"You are just a humble ant, it is a great honor to be able to be wiped out in the flames of this seat, who gave you the courage to swing your sword at this seat?"

The voice from above slammed into the boy's mind and set off a boundless turmoil, and his body was lifted like rags, and after passing through the clouds, he fell to pieces, and the crimson fire phoenix spread its wings and entrenched in the crown of the sacred tree, which was a fiery plane tree, which belonged to its divine kingdom.

The boy couldn't muster up his strength, couldn't brace himself up, couldn't refute it, but he clutched the sword in his hand, and though it was rusty, cracked, and threatened to turn to ashes in the boundless flames, he held on to it, it was his weapon, his slim hope of fighting back.

The devastating pain made him unable to move, but he could see, hear, smell, and touch the horror of this world of flames, and comprehend how high the phoenix on the plane tree was, just one look was enough to kill him, and beyond the plane tree, he seemed to see more worlds, some floods, some thunder, among which were entrenched real dragons, unicorns, and all the heavenly immortals, all of whom were at the highest point in the world, staring down indifferently, and wondering if they were also punishing his kind, those "ants" and "disrespectful".

Is this the legendary holy beast, immortal, and god? The cold fact that the scorching heat of the fire also froze the young man's heart like ashes, is the world he lives in so pathetic? He didn't believe it, he was unwilling, he tried to struggle and resist but was nailed to the ground by the great power, blood and energy continued to flow from his body, until his soul also drifted away from his body, and he stared blankly at the charcoal below floating into the fiery red sky.

"Hmph......" In a trance, he heard a sneer full of malice, but found that in front of him was a whirlpool of flames, which was the big mouth of the phoenix! Subconsciously, as a soul, he actually swung the sword in his hand, but it was not the Qingfeng sword that melted in the phoenix fire, he saw a little cold light coming out of the deep darkness, filling the whole world in the terrible screams of the arrogant......

"Haaah......" The young man opened his eyes suddenly, straightened up and gasped for air, his eyes bloodshot.

"Qingyun, are you awake?" The anxious and joyful voice made people feel a little reassured, the air around him was very cool, not a fiery red world that was scorched by karmic fire, the young man was stunned suddenly, turned his head to see the familiar companions who rushed to his side one after another, but he felt that the scenery in his eyes was blurry and distorted, and finally returned to reality.

This is not the Flame Sycamore, not the Netherworld, not the foreign land dominated by the gods, it is the ground that he can put his feet on, the more he thinks about it, the more he feels at ease, but he is secretly annoyed: "What happened to me, I fell into such a demonic shock, could it be that I was too seriously injured?"

Only then did he remember his injury, but he felt that his whole body was quite weak, and his skin also had a spicy pain, which was really uncomfortable, but it was much better than he had imagined.

"How long have I slept?" he asked.

"It's just one night, and the sun has just risen today, although not much can shine in. It was Zhou Chi, who had the fastest mouth, who answered, and he showed admiration: "I can't see that Qingyun is so fierce, and you can still fight if you are so seriously injured......"

Ling Qingyun was even more surprised, he knew that his injury was not too bad, even if it wasn't fatal, it was not too much, it stood to reason that he would have to recuperate for half a month, right?

"It was Mr. Zhang who sent you back, and before that, he also invited the best Lang Zhong in the White Moon Camp to heal his injuries. Xu Lingfeng explained: "He said that you are fighting for the academy, and you can't be damaged by it, and you would rather waste some to ensure that your experience is not affected as much as possible." ”

"I see!" Ling Qingyun sighed with emotion, recuperating for half a month, what he was thinking about was the general treatment conditions, if it was a master's rescue, it was naturally completely different, but the price of that kind of treatment was also extremely expensive, just like he knew that a certain plaster could make a monk below the Golden Body Realm heal all external injuries within an hour, but its price was enough to save a hundred lives.

"And your weapons, which were originally rotten, and Mr. also asked someone to reforge them. Xue Xue picked up Ling Qingyun's familiar scabbard and said, but when she pulled the hilt of the sword, the cold light shone brightly, shining as new.

"I want to be a famous craftsman!" Ling Qingyun's eyes lit up, and then he sighed, for a truly powerful forger, a weapon that was less than the Xuantie level was indeed easy to come by, and it wouldn't take long to reforge it from the edge of decay, but it would take days and months to seriously ponder it for a teenager like Lin Jian who was still halfway. After thinking about it, he seriously asked the more crucial question: "What is the victory? Is the forest badly damaged? I remember that the fire was very big at that time!"

"How about you still have time to care about the tree? Don't worry! The two gentlemen have already isolated the flames and haven't caused much damage!" Zhou Chi said angrily.

"As for the ...... of victory or defeat," Xue Xue took over and smiled slyly at Ling Qingyun: "Guess?"

"I hope I won. Ling Qingyun was helpless.

"It's not winning, it's not defeated. Xu Lingfeng smiled and said: "According to what Mr. said, the sword you swung at that time was not something that Fan Huang Wu could resist, so that Mr. came to the rescue, this should have been your victory, but because you were unconscious on the spot and were also seriously injured, it was judged to be a draw, and this duel ended in a tie." ”

Saying that, he sighed: "I didn't even see the scene at that time, but I heard that Fan Huangwu was actually a phoenix girl, unparalleled in fire, invincible, but it was really fascinating." ”

"You shouldn't have the idea of beating that Fan Huang Dance, right?" It was rare to see Xu Lingfeng so serious, Zhou Chi said suspiciously on the side: "Don't think nonsense, let's cultivate honestly, then Fan Huang Dance beats Qingyun like this, then Yanfu you can't afford it......"

"I see!" Ling Qingyun nodded after understanding the state, although he defeated Fan Huangwu, he fell into a coma after swinging the last sword, and exhausted his true qi, and his whole body was severely burned, if there was no one to help treat him, it could be said that he would definitely die, so the two gentlemen discussed and decided that this decisive battle would end in a draw after quickly treating Ling Qingyun, and it was not considered to hurt the arrogance of the two houses and the arrogance of the Tianjiao.

This is indeed a bit regrettable, but in any case, he defended Nanming's glory and his dignity in the face of the strength of the phoenix bloodline, and was able to recover his soul from fatal injuries, he really shouldn't have asked for more.

"Sir also told us, with the effect of the medicine, you can move freely this morning, and by the evening, you will almost recover, why don't you leave at night?" Zhou Chi asked.

"It's better to leave before noon, it's not advisable to rush at night, and you may not encounter any tricky enemies in the afternoon. Ling Qingyun replied, the time was only ten days in total, and it was unbearable to spend a day empty, and he could also feel a warm smell all over his body, the mild medicinal power was quickly repairing his body, and the qi was quickly recovering, and wisps of true qi continued to produce moisturizing and dried meridians, but this process also quickly consumed the energy stored in the body, so he ......

A small but exceptionally clear voice sounded in the hut, and everyone's expressions suddenly became subtle.

"Do you have anything to eat?" Ling Qingyun looked at his companion in embarrassment.

"Yes, of course there is!Haha, our big hero will also scream with hunger!" Zhou Chi laughed, Xue Xue and Xu Lingfeng also pursed their lips and sighed respectively, Xue Xue soon brought a bowl of steaming and fragrant meat porridge, Ling Qingyun, who felt extremely hungry, finally restrained the urge to gobble under the combined constraints of high temperature and etiquette, but he also drank the porridge in a hurry.

"Ling Qingyun, are you finally awake?" Before he put down the porridge, Lin Qiancheng shouted loudly into the house, behind him were Song Xin, Meng Shanzhi and other Tianjiao representatives, as well as other Nanming students who were closer to Ling Qingyun, all came to hope for heroes who would defend the glory of the academy at the expense of serious injuries.

"This news is spreading so fast!" In this regard, Ling Qingyun smiled bitterly and planned to get up, it was rude to sit on the bed to meet the guest, but as soon as he made this action, Lin Qiancheng pressed his shoulder, how could he break free from the power of the fierce tiger and the violent beating?

"You are a young hero, you were injured so badly yesterday and still moved? Do you want to show off your perseverance to us or what?" Lin Qiancheng's words were still so provocative, but no one was angry at this time, Legge, Zhong Mingsong and others all opened their mouths to persuade the seriously injured Ling Qingyun not to move, and Ling Qingyun, who had recovered enough, had no choice but to accept it - by the way, there were also praises and condolences from his classmates.

"Brother Ling should need to nourish his body, I happen to have some deer antler velvet, so I will take it as some respect for Brother Ling!"

"I have ginseng here, if Qingyun doesn't dislike ......"

"I have bunches of snow grapes here, which are good for treating burns......

"How dare you bother to break the bank, the injury has been treated by Mr. for me, and it will heal itself soon, please take these supplements back!" Ling Qingyun arched his hand.

"This is your mistake, the gifts have been sent to the door and returned, don't you look down on everyone?" Lin Qiancheng turned his face and helped the young man around him to push the gift into his hand, and the other teenagers also coaxed: "Brother Ling, if you can afford everyone, please accept it!"

"Thank you for your kindness!" Ling Qingyun had no choice but to accept the gift, but this was in the hands of everyone, the teenagers first cared for and condoled, and then began to explore and explore yesterday's battle with curiosity, like Fan Huang Dance has the power of a phoenix, Song Xin's three knife stunts and other are hole card means, out of morality should not be revealed to too many people, so Lin Qiancheng and others only gave a rough explanation of that battle, omitting many key links, but it also made everyone listen to it with relish.

This time, there were more names of Song Xin and Lin Qiancheng in the praise, Leg and Zhang Ziwu were slightly embarrassed, but everyone only made a slight joke and did not pursue it too much, after all, who can guarantee that they are undefeated? Today, if you laugh at others, retribution will fall on you sooner or later.

This was a great opportunity for Ling Qingyun to get out of the center, he hadn't had a chance to sort out his thoughts since he woke up, so he listened to the crowd talk and think about it at the same time.

"The heavenly immortals, dragons and phoenixes, and unicorns, will never be so ugly. It's just that the dream and hallucination are incredibly real, could it be that some kind of ghost or god can't make the dream?" Ling Qingyun secretly thought with annoyance, the phoenix and the gods he saw in the dream were simply more cruel and indifferent creatures than tyrants, but according to the records in the books and consistent beliefs, he didn't believe that those powerful beings were really so hateful, not to mention that the phoenix law was not fierce when it first appeared yesterday, but he didn't know how his thinking was guided, but he regarded all those with strong bloodlines as enemies.

And in that state, in order to defend his dignity, he cut out the sword, although he didn't know how powerful the sword was, but judging from the expressions and various clues of Lin Qiancheng and others, it was definitely not weak, at least it should be stronger than Song Xin's three-plate axe, which made the young man feel comfortable.

It wasn't that he broke through the battle and created his own stunt, that sword was a killing move that he had been preparing to use at the last moment, but he never thought that the sudden surging emotions would greatly increase his power, far beyond his own expectations.

"Maybe that's what the predecessors said about the sword, but I'm afraid I won't be able to return to that artistic conception. Ling Qingyun thought with regret that perhaps only in life and death and extreme affection could people burst out to their full potential, for this reason, there were too many martial artists pursuing a breakthrough in life and death, but he was unwilling to put his hope completely in this.

It's like a dream! The young man sighed, raised his head, and saw a pair of bright eyes, which were particularly dazzling in the crowd.

"Brother Qingyun. The bright eyes became the moon, and Yiren smiled lightly, causing the spring water to trickle through the heart.

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