"[Fleeting Light and Shadow], coming and going like the wind, moving like a rabbit, is actually a Evasion Technique." Song Changsheng couldn't help but look surprised after reading the content recorded on Beast Skin.
Evasion Technique has always been a major shortcoming of his own. Thinking back to the time when he dealt with Earth Dragon, if it weren't for Evasion Technique's incompetence, how could he have let it escape the first time?
After he returned, he learned from the experience and planned to learn Evasion Technique to make up for this shortcoming. However, the most recorded in Lineage Scripture Repository were some footwork, which did not suit his wishes.
There are also some Evasion Technique, but they are not exquisite and can only be regarded as ordinary goods.
Song Changsheng is a person who is unwilling to give in, so he has not practiced. Until now, he finally got the exquisite Evasion Technique!
"Although it is Secret Art from Ancient Era, which is very different from today's, but it has the same goal but it does not matter.
After practicing this technique, it will be much easier to chase or rush in the future. "Song Changsheng looked at the Beast Skin in his hand with a smile that couldn't be concealed. This one hundred Spirit Stone was totally worth it!
Not to mention the previous one [Dark Nether Crystal Essence], let's just say that the Beast Skin that records [Fleeting Light and Shadow] is not an ordinary thing, but it was perfectly disguised before.
If Song Changsheng had not practiced [Insight Technique], there is a high probability that he would have misjudged it and regarded it as worthless junk.
If the old man knew that the value of these two tatters in his eyes was so high, would he vomit three liters of blood on the spot?
Song Changsheng put Beast Skin away and did not rush to practice. Calculating the time, Song Luhai and the others had almost completed their mission. They should be preparing to embark on the return journey in the next few days. Due to circumstances and reasons, he had to go on the journey.
Sure enough, Song Luhai found him early the next morning.
"Changsheng, I plan to leave today to return to Lineage. Please remember to pay attention to safety while you are here. Sunset City is no better than Ling Province. There are many capable people and strangers." Song Luhai looked at him and said seriously.
Song Changsheng nodded and said with a smile, "Twelfth Uncle Don't worry, my nephew must go back in good condition."
"Well, I can rest assured about your actions, but you have to remember that after Great City Lord's Birthday Banquet is over, you must go home as soon as possible and don't delay." Song Luhai said with a solemn expression.
Seeing his solemn expression, Song Changsheng had some vague guesses in his mind. "Is there something unexpected?"
Song Luhai stood with his hands behind his hands, frowning. "There are some rumors, but they haven't been confirmed yet, but judging from the City Lord's Mansion's actions during this period, it should be pretty close."
He turned around and looked at Song Changsheng, and said in a deep voice, "Demon Beast on the front line of Black Water Great Marsh and Thunderous Mountain has been moving constantly during this period. It is very likely that this is a sign of a large-scale move northward!"
Song Changsheng's pupils shrank, and he sighed quietly in his heart. It was similar to his previous guess, and it was indeed related to those Demon Beast.
He forced a smile and said, "You are worrying too much. How can a war be started so easily? I only have more than a year here, and you may not be able to encounter me. I will go back after participating in Birthday Banquet."
Song Luhai looked at Song Changsheng worriedly, hesitated several times, and finally sighed, "I hope so, I will leave first."
"I'll see you off."
Outside Sunset City, when Flying Boat disappeared from Song Changsheng's field of vision, he turned his head and took a deep look in the direction of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. There were rolling mountains, where tens of thousands of Demon Beast lived, which could be called Human Cultivator's restricted area.
He vaguely saw an invisible layer of Ferocious Baleful Qi gathering in that direction, which was frightening.
Recalling what Song Luhai said to him before leaving, Song Changsheng's mood gradually became heavy, Storm is Coming!
"Young Clan Head, the elders have gone far, let's go back." Song Qingluo followed his gaze and saw nothing but dark clouds as thick as lead.
Song Changsheng nodded and then returned to the grocery store.
As soon as he returned, he locked himself in the room and began to practice [Fleeting Light and Shadow]. He had a hunch in his heart that the war was not far away, and he would be involved in it. He must seize the time to improve his strength...
"Creak..."
The wooden door that had been closed for a long time was slowly pushed open from the inside, and the golden sunlight shone in, making Song Changsheng squint his eyes slightly.
He quickly adapted and took a slight step. The next moment, his figure appeared several feet away, startling the handyman who was cleaning the fallen leaves. The broom in his hand fell to the ground.
Song Changsheng showed him an apologetic smile, then took a few steps and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if he had never appeared.
The handyman rubbed his eyes and looked at the place where Song Changsheng was standing before. There was three parts confusion, three parts surprise and four parts disbelief in his eyes.
In the grocery store, Song Qingluo was resetting the messed up products on the counter. His eyes were blurred when a figure in a green shirt suddenly appeared in front of him. He was so frightened that he almost typed Fireball Technique.
"Young Clan Head?" Fortunately, he recognized the person in front of him in time and avoided tragedy.
"How's my speed?" Song Changsheng said with a smile.
"You just came and went without a trace. You shocked me just now." Song Qingluo complained dissatisfied.
"Hahaha, my speed can scare you and the enemy. [Fleeting Light and Shadow] deserves its reputation." Song Changsheng was very satisfied with Song Qingluo's reaction.
With his Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation level, although his speed is fast, it is not so fast that he can come and go without a trace. If he doesn't hide it deliberately, even Qi Condensation Cultivator can detect his existence.
But just now, he didn't hide his aura. Only when he saw Song Qingluo did he realize that the difference was self-evident.
If it is in a battle, it will definitely have an unexpected effect.
"How long have I been in seclusion?" Song Changsheng asked Song Qingluo while fiddling with an ornament on the counter.
"Twenty-eight days."
"It's been almost a month. Twelfth Uncle should have gone to Liuyun Market to switch defenses. I just don't know what happened to the two brothers Qingxi and Qingxing. They won't turn a deaf ear to my words." Song Changsheng suddenly appeared in his mind, two slightly immature faces, and murmured softly.
Outside Ling Province and Liuyun Market, a group of vicious people like Rogue Cultivator blocked the place where pedestrians must pass, sharpening their knives and committing murder and goods.
There are five of them in total, the one with the highest cultivation level is a Qi Condensation Great Perfection monk, and the others are all above Qi Condensation Stage, Mid-Phase, and their strength is very good.
And the targets they intercepted were two young monks, one male and one female. One of them was wearing a black robe, holding a simple long sword on his chest, with an indifferent expression.
The other person was wearing a long cyan dress, with a charming face, and looked at the other person with big eyes, innocent.
These two young monks were the Song Qingxing brothers who went down the mountain to practice. They went down the mountain to practice shortly after Song Changsheng left.
They first hunted Demon Beast in [Moon-Gazing Mountain Range] to practice their actual combat abilities, and then walked all the way to [Liuyun Mountain Range].
During this month and a half, they were fighting almost every day, including Demon Beast and Rogue Cultivator who had evil intentions, but without exception, they all became the dead souls of Song Qingxing.
This situation was not the first time they had encountered it. Song Qingxing didn't want to waste time with them. He looked at the leader Pockmarked Cultivator and coldly uttered one word. "Get out!"
Pockmarked Cultivator's face suddenly darkened, with murderous aura flowing around his body, he stared at him and said, "Boy, what did you say, say it again!"
His four men quietly surrounded the two of them, blocking all their escape routes, and looked at the two with ferocious smiles.
Song Qingxing was unmoved, just holding the sword and looking at him, without any awareness of being trapped.
Pockmarked Cultivator was a little angry. He waved the big stick in his hand and said coldly, "Boy, seeing that you are young, I intend to save your lives. Hand over Universe Bag obediently, otherwise your brains may explode!"
Regarding his threat, Song Qingxing just looked at it indifferently, as if he was looking at a clown.
Song Qingxi still looked innocent, as if he didn't understand what they were talking about, and actually played with his fingers in front of them out of boredom.
Pockmarked Cultivator's face became more and more gloomy, but for some reason, he had no intention of taking action.
A skinny Little Brother couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly said loudly, "Eldest Child, stop talking nonsense to these two brats, kill the man directly, and keep the woman to give the brothers a good time, wouldn't it be beautiful..."
Before he finished speaking, a bright sword light suddenly appeared, and the skinny monk's pupils suddenly dilated, and he stood motionless on the spot.
A few breaths later, a circle of blood marks appeared on his neck, with only a small amount of blood seeping out.
A breeze blew by, and the skinny monk's big head suddenly fell down. Pillars of warm blood rose into the sky, and then he fell to the ground with a dull sound.
The remaining four people were immediately stunned by this sudden change. They didn't even see who took action to end each other's life.
Pockmarked Cultivator was the first to react. He looked at the long sword that had been unsheathed for an inch in Song Qingxing's arms and said in shock and anger, "Is it you?"
The other three were awakened by his words, and they suddenly felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. They took out Magic Artifacts and looked at Song Qingxing nervously, as if the person standing in front of them was not a young man, but some kind of savage beast.
Song Qingxing looked at Pockmarked Cultivator with an indifferent expression, and said coldly, "You should be damned if you speak rudely."
Pockmarked Cultivator's face was ugly, and he was a bit stuck for a moment. Although the skinny monk only had the cultivation level of Qi Condensation Seventh Layer, even he couldn't kill the opponent so lightly, but the young man in front of him did it without even completely unsheathing his sword.
This undoubtedly shows that the opponent's strength is still higher than his. This is not a soft persimmon, but an iron plate!
Pockmarked Cultivator had the intention of quitting in his heart, but the other party killed one of his subordinates and still ran away in despair. How could he gain a foothold in this area in the future?
"Mad, no matter how powerful he is, there is only one person who is afraid of a ball!" Pockmarked Cultivator gritted his teeth, waved the big stick in his hand, and shouted angrily, "Kill them all!"
After saying that, he rushed towards Song Qingxing with a big stick in hand.
Seeing Eldest Child taking the lead in the charge, the other three people suddenly felt a little more courageous. They also shouted and rushed forward, their spiritual energy surging for a moment.
Song Qingxing stood on the spot, not only did not dodge, but instead said to Song Qingxi inexplicably, "They were the first to do it."
After saying that, he put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and his aura suddenly became fierce. His black and white eyes contained endless murderous intent, which was terrifying.
After discovering the changes in him, Pockmarked Cultivator's heart suddenly trembled, and he felt a little regretful, but there was no turning back when he opened his bow. Either you die or I die!
The attacks of several people came almost at the same time, with the sharpness of gold, the explosion of fire, and the thickness of earth...
"Qiang——"
Song Qingxing finally drew out the long sword, and the fierce Sword Qi burst out, and his momentum actually overwhelmed the four opponents.
He looked indifferent and swung the sword lightly. It looked slow, but in Pockmarked Cultivator's eyes it was extremely fast. He only felt a sharp pain, and the hand holding the big stick had been cut off at the wrist.
"Tsk"
The long-faced castration continued unabated, and after cutting off Pockmarked Cultivator's hand, he slashed it at another round-faced monk with a frightened face. He was only of Qi Condensation Seventh Layer cultivation, but he had no choice but to avoid this sword, and his head was cut off directly.
In the blink of an eye, one round passed, and one of the Pockmarked Cultivator side died and the other was seriously injured.
Pockmarked Cultivator became fierce at this time. His eyes were red, and he took out a scarlet Medicinal Pills and drank it, completely ignoring his bleeding forearm. The momentum around him instantly increased.
"Suffer death!"
Pockmarked Cultivator let out a long roar and rushed towards Song Qingxing again. The other two gritted their teeth and rushed forward.
Song Qingxing's feet, which were like roots, finally moved. He took half a step forward, firmly protecting Song Qingxi by his side. The Three-Foot Green Edge in his hand made a high-pitched Jian Ming, and Sword Qi was compelling.
"Tsk"
The sword in his hand was as fast as the wind, and every time he swung the sword, it brought up a series of afterimages. When one against three, he did not lose at all, but became more and more courageous as he fought!
"Ah——"
"No!"
Along with two screams, except for Pockmarked Cultivator, the other two Rogue Cultivator were all beheaded. Their death was miserable, just like Lingchi.
"You bastard, die!"
Pockmarked Cultivator had completely lost his mind. He held a big stick in his left hand and smashed Song Qingxing's head desperately.
After taking Medicinal Pills, which stimulates the body's potential, Pockmarked Cultivator's strength is already approaching the limit of Qi Condensation Cultivator. This stick is another angry blow, and even the Qi Condensation Great Perfection monks have to avoid the edge temporarily!
But Song Qingxing did not advance but retreated. Already known for his speed, he arrived in front of Pockmarked Cultivator in an instant. His face was calm, but his hands were ruthless as he inserted the long sword into the opponent's heart.
The fierce Sword Qi instantly crushed Pockmarked Cultivator's heart into powder.
Pockmarked Cultivator just froze, and the big stick he held high in his hand could not fall down.
"Lord chicken and dog."