Deduct 1 for merit. I am really not a child of luck.

Chapter 192: Ancient ruins reappear! An unexpected reunion! (Subscribe)

"Lin Mo? Is that the Lin Mo who won 150 consecutive victories on the sword fighting stage?"

Someone in the crowd recognized the name immediately.

Qingshan Zong Lin Mo, this name spread throughout the entire Qinzhou Sword Arena in just over a month.

Even some inner sect disciples knew about this rising prodigy of the Qingshan Sect.

"He's coming too? Oh, I almost forgot, he and Chu Wange seem to be a couple, right?"

Someone remembered the rumors on the Internet.

The leading man in white frowned slightly and said:

"If I remember correctly, this Junior Brother Lin Mo has only been a disciple for a short time, right?"

Feng Geng nodded: "I have been here for less than two months."

The man in white said proudly:
"In that case, I don't think there's any need to wait for him."

The white-robed disciples behind him also said:
"Yes, at best, he is only in the early stage of foundation building. Even if his combat power is good, it is only at the level of the middle stage of foundation building."

"Brother Feng, is there anyone among us who is below the middle stage of foundation building? One more or one less will make no difference."

"That's right. What's more, we have Senior Brother Zheng in charge. Now that you are at the top of the Liangyu Ranking, what do you have to worry about?"

"..."

The disciples talked to each other one by one, and did not take Lin Mo, who was in the early stage of foundation building, seriously.

Feng Geng fell into deep thought.

Originally, taking Chu Wange to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords was supposed to be a foolproof and sure thing.

Who would have thought that a low-level map like the eleventh floor would actually reveal a hidden map of ancient ruins.

Chu Wange was directly sucked into the ruins, and even he didn't have time to rescue her. All the messages like Feixun fell into the sea and received no response.

In addition, the ancient ruins restrict the level of cultivation and only allow cultivators in the foundation-building stage to enter.

Therefore, he could only send a temporary message to ask Lin Mo to go there quickly, and also notify Yan Nanfeng.

But at this time, he happened to meet Xicheng Shaosheng from the Taoist Academy, who was training his junior brother Zheng Yulong and the sword servants in the sect.

Xicheng Shaosheng is a cultivator of almost the same period as him, and is a Jindan sword cultivator in the Taoist Academy.

Zheng Yulong was the top scorer on the Immortal List two years ago. He had once gone down to the mortal world to recruit students and had met him several times.

It’s a pity that she was snatched away by the admissions teacher of the Taoist Academy and had no chance to join the Qingshan Sect.

Otherwise, the other party might be Chu Wange’s senior brother or his junior brother.

As a prodigy on the Liangyu List, Zheng Yulong is undoubtedly the most outstanding disciple on the Qinzhou Immortal List in the past ten years.

If nothing unexpected happens, he should be able to take the top spot in the foundation-building stage of next year's Taoist Academy competition.

In fact, he was just one step away in March this year.

As for today's newcomers Lin Mo and Chu Wange, although they have already made their mark, they still need time and more achievements to prove themselves.

Xicheng Shaosheng, dressed in white, said:

"Brother Feng, please don't hesitate. Junior Sister Chu's safety is still uncertain. The sooner we enter the ruins, the more hope we will have."

After Feng Geng thought for a moment, he finally said, "Okay, that's troublesome."

Xicheng Shaosheng smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. Discovering ancient ruins is a good thing in itself. However, new ruins are often full of dangers. Junior Sister Chu has little experience and her cultivation is still shallow, so it will be difficult for her to deal with them."

Feng Geng nodded. It was for this reason that he asked the other party for help.

In fact, to be honest, this ancient relic should be Chu Wange's opportunity.

The son of heavenly luck truly lives up to his reputation.

It was only the second time that he entered the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords that the ancient ruins were triggered.

It is both a blessing and a curse.

He had a hunch that this ancient relic was not simple and Chu Wange might really be in danger.

Xicheng Shaosheng said to Zheng Yulong:
"Yulong, all matters in the ruins will be left to you to handle. Remember! No matter what, you must bring Junior Sister Chu out safely!"

Zheng Yulong cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Xicheng, Senior Brother Feng, I will definitely fulfill my mission!"

After saying that, he led a dozen sword servants from the Wendao Academy towards the stone pillar gate that looked like it was about to weather.

"Shh!"

The teleportation light flashed, and the group disappeared from Feng Geng and Zheng Yulong's sight in the blink of an eye.

Feng Geng narrowed his eyes slightly. It was this hidden teleportation entrance that prevented him from noticing it.

Xicheng Shaosheng patted his shoulder, raised a smile and said:
"Brother Feng, there's no need to be so anxious. Yulong is a pure swordsman from my Taoist Academy, known as the most talented person in Qinzhou in the past ten years. Do you still not believe him?"

There was a hint of gloating in his tone, not because he was happy to see Chu Wange in danger, but simply because he rarely saw Feng Geng "suffer a setback".

Xicheng Shaosheng and Feng Geng are both pure sword cultivators who ascended to the immortal realm one after another.

Both of them are the top scorers on the Immortal List, but after ascending to heaven, his ranking on the Liangyu List has always been suppressed by the other party.

Even after being promoted to the Hidden Dragon List, this phenomenon continued.

Whenever he met Feng Geng in the annual Taoist competition, he would be defeated without a doubt.

Now in Qinzhou Taoist Temple, whenever Feng Geng is mentioned, he will inevitably be mentioned as well.

But when talking about Feng Geng, all the people use words of praise like "a genius swordsman", "hopeful to compete for the top spot on the next generation Hidden Dragon List", "a pure swordsman rarely seen in a century", "..." and so on.

But when people mention him, they say: “The one who lost to Feng Geng”, “The one who was in the same period as Feng Geng”, “…” and so on.

I never thought that there would be a day when you would ask me for help!
Xicheng Shaosheng felt a little proud.

The next second, Feng Geng said, "No."

He was stunned: "What? What's wrong?"

Feng Geng said calmly: "Zheng Yulong is not the number one in the past ten years, but Junior Sister Chu is."

When Xicheng Shaosheng heard this, he became anxious.

You've suppressed me for so many years, and your junior sister wants to suppress my junior brother! ?
Why! ?

He was about to refute, but he saw Feng Geng think for a moment and then said:

"The second place goes to Lin Mo, and as for Zheng Yulong... he has a chance to fight for third place." Damn, he didn't even get first place, and now he can't even get second place! ?
And we have to strive for the third place. Do you think this is human language?

Xicheng Shaosheng was very dissatisfied:

"Brother Feng, what you said is probably biased. Even if Junior Sister Chu is extremely talented, she still needs time to prove herself. But Yulong is already number one on the Good Jade Ranking!"

One is just a rookie, the other is at the top of the list, the difference is obvious!
In Xicheng Shaosheng's opinion, even if Chu Wange wanted to compete with Zheng Yulong, he would need to enter the Jindan stage before he would have a chance.

Facing his words, Feng Geng said:
"Who hasn't won first place on the Liangyu Ranking?"

Feng Geng spoke in a natural tone, as if being number one on the list was not a big deal.

Xicheng Shaosheng's expression froze, and some unbearable memories suddenly flooded into his mind.

He was one year earlier than Feng Geng, but when he entered the Lingxu Realm, the top spot on the Liangyu list was occupied by a senior brother from the Taoist Academy.

When his cultivation level improved, he was overtaken by Feng Geng, who came later and took the top spot on the Liangyu list.

Until he was promoted to the Jindan stage, he had always been ranked second on the Liangyu list and had never received any settlement rewards from being the top of the list.

This is also something that has always bothered him.

Xicheng Shaosheng gritted his teeth and said, "Being the top of the Liangyu list is indeed nothing, but Junior Brother Zheng is extremely talented, and there is no way he needs to compete with others for the third place."

Feng Geng glanced at him and said:
"Let's not talk about Chu Wange and Lin Mo. This time, Chen Xuanzhi has a super spiritual root, Feng Ji has a mutant thunder spiritual root, and there is also an innate ancient saint body..."

"Each of them has the same qualifications as Zheng Yulong. If he were in this class, where would he rank?"

It is true that pure sword cultivators have the strongest killing power among their peers, but in terms of aptitude, it does not mean that as long as they have sword spiritual roots, they will be able to surpass cultivators of other professions.

Monks of different professions have different focuses.

Killing power is not the only condition that determines future achievements.

Super spiritual roots, mutated thunder spiritual roots, and innate ancient holy bodies, to be honest, these people are indeed no worse than sword spiritual roots.

Even super spiritual roots and ancient holy bodies are rarer than sword spiritual roots.

Xicheng Shaosheng was really thinking in his mind, if his junior brother was from the same class as these little monsters, who could he defeat in the Immortal List?

The answer is very pessimistic.

The Heavenly Dao Immortal Test is not a test that simply tests killing power.

Relatively speaking, more emphasis is placed on qualifications and opportunities.

Sword spirit roots have advantages for ordinary cultivators, but they have no advantages for these people.

In addition, my junior brother is not a man of luck, so it is hard to say whether he can be ranked among the top five in the end.

Xicheng Shaosheng looked at Feng Geng and cursed in his heart:
Damn it! I got tricked by this guy again!
But after a moment, he felt a little proud again.

No matter how good you are at talking back at people, I was the one who helped Chu Wange when she got into trouble this time, right?
As long as Junior Brother Zheng can rescue the people safely, you will owe me a favor from now on and will always keep your head down in front of me. Let’s see if you can still pretend to be cool!
Just as he was complaining in his heart, Feng Geng suddenly said to him:
"Oh, by the way, I need your help!"

Xicheng Shaosheng's eyes lit up: "Haha, Brother Feng, you say, as long as I can do it, I will definitely agree!"

Haha, you can’t help it!

Feng Geng looked at him and said, "Don't call me that from now on."

"Ah? What do you mean?" Xicheng Shaosheng was stunned.

Feng Geng said calmly: "Just call me Feng Geng, don't call me Brother Feng."

"why?"

"Not nice."

Xicheng Shaosheng thought about it and suddenly understood, so he lowered his head and remained silent for a while:
"..."

……

……

"Dududu~!"

The fairy boat's whistle sounded.

After hearing the sound, Lin Mo looked towards the ferry where the fairy boat was docked.

Looking down from a high altitude, one can see a deep crack like a crater in a valley surrounded by mist, and underneath it seems there is an endless abyss.

This abyssal place is both a natural formation and the entrance to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords.

Rumor has it that this is the remains of an ancient sword immortal, and it contains countless sword techniques and sword skills inheritance. Now most of the sword cultivation inheritance in Qinzhou comes from here.

At the same time, it is also a training place for Qinzhou sword practitioners and sword servants.

Even the deans of the Daoist Academy and the Qingshan Sect's Sword Academy have been exploring and sharpening their swords deep in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords all year round in order to achieve a higher and faster level of swordsmanship.

In addition, a small number of Dharma practitioners will also come here because of its reputation, just like Lin Mo today.

Even if Chu Wange was not in danger, he would still exchange for the qualification to train and enter the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords to seek gold-based spiritual objects.

Lin Mo got off the boat at the ferry under the guidance of the Xianzhou staff.

Just as he walked down, he found a group of people coming down from another fairy boat in a noisy manner.

At first glance, this group of people are almost all young girls.

They are dressed gorgeously, just like flowers blooming in spring, each with its own charm, competing for beauty and attracting attention.

Many passengers on the fairy boat kept their eyes on them until they got off the boat, but then they looked away.

"This is... a female cultivator from Baihua Valley!?"

Lin Mo looked at him curiously.

Most of the attire for disciples in Taoist temples is regulated.

Apart from the female cultivators in Baihua Valley, he couldn't think of any other Taoist temple that would be so open-minded as to dress up so gorgeously.

"What are these people from Baihua Valley doing in Wanjian Tomb? Are they here to gain experience as well?"

Lin Mo was curious.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a short and strong figure flashing among the group of female cultivators, and he subconsciously shouted:

"Dragon!?"

The figure turned his head sharply after hearing the voice. His dark and familiar face was startled at first, then delighted:
“Brother Lin!!”

(End of this chapter)