It was just one day of closed-door cultivation.
Ding Ling’s inner strength surged once again.
[Inner Power Value: 180]
Reaching this level of inner power.
If it were to fuse with the Breathing Technique’s vigorous qi, its explosive power would be even more evident.
Sufficient to effortlessly severely injure or even kill a First-class Supre expert!
Dealing with First-class martial arts experts, Ding Ling was becoming more adept and at ease.
"To further enhance inner strength, unless I find Great dicine. Otherwise, I can only persist in closed-door hard cultivation."
Ding Ling had the Full-Level Inner Power Heart Technique.
He could directly chew Great dicine to increase inner strength.
Just like how, after maxing out his Breathing Technique, he could directly chew Great dicine to enhance body strength, agility, and physique, it’s the sa principle.
Compared to chewing Great dicine,
closed-door hard cultivation was indeed ti-consuming and labor-intensive, not worth it!
Of course, chewing Great dicine was only suitable for soone like Ding Ling with maxed-out inner power; if Lin Pingzhi were to directly chew it, he might find it ineffective or even suffer injuries from being unable to refine it. His martial prowess might not increase but decrease instead.
"It’s ti to set off for Huashan."
Ding Ling had been thinking about the Five Mountains Sect’s sword techniques at Reflection Cliff on Huashan for so ti.
But the events in between truly prevented him from leaving.
"I wonder if now that I’m going to Huashan, is Reflection Cliff still accessible?"
Ding Ling was very skeptical.
Compared to Linghu Chong, who discovered the secret of Reflection Cliff but didn’t inform his master and mistress.
Players, to gain benefits, would definitely disclose everything.
Afraid of speaking late and having other players claim the Achievent dal, wouldn’t that be a huge loss?
Whether it was the Three Kingdoms or The Smiling, Proud Wanderer,
there were no secrets to speak of.
Because the players’ ’competition’ was too fierce!
With them around, preserving secrets was impossible, because if one person didn’t speak, another definitely would! Soone would always reveal it!
Ding Ling was well aware of this.
Therefore,
his trip to Huashan was just to try his luck, not to insist on it.
If he could obtain it, great; if not, it didn’t matter much.
After all, he had already mastered the ’Hundred Transformations and Thousand Illusions Hengshan Cloud Mist Thirteen Techniques’ of the Mount Heng Sect to the full level.
And Sword God Skill, Calm Wind Swordsmanship, Human Emperor Swordsmanship, etc., were not weaker than the Mount Heng Sect’s sword skills.
No matter how strong other sects’ sword techniques were, could they surpass Sword God Skill? At most, they could only be on par with the Mount Heng Sect’s sword skills.
Therefore,
Ding Ling lacked not sword skills,
but ultimate sword techniques like Dugu Nine Swords, which could crush other sword techniques!
"I wonder if Feng Qingyang is still at Huashan Peak?"
Ding Ling was highly doubtful.
With more players,
Feng Qingyang’s whereabouts were no secret.
Huashan Sect, could he still stay there?
"If he’s not with Huashan Sect, then where might he be?"
Ding Ling thought it was still necessary to take a trip.
...
The next day.
Ding Ling, Lin Pingzhi, and Qu Feiyan prepared food and other essentials.
Ding Ling took out a Storage Pouch and packed wine and food into it, leaving Qu Feiyan and Lin Pingzhi wide-eyed and astonished!
Ding Ling casually said it was an item brought from the broken void.
Although the two were sowhat relieved, they were still amazed, feeling like frogs in a well, and were curious about the lower realm where Ding Ling previously stayed.
Qu Feiyan was slightly better.
Though lively and active, her mood was quite low, only showing a smile when facing Ding Ling. Even so, she was not too proactive about many things and would likely only fully recover after so ti.
Now that Lin Pingzhi’s parents were both alive, and his martial prowess was continually increasing, his mindset was excellent. Driven by curiosity, he asked anything and everything.
Ding Ling would say what he could; if he couldn’t say, he’d simply gloss over it, and Lin Pingzhi, being understanding, wouldn’t pester further.
The three of them rode six horses.
They galloped all the way.
That day,
while they were taking shelter under a large tree from the scorching sun and having a al,
Clip-clop!
A horse galloped toward them along the main road.
Ding Ling frowned.
Lin Pingzhi leaped up, drew his sword, and stood in front of Ding Ling and Qu Feiyan.
Qu Feiyan, unwilling to be outdone, also drew her short sword and stood up, staring directly at the approaching figure.
Yet, from the horse leapt down a person.
This person was over eight feet tall, robust in build, with a resolute face and eyes gleaming with spirit. A long beard with three locks floated under the chin, and he stood holding a Guan Saber, as if Guan Yu Guan Yunchang had crossed the river of ti to co.
Lin Pingzhi was taken aback and hurriedly asked:
"I wonder who you, senior, are?"
"Ha ha ha..."
The newcor laughed heartily:
"I go by a fixed na whether walking or sitting. My surna is Xiaang, and my na is Wentian! Known in Jianghu as the Celestial King of old!"
"The Bright Left Envoy of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect!"
Qu Feiyan changed color:
"What are you doing here?"
"It’s you, little girl."
Xiaang Wentian, seeing Qu Feiyan, was montarily startled and looked around:
"Hmm. Aren’t you always inseparable from your grandfather? Where’s Qu Yang? I haven’t seen him in a long ti; let him co out, I want to drink three hundred cups with him!"
Upon ntioning Qu Yang,
Qu Feiyan couldn’t help but tear up again.
Xiaang Wentian’s heart skipped a beat, thinking of so rumors he’d heard recently, he couldn’t help but be shocked:
"Could it be that Qu Yang was really hard by those punks from the Mount Songh Sect?!"
It was unclear whether he said this deliberately,
or if he blurted it out in surprise.
But it made Qu Feiyan’s mood more and more depressed.
Ding Ling frowned, stood up, and looked directly at Xiaang Wentian:
"I wonder if Left Envoy Xiaang encountered us by chance, or if he ca specifically to find us?"
"Are you Ding Ling?"
Xiaang Wentian didn’t answer but instead asked a question.
"Yes."
"I ca specifically to find you!"
Xiaang Wentian admitted frankly:
"To be honest, I have a favor to ask."
"Why should I help you?"
Ding Ling was surprised.
"I can offer you a generous reward, provided you help complete the task."
"Sorry."
Ding Ling refused:
"I hate doing must-complete deals with strangers the most!"
If his personality were noble, it would be a different story.
Could Xiaang Wentian be noble?
Ding Ling was unsure, so he wouldn’t make any promises to such a person.
"How about this then."
Xiaang Wentian pondered for a while and said:
"If you can surpass in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, I will teach you a treasured Inner Power Heart Technique of mine."
Ding Ling’s eyes brightened slightly.
He had now cleared the Eight ridians of the Eight Extraordinary ridians!
Even the Ren and Du ridians had been opened.
The operation of inner power could be described as extrely rapid!
At this mont, he thought that if he cultivated an Inner Power Heart Technique, the inner power transford from rolling Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi could be directly assimilated.
By that ti,
wouldn’t he instantly leap into a First-class expert?
Even soone more powerful!
"Besides. If you fulfill the first condition and accompany to a place, I can offer you another secret technique!"
Xiaang Wentian spoke with sincerity, looking at Ding Ling expectantly:
"How about it, Ding Ling? Could you consider cooperating?"
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