blood contract

The terrifying force that seemed to tear people apart left Jiang Yanqing with blood marks all over his body.

Although Jiang Yanqing was injured, his blood was boiling and he was fighting with all his strength. He said, "Hahaha..., little junior sister, you still have one punch."

Lingling was not polite and threw his fourth punch. The extreme punch pressure, which was stronger than the first three punches, turned into a huge palm shadow like a god, and hit hard with a shocking power that made people's scalp numb.

Rumble!

The entire competition venue was shaking, causing the void to tremble.

Jiang Yanqing's cassock was torn to pieces, and his knotted muscles were fully exposed, shining like diamonds and ice crystals under the sunlight. The veins on his arms and forehead were like giant pythons wrapped around his body.

"Seven Strength Transformation Fist!" Old Taoist Huang Zheng in the meeting hall exclaimed, "How can this girl know such a top-notch technique and have already practiced it to the fourth fist?"

If everyone knew that Lingling had mastered this technique, their eyes would probably pop out of their heads.

Everyone looked at Lin Jingshu with strange eyes, as if they were saying not to abuse their power for the benefit of their disciples.

"I didn't teach her. She learned this before." Lin Jingshu waved her hand and explained: "Otherwise, how could she have punched with such a powerful killing intent in such a short period of time."

Hearing this, everyone felt it was reasonable and then withdrew their gaze.

On the side, Master Zhong Ji also had admiration in his eyes, stroking his beard and praising: "It's amazing. And every punch is extremely fist-intending. It can be seen that this girl has put a lot of effort behind her back to learn this boxing skill." What kind of hard work it took to practice. It contains the fighting spirit gained after fighting in tens of thousands of battlefields, which makes this Seven-Strength Transformation Fist even more brilliant."

As he spoke, he looked at Lingling in the developing mirror, full of expectations for this girl's future, but also a little worried. She was not as simple as she seemed, and she had too many secrets.

First of all, Qijin Transformation Fist is a top-level technique, and its learning difficulty is also extremely high. Just because the power of each punch must be the same, the power of the punch must also be extreme. Hundreds of punches are gathered together into one palm, and the power is superimposed and turned into a second punch. Each subsequent punch is stacked layer by layer and finally turns into wind, shape, fossil, and mountain until the seventh punch is condensed into an object.

So even if you punch with the same power every time, the meaning of the punch is not so easy to understand.

And it is even more puzzling that the girl can realize the fighting spirit that seems to be realized after fighting in tens of thousands of battlefields.

The will to fight, where did she come from so much actual combat experience to realize the will to fight?

boom!

A huge explosion sounded, and Zhong Ji's thoughts were interrupted. Jiang Yanqing's hair was disheveled, leaving burnt marks on his chest, and a deep and huge palm pit on the field.

This kind of competition at the same level comes and goes quickly.

"Hahaha..." Although Jiang Yanqing looked embarrassed, he didn't care at all. He kept shouting, "Happy, happy..." Then he cupped his fists and said, "Little junior sister, I lose!"

Lingling cupped her fists and returned the greeting: "Senior Brother Jiang, I accept the concession." Then he asked tentatively: "Should we continue tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yanqing laughed happily and said: "I wish you could do it. Today I will treat my little junior sister to a table full of good food."

"Okay, okay, I want to eat from Guangning House." Lingling was not polite to him.

"to make."

The two of them seemed to have found a close friend, completely forgetting the existence of Sikong Xihua, Lu Yichen and Zheng Yuqing. They left the competition venue after discussing martial arts.

The three of them sighed at the same time and shook their heads helplessly.

As expected, the two martial arts madmen were so 'no one else' when they were together.

The disciples on the playing field also discussed the previous game with each other and slowly dispersed.

From then on, Lingling and Jiang Yanqing often appeared together, either talking about martial arts in the bookstore or exchanging martial arts on the martial arts field.

Lin Jingshu was comfortably basking in the sun, sipping tea, and breathing in the fresh air. It would be nice to not have to be pestered by that girl every day!

... ...

Months passed.

Inside Lingling Cave.

She was humming a little tune at this time and was arranging a few saplings that were growing vigorously, weeding them, and then watering them with spiritual water. After finishing these things, she jumped to a hot and humid place. Looking through the light curtain at the pink magic mushrooms that were growing well inside, she felt indescribably happy.

Speaking of these mushrooms, they are the dust-like white floc that Lingling collected outside Fuluo Mountain Cave. After being warmed in the 'mud' and miasma, this kind of pink-yellow mushrooms grew. Brilliant Mushrooms.

Before the mushrooms rot, they will spread out those white flocs, which will become nutrients for the 'sludge' after they rot. The two have a symbiotic relationship and one is indispensable.

After that, Lingling consulted many ancient books before finding a mushroom similar to it, which he called 'dream dust'.

It is a highly parasitic fungus with variable size and shape. It seems harmless. Once it is attached and parasitized by these small white flocculent things, which are extremely difficult to detect, it may become it. of nutrients. It is said that this mushroom can be cultivated into ever-changing shapes, so it is called "dream".

And that 'mud' is like a garbage disposal site. You can throw any discarded and unnecessary things in it, and it will become nourishment for the 'mud' in a short time.

The more nutrients and richer the 'mud' is, the better the culture will be. Lingling was still frightened when she thought of those seemingly conscious vines in that deep ravine.

After tinkering in the laboratory for a while, I went to Green Orange's nest, fed it some food, and then returned to the quiet room to meditate and practice.

Until Jiang Yanqing's arrival.

"Senior Brother Jiang, why are you here today?"

As soon as Jiang Yanqing entered the door, he took out a big bag without saying a word and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I was just going to send something. I saw someone sending something to you, so I stopped by to get it for you."

After entering Tianzong Pavilion, all items sent and received must go through the sect's mailroom. If you need someone to help you send and receive it, just pay the spirit coins.

Looking at the big bag, Lingling took it excitedly and opened the bag without avoiding Jiang Yanqing.

There are a lot of things inside, including various foods, spiritual herbs, ores, and a few letters.

One letter has Master's signature written on it, another letter has "My beloved wife's signature" written on it, and several others have "Daughter-in-law's signature", "Sister-in-law's signature" and so on.

Lingling probably knew the content of the letter without reading it. The content remained the same for decades, and it was just an attempt to trick herself into going back.

Humph, only a devil would be fooled again!

"Hey! I've sent you so many things. It seems that your fiancé's family is quite good to you... Tsk, tsk, tsk, spirts are rare things here." Jiang Yanqing smiled and tapped the bracelet on her hand. .

Lingling paused while holding two large bags of dried fish, glanced at the bracelet on her wrist, and said, "He is a friend, not my fiancé."

"You've already worn the Biyi bracelet and received the gift, but you still don't acknowledge it?"

"How many times have I told you, and you still make fun of me every time. If you keep talking, I won't give you the good things!" He picked up the things and walked into the house.

Jiang Yanqing followed her and said seriously: "Senior brother is not making fun of you. I can feel this boy's admiration for you right here. Senior brother thinks he is a good person."

"He is my friend. By the way, he is also a martial arts fanatic." Lingling did not want to talk too much about this matter and changed the topic.

When Jiang Yanqing heard this, he immediately became energetic, sat on the chair, and asked with excitement: "Really. How are his martial arts skills?"

"I haven't seen you for many years. I must have improved a lot. But I promise, I won't let you down, senior brother."

"That's right." Jiang Yanqing rubbed his hands, as if he was itching and his eyes were shining, "Please invite him to our Tianzong Pavilion as a guest."

Lingling spread his hands and said helplessly: "Senior brother, this request may have to wait for a while!"

"Why?"

Lingling pulled out a red invitation, shook it gently, and said happily: "My senior brother Ye is getting married, and I'm going to have a wedding banquet."

"That's it! Then you have to go." Jiang Yanqing didn't dwell too much on this matter. He waved his hand and said, "Just wait, it's not a big deal."

Lingling smiled and kept rummaging around in the bag, then took out a pot of wine and put it on the table, "This wine is called 'Shenyou'. I will secretly give you a pot of it, senior brother. But I want to remind you, you must Drink less, it has great stamina, and three cups will make you feel like you're in a trance."

"Oh!" Hearing the name, Jiang Yanqing became interested and asked with a hint of doubt: "Real or fake?" Then he picked up the bottle of wine, opened the cork and sniffed it at the tip of his nose. It smelled of mellow and rich aroma. The aroma of the wine overflowed, and you knew it was good wine when you smelled it.

He couldn't help but take a small sip. The mellow, sweet and mellow taste made him feel an extremely pure source of energy pouring into his limbs as soon as it entered his stomach.

This kind of spiritual wine can be regarded as extremely precious spiritual wine in the twelve regions, and you can't buy it even if you have money.

He stood up suddenly holding the wine bottle in his hand, "It's really good wine." Then, he kept looking at the bag.

The intention is very obvious, I want another pot.

Lingling immediately covered the mouth of the bag, like a puppy protecting food, and her face sank, "Don't even think about it!"

Jiang Yanqing scratched his head and laughed, "I understand, I understand. It's just a gift from my fiancé..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lingling jumped up and snatched the bottle of wine from his hand, "I didn't even give it to Master, and you still made fun of me, so give it back to me."

"Okay, okay, senior brother is wrong." As he said that, he turned around and took the first step to put the wine into the ring.

……

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Visit Longzhai.

The wind blows the waves of wheat, the birds chirp and the green willows line the shade, the meandering streams, the small bridges and the flowing houses create a pastoral scene in the mountain village.

A handsome young man of twenty-four or five years old with a dignified appearance was leaning against a willow tree, holding a few pages of letter paper in his hand, smiling silly as he read.

"Xiao Shuai, has she replied to you?" came a somewhat dejected voice.

The man who came was wearing gray cloth, with a bronze complexion and slightly messy hair standing opposite. Who else could it be if it wasn't Hu Yanlin. It was obvious that he had not slept well all night.

"Well. Master didn't reply to you yet?" Yu Xiaoshuai opened the letter with a joking look on his face.

Hu Yanlin scratched his head randomly and sighed, "No. I still sent something to me and her parents-in-law."

Yu Xiaoshuai has long been accustomed to being called Hu Yanlin. In his heart, Lingling is his Hu Yanlin's wife.

He shook the letter in his hand and became angry, "It seems that Master loves me."

I thought I could see Hu Yanlin jumping around again, but unexpectedly, he was not "angry", but instead sat next to me with a sad face and a depressed mood.

"Is she okay?" Hu Yanlin knew about Lingling's loss of cultivation and was very worried that she would be bullied by others outside, and he couldn't leave the village now.

"Okay. She is now under the Tianzong Pavilion, and her master will protect her." Yu Xiaoshuai naturally called Lin Jingshu his master, with a proud look on his face. Isn't the master's master the master?

He didn't know these things. Hu Yanlin's mood became even more depressed. He lowered his head and hugged his knees and asked, "Does she hate me?"

"..." Seeing him in this state, Yu Xiaoshuai also lost interest in teasing him, patted Hu Yanlin on the shoulder, and comforted: "You think too much. Based on my understanding of Master, at most I just find you annoying. "

"Is there any difference?" Hu Yanlin gave Xiaoshuai a sad look. In his opinion, the two meant the same thing.

"Yes." Yu Xiaoshuai said seriously: "The difference is huge."

"What's the difference?" Hu Yanlin's expression seemed to say, I will cut you if you don't know.

"Did you know that Master mentioned you in the letter." Yu Xiaoshuai hooked his neck, then raised the letter in his hand to his eyes and shook it.

Upon hearing this, Hu Yanlin excitedly grabbed the letter and opened it to read carefully.

Most of what he wrote in the letter was to answer questions that Yu Xiaoshuai had in his cultivation, and then he told some interesting things he encountered in the outside world, and then asked Yu Xiaoshuai to find a way to unlock the Biyi Bracelet from Hu Yanlin.

Hu Yanlin's mouth twitched and he lost his temper, "You brat, you call this mentioning me."

"Didn't you mention it?" Yu Xiaoshuai asked righteously: "Otherwise, what do you think you would write?"

Hu Yanlin slapped his forehead in frustration, why did he believe what this brat said.

This kid's money-loving, devilish personality is becoming more and more like Lingling's, and his ability to deceive people is exceptional. One can fall for him if he's not careful.

Seeing Hu Yanlin's scruples, Yu Xiaoshuai said with a sincere expression: "Brother Lin, after getting along with you for so many years, I know very well who you are and how much you admire my master. But the status of master is unparalleled in my heart. People transcend, I want to help you, but I have to listen to Master, no... I am really in a dilemma! But, to tell the truth, no woman in the world likes to be tied up..." I'm afraid Hu Yanlin doesn't understand. , and explained, "It's not the real kind of binding, it's the kind of binding in the mind and soul."

Hu Yanlin understood what he meant. He held his chin with one hand and thought about whether there was anything wrong with him.

After that, he said with an innocent face: "I have not imprisoned her, nor have I interfered with any of her decisions. She can go wherever she wants and do whatever she wants. I just hope she can write to me, even if I am also happy to report that you are safe and to write 'well'. Is this difficult? Isn't it too much to ask for?" At the end of the sentence, I felt a little aggrieved.