Running out of the room, Hai Long was surprised to find that several of his masters came out before him. And on Moyunping, there are two more people who have never seen before, but judging from their attire, they are also disciples of Lian Yunzong.
Under the leadership of Ling Yunzi, Hai Long's eight masters said respectfully at the same time: "I have seen the senior brother and the second senior brother." The people who came were the eldest disciple Lingxiuzi and the second disciple Ling Zhizi under Daoming Zhenren's seat.
Lingxiuzi smiled and said: "Brothers, you don't need to be too polite." Although Lingxiuzi was not as handsome as Lingzhizi, there was a stronger heroic spirit between his brows, and his fair skin was surrounded by radiance, obviously he had reached a certain level of cultivation.
Ling Zhizi smiled and said: "Everyone will change their minds in the future. Senior brother has successfully reached the peak realm. After passing the test of Master Tianshi Taoist, he has now officially become a disciple of the third generation of my clan, and he has been named Daoxiu Daoist , will personally preside over Fengyu Mountain. I am here today to bid farewell to all my juniors."
After hearing Ling Zhizi's words, everyone was very excited. Among the disciples of their generation, someone had finally been promoted to the realm of the third generation. Almost at the same time, everyone bowed together and said, "Congratulations, Uncle Daoxiu."
Daoxiu smiled and said: "Don't call me Shishu, I can't afford it! Let's call each other brothers, otherwise it's really awkward." His eyes fell on Hai Long as if he was real, and he smiled: "I listen The second junior brother said that he accepted a disciple of the fifth generation last year, so it must be you."
Not seeing the imaginary Ling Feizi, Hai Long couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, nodded, and said, "You are the master and the second master. Now the master has become a master uncle."
Daoxiu smiled and said: "You have been here for a year, and this is the first time the master has seen you. Last time, the second junior brother gave you a Peiyuan pill. I can't be stingy, so I will use this for you." He pointed two fingers with his right hand, and the flying sword on his back floated towards Hai Long wrapped in blue light, and the sheath was suspended in front of Hai Long. Daoxiu explained: "This is my Qixiu sword. Now that I have reached the peak realm, it is time to refine a magic weapon again. I will give it to you. After you reach the Tengyun realm, It can be used naturally."
Hai Long took the Qixiu Sword curiously, and seeing the envious eyes of the other masters, he knew that this sword must be a good thing. After accepting Daoxiu's sword, his affection for this master master who has become a master uncle suddenly increased greatly. Hastily and respectfully said: "Thank you, master, for giving me the sword."
Daoxiu smiled slightly, and said, "Junior Brothers, I'm going to take over Fengfengfeng first. Second Junior Brother, you can stay and get together with everyone." After finishing speaking, without the flying sword, he flew up out of thin air, with a trace of The looming clouds carried his body and drifted away.
Hai Long's attention was all on the Qixiu Sword in his hand. The scabbard was simple and simple, with simple patterns engraved on it. There was a light blue gemstone on the hilt, which continuously exuded a strong aura. Compared with the Qixiu Sword, which was full of aura, the small iron rod obtained during the day was like a heaven and an earth. Seeing Lie Xinxi, he subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword and wanted to draw the Qixiu Sword out of its sheath.
A big hand appeared on the hilt of the sword, "Silly boy, that's not how the Qixiu Sword is used."
Hai Long looked up, and saw that the second master, Ling Zhizi, had come to him at some point.
Ling Zhizi explained: "In the magical weapons cultivated by us cultivators, they are divided into four levels: immortal, treasure, spiritual, and real. This Qixiu sword belongs to the top grade of spiritual weapons and is a rare treasure. He The most precious thing is the green spirit stone on the hilt of the sword, which contains a huge spiritual energy. From now on, as long as you keep it with you at all times, under the subtle influence of the spiritual energy, it will be of great benefit to your cultivation. Before you enter the Tengyun Realm and you can fly your weapon, don't take it out of its sheath, otherwise, you may hurt yourself."
Ling Yuzi came to Hai Long's side, and said with a smile, "Senior brother is so generous! In fact, he can use the Qixiu Sword himself. It seems that the ancestor must have given him something good."
Ling Zhizi glared at Ling Yuzi, and said, "You don't have to be greedy. I found some good gems a few days ago, and I will help you inlay them on the flying swords, and they will always raise your flying swords to the level of spiritual weapons. of."
Ling Yuzi was overjoyed, "Then I would like to thank Second Senior Brother first."
Ling Zhizi said: "Okay, everyone go back to practice. Tan Yu, now is the time for you to lay the foundation. You can't stop practicing Tianxinjue for a day, understand?"
Hearing the words of Tan Yu, Hai Long felt uncomfortable for a while, agreed perfunctorily, and went back to his room. For a child, there is no greater joy than getting a new item. He wants to go back and study the treasure he just got.
After playing with it for more than an hour, Hai Long entered the cultivation state with the Qixiu Sword in his arms. The Qixiu Sword is indeed a treasure, and the Qing Lingshi is the most suitable for Hai Long now. After one night of practice, his magic power has accelerated to a certain extent.
Early the next morning, Hai Long was the same as yesterday. He followed Xiaojiling to the group of monkeys. The strange man did not appear, but left Hailong with a large stone basin. After realizing it, this turned out to be a bathtub, specially used for bathing.
The green liquid was no different from water, it was colorless and odorless, it looked like a big green well, under the urging and instigation of the little wit, Hai Long soaked it into the basin. The temperature of the green liquid was suitable, soaking in it, Hai Long felt refreshed all over his body, hanging out of the basin with the Qixiu Sword he got yesterday, and unconsciously fell asleep.
In his sleep, Hai Long seemed to feel a stream of scorching hot air continuously pouring into his body, and the place where the heat flowed became extremely comfortable. I don't know how long it took, but after the little ghost pulled out more than ten hairs of his hair, he woke up from his sleep.
Climbing out of the stone basin, shaking off the water droplets on his body, and putting on his coat, Hai Long felt that his body seemed to have changed, but as for what changed, he couldn't tell. "Little Witty, do you know what this is?" Hai Long pointed to the transparent liquid in the stone basin.
The little wit scratched his head, showing a dazed look.
Hai Long smiled and said: "I'm so stupid! Even if you knew, you couldn't tell me, you can't talk. Oh, it's already noon, I have to go back quickly. You give me a ride, the way I came here I don't remember it very well."
After squeaking a few times, the little wit spread out and led Hai Long towards the original path.
Two months passed. Since getting the Qixiu Sword, Hai Long's cultivation progress has accelerated a lot, and he seems to be able to feel the increase in mana every day, but what is more strange is that he has obviously absorbed a lot of mana, but he still maintains the state of first glimpse At the initial level, the volume of the heat flow in the body has not increased. Usually every three days, there will be a pot of green liquid prepared, although Hai Long doesn't know what it is, but Hai Long regards the green liquid as the best place to sleep, and sleeps for half a day every time, When he woke up, the green liquid had turned transparent. At first, Hai Long was afraid of dyeing his skin green, but after a few times, this fear naturally disappeared in the face of the facts. That mysterious weirdo appeared very rarely. In the past three months, Hai Long had only seen him three or four times, and he seldom spoke. Hai Long had never seen his face. In Hai Long's heart, he was completely A mysterious figure.
"Little Jiling, you don't have to work so hard to pick me up every day. Didn't I tell you that I know the way now." Hai Long looked at the little Jiling whose height reached his knees and said.
The little witty squeaked a few times, naturally it couldn't answer Hai Long's words, it just gestured at Hai Long twice, leaped high, swayed on a thick branch, and rushed towards the group of monkeys like a shooting star chasing the moon go. Hai Long let out a long cry, his feet touched the ground, the heat in his body flowed towards his legs naturally, his whole body seemed to have no weight, and he chased after the little witty lightly. One person and one monkey moved forward at a very fast speed. In less than half an hour, they had arrived at the forest outside the monkey group with ease.
Fluttering down to the ground, Hai Long hugged the little wit who threw himself into his arms, and strode towards the woods. The monkeys were playing around as usual, today was not the time to soak in the green liquid, after greeting the monkeys, Hai Long came to the lakeside with his little wit. The mysterious weirdo was actually sitting by the lake today, still in the same attire, still facing away from him.
"Senior, I'm here." Hai Long looked at the weird man's back and said. Although he had never seen his face, the weirdo had become the person he respected most before he knew it.
"Well, how is your cultivation progress recently?"
Hai Long blushed, and said: "I haven't made any progress, and I'm still at the initial stage. My second master also said that the Qixiu sword given by the master contains a lot of spiritual energy, but my cultivation base doesn't reflect it at all. Obviously I feel that there is a spiritual energy that is as inclusive as a hundred rivers is gathered in the body, but the mana cultivation level cannot be improved no matter what."
The weird man said: "You must guard against arrogance and impetuosity when practicing, and don't act too hastily. As long as you persist in practicing, you will surely achieve something. Well, someone is coming. Don't make a sound." In Hai Long's astonishment, the strange man threw out his backhand. A golden light completely enveloped his body, and Hai Long felt that he could not move. Under a strong urging, he had been thrown into the nearby woods.
Hai Long smiled wryly in his heart, and told me not to talk, I can't even move a finger now, so what else can I say. I have been here for several months, and this is the first time I meet someone else, who could it be
The strange man's strength was very good, he just leaned Hai Long's body against a big tree, so that he could see the scene by the pool through the bushes. A cyan light flashed, and a bloated figure floated ten meters away from the strange man. When Hai Long saw this figure clearly, his eyes widened in astonishment. If his body hadn't been restrained by the strange person, he might have already yelled. Because, the person who appeared suddenly was none other than his master, Daoming Daoist, the third generation disciple of Lian Yunzong.
Daoming's expression was extremely respectful, he put away his dark blue flying sword, bowed to the strange man and said, "I have seen the old senior." How deep it is! However, Daoming did not call him a teacher, obviously this strange person did not belong to the Lianyun sect where he belonged.
The strange man didn't make a sound, and still sat facing the pool, as if there was some truth in the slightly fluctuating clear water. Daoming seemed to have gotten used to the strange man's attitude long ago, he didn't care at all, and continued: "I haven't seen you for a long time, but I still look good senior. I just finished my retreat and practice, so I came to see you first."
The strange man finally spoke, and said unceremoniously: "Your boy came to see me for nothing good, it's just thinking about my good things."
Daoming smiled awkwardly, and said, "Senior, I can't help myself! Please help me. Here is a little respect from me, please accept it." As he spoke, a blue light flashed in his hand, and a small jade bottle appeared in his palm place. Hai Long recognized that it was the same jade bottle filled with condensate that Ling Yunzi gave Ling Muzi back then.
The strange man chuckled, and said, "You boy, you exchanged the condensed liquid again. Could it be that my treasure is not as good as this hundred-year-old thing?"
Daoming hurriedly said: "Of course not, how can the treasures made by the seniors be compared with the condensate? It is like a heaven and an earth. But the special effect of this condensate is very beneficial to you. Please also For the sake of Patriarch Lian Yun, give some to the disciples."
The jade bottle swished, fell into the strange man's cloak and disappeared, the strange man said: "Seeing that you are also a fellow, I will give you some. In the future, you should try to disturb me as little as possible. You should know what I am doing now." Realm. Take it." A small wooden gourd flew out of the strange man's hand, and fell lightly into Daoming's hand.
Daoming was overjoyed, carefully put the gourd into his arms, knelt down on the ground with a plop, and even kowtowed three times to the strange man, "Thank you for the gift, senior. Daoming will never forget the kindness of senior."
The strange man said indifferently: "It's the same thing every time, you should go now. The fate between you and me is coming to an end. I'm afraid we won't have many chances to meet in the future. I have benefited a lot from you over the years. If you have the heart Come here and see me off on August 15th after five years. Maybe that will do you some good."
Daoming's whole body was shocked, and he lost his voice: "Senior, don't you, you already want to..."
The strange man's cloak trembled slightly, as if to stop Daoming from continuing, "It's been six thousand years, and my punishment should be enough. Remember, the fifteenth day of August in five years' time."
Two lines of tears suddenly flowed down from Daoming's small eyes, and he kowtowed three times to the strange man again, then stood up and flew away with his flying sword.
Hai Long was completely ignorant, he didn't even feel that the restriction on himself had been lifted, he really didn't understand the relationship between his master and this strange man by the pool. Especially what is the meaning of Daoming's tears at the end? Could it be that this weirdo is about to die
"Squeak, squeak." Little Witty's voice woke Hai Long up from his wild thoughts. Only then did he realize that the restriction was lifted, he moved his hands and feet, and walked towards the strange man.
"You must really want to know the relationship between me and Daoming." Before Hai Long could ask, the weirdo had already pointed out the doubts in Hai Long's heart.