World of Cultivation

"Don't forget..."

"I will never forget it even if I die..."

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Zuo Mo opened his eyes and woke up. His first reaction was, it hurts! All the bones in his body felt like they were falling apart. The slightest movement caused pain to his bones. He immediately calmed down and remained motionless.

The familiar scent of medicine penetrated his nose, and he immediately knew where it was.

Oh, what a miserable life. It seemed that if he participated in a round of competition, he would have to enter Hengfangyuan. It seemed that he was seriously injured this time.

"Ahem, junior brother, you're awake."

Suddenly a familiar voice came from the right.

Senior brother? Zuo Mo couldn't help turning his neck and looked to the right. As soon as he moved, he couldn't help but gasped, it hurt!

He turned his face with great difficulty, but when he saw the senior brother on the other bed not far to the right, he was suddenly shocked.

A man covered in bandages, with only his eyes exposed, was lying on the bed.

"Senior Brother, is that you?" Zuo Mo asked with some uncertainty. Is this guy wrapped like a rice dumpling really a brave and invincible senior brother?

"Yes." The man under the bandage responded. He was indeed the senior brother. He said: "You have been unconscious for the longest time. We are all worried about you."

"Elder brother, who hurt you like this?" Zuo Mo asked in disbelief.

"Haha, I had a fight with Gu Rongping and was beaten like this by him." Wei Sheng said in a relaxed tone.

Zuo Mo didn't believe it: "That pretty boy isn't that powerful!"

"He wasn't much better." Wei Sheng smiled and said, "In the end, I slashed twelve swords in one go."

Zuo Mo sweated profusely when he heard this and cut twelve swords... Even if the pretty boy was a big radish, he would still be cut into small toothpicks. But he thought this was normal. How could anyone among his peers be able to beat his senior brother until he was unable to fight back?

Although Wei Sheng was Zuo Mo's beloved elder brother, his originally depressed mood due to the injury suddenly improved a lot when he saw that his elder brother was even more miserable than himself.

Brothers in distress...

Suddenly, Wei Sheng shouted in the direction of Zuo Mo: "Junior Brother Luo, are you feeling better today?"

Zuo Mo subconsciously turned to the left.

There was another bed on his left, and Luo Li was lying on it. Although he was not as exaggerated as his senior brother, his expression was sluggish and his face was pale. It looked like he had been seriously injured.

There was actually more than one brother in distress... Zuo Mo was stunned on the spot.

Luo Li looked a little unnatural when he saw Zuo Mo. Zuo Mo suddenly remembered that he seemed to be the one who injured Luo Li. The mysterious state had disappeared, but Zuo Mo remembered clearly what happened at that time.

If Zuo Mo's face could move, his expression at this time would definitely be very unnatural.

Due to the strange state he was in at the time, he performed at an out-and-out super level. If he recovers from his illness and re-deploys the seventy-two sub-arrays of the Heavenly Ring and Moon Ming Array, he will not be able to succeed even once if he activates the "Moon Ming Collapse Sound" ten times.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" Luo Li avoided Zuo Mo's gaze and asked Wei Sheng. His mentality is much better now than before. Although Wei Sheng was once his sword servant, he is now the senior brother of Wukong Sword Sect.

The higher the strength, the higher the status. This has always been the rule of this sect.

Moreover, no one in the Wukong Sword Sect doubts the strength of Senior Brother Wei Sheng anymore. Luo Li still had some ambition to win when facing Zuo Mo, but when facing Wei Sheng, he was convinced.

"Much better." Wei Sheng's tone did not sound like that of a seriously injured patient. He was optimistic and open-minded: "I think he will be fully recovered in a while."

The injuries of the three of them were quite serious and they were lying on the bed unable to move.

Zuo Mo and Luo Li still felt estranged at first, but now they can be regarded as sharing weal and woe, and their relationship gradually melted. Later, the more they talked, the more they became more and more speculative. Zuo Mo had always disliked Luo Li before, but now that he got to know him, he realized that Luo Li was not as bad as he thought. On the contrary, although sometimes he will involuntarily show some pride in his bones, he is straightforward but not pretentious, and he is a true-hearted person.

There were two fights between the two.

Both times, both sides suffered losses. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as a friendship based on fighting.

Both of them admired each other's strength.

Needless to say, Luo Li was interested in Zuo Mo. Now Zuo Mo has long become one of the most popular figures in Dongfu. In the end, he defeated one against five, and became a legend in Dongfu. With one against five, no one saw it, but everyone could clearly see the terrifying pit in Songtao Pavilion.

Zuo Mo knew how much he weighed, and every time his senior brother talked about it with Luo Li, he felt weak in his heart. In his opinion, Luo Li was much stronger than himself.

Suddenly thinking of this, Zuo Mo couldn't help but curiously asked: "Senior brother, I saw a woman in front of you that day. Who was she?"

Luo Li suddenly felt a little embarrassed and said, "That's my sword spirit."

"It turns out that junior brother is taking the path of transforming spirits." Wei Sheng suddenly realized. Seeing that Zuo Mo seemed puzzled, and remembering that this guy was not doing his job properly, he explained earnestly: "There are many ways to practice swords, all kinds of strange, all-encompassing. Swordsmanship. Lingbian is one of them. It focuses on cultivating the sword and shaping the body into a spirit. But "

He couldn't help but look at Luo Li: "I can't tell, but Senior Brother Luo's emotions are quite delicate." Seeing that Zuo Mo was still puzzled, he smiled and said, "Most people who cultivate the sword spirit have delicate emotions, and they can be said to use their emotions to enter the sword. . At the beginning of the formation of the sword spirit, it needs to be guided by the mind, so that the sword spirit can gradually take shape."

Zuo Mo suddenly realized this, and Luo Li was immediately made blushing.

"Our sect is a sword cultivating sect after all. Junior brother's sword skills must not be wasted." Wei Sheng said to Zuo Mo.

"Uh huh." Zuo Mo replied absentmindedly, suddenly remembering the Kunlun jade slip that passed him by, and couldn't help but ask: "Has the ranking been announced for this sword trial? Who made it to the top ten? ?”

Wei Sheng shook his head: "We are all injured like this, how can we know the situation outside."

Zuo Mo turned to Luo Li, who also shook his head.

Zuo Mo had no choice but to say: "Ask Xiaoguo and the others when they come next time." These three people were being taken care of by Xiaoguo, Li Yingfeng and others, and all the elders of the master's sect were missing.

The three of them didn't know that the issue of ranking in this sword trial had become a big problem.

Zuo Mo's last move interrupted the game. Seeing that Songtao Pavilion had been damaged to a certain extent, Tian Songzi felt distressed and immediately stopped the game. This decision was not opposed by any of the players. After witnessing the horrific collision, they were no longer in the mood to compete.

Many of the cultivators who came out were in a trance because of the excessive stimulation they received. What is even more surprising is that these cultivators have been in a sluggish state for much longer than others imagined, which makes their elders start to worry.

It can be seen from this that the shocking and terrifying collision had a huge impact on them!

But for Tian Songzi, the organizer of this sword trial, he had a lot to worry about. He can slowly repair the damage to Songtao Pavilion, but there is another problem that he must solve immediately, and that is the ranking of this sword trial.

This is an extremely difficult question!

Due to the interruption of the competition, the number of cultivators in Songtao Pavilion was far more than ten. Moreover, these cultivators are basically all average players. Wei Sheng and Gu Rongping were both injured in the end and both fell into coma. Another dazzling player, Zuo Mo, was also seriously injured and fell into coma.

It's hard to rank the top ten.

The reason why Pei Yuanran and his four people have been missing these days is because they were held back by this incident.

Who can imagine that a group of Jindan masters are in a room, like a group of children, noisy and red-faced. Some people slapped the table, some yelled, and some were arrogant. In short, it was very lively.

When Pei Yuanran and his party of four left the Dongfu Palace, despite their amazing cultivation, they all looked tired.

Su was lying on the hospital bed. Even at this time, her face was still covered with a layer of black gauze.

"Are you feeling better today?" Lin Qian asked with concern.

Su nodded and said nothing.

Lin Qian looked quite remorseful. He took out a jade bottle and said softly: "I didn't expect you to be injured this time. It's not my fault. This Qinghua Pill is very good for your body. Take it quickly." .”

Su's body trembled slightly.

Her eyes suddenly stared at the jade bottle in Lin Qian's hand.

She had heard of Qinghuadan's name. It is an extremely expensive and rare elixir, especially suitable for use by female cultivators. It is of great benefit to practice. Using it to treat injuries makes her feel like it is a waste of natural resources.

"Who are you?" Su looked away from the jade bottle and stared at Lin Qian, asking coldly.

She had heard the name of Qinghua Dan, but she also knew how rare it was. Although the Xinhu Sword Sect is the leading sect in the Tianyue Realm, such a high-level elixir as Qinghua Dan is not something they can possess.

She always thought that Lin Qian was a disciple of an elder of the sect, but when he took out the Qinghua Pill, she suddenly realized that Lin Qian could never be a disciple of the sect.

Another question is, where did the sect's token in Lin Qian's hand come from?

What purpose does he have?

Su's eyes were like arrows, Lin Qian chuckled, his expression was as usual, and he just gently placed the Qinghua Pill in front of Su: "In any case, he is not Junior Sister's enemy."

He immediately asked: "I wonder if the matter I asked you last time has any results?"

Seeing Lin Qian's calm face, Su hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "It's not him."

Lin Qian seemed not surprised by this result and nodded: "Thank you, Junior Sister. Junior Sister, please relax and rest in peace. As for the matter of sword refining, I will leave it to you. I will not let Junior Sister down."

After saying that, he left.

Su looked at the figure disappearing outside the door, feeling more and more mysterious about this person.

In a remote valley of the Lingying Sect, two people were talking. They were Chang Heng and the yellow-faced man. The two of them seemed to be intact on the surface, but their faces and spirits were much worse than during the game.

Both of them were not spared and were injured to varying degrees.

"This is what you want." The yellow-faced man handed over a jade slip.

Chang Heng took the jade slip and put it in his arms without looking at it.

The yellow-faced man saw that Chang Heng did not move and was satisfied: "This is half, which is considered as a deposit. After the work is completed, I will give you the remaining half. I will inform you of the specific time."

Chang Heng nodded and said expressionlessly: "Okay."

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