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"Sir, do you think there is anything else that needs to be sorted out?" Lou Ji asked Lin Qianxing.

"It would be better to prepare enough food and water." Lin Qianxing said.

Soon, Lin Qianxing and Lou Ji packed their things and arrived at the carriage in front of Han's house.

Han Shouliang and others came to see him off and tried their best to persuade him to stay, but of course Lin Qianxing refused.

Lou Ji drove the carriage all the way to the city gate. After a while, the carriage left the Nongshan City.

Lin Qianxing looked back at Nongshan City, which was gradually disappearing in the fog, and his eyes became a little deep.

If the God of Pain had not weakened in the cycle of time and space, causing the time and space that restrained him to also become weaker, his sword might not have been able to easily separate the entire Nongshan City.

"Master, where are you going?" Lou Ji asked Lin Qianxing.

"Just go in that direction." Lin Qianxing pointed in one direction.

Over there is where Fuyao is.

Some of the regrets that Lin Qianxing had from previous games will be completely resolved this time.

Time passed, and several months had passed as Lin Qianxing and Lou Ji marched in the fog.

During these few months, Lin Qianxing continued to practice hard and cultivate the Mianjue Sword.

Lin Qianxing felt that he was not far away from practicing the "Nine-turn Sword Skill" to the seventh turn.

Lou Ji also seemed to work very hard and did not dare to neglect his practice. He would take time to practice when the carriage stopped.

Sometimes the two of them would encounter some strange beasts, but to Lin Qianxing, these strange beasts were just for extra food.

Of course, only Lin Qianxing can eat the meat of the strange beast, Lou Ji cannot eat it.

Lin Qianxing has the ability to resist tricks, so naturally he will be fine if he eats whatever he wants.

But if Lou Ji eats it, he might become deceived.

On this day, Lin Qianxing and Lou Ji were resting beside the carriage.

The fog suddenly dissipated at this moment.

"Ang~!"

The roar of the Kun beast came out, and its mountain-like figure crossed the sky.

Lou Ji looked at Kun Beast with blank eyes and said: "Master, it's clear!!"

Lin Qianxing naturally knew what the truth about Qingming was, but he had no intention of explaining it. Instead, he said: "Let's go, take advantage of these few days to travel a little longer."

Lou Ji nodded, immediately packed up his things, and continued to drive the carriage.

After traveling all the way, after another three days, a city appeared in their eyes.

Fuyao, here we come! !

After resting in the city for two days and replenishing supplies, Lin Qianxing and Lou Ji set out again.

This time, the direction they headed towards was Zifeng Mountain.

More than a month later, Lin Qianxing and Lou Ji arrived at the foot of Zifeng Mountain.

Lin Qianxing asked Lou Ji to wait at the bottom of the mountain while he walked up the mountain.

On the long mountain stairs, Lin Qianxing kept going up step by step.

With every step he took, his aura increased.

By the time he reached the top, his momentum had reached its peak.

Boom~!

The inner Qi in Lin Qianxing's body moved automatically, allowing him to enter the seventh turn of the "Nine Turns Sword Art".

"We have a visitor, why don't Master Zifeng come out to greet us?" Lin Qianxing said as he circulated his inner energy.

The sound was not loud, but it spread throughout Zifeng Mountain.

"If you are a kind guest, I will naturally welcome you. With your aura, do you want to destroy my Zifeng Temple?" Mo Ling's voice came out, and immediately, a purple figure also appeared in front of Lin Qianxing's eyes. .

Lin Qianxing said with a smile in his eyes: "I'm Lin Kong, a swordsman. I haven't met an opponent since I started practicing swordsmanship. I heard that Master Zifeng has a high level of cultivation, so I came here to test the sword today."

"What a loud tone!" Mo Ling mocked: "I want to see how strong you are before you have ever met an opponent."

"Please!" Lin Qianxing held the Mianjue Sword in his palm and said.

Mo Ling didn't hesitate, stretched out her hand, and pulled out a purple sword blade out of thin air.

This is her weapon, named Zifeng Sword.

Under normal circumstances, Mo Ling does not use weapons.

She is a spiritual master, so she naturally fights with the spiritual spirit, and the weapons can be manifested through the spirit.

She hadn't used the Zifeng Sword for a long time, but today she was aroused by Lin Qianxing's wild words. She seemed a little angry and wanted to teach Lin Qianxing a lesson.

As for why she could tell that Lin Qianxing was a junior?

Lin Qianxing did not hide his aura, so Mo Ling could tell at a glance that Lin Qianxing was not even ten years old.

Clang~!

Almost at the same time, Lin Qianxing and Mo Ling both drew their swords.

The two swords collided, making the sound of weapons clashing.

Mo Ling's expression changed slightly, and she was shocked by the power coming from Lin Qianxing's sword blade.

Looking at Lin Qianxing's relaxed and carefree expression, she knew that Lin Qianxing actually held back his hand, apparently because he was afraid that she would be careless and unable to resist and disturb his interest.

This sword is clearly a reminder.

Tell her that you have the strength and ask you not to underestimate the enemy.

Mo Ling didn't mean to be angry about this. On the road to spiritual practice, those who have mastered it come first.

Now that Lin Qianxing has this strength, she should take it seriously.

After a sword strike, the two separated slightly, and soon began to compete with each other with faster and more cunning sword moves.

However, no matter how advanced Mo Ling's sword moves were, Lin Qianxing could easily parry them first, and he was able to break them just right every time, making Mo Ling completely lose her temper.

After understanding that she would not get any favors with her sword moves, Mo Ling began to gradually exert her strength. On her Zifeng Sword, purple inner energy spread.

Seeing this, Lin Qianxing also covered the Mianjue Sword with his own purple-gold inner energy.

Immediately, when the two of them fought again, there were more scattered sword energy, and their power became more powerful.

The surrounding vegetation was severely damaged, and even a section of the mountain road was destroyed.

Seeing that her foundation was destroyed, Mo Ling's expression looked a little unhappy, so she knocked Lin Qianxing away with her sword and said: "God!"

After saying that, her whole body was filled with spiritual power, and her figure suddenly rose into the air.

When Lin Qianxing saw this, he also jumped up and flew into the air to continue fighting with Mo Ling.

When she arrived in heaven, she no longer had so many scruples. Mo Ling began to gradually let go of her cultivation, and every strike had the power to crack mountains and crack rocks.

However, Lin Qianxing always resisted with ease and ease, as if there was no pressure at all.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ling finally believed Lin Qianxing's statement that she had never met an opponent since she started practicing swordsmanship.

With such strength, the mediocre people in the world may not be able to compare with it.

While thinking, there was a slight lag in Mo Ling's movements. Lin Qianxing pressed his sword in front of Mo Ling and said softly with a smile: "Master Zifeng, it is not a good habit to lose focus during battle!"

Mo Ling looked at Lin Qianxing's cheek so close, her expression became a little ugly, but her heart was inexplicably throbbing.

I felt that my obsession was aroused by Lin Qianxing.

She was so ashamed and angry that she pushed Lin Qianxing away, and then said: "Boy, you have some strength, but it's still too early to defeat me."

"Zifeng Zifeng has other methods? But I wonder if I will be lucky enough to meet him?" Lin Qianxing asked.

"I'm afraid you can't stop me." Mo Ling said coldly.

"Master Zifeng can come here, but if he can't resist it, it's just because Lin Kong is not good at learning." Lin Qianxing said with a smile.

"Okay, then don't regret it." Mo Ling said.

As soon as the sound fell, a purple spiritual god about seventeen or eighty feet suddenly appeared outside Mo Ling's body.

Generally speaking, only monks in the heavenly realm can manifest spiritual gods.

The spiritual spirit that Mo Ling manifested at this time was not in a complete state, but it was enough to show that she was not far from the realm of heaven and human beings.

The next moment, the purple spirit god suddenly raised his palm and struck at Lin Qianxing.

The purple glow bloomed, and in an instant, a majestic power enveloped Lin Qianxing.

Lin Qianxing's body remained motionless, as if he was scared to death. However, just when the glow was still an inch away from him, Lin Qianxing drew his sword.

This sword didn't have so many bells and whistles, and its energy was restrained to the extreme. The moment it was thrust out, it directly broke through Mo Ling's glow, and advanced along the way, all the way to an inch in front of Mo Ling.

Then Lin Qianxing stopped.

Everything seemed so easy.

Mo Ling froze in the void, looking a little unbelievable.

Her more than two hundred years of practice seemed to be in vain at this moment.

Lin Qianxing put away his sword and stood up, saying with a smile: "I accept."

Mo Ling looked at Lin Qianxing's handsome face, and an idea suddenly came to her mind.

Once those thoughts came together, they could no longer be stopped.

She felt that only such an outstanding person was qualified to be her ideal husband.

This was the result she had waited so long for.

"Young Master Lin is extremely skilled in swordsmanship, but I lost." Mo Ling shook her head slightly.

Lin Qianxing did not comment and said: "I am eager to seek the truth. I hope Zifeng Zhenren will understand this abruptness."

"Young Master Lin is sincere in his pursuit of the truth. How can I blame you?" Mo Ling showed a smile and said: "As the saying goes, you can't get to know each other without fighting, so I would like to ask Mr. Lin to follow me into the temple and talk about it."

"There are still disciples waiting at the foot of Linkong Mountain. It is inconvenient to stay for a long time. I have benefited a lot from my fight with Master Zifeng. If I have free time in the future, I will definitely visit again and have a long talk with Master Zifeng." Lin Qianxing declined tactfully.

After saying that, Lin Qianxing planned to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute!" Mo Ling called out to Lin Qianxing. Then she paused and said, "Mr. Lin, you and I are of the same cultivation level. We should be friends as equals. From now on, just call me Mo Ling."

"Well, Miss Mo, you and I will meet again someday." Lin Qianxing said with a smile.

After saying that, Lin Qianxing turned around and left without taking any notes.

Lin Qianxing is not in a hurry about conquering Mo Ling.

This time, just leave a deep impression on Mo Ling first, and then gradually strengthen the relationship later.

In terms of rank, Mo Ling, an older leftover girl, cannot compare to him anyway.

In this confrontation, Lin Qianxing can be said to have won completely.

Back at the foot of the mountain, beside the carriage, Lou Ji was practicing his sword skills.

After seeing Lin Qianxing, Lou Ji hurriedly came forward and said, "Sir, have you finished your work?"

"I'm done here, but there are still some places I need to walk around." Lin Qianxing said as he got on the carriage again.

"Oh." Lou Ji nodded, and immediately got into the driver's seat skillfully, and asked Lin Qianxing, "Master, where are you going?"

Lin Qianxing held the [Book of Questioning Heaven] in his hand, flipped through it and said, "Directly south, Divine Sword Valley."

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