lazy cat hits cute

Chun Guanlan's talent is not very good.

He can only continue to work hard and work hard.Every night in the dead of night, in the extremely cold spiritual mist, wielding a wooden sword, mechanically slashed, sliced, hacked, and stabbed at the black essence rock again and again, day after day.

Relying on his bloody battle exploits in Unrepentant Peak, he emerged step by step, from the bottom Xiaolian disciple, to the top Hanguang disciple, and finally to Tianjiao.Before he became a proud man, he had never been favored by others, and the bitterness and tiredness in it were so vivid that he didn't want to recall it.

Spiritual weapons have spirits.

The wooden sword has always been with Chun Guanlan. When it became a spiritual tool, it inherited Chun Guanlan's obsession.

Zhang Qingyang silently watched the thin boy struggling to slash at Heijingyan. His hair and eyebrows were covered with thick hoarfrost, and the heat from his body melted the frost.A small puddle of water underfoot.

The youth's swordsmanship has achieved a little success, and he has his own understanding on the basis of Wugui's swordsmanship.Zhang Qingyang saw a few movements and sword styles that he saw in the light group.

Every change was made by Chun Guanlan in constant battles.Only killing can understand the meaning of it.

I'm afraid the peak master himself doesn't know, but this memory is still preserved in the wooden sword sword consciousness?

The sweating young man stopped to rest while leaning on his sword, and his breath was as long as a long sword, cutting through the thick spiritual mist.

He suddenly turned to look at Zhang Qingyang.

Zhang Qingyang felt that he couldn't see him, but looking into his eyes somehow made him terrified.

The young man smiled, and the wooden sword was radiant, and he slashed with a sword containing the aura of a strong Jindan: "What are you looking at!"

The field of vision was filled with white light, and something was shattered by this sword, as grand as the destruction of the world.

it hurts!

He broke away from the sword consciousness, his arms were sore, his head hurt a little, and the willow leaves curled up were scratching his nose.

"Ah!"

"Ah!" Xiao Liu was taken aback, hurriedly put away the willow leaves, and sat down obediently.Pretend nothing happened.

Zhang Qingyang took a breath. He felt that he had broken through the bottleneck of the ninth level of qi refining, and had reached the turning point of the peak of qi refining. The rudiments of dao foundation were already in his dantian.

That sword was intentional.

He blinked and sighed, "How long have I been asleep?"

"The imperial examination is over."

Zhang Qingyang felt his head hurt even more: "Who will be the first?"

Xiao Liu said a name that surprised him: "Kong Shenghe." He thought about it and said, "He is a side branch of the Kong family in Lishui, er, not even a side branch, he is the illegitimate child of the Kong family living outside, 12 years old He was just accepted into the clan. Before that, he was ignored and unknown to everyone. He suddenly emerged in the clan examination and almost won every game. It is said that his current status is comparable to that of the young master of the clan."

Zhang Qingyang rubbed his temples, thinking how this Kong Shenghe was so similar to the experience of the protagonist Long Aotian in "The Immortal Emperor of Heaven", could it be that he is also a fan of Tianyu Xiaosheng?

On second thought, Ming Huang might be disappointed if he didn't get the first place.

Zhang Qingyang made a mistake this time.Ming Huang was not disappointed, but rather depressed.

He had a fierce battle with Kong Shenghe, they were evenly matched in strength, and both of them suffered a lot of injuries.In the end, Kong Shenghe tried his best to maneuver, looking for an opportunity to win in one fell swoop, he was defeated and retreated, and he was convinced that he lost.

It's just that when he saw the information about Kong Shenghe presented by Jiang Chuan, the more he looked at it, the more he looked at it, and the more he looked at it, the more he wondered: How could this person be so similar to Long Aotian's experience in "The Immortal Emperor of the Sword"?If it weren't for the strong ability of Xuanyi Shi, he would think that the person who wrote the materials deliberately copied the outline to fool him.

In "The Immortal Emperor of Heaven and Sword", the protagonist Long Aotian also has a miserable life experience and is not welcomed by his family.After obtaining all kinds of adventures, he became famous in a big competition, and his status was elevated. The young master of the family felt threatened and tried every means to frame Long Aotian... Looking at the information compiled by Xuan Yishi, the young master of the Kong family, Bai Baimo, was once killed by a precious flower and tree. Damaged and killed Kong Shenghe's mother with a stick?Didn't Tianyu Xiaosheng really write "Tianjian Immortal Emperor" based on Kong Shenghe? !

Feeling powerless, Jiang Chuan retreated, Ming Huang got a headache.The similarity of the same thing can be called a coincidence, and the almost identical life course cannot be explained by a simple "coincidence".Who is Yu Xiaosheng today?Is there any supernatural power of prophets?If there is, it can be explained that Xuanyi envoy failed to investigate him many times.

Thinking of this, Ming Huang hurried to read "The Immortal Emperor of the Sword", hoping that there would be no characters similar to his own in the book.

After flipping through it, I remembered that there was another copy in Zhang Qingyang's place, so I hurried to Yujian to ask for it.

Zhang Qingyang was drinking the medicinal soup, his usually indifferent face twisted into a ball of pain, Xiao Liu covered his mouth and smiled.

Ming Huang had come here many times, he glanced around and didn't see the book, and asked, "Qingyang, where did you put the book I borrowed from you?"

Zhang Qingyang took the opportunity to put down the bowl: "You think so too?"

"It's not like, it's exactly the same." Ming Huang was inexplicably anxious.

Zhang Qingyang thought for a while, then said slowly: "Don't look, no."

"Really not?"

Zhang Qingyang nodded affirmatively: "No."

Ming Huang didn't insist anymore, he knew Zhang Qingyang had a good memory, so if he didn't have it, he definitely didn't.Just sit down, "How are you? You have been in a coma for three days, and you were injured in the battle with Zhou Yinmang?"

"No." Zhang Qingyang shook his head, "It's Lord Chunfeng's sword, and his sword sense is a bit strong, so I can't bear it."

Ming Huang suddenly became excited: "So that sword was given to you by Chun Guanlan? Hurry up and show it to me!"

Xiao Liu didn't like Ming Huang very much, and didn't dare to disobey Zhang Qingyang's wishes, so she took the sword obediently.Ming Huang held the sword, looked left and right, pulled out the blade, touched the blade lightly with his finger, blood dripped instantly, and let out a soft cry of surprise.

"What are you doing touching the blade?!"

Ming Huang closed the sword, waved his hands and smiled nonchalantly: "I just thought it was a wooden sword, I was careless. Unexpectedly, although it is a wooden sword, the material is extraordinary. It is made of very rare 'honwo wood', and it has withstood the spring. Guanlan has been nurturing for a hundred years, and the rank should be the ninth level of spiritual weapons, and it is possible to advance to become a spiritual treasure if you continue to nurturing. Qingyang, you really found a treasure!"

"Ninth-level spiritual weapon." Zhang Qingyang murmured, "Is your hand alright?" The flying sword of the eighth-level spiritual weapon can only be fully controlled by a person in the Golden Core Realm. Will be seriously injured.

"It's okay." Ming Huang looked calm, with a slightly playful expression, "I'm afraid Chun Guanlan has taken a fancy to you, most of the wooden sword and sword sense are sealed, you just use it just right. It's really considerate."

As he spoke, his right hand stretched out uncontrollably—the shallow wound was bleeding, staining his snow-white sleeve red.

"Zhang Qingyang!" Ming Huang rushed forward angrily, stood up abruptly, with a wooden chair on his clothes, and there was a loud bang.

Zhang Qingyang pursed his lips, turned over and knelt down with difficulty: "It's the grassroots who overstepped, please forgive me, Your Highness."

...Minghuang's fingers were still hurting, and the blood dripped down, splashing flowers on the ground.

"The sword energy of the wooden sword is still in the palace. I am the master of the wooden sword now, and I can dispel the sword energy for Your Highness."

"No need." Ming Huang said coldly, and walked away.

When Ming Huang was far away, Xiao Liu hurried over to help Zhang Qingyang, and complained angrily: "Be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs! Brother Qingyang, if he likes to be brave, let him do it, and let him do what he wants!"

Zhang Qingyang was stunned and said nothing.

Ming Huang never came again.

According to Wang Chaosheng, he is going back.

The Holy Majesty suffered a sudden emergency and was paralyzed.After the Tai Hospital tried its best to treat him, his condition improved slightly.The Holy Majesty probably had a premonition that his fate was not long, so he urgently ordered the prince to return to the capital to supervise the country.

He has set off.

"Are you going to see him off? That kid Huo Xing scolds him every day for not being able to find something to do, and when he leaves, he goes to see him off again, pretending to say that a confidant is rare, tsk tsk tsk!"

Zhang Qingyang hesitated for a while, then lowered his head: "Forget it."

Wang Chaosheng also lowered his head and looked at him: "Hey, what's the matter with Zhang Broom? Why does he look like an abandoned woman? Did you quarrel with him?"

Xiao Liu said angrily: "That prince is stupid, stubborn, and unreasonable! He tried the edge of the wooden sword with his fingers, and insisted that he was fine when he was cut. Brother Qingyang wanted to help him, but he threw his face and lost his temper Who is it! Oops, you hit me! Hmph!" He stomped heavily and ran away angrily.

Wang Chaosheng looked at Xiaoliu, looked at Zhang Qingyang, and smiled wryly: "You are used to treating him like your son. If someone else's goblin dared to do such a thing, he would have been beaten to death by his master long ago."

Zhang Qingyang was noncommittal.

Chongling Inner Valley is very quiet every day.

It was so quiet that Zhang Qingyang had nothing to do except practice every day.

Later, when he recalled these days, he was in a trance.

In the dream, he aloof from the world, sitting under a willow tree and practicing, watching the clouds and mist in the valley.Even Wang Chaosheng seldom came to chatter. I heard that he accepted Tong Haisi's order to eliminate demons and gained a lot of fame.

The pagoda tree flowers bloomed in front of the door, he picked a basket full of them, and made a large pot of pagoda tree cake, which was fragrant and fragrant, and Xiao Liu ate most of it whole.The locust tree goblin, who couldn't yet transform into a human form, was crying very sadly. He gave half of his spiritual power to it, and immediately smiled, "Do you want to pick more, anyway, it still has a lot."

Until a disciple came to the door out of breath: "Senior brother Zhang! Is brother Zhang there?!"

Zhang Qingyang sat on a willow tree and took a nap while practicing. When he heard the call, he woke up leisurely, and probed: "Huh?"

The disciple looked up and looked nervous: "Senior Brother Zhang, I was sent by Brother Huo Xing, he invited you to meet in the Xuanhu Division."

Zhang Qingyang didn't move: "What happened?"

The disciple hesitated for a moment: "I don't know too well. I heard that Wang Chaosheng was kidnapped by a monster. Brother Huo Xing was seriously injured in trying to save him. Now there are only a few combat powers left in the entire inner valley. Brother, you It's one of them."

Zhang Qingyang thought for a while, turned over and got off the tree, and tapped on the trunk: "Xiao Liu, wake up."

A white ball rolled out of the tree trunk, and hugged Zhang Qingyang's thigh awkwardly, raised his head and said pitifully, "Are you going to kill the demon?"

"That's a bad monster, not like you." Zhang Qingyang comforted him.

Xiao Liu felt wronged, and the disciple stared at him speechlessly.

Whether Xiaoliu agreed or disagreed, Zhang Qingyang decided to go.

He doesn't have many friends, Wang Chaosheng is one of them.In terms of emotion and reason, everyone should be rescued.