I rely on residual blood to repair my longevity

Chapter 247 Mrs. Li

The next moment, Chang Sheng, who was thinking of something, almost couldn't help reaching out to touch his face.That's right, she is not using her own face now, even if it is her own face, how could Ling Guang recognize her since she was born and was taken away by Shang Huanzong people?
She only knew Ling Guang's appearance from the portrait that her mother regarded as a treasure.Especially the three red moles on his forehead, almost his trademark.

At this time, there was a lot of people around, but there was a moment of sadness in Chang Sheng's heart.That's right, even her own brother doesn't know her anymore.In this world, she seems to be alone from beginning to end...

The sadness in her body became more and more pervasive, people around only felt that she had just comprehended the way of the sword of grief and hadn't fully mastered it yet, so they didn't feel anything.Even Ling Guang just felt that this sense of sadness was too strong. He didn't like this kind of emotional person very much, but he couldn't be called disgusted. Anyway, this female cultivator entered the Tao with sadness. , can be regarded as another way.

Yes, even though they were so close at this moment, Ling Guang still failed to recognize Chang Sheng.One is that he has always thought that Changsheng is dead, and the other is that even if a high-level monk can sense his blood relatives, are he and Changsheng really blood relatives?

Therefore, even though the distance was only a few feet away, he still didn't find Changsheng.Even the three red moles on his forehead were silent and motionless.

Only for Changsheng, the scar on the left face has been in severe pain.It's just that with so many people watching at this time, it's really hard for her to keep silent, so she can only smile slightly, looking very apologetic.

"I'm really sorry, I already have a master, so it's not easy to switch to someone else's sect."

Hearing what Chang Sheng said, the first-rank sect monks who invited him were not surprised.After all, the possibility of self-taught talents like a female cultivator is too low, let alone a casual cultivator.

Which casual cultivator in this world can have so many spirit stones for his own cultivation?Naturally it is impossible.It's just that I don't know which sect family has such a background, and it has cultivated such talents, but it can't help but keep silent.

Ling Guang just asked a question on a whim. He himself is the top genius, and it is already the limit to be able to ask a question, and it is impossible to say something condescending.Nodding his head, he took the dejected Gu Sheng with him and floated away.The slender female cultivator with a big knife behind her back looked at Chang Sheng very reluctantly. The painful expression made Chang Sheng wonder if he owed her a large amount of spirit stones.

"This fellow Taoist, do you really have a teacher?"

Changsheng is not very good at lying, so he is a little hesitant at the moment.

"I do have a master here."

Although Senior Mayfly refuses to admit it, in his heart, Senior Mayfly is already his master, and only when Senior Mayfly can get out of the disaster more than 70 years ago, he can call him Master in a dignified manner.

It's just that in the female cultivator's ears, she only has a master but didn't mention the teacher's school. This is simply admitting that she has no teacher in disguise!

"I don't know what fellow daoists know about Wudao Peak?"

"This... I have been wandering around the small world all the year round, and I don't have a deep understanding of the world of cultivating immortals, but I also know that Wudao Peak is very good at cultivating swords. I have heard of you for a long time."

However, what the female cultivator wanted was not Changsheng to compliment them on Wudao Peak, she looked at Changsheng impatiently, and then asked in a low voice.

"We are both sword-wielding people, so we don't have to lie to each other. I want to ask Fellow Daoist, are you good at both swords and swords, or even better at using swords?"

Chang Sheng paused, and could only speak as calmly as possible.

"I just know how to use it a little bit, not particularly skilled."

However, the other party only focused on knowing how to use these two words.I was so excited that I didn't know what to say.

"You may not know that there is a saying in the world of cultivating immortals that there is no cultivation without a sword. I really want to slap the person who said this to death! Our sword cultivators didn't offend anyone, but we got a "rude" evaluation .I just want to say, how can a sword repair be rude? Our sword skills can be opened and closed, or can be tactful. After all, swords and swords have the same origin, and I don’t know what is comparable to it!”

Changsheng agrees with this statement.In her opinion, there is no distinction between high and low in essence, knives, knives, swords and halberds, it's just that the people who use them have graded them.

After thinking about it, Chang Sheng smiled at the female cultivator.As Ling Guang moved away, the scar on Chang Sheng's face gradually became less painful.The smile at this moment is also from the heart.

"What Fellow Daoist said is very true."

"Really? I thought you'd agree."

The female cultivator of Wudao Peak was very happy that Changsheng would think so, and immediately wanted to drag Changsheng to find a secluded place to talk, but was stopped by the young male cultivator who had been chasing her before.

The young male cultivator looked dissatisfied at the Wudaofeng female cultivator who was thrusting horizontally. He had always had a clear mind, but even though he was dissatisfied at the moment, his eyes still looked very clean.

"Senior Sister Wushuang, why are you unreasonable? I was the one who discovered this fellow Taoist first."

Wushuang turned her head to look at the young monk, with a knife-like smile on her heroic face.

"Oh, it's the young lady. What? What do you want to say? As for the question of who sees first and who sees later, isn't it biased? A monk like this fellow Taoist, we all want to form a good relationship, There is no need to say more about that.”

That young male cultivator, that is, the Supreme Sword Master Li Taishang, who is a genius in the sky but always loses himself, is a sword idiot, and he doesn't understand what is affection in face.Seeing that Wushuang couldn't speak at this moment, he opened his mouth without feeling entangled, and went straight up to talk to Changsheng.

"Fellow Daoist, you can now believe that I didn't have any malicious intentions just now, right? I'm a good person, I just said something careless just now, I'm sorry. Can you forgive me?"

"what?"

Although he just felt that Mrs. Li's behavior was a little weird, but Chang Sheng didn't feel that the relationship between the two of them was good enough to talk about forgiveness.

Moreover, is this sentence a bit abrupt?I always feel that this fellow Taoist speaks strangely.

Seeing Mrs. Li being crazy again, Wushuang sighed. She didn't want to have conflicts with this genius who was valued by the supreme sword sect, but although Changsheng just threw out a saber aura, Wushuang was amazed by the saber aura .These young cultivators prefer to practice swords these years, they have less and less disciples in a first-rank sect as big as Daofeng Peak, how can she let go of it?

But Wushuang is at least more sophisticated than the sword-crazed Mrs. Li. Seeing Changsheng uncontrollably looking at the fellow Taoists at Qishuimen, he rolled his eyes and spoke immediately.

"These fellow daoists were seriously injured just now. I happen to have a bottle of fifth-grade elixir here, which is quite effective for external injuries and internal troubles. If you do not dislike it, please use it."

(End of this chapter)