"It's really difficult for me." Inside the Heavenhold Secret Land, Yun Lintian lazily laid on a rocking chair, basking in the sunlight. A year had passed, but for him, who spent most of his time practicing, it felt like time moved slowly. Every minute was like a year.
On the side, Yue Chuntao lazily chewed a breadstick and said. "How did you practice in the past?"
"Through battles and the relics." Yun Lintian replied casually. The time he stayed in the place and meditated in the past could be counted on one hand. That was why it was difficult for him to do nothing but meditate during this year.
"Oh, no wonder." Yue Chuntao responded. Compared to fighting and boosting his strength through a heavenly treasure, meditation was indeed boring. Especially for a young man like Yun Lintian.
"How about sparring?" Yun Lintian glanced at her and asked.
