() After settling down in the Sword Demon's Tomb, the sky gradually became dusky. In this forest, wisps of cold wind blew. Li Ling touched the jasper bead on his chest, which warmed his heart and whole body.
Everyone was warm, humming a popular song, and walked towards Taixu Palace.
After entering the front door of Taixu Palace, it was dinner time, and most of the young Taoist priests gathered towards the cafeteria.
"In ten days, our sect's three-year martial arts competition period will begin. I don't know who will win the crown this time and become the new sword canon reference winner."
"Among the disciples of the Tianzi generation, the two senior brothers Tianmen and Tianjing are the strongest. Referring to the Sword Code will naturally become one of the two. As for the Daozi generation... I heard that there is a new one in our sect.
Uncle Master, his name is... his name is Li Ling, he is a disciple accepted by the Master. I don’t know how strong he is. If he is strong, he should be able to compete with Uncle Dao Yan?”
"Nonsense, Master Daoyan is the eldest disciple of Master Lingxiao's uncle who has the highest reputation. In terms of time and age when he entered the temple, Lingji, the master of the temple, is not as good as Master Lingxiao's uncle, and Li Ling is not as good as Daoyan.
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"That's not necessarily the case. Master Lingji Temple himself has a very high level of cultivation, and he also has very high requirements for selecting disciples. For decades, he has not accepted a disciple in our Taoist temple. This time he brought one back. He is an absolute genius.
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The Taoist priests have different opinions, but they all talk about the three-year martial arts competition in ten days!
Their conversation did catch Li Ling's attention, after all, he was mentioned in it. However, Li Ling had the sword Long Yuan behind his back, so he went back to his room alone in order not to be coveted by others.
"I heard from those Taoist friends that in ten days there will be some kind of ten-year martial arts competition. It seems that there will be some kind of martial arts competition? How can such a Taoist temple still engage in such things? However, the winner can refer to the sword canon. This is a bit disturbing.
Curious." Li Ling was thinking as he walked.
"However, that boy Tianyi is pretty good, but why doesn't everyone seem to know about it?" Li Ling sighed slightly and looked towards the small courtyard where he lived.
"Hey, Uncle Li Ling, you're back. I was so anxious that I spent a long time looking for you in the woods today." Tianyi looked happy when he saw that Li Ling was well. He just took out a bowl and chopsticks from the room and was going to use it in the cafeteria.
meal.
"I went to take a shower today, are you...are you going to eat?" Li Ling asked, looking at Tianyi's basin-like bowl.
"Yes, Uncle Li Ling, thank you so much for today. If it weren't for you, I would have died in the belly of a snake today."
"Nothing!" Li Ling smiled slightly and said, "I heard that the three-year martial arts competition will be held in ten days. Will you participate?"
"I won't participate." Tianyi waved his hands repeatedly.
"Don't you want to refer to the Sword Code?" Li Ling continued to ask.
"What I practice is the Kunlun Heart Technique. It is useless for me to practice the sword canon of Taixu Palace." Tianyi said with a smile.
So that was the case, Li Ling finally had the answer in his heart, but among the Tianzi generation, the two guys, Tianmen and Tianjing, verbally molested Qingyi. Li Ling was really disgusted by it. It was really annoying for Li Ling to show the sword code to such a villain.
Ling felt unhappy.
"Uncle Li Ling, do you want to eat? Let's go together." Tianyi said.
"No, you go first, I have something else to do." Li Ling smiled slightly and patted Tianyi on the shoulder.
"Yes." Tianyi nodded and said, "I'll go first. I'll be late, but I won't have anything to eat."
With that said, Tianyi headed towards the Taoist canteen.
"When the time comes, I advise Tianyi to participate in the three-year martial arts competition and kill Tianmen and Tianjing. The arrogance of the two saints dares to be blasphemed. They will be punished by God." Li Ling closed the door, lit the candle, and sat down on the wooden bed.
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After taking off the sword on his back, Li Ling lay on the bed, picked up Long Yuan sideways, and became more enlightened. He couldn't see clearly at the white stream just now. He was at home now, so he had to take a closer look.
The scabbard of the sword was pulled out, and under the light of the candle, a mysterious light suddenly appeared. The whole room was filled with a mysterious halo. Li Ling's fingers gently slid across the sword body, and he felt a refreshing feeling like a clear spring.
, filling the whole body.
Longyuan is also called Longquan. Sure enough, the abyss of the sword is like a cold spring, and the sword lives up to its name!
Li Ling stretched out his finger and flicked the sword slightly, and there was a buzzing sound... a sound of dragon roar echoed in the room, and Li Ling was horrified. The sharpness here was definitely no less than that of Qingyi's Qinghan sword.
Long Yuan was still sheathed. Li Ling hid Long Yuan under the bed, put his hands behind his head, and fell asleep in a hazy state. He was wandering around in his dream, but in his dream he was holding Long Yuan's sword, fighting against all sides, and rescuing An Jingping Anping.
Paired with An Jing, they lived in seclusion in Lingshan and Dachuan, and lived a happy and comfortable life from then on.
When he woke up from the dream, Li Ling suddenly woke up. It was already the morning of the next day. Li Ling opened the door and saw a group of Taoist priests practicing Taoist Qigong on the square of the disciple room.
"Uncle Li Ling!"
The title Uncle Li Ling rang in Li Ling's ears again. Li Ling turned his head and saw a Taoist priest of similar age to him bowing his head respectfully.
"Who are you?" Li Ling asked doubtfully.
"I am Tianya, a disciple of the Tianzi generation. I came here specifically to visit Li Ling's alchemy room." Tianya said.
"Tianya? Why are you going to the alchemy room?" Li Ling asked doubtfully.
"I don't know what Lord Lingji ordered," Tianya said.
It's the master again. He is very busy and has assigned himself to collect medicines and so on. Li Ling sighed slightly.
"Yes, I understand." Li Ling had no choice but to go back to his room, wash his face roughly, straighten his robes, and go to the alchemy room.
The alchemy room is next to Saintess' Peak, so Li Ling has been to Saintess' Peak and knows the location of the alchemy room.
As soon as he stepped into the alchemy room, a scent of medicine wafted in, and Li Ling suddenly felt his spirit was shaken. Even the smell of the medicine made by the Immortal Family has a reminding effect.
Li Ling came to the door of the alchemy room, clicked the knocker, and after ten hearts, the door was opened.
Dressed in white clothes, with a rosy veil, jade fingers and icy skin, a graceful and fairy face, cold lips and starry eyes, it is Qingyi herself, who is even more beautiful than the last time she saw her.
"Qingyi!" Li Ling was stunned, and the fragrant wind spread across the face, refreshing the heart and spleen, making people admire in their hearts that there is such a fairy in the world.
Qingyi's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and Qinghan's lips opened and she said: "Qingyi, was it you who called me?"
"I'm sorry, saint, there was a slip of the tongue." Li Ling apologized hurriedly, knowing that this saint was not easy to mess with.
"Come in with me." Qingyi turned around and walked towards the alchemy room.
Li Ling entered the alchemy room, but there was no sign of Master Lingji. Could it be that that little Taoist priest lied to me? Li Ling sighed secretly.
"What are you muttering about?" Qingyi said coldly.
"I just want to admire how elegant the environment here is." Li Ling made some nonsense.
"The alchemy room is a place for refining medicine. How can it be elegant? All it has is the smell of medicine." Qingyi led Li Ling towards the alchemy room.
Behind a stone wall screen is a huge alchemy furnace made of bronze. The furnace has a round sky and a square place, which exactly matches the Taoist universe.
"Tianyi is not here today, so the task of refining the alchemy will be left to you." Qingyi's voice was as clear as ice, but it made people feel very comfortable and did not dare to have any evil thoughts.
"Why are you looking for me?" Li Ling said.
"I don't trust others." Qingyi said.
"You just met me for the first time, do you believe me?" Li Ling wondered.
"This is the second time. You have saved Tianyi, so I believe you." Qingyi's sea-like eyes looked at Li Ling.
"But... I don't know how to make elixirs?" Li Ling was completely shocked by the eyes of the deep sea.
"It's very simple, you just need to keep the fire going." Qingyi took down a goose feather fan from the wall and gave it to Li Ling.
Li Ling held the goose feather fan and immediately thought of Zhuge Liang, feeling depressed. Although Qingyi looked like a fairy, she was just like an ice cellar, cold and without any enthusiasm at all.
"Remember... the wind enters the Xun position, and the fire starts when it leaves the position. The fire left the position must be kept alive, otherwise, the alchemy will fail. I will practice in the inner room first, and I will come out to take a look after two hours." Qingyi
He opened the curtain and went to the back room to practice Qigong.
"Li Ling, Li Ling, you will be reduced to an alchemy boy." Li Ling took the goose feather fan and squatted in front of the alchemy furnace. He found the so-called Sunda mouth above the furnace and fanned the inside to keep the air flow smooth.
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An hour later, the fire in the alchemy furnace was still very strong. Li Ling felt that the fire would keep burning even if he did not fan it. However, just in case, Li Ling did not dare to slack off. After seeing a woman as cold as Qingyi,
, his heart was so cold, Li Ling just wanted to finish practicing the elixir quickly, pat his butt and leave.
