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Chapter 117 Recalling the past

In the next half an hour, they passed by the silent waiting for everyone. What surprised Lie Guang and the other two was that countless blasted blood holes on Lu Qingyuan themselves squirmed strangely, revealing a sharp aura on them. Lu Qing, after saying something to Yan Ruyu before, had exhausted his mind and fell into a deep sleep for a short time.

At this moment, the changes that happened to him surprised Lie Guang and the other two around him. As for Nie Qingtian next to him, it was fine. The few of them had known that Lu Qing had a strong physical strength that was not as good as a human body, so he was not too surprised that Lu Qing could show such recovery ability while sleeping. At most, it was the strong self-healing ability from his body.

However, this is a big difference in the eyes of Lie Guang's three long-famous sword masters. Sword masters often fight, fight, or fight, or fight in life and death. Being injured in this process is really ordinary. Although the sword masters are also tempering their bodies while practicing, they can usually only be strengthened as their cultivation progresses. Even if they reach the sword master level, their physical body is at most equivalent to third-grade sword weapon, which is more than a hundred times hard to refine black iron.

Not to mention having the recovery ability of Lu Qing, even ordinary low-grade pills may not have such an effect. If it is in a life-and-death duel, how cheap it would be? Lie Guang and the other two could hardly imagine. If the two have the same strength, then the one who survived in the end must be Lu Qing.

Half an hour later, Zhao Qianye and others arrived one after another, and everyone was shocked by the tragic situation of Chaoyang Town. In just a short moment, even the firm mind that everyone possessed as swordsmen could not help but tremble at this moment. The ruins of the town were covered with thick blood everywhere.

After Nie Qingtian briefly talked about the current situation, Zhao Qianye and Yan Ruyu went back. Nie Qingtian and the four of them, as well as the arrival of the inner sect disciples and a group of city guards, began to arrange the surviving Zongmin who knelt on the ground and collect the bodies of the thousands of dead people. On the way they arrived, several villages were also destroyed, and they also needed to deal with them later.

Of course, just one hundred of them was far from enough. Later, the lord of Chaoyang City, Fu Yan, who received the news, and several sword masters stationed in the garrison, led hundreds of city guard swordsmen to Chaoyang Town, and only a few days later did the tragic situation of Chaoyang Town be restored.

Despite this, on the roads of Chaoyang Town, the blood-red ground that combines plasma and snowflakes cannot eliminate the blood-red color. Even if the city guards turned the ground several feet open, it still emitted a strong smell of blood.

At this point, the entire Chaoyang Town looked down from the sky. The original shape of the town was like a round town. With the color of the road, it turned into a bright red sun rising from the sun. The bright redness of the town was the historical mark of the past that people would remember forever in the future.

Half a month later, in the room of the Lord of the Lu Mansion, Lu Qing sat quietly on the bed, with a faint blood ray on his body. The Blood Evil Sword Yuan Liquid, which he did not want to use, had to be used by Lu Qingdong to repair his disabled body.

After two consecutive days of activation by Zhao Qianye, the trace of original sword essence in Lu Qingfeng Thunder Sword was aroused. In addition, Lu Qing recovered a little bit of the mind god, and then he barely activated the Fenglei Technique.

Afterwards, after carefully investigating his own situation, Lu Qing couldn't help but smile bitterly. This time, he used all the Zixiao Fenglei intent despite Mr. Ye's dissuasion, which really caused great trauma to his body. Although the eighth-grade sword body was extremely strong and had even helped him repair his external wounds, the repair situation inside his body was not satisfactory.

Many of the cracked meridians were entangled together, and there were even many hidden meridians opened by the new advanced sword master. They were not completely nourished as strong as the previous meridians, and almost all of them were broken at this moment.

The original Yuan Qi Liquid had no effect on such injuries. In desperation, Lu Qing used the ever-frugal Blood Evil Sword Yuan Liquid, and hundreds of drops of Blood Evil Sword Yuan Liquid were dissipated into his body. Now, as the Purple Emperor Sword Body Sutra became more and more deeply cultivated, the blood Evil Sword Yuan Liquid that needed to be recovered was almost equivalent to the consumption of the previous level of exercises.

It was not until a month later that the blood light on Lu Qing's body slowly dissipated. He opened his eyes and a little bright blue-purple flashed in his eyes.

After carefully exploring his body, Lu Qing said to himself: "The body is almost repaired, but this time the sword body is turbulent. I am afraid that it will take another half a year to advance again. This level of cultivation also requires slow cultivation."

"It's good that you boy know." At this time, Old Ye's voice was a little dissatisfied in Lu Qing's mind.

"Master," Lu Qing called in a low voice.

"Since I'm calling me master, I should have listened to me and not be so impulsive. I can't control myself with such cruelty. If you go outside in the future, you may die even more."

From Old Ye's voice, although Lu Qing heard the sternness, he also heard the deep hidden concern.

"It's the boy who was reckless," Lu Qing said apologetically, but then there was a faint blood light flashing in his eyes, "But if there was another time, the disciple would still do that."

After being silent for a long time, Old Ye sighed and said, "Forget it, with your current vision and experience, it is normal to have such behavior. I miss you back then-" For some reason, when Mr Ye said this, Old Ye didn't continue and the atmosphere became dull for a moment.

After half a stick of incense, Old Ye said, "Do you still remember the crazy woman I met in Langya Mountain during the Beast Ruins riot?"

Lu Qing was stunned, and then his expression became solemn. The power of the white-haired witch was the Sword Emperor, a power that he was far from comparable to.

"Now, I tell you that the grudge between you and her is not over yet."

"Grudges--" Lu Qing's heart sank. Nothing wrong. He destroyed the arrangement that had been spent by a hundred years on the white-haired witch and released Mr. Ye. It is hard to imagine how the woman would torture him if they met next time.

But then, Lu Qing asked in confusion: "Why didn't she come here for so long? She knew that I was a member of the Lu family."

After a while of silence, Old Ye said, "You have only six years."

"Six years?" Lu Qing's heart moved, "Do you mean you have six years to come to me?"

"Yes, not only you, but also your entire Lu family." Old Ye's voice was heavy, but there was no guesswork in it. Obviously, Old Ye knew all this.

"My whole Lu family," Lu Qing's eyes appeared in murderous intent, but then he was full of questions, "How could my Lu family have a grudge against such a sword emperor? With the strength of my Lu family, I'm afraid there is no capital to provoke such a strong man."

With a long laugh, Old Ye said, "Don't think so simply that Lu family thought. When I could have a sword emperor Lu Tianshu, why did other aristocratic families find it difficult to even be a sword master? Think about the truth about this carefully."

A sudden stern in his heart, Lu Qing suddenly thought of the powerful sword style that caused him to seriously injure this time, which was the Zixiao Fenglei Sword left by his unrecognized ancestor, the sword emperor Lu Tianshu. The eighteen sword styles, each of which has powerful power. Moreover, this set of exquisite sword techniques was actually a simplified evolution of the 36 hammers of the Great Yan inherited by the Lu family. This can be seen from the big mystery.

At this point, even with his current understanding of the two energys of wind and thunder, he had no confidence in the 19th style. The sword style evolved from the hammer method was too mysterious. Even if it was just a meditation, it would make him feel a headache. However, it was precisely this difficulty that made Lu Qing guess in his heart how powerful the sword style, which seemed to be out of the category of profound sword skills, was.

"So--"

"No need to ask, the rest is not the time you know. As long as you know, you don't have much time now, even I am not sure that you can upgrade you to the Sword Emperor level within six years, so all this requires your efforts and opportunities."

After pausing, Old Ye continued: "That sword corpse only has the memory and supernatural powers of the Sword Emperor. The sword is dead, but the crazy woman is a real sword emperor's strong man. When the two face off, the sword corpse can't hold on for a few moves."

In a word, Lu Qing thought that the final reliance was blocked.

"I understand," Lu Qing whispered for a moment, and a fiery spirit bloomed from his eyes. In this fiery, there was an incomparable firmness.

Now that Lu Qing has passed the Yuanqi Tribulation and reached the realm of the Sword Lord, Lu Qing has undergone a great transformation in both mentality and state of mind. This transformation is subtle and changes with his strength. If you want to shake the belief of a Sword Lord, unless life and death are in front of you. Even for Lu Qing, death is not so terrible. He has long been able to overcome the great horror between life and death.

After walking out of the wing, the Lu Mansion had already renovated it under the arrangement of Yi Lao who had rushed back, and the Lu family also began to use the 200,000 purple jade coins compensated by the sect to start the reconstruction of the entire Chaoyang Town.

Faced with a new life, the villagers of Chaoyang Town are extremely motivated. Although many familiar figures are now missing by their side, it is precisely because of this that they have turned all their pain into energy and devoted themselves to reconstruction.

After this battle, the population of nearly 50,000 and those who ran and trampled all the way were only less than 40,000. However, most of the people who came to take refuge stayed in Chaoyang Town after the war and started their new life. After the permission of Chaoyang City, Chaoyang Town expanded its radius of three miles during reconstruction, and the number of people who moved in finally reached 60,000. (It will be over one million, everyone cheers!!!)
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