"When you go home, don't take me with you!"
Ling Xiaoxiao said in a childish voice, obviously dissatisfied with Ling Zhen, this bratty brother, for mentioning her in words again, pouting with an unhappy look on his face.
Not only Ling Xiaoxiao, who looked like a girl in white, was unhappy about such a sensitive topic, but even Ling Taohua, the third daughter of the Ling family who was always the most optimistic and bright, looked obviously embarrassed after hearing Ling Zhen's words. No longer smile so brightly and naturally.
If everything is sunny, a dark cloud will drift in at the wrong time, which is very annoying and unsightly.
Ling Zhen's face was full of pride and he was very comfortable.
It seems that most of the "spring breeze" in Ling Taohua's temperament has been transferred to the face of the ninth brother. The young man's smile is so thick that it can't be turned away, and he is very happy and melodious.
He knew that his trick worked again, and it was also a "miraculous effect". It was really easy to use and extremely wonderful.
Just allow you to come and urge me to get married and take a wife when you have enough to eat and have nothing to do, instead of letting me persuade you two to marry a man and have children early?
One or two, you can only stand and talk without any back pain. See if I don't choke you to the point of being speechless. Let you know what it means - "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you"!
The success made Ling Taohua, the chattering happy woman, have a relatively short speechless time. Ling Zhen smiled, turned to Duanmu Ding, and asked about the reasons for some things, "I don't know why Senior Duanmu did this. Coming to this realm of Mount Sumeru? Is it a coincidence?"
Duanmu Ding, who is the image of a novice monk, thought for a while and said: "Yes and no, it can be considered a coincidence, but it cannot be counted completely. Originally, I was planning to go to the Bagua Peak of the Flame Mountain to find Xuanyuan Yin and give my disciple a peach blossom. Forge a sword. When I arrived at the foot of Bagua Peak, I unexpectedly saw a man wearing light armor, kowtowing in the direction of the mountain. It was obvious that there was blood on his forehead. He refused to stop and cried non-stop. His nose was filled with snot and tears, which was unbearable. I went up and asked him what was going on and why he was crying and kowtowing here."
After hearing this description, Ling Zhen knew the identity of that person in an instant, and thought to himself, it seemed that General Wang was really grateful. He didn't cry or kowtow in front of his face, but behind his back, he paid the debt he owed him. We all knelt down and cried our hearts out.
"The man told me that his name was Wang Hong, and he was from the Nanli Kingdom. He came to ask for a ghost-possessing talisman to extend the soul of his dead daughter. It turned out that the owner of the Xuanyuan Furnace had already sealed the furnace and refused to refine it anymore. The person who made it was a young man named Ling Zhen, who helped me make a talisman with the alchemy furnace, but was not allowed to express my gratitude in person, so I shed tears of gratitude at the foot of Merao Mountain and kowtowed in gratitude."
Duanmu Ding said slowly, "I went up the mountain to find the person named Xuanyuan to ask about the situation. First I learned that you, Ling Zhen, actually used the ghost-possessing talisman made by Xianhao's Ding Laojun alchemy furnace, and you were willing to spend a piece of Qibao The radiant talisman is used to increase the success rate of talisman making, so the price is quite generous, yes, generous enough!"
Ling Zhen could tell that Senior Duanmu's compliments came from his sincere appreciation and were not sarcastic, so he leaned forward with a smile and said: "No matter how valuable the talisman paper is, it is just a dead thing. General Wang's daughter... although she is also dead. But at least his soul is still there, so he can be regarded as "half-dead". Using dead objects to save a half-dead person is not a loss. According to Buddhism, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, so I will save the soul of General Wang's beloved daughter. This incident can probably be regarded as the construction of about three and a half pagodas."
Duanmu Ding, who looked like a playful monk, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a knowing smile. From the bottom of his heart, he had a little liking for this young handsome man who had the same surname as his disciple Taohua, "Ling".
His Duanmu Cauldron's character is by no means boring, and because the main purpose of his Dao is the four words "life and eternity", it has always been ever-changing.
Therefore, everything he experienced in his life was strange and unpredictable, and most of the people he met were not ordinary people without abilities, but all had some weird and special tempers.
And over the years, there are so few "juniors" who have been looked down upon by Duanmu, or even liked a little bit from the bottom of their hearts, that they can be counted on one hand!
The only disciple, Ling Taohua, was one, and he, Ling Zhen, could barely count as one now.
Duanmu Ding nodded slightly and said with a smile: "The way you act is to follow your heart, and you are generous and generous in helping others. This kind of straightforward nature is worthy of recognition, and it suits my taste!"
Ling Zhen accepted the words of praise and responded respectfully: "I would like to thank Senior Duanmu for the compliment."
Duanmu Ding waved the monk's hand, indicating that there was no need to be too polite. He thanked him again and again, but it wasn't worth a few cents. What kind of courtesy was wasted?
Then he continued: "For example, I really don't like Xuanyuan Yin's temperament. In this world, there are such pedantic guys who are rigid and don't know how to adapt! Anyway, I offered various terms that I thought I was willing to give up, but I didn't. The other request was just to hope that he could make an exception and help Taohua forge a sword, that's all. It turned out that Xuanyuan was really an old antique, very pedantic, and refused to agree to life or death. What, the rules It’s just a rule that cannot be broken. Now that a new sword has been forged, it will not be possible to open the furnace again within six years. Nothing will work. If the furnace is forcibly opened, it will easily affect the foundation of the Dao... Bah!"
The great immortal cultivator with the surname Duanmu spat out a mouthful of saliva. His immature face was full of expressions of hatred. He puffed up his cheeks and cursed: "You're so mad at me, what?" The bullshit reason is to ask him to make a sword. Isn't this request too much?! It's not like I asked him to call out his daughter Xuanyuan Taiping and have a drink with me. As for such pushback and making up a bunch of nonsense Can you tell me the reason? What affects the fundamentals of Dao and deceives fools, only ghosts believe him!"
"Over the past few years, Xuanyuan has clearly been pursuing the way of 'tempering all things in the world'. He has opened many furnaces to temper iron and make swords. Isn't this the most suitable way for him to sharpen his practice and stabilize his feet? Why has he spent most of his life seeking this? The old guy who wants to refine everything in the world will feel that helping others refine swords can affect his own path. After seeing this, is he secretly enjoying himself? He is not afraid of making his old teeth laugh out loud! As things get older, their brains no longer work well and are all mush. I'm afraid that in a few years, that guy will have senile dementia and will even forget his own name!"
Seeing Duanmu Ding scolding him so vigorously, Ling Taohua, who was wearing emerald green clothes, couldn't help but interrupt and reminded her emotional mentor: "Master... seems to want you to be older."
Duanmu Ding seemed to realize just then that in terms of age, he was indeed slightly older than Xuanyuan Yin. After being slightly startled, he stretched his neck and shouted: "What's the point? That person named Xuanyuan, Old hearts are also old, you, master, and I, my age is indeed nothing, but my heart is still very young! Besides, now that I have put on such a brand new skin of a monk, no matter who looks at it, they will definitely think that I am exhausted. He's only a teenager, can he compare to Xuanyuan Yin, an old man with a wrinkled face and a big beard? No way!"
Ling Taohua smiled broadly. She was always fond of joking with Duanmu Ding. She nodded and said with a hint of ridicule: "Yes, Master, that old man Xuanyuan gets older as he lives. Master, you are just doing the opposite." , the longer you live, the younger you will be. In a few years... oh no, even now, including the psychological age, don't say Xuanyuan Yin, even if his daughter Xuanyuan Taiping, she still has to call you 'brother'! And it's uncertain. After a few years, she will probably have to call you 'brother'."
Of course Duanmu Ding could hear the sarcasm in his disciple's words as soon as he heard it. He had always been generous to Ling Taohua and didn't care much about this matter.
On the contrary, I even felt that the disciple's words were quite pleasant to listen to. He was young and naive at heart, and sometimes it was not all bad things. At least for an elderly "old man" like himself, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages, which was considered a good thing.
Perhaps because he had been scolded enough, or perhaps because he had taken advantage of Ling Taohua's "sarcastic" words, Duanmu Ding's expression became normal, his expression was cheerful as he spoke, and he said: "Since that old guy named Xuanyuan is not willing to live or die. If you help forge swords, then I won’t waste any more saliva. Who is my Duanmu Ding? I offered you the best offer, but you still don’t want to accept it. Then get lost! I’m on Bagua Peak. I stayed all night, and when I was free, I came over to see you, Ling Zhen. You are my disciple’s younger brother after all, so there is no reason not to come and take a look. But the next day, you left. Listen to Xuanyuan Yin , you went to Mount Sumeru, and you borrowed a chisel shovel to dig out some golden sharp stones to make some kind of sword box, so I followed you and left the Flame Mountain and came to the boundary of Mount Sumeru."
"Originally, I was planning on letting you dig the mine to the point where I would show up to meet you again. But I didn't expect that you, son of a bitch, would be such a loser and that you would only get such a handful of ore after digging for so long. Look, It makes me really upset, it’s such a waste of money to lose such a good shovel!”
Duanmuding raised his arms high. Since Monk Shouzi was very thin and had narrow shoulders, this posture was uncoordinated and looked a bit funny. "Just when I was about to help you a little bit, I suddenly remembered I killed the two apes that were suppressed by Master Bai Zhu under the Buddha statue. Those two beasts have been cultivating immortals for hundreds of years. Thirty years ago, they stole a lot of my immortal peaches that can prolong life. Their realm is not too low. Crossing the Tribulation Realm, and your son now doesn't even have the level 4 Dan Yuan... Oh no, he doesn't even have the Dzogchen cultivation level of the level 3 Pingxu Realm. Two level 6 monster monkeys will have ten questions to beat you Ling Zhen. It’s not too big! I just wanted to see what kind of countermeasures you, the only member of the Ling family, could make in the face of such ferocious and powerful enemies. So I secretly lifted the seal under the big Buddha. Let them out."
When Ling Zhen heard this, his expression was extremely startled, and he said in shock: "Senior, you are... thank you for releasing those two monster monkeys?!"
Duanmu Ding nodded and said: "That's absolutely right. Otherwise, do you think that with just a few shovels of yours, you can destroy the Buddhist formation set up by Master Bai Zhu? What are you daydreaming about? Think about it. I knew it was absolutely impossible!”
He glanced at Ling Taohua, who also had a surprised expression. As the master, Duanmu Ding quickly said, "Don't worry, Taohua, I am very measured about this matter. Although your brother was really beaten by me this time, I was involved in a risk, but it's not serious. Your eighth sister is safe and sound, not hurt at all. With your master and me here, you don't have to be afraid if it collapses!"
With these supplementary words, Ling Taohua didn't go into too much detail and easily spared her "young" master who was as playful as a child.
Duanmu Ding, who was like a hundred-year-old naughty boy in his heart but was actually just a child in his new skin, turned to look at Ling Zhen and said in a deep accent that was different from his own disciples: "Break the Buddhist formation. After releasing the two golden old apes that had been suppressed for thirty years, I watched in secret, wanting to see how your son would deal with the two ferocious beasts that were three levels stronger than me... The result was average, and it was manageable. The method of countermeasures is not very good, but it is not too bad. There is still something to be done. Of course, if it were my disciple Taohua, he would definitely perform better. You, my younger brother, You still have to practice, it’s so bad that you’re still young and old!”
Ling Zhen cursed in his heart, but his face remained calm and calm, pretending to be a kind-hearted person who was well-educated and could not get angry anyway.
He gritted his teeth secretly, but still smiled and responded respectfully: "Junior, please remember the teachings of your seniors. In the future, you will be diligent in enlightenment and redouble your efforts in cultivation."
Duanmu Ding felt relaxed and relaxed, smiled slightly, and acknowledged: "Although I know that you must be scolding me in your belly, but being able to hold back from scolding me and doing so well on the surface is a skill that deserves recognition! "
Ling Zhen was startled and smiled awkwardly. In order to prevent this powerful man named Duanmu from really having the ability to eavesdrop on other people's voices, he immediately stopped the curse words in his heart, tried his best to be consistent on the outside and said with squinted eyes. : "Senior smiled."
"You know whether you are smiling or not."
Duanmu Ding said leisurely, "Well, if I hadn't shown up, you would have used that wisp of sword energy hidden in the Tanzhong Fuhai, right?"
Ling Zhen was suddenly startled again, stared, and asked a little eagerly: "How did the senior know about this?"
It stands to reason that the remaining wisp of Supreme Sword Qi in the Tanzhong Point is Ling Zhen's unknown final trump card. It is kept very secret. Even if Duanmu Ding has no predictions, he should not be able to guess it.
Looking at the Ling family who looked extremely confused, Duanmu Ding laughed a few times and explained: "Stop thinking nonsense, let me tell you, I just secretly separated a piece of my mind, made it into the shape of a mustard seed, and penetrated into your body. Acupuncture points in the body are used to secretly check whether your injury is serious or not. It’s just a little internal injury, not serious, and Yu Youcong’s Qinglong Qi accelerates healing, so it’s nothing serious..."
At this moment, Ling Zhen's third sister Ling Taohua was very displeased, and there was no smile on her face. She raised her eyebrows and shouted seriously: "Master! My brother is not like you. The cycle of the road is endless, how can you kill him? He won't die, it's just a little internal injury. Hey, a strong man in the Tribulation Realm, what if my brother is accidentally beaten and his cultivation is broken?!"
Duanmu Ding realized that he had said something wrong, so he had to apologize and said to the female disciple: "Taohua, you don't know something now. That true energy called 'Qinglong' is extraordinary. It's the sword." The natal qi that the divine fish You Cong is most proud of in his life is so miraculous that ordinary internal injuries can be basically healed in just a few hours, and it is not harmful at all!"
Ling Taohua nodded her head blankly a few times, "That's it, that's pretty much it..."
He asked his ninth brother in confusion: "Brother, how come you have the Qi of that old sword god Yu?"
Ling Zhen then explained in detail how he witnessed the battle between Zhe Liu and Guan Bi at Qing Ling Temple in Qing Ling Mountain, and then accidentally met the sword god Yu You Cong. He simply explained that it was that In order to prevent himself, the "son of Yao Ying," from dying too quickly, the old sword god gave himself some extra Qinglong Qi.
That energy was first attached to the Hongmo Sword, and then Ling Zhen used his extraordinary talents to refine it into the original energy, which was stored in the meridians of the Zhouqiao acupoints. It can be used at any time and can operate freely.
After hearing this, Duanmu Ding was amazed and couldn't help but give the junior named Ling a thumbs up and sincerely praised him: "Not bad, not bad, this blessing is really good! Sometimes on the road of spiritual practice, no matter how diligent you are, Ten thousand times, it's not worth getting a good child... Why do you hear this so awkwardly? Ling Zhen, don't think too much, I'm not being weird, I just really feel that your luck is better, this kind of The great opportunities and life background have reached their peak as soon as they were born, which is really something that no one else can envy no matter what!"
Ling Zhen bowed his head, respectfully, and said modestly: "Senior, you are so complimentary."
"It's not wrong, it's not wrong at all!"
Duanmu Ding waved his hand quickly, paused, and said loudly, "By the way, there is another piece of good news. I wonder if you have noticed it yourself? After the fire spirit root and the wood spirit root, now, you The two natal spiritual roots of 'earth' and 'metal' in the root bone have also reached the highest level of level. He is only twenty years old, with four level spiritual roots and the four attributes of fire, wood, earth, and metal. All creations have reached a perfect state, tsk, this is really not vulgar!"
After hearing the good news about Ci Da, the eighth sister Ling Xiaoxiao, who should have felt proud for her ninth brother, was silent beside her, with mixed feelings in her heart.
A strong feeling of "envy" quietly arose, the kind that was so strong that nothing could be done to get rid of it!
I was born with poor talents, and I only developed a unique water spirit root after practicing for many years. So far, I have only reached the level of "Earth Level".
As for his younger brother Ling Zhen, he not only had five spiritual roots of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth since he was born, but now he actually has four levels of spiritual roots, leaving only the last water spiritual root. , still a little short of perfection.
She sighed secretly, feeling ashamed.
I feel that although I and my brother are both monks of the third level of Pingxu Realm, the gap between them is too big, too big, simply different.
Even if I have good luck in the future and can refine the so-called sword cultivation natal sword, I am afraid that I will never be able to make up the gap behind Ling Zhen. It will be difficult in this life, as difficult as climbing!
At this time, a very unrealistic idea came to the deepest part of Ling Xiaoxiao's heart.
This idea that suddenly appeared was quite fantasy and exaggerated.
That is, it would be great if one day, my cultivation level could reach a level higher than that of my younger brother Ling Zhen by three or four levels.
At that time, even if the level of spiritual roots is too far apart, I can still completely gain face as a "sister" in terms of realm background, so that my younger brother can truly look up to me...
But fantasy is just fantasy after all.
Where in this world can you become stronger quickly without practicing?
One step? Not afraid of falling down and dying!
Ling Xiaoxiao felt that this idea was too unreliable and unrealistic, so after sighing, there was another faint sigh.
