Fortunately, Qingyun Gate was not a sect that focused on swords, so he wasn't particularly busy. He would have some free time every day to cultivate.,Strangely enough, Lin Yun adapted to the time travel very quickly and set himself a goal in just a few moments.,With a punch, the heat inside him boiled over, surging into his right hand. It was as if a phantom tiger appeared behind Lin Yun, roaring furiously.。