Liu Feng was startled and shouted: "Junior brothers, stop it!"
The disciples of the Sword Hall stopped one after another and looked at Cheng Ling cautiously. If they snatched his spiritual stone or even injured him, the sect and the teachers would not take it seriously. If Cheng Ling died, the matter would become a big deal and he would never be able to escape the sect's severe punishment.
What's more, there is Xuan Lingzi. He doesn't have many years left to live, but on the other hand, he is even less afraid of death. Anyway, he only has a few years left to live. You have forced my disciple to death. I will drag you to be buried with you.
When Liu Feng saw that all the junior brothers had stopped, he quickly said: "Cheng Ling, you are really powerful, don't be impulsive, we won't steal your spiritual stone!"
Cheng Ling sneered and said, "Now I know I'm afraid. I will remember what happened today and one day I will make you pay the price!"
Liu Feng was secretly angry. If it weren't for Xuan Lingzi, I would have killed you!
Cheng Ling helped Su Rui up, and with the sword in his hand still attached to his throat, he turned and walked towards the sect.
Liu Feng shouted: "Wait!"
Cheng Ling turned around, tightened the sword in his hand on his neck, and a wisp of blood flowed out, and said calmly: "Why, Senior Brother Liu still wants to keep me waiting?"
Liu Feng hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Don't get excited, you can leave, but you have to return the sword to me!"
"Consider this sword as your compensation! Don't come here, I won't be able to control it if I use more force!" Cheng Ling raised his hand a little more, and more blood flowed out, and the white Confucian shirt It was also gradually dyed red!
Liu Feng secretly resented that he had spent twenty low-grade spiritual stones to buy this sword, and now that it had been robbed by Cheng Ling, it was really a waste of money.
But looking at his posture, it was obvious that he was cruel to himself, and he was also afraid of himself. His lips moved several times, but he was finally speechless.
When Cheng Ling saw that he stopped talking, he pulled Su Rui and turned around to walk towards the sect!
At this time, Chen Jie said: "Senior Brother Cheng is really powerful. He suppressed the sword hall with one person. I really admire him. The sword is dangerous to put around your neck. Why don't you let your junior brother keep it for you?"
He knew that these things today would definitely reach Xuan Lingzi's ears. Although Xuan Lingzi no longer holds real power, it is still inappropriate, so he wants to deceive the sword in his hand and let the people of the sword hall swarm him, and then he will take advantage of the chaos and kill Cheng Ling!
Cheng Ling glanced at him coldly, knowing what he was thinking, and said calmly: "No need, I won't tell the master what happened today, don't worry!"
Now is not the time to settle accounts with Chen Jie. Only when you return to the Taoist temple will you be safe! After saying that, he pulled Su Rui straight away, and the two of them staggered towards the sect!
Both of them were seriously injured and walked very slowly, but Cheng Ling still did not put down the sword on his neck. Liu Feng and Chen Jie did not dare to act rashly, so they had to watch them leave!
Two hours later, they returned to Su Rui's residence. Cheng Ling told him a few words, telling him to be careful with Chen Jie and others, and then left and returned to the Taoist temple.
After returning to the private room, Cheng Ling fell on the bed and gasped for air. He was injured more seriously than Su Rui. He gritted his teeth and persevered all the way. He didn't really relax until he got to the side room.
I swore secretly in my heart: Liu Feng, Chen Jie, you wait for me, I will practice harder in the future, and I will repay the shame of today tenfold! Rise up, I must rise up! In a daze, he fell into a deep sleep.
But he didn't know that a trace of white smoke came out from the gown on his chest, and it slowly dissipated after a long time!
I don't know how long it took, but a white figure suddenly appeared in his mind. The figure was like a dream, and his appearance could not be seen clearly, and it seemed to be transparent.
I saw him sitting cross-legged, and a red spot instantly appeared on his transparent body. The red spot started from the Zhongfu point under the collarbone, passed through Yunmen, Tianfu, Xiabai, Chize, etc., and finally came to Thumb Shaoshang. After that, Shaoshang is transferred to the index finger, all the way through Shangyang, Erjian, Sanjian, Hegu, etc., and finally reaches the Yingxiang point under the nose.
At this point, the red dot demonstrated the directions of the Taiyin Lung Meridian of the Hand and the Large Intestine Meridian of the Hand Yangming, and then gradually disappeared together with the figure!
It wasn't until the second day that the slanting sunlight woke Cheng Ling up from the heat. He moved his body and felt severe pain all over his body. He hated Liu Feng and others even more. Looking at the blood stains on the white shirt on his chest, he wanted to clean it quickly to avoid being discovered by the master.
He took off his coat and was about to take out the books on his chest. Unexpectedly, a golden page fell from his arms with a "ding" sound. He was very curious, why did he have this page on his body?
Pick it up quickly and observe it carefully. I saw that the book pages were the same size as other books, golden in color, and about three millimeters thick. It was very light in my hand, and after touching it a few times, it looked like it was made of gold. There are still some blood stains and torn paper on the pages.
Cheng Ling thought about it carefully and suddenly remembered that the torn papers were from the thickest book he bought. Because when I was looking through it, I discovered that the paper seemed different from other book papers. The color was much darker, as if it took too long to make!
He hurriedly took out all the books in his arms and spread them out one by one, but found that the thickest book was missing. Then he opened his inner clothes and found a few pieces of bloody paper on it!
He secretly wondered, could it be that when the book was soaked in his own blood, it turned into this golden page? Then this page must be a treasure. Could the illusory figure he saw in his sleep be related to this golden page?
He decided to test it, but no matter whether he put it in the sun, soaked it in water, or even endured the pain and dripped blood again, the golden page showed no response. Obviously these methods were wrong. Did it have to be done while sleeping?
But now he had just woken up, and with the severe pain all over his body and the sticky blood all over his body, he was very uncomfortable, so he couldn't sleep. He carefully hid the pages under the bed, thought for a while, then took them out and put them in his arms. He intuitively felt that the pages must be close to the body to be effective.
He hid the pages, put all the books he bought on the bed, and got another set of clothes. He just left the wing and went to another room to shower and change clothes.
There were many wing rooms in this Taoist temple, but only the master and his apprentice lived there. Sometimes Xuan Lingzi would leave for a few days. The entire Taoist temple could be said to be Cheng Ling's private property. Therefore, he renovated several rooms in the Taoist temple and used them as kitchens, bathrooms, and toilets.
The weather was hot now, and there was a large pool in the bathroom. Cheng Ling soaked in the pool and took a long breath of comfort. Yesterday I was so useless. I can only blame myself for being too lazy on weekdays. It has been half a year since I reached the first level of Qi Refining.
The master also urged himself many times to improve his cultivation as soon as possible. In another year, the Wuxiang Sword Sect will hold a competition for new disciples. As the first disciple of the formation hall, Xuan Lingzi really didn't want Cheng Ling to fail the preliminary round.
But there is no choice, that kid is not good enough, the old man said, if it doesn't work, just knock him out on the day of the competition, think that he has gone crazy, and give up participating in the competition.
Thinking about his master's tolerance and sincere teachings to him over the past six months, Cheng Ling felt a rare sense of guilt, coupled with what happened yesterday. He made up his mind again to practice seriously starting from tomorrow, work hard to improve his cultivation, and save some face for Xuan Lingzi!
In the side room on the other side, Xuan Lingzi sat cross-legged on a futon. In fact, he had known for a long time that Cheng Ling had been wronged, and he thought that he would come to cry and ask for justice yesterday. Who would have thought that this boy's bones would be so hard, and he has not been seen to this day.
He was secretly worried, wouldn't he be beaten to the point of losing confidence? It’s better to go and see it quickly! With a sweep of his consciousness, he found Cheng Ling in the bathroom. He came to the bathroom and looked at Cheng Ling quietly.
There is a formation arranged by Xuan Lingzi outside the Taoist temple. According to the old man, in the entire Wuxiang Sword Sect, no one who can break this formation has been born yet. Without his permission, no ants can come in.
Cheng Ling trusted the old man's professionalism so much that he left the door open while taking a bath. Anyway, one old and one young, they all look the same, whether you like it or not! Not long after, he felt something. He turned around and saw Xuan Lingzi standing at the door looking at him!
Cheng Ling was very dissatisfied and said, "Master, I'm just taking a bath. There's no need to take it so seriously, right?"
"How's the injury?" Xuan Lingzi asked calmly without comment!
"I just shed a little blood. According to medical evidence, regular blood donation can promote the body's metabolism. Just think of it as me getting fresh blood!"
Xuan Lingzi secretly praised in his heart that although this guy is lazy, he has the guts to not complain to his teacher. It sounds like an understatement, but seeing the bruises on his body and the scars on his neck, it is really commendable that his young body can endure this!
Nowadays, it is common for him to see Cheng Ling pop up some fresh words from time to time, so he nodded and said: "In that case, I will go back as a teacher. If you have any questions, you can come to me!"
"Master, wait a minute. Is there any healing elixir or potion that can help me recover as soon as possible? I want to start practicing concentrating on it tomorrow!" Cheng Ling hurriedly stopped him and said.
Xuan Lingzi's eyes lit up, he said "Okay!" and disappeared.
A quarter of an hour later, he turned around, sprinkled some medicinal powder into the pool water, and gave Cheng Ling a bottle of elixir. With a slap of his right hand, the water in the pool began to gradually heat up. In just one cup of tea, steam began to rise from the entire pool.
Cheng Ling only felt that the blood circulation in his body was accelerating and he was sweating continuously. Within a while, the pain in his body was greatly reduced.
"Concentrate and calm down, run your skills, and speed up the healing!" Xuan Lingzi's voice came.
Cheng Ling hurriedly closed his eyes and began to move around the world. It didn't take long for the spiritual energy being transported in his veins to move faster and faster, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth slowly gathered towards this side.
The scars on his body are slowly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, until they are no different from the original skin color!
Two hours later, he recovered completely. He quickly stood up from the pool, bowed to Xuan Lingzi and said, "Thank you so much, master. Please ask master to guide your disciples in their cultivation tomorrow morning!"
