Chapter 42: Turmoil and Runes

Just before Ling Qingyun woke up in the Bright Moon Stone Palace, Bright Moon Island had already set off an uproar.

"Did you hear that the students of Nanming Academy were attacked, and several people were killed or wounded!"

"Isn't it just a few students? What's all there to make a fuss about, how can there be experience that doesn't hurt people?" his companion scoffed at this: "Which strong person must not go through hundreds of lives and deaths, and none of these greenhouse flowers will die young." ”

"It's different, I heard that on the first day of Nanming Academy this time, he was chased into the inner circle of Mingyue Island by a Golden Body Realm powerhouse, and he didn't know if he was alive or dead!" the former explained closely: "And those attackers seem to be an organization, Nanming Academy is being investigated, and declares that once it can provide any clues about the murderer or that Tianjiao, it will be at least paid a thousand gold!"

"The first day of arrogance?" The companion couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this: "That's really amazing, I don't know what kind of arrogance this son is, Lao Nanming Academy is so exciting!"

"No matter what, the first day of Nanming Academy must be extraordinary, and it is indeed a pity to fold on this desert island. ”

"Speaking of which, what's the name of the first day of pride?"

"It seems to be...... Ling Qingyun. ”

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"Let's go, don't embarrass the sailors, not to mention that the sting is coming, and when the poisonous insects recover, it is not a comfortable thing to continue to stay on this island. "The leader of the Nanming Academy, the Tianxing powerhouse Yuan Modi stood on the side of the ship, calmly commanding to many teenagers.

"Ling Qingyun is the strongest person in our class, and his business is just settled?

The young man with this attitude accounted for half of the three hundred, under normal circumstances, even the top Tianjiao did not delay the power of all because of one person, and Ling Qingyun could not have one hundred and fifty very good friends, but this time in the Mingyue Island experience, Ling Qingyun drew with Fan Huangwu, and defended the glory of Nanming Academy at a critical moment, and finally disappeared to save his classmates, and did not hesitate to use himself to contain the strong man of the Golden Body Realm, and finally the others were rescued by the gentleman who rushed over, and he himself did not enter the depths of the dense forest and was not heard...... In this case, the teenagers have regarded Ling Qingyun as a hero, and it may not be worthy of respect to be better than everyone else, but the righteous people who are willing to sacrifice their lives to defend the collective glory and save their comrades are completely different.

If someone risked his life to save his companions, but no one cared after he died, then who else would be willing to sacrifice his life for righteousness? The teenagers understood this very well, and they really didn't want to leave by themselves while Ling Qingyun's bones were still cold.

Even Lin Qiancheng, who had always wanted to defeat Ling Qingyun, was among the people in this column, and hundreds of teenagers looked at Yuan Modi in unison, hoping that the youngest Mr. Tianxing Realm would change his mind, and everyone could not lose to the meritorious people.

"Even if you stay, what have you done?" Yuan Modi calmly swept his gaze over the faces of all the young men, and his gaze containing transcendent majesty made people tremble: "Or do you admire Ling Qingyun, so you plan to give up your future and that of others, or even die for him?"

"But......" Lin Qiancheng walked out of the crowd, trying to grit his teeth and distinguish under the sudden increase in coercion.

"We people from Nanming Academy can't die in vain, Ling Qingyun is, and so are you. Yuan Modi's calm but unquestionable words choked Lin Qiancheng's questioning in his throat: "Now your task is to go back, the actions of the academy will not change because of one person, and the academy cannot be so capricious as not responsible for the lives of all students for one person!"

Yuan Modi's words poured into the hearts of everyone present like a thunderclap, and then he stood like a statue until all the students and teachers boarded the battleship, and he was still standing in place, but showing a very faint smile.

"Mr. Yuan, ...... you," Mr. Zhang of Class C asked hesitantly.

The latter smiled indifferently: "You can rest assured that there is a Kunpeng sailor on the way back, as for me?"

Yuan Modi's eyes shone with two essences, slashing out like a blade, splitting the clouds in the hazy sky, leading to the light behind the clouds.

"If someone dares to touch the people of my Nanming Academy, they will naturally have to pay the price!"

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"If it weren't for me, Wen Jue and Ding Ling wouldn't have died, and Brother Qingyun and everyone wouldn't be in danger!" The young man slammed his fist on the side of the ship, and the hard side of the boat made his fist bloody, but this person seemed to be unaware of the pain: "It's all me! I shouldn't have saved that wolf-hearted man......"

He was Xue Ying, the captain of the team that was attacked at the beginning, and he had been deeply remorseful for this incident since he escaped that day, and the young man next to him looked gloomy and unbearable when he saw this, but no one could persuade him.

"We all owe Brother Ling a life!" Song Xin stood aside, staring at the gradually smaller Mingyue Island and sighed. He has experienced life and death and is much more mature than in the past, even if he does not have gray hair and wrinkles, the vicissitudes in his eyes surpass most of his peers who are more mature than him.

"Ling Qingyun, that guy is very clever, he won't just die like that, maybe he just got lost and wandered around the jungle. Zhou Chi was the only one who could still laugh among the participants that day, although his smile was far-fetched.

"If Brother Ling doesn't die in a catastrophe, there will be a blessing in the future. Xu Lingfeng just sighed lightly.

"In any case, if he is really safe, it is better than anything else. Xue Xue also sighed lightly.

Staring blankly in the direction of Mingyue Island for a long time, Jin Xuanxuan's eyes flowed with all kinds of colors, she had no joy or sorrow, opened her red lips and only confided one sentence: "I believe that Brother Qingyun will be fine......"

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In addition to Nanming Academy, Zhulu Academy also made a commotion for Ling Qingyun's disappearance.

"Ling Qingyun, who drew with Fan Huangwu, has already died, doesn't that mean that Nanming Academy no longer has the strength to compete with us this time?" The teenagers of Zhulu Academy discussed privately, they had no intention of blaspheming the dead, but they couldn't let go of the heart of struggle.

"How could someone who could resist the power of the phoenix fall so easily on the little Mingyue Island?" Fan Huangwu scoffed at the rumors, even though even the teachers and students of Nanming Academy seemed to believe this fact.

Indeed, such characters should not die just yet, and it would be a pity in life if they could not be defeated in a dignified manner. Lian Guozhu said approvingly, although he was not as confident in Ling Qingyun's survival as Fan Huangwu.

Huge waves suddenly set off on the sea, attracting the eyes of the students of Nanming College and Zhulu College, but it was a giant whale out to sea, eye-catching, even if it was returning along the same sea route, the mysterious sea can always be amazed by a new magic, and there is no trace of haze in the blue sky, which gradually makes the regret and sadness in most people's hearts gradually fade away......

Ling Qingyun in the Bright Moon Stone Hall naturally didn't know what was happening around him in the outside world, he had already changed his mentality and started a new life for a month in this Bright Moon Stone Palace.

If you want to live, you need to consider food and lodging first, the latter Ling Qingyun is not worried, although the stone hall has no beds, it is clean and safe, sitting here to rest is at least much more peaceful than sleeping in the wilderness with fear, and the former is solved after Ling Qingyun discovered that the Bright Moon Spirit Gathering Array can replenish energy and even various required elements for the body, because the impurities and waste in the body are melted by the moonlight, and there is not even a place for the reincarnation of the five grains.

"Such a simple life is really unaccustomed!" Ling Qingyun sometimes couldn't help but say to himself, this kind of life similar to Bigu was the patent of the powerhouses above the Linghua Realm and even the Tianxing Realm, he was confident that he would be able to set foot in that realm in the future, but he never thought that he would have the opportunity to experience it in advance now, and his habit made him sometimes want to eat something, so he tore off a small piece of dry food and chewed it for a long time, barely deceiving his appetite.

In addition, there is nothing to find fault with the life here, although the stone hall is closed, the air is very fresh, and the effectiveness of the Bright Moon Spirit Gathering Array is not only twice the result with half the effort, but also can make people reborn, as for the loneliness and depression of cultivating alone, it is naturally forgotten in the single-minded cultivation and study.

"Today's cultivation is already difficult to advance, you might as well see how unfathomable the rune inheritance of the predecessors is!" After exhaling a long breath, Ling Qingyun got up from the Bright Moon Spirit Gathering Array, and immediately set his eyes on the stone wall carved with patterns.

It is impossible for him to devote all the time of the day to cultivation, the operation of True Qi itself consumes a lot of mental energy, and the body's bearing is also loaded, so he can only take it step by step, and one way to use his time rationally is to study runes.

Ling Qingyun had heard of the way of runes, which was a magical means of using runes to communicate the power of heaven and earth, elements, and even life itself, which could be used in battle, could also arrange formations, and could also be used in various aspects such as refining weapons and cultivation, it was actually an extremely comprehensive cultivation system.

It is said that in ancient times, the way of runes was prevalent for a while, and the number of cultivators was even close to that of martial artists, and at that time, the limelight of the various factions of cultivation, magic, feng shui, and formation was also suppressed by runes, but later all factions had peerless figures rising, and with the advantages of cultivation difficulty and combat power, the runes with extremely high requirements for mental strength were gradually squeezed out of the historical stage, and now there are still many people in the Qinghe Continent who study runes, but many runes are attributed to the cultivation of truth, magic, formations, and refining systems, but few people regard them as the main body of cultivation.

However, what Mingyue Monk taught was obviously the way of runes that was not attributed to other systems! Although the way of runes had been eliminated by history, this did not prevent Ling Qingyun from taking an interest in it.

"To be able to prevail in ancient times, this way of runes must be outstanding, if it is in line with me, it is more effective than any peerless magic skill!" Ling Qingyun muttered to himself and walked towards the wall of the "body rune" that Mingyue Monk said, as soon as he approached, he suddenly felt a burst of ancient vicissitudes of life rushing towards his face, looking at the deep marks that went deep into the stone wall, an old man thousands of years ago looked focused, and the pictures that were carved out appeared in front of Ling Qingyun's eyes.

The dense patterns on the wall are very similar to graffiti, and it seems to be a mural that is difficult to distinguish the main body, and it is difficult for people to associate it with the mysterious ancient runes, but Ling Qingyun held his breath, and gradually found that the hundreds of notches on the face were composed of "squares", "discs" and "tadpoles".

"The predecessors of the Mingyue Monk are not afraid that future generations will not be able to understand it!" Ling Qingyun looked at it for a while, until his eyes were sore, and then he let out a wry smile, the runes were developed from ancient hieroglyphs, and they contained far more than Qinghe language, Ling Qingyun asked himself that he might be proficient in words among his peers, but he could only understand a quarter of them, and once he connected them, he felt even more dizzy.

This is equivalent to letting a child who is illiterate, or who only understands a few words, directly read the article, and this article is still a wild grass! If it was not Ling Qingyun standing here, but other teenagers of the same age, they might all be scolding at this moment.

"Fortunately, the runes can be used even if they don't know their meaning, but if you understand the meaning, it's easier to remember. Ling Qingyun thought with a little regret, suddenly his eyes lit up, he raised his palm, and the wordless book jumped on it.

"It's up to you!" his gaze scanned back and forth between the wordless book and the stone wall runes, and Ling Qingyun couldn't help but look forward to it.