Running out of the room, Hai Long was surprised to find that several of his masters had come out before him. There were two more people on Moyun Ping that he had never seen before, but judging from their attire, they were also Lian Yun.
A disciple of the sect.
Under the leadership of Ling Yunzi, Hai Long's eight masters said respectfully at the same time: "I have met the senior brother and the second senior brother." The people who came were none other than Dao Mingzhen's eldest disciple Ling Xiuzi and his second disciple Ling Zhizi.
Ling Xiuzi smiled and said: "Brothers, there is no need to be polite." Although Ling Xiuzi is not as handsome as Ling Zhizi, he has a stronger heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and his fair skin is surrounded by glittering light. It is obvious that his cultivation has reached a certain level.
Lingzhizi smiled and said: "Everyone has to change their minds in the future. Senior Brother has successfully reached the level of climbing the peak. After passing the test of Master Tianshi Taoist Master, he has now officially become the third generation disciple of our sect and has been given the title of Taoist Master.
, will personally preside over Fengyu Mountain. I came here today to say goodbye to all the junior brothers."
After hearing Lingzhizi's words, everyone was immediately excited. Among the disciples of their generation, someone finally reached the third generation level. Almost at the same time, everyone bowed together and said: "Congratulations, uncle Taoist cultivator."
The Taoist cultivator smiled and said: "Don't call me uncle, I can't afford it! We should treat each other as brothers, otherwise it will be really awkward." His eyes that seemed to be real fell on Hai Long, and he smiled and said: "I listen.
Second Junior Brother said that he accepted a fifth-generation disciple last year, and it’s you."
Not seeing Ling Feizi as he imagined, Hai Long couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He nodded and said: "You are the master and the second master. Now the master has become the master's uncle."
The Taoist cultivator smiled and said: "I have been here for a year, and this is the first time I have seen you, Master. Last time, my second junior brother gave you a Yuan-Pei Dan. I can't be stingy, so I will give this to you." As he said,
He pointed two fingers of his right hand, and the flying sword behind him floated over under the green light, with its scabbard suspended in front of Hai Long. The Taoist cultivator explained: "This is my Seventh Cultivation Sword. Now that I have reached the peak level, I can also
It’s time to refine a magical weapon again, and I’ll give it to you. When you reach the Tengyun realm, you will naturally be able to use it.”
Hai Long curiously took the Qixiu Sword. Looking at the envious eyes of the other masters, he knew that this sword must be a good thing. After accepting the sword of Dao Xiu, he expressed his gratitude to his uncle who had become a master.
The master's good impression immediately increased. He quickly said respectfully: "Thank you, master, for giving me the sword."
The Taoist cultivator smiled slightly and said: "Junior brothers, I have to go to receive the wind and rain peak first. Second junior brother, you can stay and gather with everyone." After saying that, without the flying sword, he flew up out of thin air, a trace of
The looming clouds carried his body and floated away.
Hai Long's attention was entirely focused on the Seventh Cultivation Sword in his hand. The scabbard was simple and simple, with simple patterns carved on it. There was a light cyan gemstone on the hilt, which constantly exuded strong aura. During the day, he got
Compared with the aura-filled Seventh Cultivation Sword, the little iron rod was like heaven and earth. Seeing Lie Xin's joy, he subconsciously held the hilt of the sword and wanted to pull the Seventh Cultivation Sword out of its sheath.
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A big hand appeared on the hilt of the sword, "Silly boy, this is not how the Qixiu Sword is used."
Hai Long looked up and saw that the second master Ling Zhizi had arrived in front of him at some point.
Lingzhizi explained: "Among the magical weapons that we cultivators practice, they are divided into four levels: immortal, treasure, spirit, and true. This Seventh Cultivation Sword belongs to the top grade among spiritual weapons and is a rare treasure. He
The most precious thing is the blue spirit stone on the hilt of the sword, which contains huge spiritual energy. From now on, as long as you carry it with you at all times, under the subtle influence of the spiritual energy, it will be of great benefit to your cultivation.
Before you enter the realm of Tengyun and can fly with the weapon, be sure not to take it out of its sheath, otherwise, you may very well hurt yourself."
Ling Yuzi came to Hai Long's side and said with a smile: "Elder brother is so generous! In fact, he can use the Qixiu Sword himself. It seems that the master must have given him something good."
Lingzhizi glared at Lingyuzi and said, "Don't be greedy, kid. I found some good gems a few days ago. I will help you set them on your flying swords. I will upgrade your flying swords to the level of spiritual weapons."
of."
Ling Yuzi was overjoyed, "Then I'd like to thank Second Senior Brother first."
Ling Zhizi said: "Okay, let's all go back to practice. Tan Yu, now is the time for you to lay the foundation. You can't stop practicing Tian Xin Jue for a day, do you understand?"
Hearing the word "Tan Yu", Hai Long felt uncomfortable for a while. He agreed perfunctorily and returned to his room. For a child, there is no greater happiness than getting a new item. He wanted to go back and study it carefully.
Check out the treasure you just got.
After playing with it for more than an hour, Hai Long entered the cultivation state with the Seventh Sword in his arms. The Seventh Sword was indeed a treasure, and the Qingling Stone was the most suitable for Hai Long now. After one night of training, his magic power had improved to a certain extent.
of acceleration.
Early the next morning, Hai Long was the same as yesterday. He followed Little Smart to the monkey group. The strange man did not appear, but left Hai Long a stone basin. The stone basin was very large. After Little Smart pointed and gestured, Hai Long could
When I realized it, this turned out to be a bathtub, specially used for bathing.
There is no difference between the green liquid and water. It is colorless and odorless. It looks like a large green well. With the repeated urging and instigation of Little Smart, Hailong soaked into the basin. The green liquid had a suitable temperature and could be soaked in.
Inside, Hai Long felt a sense of relief all over his body. He held the Seventh Cultivation Sword that he had just obtained yesterday and hung it outside the basin. He fell asleep without knowing it.
In his sleep, Hai Long seemed to feel waves of hot air pouring into his body. The places where the hot air flowed became extremely comfortable. I don't know how long it took before Little Jingling pulled out more than ten hairs of his hair.
Finally, he woke up from his sleep.
Climbing out of the stone basin, shaking off the water drops on his body, and putting on his coat, Hai Long felt that his body seemed to have undergone some changes, but as for the changes, he couldn't tell. "Little Smart, you know
What is this?" Hai Long pointed at the transparent liquid in the stone basin.
The little clever scratched his head, showing a confused look.
Hai Long laughed and said: "I'm so stupid! Even if you knew it, you wouldn't be able to tell me, you can't speak. Oh, it's already noon, I have to go back quickly. Give me a ride, the way you came.
I don’t remember it very clearly.”
After the little clever squeaked a few times, he spread out his body and led Hai Long towards the original path.
Two months have passed. Since having the Seventh Sword Cultivation, Hai Long's cultivation progress has accelerated a lot. It seems that he can feel the increase in mana every day. But what is strange is that although he has absorbed a lot of mana, he
It still remains at the initial level of the first glimpse of the realm, and the volume of the heat flow in the body has not increased. Generally, every three days, there will be a basin of green liquid prepared. Although he does not know what it is, Hai Long takes the green liquid.
The liquid in the liquid became the best place to sleep, and he had to sleep for half a day every time. When he woke up, the green liquid had turned into transparent. At first, Hai Long was afraid of dyeing his skin green, but after a few days,
After several times, this fear naturally disappeared in the face of the facts. The mysterious weirdo appeared very rarely. Hai Long had only seen him three or four times in the past three months, and he rarely spoke. Hai Long has never been able to
Having seen his face, in Hai Long's mind, he was a completely enigmatic figure.
"Little Jiling, you don't have to work so hard to pick me up every day. Didn't I tell you, I already know the way." Hai Long said looking at the little Jiling who was already as tall as his knees.
The little clever squeaked a few times. Of course, it couldn't answer Hai Long's words. It just gestured at Hai Long twice, jumped up high, swung on a thick branch, and rushed towards the direction of the monkeys like a shooting star chasing the moon.
Go. Hailong let out a long roar, tapped his feet on the ground, and the heat in his body naturally flowed to his legs. As if his whole body was weightless, he lightly chased after the little clever one. One person and one monkey moved very fast, only less than half the speed.
Within hours, they had arrived at the forest outside the monkey group with ease.
Floating to the ground, Hai Long hugged the little Smart who jumped into his arms and strode into the woods. The monkeys were playing around as usual. Today was not the time to soak in the green liquid. He said hello to the monkeys.
After that, Hai Long brought Little Clever to the lakeside. The mysterious weirdo was actually sitting by the lakeside today, still wearing the same attire, and still facing away from him.
"Senior, here I come." Hai Long looked at the weirdo's back and said. Although he had never seen his face, the weirdo had unknowingly become the person he respected the most.
"Well, how is your cultivation progress recently?"
Hai Long blushed and said: "There has been almost no progress, and it is still at the early stage. My second master also said that the Seventh Cultivation Sword given by the master contains a lot of spiritual energy, but my cultivation level has not been reflected at all. Obviously
I feel like a sea of spiritual energy is flowing into my body, but my magic power cannot be improved."
The weirdo said: "When practicing, you must guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and don't act too hastily. As long as you persist in practicing, you will definitely achieve something. Well, someone is coming. Just don't say anything." In Hai Long's surprise, the weirdo threw it out with his backhand.
A golden light completely enveloped his body, and Hai Long felt that he could no longer move. Under a strong force, he had been thrown into the woods nearby.
Hai Long smiled bitterly in his heart and told me not to talk. I can't even move a finger now, so what can I say? I have been here for several months and this is the first time I meet someone else. Who could it be?
The weird man's strength was very good, and he just happened to lean Hai Long's body against a big tree, so that he could see the scene by the pool through the bushes. A blue light flashed, and a bloated figure floated ten meters next to the weird man.
Outside. When Hai Long saw this figure clearly, his eyes widened in surprise. If his body hadn't been restrained by the weirdo, he might have screamed out. Because, the person who suddenly appeared was his master.
Daoming Zhenren, a third-generation disciple of Yunzong.
Dao Ming's expression was extremely respectful, he put away his dark green flying sword, bowed and said to the weirdo: "I've seen the old senior." Hai Long's heart was shocked, even his master called this weirdo his senior, so what's his cultivation level?
How profound it must be! However, Daoming did not address himself as a teacher. It was obvious that this weirdo did not belong to the Lianyun Sect where he belonged.
The weirdo didn't say anything, and still sat facing the pool, as if the slightly undulating clear water contained some truth. Daoming seemed to have been used to the weirdo's attitude, and didn't take it seriously at all, and continued: "For many days
Goodbye, my senior style is still the same. I have just finished my retreat and practice, so I came to see you first."
The weirdo finally spoke and said unceremoniously: "You have no good reason to come to see me. You are just thinking about my good things."
Dao Ming smiled awkwardly and said: "Senior, I can't help myself! I beg you, senior. Here is a little tribute from me, please accept it." As he said that, a green light flashed in his hand, and a small jade bottle appeared in his palm.
Hai Long recognized that it was the same jade bottle containing the condensation liquid that Ling Yunzi gave to Ling Muzi.
The weirdo chuckled and said, "You kid, you're exchanging something like condensation liquid. Isn't my treasure still as good as this thing that has been created for hundreds of years?"
Dao Ming hurriedly said: "Of course not. How can the treasures made by our predecessors be compared to the condensation liquid? That is simply the sky and the earth. But the special effect of this condensation liquid is very beneficial to you. Please also ask.
For the sake of Patriarch Lianyun, please give some to your disciples."
With a whooshing sound, the jade bottle fell into the weird man's cloak and disappeared. The weird man said: "For the sake of you being a fellow-minded person, I will give you a little. You should try to disturb me as little as possible in the future. You should know what I am doing now."
Realm. Take it." A small wooden gourd flew out of the strange man's hand and fell lightly into Dao Ming's hand.
Daoming was overjoyed. He carefully put the gourd into his arms, knelt down on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed three times to the weirdo, "Thank you, senior, for the gift. Daoming will never forget the kindness of senior."
The weirdo said calmly: "It's the same thing every time. It's time for you to leave now. Our fate is about to end. I'm afraid there won't be many opportunities to meet in the future. I've received a lot of benefits from you over the years. If you have the intention
, come here on August 15th in five years to see me off. That might be of some benefit to you."
Daoming's whole body was shaken and he lost his voice: "Senior, could it be that you, you already want to..."
The weirdo's cloak trembled slightly, as if to stop Dao Ming from continuing, "It has been six thousand years, and I should have been punished enough. Remember, it will be August 15th in five years."
Two lines of tears suddenly flowed down from Dao Ming's little eyes. He kowtowed to the weird man three times again, then stood up and flew away with his flying sword.
Hai Long was completely confused. He didn't even feel that the restriction on his body had been lifted. He really didn't understand the relationship between his master and this weird man by the pool. Especially what did Dao Ming's last tears mean? Could it be that
, is this weirdo going to die?
"Squeak, squeak." The little clever cry woke Hai Long up from his random thoughts. Only then did he realize that the restriction was lifted, moved his hands and feet, and walked towards the weirdo.
"You must really want to know the relationship between me and Dao Ming." Before Hai Long could ask, the weirdo had already pointed out Hai Long's doubts.
(Today is the last day off. I have nothing to do, so I uploaded it as soon as possible.)