"Little boy, tell me your name!"
A large shadow was cast, and the boy looked up with sobs, and saw a girl who was not much older than him standing in front of him with her hands on her hips, against the light, with a smile on her lips, which made him shudder unexpectedly.
The young man had just established his foundation, and Lu Xingyun intentionally concealed his cultivation so that he couldn't see clearly. He only felt that Lu Xingyun had an extraordinary aura and must be a high-level cultivator.
He quickly wiped away his tears, stood up, and honestly gave his name.
"I... I am Xiao Yu, the junior, and I am the son of Xiao Mingsheng, the Jindan elder of the Tianxin Sect, one of the thirteen sects of Qingyun."
The implication was that there was a Jindan cultivator in his family, and that Lu Xingyun should not do anything bad.
The Thirteen Qingyun Sects are thirteen sects that were established not long ago in Qingyun Ridge. They are allies in attack and defense and are regarded as one.
"Sweetheart pie? How sweet is it?"
"Ah?" Xiao Yu didn't understand what Lu Xingyun was saying at all.
Lu Xingyun coughed and said, "Come with me, I have something to tell you."
Xiao Yu's eyes widened, and he wanted to call for help immediately, but he was no match for his opponent. Lu Xingyun put a sword on his neck and forced him into the forest.
A moment later, Xiao Yu burst into tears, pinching his fingers that could no longer bleed.
"Senior, it's really gone. These are all the things I have. I really don't know any old man who makes medicine--"
Lu Xingyun looked at the rings, jade pendants, hairpins and other miscellaneous items on the ground. He had Xiao Yu drip blood on all the suspicious ones, but there was no reaction.
Lu Xingyun sighed, "I thought I had found a lucky guy, and I could just act like a loser and cling to his thighs. Oh! Stop crying. A grown man crying like a baby, you deserve to be dumped!"
Xiao Yu choked, feeling that her sore spot was poked, and her crying immediately became louder.
Lu Xingyun scratched his ears and waited until Xiao Yu had cried enough before he said a few words of concern. Xiao Yu also started talking and said that he and the girl had grown up together and were childhood sweethearts. The two families said that they would get married after they both reached the stage of elixir formation.
As a result, the girl met a female swordsman some time ago, who said that she was a good candidate for learning swordsmanship and wanted to take her to Guiyuan Sword Sect to become a swordsman.
Then, Xiao Yu was dumped.
"She's actually quite nice. She came to me directly to cancel the engagement and didn't tell my father. Otherwise, my father's reputation in Tianxin Sect would be ruined. I was crying because I was not good enough. I really hope that she can find a good home. Our Tianxin Sect is indeed not as good as Guiyuan Sword Sect."
"Okay, stop crying. For your kindness, get up and I'll teach you a couple of moves."
Small sects like the Thirteen Qingyun Sects were basically established by a group of independent practitioners who gathered together. The sects had no foundation and no good skills passed down.
Although the Lu family could not compare with first-rate sects like Guiyuan Sword Sect, they had spent a large sum of money to collect some earth-grade skills and sword techniques for Lu Qingning.
She is just a passer-by in this world, without any sense of participation, and she is carefree and does whatever she wants.
In the woods, Lu Xingyun tested Xiao Yu's skills, and found the martial arts and sword techniques that Lu Qingning had read in her sea of consciousness library. He selected two good ones and taught them to Xiao Yu.
This teaching lasted the entire night.
At dawn the next day, Lu Xingyun stretched his muscles and bones, "You have to remember all the skills and sword techniques. Be more diligent in the future. I'm leaving!"
Lu Xingyun turned and left.
"Senior, I haven't asked for your name yet!" Xiao Yu caught up and asked loudly.
Lu Xingyun paused, and a scene from a game suddenly flashed through his mind. He immediately pulled out the wine gourd from his waist, tilted his head back and took a sip.
"I ride the sword on the wind and slay the demons between heaven and earth.
With wine I am happy and carefree; without wine I am crazy.
Drink up the rivers, and then drink up the sun and the moon.
I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, only I am the Drunken Swordsman! ”(Note ①)
As soon as she finished speaking, the long sword behind her flew up with a clang, Lu Xingyun stepped off the ground, bathed in the golden light of the morning sun, and flew away on the sword.
Xiao Yu, who had never seen the world, was immediately shocked by this scene. He stared with his eyes wide open for a long time, unable to recover.
High in the sky, Lu Xingyun laughed like a villain.
“Hahaha, it feels really good to act cool this way. No wonder it feels so good to get slapped in the face when you act cool… A-choo!”
Lu Xingyun walked and stopped all the way west.
Hunting monsters in the forest, drinking and practicing sword on the mountain top.
From the beautiful mountains, to the hot and dry desert, through the thundering wasteland, to the jungle with a strong primitive atmosphere.
From the fragrant spring grass to the scorching summer sun, when you see the red maple leaves all over the mountains, you know that autumn is coming and winter is not far away.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons pass by. In some places, even though the four seasons cannot be distinguished, time never stops.
Day by day, month by month, year by year, Lu Xingyun traveled to many places, experienced life and death several times, explored secret places, searched for magical herbs, refined elixirs, and made magic weapons.
Her cultivation level continued to improve, she learned many skills, her experience gradually became richer, and she changed from being young and lively to being calm and lazy.
Even though she was already an old hand at cultivation, she still felt that she was out of place in this world of cultivation.
She deliberately avoids getting close to people, making enemies but not friends, never staying in one place for more than a month, and unwilling to be tied to anyone or anything.
She made the pills into colorful shapes, wrote "m" on them, and pretended they were the chocolate beans her sister liked to eat.
She made her communication jade talisman into the shape of a mobile phone and put it in her pocket, touching it from time to time.
She tried to cook a table of home-cooked meals herself, but unfortunately she had no skill points in this area, so what she cooked was never tasty and had no taste of 'home' at all.
She studied the formation and used the illusion formation to construct the appearance of her home, but she found that she had begun to forget many details.
She dismantled the formation in a rage, took a gourd of wine, laughed and cried in a deserted place, and drank like a madman.
Having experienced so many things since childhood, Lu Xingyun has never felt that living is as difficult as it is now.
The entrance and exit of the secret realm is not a wormhole. The witch clan has no way to contact the way of heaven, and the demon clan is not allowed to enter. None of those who have become gods and ascended to heaven have returned.
She suddenly didn't know how to get home!
Everyone wants to travel through time, to become the king of another world and achieve great achievements, but she doesn't want that at all. She just wants to protect her sister, just like her sister protects her.
Lu Xingyun knew that she had an inner demon. If she didn't get rid of it, she wouldn't be able to pass the infant stage, let alone become a spirit and ascend to heaven.
She no longer stayed where she was, but traveled eastward from the far west.
Along the way, she killed many monsters and many people, and Lu Xingyun's name gradually spread in the world of cultivation.
When they reached the snowy plains and the gate of Guiyuan Sword Sect, Lu Xingyun was recognized. The sword madmen of Guiyuan Sword Sect were all stubborn and stopped her from sparring.
In the end, the Calabash Brothers came to save their grandfather. They defeated each one they encountered, and they lost ten games in a row!
"Lu Xingyun, wait for our senior brother to come back and make sure you know how to write the word 'lose'!"
"Haha~ Even if your senior brother comes back, I will still beat him like a dog!"
Lu Xingyun was about to leave, and the group of sword cultivators were unable to stop him. The Yuanying sword cultivator of Guiyuan Sword Sect who was watching the battle in secret could only shake his head and sigh.
Lu Xingyun was just a self-taught cultivator, but he defeated all the ten great sword cultivators in the Golden Core Stage of their orthodox sword cultivation sect. They were already very embarrassed.
Guiyuan Sword Sect extended an olive branch, and Lu Xingyun really wanted to stay there, but she couldn't.
Once she stops, she will lose the courage to move forward.
The reason why she is able to forge ahead bravely throughout her life is because she will always push herself to the edge of the cliff. If she takes a step back, she will be doomed, so the only way is to move forward!
Declining the good intention of Guiyuan Sword Sect, Lu Xingyun continued to move forward, preparing to go out to sea to the east to see whether the world is round or square.
Just as he stepped out of the snowfield, a sword energy attacked from behind.
"Lu Xingyun, please teach me!"
Lu Xingyun dodged the sword energy and turned around, only to see a young man about eighteen years old, full of vigor and vitality, coming towards him with a sword in hand.
Note ①: This poem comes from the game Chinese Paladin: Drunken Swordsman
(End of this chapter)