Chapter 15: Moonlight Strike

He sat on the big snake, feeling the ferocious beast's frenzied vitality.

The big snake didn't calm down until it came to an abandoned altar.

It shook off the prey on its back like a sacrifice.

Yue Qingling was not in a hurry to leave, so he followed a bunch of cattle, sheep and wild boars into the altar.

He floated in the air without touching the ground, and came to the middle of the altar.

He saw a shabby big sword inserted in the middle of the altar, with several very thick iron chains tied to the big sword.

The iron chain had been corroded, and there were spots of rust on the big sword.

However, the sword was obviously different, and a black light flashed on it.

Then, the prey turned into blood and floated on the iron chain.

The iron chain was more rotten.

Yue Qingling curiously observed the big sword. The sword body was ten meters long, like a pillar, inserted diagonally in the center of the altar.

He floated to the side of the giant sword, looked closely, and saw two words engraved on the sword.

"Shadow".

"This should be a magic weapon left by an ascender. I don't know how long it has been here."

Yue Qingling was not interested in such a big sword. He didn't use weapons very often.

He wanted to leave without any interest.

"Do you think you can take it? Don't let the Demon Cult get it again." Huang Xinyan reminded him.

Yue Qingling thought it was right. Although he didn't need it, he couldn't leave it to Leng Feiran.

Then let Jiuyou see what the Heavenly Cultivation Realm is!

Yue Qingling's heart moved, and then he flew into the sky, and a cold air appeared around him.

Almost instantly, a full moon appeared behind him!

Afterwards, he rushed down with this bright full moon!

The cold air of the icy world, with the cooperation of this full moon, contained infinite power and hit the iron chain directly!

"Hua La La!"

The rotten iron chain froze into ice lumps in an instant.

The force contained in the cold air turned it into powder.

"Clang!"

The giant sword also broke free from the control of the iron chain at this moment. It turned into a thin one-handed sword and stood respectfully in front of Yue Qingling.

"Oh? Is this a surrender?"

Yue Qingling smiled slightly when she saw this.

With just one blow from Ling Tian, ​​the Shadow Sword had surrendered.

He stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword. He felt that the sword was cool and cold, which was just right for his skills.

Yue Qingling couldn't help but feel happy.

The big sword just now was really not easy to use. Now this sword is just right.

"Not bad, now I have a suitable sword."

Huang Xinyan smiled and congratulated.

When Yue Qingling heard her voice, he suddenly felt something in his heart.

This sword is a precious sword. Can Aunt Yan...

"Aunt, how about..." Yue Qingling stopped talking halfway.

Before, he asked Aunt Yan to come out, which made Aunt Yan angry. He coaxed her for a long time, and he didn't want to coax her again.

Huang Xinyan did not refuse: "If you want me to be your sword spirit, it's not impossible, but..."

"But what?" Yue Qingling asked curiously.

Huang Xinyan looked at Yuanshen reluctantly: "You have to agree to let me come over from time to time."

Yue Qingling laughed dumbly, why do you all like my Yuanshen so much?

...

Between Jiuyou Land and Yunlin Mountain, there are various sects of all sizes. Among them, the largest one is an immortal country called Longsheng Dynasty.

The reason why the three major sects cannot come is that they have to attack the Demon Sect across the Longsheng Dynasty and negotiate with Longsheng Emperor.

Immortal countries are not like sects. There are too many interests involved. It is possible that someone is close to Qingyue Sect. If they secretly trip it up at that time, it will be more harm than good.

Yue Qingling didn't think about the interests involved. He was relaxing now.

He came to Feilong City, the capital of the Dragon Saint Kingdom, intending to find out some news.

After being locked up in the basement for two months, he felt that he had lost touch with the outside world.

Yue Qingling wore a tattered white Taoist robe and carried a dark green sword on his back, walking comfortably on the streets of Feilong City.

In the fairyland, the people can live and work in peace and contentment.

The streets were bustling.

Yue Qingling looked at the fireworks of the world, and his heart was also warm.

He had no money, so he couldn't buy anything.

Fortunately, he was already in the Heavenly Cultivation Realm, and he could choose not to do trivial things like eating.

Yue Qingling came to an information wooden sign, where there were big and small news from the Four Realms Continent.

People passing by would come and look at it blindly, and then talk nonsense with satisfaction.

People who watched the news today seemed very excited, dancing while talking.

Can you be so happy watching the news?

Could it be something good?

Yue Qingling leaned over, and before he could take a closer look, he heard the shouting of the man and woman next to him.

"Oh, the most famous Immortal Venerable in the Four Realms actually served tea and water to the Demon Cult Empress. Tsk, tsk, tsk, this is simply... shameless, shameless!"

"Look at the little appearance of this Immortal Venerable. How can this be called an Immortal Venerable? This is just a maid."

"Is the standard of Qingyue Sect so high now? The Immortal Venerable in Tianxiu Realm has to kneel down to serve? I want to go too."

Yue Qingling felt dizzy after hearing this. He opened his eyes wide and looked forward. He saw that on the information board, there were pictures of servants.

And he, Yue Qingling, was the protagonist on it!

His appearance was painted vividly, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes obediently serving the noble master.

Of course, the portrait alone was not enough to make people believe it. There was also a clear rubbing.

This shadow is similar to the photo of the world Yue Qingling was in before he crossed over.

In the shadow, he was kneeling on the ground, holding a pair of red shoes, obviously waiting for his master to come.

Yue Qingling felt dizzy. Even though his cultivation was the best in the world, he was top-heavy at this time.

He quickly left the crowd and came to a secluded place, leaning against the wall to catch his breath.

He couldn't help but hold the shadow sword in his hand and said softly: "Auntie, I... I was ruined by Leng Feiran."

Huang Xinyan, who had become the sword spirit of the shadow sword, comforted him: "Qingling, it's okay, you have to cheer up."

"How to cheer up? Now it seems that this is just gossip, but it won't be long before the whole world will think that I have surrendered to the Demon Cult.

If I'm not wrong, I can't even go back to Yunlin Mountain now, right?"

Yue Qingling said desperately.

In less than two days, Leng Feiran announced to the world how he was humiliated at that time.

Not to mention the damage to his reputation, just this servile appearance, who dares to say that he didn't surrender to the enemy?

Not to mention how cruel the Demon Sect is to traitors, the righteous sects will also cut traitors into pieces.

Yue Qingling didn't dare to imagine what Su Muxue, that crazy girl, would do when she returned to Yunlin Mountain.

This disciple is a real traitor to his master!

"How about you go to our Lingjing Sect? I promise you won't be bullied."

Huang Xinyan said with a little excitement.

Yue Qingling thought about it, and finally, he clapped his hands and said, "Now it seems that there is really nowhere to go, auntie, then I will go to Lingjing Sect with you.

Apart from anything else, the most important thing is to fix the flaws in this "Channu Immortal Method" first."

Yue Qingling's biggest task now is to find a quiet place and then plug the loophole.

So that he will not be helpless when he sees Leng Feiran in the future.