Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 224 In That Year, Wen Qing Was Not Wen Qing
The smear of blood on the spearhead has not changed in the slightest even after 200 years.

After the blade of Tianling was corroded by the blood containing extremely destructive divine power, although the power was correspondingly blessed, the traces left by it could almost never fade.

Compared with the miserable environment, the world of Siji can be said to be shallow water, and the temple little monster is strong, so he will not have any scruples when he starts to fight.

Even if someone brought the matter to the Three Sects in a difficult situation, with the contempt chain of the Three Sects, it was just another episode: Who dares to sue this official?
This is the rivers and lakes.

As Lin Chongyang stood up and pulled up the Tianling, the white clouds and smoke surrounding him dissipated, and the temperature that had risen due to his breath adjustment gradually dropped, and the overflowing qi was also withdrawn at the same time.

In this dark and silent environment, any sound will become very clear. Although Baiyunyan was soundproof before, it is different now.

"Swords aren't practiced that way."

Looking at the young man practicing sword not far away, Lin Chongyang reminded him:
"It's not good to practice, but you want to practice the sword state. If you go out to walk in the rivers and lakes in the future, you will die very quickly."

Although there were some accidents in the middle, the sword clan of this line of the Tower of Mercy Light still only left one person, Chu Wushang.

Looking at the other party's resume, after the state of mind is broken, he is in a state of insufficiency and a sharp decline all the way.

Fortunately, he was lucky in the end. Although his arm was severed, he also successfully retired, but that's all.

It is embarrassing for a generation of immortal swordsmen to end up like this.

"Who!"

I don't know if it's because of the environment, or the influence of the sword realm, or both, but the boy's character, at best, is called Shuibobuxing, at worst, he is lifeless.
However, Lin Chongyang's sudden appearance inevitably aroused the vigilance of the young man. He stared at the depths of Lu Sheng's dark place, his expression became a little more guarded, and he clenched the sword in his hand a little bit.

Even if the sword is already rusty, it is estimated that it will be completely damaged in a short time and can no longer be used.

"Ever since you came here, your family has been enjoying the benefits I brought and guarding my existence. Who do you say I am?"

Lin Chongyang's tone was indifferent, and his steps were very light, step by step towards the courtyard.

His words also deepened the young man's vigilance. Although due to the environment and encounters, Wu Wushang's personality is quite stable, but the fear of the unknown comes from the instinct of the human body.

"Whoo~"

The boy stared at the place where the sound came from, calmed himself by adjusting his breathing, and looked for opportunities to make a phone call.

Chance to kill.

At this moment, he did not have the joy of breaking away from loneliness, because he was already waiting for the end of his life.

For their family, the meaning of living in this world, besides the sword, is to wait for death. If they can die wonderfully enough, they will not be in vain to come to this world.

"Want to kill me?"

Lin Chongyang was not surprised by the boy's behavior. Living alone in this kind of place, it is normal for a person to have some mental problems, such as autism.

This is not a problem, as long as you don't go to Wenqing, as far as personal habits are concerned, he prefers to be straightforward.

"Give you a chance."

Just when Lin Chongyang stepped forward with one foot and stepped into the light under the courtyard, the boy moved.

"drink!"

Before it can make a move, the sword at the end will be the first to start, and it will seize the person's will to live first.

Then, when the person moved, so did the sword.

bang-

Just when the sword was three inches in front of Lin Chongyang, it snapped off and turned into flying ash.

Lin Chongyang absorbed all the aura of doom in his body, then gathered his sword intent to reverse its nature, and punched Chu Wushen's body with his backhand.

A meaningless confrontation between the flashes and the flashes came to an end.

With the end of the confrontation, Lin Chongyang stepped into the courtyard, and Chu Wushang also saw clearly the things, or people, that his clan was protecting.

"Originally I planned to leave here first, but now, I have changed my mind." He said to the boy.

This is a good seed. Since there is a cause and effect between the two parties, he doesn't mind staying for a while longer.

Although he didn't need the protection of more than two hundred years, he accepted this love.

However, the young man at this moment could no longer hear his words, the Qi of Doom was reversed and condensed into sword intent. After entering Chu Wushang's body, he only had time to see Lin Chongyang's face clearly, and he directly entered the state of enlightenment.

The young man stood there in a daze, and the systematic sword skills were demonstrated one by one in his consciousness, from simple to complex.

Sword Intent is also helping him sort out the messy inner Qi, guiding him how to use Sword Intent correctly, and at the same time solving the hidden dangers in his body.

After confirming that the boy was safe, Lin Chongyang swiped the heavenly order in his hand, and a crack appeared on the ground, gathering the dead bones all over the ground.

When the cracks were closed, a stone tablet was erected on the spot, and one name after another was engraved on it.

For Lin Chongyang, this kind of thing is just a matter of lifting a finger.

Taking advantage of Chu Wushang's epiphany, since he decided to stay for a while longer, he simply began to secretly reform Du Sheng.

.........

When Chu Wushang woke up from an epiphany, looking at the drastically changed environment, he fell into confusion.

The first thing that catches the eye is a dark river drawn from the depths of the sacrificial land. The water is silent and endless, flowing in this world without rush or slowness.

The dry bones all over the ground also disappeared, and a stone tablet stood not far from him, and he even saw the names of his parents on it.

Du Sheng is secretly now, it has nothing to do with the darkness, clusters of red-golden flames glow on the stone lamps on the cave wall, and he even sees the stone bed and stone table through the light of the fire.

If the courtyard was not still there, he would have thought that he had been taken to another place.

Just when Chu Wushang was wondering about Lin Chongyang's whereabouts, a crack suddenly appeared in the space around him, and the young man who walked out of it said:
"woke up?"

Taking advantage of this time, he took a look outside and bought some things by the way.

No matter where it is, gold and silver are common currencies, and the consumption level of the Tower of Mercy Light is far inferior to that of Misery.

"Thank you, I'm sorry." The young man said very little, but he clearly distinguished the priorities.

He knew everything that happened to him very well. Although their lineage was exterminated, he had read a lot of the classics left by the clan while waiting to die.

"Let's eat something first. I'm afraid you won't get used to it. I just bought some lighter food."

.........

That year, Chu Wushang, who had not yet become an autistic Wenqing, ushered in a turning point in his life.

Although Lin Chongyang no longer accepts apprentices, this does not prevent him from pointing out his favorite juniors. It is normal to pass a few tricks when he is in a good mood.

As time goes by, the relationship between the two is also changing.

In Chu Wushang's cognition, Lin Chongyang played a very special role, allowing him to gradually walk out of loneliness.

(End of this chapter)