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Cheng Ling took the leather map from Liu Qingyan's hand and looked through it. He felt that the map was incomplete and seemed to have been cut in half. There was only the word "Mound" written on the top of the map, which looked like it was obtained from an ancient tomb. .
He then asked: "Uncle Liu, this map doesn't seem to be complete, it's only half!"
Liu Qingyan said: "Yes, I got it from the tomb back then. The owner of the tomb once left a message saying that only half of this map is the tomb of a swordsman in ancient times. In it, the inheritance of swordsmanship is recorded, and there are many precious swords. .”
Cheng Ling said depressedly: "There's only half of it, so how can I find it?"
"It all depends on your luck. Ling'er, your luck is very strong. I believe you will be able to decipher the secrets in the residual map."
Cheng Ling had no choice but to put away the remaining pictures. My luck in drawing lots in the past few decisive battles has been a bit unfavorable, but this has nothing to do with finding treasures. Maybe in the future, if the bastard is full of energy, he can get the remaining half of the map!
Liu Qingyan glanced at him and said, "Okay, now that it's over, you should go back to the Taoist temple to accompany him as soon as possible!"
After saying that, she left the hall.
When Cheng Ling saw her leaving, he sighed inwardly and turned around to walk towards the Taoist temple!
In front of Xuan Lingzi's tomb, there are two wine glasses and a pot of turbid wine.
Cheng Ling sat quietly, took out the heads of Cheng Maogong, Cheng Honggang, and Cheng Hongjie from the ring, lined them up, and said: "Master, the disciple is back. The culprits who ambushed us back then have also been found, and they are these three people. They were all killed by the disciples!”
"You can rest in peace even if you are under the Nine Springs. Over the past year or so, I have been to the Famous Sword Academy, where I saw a lot, and then I went to the south...!"
He rambled on, as if facing Xuan Lingzi, telling all his experiences in the past year exactly. He believed that the master could hear him and would be proud of his achievements.
This conversation lasted all night. Cheng Ling didn't leave Xuan Lingzi's tomb until the sky turned white.
First, he came to the array hall, called Xuan Zhenzi, and asked him to carefully watch the sword array being set up. Although the original sword formation had many swords, the combination was not reasonable. Cheng Ling appropriately added some swords and made improvements before laying out the entire sword formation.
In the future, disciples of the Wuxiang Sword Sect can temper their sword intent in the sword formation. And after his improvement, the sword spirit tempering that the sword array can achieve has been increased to 60%! Such a secret realm is really rare for a sect.
The disciples of the Wuxiang Sword Sect will definitely make great progress in their sword intent. In order to prevent the news from leaking, he also specially set up a phantom formation outside the sword formation. Only those disciples who understood the meaning of the sword and made great contributions to the sect could practice in the sword formation.
After finishing his business at the formation hall, he came to the alchemy hall again. While Xi Yan was waiting happily, Cheng Ling taught her the prescriptions for Ningbi Dan, Da Huan Dan, Hunyuan Dan, Xuanyuan Dan, Shantide Dan and other elixirs.
In more than a year, Xi Yan reached the level of a fourth-level alchemist, and could refine everything except Shantide Dan! Cheng Ling also wrote down all his insights on alchemy one by one. As a book of enlightenment for the alchemy hall, both the formation hall and the alchemy hall have further inheritance.
After the alchemy hall, he came to the sword hall. Now, Zhang Hu has been promoted to the early stage of Jindan and is thriving in the sword hall. Seeing Cheng Ling's arrival, he served him diligently and did not dare to slack off!
Cheng Ling looked at him sideways and said calmly: "It's not bad. My cultivation has reached the early stage of the Golden Core. But this is not enough. Have you understood the sword's intention?"
Zhang Hu lowered his head and said, "Master, I haven't understood the meaning of the sword yet."
"Hmm! A swordsman who has no understanding of the sword's will,
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After all, my achievements are limited. I will stay in the sect during this period. If you still can't understand the sword's intention, I will kick you out of the door! "
Zhang Hu looked bitter, but knowing that this was for his own good, he could only respond: "Yes, master!"
"Okay, I'm here today just to see how your sword hall is progressing. Don't stay here and start practicing for me!"
When the disciples heard this, they all started sparring. Cheng Ling watched from the side and gave pointers from time to time. After a long time, he said with satisfaction: "Yes, I have improved a lot compared to a year ago. You still need to work harder. From tomorrow on, our sect will lead you to practice every day."
After saying that, he returned to the Taoist temple. As for the Wu Tang and Shu Tang, Liu Qingyan and Xiao Changtian have to worry about them.
In this way, Cheng Ling stayed in the Wuxiang Sword Sect. Every morning, he would lead his disciples to practice swordsmanship for two hours, and the remaining time would be spent instructing between the Alchemy Hall and the Formation Hall.
With the massive resources he brought back, the cultivation level of the Wuxiang Sword Sect disciples has grown exponentially. The disciples' cultivation enthusiasm is high, and they don't want to be weaker than others.
Cheng Ling's own cultivation has not stopped, and it is now difficult to increase his cultivation level. He understood the swordsmanship, body skills, and artistic conception.
After the sword formation has been improved, it can be upgraded to the peak of 60% sword power. It's just that now that he has reached the mid-60% level, his tempering speed will be very slow in the future. For this reason, the sword formation welcomed the first disciple to try tempering, and naturally it was Zhang Hu.
Under Cheng Ling's guidance, the boy told him the process and insights of the sword's intention. After more than a month, he finally touched the surface of the sword's intention.
Cheng Ling took him to the sword formation and protected him all the way. With his current sword intent, he could completely control the amount of light emitted, leaving Zhang Hu standing in the center of the first row to withstand the attack of two rays of light.
However, these two rays of light are not easy to bear. Zhang Hu has never practiced body training techniques, and his own cultivation level is in the early stage of Jindan. He is not comparable to Bai Yiyi and Gu Youyun before. At that time, out of ten rays of light, the two women only withstood three on average before barely resisting it.
Therefore, every day of tempering, Zhang Hu felt as if his heart was pierced by thousands of arrows, and he was tortured to the point of death. Every time I see the front door of the Jindo, it seems like a nightmare. However, the results of such practice are gratifying.
Within a month, his sword power increased to 20%, and he was finally able to withstand a row of sword attacks by himself. Not only that, after a long period of tempering, his cultivation level has been promoted to the late stage of Jindan, and his mental power has made great progress, which is at least twice as strong as the average Jindan monk.
At this point, Cheng Ling no longer had to protect him while he was refining his sword intent, but he still needed to spend a lot of time refining his sword every day. Seeing Zhang Hu's progress, Xi Yan felt itchy in her heart. She temporarily put aside the chores in the alchemy hall and entered the sword formation to practice.
Song Yuan arrived at the Wuxiang Sword Sect half a month after Cheng Ling returned to the sect. He brought news from the Famous Sword Academy, saying that the Zhuyin Pavilion was still surrounded by many disciples. Under the protection of the master of the Sword Academy, two priests of the Cheng family broke out of the siege and became the alchemy masters of the Sword Academy.
The only one left was Wu Chenlong. That kid had the closest relationship with Cheng Ling and was almost Cheng Ling's spokesperson. How could he escape so easily? He was locked up in Zhuyin Pavilion all day long, practicing alone.
Fortunately, Cheng Ling left behind many cultivation resources, such as pills, sword energy, bamboo forest, and rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Being locked up in Zhuyin Pavilion for a year and a half will definitely not affect the progress of cultivation.
Cheng Ling prayed silently for Wu Chenlong for three seconds...! Poor child, he realizes that when he is the younger brother, he will have to take the blame for the boss! He immediately forgot about it and appointed Song Yuan as the supreme elder of the sect, responsible for the operation of the sect's resources!
All aspects are developing in a good direction, and the overall strength of the Wuxiang Sword Sect is slowly increasing.
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Gradually becoming the strongest sect within thousands of miles!
Time passes and one year is almost here. On this day, Cheng Ling was talking in front of Xuan Lingzi's tomb. His consciousness sensed Song Yuan's call. He opened the formation, and Song Yuan came to him.
The Taoist temple is still a forbidden place within the Wuxiang Sword Sect. Except for Liu Qingyan, no disciple dared to enter easily. Even if they went up the mountain, the formation outside the Taoist temple could not be broken. This place belongs only to Xuan Lingzi, his beloved disciple, and his beloved woman!
Cheng Ling glanced at Song Yuan and asked, "Is there any news recently?"
Today, Song Yuan is not only the person in charge of the resource operation within the Wuxiang Sword Sect, but also the collector of all intelligence. He does not stay permanently in Wuxiang Sword Sect on weekdays, but settles in Luoye City.
Luoye City, without the He family, Chen family, and the city lord's mansion, has been completely controlled by the Wuxiang Sword Sect, and has completely become an external force of the sect. Song Yuan was like a fish in water in the city, good at dancing, and his business was flourishing and more prosperous than before.
"Master, there is news from Jian Yinghao that one year is approaching and the inner sect competition is about to begin!"
"Oh, it's been a year so soon! The time I spent with my master was so comfortable that I even wanted to be lazy for a few more years. That's all, in that case, I'll set off back to Famous Sword Academy tomorrow. There are some residual pictures I asked you to find out. Do you have any eyebrows?"
Song Yuan smiled bitterly and said: "I'm sorry, young master, it's not available yet. The residual picture is too old and very few people know about it!"
Cheng Ling waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, I don't have much hope. It's good to be able to find out. It's not your fault that you can't find out!"
"Thank you for your understanding, Master!"
"Okay, you go first! Since you are leaving, you must say hello to Master Liu!"
"Yes, old slave, please resign!"
After Song Yuan left, Cheng Ling stood up and walked towards Liu Qingyan's residence. He didn't want everyone in the sect to know about his departure this time, otherwise it would be another farewell drama, which would only add to the sadness!
In the guest room, Liu Qingyan looked at Cheng Ling with a smile and said, "Oh, are you ready to leave tomorrow?"
"Uncle Liu, in a few days, there will be the inner sect competition of Famous Sword Academy, and I want to go back to participate."
"Yes, let's do the math. It's only been a few days. Are you sure?"
Cheng Ling smiled and said, "I don't know yet, but both the direct disciples of the inner sect and the court attendants will participate. I don't know for sure."
Liu Qingyan smiled and said: "You don't need to belittle yourself. Now, your cultivation has reached the limit of Nascent Soul Perfection. Even your direct disciples and court attendants are not without the strength to fight."
"Coupled with the superb swordsmanship and sword intent, I think the top ten in the competition should be about digging into the bag! If there are any hidden methods, the first place may not be unattainable!"
Cheng Ling smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Master, you think so highly of me!"
"This year, the sect has developed very well. Song Hanyu, Xuan Zhenzi, plus the masters of the Sword Hall and the Shu Hall, the four of them have entered the Yuanying stage. Counting together, the sect currently has ten Yuanying monks. People, the overall strength has improved a lot."
"Even Zhang Hu has been promoted to the perfection of the golden elixir, and he can save others by himself. Under your influence, they can all make great progress. Your increase in strength is definitely not easy!"
Cheng Ling smiled, and Liu Qingyan really had a sharp eye. With his current strength, even he doesn't know which level he is at. Senluo's sword technique is perfect, Bibo Qianli's sword technique is perfect, his cultivation has reached the limit of Nascent Soul, his sword intention reaches 60% peak, and he is only a little short of reaching 70%!
He looked in the direction of the Famous Sword Academy and thought to himself: In the inner sect competition, Cheng family, Liu family, Song Duan, I had to hide you in the past; now, I will trample you under my feet!
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