Chapter Twenty-Eight: Don't Leave
Not long after, Xu Ling stood on the back of the golden phoenix, feeling the biting cold wind in the sky.
For him, as a cultivator, this cold wind was like an ordinary cool breeze.
"Uncle Pei, do you know what's in the depths of that canyon?" Xu Ling suddenly asked Pei Yuan on the side.
"I know, what's wrong?" Pei Yuan was stunned when he heard this.
"When I went deeper into the canyon, I was almost killed by the aftermath of the wings of the Heaven-Shaking Golden Peng. As soon as Xu Ling's bland words came out, a monstrous wave suddenly stirred up in Pei Yuan's heart.
Yes, the powerful golden wind blade that almost killed Xu Ling and the white-clothed boy was nothing more than the aftermath of the Heaven Shaking Golden Peng King's anger and the vigorous flapping of his wings.
Xu Ling was a little stunned at first when he heard the explanation of the young man in white, he practiced desperately, and almost killed himself with the aftermath of flapping his wings, which made Xu Ling unwilling at the same time, but also yearning for powerful power.
"Then you're all right, right? Alas, I'm too reckless, I should have left you a talisman. Pei Yuan said with some fearful remorse.
Xu Ling stared at Pei Yuan when he heard this, Lao Tzu almost died, and you still asked me if I was okay?
However, he didn't care about these details, feeling the surging spiritual power in his body, Xu Ling suddenly said on a whim: "Uncle Pei, I want to try what level my strength is now, is there any place in the sect where I can fight with others?"
For Xu Ling, the days without fighting were really boring.
Pei Yuan touched his chin full of stubble and said, "Speaking of fighting, the sect just happened to have a large-scale bandit suppression mission recently, will you go?"
"Large-scale bandits, when can I go? Xu Ling's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he couldn't wait.
"It seems that three days later, now we are recruiting disciples to participate in the war, young sect master, are you sure you want to go, this can be life-threatening at any time. Pei Yuan said with some concern.
Xu Ling smiled dumbly, Pei Yuan always treats him as a baby, but don't the real powerhouses all grow up in the wind and rain?
"Uncle Pei, before you leave, you can inform me that this crackdown on bandits will definitely be in the name of my Xu Ling, when it really resounds in the Xuanlang Sect. Xu Ling's eyes were like torches, and he was extremely looking forward to the picture of himself fighting the crowd.
"Good. Pei Yuan nodded.
"Young people are hot-blooded, and if you want to be famous, you have to have strength. ”
Seeing Xu Ling's somewhat excited eyes, Pei Yuan sighed in his heart, the lowest cultivation of those bandits is all in the Spirit Martial Realm, and there are several Earth Yuan Realm powerhouses.
A spirit martial realm like Xu Ling is basically a cannon fodder-like existence, Pei Yuan just doesn't want to say it to attack Xu Ling.
"This time, we must find a few high-quality body protection magic weapons and do a good job of protecting them. Pei Yuan secretly had a calculation in his heart.
Let Xu Ling know what Pei Yuan thinks in his heart, I don't know how he will feel, he is a hot-blooded young man who dares to fight and kill, but he is actually treated as a treasure by Pei Yuan for fear of bumping.
Pei Yuan had to be careful, after all, the person in front of him was the future of the entire Xuanlang Sect, and it would all depend on Xu Ling whether the Xuanlang Sect would rise or fall in the future.
And Xu Ling knew that there would be a fierce battle in three days, so he immediately started to practice the Great Wind Cloud Gong.
In this cold and windy sky, a whirlwind swirled around Xu Ling's body, and the slightest spiritual power was drawn out of heaven and earth by the whirlwind, and then fused into Xu Ling's body.
When cultivating, the wind spirit of heaven and earth added fuel to the fire, even Pei Yuan was surprised by this kind of wonder, and secretly sighed at the strength of the wind spirit sword body and the nine-rank wind attribute spirit root.
"Old Xu, how can I always feel that the Innate Demon Body is not as good as the Wind Spirit Sword Body? ”
Xu Ling was also a little puzzled, and couldn't help but ask the old void in the storage ring.
"The Wind Spirit Sword Body just allows you to better exert your strength, but the Innate Demon Body allows you to exert all your strength, and the degree of rebellion between the two is not the same at all, you actually say that the Innate Demon Body is not as good as the Wind Spirit Sword Body?"
The old man's disdainful laughter sounded in Xu Ling's mind.
"You must know that even the rare Heavy Soul Ones have fallen halfway, but those with innate demon bodies are all the supreme powerhouses of the past and the present. Lao Xu's voice was a little soft when he said this, as if he was recalling something.
Xu Ling nodded secretly when he heard this, he understood that the physique that could be admired by Lao Xuan would never be as simple as it seemed on the surface.
"Cultivate in peace. Xu Ling pondered his mind and entered the cultivation state after taking a forging source pill.
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Soon after, when he returned to Xuanlang Sect, Xu Ling ran to Vermilion Bird Peak as soon as possible.
After not seeing him for two months, Xu Ling was crazy, he was eager to see Nangong Jing's face at the moment.
Approaching the manor of Vermilion Bird Peak, Xu Ling saw a delicate figure holding a broom, sweeping some fallen leaves on the ground.
"Xiao Jing, I'm back from cultivation!" Xu Ling waved to Nangong Jing from afar.
Yi's body trembled slightly, the broom in her hand fell off the ground, and she turned to look at Xu Ling slightly.
Then Nangong Jing took out a notebook and wrote on it, she took the notebook and waved it to Xu Ling from afar.
"Welcome home. ”
Xu Ling's pupils shrank, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, and now the word home was a little distant to him.
Xu Ling, who doesn't have a relative, where will his family be?
Nangong Jing stupidly waved the notebook at Xu Ling, the corners of her mouth smiled, and she suddenly shed two lines of tears.
Xu Ling suddenly came back to his senses, and he trotted in front of Nangong Jing, a little at a loss.
"Why are you crying again, don't cry......" Xu Ling grimaced at Nangong Jing vigorously, trying to make her happy.
Nangong Jing choked and wiped her tears, and threw herself into Xu Ling's arms, this time she hugged her very tightly, as if she was afraid that Xu Ling would leave.
This made Xu Ling's heart trance, and he remembered that Nangong Jing seemed to have no relatives like him.
After Nangong Jing let go, she held Xu Ling's hand, and she used her fingers to write a few times on Xu Ling's palm.
I saw that Xu Ling's expression slowly changed from stunned to shocked, and finally to distressed, he looked at Nangong Jing with some self-reproach, his eyes were full of love and pity.
What Nangong Jing wrote on Xu Ling's hand just now was "Don't leave".
Nangong Jing is a good girl who has a good impression of Xu Ling, and he likes it very much.
But Xu Ling is already an indispensable part of Nangong Jing's life, Xu Ling is like a light in Nangong Jing's life, and the dark night without light cannot see the way forward.
Nangong Jing is no longer inseparable from Xu Ling, she treats Xu Ling as the whole world, but Xu Ling leaves her alone every time for the sake of cultivation.
This made Xu Ling blame himself at the same time, he was also very moved and happy, he was very happy that he was so important in Nangong Jingxin.
"I won't leave again. Xu Ling smiled kindly, and subconsciously rubbed Nangong Jing's head with his hands.
Xu Ling was suddenly stunned for a moment, and he suddenly realized that he didn't know why he always liked to rub Nangong Jing's head.
Immediately, Xu Ling was relieved, it should be because Nangong Jing is too cute.
Looking at Nangong Jing again, she looked at Xu Ling and blinked, with tears in the corners of her eyes.
Xu Ling scratched his head a little embarrassed when he saw this, he really didn't have much power to say this now.
Seeing Xu Ling, who didn't know what to say for a while, Nangong Jing suddenly smiled.
This couldn't help but make Xu Ling stupid for a while, what a beautiful smile, this is the so-called smile like a flower.
If Nangong Jing didn't have so many scars on her face, I'm afraid it would be beautiful and make heaven and earth lose color.
Xu Ling firmly believed that if Nangong Jing regained her appearance, even if it was not a stunning beauty such as Lin Shuangge and Bai Xiaomu, she would be a beautiful woman with excellent appearance.
"Anyway, Xiao Jing, did Uncle Pei teach you to cultivate during my absence, did he bully you?"
Xu Ling felt that there seemed to be a little fluctuation of spiritual power in Nangong Jing's body.
"Great Elder, he is very good to me. Nangong Jingyan took out a paper book and quickly wrote on it.
Then she went on to write, "I have cultivated the exercises and broken through to the second level of the Forging Foundation Realm, and the Great Elder even praised me for having the same cultivation talent as Brother Ling." ”
"Well, our family Xiaojing is the best. ”
Xu Ling stared at Brother Ling's three words and showed a ** smile, and subconsciously rubbed Nangong Jing's head again.
"One day I will hear Xiao Jing personally call me Brother Ling, and one day I will see Xiao Jing's most beautiful face, and her smile will be guarded by me Xu Ling!"
Xu Ling secretly swore that he began to imagine the scene where Nangong Jing sweetly called himself Brother Ling after she recovered her appearance.
"What's wrong?" Nangong Jing's finger poked Xu Ling, who was in a daze, with her doubts on the notebook in her hand.
"No, nothing, that Xiaojing, how about we go out and enjoy the scenery. Xu Ling laughed dryly.
Although she didn't know what scenery there was to enjoy in this cold windy weather, Nangong Jing still nodded happily to Xu Ling.
In the next time, Xu Ling took Nangong Jing to eat and drink, play around in the sect, and even walked to the city next to the Xuanlang Sect to hang out.
This was the case for several days in a row, Xu Ling forgot to cultivate, and Brother Ling, who was obsessed with Xiao Jing, couldn't extricate himself.
Three days later, Xu Ling and Nangong Jing were on the top of a certain peak in the Xuanlang Sect, and the two of them sat quietly in a pavilion, comfortably tasting the steaming tea, and the outside of the pavilion was full of trees full of white flowers.
"Ah, it's really good tea~" Xu Ling took a sip of tea, sighed comfortably, and sat opposite Nangong Jing nodded obediently.
"Xiao Jing, look at this flower, even in winter, it is still blooming brightly, it is really beautiful. Xu Ling looked at the plump flowers blooming around him and sighed.
Nangong Jingyan took out the notebook when he heard this, wrote it quickly, and then handed it to Xu Ling, who took it and looked at it.
It reads, "This is the Lonely Moon Orchid, its flower language is withering, and I still prefer the Blue Frost Flower to the Lonely Moon Orchid." ”
"Xiaojing still has research on flowers, and I don't know anything about flower language. Xu Ling nodded and returned the book to Nangong Jing.
"Speaking of which, Xiao Jing, why do you like flowers so much?" Xu Ling suddenly said with some curiosity.