Cheng Ling asked, "Brother Jian is here this time, is it possible that the negotiations in the north have ended, and we can go back to the academy?"

Jian Yinghao said: "Yes, there is another condition for the Cheng family, that is, Brother Cheng will return Qingliufang City!"

Cheng Ling waved his hand and said, "It's no big deal to return it, anyway, the mines here have basically been dug up by me, leaving an empty shell, whatever they want!"

"What mine, is there a spirit stone mine here?" Jian Yinghao's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked.

Cheng Ling was dumbfounded, and his mouth was quick for a while, which actually caused him to misunderstand, so he explained: "Brother Sword misunderstood, there is no spirit stone mine here, I mean that this month, I have earned everything I should have earned!"

Jian Yinghao suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Cheng's methods are amazing, it is really the blessing of my famous Sword Academy!"

Cheng Ling waved his hand, not very interested in his words. Originally, the experience of this trip gave me a slight sense of belonging to the Famous Sword Academy, but I didn't expect that I had worked hard and the good situation I created was easily ruined by Cheng Maofa, and the high-level leaders of the academy were indeed mediocre enough, constantly fighting and short-sighted!

The future of such a sect is really limited, so it is no wonder that it ranks last among the five major academies. He glanced at Jian Yinghao and asked, "When are you leaving?" ”

Jian Yinghao obviously felt the change in his tone, and knew that he was not happy, so he said: "Brother Cheng can leave whenever he wants!"

"Then go back and clean up, and leave tomorrow morning!" After speaking, he left without looking back.

When he returned to the guest room, he asked someone to call Song Yuan over, and there were some things that still had to follow his own wishes.

Song Yuan came quickly, and now he is completely convinced of Cheng Ling. Not to mention the superb alchemy grade, with just a small strategy, the available financial resources of the southern monks were scavenged seven or eight out of ten. Now, even if the Cheng family takes back the Qingliu Danpu, it will not be beneficial in a short period of time.

He bowed to Cheng Ling and said, "Young Master is a genius, the old man admires it!"

Cheng Ling said: "Song Yuan, tomorrow we will go back to the Famous Sword Academy." The confrontation situation in the north has become clear, and the two sides have negotiated and compromised on their own. In the future, this Qingliufang City will also be returned to the Cheng family. ”

"I called you here today to ask what you think. Will you continue to stay in Danpu, or will you follow me to the academy, or will I arrange another place for you?"

Song Yuan was taken aback, he couldn't imagine such an ending. It is definitely not possible to stay in Danpu, if the people of the Cheng family come back, they will have to scrape him alive, as for the Famous Sword Academy, it doesn't seem to be a good place to go, the Cheng family is still strong, and the rest can only be arranged for him by Cheng Ling.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master, the old man is a sinner of the Cheng family, it is not appropriate to stay here and go to the academy, please arrange a place for me to go!"

Cheng Ling nodded and said, "I understand, don't worry, since you are loyal to me, I will naturally not let you be wronged, and I will know at that time! Also, I will also take away the two worshippers of the Cheng family, if they don't want to, you know what to do!"

Song Yuan's heart sank, and he left.

The next day, everyone was ready and gathered in the backyard early. The two Dan Dao of the Cheng family were enshrined under Song Yuan's coercion, so they had no choice but to leave together.

Jian Yinghao waited for everyone to arrive, and with a little hand, he took out a flying puppet from the storage ring and explained: "The rest of the academy has already turned around, I specially asked for a flying puppet from my uncle, so I can go back as soon as possible!"

Cheng Ling nodded slightly, didn't speak, and went straight to the back of the flying puppet, and everyone walked up one by one.

Jian Yinghao knew that he was not in a good mood, so he just silently launched the flying puppet

The puppet instantly rose into the air and flew in the direction of the Famous Sword Academy.

The flying puppet was very fast, it would have taken five days, but now, in less than a day, everyone had returned to the academy.

Cheng Ling said hello to Jian Yinghao, and went straight back to Zhuyin Pavilion with Song Yuan and the two worshippers. I haven't seen him for a few months, Wu Chenlong's kid doesn't know what happened, and as for the affairs in the academy, he doesn't want to care anymore.

Originally, he also wanted to contribute most of the gains from this trip to the academy, but now it seems that he still keeps it for himself, and after a few days, he will return to the Wuxiang Sword Sect, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye, and the master's death day is approaching.

Wu Chenlong had already gotten the news and waited in front of the Zhuyin Pavilion early. Seeing Cheng Ling and the others turn around, they hurriedly greeted them happily.

Cheng Ling looked at him and said with satisfaction: "Yes, the peak of the middle of the Yuan Infant, it seems that you have also gained a lot from this trip, let's talk about it, what have you experienced after the separation?"

Wu Chenlong led the four of them back to the Zhuyin Pavilion, and after they sat down, they opened their chatterboxes and said: "Actually, there is nothing to say, the situation was very chaotic at that time, I couldn't resist the attacks of those monks, so I could only temporarily avoid it and flee into the dense forest." ”

"Later, I resumed my cultivation in the dense forest, looking for the traces of the boss. But I didn't find it for a month, until I found the movement of Brother Jian's crossing, so I followed the direction to find it. Later, we went back to the academy. Boss, how are you doing?"

Cheng Ling picked up some of the experiences after the separation and told him. Wu Chenlong felt a pity, and shouted that if only he had found them in the first place, his cultivation would have made greater progress.

Cheng Ling was not very interested, and after talking about the experience, he sent a few people back to rest. The Zhuyin Pavilion is very large, and it is more than enough for a few people to live, and there is no need to bother the academy disciples who allocate a place to live.

Life is not salty and light, Cheng Ling originally wanted to go back to the academy to go to the Wuxiang Sword Sect to have a look, but Jian Yinghao told him when he was apart, don't run out yet, the academy may look for him, so he can only wait quietly in the Zhuyin Pavilion.

Three days later, sure enough, a disciple came to pass the word, saying that the master of the courtyard had been invited.

Cheng Ling asked, "The head of the main courtyard?"

"No, it's the master of our kendo academy. ”

Cheng Ling nodded and followed him.

Half an hour later, Cheng Ling came to a mountain peak in the Kendo Academy. I saw that the mountain peak was towering towards the sky, like a long sword out of the sheath, on the mountain peak, the grass and trees were low, and each one seemed to contain wisps of sword intent!

Cheng Ling nodded secretly, such a place is like the residence of a kendo master, and the surrounding environment is affected by it, just like a sword weapon, sharp and pure!

The disciple said, "Senior brother, the mountain peak is the residence of the courtyard master, and the sword intent in front of me is too strong, I can't bear it, so I'll send it here first!"

Cheng Ling nodded, and then walked up the stairs, the more he walked up the mountain, the stronger the sword intent he felt, and when he reached the top of the mountain, he felt a sharp shot of sharp edges. Cheng Ling couldn't help it, her own sword intent gushed out, and she confronted the sword intent on the mountain peak.

Boom!

A piercing sword roar sounded, and Cheng Ling's sword intent collided strongly with the sword intent on the mountain peak, resulting in the sound of gold and iron resonating. His sword intent was raised to fifty percent in the Flame Sect, and he was already the first among his disciples.

The sword intent on the mountain peak is the sword of the master of the kendo academy. He listened to the words of Jian Yinghao and his brother Jian Laodao, and admired Cheng Ling very much. I comprehended the sword intent when I was at the outer gate, and now I don't know what kind of realm I have reached.

For a while, when I saw that I was happy, I wanted to try it. The sword intent on his body is full of energy, see if Cheng Ling can climb to the top of the mountain. The sword intent of the sword boundless has reached the realm of Dacheng, although because of the distance, the strength of the sword intent is there

weakened, but still very staggering.

As soon as Cheng Ling touched it, he felt his heart tremble, and his sword intent seemed to be torn apart. Fortunately, he had the experience of the Flame Sect Sword Formation, and as soon as the sword intent showed signs of dissipating, his own spiritual power was infused into it and forcibly gathered.

In this way, his sword intent kept changing between dissipating and gathering, and the condensation of his sword intent was also improving. He even sat down cross-legged, concentrating, and kept fighting against the sword intent on the mountain peak.

"Huh!"

Jian Wuya had already discovered that Cheng Ling was coming, and he just wanted to test Cheng Ling's sword intent strength. Unexpectedly, he found that Cheng Ling's sword intent was so powerful, only a little worse than himself, and looking at his current posture, he was obviously using his sword intent to refine.

With great joy in his heart, seventy percent of the sword intent gushed out, helping Cheng Ling to refine.

Cheng Ling's sword intent is constantly improving and condensing in the resistance, from the early stage of fifty percent, to the middle of fifty percent, and then to the late stage, it seems that it is about to break through to sixty percent. It's a pity that the sword intent on the mountain peak can no longer be satisfied.

He stood up and rushed forward in an instant, the sword intent in front of him was really even more powerful, and the refining of his sword intent was improved!

"It's not enough, it's still a little bit short! senior, please help the disciple!"

Cheng Ling's face was distorted, and his sword intent reached the peak of fifty percent, but there was still a line away from sixty percent. He frantically urged his sword intent and kept walking in the direction of the boundless sword!

Jian Wuya's heart trembled, fifty percent of the peak sword intent, even the sword heroes could not reach it, this son's kendo talent was really amazing. And obviously, now is the critical moment, whether it can break through to sixty percent, it depends on one's ability.

He closed his eyes, and after a while, two fierce rays of light emanated from his eyes, and the seventy percent peak sword intent exploded! This was already his highest sword intent, and in more than ten years, he could only be able to raise the early stage of seventy percent to the peak of seventy percent!

Cheng Ling only felt as if a sky-high long sword was coming out of the sheath in front of him, and the edge of the sword qi increased several times, and it bombarded him fiercely. His sword intent dissipated instantly, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood!

"Give me Ning!"

The green tendons on his forehead were prominent, Cheng Ling did not retreat but advanced, and his spiritual power was exuded to the maximum, forcibly gathering the scattered sword intent at a trace. Soon, an illusory sword weapon condensed above his head, and the sword weapon was very short, only an inch long.

However, the sword weapon that was an inch long, under the condensation of spiritual power, kept growing. From one inch, to two inches, to three inches...... One, two, three......foot!

"Boom!"

I don't know how long it took, after a sword roar, the sword weapon above his head finally condensed and formed, becoming an illusory sword weapon of three feet and five inches. Sixty percent of the sword intent, into it!

Jian Wuya watched all this in shock, and slowly withdrew his sword intent, just one sword intent confrontation made this kid's sword intent rise to a higher level. The promotion between fifty percent and sixty percent, although it has not crossed the great realm, is also very difficult.

It took almost a hundred years to improve from fifty percent to sixty percent, but I didn't expect Cheng Ling to do it in just a few hours. My brother and Yinghao are right, this son is indeed the pillar of the kendo academy!

Cheng Ling stood in place for a while before slowly opening his eyes, bowing to Jian Wuya and saying, "Disciple Cheng Ling, thank you for your help!"

Jian Wuya looked at him happily, and after a long time, he said, "Yes, it is really a good seedling of kendo." Cheng Ling, the main academy is nothing remarkable, don't you go, from today onwards, you will be the elder of our kendo academy!"

Cheng Ling was stunned, looked at Jian Wuya in surprise, and secretly said in his heart: What's the situation? The speed of promotion is too fast, and I can't accept it directly from employee to general manager!