Chapter 83: Not Going to Die Zhong Liu thought calmly, maybe it was the original owner...
Zhong Liu thought calmly, perhaps the original owner finally disliked her as a soul from another world and decided to kill her.
【No. 】
Zhong Liu curled his lips and said, "Then tell me what the natural chasm is."
[…It’s just as you know.]
Zhong Liu said calmly: "So what's the difference between this and asking me to die?"
She had just recently heard about a place as haunted as the Tianqian.
[Yes, I will do my best to protect you.]
Zhong Huanzhen thought about how to protect this remnant soul. Perhaps he could use secret methods to completely separate this remnant soul from her original body, and from then on they would become two completely unrelated individuals.
Zhong Liu couldn't help but sigh. Now that things had come to this, it seemed he could only trust the conscience of the original owner.
The young cultivator in the Qi training stage hugged himself with a chill in his heart.
[Don't be dazed for now, find a place to rest, and then go fight. ]
Fighting is always one of the fastest ways to improve strength, and Zhong needs this body to be stronger.
Zhong Liu could only nod: "Okay."
In fact, she had no choice. If she didn't choose to become stronger, she would most likely die.
Zhong Liu turned around and was about to leave, but then he thought of the strange cat and the strange sofa.
...Although it was a lazy sofa she bought herself, she now didn't want to recognize it. She always felt that the sofa was dirty, dirty in her soul.
The cat was staring at her.
The eyes were surprisingly bright in this dim environment, and they were motionless, which looked a bit scary.
Zhong Liu hesitantly grabbed the two sides of the lazy sofa.
...From her heart, she didn't really want this sofa, but some intuition made her pick up the lazy sofa and go with it.
The bell rang a little late.
Please bring this sofa with you, it's very important.
She spoke each word with emphasis, "Thank you."
The black cat was like a big boss, calmly enjoying being carried away along with the sofa.
In return, it pointed with its claws and said, "Go over there. There are little creatures you can handle."
Zhong Liu picked up the lazy sofa without complaint and walked in the direction pointed by the black cat.
I always feel that this black cat is in cahoots with the original owner.
*
"Did they look for you?"
"Yeah." Jin Aqing nodded.
Zhang Xiangwen was not surprised. The only person known to be able to dispel the fog was standing there. There was no reason not to ask.
He just didn't expect Junior Sister Jin to advance so quickly. If she was still in the Foundation Establishment Stage, no matter how special she was, the sect would never so rashly agree to let her go to the battlefield.
He paused and said, "You've advanced much faster than I expected. I thought you'd have to be at least in the third or fourth year to reach the Golden Core stage."
Jin Aqing: "Actually, it's much faster than I thought."
Those broken stars greatly accelerated her advancement speed. Fortunately, she usually did good deeds and accumulated merits, otherwise she would have to feel the horror of the way of heaven under the thunder tribulation.
Zhang Xiangwen took Jin Aqing to find his master.
...Although the master will most likely let the little junior sister follow Senior Sister Dingxiang on her own, the procedure still has to be followed.
Going with Dingxiang, on the one hand, allows her to take care of these younger generations, and on the other hand, allows him to go directly to the front line and quickly accumulate experience against the enemy in a short period of time.
But this time, the master was not in that cave.
"Maybe he went out to kill the enemy again."
As soon as his injury got a little better, the master would run deep into the chasm, which made all the medical practitioners very angry.
Well, the two of them went directly to find Senior Sister Dingxiang.
The master is unreliable. Only by following the eldest sister can I live like this.
…
Dingxiang saw two figures riding swords from afar, rushing straight towards them.
A monster that looked like a Qiongqi also noticed it and was about to pounce.
The light here is extremely dim. We are almost away from the edge of the area and deep into the hinterland. It is difficult to notice the monsters around us without any precautions.
After all, these monsters are the real natives here and are far more familiar with the environment than the monks.
Dingxiang turned around, moved her wrist slightly, and swung another sword.
The dense sword energy and overwhelming murderous intent trapped Banqiongqi tightly.
Before it pounced on the person, one of its claws was broken.
Jin Aqing also reacted, drew his stone sword, and slashed at the wound of the monster.
Zhang Xiangwen was no slouch either. Disliking battle and being incompetent were two completely different things. Having spent so much time in the chasm, he knew the monsters' weaknesses perfectly well. He provided Junior Sister Jin with a scout to prevent other monsters lurking in the shadows from taking advantage.
Being attacked from all sides, and having to deal with three cultivators from the same sect who had a perfect understanding of each other, Banqiongqi was soon defeated.
Jin Aqing watched helplessly as a bit of starlight flew out of the other person's body.
…
This time it’s Ah Qing No. 4.
She came to her senses and found someone looking at her.
Dingxiang smiled friendly, but the smile was inevitably compromised because she forgot to wipe the blood off her face.
Although they had never met before, she had realized from the battle just now that this young swordsman was her junior sister from the same sect.
The master had at least told her about this last disciple. She nodded and said, "Junior Sister Jin."
Jin Aqing thought for a moment and said, "Meet Senior Sister Dingxiang."
The master once mentioned who her fellow disciples were, and now they can be matched.
Dingxiang never paid attention to when her master accepted this last disciple. She never cared about such things.
So she was not surprised by Jin Aqing's Jindan stage, although in her opinion, Junior Sister Jin looked a little too young.
Zhang Xiangwen was so depressed that he could only calm himself down.
The three of them quickly killed all the monsters nearby.
Dingxiang carefully explored the surrounding environment with her spiritual sense.
It was not an illusion. The mist nearby was dissipating. Every time Jin Aqing swung his sword, the mist retreated.
what does that mean?
This endless cycle has finally come to an end.
Ding Xiang looked at Jin A Qing with a burning gaze: "Little Junior Sister, thank you for your help."
As long as the fog can be completely dispelled, Jin Aqing alone will be more effective than countless high-level cultivators.
She took the two of them back to the edge area and searched several caves before finding Bian Zhe.
Ding Xiang: "That's it. Let's assign some high-level monks."
There are always things that she cannot take care of alone, and more people are needed to protect Junior Sister Jin.
Bian Zhe glanced at the three people, and his gaze involuntarily slid down and landed on a strange sword.
The material looked like stone, but Bian Zhe dared to guarantee with her past glorious experience in refining equipment that if it was really an ordinary stone, she would eat the newly refined fatal elixir.
She murmured, "What's its name? Can I see it?"
Dingxiang glanced at Bian Zhe speechlessly.
Bian Zhe patted his forehead and said, "Yes, yes, we should arrange more people to protect them."
Dingxiang didn't want to know at all whether Bian Zhe was thinking about protecting his junior sister or protecting the sword.
Jin Aqing said, "It's called the Nameless Sword."
"well."
"It agrees that you look at it."
"well!"
Bian Zhe rubbed his hands excitedly.
She heard the groans of a wounded monk behind her, and without turning her head, she stuffed a pill into the person's hand.
No one can stop her from observing this sword now.
The stone sword is extremely sharp, and everything from the blade to the hilt is exquisitely crafted.
The wall is inlaid with night pearls, and the soft light flows on the sword, making it look even more indomitable.
After a while, Bian Zhe made a voice exactly the same as that of the young master of Jiange.
“Not being angry is indeed not as good as it.”
Bian Zhe opened his mouth and thought for a long time before speaking, "Bu Chen is a divine sword passed down from ancient times. I was fortunate enough to see it once forty years ago. After that, it disappeared along with the sword's owner at that time."
But this did not damage the reputation of the world's number one sword until this nameless sword came into the world.
Ding Xiang reminded him at the right time: "Have you finished reading? My junior sister and I still have things to do."
"We are going to the battle line closer to the north. Please let the monks who come later come find us."
Bian Zhe reluctantly looked away, "I remember it, I won't forget it."
Jin Aqing sheathed his sword and followed Senior Sister Dingxiang out.
Zhang Xiangwen sighed quietly and followed.
*
The sun is extra warm today.
Li An carefully scraped off the excess clay. If you didn't look closely, you might think she was performing some kind of surgery.
The bones took shape in her hands, becoming infinitely similar to real human bones.
Then stick it on the mural and become part of the scene in the frame.
The gray bones formed a staircase that continued to climb upwards.
...I don't know when I'll be back.
Like an empty-nest elderly person, Li An paid some attention to herself after work and thought about the cat that was still having fun outside.
It should live more comfortably outside than in the store, as it has a much larger area to move around in.
*
The black cat is watching the butterflies.
The edges of the leaves are bent into the shape of butterfly wings, and they grow desperately on the branches. The dim and lightless environment prompts them to burst out with vigorous vitality.
Then a gentle breeze blew slowly, and the leaves trembled, like butterflies flapping their thin wings on the branches.
Fragile, yet alive.
The black cat moved its claws. Cats always have no resistance to this kind of thing.
Of course, it is certainly not a real cat, but that does not prevent it from having the same nature as a cat.
The sharp claws flashed by. If someone else stood here, they probably wouldn't even know when the black cat appeared.
Not to mention dodging.
【Retreat.】
Zhong Liu subconsciously took a step back under Zhong's command.
The young tree growing from her palm trembled its branches and a few leaves fell.
The fracture surface is neat and sharp, and it is not difficult to imagine the speed of the attacker and the sharpness of the claws.
"Why don't you do anything else but just like to make trouble?" Zhong Liu complained.
This wasn't the first time the black cat had tried to fiddle with the branches.
It was justified but confident: "If you don't wave it in front of me, of course I won't touch it!"
Zhong Liu rolled his eyes silently and turned his back to the black cat.
It is stubborn and likes to act like a spoiled child. I don't know who can raise such a cat. If it is not strong, it will easily die outside.
A slight tremor was heard from the ground.
As the wind blew through the branches, Zhong Liu finally felt that mysterious perspective.
The wind should have been her eyes and her hands.
Zhong Liu studied on his own and practiced according to the course, which was obviously a completely different path from Zhong's.
Zhong Zai was trying to teach her some of the most authentic things.
Just like now.
Zhong Liu saw the dust floating in the air and every inch of sand in the soil.
There are tiny seeds living among the sand, waiting for the moment to break through the soil.
Then, a water-avoiding beast emerged from the earth and pounced on her!
But Zhong Liu was already prepared. A sapling like an emerald carving grew on one of her hands.
In the other hand he held a sword.
The long eyes are buzzing.
Something is fleeting.
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