Talented martial arts system

Ling Jing didn't know why he cared so much about Ning Zhongze's words. It stands to reason that he just occupied this body. The memories of the past are just some fragments in his mind, but they are not enough to affect his mood, but Why do I always have scruples about Ning Zhongze?

Ling Jing sat silently in the teahouse alone, frowning slightly. After a while, seeing that the Hengshan faction hadn't come out, he stopped thinking about it and let the system call out his current character Attribute map. *-www--su--meng---om-*

"Character's surname: root bone: 406, body technique: 470, internal strength: 2842, enlightenment surname: 148"

"The attribute of internal force has only increased by a hundred or so points." Ling Jing pondered for a moment, before he inhaled the internal force of Yue Buqun and Deng Bagong into his body, at least six or seven hundred points, but after the second step of "merging After that, there are only more than 100 points left.

"It seems that this "Star-absorbing Dafa" is really incomplete. Compared with the "Beiming Divine Art", the gap is too obvious." As far as he knows, the "Beiming Divine Art" can almost absorb the opponent's internal force completely. It is for personal use, and once the Beiming True Qi is cultivated, it is absolutely necessary to activate it by oneself, as the True Qi itself has an extremely strong suction force. [

"Unfortunately, we have to wait until the fourth floor of the talent tree is opened before we can practice the "Northern Underworld Divine Art"." Since he has practiced the incomplete "Star-absorbing Dafa", he must practice "Northern Underworld Divine Art" in the future to make up for the star-absorbing skills. If it is not the flaw of Dafa itself, no matter how advanced Ling Jing's skill is, it will be difficult to escape the backlash of the "star-absorbing Dafa".

Ling Jing sat in the teahouse for a while longer, and the cup of tea was slowly bottomed out. Only then did he see a group of Hengshan School disciples walking out from the corner of the street.

Yihe, Yiqing and others all had angry faces and walked very fast, as if they didn't want to stay here any longer.

A pensive expression appeared on Ling Jing's face, then he smiled slightly and said in his heart: "It seems that Yue Buqun really rejected them."

In fact, he could guess why Yue Buqun rejected these Hengshan School disciples. It must be because the "Evil Resisting Sword Manual" is now in Lin Ping's hands, so he is naturally anxious to seize the sword manual. There is a moral disadvantage, presumably with his ability, there is a reason to get rid of it.

Ling Jing left the tea money on the table, and with a slight jerk, fell into the street.

"Senior Sister Yihe, how is it? Has Master Yue agreed to help?" Ling Jing asked in front of Yihe and the others.

Yihe's face was filled with anger, and he blurted out: "Master Yue has a lot of things to do, so he has time to spare. Naturally, our Hengshan faction is not good enough to bother Master Yue anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the disciples of the Hengshan Sect behind him also snorted, obviously very dissatisfied with Yue Buqun's actions this time, the well-known "Gentleman's Sword" in the Jianghu, now it seems that it is just a mere tool It's just a false name.

Ling Jing smiled slightly, and said: "Since Sect Master Yue is not free, let's hurry up. The Demon Cult has set up a trick this time, and Master Xian and Master Dingyi will not be able to delay it for long."

He didn't directly say that it was the Songshan sect who did it secretly, and even if he said it, the disciples of the Hengshan sect would not believe it, so he simply skipped this point.

Yihe and the others tightened their faces slightly, and said: "It's all up to the young man's orders."

"It's not too late, let's go out of the city from the south gate first." Ling Jing was also afraid that the two masters of the Hengshan faction would lose to the Songshan faction, and he would lose at that time, so he gave orders immediately and brought a group of Yingyingyan Yan's Hengshan disciples went all the way to the south of the city.

Passers-by on the road saw such a strange combination, and they all showed extremely surprised eyes. It was really unprecedented for a young man to be mixed with a group of nuns, and the voice of discussion never stopped along the way.

Ling Jing has long been accustomed to the criticism of others, but he doesn't care about it, but some female disciples of the Hengshan School who are less experienced can't help but feel dizzy on their faces, looking very coy.

After finally getting out of the south of the city, the disciples of the Hengshan Sect breathed a sigh of relief. Ling Jing seemed to feel it, and continued to walk south with a group of people. After walking for a while, seeing that everyone was exhausted, Ling Jing slowed down. Suddenly, he said: "Sister Yihe, it looks like we need to get some horses."

There is still a long distance between Longquan and Fuzhou City. If a group of people just walk, they may rush over, and it will be too late.

Yihe nodded, then blushed and said, "Young man, but our money is not enough to buy so many horses."

The Hengshan School sent a total of more than forty disciples on this trip. Except for the unfortunate death of Master Dingjing, the rest were basically only slightly injured, and there was no damage. [

With so many people, at least thirty or forty horses would have to be acquired, but the Hengshan faction has always been poor, so where can they get so much money to buy horses.

Ling Jing smiled and said, "Who said we have to buy it?"

Yihe and the others looked at each other, and felt that what the young man said seemed to be inappropriate, but they didn't dare to ask more questions, and immediately followed the young man all the way south.

After traveling for more than ten miles, a large grassland appeared in front of my eyes. On the grassland, a group of horses were swaying slowly, grazing, and dozens of officers and soldiers in armor were watching over the grassland.

Ling Jing immediately stood still, looked at the group of horses, and said with a smile: "The horses are coming."

Yihe stepped forward hesitantly and said: "Young man, I'm afraid these are official horses, if we take these horses away, wouldn't we offend the government and cause trouble for the upper body?"

Ling Jing said with a smile: "Sister Yihe, have you ever heard a saying, "take from the people and use it for the people", we can't afford to delay now, it is the time when the government is in need of help."

After saying that, he laughed, and his figure flew straight out. Within a few steps, he had already turned into an afterimage on the grass.

Those officers and soldiers suddenly saw a group of nuns approaching, and they didn't take it seriously at first, but suddenly they saw a vague human figure approaching like a ghost, and they were shocked in their hearts.

These officers and soldiers are just men who are slightly stronger than ordinary people. It's okay to domineering over the common people on weekdays, but they can't compare with these martial arts masters.

A group of officers and soldiers were about to draw out their weapons to be on guard, but Ling Jing had already flickered repeatedly, and in just a moment, dozens of officers and soldiers were knocked down to the ground.

After knocking down these officers and soldiers, Ling Jing's figure was like the wind, and quickly drove the horses on the grass to a place. After standing still, he shouted to the Hengshan faction: "Come on, horses, let's hurry."

A group of people from Hengshan faction looked at each other in blank dismay. Originally, Buddhist precepts were abstaining from stealing and stealing. Logically speaking, they should not touch these official horses.But now the two elders in the door are still trapped in the "Sword Forging Valley", and everyone can't care about it so much, they rushed forward immediately, one of them took a horse, and galloped towards Longquan with Ling Jing .

All the disciples snatched the horse, laughing and chattering, very excited.

Everyone was greedy for novelty, so they all jumped on the official horses, galloped for a while, and at noon, they came to a town to fight for the top.The townspeople were not surprised to see a group of female nuns with a large number of horses, but a man was among them.

Because there were always people pointing and pointing, everyone except Ling Jing felt a little uncomfortable, so they ate very fast, and after eating, they hurriedly got on their horses and continued on their way.

In the evening, when everyone was resting under the shade of a tree, disciples of the Hengshan School lit a fire and began to cook tea and rice.

Ling Jing sat far away, leaning against a big tree with his eyes closed and resting his mind. He wanted to ask the system how to enter the so-called "training ground".

At this moment, he heard the sound of horseshoes on the road to the north, and a figure was riding a horse, galloping towards him.

Almost all the disciples of the Hengshan sect had already become startled birds, and immediately stood up one after another, drawing their swords suddenly.

At this moment, Ling Jing stood up and said, "Don't be nervous, we know someone." He stared at the figure on the horse, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Call!" [

Immediately the figure stopped a few feet in front of the group of people, but it was a woman with a slim figure and a pretty face.

"It's the daughter of Sect Master Yue."

"How did she come here?"

A group of disciples of the Hengshan School whispered among themselves, but seeing that it was Yue Lingshan who had arrived, they put away their weapons one after another.

"Senior Sister, why are you here?" Ling Jing walked up to Yue Lingshan's horse and said with a smile.

Yue Lingshan's face was a little pale, and she got off her horse. A female disciple of Hengshan Sect came up and led the horse. When she got to the side, Yue Lingshan whispered: "Ling Jing, I have something to tell you."

Seeing that her expression was different, Ling Jing immediately nodded and said, "Well, you come with me."

The two stepped into the forest, tens of feet away from the disciples of the Hengshan School, Yue Lingshan suddenly hugged Ling Jing, and cried out with a "wow", "Ling Jing, Junior Brother Shu Qi was killed."

Ling Jing's expression changed, he patted Yue Lingshan's back lightly, comforted him for a moment, and then said, "When was Shu Qi killed?"

Shu Qi was a little younger than him in the Huashan School, but he was not included in the list of true disciples. If you count by seniority, he is actually the youngest junior in the Huashan School.

Moreover, Shu Qi had a kind surname and was loved by everyone in the sect. Now that he died tragically, it was no wonder that Yue Lingshan was so sad.

Yue Lingshan wiped away her tears, and said: "We found the body of Junior Brother Shu Qi in the bodyguard at night, and his face has been stabbed to death, if it weren't for that." Speaking of this, it seemed that he remembered the tragic state of Shu Qi's body, and his face turned pale. He became even paler, and after a long pause, he said: "If it wasn't for the clothes on his body to be recognized, we would not know that it was Junior Brother Shu Qi who was murdered."

Ling Jing held her in his arms, but felt that her body was still trembling, and said distressedly: "Don't worry, there is a mistress protecting you in the escort agency, nothing will happen."

Yue Lingshan shook her head and said: "You don't know, not only Junior Brother Shu Qi was killed, but even Junior Brother Lin was stabbed and seriously injured, and the "Evil Resisting Sword Manual" was also taken away." (To be continued.)