Misty Rain of the Old Times

Chapter 252 The main course is here
"Young Master Yang, be careful!" A scream rang out, the tone extremely anxious.

Before his death, Duan Nie rushed towards Jueruo and kicked his sword towards Chen Xuan. The whistling sound made by the sword was not as fast as the sword.

The methods of an innate master are not ordinary. Even a random move is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Everyone's attention was focused on Duan Nie. Even those with sharp eyes could only watch helplessly as the long sword flew towards Chen Xuan, unable to do anything and having no time to stop it.

When Duan Nie kicked the knife towards Chen Xuan, the woman from Yuhua Country who was one of the people guarding Ning Zuiyue's body saw it and issued a warning almost at the same time, but she was too late to stop him. When she finished speaking, the knife was less than ten feet away from Chen Xuan. At this distance, with the speed of the knife, it would fly over and pierce Chen Xuan from head to toe in the blink of an eye. The terrible force might even carry him for some distance.

At this moment, Chen Xuan was still practicing the Qi-calming and health-preserving exercises. He was originally moving to another location. He landed on one foot and stretched out his hands as if stretching.

Of course he saw the knife flying towards him clearly. In that split second, he was even able to pay attention to the reaction of the person who reminded him. The other person looked anxious and took a step forward to help him, but his movements were too slow.

If he had waited for her to come and help resist, Chen Xuan would have been chilled to death.

"With my current stance, should I trip and fall to my left foot, pretending it was a coincidence and dodging the knife, or should I just give up the pretense and just slap him away?"

In the blink of an eye, Chen Xuan had time to come up with such a thought.

In the eyes of others, Chen Xuan was already scared silly at this time.

Then Chen Xuan knew that he didn't need to do anything and just maintain the status quo, because he had already seen a silver cold front flying rapidly from the side.

It was the seriously injured Ling Yun who took action. Almost at the moment when Duan Nie kicked the long sword away, he noticed the intention with his eyes open and then threw out the spear.

From two directions, a long sword and a long spear flew towards Chen Xuan almost at the same time. In two breaths, the two weapons met less than a meter in front of him. There was a crisp sound, and the long spear thrown by Ling Yun nailed the side of the sword. Chen Xuan clearly saw sparks flying. Then the long sword was deflected and flew past him in a spin. In the blink of an eye, it flew more than ten feet and sank into the sand. Ling Yun's long spear slowed down slightly and turned into a parabola and stuck in the ground a few feet away, with half of the gun body exposed.

Ling Yun had tried his best. Severely injured, he did not use any forced energy, but only used throwing techniques. The power of his spear could not compare to the force of Duan Nie's kick.

After throwing the spear, he could no longer stand and fell to the ground. At the same time, he looked in the direction of Duan Nie, with a look of relief and satisfaction in his eyes.

Because at almost the same time, Duan Nie went to Jueruo and attacked him, and then was hit by a palm and his head shattered to the ground.

'This person is very trustworthy. Although he didn't say it explicitly, he still protected me.' Thinking so in his heart, Chen Xuan realized belatedly that he was 'scared'.

The most skilled woman from Yuhua Country, who was guarding Ning Zuiyue's body, quickly came over to him and asked with concern, "Young Master Yang, are you okay? I just told you to stay close to us, preferably behind us. Why are you running around when you don't have anything to do?"

Probably because of Chen Xuan, he helped find the real murderer of Duan Nie. His concern was genuine and he was a grateful person.

"I... I'm fine, nothing's wrong, thank you for your concern, young lady," Chen Xuan said in shock, patting his chest as if he was almost scared to death.

It was already late, the sun had already jumped out of the horizon, and he had practiced the calming and health-preserving exercises several times, so he decided to end his practice for today.

The blue-dressed woman who came over looked to be in her twenties, heroic and capable. Seeing this, she was relieved and said with a smile: "You, be careful when you go out. You can tell at a glance that you have no experience in the martial arts world. And don't call me girl. I'm thirty-one years old, married a long time ago, and my child is ten years old. I'm already an old woman."

You’re not an older woman. You look to be in your twenties. Your child is almost as old as me?
"I'm sorry, lady, I'm being rude," Chen Xuan said quickly.

Seeing that Chen Xuan was fine, the other party shook his head and said, "It's okay. I'm quite happy that you said I'm young. I should be more careful in the future. This time, it was Master Ling who helped me. You won't be so lucky next time."

"Okay, I've got that. By the way, let's go see Master Ling. He looks pretty seriously injured," Chen Xuan nodded. After calming down, he looked towards Ling Yun and walked towards him.

The other party also reacted, and immediately went over there with an anxious look on his face and said, "By the way, Master Ling..."

The whole process happened very quickly. Even though Ling Yun looked extremely seriously injured at the moment, in fact, he only had damaged internal organs and a few broken ribs. The injury was serious, but not fatal. With his cultivation in the innate realm, he would be able to recover as full of energy as before in less than half a month.

As he walked over, Chen Xuan saw Ling Yun's spear and helped him pull it out and took it over. The spear was quite heavy, made entirely of metal. No one knew what kind of alloy was used, but it must have weighed at least 150 kilograms. It was just covered with tiny scratches, which did not affect its integrity and usability.

This is definitely a good weapon. It is still far from a magic weapon, but it is probably more than ten times more valuable than the bow that Chen Xuan ordered from Wu Sanniang. After all, it is the sidearm of a congenital master.

"I can also refine weapons. I'll get a spear to play with in the future. I can charge into battle with it with all my might. Although I don't have any practical experience, from the information Lao Liu gave me about refining weapons, this spear is really not that good. It's probably similar to the Xiaoyao Pills I made in alchemy."

Thinking about this, when Chen Xuan and the others walked over, Ling Yun, who should have fallen to the ground, had already been caught by someone. The one who caught him was Taoist Xuanqing from the Taixuan Sect. He was in his forties or fifties, dressed in a green robe and had a foot-long green beard. He did not give people the feeling of being an immortal, but rather a pure swordsman, with a sharp edge that was not revealed.

He helped Ling Yun to the ground, raised his hands and used special techniques to quickly adjust his bones, but did not directly use his internal energy to heal him.

When Chen Xuan and the others arrived, Taoist Xuanqing had already finished straightening Ling Yun's bones. He took out a porcelain bottle and fed him a pill, saying, "Hero Ling, your injuries are not serious. I've already reconnected your broken bones. With your cultivation level and this Taixuan Sect's Xiaoqing Pill, as long as you don't force yourself to fight, I think you'll be back to normal in ten days."

"Thank you, Taoist Xuanqing. Thank you for your hard work. I am very grateful," Ling Yun said sincerely with a pale face.

Taoist Xuanqing stood up and said, "It's not necessary. It's just a small favor. As long as Mr. Ling is fine, I will pass on."

There was no way he could see him off in this state, so Ling Yun had to watch him leave, but he kept this help in his heart.

"Hero Ling, are you okay?" The woman who went with Chen Xuan asked with concern.

Ling Yun smiled and said, "I'm fine." He glanced at the direction of Ning Zuiyue's body, then at Duan Nie's mutilated corpse, and said in a low mood, "Miss Ning's revenge has been avenged. I hope she can rest in peace in the afterlife."

Although he and Ning Zuiyue had nothing to do with each other, they were from the same country after all. It was a bit sad that a girl who was fine yesterday died just like that.

The woman said with a complicated expression: "To be honest, Master Ling, Sister Zuiyue had already closed her eyes when we came here. We will send her back home later."

"Hmm," Ling Yun sighed softly.

Standing at the side, Chen Xuan placed Ling Yun's spear where he could reach it, and then said sincerely: "Master Ling, thank you for your help just now."

Ling Yun turned around and said, "Brother Yang, you don't have to do this. It's my duty. In fact, you are the one who should be thanked more. Otherwise, with so many people, it would be difficult to find the real culprit in a short time. In that case, not only would Miss Ning die in vain, but Duan Nie would also have to laugh at the joke from the sidelines."

He paused and continued, "Brother Yang, don't worry. My promise is valid. I owe you a favor. If you have any problems in the future, just tell me. I will do my best and provide you with the best skills. If you need any guidance in martial arts, I will never hide anything from you."

"No, no, I just talked and did nothing else. I don't deserve it. Hero Ling, you should just focus on recovering from your injuries," Chen Xuan waved his hand.

He really didn't need it, but he had to admit that Ling Yun was a really down-to-earth person.

"No matter what Brother Yang thinks, I, Ling, will do what I say," Ling Yun said seriously. He has his own persistence.

Chen Xuan felt emotional, maybe this is the charm of the martial arts world, beautiful women and fine wine, bloody storms, arrogant and domineering villains, and righteous heroes who will sacrifice themselves if they encounter an injustice. No wonder so many people plunge into the martial arts world, it is really exciting.

I don’t know how many people around are jealous of this scene. You don’t need Ling Daxia’s promise and favor, but we do, and we wish we could replace him.

Without getting too hung up on him, Chen Xuan thought for a moment and pulled out a small bamboo tube from his bosom, which contained a few pills. He handed it to Ling Yun and said, "Hero Ling, you are seriously injured. I have some healing pills here as a token of my appreciation. Please don't despise me."

"How dare I? Brother Yang is so sincere that I am ashamed to accept it." Not only did he not despise it, he also accepted it seriously. In fact, he did not take it seriously in his heart.

The healing medicine in the bamboo tube was made by Chen Xuan himself. It was another product that came out a few months after Xiaoyao Pills. He didn't sell it because he had enough money at the moment. Anyway, the effect was quite good in animal experiments. He brought it here before he had time to test it on humans, but it is definitely harmless.

Seeing him accept it, Chen Xuan was speechless as he was watched by the red eyes around him, so he stood up and said, "Hero Ling, please take care of yourself. I won't bother you anymore."

"Well, I hope Brother Yang will remember what I said." Ling Yun did not try to keep him, but said this seriously while looking at Chen Xuan's back.

Chen Xuan turned around, smiled, and left. It was already dawn, so he planned to make some breakfast to fill his stomach.

When he returned to where he had rested the previous night, someone shouted, "Look over there! The people from the Hanshan Sword Sect are coming. I wonder if Sect Leader Guo Jinglong is among them."

Then who cared about Chen Xuan? Even the dead Duan Nie was ignored. Everyone's attention was attracted by the arrival of the Hanshan Sword Sect.

Chen Xuan lit a charcoal fire and thought to himself, what's the big deal? After finishing the appetizers, the main course will be served next, right?

His hands kept moving as he looked in the direction of the Hanshan Sword Sect's arrival. There was an aura of the Xiantian realm among them, but he couldn't guarantee it was Guo Jinglong, one of the main masters...

(End of this chapter)