After Ling Jing and Lianyi ran out of Meizhuang, they didn't stop at all. They used Qinggong with all their strength and quickly passed through the plum forest outside, swept down the slope of Gushan, and headed northeast.
During this period, the holographic combat system remained on, scanning the movements within a ten-foot radius into his eyes at any time. The faint blue light in his eyes kept flashing, and he walked and jumped without any hindrance at all.
No matter what is in front of you, you can detect it in advance through the holographic combat system.
The two of them ran several miles away and arrived at a small town. They were relieved when they saw that no one was chasing them.
In the dark night, there seemed to be a trace of cold mist in the air. The town was very quiet. The lights in the two rows of houses had long been extinguished. Only in an inn dozens of feet away, there was still a faint trace of light.
Firelight.
"Master, how high do you think Ren Woxing's martial arts is?" Ling Jing held Lian Yi's left hand, and the two of them walked forward along the uneven gravel road under their feet.
"How do you say that?" Ling Jing pondered for a moment. The system was scanning the situation in the town into his eyes. Although the streets were dark, in his eyes, the surrounding scenery was all light blue.
"Ren Woxing's martial arts is definitely higher than that of Wanyueshan of the Ming Cult, but compared with Han Yu, it seems to be a little bit behind." He paused, rubbed his eyebrows with his left hand, and then said: "However,
It’s also possible that Ren Woxing is hiding his strength.”
He carefully recalled the previous battle in Meizhuang. The two seemed to have been competing in fists, kicks and swordsmanship from beginning to end, but Ren Woxing's most powerful "star-absorbing gun" was of no use to him.
, so it seems that it is not too easy to judge how good this person’s martial arts is.
As for swordsmanship, in this world, if we only compete in moves, apart from Uncle Feng Qingyang, I am afraid that only Taoist Master Chongxu of the Wudang Sect can compete with me. As for me, it’s up to me.
But not in this category.
If this person's internal strength hadn't been profound, almost twice as much as his own, then he wouldn't have felt so constrained before.
But it is a pity that until now he has not understood the "invisible realm of selflessness", otherwise even the so-called perfect "Tai Chi Sword Technique" may be broken by himself.
"When can I step into the "Impression Level"?" Ling Jing sighed secretly in his heart. Although the 100% "No Move Realm" is extremely powerful, even if he can deal with ordinary artistic conception masters, he can do it with ease.
I always feel that my swordsmanship is more skillful than powerful, and there is always a trace of chisel left in my smooth swordsmanship.
He knew that as long as he completely erased the traces of ax chiseling in his swordsmanship, he would definitely be able to advance to the first level of the "Artistic Realm Level", but this was easy to think about, but very difficult to do.
"Sir, I asked you to use the "Star Absorbing **" earlier. Were you injured?" The two of them were talking and soon walked inside the inn. At the wooden counter, a green-skinned boy was holding his chin.
There were yawns and drowsiness.
Ling Jing shook his head and said: "I'm not hurt. If I can use my guild to "absorb stars", wouldn't I be able to do it? Although his skill is deeper than mine, it's not that easy to suck my skill away.
matter."
After hearing this, Lian Yi finally felt relieved. Ling Jing walked straight to the counter and tapped lightly on the wooden counter.
"Huh?" Hearing the noise, the green-skinned boy was startled, his hands loosened, and his head almost hit the counter.
"Objective, do you want to stay in the hotel?" The waiter quickly came to his senses and looked at the man and woman in front of him. Seeing that they had extraordinary bearing and exquisite clothes, he immediately knew that they must be the children of a wealthy family. Just by looking at them
After taking one look, I didn't dare to look around again.
"Well, let's stay in the hotel." Ling Jing smiled slightly. The boy's eyes were very regular and he didn't glance around, which saved him some trouble. After all, Lian Yi's appearance was really eye-catching.
"Is there still room to go?"
"There are some." The green-skinned boy quickly looked over there, then took out a wooden sign and handed it to Ling Jing.
After Ling Jing paid some money for the hotel, he and Lian Yi went up to the second floor.
This town is not large in size. According to the information scanned back by the holographic battle system, the surrounding buildings are relatively old and obviously not wealthy.
However, the rooms in the inn are very clean. Although the furnishings are simple, they look very neat.
Lian Yi got up and went to the bed to tidy up the bedding. Ling Jing sat at the table in the room, picked up the teapot on the table and poured two cups of tea. The tea was already very cold, and there was still a bitter feeling in the mouth after drinking it.
Ling Jing frowned slightly. Youlian usually lived a normal life and took good care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation, but it had been a long time since he had drunk such coarse tea.
Lian Yi caught a glimpse of Ling Jing's expression while drinking tea from behind, covered her mouth and chuckled.
Although Ling Jing had already asked the system to turn off the scanned holographic image at this time, he already had deep inner strength and amazing hearing, so there was no way that Lian Yi's laughter could escape his ears.
He stood up gently, turned around and looked over the bed, and saw Lianyi bending down slightly and arranging things on the bed. Her slender waist was not tight, and her long black hair was spread around her shoulders, covering her face.
Her face was exposed, the curve of her back was moving, and her long purple skirt outlined a very seductive arc on her hips.
Ling Jing's body swept over and he was already behind Lianyi. He stretched out his hands from behind and wrapped his arms around Lianyi's slender waist.
"Young Master, don't make trouble." Lian Yi's pretty face was covered with a layer of light pink, and being held in his arms in this posture made her feel extremely embarrassed.
"What am I kidding about?" Ling Jing chuckled, hugged Lianyi and fell on the bed, extending a hand from her belly.
Ling Jing's right hand held Lian Yi's astonishingly tall and soft body, and his left hand held her tightly in his arms. He moved his head forward slightly and kissed Lian Yi's slender and white neck like a swan.
The sound of breathing gradually came from the room. At this moment, I heard waves of footsteps coming from downstairs. The footsteps were light and heavy. It was obvious that there were many people. Then I heard what seemed to be many weapons placed on tables and chairs.
sound.
Ling Jing's hand movements paused slightly, and Lian Yi, who had a pretty face flushed, quickly grabbed his troubled hands and whispered: "Sir, there seems to be something moving downstairs."
Ling Jing looked at Lianyi's pink cheeks with a half-smile, bit her ear gently, and said: "Little girl, do you think this will make your husband let you go?"
The two of them have been rubbing each other's ears for a long time, and Ling Jing has already broken Lianyi's body, but until now, Lianyi is still very shy about this kind of thing.
"Young master, you go and take a look first, I will wait for you." Lian Yi blinked her big watery eyes and whispered.
"Okay, then I will eat you later." Ling Jing reached out and pinched Lianyi's cheek, then turned over and got out of bed.
In fact, there was no need for Lianyi to remind him, he wanted to get up to find out what was going on, because as soon as he heard the noise downstairs, he asked the system to scan the situation below, and saw that the lobby downstairs was full of people.
Everyone was wearing black clothes, one of them had a yellow belt around his waist, and he looked like he was from the Demon Cult, and there were more than thirty people in total, tall and short.
The tables and chairs in the inn were filled with all kinds of weapons, but after arriving at the inn, this group of people remained silent. They just sat around in twos and threes, quietly drinking the tea provided by the inn.
At the counter, there was only one slightly tall man who went to say hello to the green-skinned boy, seemingly asking him to prepare something.
"Why do people from the Demon Cult appear here?" Ling Jing did not think that these people were sent by Ren Woxing. Although these twenty or thirty men in black seemed to be good martial arts masters, they
It's still a bit ridiculous to think of posing any threat to myself.
He did not leave the room, but walked to the round table in the room and sat down, frowning slightly.
Lian Yi straightened her scattered clothes, glanced at him with confusion, walked over and said softly: "Master, don't you think these people are a little suspicious?"
As soon as the two of them checked into the inn in this remote town, many people from the world barged in, which made her suspicious.
"Well, there is indeed something wrong with these people." Ling Jing nodded with a solemn expression, as if he had thought of something. However, he did not explain to Lianyi that he had asked the system to monitor the people below.
"Huh?" Lian Yi frowned slightly and looked at Ling Jing who hesitated. Although she knew that the young master was very powerful now, could she tell that there was something wrong with the person below just by his voice?
Ling Jing caught Lian Yi's expression in his eyes, pinched the tip of her nose with a smile, and said with a smile: "Young master is very capable now, little girl, please don't make random guesses."
Lian Yi's small and delicate nose wrinkled slightly, and she gently patted Ling Jing's hand away.
"It seems that we have entered the next scene of the plot unknowingly?" Ling Jing did not continue teasing Lian Yi, but looked at the picture sent back by the system, his brows furrowed into the word "Chuan".
The arrival of a group of people in demon sect costumes downstairs is really weird, and judging from the direction they are going, they seem to want to continue walking south. But if you go further south from here, wouldn't you end up in Fujian?
As for what Fujian has to offer?
""Evil Sword Manual"! Has that thing already started?" Ling Jing's heart sank slightly. If he guessed correctly, then the origins of this group of people are not simple.
Not long after, the boy downstairs ran out of the back hall panting with several large bundles, and then handed the several bundles to the tall man.
The tall man whispered a few words to the young man, then took out some silver from his arms and handed it to the young man. Then he walked up to the man with the yellow belt and distributed a few bags.
.
After that, a group of people hurriedly left the inn, and the lobby suddenly became empty again. Soon they heard the sound of horse hooves gradually going south.
