In a daze, Lin Qing finally regained consciousness. He didn't know how long he had been unconscious. He felt that everything around him was shaking slightly, so he opened his eyes with difficulty. The first thing he saw was the dark hemp mat ceiling.
, this seemed to be the carriage of a large car. He was lying close to one side of the carriage. At this time, he felt that there seemed to be a white thing shaking next to his head, so he turned around and looked around, and was suddenly stunned.
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They were a pair of white and crystal-clear feet, as if they were carved from the finest mutton-fat jade. They were white, tender and delicate, and Lin Qing couldn't help but have the urge to kiss them!
The pair of little feet were crossed and stacked together, swaying quite regularly with the shaking of the carriage. The delicate soles and round heels facing Lin Qing were as delicate as a newborn baby, without any wear or rough spots.
The slender toes are as round as beans, the thumb is erect, and the four toes are slightly curved. They look extremely cute.
Looking at these little feet that were clearly a girl's, Lin Qing suddenly felt as if she was in a dream:
"What's going on? Why am I staying in a big car with a girl? Am I dreaming now, or was the previous life-and-death struggle a dream?"
He shook his head vigorously, and the previous events appeared in his mind like a shadow puppet show:
...a despicable sneak attack by Blackwater Sanjin...
...a difficult battle on the edge of death...
...Use all your strength to pierce the "Slaying Blade" into the chest of Black Water Sanren...
...that crazy smile that would crush his own neck...
...The blood all over the body of Blackwater Sanjin was strangely sucked dry by the "Slaughter Blade"...
Gradually, all the things came together in a line. The severe pain in his chest made Lin Qing realize that he was lying alive on this big car that was going to an unknown place. He was finally convinced that the scene with the Black Water Sanren had happened.
The fierce battle was not a nightmare, and his thoughts returned to the fierce battle with the Blackwater Sanren:
After Blackwater Sanren fell, Lin Qing, who was lying on the ground, was still unable to move. He used the "Thick Earth Technique" to suppress the injury, then reluctantly got up and took out some healing medicine and drank it.
At this time, his excitement was ups and downs and it was difficult to calm down!
The once aloof Golden Core monks regarded the Foundation Establishment monks as nothing more than mere trivial matters. They were synonymous with incomparable power, a state that Lin Qing only dreamed of reaching. And the humanoid object that fell to the ground like dry wood was actually one of himself.
It was a golden elixir stage monk that he really killed!
Once upon a time, the little monk in the Qi training stage who was as hurried as a dog in the military camp and helpless in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect has grown into a genius who can transcend the ranks and kill powerful enemies in the Golden Core stage!
"Master, please rest in peace. The plan to restore the sect has begun to be implemented. The disciple has gained enough confidence to kick away all obstacles in the world and rebuild the Earth Spirit Sect!" Lin Qing thought silently in his heart, and tears came out of his eyes.
After a full two hours, Lin Qing stabilized the injuries to his internal organs. Because of the protection of the "ghost-faced and four-clawed owl", he was not afraid that someone would come out to perform "The Fisherman Gains" at this time.
Although this battle is difficult, the rewards are huge. "Yinkui Iron Sword" and "Shunlang Shuttle" are both rare and top-quality magic weapons. Not to mention the net worth of a Golden Core monk, even if he is just a casual cultivator.
It will definitely make Lin Qing's eyes and heart beat warmly.
Normally, all of a monk's property will be packed in a storage bag that they carry with them. Especially for casual cultivators like Heishui Sanren, it is even more impossible to leave valuable things in the cave, otherwise they will be picked up by others when they go out.
Once you're in the cave, there's no place for you to cry out about injustice.
Lin Qing, who was stumbling, took the four storage bags and the "Yin Kui Iron Sword" from Heishui Sanren into the spiritual breath ring. These magic weapons also had the spiritual mark of Heishui Sanren on them. Lin Qing temporarily
He was still unable to open and control it. Unless a monk with a higher level of cultivation helped him break it, Lin Qing could only use the water grinding technique of dripping water and stone to slowly erase the mark of spiritual consciousness.
After standing there and hesitating for a moment, Lin Qing decided not to use the "Sheng Zao Dan" to relieve the injury. Before there is a higher-level healing medicine, it is better to avoid developing drug resistance by taking "Sheng Zao Dan" continuously.
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After cleaning up everything around him, Lin Qing came to the body of Sanren Heishui. He carefully observed the "Slaying Blade" still stuck to Sanren Heishui's hand, and couldn't help but feel some worries in his heart.
The blade of the "Slaying Blade" is still the same as usual, black and inconspicuous, but its handle is bright and bright, revealing a bright red color, with a strange light flashing from time to time, as if it is still very bright.
General hunger and thirst.
Just now he witnessed with his own eyes the process of the "Slaying Blade" sucking the Blackwater Sans into mummies. At that moment, the strange knife seemed to be alive, which made people shudder.
It is said that some powerful weapons will gradually invade the user's consciousness and turn them into killing puppets that have completely lost their minds. Such unlucky users are called "weapon slaves".
"It's strange. When I used this scimitar before, the handle was stained with blood. No such strange blood-sucking thing happened. Even my own blood flowed to the handle, and it didn't cause any changes. Could it be that
'The Killing Blade' is only interested in the blood of people with cultivation levels above the Golden Core stage?"
After Lin Qing had some random thoughts in her mind, she gritted her teeth and reached out to grab the "Slaying Blade".
After getting it, Lin Qing found that the knife had indeed undergone some changes. The entire handle had become warm and close to the skin. It was like holding a lover's little hand, with a kind feeling, and it completely lost the murderous aura it had just now.
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After thinking about it, Lin Qing tried to use his spiritual consciousness to communicate with the Control Technique, but he couldn't get any response in the "Slaying Blade", and he couldn't find the feeling that he seemed to be alive, but there were more people than before.
A sense of intimacy.
Although he failed to achieve the expected goal, Lin Qing still breathed a sigh of relief. He could feel that the "Slayer Blade" did not have any hostility towards him, and it was definitely not like the legendary weapon that steals people's minds.
According to his habit of leaving no head or tail when doing things, Lin Qing sank the body of Heishui Sanren into the ground and buried it deeply. Then he sat on the back of the "Ghost-Faced Four-Clawed Owl" and flew towards Kunyang City. He was now seriously injured.
You still need to find a relatively safe place to recuperate.
Unexpectedly, after the "ghost-faced four-clawed owl" flew not far away, Lin Qingbian's chest felt tight, his vision turned black, and he actually fell off his pet's back!
Fortunately, Lin Qingming had a big life, and there happened to be a small river below. He happened to fall into the river, and he did not become the only monk in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect who fell off the back of his auxiliary pet and died.
After falling into the river, Lin Qing was completely injured and passed out. What happened after that and how he got into the big car, he didn't know.
"Are you awake? You're so lucky. You were so seriously injured and fell into the river. Hehe, you're lucky you met me. Otherwise, you would have sunk to the bottom of the river to feed the bastard!"
Perhaps Lin Qing's movement just now attracted the attention of the girl with beautiful feet, and a sweet and soft voice sounded in the carriage.
This girl's voice is very strange. Not only is it extremely sweet, but it also seems to have some kind of magical power. It has the innocence and purity of a teenage girl, but also has the alluring flavor of a mature woman, making it difficult for people to understand her age.
Listening to the girl's voice, Lin Qing felt as if his bones were frozen. Afraid of being rude, he looked at the coarse shorts he was still wearing when he first got on the back of the "Ghost-Faced Four-Clawed Owl".
He raised his body with confidence, and with some difficulty, he sat down against the carriage board behind him, and then looked to the opposite side.
At the entrance of the carriage opposite, a girl was sitting slanted against the wall of the carriage. She had long dark purple hair that was curly and wavy. She had a pair of big eyes like deep pools on her thin face, with shining eyelashes.
Looking at myself.
This girl looks very thin and wears very little. She wears a small emerald green waistcoat on her upper body, revealing a pair of white jade arms. She wears a peacock blue gauze skirt around her waist, and her lower legs are exposed. She is slender.
There is a circle of small golden bells tied on a red string around her ankle.
The strangest thing is that this girl's face is covered with a white gauze scarf, only revealing a pair of amazingly big eyes and those curved eyebrows like smoke.
At this time, the girl gently curled up one of her legs, hugged her knees with her hands, and leaned forward, revealing her straight shoulders and delicate collarbones. She asked rather playfully:
"Hey, hey, hey! I saved you, but why didn't you even answer a word? Be careful of me throwing you back into the river again!"
Only then did Lin Qing realize that this girl's eyes were as dark blue as the vast ocean, which gave people a more mysterious feeling. He deliberately started to pretend to be stupid and said:
"Haha, girl, you are so beautiful. I was stunned. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."
"Hehe, I didn't expect that you look like a loyal person, but you are also so dishonest. I am wearing a veil, how do you know what I look like? Maybe my face is full of pockmarks?"
Although the girl said that Lin Qing was lying, the smile in her eyes overflowed, making people intoxicated like the aroma of aged wine.
"Hey, how could it be? I never lie or deceive. It's all about how you appreciate your appearance. Even if you really have a pockmarked face, girl, I still think you are the prettiest!"
Lin Qing was no longer Wu Xia Amon, and her mouth was as slippery as oil.
"Bah, bah! You just have a pockmark on your face, your whole family is pockmarked!" The girl pretended to be angry in a naive manner.
Lin Qing put away her pretense of naivety, raised her hands and saluted seriously:
"I would like to thank the girl for saving my life. I was attacked by an enemy and fell into the river after being seriously injured. If it hadn't been for the girl's generous help, my life would have been handed over to that river!"
He has always believed in the principle of repaying kindness with a spring of water. Although his life would not be in danger even if he was not rescued by this girl this time, he still expressed his sincere thanks.