On the Sword God Mountain, Lu Huaiyuan was still waiting anxiously. When he saw Cao Qiong returning alone, he immediately ran over and asked impatiently: "Master, where is the second master? Why didn't he come back with you?"
Cao Qiong glanced at this apprentice whom he had high hopes for but had never spoken out, and said: "Your second master has important matters to attend to, so I, as a master, have been asked to keep an eye on you as you practice your spear."
Lu Huaiyuan asked: "Teaching me how to practice shooting is the main thing. What else is important?"
Cao Qiong sighed: "Your second master is a genius. He was already a master in the realm of gods and humans at the age of three, one person is inferior to ten thousand people. Then he fell down on his own and entered a state between the first-class divine realm and the realm of heaven and humans. The mysterious realm between realms, now returning to the realm of heaven and man, achieving the great perfection of heaven and man, of course I have to fulfill my long-cherished wish to become the highest point in the world, so I want to conquer the Holy Monk of Kongshan, who has occupied the first throne in the world for forty years. Get off your horse."
Lu Huaiyuan was stunned, and after a long time he murmured: "The second master is so powerful! Who won the competition just now?"
Cao Qiong gave a bitter smile and said: "I am not as good as others, so I lost one move. If you don't accept it, you will be a terrible person."
Lu Huaiyuan was even more surprised. He had heard from Mei Shuyan before that Cao Qiong was known as the number one swordsman in the past five hundred years, and his cultivation was unfathomable. Ling Xiaoyun looked at him as he was only thirty or forty years old, and he had not had enough time to practice. Not as long as Cao Qiong, who was nearly seventy years old, but even better. Seeing Cao Qiong's lack of interest and knowing that he couldn't let go of his defeat to Ling Xiaoyun, he changed the subject and said: "Master, martial arts cultivation is divided into several categories. Realm, can you talk to me about it properly? Grandma Mei told me once before, but I didn’t listen carefully."
Cao Qiong said solemnly: "Martial arts in the world, after entering the hall, there are six realms under heaven and man, from low to high. The sixth realm is called the dripping realm, which means that water dripping through the stone, officially stepping into the martial arts. The fifth realm is The sea-viewing realm is just like the saying goes that the sky surrounds the sea and the sun hits Kunlun low. The fourth realm is called the empty space realm, where a powerful force emerges from the sea of air. The third realm is the blue micro realm. There are thousands of warriors in the world, except those who can Except for the rare beings who are called top masters, most of them are in these four realms. Among these four realms, there is a clear difference between the Biwei realm and the first three realms, so people in this realm can be called He is a small master. As for the second level of martial arts, it is subdivided into three levels, taking root, establishing the ground, and breaking the dirt. People in this level are almost at the top of the martial arts in the world and rarely encounter opponents. As for the first level, It is the third level of pure green, trance, and trance. It is the highest point in the world. It is the master of the first level across the world. Looking at the world, there are only eight or nine people. As a teacher, I have been in the trance state for thirty years without any breakthrough. . And above these six realms is the realm of heaven and man that transcends the ordinary and enters the holy world. It is invincible in the world. Now in the whole world, there are only three people in this realm, the Holy Monk Kongshan, your second master and me. As for the Holy Monk Kongshan, who is there? Without entering the legendary realm of immortals, God knows, I’m afraid the answer will come to light only after your second master fights him.”
The more Lu Huaiyuan listened, the more frightened he became. Although he had elevated Cao Qiong and Ling Xiaoyun to the level of first-class masters in his heart, he did not expect that these two people were invincible in the world except for the best in the world. He opened his mouth and murmured: "So Come on, one of my two masters is second in the world, and the other is third in the world! Then you two teach me martial arts together, and it will be unreasonable for me not to become the best in the world."
Cao Qiong sneered at first and spat: "Is it so easy for you to become the best in the world?" Then he laughed again: "But according to what you said, if you don't practice to become the best in the world, you are really sorry for me and your second master. After a lot of cultivation, I have no hope of becoming the best in the world in this life. It would be nice if I could teach a disciple who is the best in the world. Mr. Lu, you have to practice diligently so that I can take advantage of it."
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Yunyin Temple and Sword God Mountain are thousands of miles apart, but Ling Xiaoyun is not in a hurry. There is also a point in this. If he goes too early, his cultivation level will not be consolidated and will not reach the best condition. If he goes too late, his fighting spirit will be lost. The reduction, the general decline after the battle with Cao Qiong, and the good intentions of the Sword God were in vain. Three days later, Ling Xiaoyun finally set foot in Yangzhou, Liang State.
As for Ling Xiaoyun's entry into the country for a fight, Monk Kongshan had learned about it early and sent Jingxin to wait at the city gate. Seeing this, Ling Xiaoyun sneered: "How come you are the only one waiting here? I thought Feng Jing would order the masters of Liang State all at once. Come together, and send out ten thousand and eight thousand fine cavalry, waiting to fall into the trap!"
Jingxin clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the donor is joking. Donor Ling came here just to discuss martial arts with the abbot, so why would your majesty add any unnecessary fuss? Moreover, even if Li Xian and Yang Xiu each commanded 10,000 elite soldiers, , can you really stop the donor? Since you know you can't stop it, why do you do it deliberately to anger the donor."
Ling Xiaoyun smiled and said: "You, the great monk, are quite interesting. Hey, you are actually a master of the trance realm. It seems that after the old bald donkey returns to the west, you will be the one to lead the Yunyin Temple."
Jing Xin's tone was still calm and unhurried: "I don't have to worry about this matter, the donor will be the host. It will be arranged by my uncle. I kindly ask the donor to come with the young monk." After saying that, he turned around and led the way.
Ling Xiaoyun followed Jingxin silently, thinking to himself: "I have never heard of this monk's name before, but he has such a level of cultivation. It seems that Yunyin Temple is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. But just now I heard what he meant, It seems that the next abbot is someone else, is it possible that besides the old bald donkey, there is someone else in the temple who has a higher level of cultivation than him?"
Jingxin led the way, Ling Xiaoyun held the spear tightly and said nothing. This time when he went to Liang Kingdom, Ling Xiaoyun did not deliberately hide his anger. It stands to reason that Feng Jingquan's Supervisor Tiansi would not know that he had already prepared for the worst. As soon as he entered Liang Kingdom, he would be attacked by Li Xian and Yang Xiu and other martial arts masters besieged him, and cooperated with Liang Guo's cavalry to surround him with all their strength. However, Feng Jingquan didn't know whether he was confident or not, and he was not very concerned about his arrival. This made Ling Xiaoyun a little disappointed. The Grand Master of Human Realm joins forces, otherwise no matter how many people are dispatched, they may not be able to stop him. If Feng Jingquan really sends heavy troops to suppress it, he will treat it as a warm-up before the war. It will not have any effect except to help himself accumulate battle accidents. .
The entire journey was silent.
Yunyin Temple is located in the northeast corner of Yunyang City in Yangzhou. Under the guidance of Jingxin, Ling Xiaoyun came to the residence of the holy monk Kongshan in the back mountain without any obstruction.
"Please wait a moment, donor. The master is in front. Let the young monk go and report." After saying hello, Jingxin left. Ling Xiaoyun was left standing there with a look of disdain on his face, and the latter sneered. The Holy Monk of Kongshan was a master of Tongxuan, and he had already known about his arrival, so why bother with meditation. Ling Xiaoyun spat and spat: "A bunch of bald thieves, pretending to be gods and ghosts, it's really not a good idea!"
At this time, a handsome young man walked slowly from the front. Although he was wearing a monk's robe, he had never been shaved. He had a full head of black hair and was randomly tied up with a hemp rope. He clasped his hands and looked at Ling Xiaoyun: "Amitabha, boy Liu Gongyang has met Senior Spear Immortal."
