5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 19 Unsealed memory, Jiang Ling's life experience!

The moment the palm was pressed on the old man's back, a strong force was poured into his body.

The old man's face changed wildly, and he subconsciously slapped it out.

"boom."

There was a thunder on the ground, and the violent force raged. This palm directly knocked the opponent flying upside down, and fell heavily to the ground.

"How, how is it possible."

The bald man got up with his hands on the ground, his face was ugly, and he spit out blood when he opened his mouth.

He was about to break through to the late Xiantian stage, but he was injured by the palm of an old man at the early Xiantian stage.

Impossible, the old man was obviously seriously injured, why did his strength suddenly soar?The bald man's complexion changed, and he stared solemnly at the white-haired old man.

Mo Qianshan, Mo Dahai and his son were also stunned.

"Uncle Fang." Mo Youlan quickly supported him.

Others didn't know what happened, but Fang Xun himself was as clear as a mirror. He looked back in surprise and found a person who looked like a student standing behind him.

Jiang Ling smiled at him, shook his head lightly to signal him to keep quiet.

Fang Xun understood, he was both surprised and happy.

This young man is definitely a master of masters. If you lend him strength, he can reverse the decline, and even wound a bald man in the middle of his life with a single palm!
He originally thought that Jiang Ling was just an ordinary person, but he was mistaken.

Jiang Ling didn't know that Fang Xun had so many thoughts in his mind, the reason why he acted was not to help Mo Youlan, but to save Fang Xun.

Speaking of which, Fang Xun's child was handed over to Mo Youlan's grandmother in Jiangling to raise him.

At that time, Jiang Ling met the vagrant Fang Xun by chance, and rescued him out of compassion. But at that time, he was a killer, and it was not convenient for him to bring a child, so he was handed over to Mo Youlan's grandmother to raise him.

After so many years have passed, Fang Xun definitely doesn't remember Jiangling anymore.

And at this time, Mo Youlan also saw Jiang Ling put his hand on Fang Xun's back, thinking of what happened before, she immediately understood.

"Fang Xun, you are really secretive. When did you make a breakthrough? The city is really deep. You deliberately didn't reveal it. You are playing with me as a pig and a tiger?"

Mo Qianshan had a gloomy face.

Fang Xun didn't say a word. He was seriously injured and couldn't make any more moves.

"But don't think that breaking through will be useful. My power is beyond your imagination. Come, kill all Mo Youlan's bodyguards!"

Following an order, another three congenitals walked out of the crowd, surrounding Fang Xun and Mo Youlan.

"Where are there so many congenital stages?" Mo Youlan frowned.

"Yo, it's quite lively."

When the two sides were at war, a thin old man walked in staggeringly carrying a bottle of Jager.

"Who did you say you were going to kill just now? Try saying it again!"

The old man drunkenly grabbed Fang Xun by the collar.

"Master, it's not this side, it's on the opposite side." He Hao followed behind him and reminded him in a low voice.

"No matter where it is, with the old man Yuan Tiangang around, who would dare to touch my precious apprentice?"

"Teacher, you are finally here." Mo Youlan hurried over to support him, feeling relieved.

Jiang Ling gave Yuan Tiangang a strange look.

Mo Qianshan and the others seemed to be very afraid of this bad old man, and they were aggressive at first, but when Yuan Tiangang came in, Mo Qianshan hesitated.

After Yuan Tiangang made such a fuss, Mo Dahai saw Jiang Ling standing behind Yuan Tiangang, raised his eyebrows, and whispered something in Mo Qianshan's ear.

Is that the kid?Suspected of killing his big client, and repeatedly sabotaging their assassination of Mo Youlan.

Mo Qianshan smiled coldly.

"Hey, that kid hiding behind, who are you and why are you here?" Mo Qianshan asked in a low voice, pointing at Jiang Ling with a flash of hostility in his eyes.

Jiang Ling looked at him and said calmly, "I'm here to attend the funeral."

"He is my friend, I invited him here, it has nothing to do with you." Mo Youlan hurriedly stood up.

Mo Qianshan smiled coldly: "Come to the funeral empty-handed?"

"That has nothing to do with you." Mo Youlan was worried that Jiang Ling would be squeezed out by Mo Qianshan, so she hurriedly spoke for him.

Seeing Mo Qianshan's contemptuous expression, Jiang Ling couldn't help but smile: "How do you know I came here empty-handed?"

Mo Qianshan's face was slightly cold: "Idlers are not qualified to enter this hall, even if you give 1 gift money, you have to get out and stand on the road waiting."

"I didn't send money." Jiang Ling said softly.

"Not money?" Mo Qianshan and Mo Dahai and his son looked at each other and laughed disdainfully.

Fang Xun and Yuan Tiangang also frowned slightly, wondering what Jiang Ling was up to.

On the other hand, Jiang Ling remained calm, and amidst the taunting sound, he took out a dagger as long as a palm.

"Haha, fruit knife." Mo Dahai laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes.

However, Mo Qianshan stared at the dagger in Jiang Ling's hand as if he had been petrified.

"Hiss." Fang Xun gasped in shock.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Mo Dahai looked at Mo Qianshan strangely.

Mo Qianshan ignored him, his eyes were full of fire and incredulity: "This is a real middle-grade weapon!"

"Yes," Jiang Ling smiled and swung the dagger a few times, making a light piercing sound, "This is a real middle-grade artifact, the Wind Breaking Sword, which is my gift money this time."

"A real artifact!" Fang Xun, Yuan Tiangang and others all changed their faces.

"Ah?" Mo Dahai stared in shock, where did that poor student get a middle-grade real weapon!

There were several congenitals at the scene, but none of them had weapons, not even low-grade real weapons, so one can imagine how precious a real weapon is.

Mo Qianshan's face was ugly. Originally, he had a low-grade real weapon, but when he was chasing down Bu Xuri, he gave it to his subordinate Xianxian Zhongqi. As a result, Xiantian Zhongqi was killed, and the low-grade real weapon was also lost.

Thinking of this, his eyes became even hotter.

Seeing Mo Qianshan's excitement, Jiang Ling wanted to laugh.

This Wind Breaking Sword was forged with the pair of gloves obtained from the masters of the Mo family, Jiang Ling only added some auxiliary materials.

"Where did this sword come from!" Mo Qianshan shouted, staring at Jiangling.

"I don't need to tell you." After finishing speaking, Jiang Ling gave the Pofeng Sword to Mo Youlan.

"Give me the sword!" Mo Qianshan gritted his teeth and roared, "I'm in charge of the gift money."

"You're overdoing it. Mo Youlan is the heir. In real terms, she should preside over the funeral. What does it have to do with you!" Fang Xun shot back with staring eyes.

Taking out a sword casually made the two sides scramble, which surprised Jiang Ling, because he could refine such a level of weapon casually.

In the end, the two sides argued for a while, and it was Yuan Tiangang who intimidated Mo Qianshan and forcibly took Mo Youlan and others out.

As for the Broken Wind Sword, it was temporarily handed over to the strongest Yuan Tiangang for use.

"Dad, let's forget it? That's a middle-grade real weapon." Mo Haihai gritted his teeth and watched Yuan Tiangang and others leave.

"Don't worry, when it comes to the funeral ceremony, we have plenty of opportunities. With the manpower we have deployed, we are enough to wipe them all out."

……

"Little brother, thank you just now." After coming out, Fang Xun hurriedly thanked Jiang Ling.

"It's nothing, your injury is serious, you take this medicine, my family has been practicing medicine for generations."

What Jiang Ling gave him was the most common healing pill, but this ordinary was only for Jiang Ling.

"Thank you."

Fang Xun glanced at Jiang Ling, but he didn't take it seriously, he knew how badly he was injured, more than a dozen important tendons were broken, his strength was greatly reduced, and he might not be able to recover in the future.

He took the elixir casually, and immediately changed his face.

As soon as the elixir was ingested, it turned into a medicinal liquid, quickly poured into the damaged tendons, and it was repaired in the blink of an eye, and even the repaired tendons were even stronger than before!
"This, this medicine." Fang Xun looked at Jiang Ling in a daze, and the shock in his heart could no longer be described.

Jiang Ling was smiling the whole time, and his emotions were not at all turbulent, making Fang Xun unable to see through.

He took a deep look at Jiang Ling, quietly pulled Mo Youlan aside and whispered, "Is this young man your classmate?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Get in touch with him more in the future, and try to befriend him as much as possible." He took a deep breath, feeling extremely emotional.

"Ah?" Mo Youlan was stunned. In her impression, Uncle Fang was a very strict elder who never allowed her to get too close to male classmates. Why did he take the initiative to ask him to befriend Jiang Ling today?
"Okay, it's time, let's go." Yuan Tiangang put away the anger on his face and gave a low drink.

When he passed Jiangling, he stopped deliberately: "I don't know why you came here, but let me remind you, waiting will be very dangerous, you'd better not get involved."

Jiang Ling smiled slightly: "You are busy with your work, don't worry about me."

"Huh." Yuan Tiangang snorted softly and left.

At this time, the farewell ceremony also began.

As the heir, Mo Youlan had to support the coffin and send the body to the funeral home.

The first half is a car ride, and the next 2 kilometers need to be walked.

"Send the dead!"

With a light drink, the funeral music played, and the mighty send-off team set off.

According to the agreement, Jiang Ling gave the jade pendant to Mo Youlan.

The moment Mo Youlan put on the jade pendant, an invisible wave spread out instantly.

"coming!"

Jiang Ling's eyes were fixed, and he held his breath to respond.

The painful lesson on the rooftop last time was still fresh in his memory, and this time he was mentally prepared in advance.

"Om."

In an instant, the dusty memory was shaken, the gap was opened, and countless incomplete memories gushed out like a torrent.

"Huh?" Jiang Ling frowned, this time the memory impact was much softer than the last time on the rooftop.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes widened, and he was instantly ecstatic.

In the unsealed memory, there is actually a remnant of the "Taishang Sword Code"!
He is now majoring in the "Taishang Sword Manual" exercise, but it has always been incomplete, and he can only practice to the early stage of alchemy, which is why his cultivation base has stagnated for thousands of years.

And in the unsealed memory, there is a part of cultivating to the Nascent Soul stage.

Jiangling is like some dry soil, absorbing nutrients crazily, and constantly digesting a large amount of information in memory.

"Kakaka."

There was even a slight explosion in Jiang Ling's head.

After a while, there was only a soft "boom", and what Jiang Ling had been longing for for a long time appeared in his memory:

The third form of "Sword Thirteen"!

This is a book of sword moves, Jiang Ling can't describe how terrifying it is, so far he has unsealed two styles, the first style makes him invincible in the Houtian stage, and the second style allows him to kill Xiantian with one sword when he first enters the Xiantian stage Dzogchen.

But this time, the third formula that he had been looking forward to for thousands of years finally appeared.

"During the alchemy period, who else can stop me!"

The sword light in Jiang Ling's eyes flickered, causing the void to buzz.

The third form will give me the invincible support in the world!
Mo Youlan and Lingbi rode alone in one car, while Jiang Ling followed closely behind in another car.

His hair is windless and automatic, and he closes his eyes to absorb the unsealed memories.

The first half of the journey was safe and sound, but in the second half, when he got out of the car, Jiang Ling keenly saw many snipers hidden in nearby tall buildings.

And there is a powerful aura hidden everywhere in the crowd.

Mo Youlan supported the coffin and walked forward slowly, while Jiang Ling followed not far from her, using the impact of her body to continuously unseal the memory.

"I don't know how far the seal can be lifted." Jiang Ling looked forward to it.

"die!"

Before he had gone far, 5 figures suddenly rushed out of the crowd, rushing straight towards Mo Youlan.

"Stop it."

Yuan Tiangang personally led people to greet him.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out, and the fight started directly among the crowd, accidentally injuring many people and causing chaos among the crowd.

In the chaos, the coffin bearers were hit and fell down several times.

The coffin lost its balance and hit the ground with a bang.

"grandmother."

Mo Youlan's eyes were red and twinkling, and she hurried over to support the coffin.

"Fuck me, don't touch grandma's coffin!" She yelled angrily as her emotions fluctuated violently.

And at the moment when she lost control of her emotions, an unprecedented impact came from the jade pendant around her neck, violently impacting Jiang Ling's mind.

At this moment, Jiang Ling's eyes were dull, and he saw a series of magnificent scenes in his memory:
Endless silhouettes knelt down like a tide, in the sky and on the ground, every inch of space that the naked eye could see was filled with silhouettes.

"Roar!"

The shouts went straight into the sky, and everyone looked at the sky in awe.

In mid-air is a suspended fairy platform, on which there is only a dragon chair, and a person is sitting on the dragon chair.

Jiang Ling's eyes continued to draw closer, and finally saw the face of the man on the dragon chair clearly.

"it's me!"

His eyes flashed wildly, and his heart was extremely shocked.

Who am I!

(End of this chapter)