Chapter 111

Yang Shen doesn't know what special significance sugar gourd has for Ling Yun. Ling Yun doesn't want to say it, and he won't ask. However, Ling Yun is naive. The chaotic world has long been turbid. His innocence can be regarded as an excellent scenery.

Naivety is the perseverance of knowing what can't be done; Innocence is the clear stream in the turbidity, which can always let people see hope; Innocence is a clear distinction between good and evil, not ignorance of the world.

"The last one will come for revenge. I have to make the layout early, but I'm in such a state that I can't do it."

Ling Yun said softly.

"But the nature of wild cultivation, in terms of the road, has its merits, and it's not too easy to deal with," Ling Yun said lightly. "It's the best way to lure people to benefit."

"The fight between monks can be divided into life and death in one day at least, and cause and effect can only be broken in a hundred years at most," Yang Shen said helplessly. "The earlier he deals with such wild cultivation, the better."

Ling Yun nodded. Although he didn't know the name of the Yexiu, there was no need to kill him anyway, but it was not so difficult for Yang Shen to design and kill him.

Anyway, the idea has been put forward. How to do it is Yang Shen's business. It's not that Ling Yun doesn't want to help, but that he is powerless now.

Staying in the courtyard, eating three meals a day, studying and practicing slowly, but Ling Yun is not in a hurry. Now he absorbs aura too fast. The important thing is that he can quickly convert it into sword spirit. Although it is difficult to break through the economic barrier, which is more tenacious than before, he really doesn't care. The stronger his physique is, the more difficult it will be to break through the boundary barrier. It's not a bad thing, Of course, it's not a good thing. It's too slow to keep up.

"Come and go to practice, you still have to work hard on swordsmanship. What a long-term thing it must be when you are flying with swords." Ling Yun took out the lyre, which he had not used for a long time. He was wearing cotton padded clothes and Diao Qiu. It was extremely cold in early spring. Moreover, it was still in deep winter. His weak body could not resist the cold. "Can you still play the lyre?"

"A little bit." He really only knows a little. When he was in Liangcheng, it took Lingyun a lot of effort. Moreover, this is what Mr. drunkard told him to learn. Swordsmen can kill enemies with swords, and of course they can gain beauty with zither. This is the great charm of swordsmen.

However, in Ling Yun's view, the so-called "heart, sword and soul" of Qin is also practicing. Practicing boxing can improve skills, and practicing Qin can quench emotions.

He hasn't played the piano for a long time. Ling Yun can't remember how to play the piano. As for the score, he can't save a few pieces in his stomach. He can't even remember the name of the song he played with Cai Wei.

Yang Shen can't play the piano, and Lu Lu certainly can't. the four of them sit around and look at Ling Yun expectantly. Ling Yun says with a bitter smile, "I really can't

"No, what are you doing with it?" Yang Shen joked.

This kind of thing, we must hold the firm idea of throwing the pot on Mr. drunkard. Ling Yun will explain the reason why he learned to play piano carefully. Lu Lu said with a smile: "it's very good that Xiao Yun can still keep his childlike heart now."

The longer you get along with Ling Yun, the more comfortable you will feel. He is actually a very lonely child. He is a 17-year-old boy in Kyushu. Either he has been famous all over the world or he is still under the protection of his elders. It's very good that Ling Yun has gone a long way alone.

Although Ling Yun mentioned his past very much, he always said that he was the luckiest person in the world, such as his husband, his friends, they were all relatives.

Lu Lu asked Ling Yun with a smile, "are we also your relatives?"

"Is there anyone in the world more worthy of Lingyun as a relative than your sister-in-law?" Ling Yun really likes Yang Shen and his wife. Unlike the grassroots, they are more and more distant in this indifferent world. On the contrary, they hope to meet better people and make him feel warm.

That Yexiu Huang Qiusheng has never appeared, which is unexpected to Ling Yun. He seems to be a person who cherishes his life. He has been in Yang Shen's house for a month, which is the time of spring. Ling Yun can only walk freely, and it is still a long time before he can recover completely.

It will take a long time for Ling Yun to really recover. However, this does not affect his practice of fencing. Now he can practice normally. Only after he can walk freely, he slows down to improve his practice and turns to fencing and boxing.

In the early days of foundation building, it was the most appropriate way to practice martial arts. Although there was not much sword Qi, it was very pure.

Ling Yun is not a fool either. The massive loss of blood a month ago also has great benefits. Although he doesn't know the reason, he is now aware that his practice is much easier than before. The reason why the corners of his mouth slow down his practice is the same as before. This time, it's just a bone pricking pain, and the practice time is too long, Even the soul would feel a tingling feeling, so he slowed down.

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In Liangcheng, Mr. Guigu sat opposite the old man who handed Lingyun a seal. "I've seen people, and they're not bad."

"Did you find out who did it?" Mr. ghost Valley asked.

The old man shook his head. "The technique is very complicated. It's based on the Yin and Yang soul swallowing mantra. It has the seal of cutting off the sky, the talisman of dying, and the technique of exhausting spirit. It's hard to say. It's very obscure, and I can't see it."

After hearing this, Mr. Guigu frowned. These are all the pressure on Ling Yun since he was a child. The more he practices, the faster he will die, especially "jietianyin". If he practices martial arts, he may not live to be 30 years old, and he will explode and die.

"But Yasheng was very kind to him. He laid a lot of rules on him to protect himself. Otherwise, he would have died long ago and would not live to the present." The old man vomited a foul breath, which was not uncommon for the friars. However, it was too insidious for a little boy who broke his way with such heavy hands to die in pain.

After a sip of tea, Mr. Guigu said slowly, "if I am selfish, what do you think?"

"I don't say much about Ling Linlin's death that year. But the boy was kind-hearted. With Yasheng's instruction, I felt very good when I contacted him," the old man laughed. "I was with four Yexiu. He only killed three people, but he didn't kill me at all. For a moment, he was very sensitive and realized that I was not easy to deal with, Secondly, I didn't have the heart to kill at that time, and I didn't have the mind to do it. That's why he escaped. Of course, the important thing is that he really wanted to help the couple in distress. "

"This time you don't care. I'm an outsider. I also want to see that these four worlds are really not afraid of the Revenge of the Lord of that world," the old man sneered. "Whether it's Confucianism or today's ghost Valley, they think too much, do too much, and don't talk about big things with others, but it's not the reason for them to be reckless."

There are five in the world, one of them has no master. In their generation, Ling Linlin is not very brilliant, but in the eyes of many older people, he is regarded as a powerful enemy.

Naturally, Ling Linlin's wife, who is also the real sense of appropriateness and inappropriateness in his generation, always wants to see. How can we know whether it is suitable or not if we don't see it? As for the old man himself, that is to say, he really likes this miserable child, although Ling Yun doesn't feel much hardship.

He's always going to take a bad breath for the child.

Mr. Guigu shook his head and said faintly: "before that time, the Liangcheng small world, the dragon spirit of Yinglong, the heroes of the world, 30% can all come from here. If you want to borrow money, you should collect interest first."

"In this case, I'll keep my hand for a while, but I just removed the curse, Rune and mark from the child's flesh and blood, bones and soul, such as gangrene attached to bones. At this time, if he forcibly removed them, he would be looking for death." The old man said in a deep voice, it's really a miracle that Ling Yun can live to the present. Bu knows that the boy must have seen something and deliberately passed it to Ling Yun's "13th floor of refining gas" to separate the cause and effect of Ling Yun. Only those Rune marks have less influence on Ling Yun.

"Between mortals, it's always said that they are next generation relatives," Mr. Guigu said with a smile. "I can be regarded as his grandfather generation. Besides his generation, it's not too much to call him grandfather. After all, if I don't do anything, I'll let Junhao go around."

"Ghost Valley rest and the world live in peace, ghost Valley anger and the world fear..." ghost Valley Mr. Yin compassion smile twice, a child can not protect, how can protect the human race, protect the world!

If the old man didn't say anything, how could Mr. Guigu not know? It's inevitable for Lingyun to take the road of martial arts and practice sword if he wants to rebuild his body completely. There's no better choice than to use sword to eliminate his hidden danger. But it's not an easy thing. This time, he's bleeding out. After that, he's not only going to fall, but also breaking his bones and leaving his soul. The pain here is more than ten million times today. If he can survive, he can practice normally. If he can't survive, he will die. No matter how ambitious he is, it's a fantasy.

Of course, Ling Yun didn't know. Even the first person of that generation didn't really see much clue. It can be imagined that the caster's mind was vicious and meticulous, and the caster's mind was sinister and insidious.

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Ling Yun practises sword very slowly, and he doesn't have more energy to pursue faster sword. If the master can see it easily, he has to punish himself or say more about himself.

Ling Yun doesn't pursue to improve his own realm. Now that he is so weak, he always has to think of some ways to improve. Otherwise, he will only decline day by day. Fortunately, there is no decline in Wufu realm. Although his strength has fallen a lot, he just needs to practice again. This time, through life and death, his subtle perception of the physical body becomes more and more clear, Whether it's sword or fist, there are more details to improve. Although it's not up to that requirement now, it's still possible to do part of it when you reply.