Being able to catch up with this sword conference, Chang Ling was a little enthusiastic for a while.

In most of the battles she has experienced between life and death, her perception of kendo can only hope for a flash of inspiration.

Being able to talk to everyone with a 'calm heart', their lives and safety are protected by layers of formations, this is a scene that only appears in Chang Ling's dreams.

And the registration for the Sword Tournament is also extremely simple.

You only need to cultivate to reach the Concentration Realm, and hand in a high-grade spirit stone to successfully register.

Of course, at the beginning, the sword conference was held in thirteen cities in Cangzhou.

Only the top ten in each city can come to the Canglan Sword Sect and conduct the final sword testimony.

This is not just a grand event of the Canglan Sword Sect, but a grand event of the entire Cangzhou, and a grand event of sword cultivation in the world.

Because the sword conference is about to be held, sword cultivators from all over the world have rushed to Cangzhou, so it is not lively.

The people in the black market only thought that Chang Ling was an ordinary casual cultivator who came to Cangzhou to participate in the Sword Conference, so the ordinary news was used as a partner, and he told her in detail.

There is a faint sense of self-satisfaction in the words.

Proud of his hometown and proud of his ability to hold the sword in his hand.

After spending some spirit stones to understand the situation of the Canglan Sword Sect, Chang Ling left the black market with a full harvest.

I didn't forget to choose some elixirs for Jiang Ying to nourish the body.

If Jiang Ying had been following her, there would be no problem in hiding her figure and appearance, but there were some things in some places where she couldn't take him.

Even after all these years, the clear light in Jiang Ying's eyes has disappeared, and in Chang Ling's eyes, he is still the little boy with a pale face and a soft and thin face.

She still wanted to protect him as much as possible.

There is no shortage of things that hide the aura of the body, Chang Ling counted the only remaining spirit stones, and barely left the necessary share in the near future, almost used up all his net worth, and bought a set of things for Jiang Ying.

She is in Qingzhou, the risk is still too great, she may not meet anyone, she may not have any accidents, and she may not leave him when.

She could only try her best not to let Jiang Ying be implicated by her like she did back then.

By the time Chang Ling came out of the black market, the sky had completely darkened.

The night in this abyss city was very quiet, and the monks walking on the road were all in a hurry, eager to return home immediately.

It is a completely different scene from the Hundred Flowers City and the Hongyan City.

Even though the monk's eyesight was excellent, Chang Ling still felt quite uncomfortable walking on the dark road.

Maybe in the future, she can live anywhere on this continent openly, and she won't choose here.

On the empty and dark street, Chang Ling ran fast.

When she arrived at the station, she couldn't help but put a few smiles on her face.

If Jiang Ying saw these things he brought back to him, his beautiful eyes should be full of smiles.

I have to admit that choosing to take Jiang Ying with him is really Chang Ling who seems to see himself who was thin and fragile through this thin and fragile teenager.

How fortunate I was that I was never given up.

Now she wants to continue to pass on the love she received from Zhenhe, from Luoyue and others.

Chang Lingxing rushed in the door, but what he saw was Jiang Ying's eyes widening and looking straight at the ceiling.

The corners of the eyes are tear stains that have not yet dried.

His thin lips opened and closed, as if he was constantly talking.

Chang Ling could only barely hear some of the hysterical 'help me'.

The immobilization technique that Chang Ling set up for him could only last for half an hour, she just didn't want Jiang Ying to follow her into the black market, but she didn't want to restrict his movements.

Half an hour had already passed, but now Jiang Ying seemed to be still restrained, and he didn't move.

Chang Ling hurriedly stepped forward and gently shook his thin body.

A little trembling called out: "Jiang Ying." ”

As the woman called eagerly, the pale young man's reddened eyes finally gradually regained some brilliance.

"Sister, you're back. He pulled out a smile and looked at Chang Ling a little stiffly.

At this moment, Chang Ling only felt that his heart seemed to be bitten by dense insects, and it was very painful.

She could only say sorry with a dry voice.

She hurriedly took out the things she had purchased, but the boy still smiled faintly, and the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

After a long while, Chang Ling asked tentatively, "Jiang Ying, what's wrong with you." ”

With his current state, let alone advancement, I'm afraid he won't even be able to reach ordinary cultivation.

Cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if you don't run your spiritual power in your body for a long time, your own meridians will gradually dry up with the passage of time.

It's not going to go on like this.

But Jiang Ying was still staring at a pair of eyes and was silent.

Chang Ling had to admonish him, and then retreated from the room gloomily.

She can't see Jiang Ying's past, but it doesn't mean that others can't see it.

As the nine-tailed fox who is the most sensitive to emotions, he was easily infected by Jiang Ying's deep sadness, and was quickly pulled into his thoughts.

The little fox who watched everything couldn't help but gnaw with its sharp teeth.

After waiting to break free from the gray, thick and muddy memories, Abi only felt breathless.

Sure enough, human cultivation never let it down.

It briefly mentioned Chang Ling a few words, and then lay aside, struggling to digest these emotions.

Chang Ling didn't know if it was a kind of sadness that with Ah Bi's few words, she seemed to be able to see the story behind it.

She always thought that she could rely on herself to protect Jiang Ying well, and not let another 'her' appear.

But the damage seems to have been done.

watched the setting moon of everything, and it was rare that there were no sarcastic words.

It was also after a while that he opened his mouth to discuss a solution with Chang Ling and Ah Bi.

Obviously, he has seen enough of this kind of suffering, and he was just an ordinary bystander before, so why did he stand up and do something this time?

I really have been with a fool like Chang Ling for a long time, and I have been infected.

............

Under the effect of the drug, Jiang Ying quickly entered the dream.

It was worth relying on this powerful spirit grass to keep him from falling into a deep sleep of any painful dreams.

This time, not only did I not dream of those dark moments again, but everything in the dream was fine.

This time he was no longer alone, facing those tall, dark figures.

The dirty hands that were stretched out to him were overturned with a strong force.

With tears in his eyes, he watched as the people who tried to hurt him were sliced to pieces by the sword light.

And the long sword was in his hand.

Jiang Ying, who was in and out of the dream, burst into tears in an instant.

He was finally protected.

And it is the strong self that protects him.

............

After Chang Ling went to deal with the registration for the Sword Conference early the next morning, he stood at Jiang Ying's door, looking at the young man's situation.

She didn't hear any unusual sounds such as shouting last night, so she must have been able to sleep well.

Finally, at the suggestion of the falling moon, Ah Bi constructed an illusion composed of everything that Jiang Ying's subconscious dreamed of the most.

And then stuffed into his dreams.

There, pain can be avoided and regrets can be remedied.

It's still too late.

There's only so much they can do for him.

If he can't think about it and still indulge in the past, Chang Ling may send him to Hezhou and give him some money so that he can live a stable and smooth life.

For the suffering on the road of life, the most others can only say sorry after hearing about it, and the road still has to come out on their own.

The reason is like this, at this time, Chang Ling, who was standing outside Jiang Ying's room, still couldn't help but keep walking.

I don't know how long it took, but the door was slammed open.

Jiang Ying's hair and robes were very messy, and only his eyes were rarely bright.

"Sister, I want to learn swords. He raised his eyes and looked at Chang Ling fixedly.

He didn't want to hide anymore, he didn't want to cry anymore, next time he had to stand up bravely, starting with protecting himself.

Chang Ling was stunned for a moment, and the next moment of joy surrounded her.

"Good, good!" she replied incoherently.

She even immediately took out a bunch of long swords that had been 'seized' from other monks from the storage artifact and put them in front of Jiang Ying for him to choose.

In his mind, he also began to think about what kind of exercise he wanted to find for Jiang Ying.

At a certain moment, Chang Ling didn't think about taking him as an apprentice and teaching him the Sword Sutra.

But from the beginning, the Sword Sutra can become her practice in her hands, and the calculation of the falling moon is indispensable.

At present, Chang Ling has only mastered the exercises to the Yuanying Realm, and whether the latter part can be obtained is another matter.

Moreover, the various conditions required to practice the Sword Sutra were extremely harsh, and Chang Ling did not have the confidence to be able to find it for Jiang Ying.

After thinking about it, she could only take out the sword technique that Zhenhe had specially asked for her after she signed the sword scripture from the storage magic weapon.

That swordsmanship focuses on lightness, dexterity, agility, and sharpness, which is also suitable for Jiang Ying.

Chang Ling handed over the jade slip that was stained with a little dust, and lowered his head in a somewhat gloomy mood.

"This is the sword technique that my master found for me back then, but I haven't been able to practice it, so I'll hand it over to you now. ”

"In the future, if it is a New Year's holiday, when you have time, you can toast him with a glass of wine, and his Dharma name is Zhenhe. ”

Chang Ling also realized that she didn't even know her master's name.

At this distant moment, in a remote place, he could only recite a cold Dharma name.

Jiang Ying's face was solemn, and he raised his eyes to look at Chang Ling: "Although I am not lucky to worship my predecessors, I will definitely not live up to this swordsmanship, nor will I live up to my sister." ”

"These days, let my sister bother. ”

After the boy finished speaking, he knelt down.

Facing Chang Ling, and also saluting to the earth that could no longer be found between heaven and earth.

Chang Ling looked at the young man's figure and smiled gently.

Jiang Ying stood up after the salute and said sorry to Chang Ling with a somewhat crimson face.

These days, Chang Ling takes care of him and pays for him.

Maybe the dream that changed his life was also the handiwork of the person in front of him.

And the only thing he can do now is to say thank you.

After thanking her, she was naturally embarrassed to continue to trouble her, and what was coming should be separation.

How lucky he was to have so many dark moments in his life that the man in front of him stretched out a pair of hands towards him.

Chang Ling naturally sensed his intentions, she stretched out her hand, and now the young man in front of her had stood up straight, and it was a few points taller than her, and it was quite laborious to rub his soft hair.

"Don't leave in a hurry, Cangzhou has been preparing for the Sword Conference recently, don't you want to repair the sword, take a good look!"

After a long while, Jiang Ying turned his head away and nodded.

He didn't know if he didn't refuse, whether it was because he wanted to see the Sword Conference or because he preferred the warm breath of the person in front of him.

............

For a period of time that followed, Jiang Ying was bored in the room and cultivated penance, and Chang Ling kept wandering around the streets and alleys of Cangyuan City.

Participating in this city-and-earth sword conference, Chang Ling was not prepared to expose her cultivation, and as far as she knew, there would be no Yuanying Realm monks present in the first few rounds of the competition.

If you play in the Concentration Realm, you can match more opponents.

In the Sword Conference, the monks on both sides only competed in sword qi and sword moves, so they didn't pay attention to the spiritual power.

Therefore, the monks of all levels of cultivation will gather together to compete together, but the Jindan Realm modification is exempt from the first three rounds.

Such a grand event, but all monks who can afford to enter the spirit stone must participate.

The vast majority of people will be eliminated in the first few rounds of the competition – and after these people have been eliminated, there are still a few hundred more to come.

The top ten in a city, if you start from scratch, often have to survive seven or eight rounds, which is really one in a million.

Even if the high-level monks participated in the Sword Debate Conference, they did not bother to participate in the previous rounds of the competition in order to conceal their cultivation, they did not think that they could learn anything from those 'wastes', and that participating was a waste of time and resources.

Therefore, Chang Ling is like this, which can be called rare.

She also came step by step from the time of the end of the year, and she didn't dare to despise any kind of opponent.

Anyway, she didn't think she would lose in the first few rounds, and the spirit stones were all handed over, so it must be more cost-effective to fight.

............

Jiang Ying didn't have any foundation in kendo before, so he naturally couldn't sign up for this sword conference, but Chang Ling pulled him out of the room at the beginning of the sword conference, and the two of them were in the noisy martial arts arena, watching the monks holding long swords come to the stage to compete.

The vast majority of Condensing Realm cultivators couldn't even condense their sword qi.

Chang Ling has been practicing for many years, whether it is in the Canglan Sword Sect or later in Qingzhou Youzhou Yanzhou, most of the monks who deal with her are the most outstanding monks in her generation, and it is the first time she has seen so many ordinary people on this continent.

The avenue doesn't favor everyone.

There are always some people who have been running around all their lives, and they have never been able to make an inch or go astray in their lives.

But they are still persistent and passionate.

These people do not have the support of the sect family, and they do not have suitable high-level exercises.