The two killing moves in tandem made "Yun Jingwen" break into a cold sweat, but she was already very close to the woman's figure and she really didn't want to give up such an opportunity. Gritting his teeth, he took off his long sword and went straight towards the woman to kill.
His body retreated sharply, trying to avoid the sword between his eyebrows. But Kong's Kill is a sword move that contains spatial conception. Once it is shot, it is difficult for the opponent to grasp the specific position. "Yun Jingwen"'s figure flashed, barely avoiding the long sword between her eyebrows, and she suddenly felt murderous intent behind her head.
She was horrified. She didn't expect Cheng Ling to have such a killing move that confuses the sense of space. The sword between the eyebrows was not a big threat to her. The real fatal thing was the sword behind him. But at this time, her figure had grown old, and it was impossible to dodge.
The two hands moved together, dancing into an afterimage. The sword energy generated by the killing of the sky surged on both hands and arms, and one of his arms separated from his body. But this time, Kong Zhisha's sword energy slowed down a bit, and he regained a glimmer of hope.
At this moment, Cheng Ling connected his fingers, and the dragon feather sword that barely dodged continued to attack from an incredible angle, aiming directly at her head.
"Yun Jingwen's" expression changed drastically, and a white light floated out from her head, leaving behind a sentence: "You brat, just wait, Piaomiao Snow Sect will fight with you until death from now on!"
As soon as the words fell, the white light disappeared in an instant, and the physical body of "Yun Jingwen" was also crushed to pieces by the sword energy.
Cheng Ling sat down slumped and spat out a mouthful of blood. The execution of the sword-controlling technique consumes extremely much spiritual consciousness. Although his mind follows his movements, he can forcefully change the direction of the sword in such a short period of time, and his spiritual consciousness is also greatly damaged.
For example, if a person's forward posture suddenly changes to a horizontal pull, it would be strange if the muscles and bones are not strained.
The woman's face was filled with surprise and she quickly asked: "Master, how are you?"
Cheng Ling gasped for a while, stood up, carried the woman on his back, and sighed: "After so much effort, we still haven't killed her. We have to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise things will change!"
Xuan Kong stepped out, his body flashed, and disappeared into the dense forest in an instant!
In the north of Canglan Continent, in a secret room of Piaomiao Snow Sect. A woman in white, wearing a plain dress, spat out a mouthful of blood, her face showed a majestic look, murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and she cursed angrily: "Damn brat, you ruined my good deeds, I must extract your marrow and refine your soul. , just to eliminate the great hatred in my heart!"
After a while, he loudly said to the door: "Here comes someone!"
"What are the orders from the sect master?" Soon, several maids came over and knelt down and asked.
"Spread the news that Cheng Ling will kill my Piaomiao Snow Sect disciples Yun Jingwen and Yun Mengyao. Any disciples from each sect who find traces of him will be killed without mercy!"
The maids trembled, looked at the woman in disbelief, and asked: "Sect Master, are the two uncles really killed by Cheng Ling?"
"This sect has seen it with my own eyes. Could it be that it is fake? Go down and give the order immediately!"
"Yes, Sect Master!"
After the maid left, the woman murmured: "Damn it, the clone I trained so hard was killed by him just like that. Jingwen is dead, and only Mengyao knows the truth. That girl must still be in Yujing City. , Mengyao, don’t blame this sect for being cruel, blame Cheng Ling for everything!”
Cheng Ling slowly drew out his sword, and the liger in front of him fell down. This place is a valley hundreds of miles away from Yujing City. Since killing Yun Piaomiao's clone that day, the two of them had been hiding all the way and ran for several days before arriving here.
Cheng Ling's injuries had not recovered, so the woman suggested finding a hiding place to heal his injuries first. He agreed and searched for a long time before he found this hidden valley.
Coincidentally, there is another cave, but there is also a nest of ligers in the cave. In order to dodge the pursuers, I can only blame the other party for being unlucky. After killing it, I cleaned up the cave and then held it. The soft chair gently placed the woman into the cave.
After putting the woman down, he set up several defensive formations and phantom formations outside the cave. Then he felt relieved, sat down cross-legged, and began to refine the Three Lines Restoration Pill for the woman.
The woman was moved when she saw him not stopping for a moment. She wanted to let Cheng Ling rest for a while, but she couldn't say anything, so she could only sit aside and watch quietly.
The alchemy furnace and meteor fire were sacrificed, and the herbs were put into them one by one. The sound of the elixir formula was like the sound of heavenly wheels, echoing in the cave.
It took more than an hour to complete the refining of a furnace of alchemy, all of which were of top quality. The woman opened her eyes and said with admiration: "Sir, your talent has to be praised by me. It's a pity that you were not born in the immortal world, otherwise you would have become an immortal king long ago."
"Oh? What is the Immortal King?"
"The Immortal King is the lowest level master in the immortal world. He can have his own life star, and some can even control a starry sky."
Cheng Ling curled his lips and said, "Isn't it just a prince? It's nothing special."
The woman smiled and felt that with his ability, his future achievements would be much more than just the Immortal King.
After a while, Cheng Ling asked again: "Fairy Yun, is that old pious woman really the master of the Piaomiao Snow Sect, and what does it have to do with you?"
The woman chuckled and said, "Sir, you don't want to call me fairy. Now that I have my soul back, just call me Yun Jingwen!"
Cheng Ling said cheerfully: "Okay, then I'll call you Jingwen. Don't call me Young Master. Just call me Cheng Ling to avoid getting into trouble!"
The woman felt sweet in her heart and said, "I'd better call you Brother Cheng!"
Cheng Ling shrugged and said, "It's up to you!"
"Brother Cheng, to be precise, what you saw was just a clone of Yun Piaomiao. When I came to the mortal world, I lived in the Piaomiao Snow Sect for a while under the leadership of my master. I didn't expect that she was so powerful that she even beat up my immortal body. idea."
"What is the specific situation?"
"I told you before that no monk has ascended in this continent for tens of thousands of years. When Yun Piaomiao saw me waiting to descend to earth, she planned to use our identities to ascend to the fairy world. The master's cultivation level is too high, she is not at all opponent, so she only dared to take action after the master returned."
"I don't know what kind of method she used to take away a ray of my soul, and then merged it with her own clone. In this way, the appearance of the clone will be the same as mine, and when the clone reaches the Mahayana perfection is consistent with her own cultivation, and the fusion of the two can break through the shackles and reach a state beyond Mahayana perfection."
"In addition, my split soul contains immortal power after all, so maybe I can be attracted to the immortal world and achieve the effect of ascending to the immortal world."
Cheng Ling was stunned when he heard this. It was simply unbelievable. He didn't expect that there was such a skill in the world. The fusion of the real body and the clone could break through the shackles and achieve effects above the Mahayana.
He couldn't help but ask: "Jingwen, according to you, can I also use this method to improve my cultivation?"
Yun Jingwen smiled bitterly and shook her head, saying: "No, this
It is a method passed down from the Immortal World by the Piaomiao Snow Sect. I don’t know the specifics of how to practice it, and there are also great hidden dangers in it. It is forbidden to practice in the Immortal World. "
Cheng Ling was completely speechless. Since he banned cultivation, why would it spread to the mortal world, causing endless poison? Maybe in the eyes of those immortals, all creatures in the mortal world are just ants!
Seeing his lack of interest, Yun Jingwen explained: "It is extremely difficult to practice this technique, and you must also ensure that the clone does not produce its own consciousness. Once the clone rebels, your own body will be counterattacked and gradually replaced by the clone. .”
Cheng Ling was disgusted by the cold and hurriedly stopped her and said, "I told you, I have no interest in practicing such evil techniques. You'd better take the Three Lines Restoration Pill first and see if it has any effect!"
Yun Jingwen smiled, took out a pill and swallowed it.
After a long time, Cheng Ling asked anxiously: "How was it? Is it effective?"
Yun Jingwen closed her eyes and felt it, and then said after a moment: "It has some effect. The blocked tendons in the body seem to have opened up a little, but the progress is too slow and it will not be possible to recover within a few decades."
Cheng Ling frowned and thought hard in his mind. The effect was there, but it was too slow to take effect. Could it be that she really had to wait in the mortal world for decades? Could there be something wrong with the recipe? Thinking of this, I started to deduce it in my mind.
Yun Jingwen was greatly distressed and comforted: "Brother Cheng, don't worry about me. It will be fine soon in a few decades."
Even so, Cheng Ling still saw a hint of loneliness in her eyes.
He pondered for a moment and then said: "Perhaps the three-striped grass is not powerful enough and needs herbs from more years. Don't worry, this is close to the southern region and has countless treasures. You will definitely find three-striped grass that is older. Tattooed."
Yun Jingwen perked up and said unconsciously: "Is it true?"
"Really, when I recover, I will search around and maybe I can find the whereabouts of the herbs."
"Okay, Brother Cheng, please heal your wounds quickly!"
Seeing her tired look, Cheng Ling sighed inwardly. In the past few days, she had been fighting fiercely with Yun Piaomiao's clone and was constantly on the road. Her cultivation had completely lost and she was no different from a mortal. She had not slept for several nights, so she must be very tired. Then he said: "Don't worry, you can take a nap for a while, I'll be waiting for you."
Yun Jingwen smiled and nodded. She was really tired from the journey and fell asleep on the soft chair within a moment.
Cheng Lingqing stepped forward, took out a few animal skins from the ring, made a temporary bed, then gently picked her up and laid her down on the ground. Then he sat down cross-legged and began to think about the way forward.
Yun Jingwen's divided soul has been recovered, but unfortunately she is no different from a normal person now. She still needs a higher-quality three-line soul restoration pill. Next, you can’t just walk in secluded places in the mountains. Along the way, see if there are any shops selling older three-striped grass.
The next goal is to go to the Famous Sword Academy, but after such a commotion in Yujing City, although several major forces were confused by him at first and did not pursue the south city, they will definitely wake up soon. In addition, Yun Piaomiao and himself are together. Fighting, the movement generated also allows the opponent to quickly capture the direction in which he is escaping.
It is conceivable that the road to the Famous Sword Academy must be full of thorns. My own cultivation is at its peak in the late stage of Tribulation. Without using the Heavenly Demon Sacrifice Technique, I will still be able to fight against the early Mahayana monks. But if the opponent's cultivation level improves, It's stretched thin.
It seems that the most important thing is to find the three-striped grass and improve one's strength.
