Cheng Ling thought for a moment and said: "If according to your speculation, Liu Ming will escape Luoye City, then he will definitely tell the city lord's palace to be careful of the Chen family. In this way, the conflict between the two families can be exploited."
Xi Yan said: "Yes, I think so too. Chen Haoran has always been worried about the City Lord's Palace. In the past, he cared about Liu Ming. Now that Liu Ming is gone, he will definitely compete with the City Lord's Palace for the interests of Luoye City."
Cheng Ling agreed and said, "Then let's give them some time to fight. Let's not go back to Luoye City yet. I want to go back to Wuxiang Sword Sect."
"Brother Ling, won't you take me there?"
"You wait here for now. There is a Litian Pill here and a few spiritual fruits. It will be very helpful to your cultivation. You should be able to upgrade to the Golden Pill in a short time. You said you peeked at Yunyin Do you remember the secret book of swordsmanship?"
"I remember! But I haven't practiced it. This swordsmanship can only be taught to men from the clan leader's line. I don't dare to practice it privately. If I am discovered, I will be punished by the clan rules!"
Cheng Lingshan said: "You still treat such a middle-grade swordsmanship as a treasure. Since you have left the Chen family now, you don't have to worry about it. Tell me the secret book."
Xiyan read out the contents of Yunyin's sword skills one by one.
Cheng Ling memorized everything after listening to it. He took out his sword and practiced Yunyin's sword skills one by one. Originally, he had learned 80% of the skill, and all he lacked was the know-how of the "soft" swordsmanship. After half an hour, he had mastered it completely.
However, he did not stop, but incorporated the skills of softness into the Cloud-Shattering Sword.
Xi Yan stood aside and watched quietly, silently remembering Cheng Ling's sword moves in her heart.
Three days later, Cheng Ling finally integrated the entire Yunyin Sword Technique with the Cloud-Shattering Sword. The power of the Broken Cloud Sword has been slightly improved, and its moves are flexible, continuous, and even more silent.
"Xiyan, you are a woman, so you are very suitable for practicing this set of swordsmanship. I have slightly improved this set of swordsmanship. It is different from the original swordsmanship, but it is more powerful. Now I will teach it to you. You have to learn it well. Practice.”
Xi Yan was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "Thank you so much, Brother Ling!"
Cheng Ling added: "I have set up a formation here so that no one below the Nascent Soul can detect it. You can practice well here. I will send the master's ashes back to the Wuxiang Sword Sect. I will turn around after the matter is done." .”
Xiyan replied obediently: "Yes, brother Ling, be careful along the way."
Cheng Ling left the cave and flew towards the Wuxiang Sword Sect.
"If you had been born and raised here since you were a child, how could you not care!" Xuan Lingzi's words seemed to still be in his ears. Cheng Ling knew that the place he wanted to stay most was the Wuxiang Sword Sect where he grew up. There is also the love of this life there!
After flying for a long time, we arrived in front of the mountain gate of Wuxiang Sword Sect. Cheng Ling slowly fell down and looked at the familiar mountain gate. For six years, maybe they all thought they were dead! But it doesn't matter, there are not many people he is close to in the Sword Sect, the only ones are Su Rui and Song Yingjie.
He didn't want to swagger up the mountain and arouse everyone's attention. Instead, he activated his breathing technique and quickly walked towards Taoist Temple.
Soon, he came to the Taoist temple. There are basically no changes here. Outside the Taoist temple, the formation arranged by Xuan Lingzi is still there, and other sect disciples cannot enter.
Cheng Ling was familiar with the door and walked in. But as soon as he entered, his consciousness found a woman sitting in Xuan Lingzi's wing.
The woman also noticed Cheng Ling and came to him in an instant, looked him over and said, "Are you Cheng Ling? Are you back?"
Cheng Ling was surprised. This was the first time someone had broken into this Taoist temple. He looked at the other person in confusion.
I saw that the woman was in her twenties, wearing a lavender palace dress, a phoenix-patterned wooden hairpin on her head, and her long glossy black hair hanging down. She was elegant and elegant, with an aura of lightness. The skin is delicate, the eyes are looking forward to it, and the life is extremely beautiful.
It's just that his face is a little cold, and he has an unapproachable feeling. Cheng Ling swept away his consciousness and couldn't see through the cultivation level at all. His heart moved and he muttered: Could she be Liu Qingyan? It is more than 800 years old and it is still so graceful. No wonder the master never forgets it every year.
However, the other person was always an elder, so he bowed and said, "The senior is Senior Uncle Liu Qingyan!"
The woman nodded and said, "Yes, you are finally back after six years. Where is Senior Brother Xuan?"
Cheng Ling felt a pain in her heart and said to herself: Master, she is here, it would be great if you were still alive! With a movement of his hand, he took out the jade bottle from the ring and said, "Master is here!"
Liu Qingyan let out a long sigh and said, "His life span is finally over, and he is relieved. Can you give me the jade bottle?"
Cheng Ling said: "Master did not die at the end of his life!"
"What? Was he harmed by someone? Who it is, tell me!" Liu Qingyan was startled and asked angrily.
"No need, I will avenge the master. Since the master wants it, I will leave it to you for safekeeping. I believe the master will be very happy!" After saying that, he handed over the jade bottle.
Liu Qingyan took it carefully, put it on her chest, looked at Cheng Ling carefully, and said, "Yes, the golden elixir is perfect. No wonder he was so happy in the last few years and didn't care about life or death!"
"I didn't let anyone from the sect enter the Taoist temple here. Originally, I was planning to accept you as a disciple and continue to help him teach in the Taoist temple. Now it seems that you are no longer needed."
Cheng Ling bowed and said, "Thank you, uncle, for your care!"
"There has been no news from you in the past six years. I have been here three times. Today, I finally saw you!"
"Uncle Master, please keep my return to the sect a secret. Today, I just want to set up a tombstone for my master. He should like to be buried in the sect."
Liu Qingyan paused, then took out the jade bottle and said, "In that case, let's bury him here. I can also come and talk to him from time to time."
Cheng Ling smiled bitterly, "You two didn't interact with each other when you were born. It wasn't until this moment that you were separated by yin and yang, and you didn't think of each other. Is it really like this? The arrogance in your heart is more important than a lifelong love for each other?"
He shook his head, he had no control over the affairs of these two people. When he came to the cliff where Xuan Lingzi often stood and watched his practice, he began to dig up the soil.
Liu Qingyan followed him to the cliff and watched quietly without making a move. Cheng Ling didn't care either. Her relationship with her master was the same thing. She didn't care whether she took action or not.
Soon, a cemetery with a radius of about ten feet was dug. Cheng Ling took out another stone box, put the jade bottle into the box, and placed it in the cemetery. He took out his sword again, flashed his sword, and cut out a three-foot-high rectangular tombstone from the side of the cliff.
After filling the soil, place the tombstone in front. Cheng Ling started carving on the tablet, and after a while, it was completed. I saw some patterns engraved on the edge of the tombstone, which looked like the directions of the formation. In the center, it was written: "The tomb of the late master Xuan Lingzi, the unworthy disciple Cheng Ling knocks on it!"
After doing this, Cheng Ling said again: "Master, today I will practice under your guidance for another day. Please correct me."
After saying that, he followed the previous training methods and began to practice basic swordsmanship, spells, body skills, transportation skills, and deduction of formations. After finishing the day's training, he kowtowed to Xuan Lingzi's tombstone three times before getting up. stood up.
Liu Qingyan had been standing aside quietly, watching Cheng Ling finish all this, and sighed in her heart: Xuan Lingzi, you have taken this disciple very well. Now that he has surpassed you, you can rest in peace!
Cheng Ling stood for a moment and was about to leave. Originally, he wanted to stay in the Taoist temple for a few days, but now that Liu Qingyan was here, he couldn't stay any longer.
He bowed and said: "Uncle Liu, I have something important to do, so I'll leave first!"
"You want to avenge your master?"
"good!"
"Well, since you insist on revenge alone, I have nothing to say, but since you are his disciple and you called me uncle again, I should show something. Today, I will teach you a swordsmanship. Please pay attention carefully. "
After speaking, she moved her hand, and the sword in Cheng Ling's hand came into her hand. She pinched the sword finger with her left hand and held the sword flat with her right hand. In an instant, the sword light flashed and a set of sword skills was slowly performed.
Cheng Ling was shocked. He took the sword in his hand so easily. Uncle Liu's cultivation level was so high! He looked at it carefully and felt that the swordsmanship used by Liu Qingyan was very familiar, but also somewhat false, much like the Qingfeng swordsmanship.
After she finished using a sword skill, she threw it away and inserted the sword into the scabbard in Cheng Ling's hand.
Liu Qingyan said: "I study martial arts intensively, and swordsmanship is not my specialty. I acquired this swordsmanship by chance. Although it is somewhat incomplete, it has barely reached the top level. I heard that you are very talented in swordsmanship, so I used Show me it again!"
Cheng Ling hesitated in his heart. He was sure that what Liu Qingyan used must be Qingfeng swordsmanship, but it was incomplete. How did he know whether to use it in front of her? If she saw through it, wouldn't it be easy to see that he was carrying a golden page?
Liu Qingyan saw him thinking and motionless. She thought she hadn't seen clearly and asked, "Don't you remember it yet? Do you want me to do it again?"
Cheng Ling was fighting in his heart, and finally gritted his teeth and decided to take a look. Maybe he could learn the whereabouts of the thick book from her. She must not embarrass herself for Xuan Lingzi's sake.
He then said: "No need, I have already memorized it. Master, please take a look."
After saying that, he used Qingfeng swordsmanship one by one, exactly as it was.
Liu Qingyan was shocked and asked: "The swordsmanship you use is more perfect than what I taught you. Have you seen it before?"
"Yes, my disciple has seen it before. I dare to ask my uncle, where did you see this set of swordsmanship?"
"Impossible, there are only two people who have seen this set of swordsmanship, and it is impossible for the other person to teach it to you. Tell me, where did you learn about this swordsmanship?" Liu Qingyan's eyes flashed, and the aura of Yuanying monk Radiate out.
Cheng Ling struggled to resist and said: "I saw this swordsmanship by chance. Uncle Master has not answered the disciple's question yet!"
Liu Qingyan looked at him for a long time before she calmed down and said, "If you didn't tell me, I would have guessed it. I never thought that you would decipher the secret of that thick book!"
Cheng Ling secretly thought that indeed, Liu Qingyan must know about the thick book. He then said: "Uncle, please tell me what happened. This is very important to me!"
"Does Xuan Lingzi know about this?"
"Yes, the master has always known!"
Liu Qingyan sighed secretly and said, "I didn't expect that he would tell you all about his past. That's all, you are his disciple and Yan Bing's husband, so I will tell you everything today!"
Cheng Ling was shocked. She didn't expect that she still remembered her marriage to Cheng Yanbing. Should I tell her clearly that I really have no idea about Cheng Yanbing, but the Jinye matter is even more important, and we can take the opportunity to dig out the hidden fourth wave of people.
For a moment, he was in a dilemma. He really didn't know whether he should say it or not!
