Cheng Ling asked: "What aspects of affairs do you and Jiang Tong manage respectively?"
Jiang Yong replied: "Jiang Tong is outside, I am inside! Although Junzi Peak is only a mountain within the Wuji Sect, looking at the fairy world, it can already be regarded as a small sect-like force. In order to obtain cultivation resources, it is natural to set up some external arrangements. industries, Jiang Tong is the person in charge of these industries."
"And I am within the sect, managing daily chores such as deacons and disciples, resource allocation, internal and external relations, etc."
"Well, what is the cultivation level of the others? Are they all at the Immortal Lord stage or above like you?"
"How is that possible? There are less than a hundred monks above the Immortal Lord stage, and the rest are below the Immortal Lord stage."
"What about other peaks? Do they, like Junzi Peak, also have people like you?"
"Yes, every Immortal King is not a simple character. He or she has his or her own power. The senior leaders of the sect know this very well. As long as they do not participate in the sect's fight, they will ignore it. However, the other immortals The king is not like the master who treats others with sincerity, like a humble gentleman!"
Cheng Ling understood. Listening to these words, even if the other immortal kings had such personal power, they probably did not have as much personal power as Jiang Haoyang. Hundreds of Immortal Lords, this power is hardly inferior to that of ordinary second-rate sects!
It seems that I must be more cautious in the future and don't let him worry about me.
In this way, Cheng Ling asked some indirect questions, and after roughly figuring out Jiang Haoyang's strength, he sent Jiang Yong away.
Returning to the resting room, he began to fall into deep thought. Jiang Haoyang is very good at hiding himself. On the surface, he is a humble gentleman. As long as he is not offended, he looks harmless to humans and animals. But secretly, he is secretly developing his power. His plans are not simple.
In the past two months, I have been in charge of all affairs in Junzifeng. Do you want to cause some chaos and take the opportunity to cause some trouble for him? After thinking for a long time, I finally decided to give up this unrealistic idea. Not to mention that Jiang Haoyang has not gone far, even if he is not there, Jiang Chongshan and others will not let him mess around.
Take it one step at a time! The most important thing at the moment is to find ways to improve his combat power. He originally wanted to find an opportunity to go to the Enlightenment Tower to understand the artistic conception of Yin, Yang and time, but he was afraid of what would happen in the Retreat Peak. It was really big.
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally came up with a way, which was to stagger the time. One day to understand the artistic conception, one day to manage the trivial matters in the peak, and concentrate the two days of things into one day. If there is any emergency, you can also ask Yin Luoyao and the others for help.
Thinking of this, he called over a deacon disciple, explained a few words to him, and ordered him to take the words to Yin Luoyao. Then he felt relieved and walked towards the sect's main hall.
The Points Pavilion is where the sect's main hall is responsible for the distribution of points. When Cheng Ling came over, he only saw an old man with white hair and beard lying on the table and taking a nap. He knocked on the table. The old man raised his head and opened his eyes. A pair of cloudy eyes finally focused on Cheng Ling.
"What's the matter?" It's always unpleasant to have someone disturb your clear dream.
Cheng Ling expressed his understanding and said respectfully: "I want to come and receive the sect points."
"Give me the disciple token!"
Cheng Ling obeyed and handed over the disciple token.
The old man took it, glanced at it, and said: "The third direct disciple of the Immortal Emperor Junzi sat down. Well, he has not received sect points for five years and ten months. Calculated, he can receive 14 million sect points. "
Cheng Ling was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that the sect points were calculated from the moment he joined Junzifeng, so it was true that he had never received them. He was extremely happy, and with 14 million sect points, he became rich overnight. He didn't have to worry about his future cultivation.
After receiving the disciple's token from the old man's hand, I felt much closer to him when he saw the orange-peeled old face. With a huge sum of money in his pocket, he couldn't bear the restlessness any longer and headed directly towards the Enlightenment Hall.
Taking this opportunity, I first comprehended the artistic conception of yin and yang. I had already touched the surface of the artistic conception of yin in Dijiang City before. I stayed up all night and spent six hours to finally comprehend the artistic conception of yin. At this point, he stopped and was not ready to go deeper for the time being.
He sighed softly and said: "This feeling is so wonderful. Unfortunately, I have to go back to Junzifeng to take charge in the past day. Damn it, why do you want me to manage it?"
I cursed in my heart for a long time, but my feet were honest, and I walked out of the Enlightenment Hall obediently and flew back towards Junzi Peak.
As soon as he returned to the mountain peak, his spiritual consciousness swept over him and he saw that many fellow disciples had gathered outside Ziling Pavilion, including the disciples of the two Immortal Kings, who were obviously waiting for him. He smiled bitterly in his heart, managed to cheer up, walked over and asked, "Junior brothers and sisters, what are you doing?"
Ye Qiuhe, Lu Xueqi and others were among them, plus Shen Mengting. Now that the little girl's cultivation and status have increased simultaneously, she was even more excited to see Cheng Ling and said, "Third senior brother, you are finally back. You haven't taught me how to practice swordsmanship in the past few years, so I came here today to ask for advice."
Cheng Ling glanced around and asked, "Are you all here to learn swordsmanship?"
Everyone nodded!
Cheng Ling counted silently, Junzi Immortal King's four disciples ranked fourth, seventh, ninth and tenth, Yunmeng Immortal King's four disciples ranked fourth, sixth, seventh, eighth and ten, five direct disciples were about to catch up. Half of them, they might as well worship themselves as their teachers.
But then I thought about it, this would save more effort. Since I only teach swordsmanship, I might as well teach them all at once.
He said calmly: "In that case, just follow me!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards Ziling Pavilion, and all the disciples followed him.
Cheng Ling took them to the front yard of Ziling Pavilion, walked to the center, and glanced at the nine people calmly. Everyone felt that the eyes were sharp and sharp, as if they were directed at them, and they couldn't help but feel a shiver in their hearts. They straightened their backs without squinting.
Everyone was horrified in their hearts: the third senior brother is worthy of having broken through the Wuji Secret Realm. He is so strong, and the sharpness in his eyes is unbearable.
Cheng Ling said: "Now, you all step forward and attack me one by one. Remember, you must use all your strength!"
The nine people looked at each other, no one dared to act rashly.
Cheng Ling shouted angrily: "You don't even dare to take action against me, why are you talking about practicing swordsmanship? Remember, the sword is a murderous weapon, and swordsmanship is the way to kill!"
The sound was deafening, as if the voice of heaven struck their hearts.
Ye Qiuhe gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and said, "I'll do it!"
After saying that, he swung his sword and charged towards Cheng Ling. Cheng Ling blocked the sword horizontally, but instead of exerting any force, he pulled the long sword in her hand, squeezing out her potential bit by bit.
Shen Mengting, who was standing aside, had her eyes condensed, and there was a hint of bitterness in the corners of her mouth, as well as a hint of intolerance. She knew what Cheng Ling was doing, and she had suffered a lot under his guidance. She would never give up until her immortal energy was exhausted and her whole body muscles ached!
She was right, but Cheng Ling had no intention of exerting pressure little by little. Ye Qiuhe's cultivation has reached the perfection of Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal. It will take an unknown amount of time to exhaust all her immortal energy. He doesn't have that kind of hard work.
Therefore, it seemed that he was on the fast track from the beginning, and the pressure was increasing. Ye Qiuhe fainted after less than an hour!
But after this battle, Cheng Ling also roughly figured out her background. It should be said that Ye Qiuhe's progress was still very fast. Less than three years after he switched to swordsmanship, his swordsmanship reached the second level of the early stage of human-sword integration, so The only difference is his proficiency in swordsmanship and physical strength.
Regarding these two points, Cheng Ling would naturally design a corresponding training plan for her to make up for her shortcomings.
After Ye Qiuhe, Cheng Ling looked at everyone again and said calmly: "Next!"
"I'll do it!" Shen Mengting shouted and struck out with her sword.
Cheng Ling was not moved at all. He was very familiar with Shen Mengting's swordsmanship, but he wanted to see how much progress he had made in the past two years. Standing still, he continued to resist Shen Mengting's stormy attacks, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
This girl's basic swordsmanship has improved greatly, and her swordsmanship has reached the late second level. It seems that she has not been lazy in the past two years. But the shortcomings are still obvious. The sword moves are not fast enough, not cruel enough, lack enough damage, and cannot kill with one blow.
These require a more thorough mastery of swordsmanship and stronger arm strength. After watching for about half an hour, Shen Mengting basically mastered Shen Mengting's sword skills. Her arm strength suddenly increased, and dozens of swords were aimed at her vital parts. Shen Mengting couldn't bear it, and she passed out after holding on for a cup of tea.
In this way, the remaining disciples stepped forward to fight one by one. Cheng Ling looked at all their swordsmanship, and then increased the pressure bit by bit, stimulating all the strength. Then sort out the flaws and shortcomings and provide guidance for improvement.
After one round, I roughly figured out the depth of the nine disciples. On the Junzi Immortal Emperor's side, the seventh, ninth, and tenth disciples were not very strong, and their proficiency in basic swordsmanship was unsatisfactory. Only the fourth junior brother Lu Yu could see through them.
Sure enough, even if you advance from an inner disciple to a direct disciple, your foundation still needs to be improved.
Relatively speaking, the disciples of Yunmeng Immortal King are much better. Ye Qiuhe, Lu Xueqing, and Shen Mengting were all pretty good. What surprised him the most was the newly promoted tenth junior sister Zhou Bingqian. Her swordsmanship was meticulous and tight, and her rules were strict. Except for the lack of arm strength, the rest were considered good choices.
What made Cheng Ling confused was that her attack style was very similar to the rumored swordsman. Her swordsmanship was very sharp, but she always felt that something was missing. It was only later that I realized that what was missing was the fusion of the power of artistic conception. To be precise, it was a deep fusion, which I had obviously only begun to comprehend recently.
Cheng Ling couldn't help but feel a little interested in her. He deliberately showed mercy and did not let her fall into unconsciousness. After the duel, he asked, "Have you been practicing swordplay since you were a child?"
"Yes, Third Senior Brother."
"Your swordsmanship is quite good, but you lack the power of artistic conception. I don't think this is a coincidence. Did you have a master before?"
Zhou Bingqian kept her mouth shut and didn't say a word no matter how Cheng Ling asked.
Cheng Ling had no choice but to take a deep look at her and said, "Maybe you have some concerns. In that case, I won't ask any more. If you have any questions about swordsmanship training in the future, you can ask me for help. Do you understand?" "
Zhou Bingqian nodded blankly.
Cheng Ling secretly sighed, this can be regarded as his help to the sword cultivator lineage! He had an intuition that Zhou Bingqian might be inextricably linked to the sword cultivator of the Extreme Style!
