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Chapter 53: Aren't you calling me a young man if I'm not angry? [Single update, two chapters in one, please read on! ! ! ]

"Master, it looks like it's going to rain heavily today."

"There is a dilapidated temple ahead. Let's go in and rest for a while."

Dark clouds rolled over the horizon, and the gloomy sky seemed to be collapsing.

A one-armed old man led the young swordsman into the land temple. Perhaps because it was far away from the county town, the place had long been abandoned.

stomping on...

The two had just cleaned up a place to rest when they heard the sound of hurried horse hooves coming closer and closer.

With a neigh, Li Lingge and Di Ying, who had tied up their horses, ran into the land temple.

As soon as I stepped into the temple, I heard the sound of raindrops falling on the eaves.

A rainstorm came suddenly, the rain got heavier and heavier, and the rain curtain in the sky poured down like a waterfall.

A layer of white mist splashed in the air, like a misty white gauze.

Bean-sized raindrops fell on the ground, splashing water, and the water splashed like small fountains.

Li Lingge looked at the rain behind him and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Neither of them expected the rain to come so suddenly. They were traveling light, and if they had not encountered this dilapidated temple, they would have been soaked.

"I'm afraid I'll have to spend the night here."

It looks like the rain won’t stop for a while, and it’s impossible to reach the nearby county town before dark.

Li Lingge walked inside as he spoke. When he looked up, he found that there were two other people in the dilapidated temple, staring at him in shock.

He lowered his head and looked at himself. Even if he was a little more handsome, he shouldn't be so surprised.

The young swordsman raised his finger and pointed at Li Lingge, appearing very excited.

"Wei, Wei, Wei——"

The one-armed old man quickly stood up and spoke very respectfully.

"Don't be offended, Your Majesty. I, your disciple, just admire you so much that I was a little incoherent for a moment."

Li Lingge suddenly realized. He never thought that there was someone in Yanzhou who knew him.

But when he looked carefully at the two people in front of him, he really had no impression of them.

"You know me?"

"I am fortunate to have witnessed the prince's grace during the Tianshu Academy entrance examination."

The old man bent down and carefully wiped the place where he had just sat with his sleeve, then bowed and said.

"Your Majesty, please sit down."

Li Lingge was not polite. After sitting down, he looked at the young swordsman with a flushed face beside him and asked.

"Does the young man have a name?"

"My name is Xiao Yu." Xiao Yu clenched the sword in his hand and proudly introduced his master. "This is my master, known as the Iron Monument Hand Tie Xuan in the martial arts world."

Hearing the words "Iron Monument Hand", Li Lingge couldn't help but think of Cui Bei whom he had met during the day.

"What is the connection between the senior and the Monument Destroyer?"

Tie Xuan's old face turned red and he waved his hands repeatedly.

"I am not worthy of being called a senior in front of the prince. Just call me Lao Tie."

"Old... iron."

Li Lingge's lips moved. This title always made him feel a sense of disharmony, a sense of disharmony that was out of tune with this world.

My friend...

Tie Xuan looked reminiscent and spoke slowly.

"When I was young, I witnessed the Monument Destroyer split the Canglan River with one palm, and I learned a little bit."

Having said that, he looked at the empty sleeve of his right arm with some sadness, his face full of regret.

"When I was young, I was too arrogant and had my arm cut off. Now..."

"You have a good apprentice."

Li Lingge said a comforting word. He could sense that Xiao Yu had already condensed his true energy and entered the ninth level.

Ordinary warriors only know some martial arts moves, but those who can condense true energy can open a school and teach disciples.

Talking about his apprentice, Tie Xuan grinned, unable to hide his smile.

"My disciple was born with a precious jade in his mouth. Perhaps he is destined to be extraordinary."

Then, he spoke with some anticipation.

"If the prince does not mind, please let me, your disciple, follow you. Even if I am just holding the stirrup of the horse, it will be a blessing for him."

Li Lingge was stunned. The contrast between the before and after made him unable to react for a while.

He just said that his apprentice was destined to be extraordinary, but now he turns around and asks his apprentice to be his follower?
"Master..." Xiao Yu stood up suddenly, "Although I admire King Wei, I will never abandon you."

"What are you talking about?" Tie Xuan scolded, "If the prince is willing to accept you, it is your blessing. What can you achieve if you follow me all your life?"

Although he knew that his apprentice was different from others, he also had self-awareness.

All that could be taught over the years has been taught, and going forward he will only be a burden.

He didn't want to waste such a good talent.

Besides, after living for most of his life, he had already seen it clearly.

Rather than drifting in the world like duckweed on the water, it is better to enter the Prince Wei's Palace.

Seeing that the master and disciple were refusing to give in to each other, Li Lingge quickly changed the subject.

"Were you really born with a jade in your mouth?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yu raised his hand and lifted a red rope around his neck, and soon a precious jade appeared in his hand.

He took the jade off his neck and handed it to Li Lingge.

"My mother told me that I brought this with me when I was born, so I have been carrying it with me ever since."

Li Lingge took Baoyu and took a look at him, and couldn't help but gasp.

The gem in his hand was as big as a bird's egg, as bright as clouds, as translucent as butter, and wrapped with five-colored patterns.

Eight golden words are naturally formed in the jade: Never lose, never forget, and may you live forever.

Li Lingge murmured with the corner of his mouth twitching.

"You are Jia Baoyu's reincarnation."

Xiao Yu asked curiously, "Your Majesty, my last name is Xiao, who is Jia Baoyu?"

Li Lingge handed the jade back and talked about the magical jade in "Dream of Red Mansions".

This was the first time he had encountered such a thing. He never expected that there really were people in the world who were born with jade in their mouths.

When Xiao Yu heard this, his eyes lit up, as if he really regarded himself as the reincarnation of Jia Baoyu, and he asked hurriedly.

"So what happened to him?"

Li Lingge glanced at Xiao Yu who was looking expectant. Since it was raining and he couldn't travel any further, he simply continued telling the story.

Before we knew it, the sun had set, and the story continued until a figure in blue appeared outside the temple gate.

Xiao Yu was listening to the story intently when he suddenly noticed that Li Lingge had stopped talking. Then he noticed that there was an extra person at the door.

He didn't notice at all that his master had involuntarily stood up and raised his hand to greet Cui Bei.

"Senior, please come in and take a rest. It's raining heavily outside."

Cui Bei walked into the temple, emerging from the rain, but not a drop of rain got on his body.

Li Lingge was not at all surprised by Cui Bei's arrival. He played with a bead in his hand and said calmly.

"I didn't expect to meet my senior here again."

Seeing Cui Bei coming in, Di Ying felt as if facing a formidable enemy and stood up to stand in front of Li Lingge.

She slowly pulled out the dagger, and faced the First-Rank Realm expert, knowing she could not defeat him, she did not retreat a single step.

Cui Bei pointed his finger and the dagger in Di Ying's hand flew out.

The dagger drew an arc in the air and finally hovered in front of Li Lingge, pointing directly at his throat.

Li Lingge leaned back slightly and asked the question even though he knew the answer.

"Senior, what does this mean?"

Cui Bei's voice was a little hoarse, but it gave people a strong sense of oppression. "Do it yourself."

"Just because I refused to cooperate with the prince to sell Vietnamese brocade and gauze, is the prince going to kill me?"

"You should know the consequences of rejecting the prince."

"Is this also what Mr. Shen meant?"

"The Crown Prince's intention is the same as Prime Minister Shen's intention." Cui Bei was not a talkative person, but he could make an exception and let this Taichu Dao Body die with a clear mind. "If you regret it now, it's not too late."

If Li Lingge got what he wanted, he wouldn't need to waste time talking to Cui Bei.

“I never regret anything I do.”

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Cui Bei's eyes, and the dagger moved forward another inch.

"Young people should not be too arrogant."

"Why don't you call me young in anger?"

As soon as Li Lingge finished speaking, the Lingxi sword at his waist was unsheathed, and with a flash of cold light, it swept the dagger away.

Lingxi appeared, holding the Lingxi sword, pointing it at Cui Bei.

When the situation became tense, Xiao Yu immediately protected his master in front of him.

Then he asked in a low voice.

"Master, what's going on?"

Tie Xuan was so shocked that he was speechless. This was the second time in his life that he had seen this famous monument destroyer, and he couldn't help but sigh.

As time goes by, the tomb-destroying warrior who was once so handsome and charming that attracted countless women has now become like this.

Every generation has a person they respect and admire in their hearts, just like Xiao Yu admires Li Lingge. The hero he has always respected in his heart is this monument destroyer.

Although he didn't know why the Monument Destroyer was blind in one eye, he could feel that the other party's aura was far stronger than that of the Monument Destroyer who had cut off a river with one palm.

After a while, he murmured in a low voice.

"He is the Monument Destroyer, Cui Bei, a great master of the First Rank."

"First, first rank!" Xiao Yu rolled his throat, "Then the prince is in danger."

Fearing that his foolish disciple would act impulsively, Tie Xuan immediately and silently grabbed Xiao Yu's wrist, signaling with his eyes not to move.

the other side.

Cui Bei was obviously a little surprised at Lingxi's appearance.

He only knew that there was a second-grade guard beside Li Lingge, and no one told him that there was also a first-grade sword spirit.

When leaving Beijing, he still felt that it was unnecessary to bring five hundred assassins with him.

Now it seems that the prince is still far-sighted.

As long as he could entangle the sword spirit, five hundred people would be enough to hold back the guard and behead Li Lingge.

What Cui Bei didn't know was that Li Lingge thought the same way.

Lingxi moved first. Her figure turned into a shadow, and when she reappeared, she had already swept a sword towards Cui Bei's throat.

Cui Bei's palms turned red, and he caught the blade with his bare hands, blocking the sword that was about to cut off his head.

Amid the sword energy, he was forced out of the land temple.

Rumbling--

The earth was shaking and the sound of horse hooves could be faintly heard amid the sound of heavy rain.

Soon, five hundred black-clad warriors surrounded the entire small temple.

Di Ying held the dagger tightly and stood alone outside the temple gate.

Li Lingge stood up, took out an oil-paper umbrella from Tie Xuan's bag, and then walked out of the temple.

Xiao Yu looked at the sword in his hand, and then followed forward resolutely, and Tie Xuan couldn't stop him no matter how hard he tried.

After taking two steps, Li Lingge turned around and looked at Xiao Yu behind him, with a questioning look in his eyes.

Xiao Yu took a deep breath and mustered up his courage.

"I can also help the prince resist one or two people."

Seeing that Li Lingge remained silent, he gritted his teeth.

"Three or five people can hold it off."

Li Lingge smiled. He strode out of the temple gate and crushed a light blue card in his hand.

In an instant, the rain around the land temple stopped.

The rain hung in the air, creating a strange sight.

Xuantie opened his mouth slightly, obviously wanting to speak, but no sound came out.

One of Xiao Yu's feet was hanging in the air, but he couldn't put it down.

He couldn't even blink.

Di Ying, standing at the temple gate, did not move, as if he was under a spell of immobilization.

Li Lingge sheathed the dagger in Di Ying's hand, and then put the oil-paper umbrella into Di Ying's hand and held it open.

He reached out and tidied the wet hair on Di Ying's forehead, then turned around and looked around.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he was also somewhat shocked.

Time pause field card, the field covers a radius of 100 meters, and time stops within the field.

Unexpectedly, even the rain in the sky could stop temporarily.

The reason why he had the confidence to face the monument destroyer was because of this time-stopping field card.

The prince wants to kill him, so he will prepare a surprise for him.

After all, the prince is wealthy and powerful. In order to deal with him, it is not enough to send one first-class warrior, but hundreds of death warriors are needed.

Li Lingge's starry eyes condensed, and as his vital energy flowed, he raised his palm and pressed it down suddenly.

Sword rain galaxy!

The raindrops in the sky gathered into rain swords, and countless rain swords fell suddenly.

Puff, puff!
The rain of swords pierced into the flesh and blood of the dead soldiers, instantly staining the ground with blood. Hundreds of people lost their lives silently.

Even until their death they didn't know what happened and died with their eyes open.

There are only three moves in "Ten Mile Sword Art": Sword Rain Star River, Spiritual Sword, and Demonic Chaos.

Just one move and the whole team was wiped out.

Dangdang Dangdang!
Outside the area, the rain has not stopped, and the sound of metal and stone colliding can be heard amid the rain.

Cui Bei deliberately led Lingxi away from the land temple so that Lingxi would not be able to intervene when the five hundred assassins took action.

So when Li Lingge walked out of the temple gate, the two of them were no longer within the time-stop area.

Following the sound of metal collision, Li Lingge leaped and disappeared into the night.

Wow!

As he left, heavy rain fell again.

The rain hit the oil-paper umbrella in Di Ying's hand, and the raindrops dripped along the edge of the umbrella and fell into her heart.

Looking at the direction where Li Lingge disappeared, she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

She was even a little dazed. Was this still the Li Lingge that she had protected since childhood?

The Qi energy can stop a rainstorm suddenly, and hundreds of people can be killed with a wave of the hand. This is simply not something that a seventh-level realm can do.

Thump, thump!
As the heavy rain fell, corpses fell to the ground one after another, bloody and mangled, with tragic deaths.

the other side.

Li Lingge quickly found the person he was looking for. At this time, Cui Bei and Lingxi were both standing in the air.

But both of them were motionless. Lingxi kept stabbing with the sword, while Cui Bei responded with his palm.

Li Lingge couldn't help but admire this monument destroyer, who could even deal with the Lingxi Sword with his bare hands.

He put his fingers together, and under the guidance of the Qi in his body, the Lingxi sword in Lingxi's hand suddenly flew out.

Without Lingxi possessing him, he couldn't fly in the air, but he had some knowledge of sword-wielding.

laugh--

Flying sword takes heads!
(End of this chapter)