Ling Jing didn't know why he cared so much about Ning Zhongze's words. Logically speaking, he just occupied this body. The past memories were just some fragments in his mind, but they were not enough to affect his mood.
Why do I always have concerns about Ning Zhongze?
Ling Jing sat silently in the teahouse, frowning slightly. After a while, when he saw that no one from the Hengshan sect had come out yet, he stopped thinking about it and asked the system to call up his current character.
"The internal energy attributes have only increased by a hundred or so points." Ling Jing pondered for a moment. He had previously absorbed the internal energy of Yue Buqun and Deng Bagong into his body, at least six to seven hundred points, but after the second step of "melting"
After "Gong", only these one hundred points were left.
"It seems that this "Star Absorbing **" is indeed very powerful. Compared with the "Beiming Divine Art", the gap is too obvious." As far as he knows, the "Beiming Divine Art" can almost completely absorb the opponent's internal energy.
He can use it for his own use, and once he cultivates Beiming Zhenqi, there is no need to activate it himself. The Zhenqi itself has an extremely strong suction force.
"It's a pity that you have to wait until the fourth level talent tree is opened before you can practice the "Beiming Divine Technique"." Since you have practiced the incomplete "Star Absorbing **", you will inevitably have to practice the "Beiming Divine Technique" in the future to make up for the absorption.
If it were not the flaw of the star gun itself, no matter how advanced Ling Jing's skills were, he would still be unable to escape the backlash of the "star-absorbing gun".
Ling Jing sat in the teahouse for a while, his cup of tea slowly reaching the bottom. Only then did he see a group of disciples of the Hengshan Sect walking out of the corner of the street.
Yihe, Yiqing and others all had angry faces and fast steps, as if they didn't want to stay here any longer.
Ling Jing's face showed a thoughtful look, and then he smiled slightly and said to himself: "It seems that Yue Buqun really rejected them."
In fact, he could guess why Yue Buqun rejected these disciples of the Hengshan Sect. It was just that the "Evil Sword Manual" was now in Lin Pingzhi's hands. Naturally, he was eager to seize the sword manual. As for the Hengshan Sect, even if
There is a moral fault, and he must have a reason to evade it given his ability.
Ling Jing left the tea money on the table and gently jumped down into the street.
"Sister Yihe, how are you? Has Master Yue agreed to help?" Ling Jing landed in front of Yihe and the others and asked.
Yi He had an angry look on his face and blurted out: "Master Yue has many things to do, and he has no time to get away. Naturally, if our Hengshan sect's affairs don't go well, we won't trouble Master Yue anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the disciples of the Hengshan Sect behind him also snorted, obviously very dissatisfied with Yue Buqun's actions this time. This well-known "gentleman's sword" in the world now seems to be nothing more than a mere weapon.
Just a false name.
Ling Jing smiled slightly and said: "Since Master Yue is not free, let's set off quickly. The Devil's Cult has set up a trick this time, so Master Dingxian and Master Dingyi will not be able to delay it for long."
He did not directly say that it was the Songshan Sect who had secretly done this. He thought that even if he told the story, the disciples of the Hengshan Sect would not believe it, so he simply skipped this section.
Yihe and others' faces tightened slightly and they said: "It all depends on the young hero's instructions."
"Without further delay, let's leave the city from the south gate first." Ling Jing was also afraid that the two first-generation masters of the Hengshan sect would lose to the Songshan sect, and he would be the one to lose, so he immediately gave the order and led a group of Yingyingyan.
Yan's disciples from Hengshan went all the way to the south of the city.
Pedestrians on the road looked at each other in surprise when they saw such a strange combination. A young man was mixed among a group of nuns. It was really an unprecedented thing, and the voices of discussion continued along the way.
Ling Jing had long been accustomed to criticism from others and did not take it seriously. However, some of the less experienced female disciples of the Hengshan Sect could not help but feel dizzy on their faces and looked very embarrassed.
After finally getting out of the south of the city, a group of Hengshan sect disciples breathed a sigh of relief. Ling Jing seemed to be unaware and led a group of people to continue walking south. After walking for a long time, he saw that everyone was already looking tired. Ling Jingfang
He walked slowly and suddenly said: "Sister Yihe, it seems we need to get some horses."
Longquan is still a long way from Fuzhou City. If the group just walked, they would be too late if they rushed there.
Yihe nodded, then his face turned red and he said: "Young hero, our money is not enough to buy so many horses."
The Hengshan Sect sent a total of more than forty disciples on this trip. Except for the unfortunate death of Master Dingjing, the rest of them were basically only slightly injured and did not suffer any damage.
With such a large number of people, it would take at least thirty or forty horses to support them. However, the Hengshan sect has always been poor, so how could they get so much money to purchase horses?
Ling Jing smiled and said: "Who said we have to buy it?"
Yihe and others looked at each other in confusion, feeling that what the young hero said seemed a bit inappropriate, but they did not dare to ask more questions, and immediately followed the young hero southward.
After traveling for more than ten miles, a large piece of grassland appeared in front of us. On the grassland, a group of horses were swaying slowly and grazing. There were dozens of officers and soldiers wearing armor guarding the grassland.
Ling Jing immediately stood still, looked at the group of horses, and said with a smile: "The horses are coming."
Yi He hesitated and stepped forward and said: "Young knight, these are probably official horses. If we take these horses away, wouldn't we offend the government and get into trouble?"
Ling Jing smiled and said: "Senior sister Yihe, have you ever heard of the saying, "take from the people and use it for the people"? We can't afford to delay now. This is the time when we need the government's help."
After saying that, he laughed and walked straight out. In a few steps, he turned into an afterimage on the grass.
The officers and soldiers suddenly saw a group of nuns approaching, and they didn't take it seriously at first. Suddenly, they saw a vague human figure approaching like a ghost, and they were suddenly shocked.
These officers and soldiers are just men who are slightly stronger than ordinary people. They can dominate the common people on weekdays, but they are not as good as these martial arts masters.
A group of officers and soldiers were about to draw their swords and be on guard, but Ling Jing had already made several moves, and in just a moment, all dozens of officers and soldiers were knocked to the ground.
After Ling Jing knocked down these officers and soldiers, he quickly drove the horses on the grass to a place with his figure like the wind. After standing still, he shouted to the people of the Hengshan faction: "Come on, horses, so that we can hurry on."
The Hengshan sect looked at each other in confusion. Originally, the Buddhist precepts were to abstain from stealing. Logically speaking, they should not touch these officials. But now the two elders of the sect are still trapped in the "Sword Forging Valley", and no one can pay attention to it.
There were so many, so they immediately rushed forward, each picked up a horse, and galloped towards Longquan with Ling Jing.
All the disciples grabbed the horses, laughing and chattering, very excited.
Everyone was greedy for novelty, so they all jumped on the official horses and galloped for a while. At noon, they came to a town to hit the top. The townspeople were surprised when they saw a group of female nuns bringing a large number of horses, but there was a man among them.
Because there were always people pointing and pointing, everyone except Ling Jing felt a little uncomfortable, so they ate very quickly. After eating, they hurriedly got on their horses and continued on their way.
In the evening, everyone rested under the shade of a tree. The disciples of the Hengshan Sect lit a fire and began to cook tea and rice.
Ling Jing sat far away and leaned against a big tree with his eyes closed to relax. He was originally trying to find out from the system how to enter the so-called "training ground".
At this moment, I heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the road to the north, and a figure on a horse was galloping towards me.
Almost all the disciples of the Hengshan Sect were now frightened. They immediately stood up and suddenly drew their swords.
Ling Jing stood up at this time and said: "Don't be nervous, he is someone we know." He stared at the figure on the horse with a smile on his lips.
"Hush!"
Immediately, the figure stopped a few feet in front of the group of people, but it was a woman with a slim figure and a beautiful face.
"She is the daughter of Master Yue."
"Why is she here?"
A group of disciples of the Hengshan Sect were whispering, but when they saw Yue Lingshan arriving, they also put away their weapons.
"Sister, why are you here?" Ling Jing walked up to Yue Lingshan's horse and said with a smile.
Yue Lingshan's face was a little pale. She turned over and dismounted. A female disciple of the Hengshan Sect came up and led the horse. When she came to the side, Yue Lingshan whispered: "Ling Jing, I have something to tell you."
Ling Jing saw her expression was different, and immediately nodded and said: "Well, you come with me."
The two of them walked into the forest, dozens of feet away from the disciples of the Hengshan Sect. Yue Lingshan suddenly hugged Ling Jing and cried "Wow": "Ling Jing, Junior Brother Shu Qi was killed."
Ling Jing's expression changed, he patted Yue Lingshan's back gently, comforted him for a moment, and then said: "When was Shu Qi killed?"
Shu Qi is a little younger than him in the Huashan Sect, but he is not included in the list of true disciples. If calculated in terms of seniority, he is actually the youngest disciple of the Huashan Sect.
Moreover, Shu Qi's surname was kind and he was loved by everyone in the family. Now that he died tragically, it's no wonder Yue Lingshan was so sad.
Yue Lingshan wiped her tears and said: "We found the body of Junior Brother Shu Qi in the escort agency at night, and his face had been stabbed to pieces. If not..." At this point, she seemed to have remembered something.
Seeing the tragic state of Shu Qi's body, his face became even paler. He paused for a long time before saying, "If it weren't for the clothes he was wearing, we wouldn't have known that Junior Brother Shu Qi was murdered."
Ling Jing held her in his arms, but felt that her body was still shivering, and said distressedly: "Don't worry, you will be protected by the mistress in the escort agency, nothing will happen to you."
Yue Lingshan shook her head and said: "You don't know that not only Junior Brother Shu Qi was killed, but Junior Brother Lin was also stabbed and seriously injured, and the "Evil Sword Manual" was also taken away." (To be continued.
