Chapter 6: Invitation: What’s wrong with you sword cultivators?
Having said that, Ling Fengzhi looked at Chu Sheng and thought about his current situation, and couldn't help feeling a little depressed.
Although he managed to get the Frost Sword out of the secret realm after a desperate attempt, he was separated from his fellow disciples because of the pursuit of this group of demonic cultivators who appeared out of nowhere.
Not only was he seriously injured, but the various magical weapons he carried with him were also damaged or lost during the battle. Even his commonly used heavy sword was damaged...
If the Frost Sword had not been driven by him, Ling Fengzhi would probably not have been able to hold on until Chu Sheng rescued him, and would have been defeated in the small secret realm.
Chu Sheng looked at the beautiful Frost Sword in Ling Fengzhi's hand, which looked like an ornament, and then looked at the stubborn swordsman who looked like he had no intention of repaying the life-saving grace, and asked tentatively.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, your original heavy sword..."
"Shen Tie was split by Shuang Hua, and I took it back to the Spiritual Palace," Ling Fengzhi said sullenly. "Shuang Hua Sword has a fierce personality and refuses to be controlled by others like the other swords. I had no choice but to act this way."
The Shentie heavy sword suffered this disaster innocently, which was even more unfair than Dou E's. Ling Fengzhi thought that when he returned to the sect to return the Shuanghua Sword, he would immediately ask the master to find a way to repair his beloved heavy sword.
The Frost Sword beside it flashed for a moment as if it sensed something, and made a short sword sound.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, why don't you have a good talk with Shuanghua Sword?"
Chu Sheng said sincerely, "I think it understands."
"That's impossible." Ling Fengzhi decisively rejected this possibility.
"Only a sword that has been born with a sword spirit while its master is still alive can have self-awareness. The Frost Sword Master has been dead for many years..."
Ling Fengzhi's rare long sentence was interrupted by the wildly vibrating Frost Sword.
Chu Sheng watched helplessly as the Frost Sword suddenly flew up as if enraged, and then used the sword to hit Ling Fengzhi steadily, neither lightly nor heavily.
Ling Fengzhi touched his cheek where a red mark had been left from being beaten, and was stunned.
Chu Sheng looked at Ling Fengzhi who looked at a loss, then looked at the Frost Sword hanging in the air, which seemed to be still furious, and quickly found an excuse to escape from Ling Fengzhi's room at the speed of light.
What's wrong with you sword cultivators? How can you even produce a Shura Field reaction with a spirit sword that doesn't belong to you?!
It is outrageous that a Shura field can be created between a sword cultivator and his sword, just like between people!
Chu Sheng sat in his room and couldn't help complaining to the communication jade bead.
"I told you to stay away from those naive young sword cultivators, especially the singles in the Sword Palace... They may seem to be locked up in love, but in reality, their love histories are chaotic! To them, spirit swords are their companions and lovers. If a few lovers don't come to blows when they meet, they're lucky."
On the other end of the communication jade bead, Yun Mengzi, who was suddenly awakened from his sleep by Chu Sheng, was not surprised by the sudden voice transmission from his own disciple. He was only quite dissatisfied with her attitude towards Ling Fengzhi. He had a mysterious sense of vigilance as if his own cabbage was about to be eaten by a pig.
"I know you have a kind heart. Saving that kid is already the most righteous thing you can do. Why bother taking him to Futu Island for medical treatment..."
“But Master, after meeting him, I have reached the late stage of foundation building.”
"——Didn't Master say that he had found a way to create an external golden elixir for you?"
The communication jade bead flickered suddenly as Yun Mengzi's voice suddenly rose, and then the sound of someone rummaging through something came from the other end. "That's just nonsense! If you advance directly without upgrading your mental skills, you'll..."
"Master, don't worry! I have also cultivated the Hehuan Tongxin Jue to the second level." Chu Sheng knew what Yun Mengzi was angry about and added quickly.
"My disciple's Dao heart remains firm, even after advancing to the late stage of foundation building. That's why I feel that there must be something strange about Ling Fengzhi..."
The crazy flashing of the communication jade bead on Chu Sheng's wrist suddenly became quiet at this moment. On the other side, Yun Mengzi, who had already found Chu Sheng's soul lamp in the cave, paused.
"The late stage of foundation building is good. You can use more magic weapons and spells in the late stage of foundation building... Sheng'er, you said just now that you are on the way to Futu Island?" Yun Mengzi thought about it and couldn't help smiling.
"It just so happens that I was just worrying about who to send to congratulate the grand ceremony in Liangyi Valley in a few days. My dear disciple, what do you think..."
He stretched out his hand and saw that Chu Sheng's soul lamp was still burning steadily in his palm. He felt a little relieved. After thinking about it, he put the soul lamp on his body, walked out of the cave, and went straight into the side hall next to the sect's main hall.
Sect leader Si Chun, who was sitting in the hall drinking tea, saw Yun Mengzi lift his robe and walk in without any warning. The teacup that was already brought to his lips stopped in mid-air, and he put it back on the table with a turn of his hand.
"What's your business this time?" Si Chun asked, pressing his forehead. "Last time I came here, I wanted to look through the secret scrolls in the library. The time before that, I stole the flying boat sent by the Duobao Pagoda. What are you going to do this time?"
"Master, uncle?" Chu Sheng, still lost in thought, heard a familiar voice. "Uncle, are you with Master?"
"Don't ask him, I just got here." Yun Mengzi sat down across from Si Chun naturally and held out her hand to him. "Where's the invitation from Liangyi Valley two days ago, little Si Chun?"
"Just an invitation?" Si Chun looked at Yun Mengzi suspiciously for a moment, then pulled out an invitation from his sleeve and handed it to him. "What has Sheng'er been doing lately? Why did you suddenly want to come to Liangyi Valley?"
"...So, Master, the invitation to Liangyi Valley wasn't meant for you, right?" Chu Sheng, having heard this conversation clearly, couldn't help but light a candle for the head master. "Is it really appropriate for you to blatantly steal Uncle Si Chun's things like this?"
"What's inappropriate? What's his is mine, what's mine is still mine, what's mine is also yours, and if you round it up, what's his is also yours."
Yun Mengzi folded the invitation, tapped the jade beads, and a small teleportation formation instantly unfolded. The next second, the invitation was delivered to Chu Sheng.
"So now Liangyi Valley has invited you, Sheng'er. Take that sword cultivator there to find a doctor to treat your illness!"
"Inside the Sumeru mustard seed are the magical instruments and spells I placed there for you to use now. After all, we are practitioners of the Dharma. Now that you have reached a higher level of cultivation, you can also practice spells... If you need anything good, just ask your master. Our sect is not short of money!"
"Yes, yes, thank you, Uncle Master, thank you, Master." Chu Sheng held the invitation in a sincere tone. "So, regarding the sect competition in half a month..."
"It's okay. I calculated the time. Sheng'er, you can definitely make it in time if you go to Liangyi Valley and come back." Yun Mengzi smiled calmly.
"I'm sure Sheng'er would never have the heart to see his master become a lonely old man, helplessly watching the other elders and disciples surrounding him, right?"
Chu Sheng couldn't help but feel discouraged.
"I see……"
"Of course, if Sheng'er feels that this sword cultivator is very useful in improving your cultivation, I wouldn't mind if you bring him back with you—"
"...Master, hello, Master? I'm sorry, Master, the flying boat seems to be a little bumpy for a moment, and the spiritual power signal is not very good. I will reply to you after I reach Liangyi Valley."
Chu Sheng quickly extinguished the sound transmission jade bead and ended the conversation.
"Brother Sword Cultivator?" Si Chun stopped pressing his forehead with his hand after hearing the second half of the conversation, a look of joy on his face. "After all his travels, your disciple has finally come to his senses and is ready to start over again with the Broken Dao?"
"No, she is also a ruthless cultivator." Yun Mengzi took Si Chun's teapot and poured himself a cup of tea without any hesitation. After taking a few sips, he showed a mysterious smile.
"Sheng'er told me that she has reached the late stage of foundation building and has reached the second level of the Hehuan Tongxin Jue. Her Dao heart is stable and her realm is also stable. Little Sichun, upon hearing such happy news, as the child's uncle... you must express your gratitude, right?"
Si Chun looked at Yun Mengzi's hand extended to him and felt his fist itching.
He understood that this guy came here just to show off and rob!
After finishing the voice transmission, Chu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief. She studied the invitation for a moment, then told Ling Fengzhi the good news with ease.
The poor swordsman looked at the golden invitation card in Chu Sheng's hand, which was sent by Liangyi Valley and symbolized that they only valued money and not people. He was once again dazzled by the power of money.
"An invitation to Liangyi Valley is worth tens of thousands of gold at the Duobao Pagoda auction. Fellow Daoist Chusheng, you..."
"It's nothing, Fellow Daoist Ling. I'm just following my master's orders and completing my mission," Chu Sheng said. "It's easy enough on the flying boat, but once we enter Liangyi Valley, the Frost Flower Sword will be so conspicuous. Will we need some kind of invisibility technique?"
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Chu Sheng, I will talk to Shuanghua Sword." Ling Fengzhi said. No one knew how he communicated. Under Chu Sheng's gaze, Shuanghua Sword reluctantly changed back to the heavy iron sword that was seen at the beginning.
Now the last problem to worry about is solved.
Chu Sheng returned to his room in a relaxed mood. Remembering Yun Mengzi's reminder, he decided to pick up his original identity as a practitioner and study the magic formulas in Yunshui Xuantian.
On the other side, Ling Fengzhi, who should have been fast asleep, tossed and turned in the middle of the night, with no intention of meditating, his mind full of thoughts about one problem.
From the life-saving grace to the resolution of the pursuit, and the flying boat travel with the invitation to Liangyi Valley, he owed Fellow Daoist Chu Sheng too much. What on earth could he repay immediately?
Ling Fengzhi's gaze slid aimlessly to the Frost Sword that had changed shape and had not been put away, and he suddenly woke up as if from a dream.
By the way, no matter how rich a small sect is, it cannot provide the same training methods and techniques as the Sword Palace!
——Fellow Daoist Chu Sheng must really need this!
So, when Ling Fengzhi knocked Chu Sheng out of his meditation at dawn, he opened the door and saw the stern swordsman holding up his sword and inviting him:
"Fellow Daoist Chu Sheng, let's practice sword fighting."
After Yun Mengzi's reminder, Chu Sheng finally remembered that he was a cultivator. He took out the Taoist secret manual and studied the magic formula in Yunshui Xuantian all night: "?"
Although it was a bit scary to be interrupted from her meditation in this way so early in the morning, Ling Fengzhi's enthusiasm to teach Chu Sheng the way of the sword was so touching that she reluctantly accepted the sword cultivator's kindness for the remaining two days.
Master, I finally understand why you said that the sword cultivators in the Sword Palace are all single...
Because these guys will really wake you up at 4:30 in the morning and do morning exercises until the sun rises!
With Ling Fengzhi's active cooperation, Chu Sheng accidentally learned one of his sword skills, but because she was too focused on teaching and educating people, she was forced to give up Yunshui Xuantian, a useful skill accelerator.
Chu Sheng, who could only increase her proficiency manually, looked at the sword in her hand that was almost patinated by swinging, and then looked at Ling Fengzhi who was correcting her sword-swinging movements with a righteous face, and silently shed tears of pain and joy.
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