Ling Jing smiled calmly and said: "Sister, don't you see the use of this mental formula?"
Linglong glanced at him doubtfully, then took the mantra on the fragment of cassock and read it carefully. After a while, her face suddenly turned a little rosy.
"You brat, since Yue Buqun has already practiced swordplay in his own palace, wouldn't you kill him if he lacks this mental skill?" He looked at Ling Jing angrily, with a hint of embarrassment flashing across his face.
Ling Jing sneered and said: "If Yue Buqun really didn't covet the "Evil Sword Manual", even if this formula is missing, he himself would not be harmed. But it is his fault that he is too greedy, and even himself
I want to rob my disciples of their sword manuals and harm others and myself, so no one can blame me."
Linglong patted Ling Jing's arm lightly and said angrily: "Even so, you are too bad. What do you want Mrs. Yue to do in the future?"
Ling Jing smiled slightly, looked at the black porcelain tea cup in his hand, and said calmly: "As long as Yue Buqun is not crazy enough to kill his wife and daughter, they will naturally not be in any danger."
It was expected that even if Yue Buqun changed his mind, in order to maintain his righteous prestige, he would not do anything to Ning Zhongze and his daughter. If he had not thought of this a long time ago, he himself would not dare to keep Ning Zhongze and his daughter with confidence.
In Huashan.
In the next few days, Ling Jing and Ling Long settled down at the foot of Shaosi Mountain. While traveling around the mountains and rivers, they slowly explored the first five levels of mental formulas for the "Great Shift of the Universe".
"The Great Shift of the Universe" is the most top-notch martial arts level. Just the introductory formula is already a bit profound. After all, this martial arts was introduced from the Persian Ming Cult to the Middle Earth, which is a place where alien races live. The martial arts method
Compared with what is expected here in the Central Plains, the difference is huge. Even with Ling Jing's current enlightenment level of 148 points, it is impossible to practice this unique martial arts to the basic level within a few days.
realm.
The progress in the "Great Shift of the Universe" is a bit slow, but Ling Jing himself is not too anxious. Now that Linglong is by his side, he spends more time on this sister, just accompanying her to travel around the mountains and rivers.
, having fun everywhere, as if trying to make up for all the suffering she has suffered in the past few months.
Five days later, two handsome young men suddenly walked up the stone steps outside the Shaolin Temple. The one on the left had a face like a crown jade, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a tall and straight figure. He looked extremely handsome, but the young man on the right looked...
She's a little too rosy, but she's also extremely beautiful. Her eyes are like peach petals, and she's dizzy when she looks at them. She's simply three points more beautiful than a woman.
A monk who knew the guest came forward to greet him, clasped his hands and said, "Two donors, I don't know what you are doing in Shaolin Temple."
The visitors were none other than Ling Jing and Linglong, who had changed into men's clothes. However, Linglong's appearance was too delicate. Even in men's clothes, she looked too delicate.
Ling Jing immediately informed Zhike Monk of his purpose of coming and also explained his identity.
The Zhike monk didn't know who the two of them were before. After all, there was a scuffle outside the Shaolin Temple that day. Almost all Zhike monks like them, who had low martial arts skills, stayed in the temple to take refuge. How did they know that this young man was the famous Ling Ling?
Jing.
"It turns out to be Ling Shaoxia, you two, please wait a moment. Master Dingxian's body has been cremated, and the monks in this temple are chanting sutras to send it off. We will give the Tukun relics and ashes left by Master Dingxian to Shaoxia later.
"
Zhike Monk was a little cautious when he spoke. After all, the story of this young man had been spread all over the world in the past few days. He fought against Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan Sect, and Taoist Master Wudang Chongxu, and won two games in a row. Such martial arts skills are rare in the world.
It has almost become a miraculous thing in the world, especially some right-wingers who worship it as a god and only look forward to seeing it.
"It turns out that Mr. Ling is so young, and his martial arts level has surpassed Taoist Master Chongxu of Mount Taishan and Beidou in the martial arts world. It is really admirable and admirable."
When the monk Zhike saw Ling Jing smiling and nodding, he felt a little flattered. He quickly turned around and entered the Shaolin Temple, heading to the side hall where the rituals were performed.
"You brat, you are so tight now. Even a Zhike monk from Shaolin Temple is so afraid of you." Lingling chuckled in Ling Jing's ear and said.
Ling Jing smiled helplessly and said, "I call it persuading people with virtue, okay? How can you tell that people are afraid of me?"
Linglong stuck out her apricot tongue, revealing a soft and cute little tongue, and said with a smile: "You are clearly trying to coerce and induce. That little monk is not good at Buddhism and can't stand your torture, so he obeys you. Do you think my sister can't see it?"
Come out?"
Ling Jing gave a bitter smile and said: "You can call anything black and white, and you can call white things black. Even if you are great, I can't say anything about you."
Linglong chuckled, then grabbed my Ling Jing's hand and stood outside the Shaolin Temple gate. She looked at the tall temple gate with a complicated expression for a moment.
About half an hour later, the Zhike monk from before finally walked out holding an urn.
"Young Master Ling, these are the relics and ashes of Master Dingxian. I hope you will take good care of them and send them to Hengshan safely as soon as possible."
Ling Jing nodded, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you so much, little master."
At that moment, he stopped visiting Master Fang Zheng and Master Fang Sheng. He took the urn and put it in his bag, then went down the mountain with Linglong.
The Hengshan Sect was in Shaanxi. After Ling Jing and Linglong left the Shaolin Temple, they went to a small town to buy two horses and headed west. The two of them were not in a hurry during this trip and only traveled fifty or sixty miles a day.
, when I encounter a place with unique scenery, I will stop and stay for a while, chatting and laughing along the way, but I don’t feel bored at all.
But Ling Jing always felt that Linglong was pretending to be worried about something since she left the Shaolin Temple. Although she always looked happy and comfortable when she was by her side every day, the faint worry between her eyebrows still failed to show up.
Can't escape his eyes.
In fact, he just thought about it for a moment and guessed why Linglong was acting abnormally.
Nowadays, the Sun Moon God Sect is facing the most serious internal crisis. It is already known to everyone that Ren Woxing returned to the world and passed through the Shaolin Temple. With his heart and ambition, he attacked Heimu Cliff and regained the position of leader.
, that is a matter of time. Although the world seems to be calm now, the real storm has probably started to brew slowly.
Ling Jing had always wanted Linglong to get out of this incident. After all, Ren Woxing's martial arts skills were unfathomable, and there were many old men who were loyal to him in the past. Once he regained his strength, there would definitely be people around him.
A large group of experts will gather together again. When the time comes for a battle with Dongfang Bubai, it is still unclear who will win.
Recently, he has been trying his best to make Linglong happy, which is actually for this purpose, but now it seems that Linglong still has not been able to completely let go of Heimu Ya because of himself.
In the afternoon of this day, dark clouds rolled in from the sky, and thunder continued to ring out. The entire sky seemed to be dyed with a layer of lead color, giving people a dark and dull feeling. The wind was howling, and there would be heavy rain soon.
Arrived as expected.
Ling Jing and Ling Long speeded up their journey and finally found an abandoned temple at the foot of a mountain before the heavy rain fell.
"Bah bang bang!"
Not long after the two entered the ruined temple, the heavy rain finally began to fall. The two wooden doors of the ruined temple had long been damaged. Under the torrential rain, raindrops splashed into the temple from time to time.
The two of them found a corner that was not leaking and sat down next to each other. Ling Jing picked up some dry wooden boards and lit the fragments of tables and chairs. In the faint firelight, there was finally a hint of warmth in the ruined temple.
Linglong was nestled tightly in Ling Jing's arms, covered with Ling Jing's coat. Her beautiful eyes looked at the jumping fire, and suddenly there was a hint of struggle.
The temple was quiet for a moment, but suddenly Ling Jing sighed and said, "Sister, are you hiding something from me?"
Linglong raised her head slightly and looked at Ling Jing. She wanted to shake her head, but under the direct gaze of Ling Jing's dark eyes, she suddenly felt a trace of unbearability and sadness in her heart.
"You brat, I want to go back to Blackwood Cliff to have a look."
After a long silence, Linglong finally said.
"Crack!" The wood burned and made a crack. Ling Jing stared at the exquisite face and frowned: "Sister, what does Dongfang Invincible have to do with you? Why do you know the "Sunflower Book"? And now Heimuya
Can't you see clearly what the situation is above? I won't let it go if I let it."
Dongfang Bubai and Ren Woxing are bound to have a battle in the future, and with their martial arts skills, they are already the top figures in the world. Once the decisive battle comes, these two people will definitely fight for their lives and fight with all their strength.
If he continues, even he himself cannot predict how intense the battle will be.
Linglong pressed her side face against Ling Jing's chest, sighed softly, and said: "There are some things that I have always wanted to put an end to. For the sake of the brat, my sister can let go of anything. So this time when I go back, I
Then we will completely draw a clear line with the Sun Moon God Sect."
"Sister, are you telling the truth?" Ling Jing felt happy and asked quickly.
Linglong smiled brightly and sat up slightly. Ling Jing's coat slipped off her shoulders, revealing her plump and graceful body.
"Well, don't you like it?"
Ling Jing suddenly kissed Linglong on the face and laughed: "How could I not like it, but you must wait for me to go with you. The situation on Blackwood Cliff must be tense now, and once you return,
Heimu Ya, Dongfang Bubai may not necessarily let you go."
"Idiot..." Linglong smiled slightly, her face full of gentle charm, and said softly: "After I go back this time, there will no longer be Dongfang Bubai in this world. Moreover,
, you are the only one in this world who can keep me.” (To be continued.
