"Stab it in the belly!"
"Cut it on the back!"
Cheng Ling repeatedly pointed out, and Qingyi's swordsmanship gradually improved. She found that Cheng Ling's ability to detect flaws was so powerful that he could often see through the flaws of wild beasts in the blink of an eye, thus guiding her to launch targeted attacks.
Of course, sometimes several sword strikes are in vain, but the next few sword strikes can achieve unexpected results. Qingyi didn't understand at first, but she suddenly woke up after following his instructions for a while.
The first few moves were because the wild beast did not reveal any big flaws, and even if they hit, the effect was not obvious. He instructed himself to launch attacks continuously, gradually widening the flaws, and finally delivered a fatal blow, causing greater damage.
And with Cheng Ling's guidance, the sword moves used by Qingyi became more and more flexible. If the previous Thousand Flowers Sword Technique was dense and compact, defending when it gained and attacking when it missed, the sword technique under Cheng Ling's guidance made up for the attack.
Not only that, the sword moves that abandoned most of the defensive stance were no longer rigid, as if they had come to life. The fairy sword in his hand was like a jumping elf, appearing in unexpected directions from time to time. Gradually, more and more scars appeared on the desolate beast, and the sharp sword energy cut it so that it had no time to recover.
After another half an hour, the aura of the wild beast began to drop significantly, and it had dropped from the Immortal King stage to the Immortal Lord stage. The three of them were in high spirits. Cheng Ling still gave instructions from time to time, while Qingya stood aside and basically gave up talking. He only occasionally gave instructions on Qingyi's sword moves.
The three of them worked together, and Qingyi became more and more fluent as she fought, and her understanding of swordsmanship gradually deepened. Sometimes, with a flash of inspiration, she could perform sword moves that astonished both Cheng Ling and Qingya. At this time, she hoped that the wild beast could hold on for as long as possible.
Unfortunately, the desolate beast's energy was limited after all. After continuing to hold on for an hour, its aura dropped directly to the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal Stage. Qingyi suddenly felt that the pressure caused by it was greatly reduced, and she could no longer help herself improve her swordsmanship.
She was not interested at all. She didn't need Cheng Ling and Qing Ya's guidance at all, and directly launched several killing moves with her sword, hitting the desolate beast between its eyebrows, and strangling its spirit as well. The wild beast let out a low roar, its hooves gave way, and its entire body fell to the ground, unable to move at all.
Qingya and Cheng Ling let out a long breath together. Although they were not fighting in person, they felt a layer of cold sweat on their backs. The two looked at each other, Qingya snorted coldly, and turned away.
Cheng Ling scratched his head and smiled helplessly.
The most excited person was Qingyi. After killing the desolate beast, he happily came to the two of them and said, "Brother Cheng, thank you for your advice. Senior sister, I can kill a saint-level desolate beast."
Looking at Qingyi's pretty face, Qingya couldn't keep her face straight anymore. He stretched out his arms and hugged her and said softly: "Yes, master will be very happy if he knows."
The two sisters hugged each other, feeling like they were surviving a disaster.
Cheng Ling secretly smiled in his heart, and waited until they calmed down before saying, "Little Master Qingyi, can I trouble you with something?"
"Brother Cheng, please tell me!" After receiving Cheng Ling's advice and killing the holy beast, Qingyi's attitude changed and she changed her name from Cheng Xianyou to Brother Cheng!
Qingya's lips twitched, but she didn't stop her in the end.
Cheng Ling said: "Can you please help remove the Desolate Beast's inner elixir? I will pay some fairy crystals as compensation."
"Is this desolate beast inner elixir useful to you? Brother Cheng, you don't have to be so open-minded. If you need it, just take it."
After saying that, Qingyi came to the corpse of the wild beast. With a sweep of the fairy sword, he immediately cut open the belly of the wild beast.
The sword held an inner elixir the size of an adult's fist and was handed over.
Cheng Ling was not polite and directly put the inner elixir into the storage ring. After reaching the peak of Immortal Lord in the late stage, his cultivation level became slower and slower. Even the Five Lines Yin and Yang Pill almost lost its effect. In desperation, he had no choice but to give up the idea of Wild Beast Inner Pill again.
He glanced at the corpses of many wild beasts in the field and said: "We need to leave here quickly. With so many wild beasts dead, the smell of blood may attract more monsters."
Qingya's heart trembled, and she had to admit that she didn't expect the key here, and said hurriedly: "That's right, junior sister, let's leave!"
Cheng Ling was stunned, what do you mean, burning the bridge across the river? As soon as they worked together to defeat the holy-level desolate beast, they planned to leave him alone. If you really don't care at ordinary times, but now that the injury has not recovered, any desolate beast in the Immortal King stage can kill you, so you can't agree easily.
Fortunately, Qingyi was kind enough and turned to him and said, "Brother Cheng, let's go together!"
Qingya felt powerless for a while, but she couldn't say she didn't want to, so she pretended not to hear.
Cheng Ling was secretly happy and said, "Okay, but I'm not familiar with the Bloody Wasteland. Which direction do you plan to leave from?"
Qingyi was stunned, she couldn't make the decision, so she could only look at Qingya.
Qing Ya rolled her eyes at Cheng Ling and said, "Going to the west, you may be able to find the exit to the land of Buddha."
Cheng Ling frowned and took himself to the land of Buddhism. Wouldn't that be pushing him towards death? This Qingya's family view is really deep, trying every means to kill herself.
Seeing Cheng Ling's troubled look, Qingyi couldn't bear it and said, "Sister, didn't the master tell us to search for the sword code? Now that the sword code has not been found, is it inappropriate to leave at this time? Why don't we take brother Cheng with us? , he is injured now, if he encounters a powerful wild beast, he may not be able to resist it."
Qingya's face darkened and she said: "Junior sister, the Sword Code is the secret of the sect. How can you tell it easily in front of outsiders? Besides, you and I are disciples of Fanhua Temple, and he is a member of the Taoist sect. Traveling all the way would be a waste of melons and plums. If the master I know how you explain it."
Qingyi hurriedly said: "No, senior sister, Brother Cheng helped us just now. He is a good person, and the master should not blame him."
Qingya was furious and said with the majesty of a senior sister: "Good person? You have only known each other for a long time, how can you conclude that he is a good person? Moreover, even if he is a good person, our Buddhist sect and Taoist sect are incompatible with each other, so how can we go together?"
Qingyi was scolded by her, and a trace of fear surged in her heart, but she couldn't bear to leave Cheng Ling on the spot. Her autumn-like eyes looked at Qingya and then at Cheng Ling, her eyes were slightly red.
Cheng Ling sighed. The girl felt aggrieved, but she still insisted on helping. He didn't want the two sisters to cause trouble, so he said: "Forget it, little master Qingyi, just listen to your senior sister and leave. Don't worry, even if I am alone, it is not easy to die."
"But...but, you were seriously injured and haven't recovered yet, and it's so dangerous here...!" At this point, she couldn't continue, two tears fell down, and she looked aggrievedly Xiang Qingya.
Qingya couldn't bear it, but she still insisted on her opinion and simply turned her head away from Qingyi's eyes.
Cheng Ling felt great pain in his heart. He had a bad habit for two lifetimes and couldn't bear to see a woman cry, especially a beautiful woman. He glared at Qing Ya fiercely, snorted coldly and said, "Humph! What do you mean about Buddhist disciples? Are there any Buddhist disciples who force your junior sister like you do?"
"The Buddha said that true practice is to cultivate the mind.
It is to correct oneself, not to correct others, to let go of self-attachment and self-love, and to be compassionate to all living beings. This is the true meaning of Buddhism. It depends on your character and actions, which run counter to the ideals of Buddhism. It is better to leave Buddhism as soon as possible and join my Taoist sect. "
"You...!" Qing Ya was furious, but Cheng Ling's Buddhist language was so precise that she couldn't find anything to say to refute it.
Moreover, the Buddha naturally leads people to do good and pays attention to cause and effect. The three people getting to know each other is the cause, and resisting the wild beast is the effect. Invisibly, they are already bound by cause and effect. Blindly avoiding them is indeed not the best way to resolve the cause and effect.
Looking at Qingyi's childish face, he couldn't help but said: "That's it, little junior sister, since you insist on it, let's leave together. Master, you can explain it yourself!"
Qingyi suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Yes, thank you, senior sister!"
Qing Ya touched her head with pity, turned to Cheng Ling and said, "Friend Cheng Xian, the three of you and I have gone through adversity together, so we left together on this trip. However, the matter of the Sword Code is a secret that Fanhua Temple does not tell. Please keep it a secret."
Cheng Ling said happily: "What Dian? I didn't hear anything just now. Master Qingya, haven't you asked us where to go?"
Qing Ya said: "If the original route is good, heading northwest from here should be our goal. What do you think?"
Cheng Ling nodded, presumably that was the direction they were looking for the sword code. Anyway, as long as they leave this place and don't have to go to the Buddhist area, they can take them wherever they want!
He then said: "But it is up to Master Qingya to make the decision. However, our injuries have not recovered. The top priority is to leave this place as soon as possible and find a secret place to heal our injuries."
"Of course I know this, come with me!" After Qingya said that, she briefly identified the direction and then headed northwest.
The three of them walked together for more than two hours, and saw that the surrounding scenery was becoming more and more desolate. The ground was an endless loess plain, and there was no hidden place at all.
Cheng Ling was bored and asked aloud: "Little Master Qingyi, how long have you been staying in the Bloody Wasteland? I remember meeting you outside the Yuming Fairy City more than two years ago. What happened at that time?"
"Well, we followed the master into the bloody wasteland six years ago, but some accidents happened in the middle. We met the Mahologa tribe of the Broken Leaf Buddha Kingdom and had a battle with them. In that battle, my senior sister, my master, and they were separated. He accidentally entered the Taoist realm. Speaking of which, I still haven’t thanked Brother Cheng for saving me in the first place.”
Cheng Ling smiled and said, "You're welcome. You thanked me at the beginning. By the way, aren't the Mohou Luojia people also disciples of the Buddha Sect? How could they conflict with you?"
Qingyi said: "Brother Cheng, you are not from the Buddhist sect and you don't know many things."
"Since you have nothing to do, you might as well tell me that even if there are beautiful nuns like you in the Buddhist sect, there are also ugly people like the Mahologa people."
Qingyi's face turned red. She knew that she had great looks, but no man had ever said it so directly. For a moment, I didn’t know how to answer.
Qingya curled her lips and said: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. What a nun? That's a rude term for your Taoist sect. You should call her a bhikshuni. Besides, my junior sister is not a nun. She was just an orphan picked up by her master. There is no need for lay disciples who practice Buddhism to wear plain clothes all day long."
"Also, don't call people "little master" indiscriminately in the future. Only eminent monks are worthy of this title, ordinary Buddhist disciples cannot afford it. Even if they are called master, they are still called master, not master!"
