Hongmeng Emperor Zun

Chapter 145 Severing the Sword Immortal
Feng Qing quietly stood aside, studying the sword wall in front of her seriously.

Although Feng Qing hadn't heard of the "Sword of Duankong" engraved on the sword wall, he knew a common sense, that is, all exercises with the word "jing" and "dian" in their names were all profound and profound. The supreme classics!And since the Duankong Sword Sutra dares to be named after the word 'jing', there is no doubt that it is definitely not an ordinary sword formula!

Different from Shuang Ling in the epiphany, the pictures on the sword wall are like a heavenly book to Feng Qing, and he can't figure it out even after racking his brains.

Gently glanced at Shuang Ling who was still in the process of enlightenment, Feng Qing shook her head and sighed: "I just realized it after just a glance, it seems that this Duankong Sword Sutra is really destined for her!"

Epiphany requires both chance and fate, both of which are indispensable!

Undoubtedly, Shuangling possessed these two points, so when she saw the sword wall, she fell into an epiphany.Although Feng Qing has the same opportunity as Shuang Ling, but he lacks the life skill, so he also saw the sword wall, but he did not fall into an epiphany.

Fate is like talent, one cannot envy it, so Feng Qing quickly adjusted her mentality.

Since she couldn't penetrate the sword wall, Feng Qing turned her attention to her surroundings.

Looking up, there are ruins and ruins everywhere, and the jade-covered ground is covered with sword marks and potholes of different depths. The pavilions and pavilions everywhere have suffered damage to varying degrees, and some seem to be cut off by the sword glow. Some seemed to have been crushed vigorously, and others seemed to have been crushed by some kind of huge object.

Although there are ruins everywhere, Feng Qing can imagine that before the war, this place should be a magnificent palace!

Feng Qing really wanted to search the ruins of the palace, but considering Shuang Ling who was in the midst of an epiphany, he had no choice but to hold back.

Feng Qing actually wanted to search the ruins of the palace, but considering Shuang Ling who was in the midst of an epiphany, he had no choice but to resist the urge to hunt for treasure, and sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed and rested his mind.

About ten days later, Shuangling finally withdrew from the epiphany, and just after she withdrew from the epiphany, her spiritual power suddenly increased, and at the same time, her aura became very different from before!

At a glance, Feng Qing knew that Shuangling's cultivation had greatly increased after she got this epiphany, and she had been promoted from the ninth level of martial arts to the tenth level of martial arts, so she stepped forward and said, "Congratulations! Congratulations!"

Shuang Ling smiled slightly: "It's just a fluke!"

Feng Qing asked: "The harvest is not small!"

Shuang Ling nodded happily: "Yes, it is undoubtedly a dream for a cultivator like me to be able to understand such a supreme classic as the 'Duankong Sword Sutra'!"

Feng Qing said with a smile: "Congratulations on understanding the Supreme Classic!"

Shuang Ling asked: "How about you, how is the harvest?"

Feng Qing shook her head and sighed: "The picture on the sword wall is like a heavenly book to me, I can't comprehend it at all!"

Shuang Ling quickly said: "This 'Sword of Duan Kong' is after all a supreme classic with extraordinary power, you should try to comprehend it forcibly, even if you can comprehend one ten thousandth, one ten thousandth, it will be of great benefit of!"

Of course, Feng Qing has also considered compulsive comprehension, but firstly, he does not lack the skills at hand, and secondly, he does not need to bother and laboriously comprehend, as long as he has the merits and virtues, no matter how profound He can also understand the obscure exercises bit by bit, so facing Shuang Ling, he didn't say much, just smiled.

Feng Qing's faint smile made Shuang Ling misunderstand, she thought that the reason why Feng Qing gave up forcibly comprehending the "Duan Kong Sword Sutra" on the sword wall was to protect herself who was in the state of epiphany, so she felt a sudden Nuan said softly, "Thank you!"

Feng Qing was stunned for a moment: "Huh? Thank you for what?"

Shuang Ling looked at Feng Qing and said, "Thank you for supporting me all the time!"

Feng Qing waved her hand: "Reciprocity is a matter of courtesy, didn't you protect me before!"

Only now did Shuangling have the time to look around, and after looking around for a while, she said: "It seems that there really was a big battle here!"

Feng Qing nodded: "Yeah, I don't know who offended the sect who opened up this secret realm, and it was the disaster of exterminating the sect!"

Shuangling said: "Go, let's take a look around!"

Among the ruins of the surrounding palaces, only one main hall looked relatively complete, so Feng Qing and Shuang Ling went straight there.After stepping into the hall, they found a person sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall. Feng Qing and Shuang Ling were both startled, and each put on a fighting posture.

After confronting each other for a while, Feng Qing wondered, "Hey, why is there no movement!"

Shuang Ling pondered for a while, and said: "Your injuries are not healed, so stay here, I'll go over and have a look!"

Feng Qing instructed: "Be careful!"

Shuang Ling nodded, and then walked towards the person in the center of the hall step by step.

When he came to the front, Shuang Ling gently probed the man's breath, seeing that the man had no breath, so he said to Feng Qing: "It seems to be a dead man!"

Feng Qing also walked over, looked up and down, and found that the person sitting cross-legged on the ground not only had a rosy complexion, but his limbs were not shriveled and withered, he did not look like a dead person at all, so he frowned and said: "It doesn't look like he It's dead!"

Shuang Ling said: "Perhaps the true spirit was scattered by the shock!"

At this moment, the person sitting on the ground suddenly raised his hand and pinched the formula.

Seeing this, Feng Qing and Shuang Ling quickly backed away, and in the blink of an eye, they retreated to the entrance of the main hall, staring vigilantly at the person who was making the formula.

After a while, the man clasped his hands together, and a huge human-shaped projection shot out from between his eyebrows, and was reflected in the air in front of him.This huge humanoid projection is himself. In the projection, he stares at Fengqing and Frostling at the entrance of the main hall, and asks in a deep voice: "I am the No. 11 master of Duankong Mountain, Duanjian Immortal. Would you like to pay homage to me?" As a teacher, I accept Duankong Mountain's orthodoxy?"

Feng Qing and Shuang Ling shouted in surprise in unison: "Apprentice teacher!?"

The person in the projection asked, "Will or not?"

Shuang Ling turned to Feng Qing and asked, "What do you think?"

Feng Qing replied: "It sounds good to have a sword fairy as a teacher!"

Shuang Ling also nodded: "En!"

After Fengqing and Shuangling reached a consensus, they both stepped forward and bowed to the projection of the Sword Immortal, and said, "Young Fengqing, junior Shuangling, I would like to worship senior as my teacher!"

The projection of Duan Jue Jian Xian said "OK" twice, and then said: "Feng Qing, from now on, you are my disciple of Duan Jue Jian Xian and the No. 12 head of Duan Kong Mountain, come forward to accept I will pass it on!"

(End of this chapter)