Volume 2: The Demonic World Chapter 490 Goodbye Mo Ling
"Young Master, do you think there is anything else you need to pack?" Lou Ji asked Lin Qianxing.
"Just prepare enough food and water." Lin Qianxing said.
Soon, Lin Qianxing and Lou Ji packed up their things and got on the carriage in front of the Han family's door.
Han Shouliang and others came to see him off and tried their best to keep him, but Lin Qianxing of course refused.
Lou Ji drove the carriage all the way towards the city gate, and soon the carriage was out of Nongshan City.
Lin Qianxing looked back at Nongshan City which was gradually disappearing in the devouring fog, and his eyes became somewhat deep.
If the Lord of Pain had not become weaker in the cycle of time and space, causing the time and space that bound him to become weaker, his sword would probably not have been able to easily separate the entire Nongshan City.
"Sir, where are you going?" Lou Ji asked Lin Qianxing.
"Just go in that direction." Lin Qianxing pointed in a direction.
Over there, is where Fuyao is.
Some of the regrets will be completely resolved this time.
Time passed, and several months had passed as Lin Qianxing and Lou Ji walked in the devouring fog.
During these few months, Lin Qianxing continued to practice hard and cultivate the Sleeping Sword.
Lin Qianxing felt that he was not far from practicing the "Nine Revolutions Sword Skill" to the seventh level.
Lou Ji also seemed to be working very hard. He did not dare to neglect his practice and would take time to practice whenever the carriage stopped.
Sometimes the two would encounter some strange beasts, but for Lin Qianxing, these strange beasts were just a snack.
Of course, only Lin Qianxing can eat the meat of the strange beast, Lou Ji cannot eat it.
Lin Qianxing has the ability to resist ghosts, so it’s okay for him to eat anything.
But if Lou Ji eats it, he might become a weird person.
On this day, Lin Qianxing and Lou Ji were resting beside the carriage.
The devouring fog suddenly dissipated at this moment.
“Ah~!”
The roar of the Kun beast was heard, and its figure, like a mountain range, passed across the sky.
Lou Ji stared at the Kun beast in a daze and said, "Master, it's Qingming Festival!!"
Lin Qianxing naturally knew the truth about Qingming, but he had no intention of explaining it. Instead, he said, "Let's go. Let's travel a little further in the next few days."
Lou Ji nodded, immediately packed up his things and continued driving the carriage.
After another three days of traveling, a city appeared before their eyes.
Fuyao, here we are!!
After resting for two days in the city and replenishing supplies, Lin Qianxing and Lou Ji set out again.
This time, they were heading towards Zifeng Mountain.
More than a month later, Lin Qianxing and Lou Ji arrived at the foot of Zifeng Mountain.
Lin Qianxing asked Lou Ji to wait at the foot of the mountain while he went up the mountain.
On the long mountain stairs, Lin Qianxing continued to move up step by step.
With every step he took, his aura grew.
By the time he reached the top, his momentum had reached its peak.
Boom~!
The internal energy in Lin Qianxing's body circulated automatically, allowing him to enter the seventh turn of the Nine Turns Sword Art.
"There are guests coming to visit, why don't Master Zifeng come out to greet them?" Lin Qianxing said while circulating his internal energy.
The sound was not loud, but it spread throughout the Zifeng Mountain.
"If you are a kind guest, I will naturally welcome you. But with your imposing manner, I wonder if you want to destroy my Zifeng Temple?" Mo Ling's voice was heard, and then a purple figure appeared in front of Lin Qianxing.
Lin Qianxing smiled and said, "My name is Lin Kong, and I am a swordsman. I have never met an opponent since I started learning swordsmanship. I heard that Master Zifeng has great skills, so I came here today to test my sword skills."
"What a big tone!" Mo Ling taunted, "I want to see how strong you are, an unrivaled person."
"Please!" Lin Qianxing said, holding the Mianjue Sword in his palm.
Mo Ling did not hesitate. She stretched out her hand and took out a purple sword out of thin air.
This is her weapon, called the Purple Peak Sword.
Normally, Mo Ling doesn't use weapons.
She is a spiritual master, so naturally she fights with her spirit, and weapons can be manifested by the spirit.
She hadn't used the Purple Peak Sword for a long time, but today she was provoked by Lin Qianxing's arrogant words. She seemed a little angry and wanted to teach this junior Lin Qianxing a lesson.
As for why she could tell that Lin Qianxing was a junior?
Lin Qianxing did not try to conceal his aura, so Mo Ling could tell at a glance that he was less than 20 years old.
clang~!
Almost at the same time, Lin Qianxing and Mo Ling both drew their swords.
The two swords collided, making a sound of weapons clashing.
Mo Ling's expression changed slightly as she was shocked by the power emanating from Lin Qianxing's sword.
Looking at Lin Qianxing's relaxed expression, she knew that Lin Qianxing was actually holding back. It was obvious that he was afraid that she would be careless and unable to resist, thus ruining her mood.
This sword is clearly a reminder.
Tell her that I have the ability so that you don't underestimate the enemy.
Mo Ling didn't seem to be angry about this. On the road of cultivation, those who are more accomplished come first.
Since Lin Qianxing has this ability, she should take it seriously.
After one sword strike, the two men separated slightly, and then began to compete with each other with faster and more tricky sword moves.
However, no matter how advanced Mo Ling's sword moves were, Lin Qianxing could always easily parry them and break them just right every time, making Mo Ling completely lose her temper.
After realizing that she would not be able to gain any advantage with her sword moves, Mo Ling began to gradually exert her strength, and purple internal energy spread on her Zifeng Sword.
Seeing this, Lin Qianxing also covered the Mianjue Sword with his own purple-gold internal energy.
Soon, when the two fought again, there were more scattered sword energies, and the power became stronger and stronger.
The surrounding vegetation was severely damaged, and even a section of the mountain road was destroyed.
Seeing her foundation being destroyed, Mo Ling looked unhappy, so she used her sword to push Lin Qianxing away and said, "Go to heaven!"
After she finished speaking, spiritual power swirled around her and she suddenly rose into the air.
Seeing this, Lin Qianxing also leaped into the air and continued fighting with Mo Ling.
Once in heaven, there were no more worries. Mo Ling began to release all her skills, and each of her strikes had the power to split mountains and crack rocks.
However, Lin Qianxing always managed to handle it with ease, as if he was not under any pressure at all.
When Mo Ling saw this scene, she finally began to believe what Lin Qianxing said about how he had never met an opponent since he started learning swordsmanship.
With such strength, the mediocre people in the world may not be able to compare with him.
While thinking, Mo Ling's movements were a little slow. Lin Qianxing took advantage of the situation and pressed the sword in front of Mo Ling. He smiled and said softly: "Master Zifeng, it is not a good habit to be distracted during a battle!"
Mo Ling looked at Lin Qianxing's face which was so close to her, her expression became a little ugly, but her heart was inexplicably beating.
I felt that my obsession was aroused by Lin Qianxing.
She was so ashamed and angry that she pushed Lin Qianxing away and said, "Boy, you have some strength, but it's still too early for you to defeat me."
"Does Master Zifeng have any other methods? I wonder if I will have the honor to see them?" Lin Qianxing asked.
"I'm just afraid you can't stop it." Mo Ling said coldly.
“Master Zifeng, you can use it. If you can’t resist, you can only blame Lin Kong for not learning the skills well enough.” Lin Qianxing said with a smile.
"Okay, then don't regret it." Mo Ling said.
As the voice fell, a purple spirit god about 17 or 18 feet tall suddenly appeared outside Mo Ling's body.
Generally speaking, only cultivators in the celestial realm can manifest spiritual gods.
The spirit that Mo Ling manifested at this time was not in a complete state, but it was enough to show that she was not far from the realm of heaven and man.
The next moment, the purple spirit god suddenly raised his palm and slapped Lin Qianxing.
A purple glow bloomed, and in an instant, a majestic aura enveloped Lin Qianxing.
Lin Qianxing did not move, as if he was frightened and stunned. However, just when the glow was about an inch away from him, Lin Qianxing drew his sword.
This sword was not fancy, and the energy was restrained to the extreme. The moment it stabbed out, it directly broke through Mo Ling's glow, and continued to move forward, all the way to a distance of one inch in front of Mo Ling.
Then Lin Qianxing stopped.
Everything seemed so effortless.
Mo Ling stood in the air in a daze, looking somewhat incredulous.
Her two hundred years of practice seemed to have gone to waste at this moment.
Lin Qianxing put away his sword and stood up, smiling and saying, "Thank you for letting me do that."
Mo Ling looked at Lin Qianxing's handsome face, and suddenly an idea came to her mind.
Once that thought came up, there was no way to stop it.
She felt that only such an outstanding person was qualified to be her ideal husband.
This was the result she had been waiting for for so long.
"Mr. Lin is extremely skilled in swordsmanship. I lost." Mo Ling shook her head slightly.
Lin Qianxing did not comment, and said: "I am eager to seek the truth, I hope Master Zifeng will forgive me for my rudeness this time."
"Mr. Lin is sincere in his pursuit of the truth, so how could I blame him?" Mo Ling smiled and said, "As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. Mr. Lin, please follow me into the temple and have a chat."
"There are disciples waiting for you at the foot of Lin Kong Mountain, so I can't stay for long. I have benefited a lot from fighting with Master Zifeng. If I have free time in the future, I will definitely come to visit you again and have a long talk with Master Zifeng." Lin Qianxing declined tactfully.
After saying that, Lin Qianxing was about to turn around and leave.
"Wait!" Mo Ling called out to Lin Qianxing, then she paused and said, "Mr. Lin, you and I have the same level of cultivation, so we should treat each other as equals. From now on, you can just call me Mo Ling."
"Then Miss Mo, we will meet again someday." Lin Qianxing said with a smile.
After saying that, Lin Qianxing turned around and left without any regrets.
Lin Qianxing was not in a hurry to conquer Mo Ling.
This time, just leave a deep impression on Mo Ling , and then slowly deepen our relationship.
In terms of level, Mo Ling, an older single woman, can never compare to him.
In this confrontation, Lin Qianxing can be said to have won a complete victory.
Back at the foot of the mountain, next to the carriage, Lou Ji was practicing swordsmanship.
After seeing Lin Qianxing, Lou Ji hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Sir, have you finished your work?"
"We've finished what's here, but there are still some places we need to visit." Lin Qianxing said as he got on the carriage again.
"Oh." Lou Ji nodded, then sat in the driver's seat skillfully and asked Lin Qianxing, "Sir, where are we going?"
Lin Qianxing held the [Heavenly Questioning Book] in his hand, flipped through it and said, "To the south, the Divine Sword Valley."
