Chapter Twenty-Four: The Style of the Sword

The trip to the underground palace of the West King came to an end in this way.

Although the blood is lost, it is also considered to be in danger.

The biggest gain from this trip was Li Qing. Not to mention the recovery from his injury, he also got a large piece of 10,000-year-old Xuanhuang Stone and became the biggest winner.

Although the Xuanhuang Stone is precious, it was obtained by Li Qing alone, and he saved the four of them because of it. Naturally, they were embarrassed to reach out and want to get a share.

However, he felt that the biggest gain of this trip should be to let Sanshengshi recognize the master. With the memories of Nie Xiaofan and Leng Santong, he had already foreseen that the future path of cultivation would be a smooth one.

You don't have to trade your life for a wisp of luck.

Won't die easily anymore!

Soon after, a streamer of light flew into the sky.

On the flying boat.

Li Qing found that everyone's reaction was different, and they seemed to have more things on their minds.

The wind is light and cold, one doesn't like to talk, and the other is dejected to control the flying boat. Even Lin Ting and Chen Yufeng's words were much less.

It feels weird.

The sword flies to the immortals, and the floating boat comes up from the sky.

A day and a night passed in a flash.

Huge sculptures sit or stand, suspended in the air, guarding the endless mountains with a mysterious momentum.

The flying boat came to a halt on a gentle peak.

After more than a month, Li Qing and the five of them finally returned to the Thousand Cloud Sect and set foot on this familiar land again.

"Qingqing, such a big piece of Xuanhuang Stone, are you planning to refine something?" Leng Ying asked.

"Some? Is it a lot? Li Qing asked rhetorically.

"Not really! Otherwise, you give some to Senior Sister, and Senior Sister will help you find someone to refine a set of array weapons? Leng Ying showed a flattering look.

"Oh. That's not a bother. After a pause, Li Qing said: "If Senior Sister needs it, you can exchange some materials, how about I come to you in a while?" ”

In Mu Yihua's previous life, Leng Santong was the ancestor of Dunjia's lineage, a top monk who cultivated to perfection, whether it was refining weapons or array weapons, he naturally did not need to fake the hands of others.

"Well, you must come to me!" Leng Ying smiled happily and patted him on the shoulder intimately.

Chen Yufeng glanced at Li Qing, then at Feng Qingyang, and smiled reluctantly: "Everyone, the sect has arrived." This time I went out for too long, my master should be in a hurry, I will go and return the flying boat first, and see you later! ”

With that, he drove the floating boat to hurry away.

"Let's go too." The wind is light and the sheep is on the road.

So, Li Qing, Feng Qingyang, and Lin Ting said goodbye to Leng Ying, and slowly climbed all the way to the main peak of Xianyun.

At this time, it was twilight, and the 180 suns in the sky shone on the grass, trees, mountains and forests.

The mountain road comes and goes, and they are all beautiful and eye-catching female cultivators.

"It's finally back!" Li Qing stretched his waist, looking at these innocent female disciples, his mood was also a little beautiful.

On the side, the wind lightly said: "Come to my room at night......"

"Huh?" Li Qing was stunned. Is this going to bed? This is too monkey anxious! Sure enough, there is no love in the world for no reason......

But why, is there a loss of excitement in my heart?

However, the wind light sheep only paused for a moment and continued: "...... Take some Yuan Shi and restore the Three Realms as soon as possible. ”

"Oh, okay." Li Qing nodded, and there was a faint disappointment in his heart.

He is not polite, and the kindness of the wind and the sheep to him is all in his heart.

Turning his head, he saw that Lin Ting was a little silent, and couldn't help asking, "Sister Ting, what's wrong?" ”

"Huh? It's okay, it's just a little tired. ”

Lin Ting smiled reluctantly, and seemed to be in a bad state.

"Yes, let's go back and find some rest!"

Li Qing smiled, whoever was trapped in the formation and fought for a month in a row couldn't stand it.

"Hey, have you noticed that the way they look at us seems to be a little weird......

Along the way, Li Qing saw the disciples of the Xianyun lineage he met, and his eyes were a little strange when he looked at them. As soon as their eyes met, they immediately avoided it and left in a hurry.

"Is there one? Maybe you're wrong. Lin Ting's movements froze, and her tired smile was a little ugly.

"They're afraid of me."

The wind light sheep stopped.

Li Qing looked puzzled: "Afraid of you?" ”

Feng Qingyang nodded, turning his gaze to the side.

I don't know when, there are no female disciples around who are in the same vein. One after another, men dressed in dark gold-patterned costumes jumped out from under the shade of the trees, silently, without saying a word, and seemed very orderly.

A group of people just surrounded the three of them in the middle.

"Senior Sister Feng, come with us."

I saw three men come out of the crowd, one of them was wearing a dark golden cloak, his appearance was handsome and extraordinary, but his face was as white as a zombie, and when he laughed, it made people's hearts furious, and it was extremely cold.

Li Qing saw that he was just smiling, and the corners of his mouth were not crooked a lot, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Beside this person, there were two men who were also extraordinary, and all three of them had a jade plaque engraved with the word 'law' around their waists.

The wind was light, and the cold eyebrows of the sheep frowned slightly, and a moonlit white robe fluttered in the wind. "What did I do, I actually drove the three executioners in the Criminal Law Hall."

The man smiled coldly, "Hmph, ask knowingly!" Pretending to be a monster and cultivating evil skills, you kill so many people indiscriminately, thinking that you can deny it by pretending not to know? ”

"You can't be a fool from top to bottom of the Thousand Cloud Sect!" The last sentence has already been drunk.

"Monsters? Evil deeds? Homicide? Li Qing's heart was shocked, and he already smelled the smell of conspiracy.

The heavy eyebrows of the light sheep lowered in the wind, "The light sheep really doesn't know." ”

"No need for nonsense! Will you go with us by yourself, or will we take you with you? There was a threat in the man's words.

The wind was light and the sheep was silent, just a pair of starry eyes, faintly revealing a little disdain.

"Good! Very good! I, Yang Yu, want to see how powerful the senior sister of the Xianyun Pulse that everyone is in awe of is today! ”

Yang Yu's pale face was extremely cold, and he stepped forward without saying anything.

At the same time, the surrounding disciples of the Criminal Law Hall who were dressed in Xuanjin power suits all took out their weapons one by one.

The breeze picks up fallen leaves.

At some point, an ordinary long sword appeared in the hand of the wind light sheep.

"The domineering of the Criminal Law Hall, as always." Her face also turned cold, and there was a hint of anger between her eyebrows.

"Domineering or not, it doesn't matter if you say it!"

The strong wind was blowing, and Yang Yu's sword was like thunder and rain, and the cyan sword light was extremely gorgeous.

The breeze blew, and a bland sword came with the wind.

Li Qing's eyes narrowed, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This was the first time he had seen the wind and the sheep come out with a sword.

A very ordinary touch, a pick, a thorn, without a trace of fireworks. This makes the sword method very similar to Nie Xiaofan's sword in his early years.

The next moment, the cold sword blade was already across Yang Yu's neck.

Quiet!

The scene fell silent in an instant.

Everyone in the Criminal Law Hall was shocked and fearful.

No one expected that the battle would end so quickly. They didn't even have time to make a move, Yang Yu, the torture envoy in the Criminal Law Hall who was still high up just now, had already been defeated.

A trace of cold sweat slid down his forehead. Yang Yu didn't dare to move, his expression was extremely exciting, his anger was mixed with astonishment, and his round eyes were a little unbelievable.

"Whether you go or not, I have the final say." The white clothes are fluttering, the green silk is flying, and the wind is light and the sheep stands with a sword, like a female sword fairy with outstanding demeanor.

Pretty! Li Qing secretly applauded and swallowed unconsciously. This style, this temperament! This is the real domineering! Little Yang Yu, my eldest sister is not as good as just in case......

The wind light sheep put away his sword and turned to leave.

"Sister Qingyang, where are you going?" Li Qing realized that something was wrong, the direction she was walking in was actually the direction down the mountain.