Chapter Seventy-Six: Yu Zhencheng's Legacy [Fifth Update]

"It turns out that there was such a secret, even I don't know. Hearing Ling Changkong's answer, Zhu Mingyu frowned slightly, and said, "In this way, you should be in great danger just now." ”

"Well, that's good. Ling Changkong nodded slightly: "But in the end, the danger was finally saved, and it was a blessing in disguise." ”

"Well, that's true. Zhu Mingyu smiled, stopped talking for a hundred years, and concentrated on flying away with the sword.

Then two hours later, Ling Changkong estimated that he had flown thousands of miles, and Zhao Qian saw that everyone was tired, and finally ordered to descend to the ground to rest.

In fact, if it was normal, they could still fly away, especially Gu Wuyan, there was no trace of fatigue at this time, but Zhu Mingyu, Luo Xiangtian and Lei Zhenzi were all with people, and Zhao Yingying had only broken through the Xuanling Sevenfold Not long ago, she didn't have much time to fly, so she had to go down and rest first.

In the midst of a verdant and boundless mountain forest, Zhao Qian descended a glorious light, as a Xuanhuang realm, his face was as usual at this time, without the slightest tiredness, if it weren't for Ling Changkong and the others, he was afraid that he could fly to the Sword Casting City in one breath.

And Ling Changkong and the others had already come down at this time, and they each landed in a hurry place, meditating cross-legged, even Ling Changkong, Liao Wenjie and Liang Mingzhi, the three of them, did not fly away without the sword, and they were also tired and had to breathe.

Although they are not swordsmen, they have stood in the air for a long time, against the wind, their spirits are tense all the time, and they are also exhausted, and in addition to them, Zhao Yingying and Zhu Mingyu are the most tired.

In the mountains and forests, they did not talk, just meditated and breathed, and the silence around them was incomparable, only the sound of the "rustling" wind fluttering......

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed, and Ling Changkong and the others finally recovered.

Everyone woke up from their cultivation one after another, Zhao Qian had already woken up at this time, and when he saw that everyone had woken up, he said, "Okay, let's all get up, let's continue on our way, we are still far away from Sword Casting City." ”

After saying that, Zhao Qian's body shook, and he took the lead in turning into a heroic light, and flew away to the east, Ling Changkong and the others did not have ink, Ling Changkong stepped on Zhu Mingyu's Xuanjian, Liang Mingzhi stepped on Luo Xiangtian's Xuanjian, Liao Wenjie stepped on Lei Zhenzi's Xuanjian, and the eight sword lights rose to the sky, followed Zhao Qian, and flew away in the direction of Sword Casting City.

Sure enough, just as Zhao Qian said, they were still far away from Sword Casting City, two or three hours later, under Zhao Qian's orders, Ling Changkong and the others landed again, rested, and then breathed for half an hour, and flew towards Sword Casting City again.

After another two or three hours, they landed again, but at this time it was already dark, and they were no longer in a hurry, so they camped on the spot, and Zhao Qian laid out a magic circle, and they rested.

On the second day, Ling Changkong and the others woke up on time and continued to hurry, just like on the first day, they didn't fly for two or three hours, so they had to go down to rest for half an hour, and when they landed for the third time, it was dark, and it was inconvenient for them to camp on the spot.

In this way, they had been flying away for five days, and they saw that the Sword Forge City was finally approaching.

"That's Sword City?!"

Seeing a black city between heaven and earth from a distance, although it seems small, but under the reflection of the sunset, it is even darker, like a small black dot, if it weren't for Ling Changkong and the others are all Xuanling monks, their eyesight is very comparable to each other, and they really can't see it.

"Yes, that's Sword City. ”

Some people who had been to Sword Casting City sighed slightly, although the five of them came, although it was boring, but except for a few people, the relationship between them had increased a lot.

Ling Changkong knew that although Lei Zhenzi was a disciple of the four great geniuses of the previous generation, he was not arrogant, and he was arrogant, and he was not like Xia Bufan, and finally chose to work for Luo Xiangtian.

And Bing Haitao and Zhang Qingfang, who are also disciples of the previous generation, have good talents, second only to Lei Zhenzi and others, but they are not as important as Lei Zhenzi, and even Lei Zhenzi, a genius disciple, can only work hard by himself, not to mention them.

Speaking of which, it is also a disaster left by Yu Zhencheng, Lei Zhenzi and others are the last session of Ling Changkong, at that time Yu Zhencheng was still serving as the great elder of the Qishan faction, but in the end, he colluded with the great elder of the Yushan Sect and stole the treasure of the town gate, Fengyan Xuangong.

If it's just like that, it's nothing, but unfortunately, Yu Zhencheng is still the chief examiner of the previous disciples, and Zhao Qian was angry at that time, so he directly abandoned that disciple, including genius disciples like Lei Zhenzi and Xia Bufan, which also caused the current talent of the Qishan faction to wither.

Without the assistance of the sect, any genius is so fragile, they are even ordinary disciples in ordinary times, Xia Bufan in order to avoid the shortage of his cultivation resources, took refuge in Luo Xiangtian, after all, Luo Xiangtian is not only a genius disciple, but also the eldest disciple of the sword elder, and the resources will not be cut off.

And Lei Zhenzi has a fiery and thunderous temper, so he naturally will not be willing to succumb to others, and he does not take refuge in anyone, but except for the Qishan faction, he goes out to practice, except for some major matters, he rarely knows the Qishan faction.

The same is true for Bing Haitao and Zhang Qingfang, but they each have their own opportunities, although their cultivation has not reached the Xuanling Ninefold, but their combat power is far from being comparable to the ordinary Xuanling Ninefold.

As for Liao Wenjie, he is a disciple of Ling Changkong, and he has also made a little reputation in the Qishan faction, and has been recruited by Liang Mingzhi and other direct disciples, but he has never agreed.

And Luo Xiangtian and the others, except for Zhao Yingying, who has an extraordinary relationship with him, everyone else is respectful, only Zhu Mingyu is a little moved around because of his previous life-saving grace, but because Zhu Mingyu wants to probe Ling Changkong, Ling Changkong is not interested in him.

Ling Changkong and the others are not in the same circle as Luo Xiangtian and the others at all.

"Let's hurry up and try to get there before sunset. ”

Gu Wuyan also came to Sword Casting City for the first time, not only did he look forward to it in his heart, but his speed also accelerated a little unconsciously, but he was relaxed, the others were either carrying people, or their strength was not high, and they could still speed up there.

"Gu Wuyan, don't be so reckless, what kind of system. Zhao Qian's face was displeased, and he said to Gu Wuyan.

"Yes. Gu Wuyan's face changed slightly, a little ugly, but he obediently bowed his hand and retreated.

"You can't leave the ground in the Sword Forge City, and you must also remember this, and you must not violate other people's taboos. Zhao Qian admonished Ling Changkong: "Sword Casting City is also one of the top ten sects in our western state, and because of its powerful sword forging skills, it has faintly become the head of the top ten sects, can you understand what I say?"

"The disciple understands. ”

As soon as Zhao Qian's words fell, Ling Changkong immediately followed Gu Wuyan and the others to respond, and at the same time, he secretly thought in his heart: "What kind of force will Sword Casting City be, even Zhao Qian is very jealous of them. ”

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