Master Xianhui woke up leisurely. As soon as she opened her eyes, she felt something strange in her body. She saw Cheng Ling hugging her tightly like an octopus. She pressed her left hand on her chest and held it with her right hand. own Dantian.
Her face was slightly red, she had practiced Buddhism for thousands of years, and her status had been extremely noble from childhood to adulthood. This was the first time she had such close contact with a young man.
A trace of shame and anger flashed in her eyes, but soon she realized that her body seemed to be full of power. Originally, under the fourth decline of the heavenly being, the immortal energy was fully resisting the erosion of the physical body, and it was extremely difficult to mobilize even a single bit.
But now, after a little movement, I feel that the immortal energy in my veins is surging like a tide. Although it is less than 30% of the heyday, it has already returned to the Nirvana state. The next moment, she felt that there seemed to be a very strong vitality in her body, constantly nourishing her body and soul.
At this point, if you don't wake up, you will be in vain as the leader of the four major sects of Buddhism.
Presumably because there was a flaw in the Buddha's heart before, the backlash of the fourth decline of the gods swept over like a huge wave. He was caught off guard and had no time to resist. The slightest mistake would be the end of physical death and Taoism disappearing.
And obviously, all this is because of the young man beside him. The vitality emerging from his hands is continuous and majestic, like the Yangtze River, without beginning or end!
Although she knew that as long as some time passed, her body might recover better, but being held in the arms of a young man like this was unsightly.
Then he opened his lips lightly and reminded: "Donor... thank you for your help, I'm fine now."
Cheng Ling woke up instantly, and all the thoughts in his mind came to an abrupt end. Opening his eyes, he found that he was hugging Master Xianhui tightly. He hurriedly stepped away and returned to the previous table before saying: "Master, I have been in a hurry before, please forgive me."
Master Xianhui's cheeks were slightly red and she quickly lowered her eyes, not daring to look into his eyes.
The air became quiet for a moment, and both of them fell into an awkward situation.
A few moments......
After all, Cheng Ling couldn't bear the long silence, coughed dryly, and spoke first: "Master, does our previous agreement still stand?"
Master Xianhui also secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Your name is Cheng Ling?"
"Yes!"
"What is your relationship with the Temple of Life?"
Cheng Ling's heart moved, the Temple of Life? Isn't this where the ancient demon said he took Liu Qingyan away?
He immediately asked anxiously: "Master, do you know about the Temple of Life? Oh... I have nothing to do with them. On the contrary, I also want to know the clues to the Temple of Life."
Master Xianhui said: "The Temple of Life is an extremely special existence in the immortal world. Our sect is fortunate to have had a chance encounter with the Immortal Emperor of Life back then. Her way of life is very powerful. According to legend, she can revive the dead and turn flesh into white bones. .”
"Before you came to help, our sect felt a powerful force of vitality, so we asked this question. As for the specific location of the Temple of Life, we don't know."
There was a hint of disappointment in Cheng Ling's eyes, and she secretly sighed in her heart. Yun Jingwen was in Piaomiao Snow Sect, and Liu Qingyan was in the Temple of Life. Both places were very mysterious. Even the sect leaders of the four major sects of Buddhism were unknown. The way forward was unknown. It’s been a long time, and I don’t know when we will see each other again.
Master Xianhui waited for a moment and then said: "Cheng Ling, if you hadn't taken action in time, our sect might not have been able to survive this calamity safely. In return, I will tell you the secret of the sword canon."
Cheng Ling was shocked and listened attentively!
"The Sword Code is the secret of Fanhua Temple that has not been passed down. It records the principles of swordsmanship, and it can be said that every word is precious. However, everyone's gains from studying the sword code are different, which depends on the swordsmanship that they are good at. "
"Naturally, these are only part of them. The real preciousness of the Sword Code is that you can enter the illusory space and explore the true secrets of the Sword Code, thereby more directly understanding the true meaning of the sword."
"Originally, based on Mingzhi's idea, I only promised you three days to read the sword manual, and whatever you can understand is your destiny. But this sect is not willing to take advantage of you, and besides, we have been saved before. Therefore. , I decided to give you a chance to explore the sword code."
"Sword Code Space?" Cheng Ling's eyes flashed, and it was true that good people were rewarded. I wanted to read this sword manual wholeheartedly, and I did not hesitate to spend a huge price to exchange it. Unexpectedly, I was tricked by Ming Zhi. I only agreed to let her watch it for three days, but the real preciousness was ignored.
This old pious woman is so beautiful, but she is so hateful! Fortunately, good deeds are rewarded, and Master Xianhui remembers her kindness and is willing to give herself a chance.
He immediately said: "Junior thanks the sect master."
"That's all, you deserve this. Remember, you only have one chance, cherish it!" After Master Xianhui said this, she took out the first half of the sword manual from the storage ring. The two sword manuals were combined together, and in an instant , Cheng Ling felt as if his soul had entered an illusory space.
When he reacted, he found himself in an unknown place, surrounded by white. Looking around, I saw nothing but white. I tried to spread out my spiritual consciousness, but found that I couldn't even use it.
At this time, the surrounding whiteness quickly receded, revealing the blue-grey ground, which was made of stone slabs. The white mist continued to recede, revealing more and more scenery, including rockeries, pavilions, lakes, flowers and plants... .m..coma
This was clearly a courtyard, a very large courtyard, but Cheng Ling felt that this courtyard had a quaint atmosphere, as if it was a courtyard from a long, long time ago.
Except for himself, there was no one in the entire huge courtyard.
Suddenly, Cheng Ling suddenly felt that there was an extra person in the pavilion. Cheng Ling thought it was an illusion and rubbed his eyes. There was indeed an extra person.
Dressed in white clothes, she has an indescribable sense of style.
When Cheng Ling stared at the man in white, the man in white seemed to feel something and turned his head slowly. Cheng Ling suddenly trembled all over and his pupils shrank. He himself didn't know why this happened, it was a natural reaction.
The appearance of the man in white was indescribable. It seemed that he could see it clearly at a glance, but it was also very blurry, as if there was a magical power that blocked Cheng Ling's sight and made him unable to remember it.
"What's your name?" The man in white stood up and walked towards Cheng Ling step by step. His voice was calm, but it contained a unique magic power.
"Cheng Ling."
Cheng Ling answered directly without thinking at all. Then he was surprised and found that his consciousness seemed to be out of control, and he became increasingly vigilant.
"Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards you." The man in white stopped, stood at the exit of the pavilion, looked at Cheng Ling and sighed: "No one has been here for a long time."
"Who are you?"
Although the other party said that, Cheng Ling still did not relax his vigilance, but asked instead.
"I...you can call me Sword Spirit." The man in white still said in a nonchalant tone: "If you have any questions, just ask."
"What is your identity? Where are you here? Why do I appear here?" Cheng Ling asked three questions in a row.
"This is the inner space of the Sword Code. I am the spirit of the Sword Code. As for why I appear here, you should know." A smile appeared on the face of the sword spirit.
"The internal space of the Sword Code..." Cheng Ling was immediately startled: "So, what Master Xianhui said is true. I have cracked the secret of the Sword Code?"
"No! You have just touched the secret of the Sword Code, and you haven't cracked it yet." Sword Spirit replied.
This mysterious sword spirit seemed to be very patient, or maybe he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time. Therefore, most of the questions Cheng Ling asked him would give him an answer.
Cheng Ling was also communicating and gradually understood the current situation.
For example, he did not actually enter here with his true body, but only entered with his soul and Dao thoughts, just like he was in the virtual realm of mountains and rivers.
"Senior Sword Spirit, is this sword pawn really left by the founder of Fanhua Temple?" Cheng Ling was already sitting in the pavilion with Sword Spirit and asked another question.
"What do you think?" Sword Spirit's face showed a hint of joking.
"I don't know." Cheng Ling said.
"You will know in the future." Sword Spirit did not answer directly, leaving Cheng Ling unsure.
In front of the Sword Spirit, he always felt like a junior, a feeling he had never had before even when facing Master Xianhui.
Therefore, Cheng Ling would feel very relaxed in front of the sword spirit, as if he had gone back to when he was a child and asked Xuan Lingzi for advice, without any sense of abruptness.
"According to the rules originally set by the master of the sword canon, you must pass the test before you can truly unlock the secrets of the sword canon." The topic gradually returned to the sword canon, and the sword spirit said.
"Senior Sword Spirit, what is the test?" Cheng Ling was curious.
"Are you going to enter the test now?" Sword Spirit did not answer, but asked.
"Okay!" Cheng Ling did not hesitate.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword spirit in front of him disappeared. Immediately, the pavilions, rockeries, flowers and plants, etc. also quickly disappeared and were replaced by white.
Just when Cheng Ling was surprised, a figure appeared in the vast whiteness in front of him. From blurry, he walked step by step, and gradually became clear. The surrounding scenery changed, and there were thousands of willow trees in one field.
It was a man in white. At first glance, Cheng Ling thought it was a sword spirit, but after a second glance, he realized that it was not a sword spirit, but it looked a bit like a sword spirit.
"I am the first tester. If you defeat me, you can enter the second test." The man in white, who looked a bit like a sword spirit, said coldly, with sharp eyes, and he drew his sword and pointed it straight.
With a thought in Cheng Ling's mind, a sword appeared in his hand.
The man in white's hand trembled, and the sharp sword transformed into many sword lights, attacking from all directions and angles.
"So subtle." Cheng Ling was immediately surprised. The opponent's sword had an indescribable subtlety that made him feel like he had nowhere to dodge, and even how to deal with it was difficult.
He tried his best to avoid it, but just when Cheng Ling was about to swing his sword to counterattack, the sword of the man in white came at him again. This sword was cut flat, but it was so erratic that it was hard to find where it landed.
The sword that was about to be swung out barely kept up and blocked. Cheng Ling quickly retreated and distanced himself.
This was the first time that he was so obviously suppressed in a sword fight.
The swordsmanship style of the man in white adopts a light and elegant style. Each sword may seem weak, but in fact it is extremely powerful and can kill people without even realizing it.
Under the sword of the man in white, Cheng Ling defended more than he attacked. He tried his best and pushed the swordsmanship he had learned to the limit, but he still couldn't reverse his disadvantage.
No matter how violent and violent his attack was, the sword of the man in white was always so light and elegant. With his swing, he defused Cheng Ling's offensive with one sword after another. His understated counterattack always made him have to deal with it with all his strength.
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