In the woods, Yue Buqun quickly passed through the treetops.
The broken branches and leaves were scattered, and Yue Buqun's body and head were already covered with all kinds of dirt, but Yue Buqun did not dare to stop at all.
He could feel Ling Tian chasing after him quickly. In fact, it had only taken a few breaths since he had thrown out the fake secret book and escaped, but Yue Buqun could already feel Ling Tian's cold sword energy behind him.
Fortunately, Yue Buqun had already observed a river nearby. Now, he just wanted to jump into the river to escape as soon as possible.
The head of Huashan and a famous master in the world. This status did not hinder Yue Buqun from jumping into the river. He was originally a practical person. In the original work, for the rise of Huashan, he was even able to cut bananas.
Compared to cutting bananas, jumping into the river is nothing.
Finally, the figure passed between the treetops of a big tree, and suddenly a large river appeared in his sight.
A look of surprise flashed across Yue Buqun's face, and he landed on the ground. Without any hesitation, he quickly ran forward towards the river.
However, just as the figure moved, suddenly, a strong wind swept across. The next second, the cold light of the long sword flashed, forcing Yue Buqun to take half a step back. Ling Tian followed, blocking him and the river.
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"Master Yue, if you don't leave the Zixia Divine Art, I'm afraid you will have to stay here today..."
Standing between Yue Buqun and the river with his sword in hand, Ling Tian looked at Yue Buqun with cold eyes and slowly spoke.
Ling Tian's tone was extremely indifferent, but Yue Buqun's eyes slowly darkened. In just a few minutes of the fight, Yue Buqun had become more certain that Ling Tian could definitely kill him.
Therefore, Yue Buqun didn't have the slightest confidence in being able to break through Lingtian's blockade and jump into the river.
However, Yue Buqun didn't give the slightest thought to what Ling Tian said about handing over the Zixia Divine Art.
It's not that Yue Buqun really cares about the Zixia Magic Art. With his mind, he can't understand that if the Zixia Magic Art is lost, as long as he is still there, Huashan will have hope, and if he dies, even if the Zixia Magic Art is preserved,
Huashan will also be destroyed.
However, Yue Buqun was comparing his feelings with his own, but he just couldn't believe that Ling Tian would let him go if he got the Zixia Divine Art.
Taking away his sect's secret book was such a taboo matter. Yue Buqun didn't believe that Ling Tian would let him go after doing it.
"In this way, you start memorizing the Zixia Magic Secret Book from the first sentence. You can leave a few key paragraphs in the middle, and I will let go of the road leading to the river. When you have memorized the entire secret book, you will also
When we get to the river, then we don’t have to worry about me breaking my promise..."
Ling Tian looked at Yue Buqun calmly, quickly guessed Yue Buqun's worries, and said with a smile.
After saying these words, Yue Buqun hesitated slightly and finally nodded.
By this time, Yue Buqun actually didn't have much to think about.
After gathering his composure, Yue Buqun began to slowly memorize the formula of the Zixia Magic Art. At this time, the head of Huashan didn't even have the slightest anger or unnecessary emotion in his expression. He just memorized the formula carefully, and then slowly walked toward him.
Walk towards the river.
His recitation of the formula is neither fast nor slow, and his walking speed is neither fast nor slow.
Ling Tian listened patiently, neither urging him to recite the formula faster nor stopping him from walking towards the river.
Soon, Yue Buqun had recited hundreds of words, and a subtle smile flashed from the depths of Ling Tian's eyes.
According to the system prompts, Ling Tian has already mastered the incomplete version of the Zixia magic skill.
By this time, Ling Tian actually no longer wanted to kill Yue Buqun.
Killing Yue Buqun here would do no good to Ling Tian at all. No one would see him, and he would not be able to gain fame. Moreover, his star-absorbing technique was not completely repaired, and he could not even absorb internal energy.
Looking calmly at Yue Buqun who was about to retreat to the river, Ling Tian decided to let Yue Buqun go for the time being and wait until later to defeat or kill him in public.
At this moment, Lin Pingzhi's voice suddenly came from the forest.
"Who?..."
There were only three words in the cold shout, but by the time the three words were shouted, the location of Lin Pingzhi's voice had already moved from a hundred meters away to more than ten meters away.
At this moment, a figure suddenly emerged from the forest like a ghost shadow and appeared in front of Ling Tian in the blink of an eye.
This is a middle-aged man with a fair face and no beard.
"Sunflower Collection, hehe..."
The middle-aged man came to Ling Tian and uttered six words. He floated away with a sinister and evil voice like a ghost crawling out of the underworld, and the sharp edge of the sky swept towards Ling Tian.
It was the burst of Sunflower's inner strength, but the middle-aged man used a dagger.
Daggers are different from other weapons. The use of daggers is usually for assassination, and this middle-aged man is obviously a master of assassination. Every arc and angle of attack of the dagger are weird and inexplicable, making it difficult to guard against.
A trace of doubt flashed in Ling Tian's eyes, there are actually people in this world who know the Sunflower Book.
However, doubts were doubts, but Ling Tian's movements were not slow at all. His long sword moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he had blocked all the attacks from the attackers.
Although the kung fu on the dagger of this guy who suddenly appeared is even better than Ling Tian's evil-fighting swordsmanship, Sunflower Internal Kung Fu is not great and is much inferior to Ling Tian. Therefore, Ling Tian can handle it just fine.
easy.
The two of them had exchanged thirty or fifty moves in the blink of an eye, and the explosive speed of Sunflower's internal energy was maximized by the two of them.
After thirty or fifty moves, the middle-aged man suddenly swept away, grabbed Yue Buqun and rushed towards the river. In the blink of an eye, the two of them got into the rolling river water together.
"Brother..."
At this time, Lin Pingzhi emerged from the woods.
"After I return, I will add an hour of practice time every day..."
After glancing at Lin Pingzhi who wanted to ask something, Ling Tian calmly interrupted all his next words.
Ling Tian had some vague guesses about the middle-aged man's background. Lin Zhenyuan had already taken refuge with Prince Ning. As one of the largest vassal kings, Prince Ning had eunuchs in the palace.
That middle-aged man had a pale face and no beard, and he was using the Sunflower Book. Nine times out of ten, he was a eunuch.
Lin Zhenyuan, Ning Wang, Yue Buqun, Sunflower Collection...
The smile spread from the corners of Ling Tian's mouth. He believed that there would be many opportunities for him to gain fame in the future. This was why he easily let the middle-aged man leave with Yue Buqun just now.
In fact, Ling Tian's guess was not wrong. When he took Lin Pingzhi back to the city, not far away, downstream of the river, Yue Buqun, who had just climbed ashore, had already seen Lin Zhenyuan.
