The weather is clear and clear, and even if there is no happy event, you can still have a good mood. From then on, Zhang Ling will drive a carriage around Jinyu City every morning, pick up Ren Pingsheng, and the two of them will go to Luoxia Cave. After the car, Ren Pingsheng showed his silver medal to Tang Yong and went in first. Neither Zhang Ling nor Song Linjie took the thing. And because Lu Qingci kept the money tightly, Tang Yong really couldn't get it out, so he had to find it. This is an opportunity to discuss with Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling walked into the cave slowly. After noticing the approaching breath, he leaned back. The internal energy wandered in his body and gathered on his left fist. He punched him sideways. When it came into contact with his chest, he suddenly felt strong again. With a little less strength, it only forced him to take a few steps back.
Zhang Ling continued to walk inside, and Tang Yong followed immediately and said with a smile: "The aura is obvious, Zhang Ling, you are going to be promoted to the third rank!"
Zhang Ling said calmly: "Don't interfere with my affairs. There are only a few days until the academy exams, and you are still hanging around here."
Tang Yong said helplessly: "What can I do? There are not many people in Luoxia Cave who are good at it, and practicing alone is really boring. I recently learned a move called Tiger Capturing Fist. Do you want to try it?"
Zhang Ling left him alone and walked quickly towards the library, leaving only one sentence: "It's really okay. Just like Song Linjie, go find a fight with the disciples of the famous family. Don't hang around like a fly in front of me for a day."
Entering the library, Zhang Ling did not go to the martial arts area, but walked to the bookshelf of literature and history books. During these days, Zhang Ling, in addition to practicing looking in the mirror and observing the mind to nourish his inner strength, also sought insights from other weapons, and borrowed them. According to the current progress of this breakthrough swordsmanship, he will definitely be able to break through the third level before the academy exam. In his spare time, Zhang Ling went here to check the previous literature and history. From the beginning of the Light and Shadow Empire five hundred years ago, the Light and Shadow Emperor unified the Central Plains and established a sect. Dispersed from this, this person became the first person in martial arts in the past five hundred years, the first human immortal to reach the realm of heaven and man, and the four realms of martial arts were divided by this person, opening a new chapter in martial arts, trampling the entire world. Under his feet, he holds the power of life and death, expelling the barbarians within the territory, and no one is seen within the grassland for thousands of miles. He achieves an unprecedented prosperous dynasty, crowns the first man in the ages with his blood, and then implements tyranny, bloody massacres, and the mourning of the world. The Central Plains is like a purgatory on earth. Therefore, the princes fought together to destroy the light and shadow. The world was divided into seven. Each of the seven princes became kings and made a covenant of no disputes for a hundred years. They recuperated and continued to this day. The grand scene reappeared and the ambitious ones were still alive.
Zhang Ling looked at the various crimes against this eternal emperor in the history books, as well as the undeniable countless feats, and couldn't help but sigh. After all, such characters cannot stay in the world for a long time, and their history cannot be trusted.
Zhang Ling put the history books back, walked around several corner shelves, and saw a row of old documents. Each one was covered with a thick layer of dust because no one was reading it, and even the servants who were cleaning were too lazy to do it. After cleaning up, Zhang Ling found Ren Pingsheng's book here before. In his opinion, the books here are worth thousands of gold compared to those outside. Zhang Ling took out a book at random. The title of the book is Sleeping. Zhang Ling smiled and said, The books here are truly different.
Turning the first page, it embodies the unity of nature and man, tranquility and emptiness, selflessness, perseverance born of dreams, silicon falling into the waves, and sinking...
Zhang Ling's body gradually became heavier for some unknown reason. He was originally holding it with one hand and supported it with both hands. It was like a huge boulder in his hand, and his eyes were like needles hanging from stone bricks. He was unable to move and could only rely on perseverance to support him.
what happened?
Zhang Ling forcibly turned to the next page. Finally, his body could no longer hold up and he fell to the ground. The book in his hand fell to the ground and he turned to the last page. There was only the word "Sleep".
Zhang Ling kept struggling in his heart, and his eyes were always dark. After waiting for a long time, his strength returned to him. His eyes opened suddenly, and the dazzling light shone in his eyes, which he couldn't help but use his hands to cover.
There was yellow sand all around and the sky was clear, but I still felt a chilling atmosphere.
Zhang Ling moved his hands and feet and felt clearly. From Luoxia Cave to here in an instant, Zhang Ling clearly remembered that he had experienced such a situation when he was in Luochuan County. It seemed like a dream but not a dream.
Suddenly, the yellow sand was blown by the wind, and a black dot in the distance gradually appeared as a figure, walking slowly towards this side.
The young man was holding a long spear and dressed in plain clothes. Under the sky full of yellow sand, he looked even more heroic. He said, "You are here."
Zhang Ling went straight to the topic and said: "What is the test this time?"
The young man sat down cross-legged, placed the spear across his knees, and asked with bright eyes, "Don't worry, I want to ask, have you found the answer you want?"
Zhang Ling shook his head, also sat quietly on the yellow sand, and said sincerely: "My heart seems to be shrouded in mist, and there is a layer of shackles. That feeling is very depressing, but it also allows me to be calm and calm at all times. I I know why it was born, but I have no other way to go. In desperation, I forced my heart to become like this. Although I don't have that kind of trouble now, I don't want to go to that key now. "
The young man said calmly: "This kind of complicated heart can indeed help you avoid many disasters, but with the heart of a counselor, you will never be able to set foot in martial arts."
Zhang Ling smiled calmly: "What can I do? After seeing everything, who is willing to be a fool."
The young man asked, "Are you sure you really see yourself clearly?"
When he mentioned the word "people", he deliberately emphasized his tone. Zhang Ling chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter, at least I don't have time to care about that right now."
The young man sneered: "Actually, you also know the answer, but you are avoiding it."
Zhang Ling rarely felt angry, but he quickly suppressed his anger and said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, what is the test this time?"
The young man stood up and swung the spear in an arc. He held the spear halfway under his arm and pointed the tip of the spear at Zhang Ling. Under the rising sun, it shone brightly and he said loudly: "It's very simple, kill me."
Zhang Ling also stood up, took off his dagger, and rushed out with his sword drawn in an instant. He knew that the spear needed a certain amount of space to accumulate power before it could exert its power. The opponent couldn't use it at such a close range.
The young man raised the spear upwards and slid out with the force of Zhang Ling's sword, leaving a straight line. The spear rotated half a circle on his arm and then the tip of the spear touched the ground backwards, instantly stabilizing his body.
The spear slid out of a slight arc on the sand, and the tip of the spear turned to stand on one side. The young man dragged the spear and ran towards Zhang Ling quickly. The spear scratched on the ground, making a rustling sound, and the long line on the yellow sand was gradually stretched. , when he was five feet away from Zhang Ling, the spear was lifted and slashed towards Zhang Ling's side.
Zhang Ling resisted with his side sword, and it was as if he was hit by a huge boulder. It flew away directly. After he could take advantage of the situation, he ejected the taut spear. It was enough to reduce the force by ten points, exert one point of force, and store three points. force, causing five points of damage.
After practicing with a variety of weapons, Zhang Ling knew the strengths and weaknesses of the spear very well. As long as the opponent's martial arts skills were not far superior to his own, he would have room to use them. It would be okay to defeat the strong with the weak.
When the young man drew his gun again, Zhang Ling began to run in the opposite direction. With the person holding the gun as the center of the circle, the maximum power of the spear could be within a circle. If you are too close, you will not be able to fully exert the power of the gun. If you are too far, It will start to gradually reduce the power of the gun.
After he put away his gun, Zhang Ling stabbed out with his backhand. Relying on his advantage in basic light skills, Zhang Ling chased me and ran away from him.
