Volume 1: The Rise of the Sword Lingchen, Chapter 134: This Love Is Hard to Hidden in a Dream

Style: Heros Author: Qingyi XiaoranWords: 3358Update Time: 24/01/11 11:07:47
The word says: "

The word love and wealth can kill one's life, but the true heart can cause anger and hurt. Even if it is quiet, it is like madness, thinking about it day and night.

There are so many clouds and smoke passing by, how can I hide in my sleep? After all, fate did not come together, and this hatred will never be forgotten. "

At the foot of Tianxuan Peak, Ye Ling stepped out and immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him.

Ye Ling turned a blind eye. From now on, he will no longer have anything to do with Wentian Sect. Although grievances and grievances between right and wrong cannot be written off in one stroke, it is nothing more than sailing against the current, making progress but never retreating!



At the foot of Taixu Peak, Wu Qing has been worried about Ye Ling, looking towards the direction of Tianxuan Peak.

Many passing disciples glared at the two men and said harsh words to each other. Wu Qing became more and more worried and wanted to greet them immediately.

Not long after, seeing Ye Ling coming quickly with his feet and body skills, Wu Qing said happily: "Second brother!"

When Ye Ling came close, Bai Wuyu asked: "Why are you back so soon? What's the important matter?"

Ye Ling smiled slightly and said: "From now on, I am just a disciple of Master, not a person in Wentian. In the main hall just now, in front of Taoist Bafeng, I have expelled myself from the sect and will never return!"

"Why?"

Wu Qing and Bai Wuyu looked shocked and asked hurriedly. Ye Ling had no choice but to tell all the causes and consequences.

Wu Qing then said angrily: "Second brother did the right thing. Why do we miss this sect? I left with my second brother and never came back!"

Bai Wuyu lowered his head and said nothing. He was originally an ordinary monster, but he was saved by Chen Yan and survived to this day. He felt a sense of belonging to Wentian Sect, so he was in a dilemma, not knowing what to say.

Ye Ling saw Bai Wuyu's thoughts and smiled: "Don't worry, Xiaobai, we just expelled the sect on our own, but we are still master's disciples, and you will always be our good junior brother!"

"That's right!" Wu Qing said with a smile: "Eldest brother said that people in this world are hard to distinguish between good and bad, so they cannot be generalized. Only after a long time can the true colors be revealed and the intimacy shown. Xiaobai, you will always be the second brother and me. Relatives!"

After hearing this, Bai Wuyu's mood eased slightly. But what happened now is still hard to let go.

As dusk approached, Ye Ling and Wu Qing returned to Taixu Garden, only to see their master Chen Yan sitting in front of the wooden house, drinking alone.

"Master!"

Ye Ling and Wu Qing stepped forward and knelt down, speaking respectfully.

Chen Yan waved his hand, motioning for the two of them to sit down, and then said, "How is Xiaobai?"

"It's not very good," Ye Ling shook his head and sighed: "Although Xiaobai usually looks optimistic and cheerful, he is actually very thoughtful and can always notice the subtleties. Master treated him like this, which almost broke Xiaobai's heart."

Chen Yan nodded and just drank.

Wu Qing said anxiously: "Master, Xiaobai is kind-hearted and respects the master very much, but why doesn't the master like him?"

"Your master is not targeting Xiaobai," Chen Yan said, "It's because the old man hates the demon clan deeply to his bones!"

"Why is this?"

"That was all back then," Chen Yan sighed and said slowly, "I also heard what the elders of the sect said about your master's youth..."



Looking back thousands of years, in the blink of an eye...

"It's too late, wake up, don't sleep anymore, the sun is shining on your butt!"

The ancient forest is green and the sky is bright. On top of a sky-supporting spiritual root, a woman was vigorously shaking the sleeping young man.

This woman: "She is as beautiful as jade, with a pair of bright eyes and a lively and pure nature. She is just like an elf coming out of a deep valley and a fairy falling into the dust."

Under the tree, there was also a monk in blue clothes standing: "His hair is like ink, his eyebrows are raised, he is handsome and elegant, and his clothes are swaying. He looks like a gentleman, but he is neither Confucian nor Taoist, but he is a monster."

The monk in blue shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "Linglong, even if you break his arm, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to wake up!"

Linglong pouted, but she didn't believe this evil. She shook the young man's arm vigorously, then leaned into his ear and shouted loudly: "Get up! Get up! Come on!!!"

The monk in blue shrugged, sat cross-legged under the tree, and took out a wine jar from somewhere. When you open it, the aroma of wine overflows and gradually floats into the sky.

"It's really a good wine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the young man who was sleeping soundly on the tree. He sat up in excitement and sniffed with his nose: "Good wine? Where? Where is it?"

Another look at the young man: "Youthful appearance, as if in the world; a silly smile on the corner of the mouth, a bit naive in mind; he was born to sleep on his bones and pursue light dreams, and if he is not a great person, he will not be an immortal."

This young man was the Taoist Taoist Cui Chi thousands of years ago. He worshiped at Taixu Peak and was honored by his master with the title of Taoism. The woman next to her is Linglong, and under the tree is the monk Zhang Jian in blue. The three of them met by chance and came together to travel around the world together, which was a natural pleasure.

Smelling the mellow aroma of the wine, the Taoist climbed out of the branch in a hurry. Linglong had no time to stop her, so she had to watch him fall to the ground, screaming in agony.

Linglong shook her head helplessly and said: "Drunkards and drunkards will one day become ghosts because of alcohol!"

After patting the dust on his body, the Taoist hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the wine jar from Zhang Jian's hand. After taking a big gulp, he smiled and said, "Come on!"

Zhang Jian smiled and said to Linglong: "My method works!"

Linglong stood up and landed on the ground, looking at Taoist Wandering who was drinking like crazy, but there was a little more brilliance in his eyes.

The Taoist who wasted his time only cared about drinking and not caring about anything else. Even though he traveled with Linglong for a long time, he still didn't see the girl's heart half clearly.

But on the side, Zhang Jian was jealous, clenching his fists tightly and unable to let go for a long time.

Time goes by, years pass by, people are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless? Even though it was a solid piece of hardwood, Taoist Taoist Master Linglong understood Linglong's feelings at this moment.

The two of them had a tacit understanding, but they just suffered a lot from Zhang Jian, who was traveling with them. Unfortunately, their hearts yearned for the bright moon, but the moon could not help but shine in the ditch.

One night, the three of them traveled to the south of the Eastern Region and found a place to stay in a remote town.

At night, the Milky Way hangs high, the wind is clear and the moon is bright. Linglong and Linglong held hands and walked in the atrium. They were a match made in heaven and earth, a couple of gods and gods.

Zhang Jian saw this and felt pain in his heart. He drank heavily and ran towards the green wilderness as if running away, sitting on a mountain peak.

"Linglong, how am I inferior to that piece of rotten wood?"

The cold night wind can hardly wake up an infatuated person.

Not long after, a laugh came from behind Zhang Jian: "I was born as a monster, but I associate with the human race. Why is it like this?"

Zhang Jian's drunken eyes were hazy. He turned around and saw three people behind him. They were all middle-aged, but they were fellow demons like him.

Zhang Jian looked at it, then turned back and said, "Do you want to take care of it? Get out of here and don't disturb me while I drink!"

One of the people in the middle stepped forward with a smile and said, "How about we make a deal? You help me get rid of the waste, and we will help you get that woman named Linglong!"

Zhang Jian was stunned when he heard this, but his mind was full of Linglong's smile: "Linglong...Linglong..."



In the early morning of the next day, when Zai Chi and Ling Long were preparing to leave, they realized that Zhang Jian was missing and was nowhere to be found.

Just when the two of them were about to go out to search, Zhang Jian suddenly returned. He only said that he would get up early and go to the forest to practice breathing, so that the two of them did not suspect anything.

The three of them continued to go south, wanting to see the world of the demon clan in the southern region. Halfway through the journey, hundreds of demon clans suddenly came and surrounded them, making it impossible for the three of them to escape.

The first three were the same people who met Zhang Jian that night. The one in the middle looked at Wei Zai and said coldly: "Your master has hurt my people, and you must seek justice today!"

Although he didn't know why, he hurriedly shouted to Linglong: "Linglong, let's go!" As soon as he finished speaking, several monsters surrounded him and started fighting.

Linglong naturally didn't want to leave at this critical moment: "No, I won't leave, I want to die with you!"

"Go quickly!"

Zhang Jian was worried and hurriedly came to Linglong and shouted: "You are not very good at cultivation. If you stay here, you will be distracted! I will ensure that you break out of the siege and come back to help him!"

After saying this, Zhang Jian picked up Linglong and rushed out. The demon clan around them put up a little resistance and released the two of them.

After walking a long way, Zhang Jian let go of Linglong and said to her: "Just wait here, I'll go and rescue Wanchi!"

Linglong nodded and enjoined: "You must rescue Wu Chi, I can't live without him!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jian's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, then returned to normal, and responded: "Don't worry!"

On this side, Taoist Taoist Lai Zai's clothes were torn, his mouth was bleeding, and he was already injured.

Although these monsters were not strong in strength, they were more powerful in numbers. Even though they were killed in a row, they were still difficult for him to resist.

The demon clan is not feeling well either. They originally wanted to take revenge, but instead suffered more casualties. If they had not revealed their cards, they might have failed to escape at this moment.

The leading demon monk said: "As expected, he is the disciple of that evil man, he is quite difficult to deal with!"

It was a waste of time, Master Mingdao, Zhenren had better travel around the world and be away from the sect for a long time. While walking in the world, he attracted enemies and enemies, and actually harmed his own disciples.

Wei Zai's body was full of energy and he said in a cold voice: "You are disrespectful to my master, I will definitely not let you monsters go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure rushing over, shouting loudly: "It's too late, I'm here to help you!"

Knowing that it was Zhang Jian, he smiled slightly and said, "You have come back at the right time. Kill these monsters with me!"

There was a sneer on Zhang Jian's face, and as he passed through the road that the demon clan had deliberately moved out of the way, an astonishing amount of Tao power gathered in his palm. Taking advantage of Tai Chi's unpreparedness, he struck out with a palm, with a rolling Tao Yun, hitting Tai Chi in the back.

If you waste time trusting Zhang Jian, there will be no defense. Therefore, under this palm, the five internal organs were shaken, the meridians were cracked, and he almost died.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jian raised his eyebrows and took another palm. This palm was even more powerful, knocking Wu Chi into the void and hitting the ground. His life or death was unknown.

"Pa bang bang -"

The leading demon monk struck each other with his palms and said with a smile: "After all, it's my fellow demon clan who makes extraordinary moves!"

Zhang Jian glanced at the waste on the ground and said coldly: "He is handed over to you, and we will have nothing to do with him from now on!"

After saying that, Zhang Jian stood up and left to find Linglong.

The demon monk looked at Zhang Jian's back and smiled slightly: "Indeed, there is nothing to do with it anymore!"

On the ground, Taoist Wei Zai had the last breath left and slowly turned over, feeling extremely sad in his heart: "Why... why..."

"The word "love" can kill people!" The demon monk came closer and said with a smile: "But the one waiting for him will be the same as you!"

"What do you mean……"

The demon monk laughed heartily and happily: "It means that you three will meet again in the underworld soon!"

"exquisite……"



On Tianxuan Peak, Gu Ningyuan was extremely sad when he heard Zhang Huaigu talking about this past incident, and asked again: "What happened next?"

Zhang Huaigu sighed and said, "I don't know very well. I just know that Mr. Wasted Time had some means to save his life. He escaped from this disaster and returned to Wentian Sect. After recovering from his injuries, he went down the mountain for the second time to look for Linglong and Zhang Jian. There are those monster clans."

"When he came down from the mountain, Master Wu Zai still looked young, but after a few years, after returning to the sect, Master Wu Zai was already an old man with a gray beard. Frustrated, he fell into sleep. After thousands of years, only in Flying in the air in a dream is still the case to this day.”

Gu Ningyuan nodded and said: "Could it be that... those two people were killed by the demon clan and died?"

"I don't know what happened," Zhang Huaigu shook his head and said, "I just heard that when Master Wu wasted time to go down the mountain for the second time, that group of monsters had been wiped out, but the great hatred was not avenged by him himself. I probably have regrets!"