Although the two were standing far apart, they were able to see clearly with the help of binoculars.
Li Xingkong's figure floated forward a short distance, like a bag being blown by the wind.
For a moment, the two of them wondered if they had seen something wrong.
" Brother Wu, was I seeing things just now?"
Tang Cheng gripped the binoculars tightly in his hand and swallowed hard.
I think so too.
Wu Ting also witnessed this scene, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
To see someone floating around in broad daylight—this must be possession. This ghost is so powerful, it's not even afraid of the bright sunlight.
"Should we head back today? Let's not go down."
Tang Cheng's legs were trembling slightly. After all, the current environment and scene looked like some kind of ghost or monster had been unearthed from an ancient tomb deep in the mountains.
"Okay, can you help me up?"
To be honest, Wu Ting was also a little hesitant to take the plunge.
"Is it still Brother Li? We just had dinner together a few days ago."
Although her legs were trembling and she was being timid, her eyes were still fixed on what was below. Who knew if she would turn around and find that the person was already right in front of her?
Watching too many horror movies has finally put their effects to the test.
Various terrifying images started flashing through my mind, scaring me.
"Look, there's new noise."
While Tang Cheng was scaring himself, Wu Ting calmed down. They had been here for so long; if it were really some kind of ghost, it would have discovered them long ago, instead of leaving them standing here.
Upon closer inspection, Li Xingkong stood at the edge of the reclaimed field, facing a barren field overgrown with weeds, and held a stick in his hand, seemingly out of nowhere.
The way they held the sword was just like when they were kids; they were very familiar with it, after all, who hasn't learned this posture?
Every man has the fantasy of wielding a sword and looking down upon the world.
Just as they were wondering what had gotten into Li Xingkong, Li Xingkong sword moved.
Standing at a distance, the two could see much more clearly than if they were looking up close.
They actually saw a Sword Qi emerge from that ordinary wooden stick, tracing a large Arc.
Wherever the Sword Qi passed, the weeds snapped and were swept up by the sword wind, as if being pushed. In the blink of an eye, the barren field, which was just full of weeds, was cleared out into a semi-circle.
Even someone with a keen eye for distance can clearly see that the radius of this semicircle is at least 50 meters.
"Holy crap!"
Tang Cheng had run out of words; he could only keep shouting two words.
"Holy shit!"
Wu Ting truly hadn't expected that the classmate who had been drinking and banging on the table with him just a few days ago was actually a Sword Immortal behind the scenes.
Li Xingkong didn't just swing his sword for no reason. While he was pondering, he discovered that the geometry he had learned in school many years ago was still somewhat helpful for Sword Qi, so he started to study it.
Previously, although he could unleash his Sword Qi, its shape was irregular; it was more like a winding, twisting thread of sword energy than Sword Qi.
This time, he combined the patterns he had figured out while solving geometry problems with adjustments to the spell's structure to create such a perfect arc of Sword Qi for the first time.
Perfect, both in terms of power and visual appeal, it truly resembles an arc drawn with a tool.
"Holy shit!"
Just as Li Xingkong was feeling quite pleased with his sword strike, he heard several noises coming from the hilltop.
Turning my head, I saw two people standing on the mountain.
"This is troublesome. Could they be hikers heading into the mountains?"
Li Xingkong sheathed his sword, and with a light leap, landed above his cave dwelling.
"If they're backpackers, then the only solution is to give them physical amnesia."
That's what Li Xingkong thought, but when he got to the mountainside, he saw that it was Wu Ting and Tang Cheng.
It turns out these two people came looking for him.
This is a bit awkward; he really feels bad about taking advantage of someone he knows.
"Holy crap, holy crap, Brother Li, you're a god!"
Seeing Li Xingkong fly up from the foot of the mountain, which was only a hundred meters high, in just a few seconds, the two of them didn't even have time to react before he was already in front of them.
Although Li Xingkong didn't use the Wind Riding Spell, but only borrowed force a few times during his ascents and descents, in Wu Ting and Tang Cheng's eyes, what difference was there between this and flying?
"Why didn't you two let me know you were coming? I could have prepared something to treat you."
Li Xingkong didn't mention his kung fu skills much, since everyone who saw him was his friend and there were no outsiders. As for his friends, he really had nothing to hide.
If it weren't for the difficulty in obtaining Spiritual Qi, he would have already considered bringing a few close friends into the sect as well.
After all, once you embark on the path of cultivation, your lifespan increases dramatically, and it's not good to watch your old friends grow old.
If this were a cultivation world that had existed for an unknown amount of time, it would be a good thing for ordinary people to never come into contact with cultivation in their entire lives. Severing ties with worldly affairs would also better protect them and themselves.
But now he's the only one in the world cultivating. If even this can't lead to immortality for everyone, then what's the point of cultivating?
Moreover, in Li Xingkong's view, there are two ways to sever ties with the world.
One view is the same as the common belief: a person embarks on a spiritual path, severing all worldly ties.
Another option is to bring together all those with whom you have a connection to cultivate immortality. If everyone you know is a cultivator, then there's no worldly ties between you, right?
LOL, it just goes to show that you shouldn't be so narrow-minded; there's always a way to overcome difficulties.
"Holy crap, when the hell did you become a god?"
Looking at the person in front of him and listening to his speech and actions, Wu Ting finally confirmed that this was Li Xingkong. He breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer so afraid when he spoke.
"What kind of deity? I've only just begun my cultivation."
Li Xingkong smiled. Indeed, he had just begun his Qi Refining; he was only at the Qi Refining stage.
"Damn, no wonder you don't look for a job or care about making money. So this is what you've come up with."
Wu Ting thought of Li Xingkong, who had been staying at home since graduation, not working or doing anything. He had originally thought that Li Xingkong was planning to live off his parents, but it turned out that the kid had been secretly doing all this.
"You didn't ask, did you? If you had asked, you would have told me already."
"Let's go, I'll take you down."
Since he'd already been seen, he decided to stop pretending. Li Xingkong threw down the stick in his hand and stretched out both hands.
Wu Ting reached out and grabbed one, but Tang Cheng didn't reach out first. He ran a few steps and picked up the stick that Li Xingkong had thrown away.
What's the point of having a broken stick?
Li Xingkong was a little confused; these sticks weren't everywhere.
"Holy crap, this is the Sword Immortal's first sword! Its value... when you ascend to immortality, this will be a divine artifact!"
Tang Yi stuffed the stick into his bag, making sure it was firmly inside, before finally grasping Li Xingkong's other hand.
"Damn it, you beat me to it."
Wu Ting belatedly realized that, now that he had said that, this thing was indeed different.
"Ready? Go."
Li Xingkong like he was leading two children; it didn't affect him at all.
With a powerful push from his feet, he shot into the air like a cannonball, leaping 40-50 meters into the air. The height and the rushing wind from the rapid ascent silenced the two people who wanted to scream.
After reaching the highest point, the three figures began to fall rapidly. Just as they were about to crash to the ground, Li Xingkong Wind Riding Spell, and the three of them seemed to be supported by something, slowly landing on the ground.
Not a speck of dust was stirred up.
"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, bro, I want to learn this!!"