After telling Lu Huaiyuan to practice hard, Ling Xiaoyun placed Wu Xiu properly and walked towards the top of the mountain alone.
A while ago, although he was traveling with Wu Xiu, he had heard about Cao Qiong's trip to Qingyang City. Because of this, Ling Xiaoyun understood that after the battle with Kongshan Monk, Cao Qiong would inevitably die. He suffered considerable injuries and was worried about Cao Qiong's safety, so he rushed back to Sword God Mountain.
When they arrived at Cao Qiong's residence, Cao Qiong, who had been in seclusion in the Jianzhong to heal his wounds, was already waiting outside the door. When he saw Ling Xiaoyun, he smiled bitterly: "It seems that you know everything."
Ling Xiaoyun nodded: "It is already known to everyone that Senior killed the Heavenly Man with his sword in Qingyang City and defeated Kong Shan. But what I am curious about is how Senior managed to escape unscathed?"
Cao Qiong smiled bitterly and said: "Perhaps God is still unwilling to accept me. In the thin line between life and death, I understood the secret of the heavenly realm and broke through the shackles in one fell swoop. In addition, Feng Jingquan did not use the two large formations out of long-term considerations. Although the empty mountain cultivation level Gao, his ability to take beatings is first-class, but his ability to hurt others is a bit unsatisfactory. After I broke his Vajra Invincibility, no one dared to fight with me again, and with the power of my last sword, it was impossible Cao boasted that even the world would change his mind. If Feng Jingquan's head was accidentally chopped off by me, no one would be able to bear the crime, so he was lucky enough to escape."
Ling Xiaoyun sighed: "Seniors are getting stronger and stronger, and even the juniors are ashamed of this mirror-breaking speed. It is true that it is as rumored in the world, under the same circumstances, no one can surpass the killing power of a swordsman. "
Cao Qiong laughed at himself and sighed: "That's it, so what can I do? After this battle, I have lost most of my cultivation, and I don't have a few more years to live. I wish I could earn the title of Sword God in my whole life, The last battle in this life ended successfully, and I successfully became the number one in the world. What a great life I have had! Now I have no intention of fighting anymore. I only think about being able to live a happy life on Sword God Mountain in the last few years. Mr. Lu has been trained to become a talented person.”
Ling Xiaoyun heard the dejection in Cao Qiong's tone, but didn't know how to explain it, so he said, "Then Ling will stay on the Sword God Mountain so that we can take care of each other."
Cao Qiong couldn't resist his kindness and nodded: "I thank you very much. If you are willing to stay in the mountain, Mr. Lu will be very happy. If you have other important matters in the future, you can leave on your own. Although my cultivation is not as good as before, as long as I am still on this Sword God Mountain, there are only a handful of people in the world who can hurt me. It just so happens that among these people, except Kongshan Monk, the others are more or less as good as me. I have some friendship with you, so you can rest assured."
After hearing this, Ling Xiaoyun finally felt relieved and couldn't help but joked: "Having said that, I still have to thank my seniors. After this battle, I have become the biggest profiteer. The gap between me and Kongshan is very small. If I have the opportunity to compete, Compete for the number one spot in the world.”
Cao Qiong kindly reminded: "Your Excellency, you must be careful. After I entered the Heavenly Immortal Realm that day, I noticed that there was a majestic energy hidden deeply in Qingyang City. This person's cultivation level is so high that he may not be under the empty mountain. This Perhaps this is Feng Jingquan’s real trump card. Besides, in today’s world, there is Sikong Li who cannot be underestimated.”
Hearing this, Ling Xiaoyun frowned, thoughtfully.
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But on the other side, Lu Huaiyuan was squatting on the ground, holding a handful of pine needles in his hand, thinking hard. I pinched a pine needle, tried to pour my inner strength into it, and pierced it hard against the ground, but the pine needle broke. I tried several times with different angles and strengths, and finally found the trick, and I was able to forcefully insert the pine needle. The land is beautiful, but it is far different from the second master. After all, it is much easier for Lu Huaiyuan to hold the pine needles than to pop them out with Ling Xiaoyun's fingers.
Lu Huaiyuan held his chin in his hands and thought seriously. Now, in terms of his internal strength, although he cannot shoot pine needles into the bluestone as easily as Ling Xiaoyun, it is enough to shoot into the ground. However, after trying several times in succession, either his internal strength is not enough, The pine needles were bounced away, or the force was too strong, and the pine needles broke, leaving only a shallow mark on the ground. In the final analysis, it was because Lu Huaiyuan didn't know how to use his inner strength and couldn't do whatever he wanted like Ling Xiaoyun.
At this time, a group of children on the mountain were chasing each other and getting together to play and play. When the little boy in the lead saw Lu Huaiyuan, he said happily: "Brother Yuan, the persimmons at the foot of the mountain are ripe and have attracted a group of magpies. Let's make an appointment to go bird hunting together. Do you want to join us?" He raised the slingshot in his hand, Eyes full of anticipation.
Lu Huaiyuan was about to refuse, but suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and hurriedly got up, snatched the slingshot from the little boy's hand, and held it in his hand for a closer look. The boy's parents are villagers who settled on Jianshen Mountain. The boy's surname is Yan, and his last name is Yong. He is the only son in the family. He has been doted on by his family since he was a child. Now that Lu Huaiyuan has snatched his beloved slingshot away, he is already on the verge of tears. , but Lu Huaiyuan was famous for being arrogant in the mountains, and his master Cao Qiong had a very high level of cultivation and was the swordsman of the world. The other children would not dare to provoke him easily. Yan Yong could only hold back his tears. He was afraid of being beaten up by Lu Huaiyuan.
Lu Huaiyuan stared at the slingshot and thought to himself: These stones are like pine needles, the slingshot is like my fingers, and the rubber bands are like internal force. When he thought of this, Lu Huaiyuan suddenly realized that shooting pine needles was essentially the same as shooting a slingshot! Then he pinched a pine needle, flicked it with his finger, and shot it into the ground more than an inch. Lu Huaiyuan was overjoyed, stuffed the slingshot back into Yan Yong's arms, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyong, thank you very much! I won't be free today. I will accompany you when I have the opportunity next time."
Yan Yong and other children were all shocked by Lu Huaiyuan's hand just now, with their mouths wide open and speechless. Although these children are young, they have grown up on the Sword God Mountain since they were born. Under the influence of their parents and elders, they certainly know that there is an unparalleled Sword God living on the mountain. Most of these children have been practicing martial arts since childhood. After strengthening his body, he can naturally understand the power of Lu Huaiyuan's move just now.
Lu Huaiyuan saw that Yan Yong didn't answer, so he jumped up and slapped him on the head, laughing and scolding: "Why are you stupid? Come on, come on, don't delay my practice!" Yan Yong then came to his senses and called on his friends to continue. Run down the mountain.
