Five years of sharpening a sword, a sword breaking the sky!

In the blink of an eye, it's five years. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After killing Old Lady Ren that year, Leng Ling followed Qiusheng again, just to temper the female ghost. For Leng Ling, the task of these two stages is to send benefits.

As long as you use your brain and grasp the rhythm, it can be easily done.

Let's just say that Old Lady Ren, even if there is no sudden appearance of the world, as long as it takes time, Uncle Nine will definitely rush over. On the first night, Wen Cai was guarding the floor next to the coffin, and if he couldn't find it, then Wen Cai would be hopeless.

In the past five years, there have not been many things about Leng Ling. Cultivating, catching ghosts, killing zombies, zombies and ghosts within a radius of hundreds of miles were all caught by him. However, none of them are quests, only experience points can be earned.

At the same time, a lot has happened in the past five years.

Three years ago, under the successive battles, there were countless casualties, and the zombie king Xuankui was born, nourished by thousands of blood, and his strength was terrifying. Uncle Nine got the news and led the five apprentices to hurry there.

Xuan Kui appeared, and immediately reminded Leng Ling of a TV series - Zombie Dao Chief!

Leng Ling has also watched that TV series many times, I remember that in the original book, Xuan Kui appeared in 1945, when the little devil happened to be defeated, and Dao Changmao Xiaofang chased Xuan Kui to Hong Kong. When he heard that Uncle Jiu's name was Mao Xiaofang, he thought of this TV series, but he never expected that the plot would be so much in advance.

Leng Ling originally wanted to go, but Uncle Nine left in a hurry, and obviously had no intention of bringing Leng Ling, a registered disciple, over.

said to be a registered disciple, but in fact, the two have never been called master and apprentice. Uncle Nine accepted Leng Ling at the beginning, but he didn't think about bringing it into the master's door, because he could see that Leng Ling had art. As for Leng Ling, he obviously didn't have the idea of apprenticeship, he just wanted to find Uncle Nine for advice, and the two hit it off and became nominal masters and apprentices.

And a year later, Uncle Nine came back with He Yingqiu. Yes, five apprentices, only He Yingsu came back. At the same time, Uncle Nine was also seriously injured and died of illness in less than a year.

This plot was something Leng Ling never thought of anyway.

Then, Xiao Yi, who had been recuperating in his house for a period of time, came again, not only promoted to brigade commander, but also took Leng Qiu away. During the time when these two were recuperating from their injuries, it was obvious that Wang Ba looked at the mung bean and met the eyes. Leng Ling was fifteen years old that year, and Leng Qiu knew Leng Ling's ability, but he could also relax and follow Xiao Yi to liberate all mankind...... Well, that's what I borrowed.

After another two years, Leng Ling replaced Uncle Jiu and became a famous Heavenly Master within a radius of hundreds of miles from Jiuquan Town, but he was always accompanied by a little boy, which was exactly what he wanted.

In 1937, seventeen-year-old Leng Ling embarked on a long journey with He Yingqiu!

Jiuquan Town, no worries. There wasn't even a lonely ghost nearby, and Leng Ling had to leave if he wanted to accumulate experience points.

Destination, Shanghai!

Shanghai in this era is the most lively and prosperous place in the whole land of China, and is known as the city that never sleeps in the East. Of course, at this time, Shanghai will be thrown to the death in the 21st century, which is equivalent to a small county town.

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"Senior brother, there seems to be a village at the foot of the mountain ahead, why don't we go in and take a rest?"

After a day of driving, the sky gradually darkened. He Yingqiu, who was already ten years old, spoke.

"Well, then go in and rest for the night!" Leng Ling nodded.

Seventeen-year-old Leng Ling looks like a sword-eyed star, and although his figure is thin, he is also about 1.75 meters. After five years of training, his strength can reach the fourteenth level, that is, about the middle of the fifth layer of the Taiji Xuanqing Dao Jade Qing Realm. Among them, the first nine levels are the benefits given out by the two phased tasks.

Thanks to the benefits, there are benefits, otherwise, I am afraid that the next five levels will not be able to rise in five years. Without the previous foundation, Leng Ling is estimated to have cultivated one or two levels in five years, and with the strength of one or two levels, catching ghosts and zombies alone is basically a life of nine deaths, not to mention that all the ghosts and zombies within a radius of hundreds of miles have been cleared.

"No, this village down the hill...... What a heavy resentment and death! Leng Ling frowned slightly.

"Senior brother, I can't see it now." He Yingqiu drooped his head, looking unhappy. After the death of the ninth uncle, he was entrusted to Leng Ling. Since then, he has worked harder to cultivate, and in the past few years, his level has reached level 3, but it is clear that children like to compare. Compared with Leng Ling, the gap in strength between them is also getting bigger and bigger.

"You'll be able to do it in the future!"

Leng Ling said.

At the same time, Leng Ling sighed in his heart. Uncle Nine died because of the zombie king Xuankui, and those senior brothers...... All this obviously had a great impact on He Yingsu at a young age. In the future, I am afraid that I will become a fierce zombie Taoist, and when I encounter zombies, I will kill them desperately!

"Senior brother, when I grow up in the future, can I be as powerful as you?" He Yingqiu looked at Leng Ling and asked.

"Yes, in the future, you will be even more powerful than me." Leng Ling nodded. After a few years of getting along, he began to like this extremely obedient and sensible child a little, but when he remembered the bad old man in "I Have a Date with a Zombie", he had a feeling of unreality.

"Senior brother, the mountain village below is not normal, should we go in to catch ghosts? Senior brother, can you leave a ghost for me to catch too? He Yingqiu said again.

"It depends on the situation!" Leng Ling smiled.

"Senior brother, you said that." He Yingqiu pouted and said.

Now compared to the bad old man in the TV series, this contrast is really too strong.

"It's ...... Huangshan Village? This name seems familiar? Leng Ling read the name on the stone tablet at the entrance of the village.

"Senior brother, let's go in!"

He Yingqiu said.

"Hmm!"

Leng Ling nodded, leading He Yingqiu inside, but he was thinking about the name Huangshan Village in his heart, and he seemed to have seen it somewhere.

After cultivating, Leng Ling's mind was much better than before, and many vague things became clear. And this name sounds very vague, so it can be seen that I probably didn't remember the name of this village back then.

Inside the village, it was barren and overgrown with weeds.

It can be seen that there has been no activity here for at least a few years.

The two of them were very slow, carefully observing their surroundings.

All around, very quiet. Not even the sound of insects, let alone birds.

It's a mixed world of ghosts and gods, and anything is possible. Leng Ling didn't dare to guarantee what kind of terrifying existence there would be in this Huangshan Village, maybe the next moment the generals would emerge from this village.

It could also be Xuan Kui!

It could be some scary big guy!

There are generals, and Xuan Kui also appeared. This is also the reason why Leng Ling stayed in Jiuquan for five years before coming out. There may be more terrifying existence in this world, and he does not dare to gamble, nor does he dare to rashly take any dangerous actions when his strength is low.

"Whew!"

A black shadow suddenly flashed from the corner of Leng Ling's eyes, and the speed was amazingly fast.