Someone once said that there was once a true love in front of me, but I did not cherish it...
Lu Zhengkang thought of his face. At this serious moment, when it might cost someone his life, he burst into laughter.
Qing Ningzi's face tightened, she handed the long sword forward, and said sternly: "Are you laughing so much?"
"It's nothing, I remembered something happy." Lu Zhengkang quietly opened his eyes and told the truth.
But Qing Ningzi only felt huge humiliation, "Do you think a woman's sword can't kill you?" Her eyes were red and her gaze was as bright as a shining star.
The illusion in the room continued. Lu Zhengkang suppressed his smile. In the misty water-colored waves, he stared seriously at Kun Dao, who was dressed in white single clothes in front of him. Her hair was hanging down, like deep algae wrapping the soft moon.
, "Qing Ningzi, don't deny it. If you kill me here, you will always think of me when you close your eyes."
The long sword that the sword cultivator was proud of took away the temperature, making Lu Zhengkang's neck feel slightly cold. It seemed that her nerves were numb. She held the sword and her shoulders trembled slightly, but the blade still would not tilt.
As unsteady as she is, she is both a swordsman and a swordsman. A good swordsman has better control over his weapon than his own body. After all, people have weaknesses, but swords do not.
Lu Zhengkang finally realized how inappropriate his laughter just now was. The waves of endless struggle in her heart seemed to be pitiable to him, and she could even laugh so relaxedly. It was difficult to recognize a person just by looking at her appearance.
The pain in people's hearts is that Qing Ningzi is not Lu Zhengkang. They just met by chance. Even if they are friends, their understanding of each other is completely blank.
Lu Zhengkang didn't understand her, so he couldn't sympathize with her struggle.
"Why, why are you not a demon who does all kinds of evil!" Qing Ningzi pursed her lips, "Why should I be a woman? Do you all look down on me like this?"
She took the long sword back and did not put it into the scabbard. She just sat down on the ground slumped, holding the sword in one hand and the scabbard in the other. The moonlight rippled on the gold and iron. It was a mirror-like blade, reflecting
Qing Ningzi's eyes were red.
Lu Zhengkang was stunned, "I never looked down on you because you are a woman. I am just not afraid of death. As a monk, you should not be limited by the intolerance of ordinary men and women."
Qing Ningzi pursed her lips and said, "Lu Zhengkang, immortals are also human beings. I am not a genius with true feelings and sincerity, but I am just an incompetent disciple who is trying to follow in the footsteps of my senior brother. I am the most favored by Master.
Disciple, you can practice swordsmanship and Taoism, but I am far from worthy of such preference."
Lu Zhengkang shrugged, "You have to know that I only started practicing Taoism last year."
Qing Ningzi was stunned and raised her head, "What? Impossible! Even the magic method cannot be so fast! Unless you benefit yourself at the expense of others, that will inevitably lead to divine punishment. Your numerology clearly has merit and virtue shining through it.
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Lu Zhengkang crouched down, reached out and wiped the two tears from her face, took the teardrops, put them into his lips and tasted them, "Just think I'm joking. Ha, the fairy's tears are also slightly bitter."
Qing Ningzi turned away and hesitated to speak. Lu Zhengkang saw her lips twitching as if she was about to say something, but in the end, she sighed sadly.
"For me, seeking immortality and asking questions is a very indifferent matter. However, since I have decided to be a demon, I am also very dedicated to my job." Lu Zhengkang helped Qing Ningzi up, "
Everyone has ideals. People without ideals are out of touch with the world. Qing Ningzi, I am a narrow-minded person and can only see this little road in front of me. Therefore, I want to complete my own practice. Please help me,
OK?"
"I will help you achieve enlightenment, but this is a waste of my time. I practiced Taoism when I was three years old, and it has been fifteen years now. If I have the cultivation level of Danjie, if you ask me to accept the Donghuang Taoism, it will definitely cost me many years.
Lu Zhengkang, you said that you only started to practice Taoism last year. Your indifferent attitude towards practice is indeed like a newcomer. You don’t understand the suffering of mediocre people like us."
Lu Zhengkang smiled, "It's okay. When you accept the Donghuang Taoism, I will use the Secret Technique of Red Sky Initiation to pass on all my current mana to you. Even if the loss is huge, it will be enough to form a second- and third-grade golden elixir.
Yes, but I will definitely help you obtain a first-grade golden elixir. When I build the Demon Transformation Pond, I will give you a chance to be reborn."
Qing Ningzi put away her magic sword, lowered her head, and was completely silent this time.
Lu Zhengkang shook his head, "I won't force you anymore. We are friends in the first place. You can leave whenever you want. When you want to hear a story, just come to me again."
Qing Ningzi left silently, opened the door, and stepped into the clear moonlight of the small courtyard. At this time, she was dressed in a white shirt, with black hair like clouds, and seemed to be in harmony with the night sky. Even when she looked back,
Lu Zhengkang never saw the look on her face.
He waved his hand.
She rose into the air with her sword.
The light of the indoor illusion dimmed.
Lu Zhengkang stared at his archives. His life could be repeated countless times, but this time, he hoped to turn it all into an undeniable fact and make it become established history that cannot be changed.
He walked towards Yuelun Mountain. By the time he reached the entrance of Qiankun Realm, it was already dawn. He was thinking about his next move.
The person who inherits the mantle of the Donghuang Sect must have no ill intentions towards Lu Zhengkang. Otherwise, when the mountain gods and others grant him the power of the universe, there are many ways to prevent Lu Zhengkang from obtaining blood food. It is not a problem to even use the night invasion to directly kill Lu Zhengkang.
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Qing Ningzi should have been the best choice.
Now, he plans to screen talented children around Yang Guo.
However, accidents sometimes happen by chance. The guardsmen of the Demon Slayer Army captured a kid who was herding cows. The boy secretly came to see the construction site. He was not afraid of being implicated in the accident, so he simply discovered it early and caught him on the spot.
Caught.
Lu Zhengkang happened to meet this boy. When he squinted his eyes, he saw that his merits were so bright that the corneas of his eyes were burned off.
"Hey, kid, come here." Lu Zhengkang waved his hand to greet him, "What's your name?"
"Master Jun, my name is Rui Hongchang. I am a local. I live at the foot of Yuelun Mountain. My parents were drowned by flash floods, but I am really a local and a good family man."
At this time, Lu Zhengkang began to mutter, "Rui, the surname is Rui. It seems that the street master at the beginning of this game has the surname Rui."
At this time, he looked at this boy's merits and luck, and he looked like a protagonist of the generation. It turned out that he was the destined master of the Qiankun Realm and the true successor of the Donghuang Sect's orthodoxy.
"You're a good boy, learn how to cultivate immortality with me."
