After three years of mourning for his deceased mother in his family's villa, and two and a half years of living in the Shang Academy, Ling Zhen is now twenty-five years old.
Today, after having stayed in the college for five full semesters, I successfully broke through in a state of "unprecedented and unprecedented".
After working hard for many years, Ling Zhen finally reached the fourth level of Alchemy Realm.
As soon as you enter the Danyuan realm, the golden elixir and Yuanying will be born in your body, which is the "little perfection".
And this is also the result of young people trying to suppress the situation.
This fully shows how solid and solid the foundation of Ling Zhen’s third realm is, which is truly astonishing!
For Ling Zhen's realm.
His master Ying Chun commented like this.
"Facing an enemy at the sixth level of Tribulation Realm, as long as they are not the kind of old monsters with extremely rough skin and extremely deep knowledge, they can basically defeat them and kill them after winning."
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After reaching Dan Yuan Xiao Consummation, Ling Zhen celebrated that he had broken through the third-level bottleneck. The "big boss" Ling Zhen generously donated money and invited every student in the college to gather together in the entertainment venue "Carry His Mother". In a certain restaurant, although you enjoy eating and drinking, you can drink wine and eat meat with open belly.
There were no empty seats in the building, and even the open space outside was filled with seats. All kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas were supplied one after another for you to take as you please.
All the purchases made by everyone here today will be paid for by Mr. Ling!
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Zhang Shu had already left in April and returned to his hometown of Shuanghan, so he was unable to attend this dinner.
Ling Zhen didn't feel sorry.
There will definitely be a chance to meet again next time.
"Sword City", right?
Friends, wait for me to come to you.
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Everyone was drinking and having fun, a real feast was going on here.
Ling Zhen ran to the restaurant owner to roughly calculate the accounts, and after giving him an astronomical sum, he turned around and walked away alone.
All matters have been arranged.
An entire luxury building was given to Pan Jian to take care of, and two small shops selling pretty things and lattes were given to Ji Xingchen.
The business of Yingchun Shop is all handled by Yang Junjie. It doesn't matter if you make more or less, because Ling Zhen doesn't want a penny of money.
As for Gao Fei, he loves practicing swordsmanship and doesn't have much time to look after the accounts. Because someone has to take care of the picturesque wall of Poetic Mountain, so Ling Zhen handed over this "big responsibility" to the five tigers in Shangdao who have the highest realm. Ah Fei.
The task is simple.
Just prevent someone from graffiti on the wall.
Want to engrave words or write something on the artistic wall?
Yes, just spend money.
The four good brothers who slept with 3701 had a "farewell drink".
The five tigers of Shangdao are all bloody men, but at the wine table, everyone's eyes were filled with tears, not because of pretentiousness, but because of the importance of righteousness.
"Brothers, I'm leaving. There is no such thing as a feast that lasts forever. Please take care of yourself!"
"Okay, you must take care of yourself too!"
"Don't die in a foreign land, Master Ling."
"Axing is right, Mr. Ling, you kid, give me a try!"
"Young Master Yang, you are talking very drunken words. Young Master Ling will not die, even if he is beaten to death... he will not die."
"When it's done, come back to the academy and see us..."
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After saying goodbye to his roommates, Ling Zhen went to say goodbye to his master Ying Chun and senior sister Ling Fengge.
On the occasion of parting, Ying Chun gave his second disciple a piece of "White Tiger True Essence", which was contained in his Tanzhong Mansion. At the critical moment, this true essence could protect Ling Zhen from a fatal injury.
The old sword master didn't tell Ling Zhen that all the fatal damage transferred would be sucked away by Ying Chun, who was known as the "White Tiger Emperor" in the past.
It doesn't matter whether you talk about such a small thing or not.
Ying Chun is a sword cultivator of the Great Dao Realm of the first generation, with a high level of background, and his self-confidence is far different from his disciple Ling Zhen's cultivation level. To sustain a "fatal" injury to a child of the Ling family should be a big problem and not worth mentioning.
If it weren't for the fact that there was only one natal soul, Ying Chun might have been able to give away ten or eight of these White Tiger True Essences, without a trace of distress.
Ling Fengge gave his ninth brother a beloved turquoise jade flute. In the flute, there was a person whose combat power was not very high, but who could continuously supply the spiritual energy of the island, world and world to Ling Zhen's "Sword Spirit".
The name of the sword spirit is "Qingtong".
True to its name, the skin all over its body is as green as jade.
He looks like a young man, with green hair, wearing white clothes, and a pair of eyes as bright as emeralds.
After accepting the gifts from his master and senior sister, Ling Zhen also went to Guangming Cave in Blind Mountain.
In the cave, after expressing his intention to leave with the principal, Zhuge Jielu didn't say anything more, but just gave him a gift as well.
Ling Zhen originally thought there was only one gift, but later he realized that there was a second gift.
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After leaving the Guangming Cave, Ling Zhen still held tightly the small bag of tips given to him by the Emperor.
It was a golden brocade bag with a five-clawed dragon embroidered on it. It was so light that no one could guess what it contained.
Obviously, Zhuge Jielu did not want to inform him in advance, and only spoke to Ling Zhen, asking him to open the bag after he had finished handling the affairs of Shuanghan Continent and was "complete."
It contains things you can't expect, and it's definitely a good thing that will come in handy.
Since the principal was so intent on selling things off, Ling Zhen didn't want to ask any more questions. He bowed, thanked him, and left, returning to the ground from the abyss-like pit.
We haven't walked a few steps to the entrance of the cave.
Suddenly, there was an incredible and huge sound in the sky.
It was different from any sound Ling Zhen had heard in the past.
There is a kind of... free and unrestrained atmosphere of freedom, which fills the world with the sound of the "big roar".
What is that thing screaming?
Ling Zhen was slightly shaken, and then subconsciously raised his head.
Just because the sky above seemed to be blocked by something.
This thing is so huge that it can even block sunlight.
That living creature had an unknown length of body, extremely slender, and covered with golden feathers.
Flap your wings.
Its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky.
Gao Fei, a swordsman, has been practicing in Kun Lake for many years. He once understood a sword move and named it "Kun Yin".
However, the giant Kun has never made a groaning sound. Only when it successfully transforms into a bird can its sound shake the sky.
In mythology, there is a big fish named Kun, which has neither flown nor screamed for thousands of years.
It is said that after the giant Kun turned into a roc, it could soar into the sky and become a blockbuster.
Today.
There is nothing in Kun Lake.
That giant old Kun finally turned into a roc.
Flying straight into the blue sky, its cry echoes in the world!
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The emperor's voice came from the Guangming Cave: "The Kunpeng flaps its wings, the water hits three thousand miles, and it soars up ninety thousand miles. Ling Zhen, this demonic roc bird is your mount for this trip! Go! , the Human Race’s Island of Sorrow, will always be waiting for you to come back.”
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The "golden-winged roc" that was Principal Zhuge's second gift, at this time, flew down to the earth from a high place very docilely.
It bends over, as if begging the new owner to jump up.
Ling Zhen nodded and said with a smile, "This strange beast is really human." He was in a great mood and was about to jump on Dapeng's back.
At this time, a girl wearing brown clothes rushed here in a hurry.
Seeing this person arriving, Ling Zhen felt confused and asked, "Classmate, do you have something to do with me?"
The girl had a strange look on her face. She hesitated for a long time and finally managed to say something - "Ling Zhen, I like you!"
Ling Zhen was deeply surprised.
But before the young man could say anything, the girl continued to speak: "I know you, but you don't even know my name... But it doesn't matter, it doesn't affect my liking for you."
Ling Zhen immediately didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Is this girl a fool?
The girl with a short nose and three-dimensional facial features mustered up the courage to look directly at her sweetheart. She said to the green robe: "My name is Li Li, from Dayu in the northern country of Hanlan Continent. I know, You will definitely not like me, but I like you so much that I dreamed about you for a month... In order to get rid of that painful love, I wrote a song for you. I heard that you were leaving. Now, I want to sing this song to you before I leave. When I finish singing, when you finish listening, I will never like you again. I will drop out of school and go back to my hometown, Dayu Country."
Ling Zhen smiled faintly, "Miss... Miss Li, how did you know that I was leaving?"
Li Li said without hesitation, "Yang Junjie told me."
Ling Zhen smacked his lips, raised his forehead and said, "That guy who has no control over his mouth."
Li Li became a little unhappy, pouted and frowned, and said angrily: "Why, don't you even have the patience to listen to me sing a song?"
Ling Zhen twitched the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said: "How could it be possible? Just sing, Miss Li. You are the last person on this island to give me a gift. I will listen to this song carefully."
Li Li immediately laughed, her eyebrows were beautiful, and she said with a smile: "Okay, I wrote this song "True Heart" very carefully, I hope you like it. I don't expect you to like me as a person, just like the song. ."
Don't even say it.
This girl from the northern country of Hanlan Continent has a really pretty smile.
Ling Zhen was thinking like this when he saw the girl surnamed Li taking out a bamboo slipper from her arms. Then, a burst of white mist instantly came out of her body, and a tall female Yin Shen was born out of thin air. Come!
Ling Zhen was taken aback, opened his eyes wide and said, "The Yin Shen came out of the body? Are you... a monk in the Consecrated Light Realm?"
Li Li shook his head and explained: "Of course not. This is just a 'me' that I split with the natal sword 'Distraction'. It is different from the Yin God and Yang God in the Five Realms. Don't worry about it. Do you still want to hear me sing?!"
Ling Zhen thought to himself.
This girl's natal sword divine power was somewhat similar to her own "Vulcan" sword, so she grinned and said, "Listen, if you want to hear it, girl, please sing."
Li Li said casually that it was more or less the same.
Then, she handed the wooden flute-shaped beard to the other "self".
Li Li, who was distracted, took a deep breath and began to slowly blow the mustache.
Li Li, as the main body, also sang the song she composed for Ling Zhen alone along with the music.
The sound of Hujia is mellow and deep.
The girl's singing voice is soft and has the characteristics of northern ethnic singing.
Very beautiful and pleasant to the ear.
“The sky rains, and the spring rain knows your wishes.
The road ahead is long, and the winter in Shuangzhou is bitterly cold. Remember to pack more clothes.
The autumn wind is blowing, and the sky is clear in the evening.
The dust is rising on the temples, the sun is setting on the desert loess, and sadness is filling the sky.
Willow Yiyi, farewell to you now.
There is no moonlight on the top of the mountain, and the idiot has been dead for thousands of years. The poor girl moans in her sleep.
Walking leisurely every day, the sound is sad, and the Yanbo Pavilion is independent.
No matter how many flowers have fallen, I will share you with you tonight.
From now on, it will be difficult to remember you, the song ends and everyone disperses, leaving me with sadness..."
Listening to the infectious singing voice of the girl in brown clothes, Ling Zhen was intoxicated, his expression became a little dazed, and for some reason, there was infinite emotion in his chest... and a feeling of vicissitudes of life.
It's not just Li Li.
There are also Principal Zhuge, Master Ying Chun, eldest sister Ling Fengge, roommates from 3701, and other tutors and classmates in the college.
Ling Zhen weighed the weight in his heart and realized that their "friendship" with him weighed ten million kilograms!
This South China Sea island has been floating in the sky for thousands of years.
This monastic academy has never been short of talented people.
For the young man in Qingpao, the meaning is also as heavy as tens of thousands of kilograms...
But, but.
After all, I have to wave goodbye.
Just like what Ling Zhen said when he separated from the other four members of the "Five Tigers of Sad Island".
There is no never-ending feast.
Always go to the end of the world.
Always have to find a different way of living.
Or a way to die, that's fine.
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As a thank you, Ling Zhen used as sincere a tone as possible and bowed to the northern girl surnamed Li: "The girl is extremely beautiful. She forgets the vulgarity when she sees her. The tunes she composes are even more amazing. It makes people not know the taste of meat after hearing it... How can I be virtuous?" How can I be liked by a girl? From now on, you and I will probably never see each other again. I sincerely wish you the best of my heart, and hope that the girl will meet her husband and stay together till the end of her life, loving her for a lifetime."
The girl Li Li originally wanted to say some tough words to show that she was proud and strong enough.
But in the end, she was still moved by Ling Zhen's words. Hot tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and she said with a trembling voice: "If we are destined in the next life, we will continue our relationship in this life! Farewell."
After saying this, the girl in brown clothes turned around and left without looking back, running quickly.
Try your best to stay as far away from that handsome young man in green robes as she could ever dream of.
hateful.
Why do the tears flow uncontrollably the further away we are?
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After Li Li left, Ling Zhen was no longer anxious and jumped onto Peng's back.
Looking at where the girl surnamed Li was walking away, he didn't look away for a long time.
Let out a long sigh of relief.
Relieved? Or it can be said to be the relief after giving up something.
The young man suddenly bowed his hands and bowed his head to the north.
That is the direction of Tianshen Villa in Zhongzhou of Hanlan Continent's Splendid Dynasty.
It is the hometown of Ling Zhen.
"Dad, this is an unfilial child. If you go east to a foreign land, nine times out of ten you will die, but you have nothing to fear. All you want is pleasure and a clear conscience."
"Mom, if I die, I will come to Huangquan to find you as soon as possible."
"We'll say goodbye now. The mountains are high and the road is far away. We are at the end of the world. Don't miss us."
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Carrying a golden sword box in the name of "filial piety" behind him, the green-robed man took one last look at the island that reached the sky before leaving, and then turned around.
Stepping on the flying golden roc in the clouds, Ling Zhen stayed away from Shang Academy and headed to the east alone.
The sea is vast and the world is vast.
There is only one Pengniao and a "stranger".
There was an ancient book that once wrote, "The wind is rustling and the water is cold. A strong man will never return once he leaves."
In this "late spring cold" season when winter is almost over, the cold winds over the South China Sea are blowing, making people look desolate.
Now that I'm gone, I wonder if the strong man can come back again?
No problem, no problem.
Since he is a "strong man", he pays tribute to my hometown with his plain clothes and swords to decide life and death!
Qing Pao Ke and the golden-winged roc, one person and one roc, traveled across the sea and entered Shuanghan Continent.
(Volume 2, "The Sorrow of the Human Race", end.)
(The story in the next volume will be presented in the form of plot points.)
