Shenwu Evil Emperor

Chapter 56

Hearing what the guard said, Ling Yuchen's expression changed dramatically.

He had seen Murong Cheng more than ten days ago, talked to him, and tried his best to heal his injuries. His voice and smile seemed to be still in front of his eyes, but now he heard the sad news of Murong Cheng. How could this be possible!

Murong Piao was also shocked, after all Murong Cheng was his brother, if it wasn't because of Murong Cheng's illness that could not be cured, he would not have locked his brother in the forbidden area, and the lock would last for ten years.

The corners of his eyes were wet for a while, and he hurriedly said to Ling Yuchen: "Patriarch Ling, I have to deal with it, excuse me."

"Patriarch Murong, I'll go with you." Ling Yuchen said hastily.

"Okay!" Murong Piao nodded, and the two of them picked up the exercises they had cultivated, and galloped towards the forbidden area like two gusts of wind.

When the two arrived at the forbidden stone room, Murong Cheng's body had already been encoffined, and only the vigorous and powerful words carved on the stone wall proved that he had lived here.

These words recorded Murong Cheng's lifelong cultivation experience, and the first sentence was marked and left to Ling Yuchen.

Seeing this sentence, Murong Piao showed a slight surprise on his face, but he didn't say anything, he just patted Ling Yuchen on the shoulder, turned around and left, he had to personally handle Murong Cheng's funeral.

Soon, Ling Yuchen was the only one left in the empty stone room. He stood quietly in front of the stone wall, watching this experience under the yellowed light.

"In the heaven and the earth, there is always a ray of life. It is called the number of Da Yan. Ninety-nine return to one. If one is missing, it is not enough. But what I want in my life is to kill thousands of miles in an instant, kill the enemy with one sword, and destroy all life. It is the sword of lore." ! The sword will never return, even if you die, you will have no regrets, the momentum of lore is achieved, and there is no match between heaven and earth!"

This passage is the essence of his experience, every word and stroke is like an ax chisel knife, Ling Yuchen looked at it intently, and felt a majestic sword intent released from it.

He immediately closed his eyes and carefully felt the sword intent. After a long time, he opened his eyes, and the eyes burst with light.

The golden chaotic vitality gushed out from the body and quickly condensed to the index finger of his right hand.

He pointed like a sword, struck out with one finger, and a qi sword shot out instantly. The surrounding of the qi sword exuded a terrifying sword intent. Around this sword intent, countless vortexes formed, and the chaotic vitality around it all turned inward. It collapsed, as if the sword completely sucked up the surrounding vitality.

The air sword hit the wall next to it, and with a soft sound, the hard stone wall seemed to be swallowed up, forming an inverted spindle shape, hollowed out to a three-foot square.

Such swordsmanship!

Enough to be called "lore"!
There is no life!

Ling Yuchen was horrified, it was just a qi sword formed by the chaotic vitality of the gold system, plus the sword intent that was less than one percent just comprehended, it was so powerful!What if you understand it all?

Glancing at the index finger of his right hand, he frowned slightly,
The power of this lore sword is too great, just a qi sword makes his fingers swell slightly, and his meridians are even more swollen and painful.

Running the dead wood formula cured his fingers for a moment, and immediately continued to look intently, devoting himself to this experience.

When he circulated the chaotic vitality of the gold system again, the transparent flying sword appeared in his hand.

Ever since this flying sword came into being, it has always been used as a sneak attack due to lack of matching sword moves. Now, this lore sword seems to be tailor-made for it.

Holding the flying sword tightly, an inexplicable strong confidence surged into my heart.

With a sword strike, a beam of sword light, like the scorching sun rising to the sun, keeps expanding in front of your eyes. The endless sea of ​​sword energy wraps the entire stone chamber in it. On the extremely hard steel pillar, countless deep swords suddenly appear. mark.

Putting the sword back and standing still, Ling Yuchen shook his head slightly. Now he has grasped one-tenth of the sword's intent, and has his own understanding of this lore sword.

The sword of lore has no return, once it fails to injure the enemy, it is very likely to suffer from it.

Perhaps, Murong Chengcheng suffered ten years of torment because he failed to injure the blood-clothed Luo family member with his sword, but was seriously injured instead.

"Why is there no return to the lore!"

Ling Yuchen pondered for a moment, smiled slightly, and moved Feng Wude's footwork. Suddenly, countless phantoms appeared in the stone room, and the stone room was filled with sword energy, and it was everywhere.Suddenly, all the phantoms merged into one, and a lore-killing sword energy suddenly shot out from the phantom. As soon as the sword aura came out, the phantom suddenly disappeared from the original place.

That sword energy was many times stronger than the previous ones, and it cut a steel column in the stone room with five people hugging it into two pieces.

Ling Yuchen stopped and looked at the two steel pillars, his eyes sparkling.

"This pose is issued by the transparent flying sword, combined with the wind's non-fixed footwork, it is invisible and invisible, and the sword is intended to kill. It is called Wuying Burial Sky Strike!"

If Murong Cheng had such exquisite footwork combined with the lore sword back then, he might not have been defeated by the Xueyi Luo family.

Thinking of this, his eyes fell on the sentence "revenge, revenge" engraved at the end of the stone wall.

The four characters are three feet square, half a foot deep into the stone wall, full of blood inside, shocking, obviously full of hatred and humiliation.

A genius who attracts everyone's attention, but because of a town government competition, he was seriously injured and trapped in a dark stone room for ten years.

The bloody Luo family!Why is it so vicious!

Ling Yuchen clenched his hands together tightly, and murmured in a low voice: "Uncle Cheng, don't worry, your lore sword will flourish in my hands, and I will avenge your revenge for you."

As he spoke, he swung a sword with his right hand, immediately erasing all the handwriting on the entire stone wall, and turned to leave.

When I got home, it was almost dusk.I saw my father was chatting with several patriarchs in the living room, and Chen Fang, the patriarch of the Chen family, was among them.

Seeing Ling Yuchen, Chen Fang and the other patriarchs immediately stood up to greet him.

Ling Yuchen didn't know the purpose of Chen Fang's visit, but seeing how attentive he was, it was hard to refuse, so he sat down.

After chatting for a while, Chen Fang coughed and said with a smile, "Patriarch Ling will definitely face the Luo family in blood clothes this time. I don't know how confident he is."

Ling Yuchen heard the words, and said lightly: "Not a single point, because I don't know the opponent's strength."

Chen Fang rolled his eyes a few times quickly, and said with a smile, "I'm the one who was abrupt, but if patriarch Ling can kill the Luo family in blood, please don't hold back."

Ling Yuchen's eyelids couldn't help but twitched, looked at Chen Fang, and thought in his heart, the Chen family was probably the mansion that had conflicts with the Luo family back then, as for the families that followed, there were probably many of them.

"I believe you all know the strength of the Xueyi Luo family. I am only a one-star warrior in the Kunyuan realm. It is not easy to earn a good ranking for Qinglong Town. As for killing the people of the Xueyi Luo family... it depends on the situation." Just do it." While speaking, Ling Yuchen's face was as calm as water.

When Chen Fang heard this, he immediately took out a few brocade boxes from his arms with a smile, and said, "Patriarch Ling, these are all medicinal pills to assist cultivation, which are very helpful to cultivation, please accept it."

Several other patriarchs also quickly presented their gifts, and Ling Yuchen was not polite. These gifts are used to assist in cultivation and can improve his strength as soon as possible, which is of great help to him.

Seeing Ling Yuchen accepting the gift, Chen Fang smiled even more, and said a few more words before leaving with an excuse.

When these people left, Ling Buxu said: "This Chen family is the family that had conflicts with the Luo family back then."

"Well, the Bloody Luo family will definitely target me in this town government competition, so if you can kill them, you will kill them, and they will take these things away." Ling Yuchen smiled.

Seeing that his son knew what was in his mind, Ling Buxu didn't say anything more.

In the early morning three days later, outside Qinglong Town.

"Father, I'm leaving, take care of yourself." Ling Yuchen said goodbye to Ling Buxu, and seeing the hesitation in his father's eyes, he said loudly: "Jade can't be cut without being cut, and how can you be better in martial arts without going through a lot of experience?" Go ahead, dad, don't worry."

Seeing his son's resolute expression, Ling Buxu raised his eyes, and finally said: "Okay, Chen'er, be careful on the road. As for the town government competition, don't be brave, and don't force what you can't do."

Ling Yuchen nodded, bowed deeply to his father, turned and left.

Ling Buxu watched his proud son go away, with indescribable pride and sadness in his eyes.

Looking at his son's back that was drifting away, he suddenly stretched out his right fist and murmured: "Chen'er, come on!"

As if sensing his father's mood, Ling Yuchen turned his head, waved his hand in the direction of Qinglong Town, and walked into the direction of the rising sun.

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As the sun sets, a small sea of ​​clouds appears on the horizon along a rugged ancient road, setting off the setting sun exceptionally beautifully. The slowly sinking setting sun has a sad and poignant beauty, and it spares no effort to dye the surrounding sunset glow red.

On the ancient road, Ling Yuchen walked slowly. It has been a month since he left home. During this month, he has crossed three high mountains, two mountain ridges, and passed through a town.

This is the first time he has been so far away from home. The reason why he walks instead of taking other means of transportation is because he wants to feel nature in this way.

He has been busy practicing on weekdays, and there are very few opportunities for him to calm down and understand nature, so he doesn't want to miss it.

Comprehension is also a kind of practice, a practice of the soul.

During this month, he faintly felt that everything in the world was alive.

Whether it is animals, plants, or even the towering and immovable mountains, the vast land that stretches as far as the eye can see, and the endless rivers and lakes, they all have their own souls.

However, not everyone feels this.

Looking at the sunset glow in the sky, feeling the gentle breeze at dusk, a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The wind brought the movement in the distance into his mind through a wonderful rhythm.

The colorful blooming flowers, the hardworking insects, the gentle breeze, and even the soil mixed with the fragrance of flowers, all of these are so fresh, flexible, and intertwined with each other, forming a beautiful picture of nature.

This is a brand new perception, different from the past, and brought a completely different feeling to Ling Yuchen.

He touched his nose, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, and muttered to himself:
"Maybe it's time to advance!"

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(End of this chapter)