There are about twenty silver notes, and the lowest denomination is 50,000 taels. Chu Yun counts roughly and actually has two million taels of silver, which is a considerable amount.

Chu Yun had nearly 800,000 silver left in the past, and the silver he received in the hunting of wild beasts in the wild forest in the past few months was only about one million taels. In addition, the income this time had accumulated another three million taels of wealth, which made Chu Yun feel a little happy.

After holding up the silver notes, Chu Yun moved his gaze to the animal skin on the ground, held the skin in his hand, and Chu Yun carefully observed it.

The skin is triangular, the more the size of an adult's palm, the tough material is, and the color is dark yellow, like an object that has been in great age. There are three small pictures on one side. On each picture, there is a little man wearing a long gown and flowing figure holding a knife and slashing. The knife style is either as majestic as a mountain, as ethereal as a cloud, as surging as a sea, as profound and complex.

Although Chu Yun was used to using long swords, he could not understand all the sword intents and sword styles after watching them for a long time. He was surprised that these three sword styles were bound to be extraordinary. It was because the injuries in his body were too serious and he could not copy and comprehend, so he could only give up for the time being.

Flipped the animal skin, but on the back of the animal skin, there was a simple pattern of outlining several strokes. Chu Yun looked closely and found that this was a map depicting mountains, rivers and plains. However, the map was too small and obviously incomplete, so he couldn't tell where it was.

"Since the sword technique in this animal skin is extremely extraordinary, the map on the back must be an extremely important place, but unfortunately it is a corner of the map."

Chu Yun shook his head slightly, feeling a little regretful. He solemnly put away the animal skin and waited for the opportunity to explore it slowly in the future.

"Chu Yun. You have only been practicing the Taoist Sutra of the First Mother for only two years. You have been advancing to the Nine-level Divine Power Realm with your own strength. This speed is extraordinary, which is beyond my expectations. I have something to say to you." When Chu Yun was slightly lost, Old Ye, who was sitting beside him, suddenly spoke.

"Old Ye, please speak, Chu Yun listened carefully." Chu Yun immediately became energetic and said seriously when he heard this.

"At your current cultivation speed, I believe that it will not take long to advance to the extreme level of the tenth level of martial arts. After you reach this level, don't rush to advance to the Mansion Building Stage, but should stay in this level for as long as possible."

Old Ye paused and said, "There are four major realms in the martial arts journey. Although the martial arts stage is only the first small realm of the Yuanfu stage, it is also the most important realm."

"The most important realm?" Chu Yun was a little puzzled.

"Yes, the achievements made by warriors in the martial arts period will have a crucial impact on their future martial arts journey. The higher their achievements, the greater their potential in the future, and the stronger their combat power will be in the same level."

Old Ye said, "The tenth level of martial arts. The reason why it is called the extreme realm is that the warriors constantly explore their own extreme potential in this realm. When ordinary warriors reach the peak of the tenth level, the power of a single arm is mostly between 13,000 kilograms and 16,000 kilograms, but this is not the limit."

"Can the warrior go further after reaching the peak of the tenth level?" Chu Yun said in surprise.

"Yes, if a warrior like me who does not have the bloodline of the true spirit, if he wants to go further in the future, he must increase the strength of a single arm to 24,000 kilograms at the tenth level of martial arts to be considered complete."

After the old man Ye finished speaking, he looked at Chu Yun again and said, "And a warrior like you who has the blood of the true spirit must reach 81,000 kilograms to be considered barely qualified."

"What? One arm is 80,000 jin. Such a power is almost comparable to the physical strength of a sixth-level martial artist!" Chu Yun said in shock.

"Hmph, what's this? According to the cultivation standards of ancient martial artists, true perfection is one arm of 108,000 pounds!"

Old Ye blew his beard and said, "You can't understand the true power of the true spirit bloodline at this moment. When you really grow up in the future, you will understand why the human race, who have always been weak, can stand proudly among all the heavens and all the powerful true spirit monks, with floating figures on their backs, step on the sky, have millions of supernatural powers, and all the races retreat."

"The floating Dharma image is on your back, and the foot is on the sky. There are thousands of supernatural powers, and all races retreat!" Chu Yun murmured to himself, and his heart was longing.

"So, you have to remember that after reaching the tenth level of martial arts, don't rush to advance." Old Ye warned again.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ye, I remember!" Chu Yun nodded, and then he sued to Mr. Ye and retreated from the Qingxu Realm.

In the next half month, Chu Yun lay quietly on the bed in the cottage every day, resting his injuries. During this period, Lin Hanyue and the Lord of Fort Lin would occasionally come to visit Chu Yun, but for some reason, he had never seen Zi Ling, which made Chu Yun a little confused.

Half a month later, under the strong recovery power of the precious medicinal materials provided by the Lord of Linbao and his true spirit bloodline, his broken bones had basically healed, and his movements were no longer affected. The internal organs were damaged by half, but the damage to the meridians healed slowly.

Seeing that his actions were already unhindered, Chu Yun suddenly remembered the wooden house in the golden forest that he had lived in when he was recuperating in Linjiabao last time. He felt a little moved, but he immediately decided to go to Green Spring again to recuperate there. Over the years, he has also felt a little bored in the hut.

After he decided in his heart, Chu Yun no longer delayed it. After packing his belongings, he first informed the owner of Lin Fort Lin, and then walked towards the green spring outside the fort. It was midsummer, Emerald Ridge, green and green, and the scenery was pleasant.

Although Chu Yun's meridians were damaged, as long as he did not use his energy, there would be no major damage. His body was strong and he was walking very fast. After an hour, he had already arrived near the Green Spring.

The golden forest in autumn is gone at all, and Chu Yun is full of tender green branches and leaves and gorgeous flowers. Walking in the forest, the fragrance is swaying, birds and insects are singing, and the mood is high.

The wooden house built by Chu Yun was still erected in the woods and was not damaged. Chu Yun cleaned it up briefly, took out some daily necessities from the Qingxu Realm, and settled down in the forest.

In the following days, Chu Yun returned to the rhythm of his last recovery. In addition to meditating and meditating, he cooked delicious food by the lake of Green Spring, and learned the sword technique above the animal skin. At night, he would sneak into the spring at the bottom of the hot spring, using the surging of the hot spring to accelerate the flow of blood and nourish the meridians.

Ten days later, Chu Yun's broken bones had completely healed, as smooth as new, and the internal organs had been healed. Only the damage in the meridians was too serious. Although after nearly a month of cultivation, it was only 70% better. Qi and energy could only flow slowly in it. Once it was too strong, it would still cause damage.

At noon that day, just as Chu Yun sat cross-legged on a huge rock by the Green Spring Lake and was breathing quietly, he suddenly heard the sound of tiny footsteps coming from Lin Haiwai, and then two voices of a man and a woman also floated over.

"Sister Zi Ling, why are you walking so fast? I have said something to you all the way, and you ignore me at all. I think if I say something to someone else when I was in Huoyan City, it would give him a lot of face!"

"Young Master Sauron, that's you in Fire Rock City, this is Linjiabao. Can you not follow me like this? I still have something to do!"

"Is it Zi Ling?"

On the huge rock, Chu Yun opened his eyes and looked into the woods when he heard the sound. He saw two figures walking out from the forest, one after another. Among them, the person behind him was tall and a young man in gorgeous brocade clothes. The man had a handsome face, but there was another feminine aura between his eyebrows and a slightly sallow complexion.

Walking in front was a pretty girl with a clear and transparent figure. She had a petite and graceful figure. Although her curves were not very prominent, she was also delicate and stylish, with a pretty beauty. However, her cute and charming face seemed extremely unhappy at this time. Her beautiful couple also wrinkled slightly, looking very impatient.

"Sister Zi Ling, you have been away for a whole morning, and I haven't seen you anything about it!" said the young man known as Mr. Sauron.

"What do I have to do? Do you need to care about it?" Zi Ling lowered her head, pouted her mouth, and said with a hum. She kicked the stone under her feet hard, but lifted the stone far away and fell into the green spring with a thud. Zi Ling looked up with the flow, and immediately showed a hint of surprise in her eyes, and then a hint of surprise appeared on her angry face.

"Brother Chu Yun." Zi Ling suddenly shouted to Chu Yun in the distance with a numb feeling: "Brother Chu Yun, you have been waiting for a long time!"

"ah!"

Chu Yun was suddenly shocked by Zi Ling's greasy voice, and almost fell into the lake from the huge rock. Before he could recover, he saw Zi Ling jumping towards him, but his pretty face was winking at him.

"Why."

Chu Yun was not a stupid person either, so he knew Zi Ling's intention immediately. He couldn't help but sigh helplessly, but he could only barely extend his hand and say hello to Zi Ling. No matter what, Linjiabao saved him once, and he still needs to help with this little effort.

"Brother Chu Yun, have your injuries been better?" Zi Ling jumped gently, jumped onto the huge rock, held Chu Yun's arm with one hand, and said with concern.

"Thank you Zi Ling for your concern. My injury has improved!" Chu Yun said lightly, but he felt that the hair on his body was about to stand up. Zi Ling's behavior was too abnormal.

"Sister Zi Ling, who is this bastard?"

When Mr. Sauron saw Zi Ling's intimate behavior towards Chu Yun, anger rose in his heart. He looked at Chu Yun without any concealing his anger and hostility.
Chapter completed!