Liu Feng was taken aback, and hurriedly shouted: "Senior brothers, stop!"

The disciples of the Sword Hall all stopped one after another, looking at Cheng Ling cautiously one by one. If it is said that he robbed his spirit stone and even injured him, the sect and the masters would not care, if Cheng Ling died, then the matter would be big, and he would definitely not be able to escape the severe punishment of the sect.

What's more, there is also a Xuan Lingzi, he doesn't have many years left now, but on the other hand, he is even more afraid of death, anyway, he only has a few years left to live, and if you force my disciple to die, I will pull you to accompany the burial.

Liu Feng saw that all the junior disciples had stopped, so he hurriedly said: "Cheng Ling, count you as powerful, don't be impulsive, we won't rob you of your spirit stone!"

Cheng Ling sneered and said, "Now that I know I'm afraid, I will remember today's events, and one day I will make you pay!"

Liu Feng was secretly angry, if it weren't for Xuan Lingzi, I would see that Lao Tzu wouldn't kill you!

Cheng Ling helped Su Rui up, and the sword weapon in his hand still did not leave his throat, so he turned around and walked in the direction of the sect.

Liu Feng shouted, "Slow!"

Cheng Ling turned around, the sword weapon in his hand tightened his neck, and a wisp of blood flowed out, and said indifferently: "What, Senior Brother Liu still wants to leave me waiting?"

Liu Feng hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't get excited, you can go, but you have to return the sword weapon to me!"

"This sword weapon should be regarded as your compensation! Don't come here, I can't control it if I exert any more force!" Cheng Ling's hand rose a little more, blood flowed out more, and the white Confucian shirt was gradually dyed red!

Liu Feng secretly hated, he spent twenty low-grade spirit stones to buy this sword weapon, and now it was robbed by Cheng Ling, it was really a waste of rice.

But looking at his posture, he was obviously ruthless enough to himself, and he was afraid in his heart, his lips squirmed a few times, and he finally couldn't speak.

Seeing that he was no longer talking, Cheng Ling pulled Su Rui to turn around and prepare to walk towards the sect!

At this time, Chen Jie said: "Senior Brother Cheng is really powerful, he suppressed the Sword Hall with the strength of one person, and Senior Brother really admires it." After all, the sword weapon is dangerous to put on the neck, so it is better to have the junior brother keep it on your behalf?"

He knew that these things would definitely reach Xuan Lingzi's ears today. Although Xuan Lingzi no longer holds the real power, it is always inappropriate, so he wants to deceive the sword weapon in his hand, let the people of the Sword Hall rush up, and then he will kill Cheng Ling while he is in chaos!

Cheng Ling glanced at him coldly, knew his thoughts, and said indifferently: "No need, I won't tell the master about today's events, don't worry!"

Now is not the time to settle accounts with Chen Jie, only when he returns to the Taoist temple can he be considered safe! After speaking, he pulled Su Rui directly, and the two of them staggered towards the sect!

Both of them were seriously injured and walked very slowly, but Cheng Ling's sword weapon on his neck still did not let go, and Liu Feng and Chen Jie did not dare to act rashly, so they had to watch them leave!

It was two hours before they returned to Su Rui's residence. Cheng Ling explained a few words, telling him to be careful of Chen Jie and the others, so he left and went back to the Taoist temple.

Back in the wing, Cheng Ling fell on the bed, panting heavily. He was more seriously injured than Su Rui, and he gritted his teeth all the way and persevered, and only when he arrived in the wing room did he really relax.

I secretly swore in my heart: Liu Feng, Chen Jie, you wait for Lao Tzu, I will definitely practice diligently in the future, and today's shame will definitely be returned tenfold!

But he didn't know that a trace of white smoke came out of the robe on his chest, and after a long time, it slowly dissipated!

I don't know how long it took, a white figure suddenly appeared in his mind, the figure was like a dream, he couldn't see the appearance at all, and it seemed to be transparent.

I saw him sitting cross-legged, and a red dot instantly appeared on his transparent body, and the red dot went from the Zhongfu acupoint under the collarbone, all the way through Yunmen, Tianfu, Xia Bai, Qi Ze, etc., and finally came to Thumb Shaoshang. After Shaoshang, he turned to the index finger, all the way through Shangyang, Erjian, Sanjian, Hegu, etc., and finally came to Yingxiang Acupoint under the nose.

At this point, the red dot demonstrated the direction of the two meridians, such as the hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and the Hand Yang Ming Large Intestine Meridian, and gradually disappeared with the figure!

It wasn't until the second day that the sun shone obliquely on Cheng Ling and woke him up. He moved his body, feeling a sharp pain all over his body, and hated Liu Feng and the others even more. Looking at the blood stains on the white shirt on his chest, he thought about cleaning it quickly, so as not to be discovered by the master.

He took off his coat and was about to take out the books on his chest, when a golden page fell out of his arms with a "ding". He was curious, how could he have this page on him?

Hurriedly picked it up and looked closely. I saw that the page was about the size of other books, golden yellow, about three millimeters thick, very light in the hand, and touched a few times, as if it were made of gold. On the pages, there were still some blood stains and broken paper.

Cheng Ling thought about it carefully, and suddenly remembered that those broken papers were on the thickest book he bought. Because when I looked through it before, I found that the paper seemed to be different from other book papers, and the color was much darker, as if it had been made for too long!

He hurriedly took out all the books in his arms, and spread them out one by one, only to find that the thickest book was missing. When I opened my underwear again, I found that there were also a few pieces of blood-stained shredded paper on it!

He secretly wondered, could it be that the book was soaked in his own blood and turned into this golden page? Then this page must be a treasure, could the illusory figure he saw in his sleep have something to do with this golden page?

He decided to experiment, but whether it was put in the sun, soaked in water, or even dripped blood again, the golden page did not respond, obviously these methods were not the right way, so could it be in sleep?

But now he has just woken up, coupled with severe pain all over his body, and his body is full of blood and is very uncomfortable, where is he still sleeping. He carefully hid the pages under the bed, thought about it and took them out and put them in his arms, he had a gut feeling that the pages must be close to the body to show the effect.

He hid the pages, put all the books he had bought on the bed, and took another set of clothes. He left the wing room and went to another room to bathe and change clothes.

There are many wings in this Taoist temple, and only their master and apprentice live there, and sometimes Xuan Lingzi will leave for a few days, and the entire Taoist temple can be said to be Cheng Ling's private property. Therefore, he renovated several side rooms in the temple to serve as kitchens, bathrooms, and latrines.

Now that the weather is hot, there is a big pool in the bathroom, and Cheng Ling is soaking in the pool, and she breathes a long sigh of comfort. Yesterday was really too wretched, I can only blame myself for being too lazy on weekdays, and I haven't reached the first level of qi refining for half a year.

The master also urged himself many times to improve his cultivation as soon as possible. In another year, the Wuxiang Sword Sect will hold a competition for new disciples. As a disciple of the first seat of the Array Hall, Xuan Lingzi really didn't want Cheng Ling to even pass the preliminary round.

But helplessly, the kid didn't get into the oil and salt, and the old man said that he really couldn't knock him out on the day of the game, so he would go crazy and give up participating in the game.

Thinking about the master's tolerance and earnest teaching to him in the past six months, Cheng Ling rarely felt a trace of guilt, coupled with what happened yesterday. He once again made up his mind to cultivate seriously from tomorrow, strive to improve his cultivation, and save some face for Xuan Lingzi!

In the wing room on the other side, Xuan Lingzi sat cross-legged on the futon. In fact, he already knew that Cheng Ling had been wronged, and he thought that he would come to cry yesterday and ask him to help get justice. Who knew that this kid's bones were so hard that he didn't see anyone to this day.

He was secretly anxious, he wouldn't be beaten to lose confidence, right? Hurry up and take a look! As soon as his consciousness swept away, he found that Cheng Ling was in the bathroom, so he came to the bathroom and looked at Cheng Ling quietly.

There is a formation arranged by Xuan Lingzi outside the Taoist temple, according to the old man, in the entire Wuxiang Sword Sect, the person who can break this formation has not yet been born, and without his permission, ants don't want to come in.

Cheng Ling trusts the old man's professionalism very much, and he doesn't close the door when he bathes. Anyway, one old and one young, things are the same, love to look at it or not! It didn't take long for him to feel something, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Xuan Lingzi standing at the door looking at himself!

Cheng Ling was very dissatisfied and said, "Master, the disciple is just taking a bath, you don't need to take it so seriously, right?"

"How is the injury?" Xuan Lingzi asked indifferently without commentathing!

"I also shed a little blood, according to medical proof, regular blood donation can promote the body's metabolism, just think of it as if I was trying to get fresh blood!"

Xuan Lingzi secretly praised in his heart, although this kid is lazy, he has backbone, and he doesn't complain to the teacher. It sounds like an understatement, but seeing the bruises on his body and the scars on his neck, it is really commendable that his young body can endure this breath!

Now, it is commonplace for him to come up with some fresh words from time to time for Cheng Ling, so he nodded and said: "Since this is the case, then the teacher will go back, if you have any questions, you can come to me!"

"Master, wait, is there any healing pill, or potion that can allow me to recover as soon as possible, I want to start concentrating on cultivation tomorrow!" Cheng Ling hurriedly stopped him and said.

Xuan Lingzi's eyes lit up, and he replied, "Okay!" and disappeared.

A quarter of an hour later, he turned around, sprinkled some medicinal powder in the pool water, and gave Cheng Ling a bottle of pills. As soon as the palm of his right hand was slapped, the pool began to heat up gradually. As soon as the tea is lit up, the entire pool begins to steam.

Cheng Ling only felt that the blood circulation in his body was speeding up, and sweat kept coming out, and in less than a while, the soreness on his body was greatly reduced.

"Concentrate and calm down, run the exercises, and speed up the healing!" Xuan Lingzi's voice came.

Cheng Ling hurriedly closed his eyes and began to carry out Zhou Tian's transportation, and it didn't take long for the spiritual power carried in the muscles and veins to turn faster and faster, and the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy slowly converged towards this side.

The scars on his body are slowly recovering at a visible speed until they are the same color as their original complexion!

Two hours later, he recovered completely, hurriedly stood up from the pond, bowed to Xuan Lingzi and said, "Thank you, master, tomorrow morning, please ask the master to guide the disciple to cultivate!"