Becoming a Senior Sister Lingshan

Chapter 722 Chain Reaction
A few months have passed, and the current Young Master Qionghua seems to be a different person in terms of temperament and cultivation compared to before.

At this time, the young master does not look like a descendant of Jianping. The only thing related to the sword in his body is the broken sword at his waist... The dull hilt does not look like a precious sword, but more like a keepsake .

He is more like a scholar than a monk.

At this time, Mr. Qionghua was dressed in white, with a dagger on his waist, and a square painting box on his back, in which countless scrolls and painting tools could be faintly seen.

As the distance got closer, he could still smell the faint aroma of ink exuding from his body, which was refreshing.

Of course, no one with a little discernment will think that he is really a painter who is full of dust...

In the eyes of the monks, there was a strong cold air around the young master, and the source...was the dagger at his waist.

But if you look carefully, you will find that the main cold air comes from the young master's heart, and there seems to be something extremely cold stored there, which dyes the young master's face pale, as cold as frost.

The son looked up.

Is the town ahead again?

"I don't know...is there anyone worthy of my study?"

A little expectation appeared on the calm face.

Although he left Qionghua in the first place in order to completely inherit the name [Wuhen], he himself didn't really want to go down the mountain, but... this time down the mountain did gain a lot.

He is not good at drawing people, especially women, so he visited many masters along the way.

The longest time was to learn eye painting from a down-and-out old man... for half a month.

Maybe, I am the master in the eyes of the other party, but there is no limit to learning, everyone has something they are good at, and it is worth learning from.

The son's trip has been fruitful.

As for why he wanted to learn painting instead of staying in Qionghua to practice swords... it wasn't because he fell in love with elves.

Thinking of that girl who is obviously cute but pretends to be indifferent and majestic... the young master felt his heart beating a lot more violently, and after a while.

Long sigh.

"Falling in love with elves...and the highest elves, what kind of fool am I..." The young master stroked the stubble on his chin and smiled wryly.

It's been a long time since he took care of himself, so his elf would definitely not like it.

Go to the town ahead to take a good rest and pretend to be out.

It's time to go to Lingshan.

……

……

Suddenly a monk of Huaxu appeared, and Lu You and Li Liweng noticed it instantly. The former didn't care at all, and walked around in the street, while the latter, because of Lezheng Luoting, even carefully observed it.

A few miles away, the Lily Weng appeared ten meters in front of Lezheng Luoting, secretly looking at the place where he entered the customs.

"Qinghua's little guy? Wait, isn't it a residual flower?" Li Liweng tilted his head: "Jianping is very agile this time, is he the current "Mr. Wuhen"?"

Ok……

how to say?

In the past, Jianping's successors were all like that, with good looks, strong strength, no trace of sword passing, and ice-cold existence...

Do you understand when I say that?

But now the man wearing Qionghua appears, but no matter how he looks at it, he is a scholar, or a sloppy kind, like an old man like him.

Let alone frosty.

Weng Xiaoli thinks that this is a stupid scholar, but the coldness is cold enough.

He can feel the cold air emanating from the young master's body here, and he doesn't know what treasure is hidden.

"Huh? That's Qionghua Sword..."

Seeing the dull saber on the young master's waist, the coordinator was stunned for a moment.

"broken???!!!"

His eyes were wide open, bloodshot eyes filled in an instant.

Weng covered his chest, and almost couldn't lift it up in one breath, unable to calm down, his chest heaved violently.

Qionghua Sword, that is Qionghua Sword! ! ! !
It is the closest existence to the fairy sword in ten thousand years. If it is in Shushan, even the filial son will find ways to make offerings to it...

If it was him... Weng Xiaoli thinks that he will never leave his body even when he sleeps.

It is such a Qionghua sword that is regarded as a treasure in the eyes of everyone who uses a sword...

Now, that's it?

Xiao Liweng felt that his heart was bleeding, and what he couldn't understand was, why didn't he repair the broken sword?Has the Qionghua Holy Land decayed to this extent?If it is Shushan, they will go bankrupt and try to repair it.

As for why it was broken... Weng Li hat hadn't thought about it, the ancient sword has a spirit, and it might make sense that he chose it himself.

Immediately afterwards... Weng took out a bag from his bosom, reached out to flip through it, and there was a look of pain in his eyes.

If Qionghua doesn't help with the repair, he... can help, in his own name.

Otherwise, looking at it will feel worse than death.

Suo Liweng is also a representative of the poorer and poorer the craftsman refining in Shushan. No matter who he is refining, as long as he can do it.

"Ten pieces of Iron Peak Mine, five pieces of Yueyang Crystal Stone, one piece of Xingshui Stone... and a vat of time-gold... eh? Is there nothing else? Gone???" The old man was stunned, and then he held his heart It fell to the ground with a bang, muttering in his mouth.

"It's gone... It's gone... How could it be gone..."

It shouldn't be just such a small collection of goods.

Should not be ah.

Oh.

I remembered.

He is a poor man.

Very sad fact.

He didn't have any savings in the first place, and some time ago, for the forging of the fairy sword and scabbard, he basically threw a lot of money into it. The little ore left now is because the casting of the scabbard does not require ores other than fire and ice attributes. down.

Weng Xiaoli finally realized the fact that he is a poor ghost.

"However... just these ores are enough to repair the Qionghua Sword."

Thinking of saving the damaged spirit sword, the Li hat Weng who was lying on the ground chuckled, he was too wretched, but he was not in a hurry to see Mr. Qionghua.

When Lezheng is safe in court, it won't be too late for him to go find that Wuhen boy.

Anyway, it looked like he was going to Lingshan, so he probably had thoughts about Lu Ling.

Weng Xiaoli snorted coldly, he was reluctant to repair even a sword, how can he treat Lu Ling well?
If it was someone else, they would naturally not try to help repair the broken sword. Just kidding, Qionghua sword, you can tell it is the symbol of Qionghua just by hearing the name, who would be so stupid to help Qionghua repair the Qionghua sword, isn't this a slap in the face?
But no matter how many talents there are in Shushan, he just looks unhappy at Broken Sword.

Moreover, the remaining ores and metals he said are all the best of the best, even with Qionghua's background, they can't show much.

In particular, that vat of liquid metal, age-gilded gold, is as cherished as the longevity fruit among spiritual fruits... There is still a vat of this old thing, and those old monsters who also like refining weapons know that they can't help but grab it.

For such a precious thing, he was willing to restore the spirit sword to Qionghua, whom he didn't know or even had a close relationship with. It can only be said that Shushan people's brain circuits are very clear.

All of a sudden, Weng Xiaoli felt footsteps near his ears, and when he looked up, he found a pair of bright red embroidered shoes.

Going up the shoe, what you see is a round face and almond eyes.

He met the girl's gaze.

The atmosphere froze.

The coroner twitched the corners of his mouth, and he noticed the moment Le Zhengluo moved, but he didn't move.

This is too embarrassing.

By the way, why did this girl move around suddenly?Her condition didn't recover, but on the contrary... it seemed to be a bit forceful.

"..." Lezheng Luoting's face was pale at this moment, he looked at the old thing under his feet with the eyes of looking at the trash, and then... without saying a word, he just stepped on him.

She recognized the Liao Li Weng.

She has seen.

Was it the time when Lu Ling was still in Shushan, this old fellow appeared together with a young man, scaring Moyuan Demon King so much that it was preliminarily estimated to be a very powerful senior in Shushan?
But so what?
Lezheng Luoting didn't care if he was following her to protect her or something, for a young girl in her prime, an old man secretly followed her and smiled obscenely, it was already a shame not to kill him with a sword.

Her body exists only for Lu Ling.

Stepping over the "garbage" on the ground, the red embroidered shoes fell to the ground, the girl's body trembled violently, her legs went limp, and she almost fell, but fortunately, she stabilized.

This startled Weng Xiaoli. If this girl loses control and let her murderous aura erupt, although she won't be able to hurt him, once Lezheng falls to the court and throws the "leakage" pot to him, then he will be punished by Mr. Xiao in the future. His disciples will hate him for a lifetime.

Le Zhengluoting's persistence and perseverance made even him feel apprehensive.

However, it could be seen that Lezheng Luoting was under a lot of pressure at this time.

However, she has something to do.

Yes, she can use the magic treasure, and any secret method in it can help her overcome the difficulties in front of her. The reason why her mental power is so high is also related to learning the magic treasure.

But she doesn't want to use it.

One is...she has the exercises given by her master.

Two, I learned it, but she didn't want to use it without Lu Ling's permission.

On her own, she can too.

She is going into town.

Be sure to enter the city.

As for why she suddenly had such a big obsession, pulled her out of her cowardice and hesitation, and insisted on suppressing her murderous aura to enter the city...

the reason is simple.

She... felt the scent of that girl.

chill.

Strong cold air.

It was the smell she could smell in her dreams, and it was hundreds of times stronger than the one left by Shushan. It must be someone who was very close to her, or in other words, it was Lu Ling herself.

Being so stimulated, of course Le Zheng couldn't help it.

She was going to see Lu Ling.

And she didn't want Lu Ling to think that she was a murderer... Therefore, those evil spirits must be suppressed.

Besides, if Lu Ling was in the town, she wouldn't have to go to Lingshan, but just in case, she still had to work hard.

The sickly girl broke through her own limit because of love.

As for after Lezheng Luoting found out that the person with Lu Ling's aura was a man... that's another story.

Of course he chose to forgive her.

……

……

From seeing Lezheng Luoting walking to his side, Li Liweng knew that this girl had chosen to enter the city... Could she really suppress her murderous aura?

Ok.

It's not bad to be looked at with disgust by the girls at home.

Old people, when they are old, they will naturally be disgusted.

He is optimistic.

But what surprised him was that with every step Lezheng Luoting went out, the murderous aura on her body weakened a bit. Correspondingly, her walking speed became slower and slower, and her strength became weaker and weaker.

Weng Xiaoli became serious, his eyes flashed.

this girl...

So strong.

Her stamina... is truly terrifying.

In a sense, Lezheng Luoting is the most tenacious existence that Weng has ever seen. It is an exaggeration to be able to walk hundreds of miles with seven kills. But at this time, it is necessary to suppress those murderous auras into the body. Not just grit, but physical and mental strength.

Even if he suppressed a little bit of the strong evil spirit, Lezheng Luoting would endure the smell of blood every moment, like ten thousand ants devouring his heart, he might be killed and swallowed at any time.

very dangerous.

However, she persisted.

After walking about 100 meters, there was no trace of murderous aura on the girl, she was like the most ordinary mortal, a young lady.

It's just... a sick and weak young lady, with a dull and bloody face, like a weak willow supporting the wind, who will fall ill when the wind blows.

The walking speed is extremely slow.

Every step she took, she didn't have any strength, and one couldn't help but suspect that she would faint in the next step.

"What an excellent disciple." Mo Liweng looked at her back and was convinced.

Even... Faintly moved the idea of ​​robbing Young Master Xiao for his apprentice.

This girl... might be more suitable for Shushan than that Lu Ling.

Minoka thinks so.

In just a few hundred meters, he found that he had been conquered by this somewhat sick girl.

It turned out that she didn't need anyone's help, she could do it by herself.

She is strong.

A little girl who was at the peak of the Void Transformation Realm, but she was evaluated as "very strong" by the Ninth Layer Existence who survived the Tribulation of Life. If she was told, she would become famous overnight.

Thinking about it, Li Liweng followed, walked to Lezheng Luoting's side, and looked at her.

Le Zheng Luoting was in great pain at this moment, but because Lu Ling was in front of him, his face remained normal.

She looked at the old man beside her, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.

Does he have to interfere with himself?

Ignoring the girl's dissatisfaction, the man in hat said, "You definitely don't want to take the car. However, since you want to keep your body and go into the city, it's better to have someone follow you. Otherwise, I think... there should be many people interested in you."

Le Zheng heard the words in the court, but didn't say anything.

Now, in the eyes of others, she is just a weak woman with no power to restrain her, and she even suffers from a serious illness, just like a lost boudoir... she will definitely encounter a lot of trouble.

This is for sure.

If you don't kill people, it's really troublesome.

But, what is this old guy?housekeeper?

This is too ugly.

Sensing that he was disgusted, the hated man shook his head, turned around, and turned into an ordinary young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, not handsome, but not bad, but... still wearing a bamboo hat.

Appearance is what you want.

Speaking of which, he was younger than Young Master Xiao and Yun Shu.

Of course, even though he has become a young man, that trace of wretchedness cannot be removed.

The extremes must be reversed.

This person's righteousness has been cultivated to the extreme, and his brows are full of wretchedness.

"Is it alright?" Weng Li hat spread his hands.

Le Zheng fell silent in court and walked his own way, but he didn't look at him anymore.

It's an admission.

After all, she is the elder of her master, Le Zhengluo still has to give some face.

Weng Xiaoli quietly followed her, his eyes full of curiosity.

Lezheng Luoting was going to the town, and even broke through the limit of the limit because of this incident...

What's ahead?
Lu Ling is not here.

curious.

(End of this chapter)