Lord Sword Immortal will not be defeated

Chapter 10 The World Is Like a Sea of ​​Bitterness
"That child will have no problem!" Elder Qing Chi said firmly, "I know his origin very well, and Nephew Jing Yuan has told me about it."

Qing Qing gave him a white look: "He also told me, of course I am not saying that there is something wrong with that little baby, I mean, after going down the mountain, if there is anything that can be related to the disappearance of Nephew Jing Yuan, then it is the most It is possible that after he left alone this time, something happened that we don't know, or... was noticed by something we don't know."

As soon as these words came out, the two old monks fell into deep thought.

Abbot Qing Zheng quickly said: "Qing Wang, what are your plans?"

"Eldest brother, you know that I practice the Eight Heavenly Dragon Techniques, and I have always been more inclined to slay demons and eliminate demons, and I have never been good at tracking and searching, so after I searched and found nothing, I led the crowd back quickly. , I want to know how Nephew Jingyuan is doing at this time, and secondly, I hope that there will be brothers who are better at this way to help."

Abbot Qingzheng nodded, closed his eyes for a few breaths, and opened his eyes again and said, "Relax for now, Jingyuan's life is safe."

Both Qing Wang and Qing Chi breathed a sigh of relief.

Qing Chi followed up and said, "Senior Brothers, do you want to call Senior Brother Qing Hai back?"

Qing Hai, one of the ten eminent monks of Bailong Temple, is also the master of Jing Yuan.

Qingzheng nodded: "I sent a message just now, but he still hasn't responded."

Qing Huang frowned: "Brother, Senior Brother Qing Hai has been traveling around, but he doesn't know where he is at the moment, even if he returns, it will take a long time."

"I understand." Qingzheng paused, and then said: "You go to Qinghe, he is good at finding traces, and then look for Qingdeng, he can observe the situation. The three of you are together, let's go down the mountain after some preparations. "

Qing thought about it for a while, but didn't have anything better to pay attention to, so he nodded in response.

Seeing Qing Huang standing up, Qing Chi hurriedly said: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother Qing Huang, I can also help."

Qingzheng shook his head: "It's fine if you have the heart, but there are too many people with distracted eyes, so it's inconvenient to act."

Qing Huang also said: "If you have the tracking ability of Junior Brother Qing He, I will take you there."

Qingchi curled his lips: "He also knows how to search and track, his strength is so poor, I'm afraid that he will never come back."

Qing Wang stared at him immediately: "Do you think me and senior brother Qing Deng can't protect him alone?"

Qing Chi stopped talking immediately.

Qingzheng waved his hands with a smile, "Don't argue, Qingchi also cares about Qinghe and Jingyuan, so go ahead, don't delay."

"Mr. Nephew Jingyuan, I am concerned about Qinghe...I am afraid that he will slow down." Qingchi defended himself.

But Qingzheng and Qingwang ignored him.

Qing Huang said goodbye, turned around and left vigorously.

After he walked away, Qingchi frowned and said: "Eldest brother, nephew Jingyuan..."

"Okay, it's useless to talk too much. Since his life is safe, then track him down as soon as possible, and I will always pay attention to his status."

Hearing this, Qing Chi blinked, and his voice suddenly lowered a lot: "Brother, are you about to... break through?"

Qingzheng didn't respond, just closed his eyes.

But Qing Chi still caught the slight upward trajectory of his wrinkled mouth.

So, he became more relieved, and a smile appeared immediately.

Grabbing the long sword that Qing Wang left behind, he also got up to leave.

After the two left, Abbot Qingzheng moved his fingers, and the cloth bag Qingwang left behind was untied, and a cloud of black and reddish mist rushed out of it.

After the thick fog escaped, it immediately turned and shot towards the door.

But when he reached the door, a golden "卍" character suddenly appeared in the void.

Then, a miserable howl suddenly sounded, and the volume of the dense fog suddenly decreased.

The sound of the abbot chanting sutras sounded immediately, and the dense fog began to disperse and gather, in different shapes, screams and cursing overlapped, but the voice gradually became quieter.

The color of the mist gradually became lighter, and a beast with protruding fangs, a terrifying appearance, and a particularly large and bulging abdomen loomed inside.

……

After a while.

Qingchi raised his sword and stood at the gate of Zhulin Temple.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, he suddenly let out a light snort.

An invisible wave spread out from his body, and soon covered the entire small courtyard.

Wang Li's image of concentrating on his cultivation was completely reflected in his mind, and the fast surging aura around him could not escape his eyes.

"This kid is practicing so fast!"

After secretly astonished, he was also more satisfied with his plan.

With a touch of foot, the old monk rolled into the courtyard as lightly as a swallow.

In the room, Wang Li also noticed the undisguised or even deliberate external fluctuations, so he took the initiative to wake up from the practice.

When he opened the door, he immediately saw Qing Chi smiling happily.

Wang Li glanced at the door where the wooden bolt was still there, and calmly stepped forward to salute: "Disciple pays homage to Master Qingchi."

"Haha, good! What a good boy who knows etiquette." Qing Chi's eyes seemed to be bright, and Wang Li was quite helpless with his words and demeanor.

"The master is too famous, please come in and rest."

"Well, lead the way!"

After leading Elder Qingchi into the main hall to sit down, Wang Li politely resigned and turned around to boil water and make tea for him.

Qingchi didn't say a word the whole time, just stroking his short beard, watching him with a smile as he lit the fire and fanned himself, busy left and right.

If it wasn't for Wang Li's constant meditation, it would be really hard to bear his undisguised eyes.

Not long after, Wang Li served tea.

"Master, please drink tea."

"it is good!"

The old monk took it in response, and regardless of the boiling water, he gulped down the tea in one gulp.

Putting down the teacup, there was a hiss, and the steam was steaming in his mouth.

"Good tea! Hahaha!"

Wang Li could only maintain a polite smile.

Bang!

A long sword was placed on the table, and Qingchi pushed it in front of Wang Li.

"yours."

Wang Li raised his eyebrows slightly: "Master?"

"I've read it for you. Although it's not a good thing, the swordsmith is not a mortal. It's enough for you."

Wang Li still stood in place.

Seeing this, Qing Chi stretched out his hand and quickly drew the sword.

Suddenly, a blue light bloomed in the room, and a clear and melodious sound suddenly rang out in the ears.

Wang Li moved his eyes and looked intently.

I saw that the blade of the sword was light blue, and it seemed that a layer of faint blue light was blooming from the inside out.

As Qingchi turned his wrist, the mirror-smooth sword surface clearly reflected everything around him, and the delicate, silk-like sharp blade was also revealed. There seemed to be a bit of lingering coldness at the tip of the sword. Condensed in it.

Before Wang Li had time to watch it, Qing Chi changed hands and inserted it back into the sheath.

Qingchi: "This is yours, you can look at it however you want in the future."

Wang Li stared at the hilt of the sword for a while, then raised his head and asked, "Master, what do you mean?"

Qingchi picked up the teacup, "Jing Yuan gave it to you."

Wang Li was a little relieved, and stretched out his hand to gently touch the scabbard from the hilt to the scabbard carefully.

But after a while, he paused, "Master Zu, where is Master Jingyuan?"

"He...he still has something to do, so he can't come back for the time being."

Wang Li heard the pause that was quickly covered up in his mouth, and his two slightly lighter eyebrows could not help but wrinkle.

(End of this chapter)