Feng Qingling's eyebrows were as beautiful as a painting, and the scale armor on her body was exquisite and sexy. Her shoulders, chest, legs, and many other parts of her body revealed her snow white skin. There were even a few fluttering golden-red tail feathers on her armor skirt, and she wore a golden phoenix coronet on her head. She looked dignified and noble, like a princess attending a banquet.
The fierce battle just now had made her hair a little messy, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. Her posture was a little awkward.
After noticing that it was Gao Zhengyang, Feng Qingling's face became even more vigilant. The arrogance and nobility she had when she was looking down on Gao Zhengyang had disappeared without a trace.
Gao Zhengyang quite liked Feng Qingling's current wretched appearance. It was very real and also very lively.
Feng Qingling felt a little weak from being stared at, and her face could not help but darken, "What do you want?"
"It's okay, it's okay."
Gao Zhengyang said enthusiastically, "I just want to help …"
Without waiting for Feng Qingling to speak, Gao Zhengyang waved his hand again and said, "We're all friends, helping is something I should do. You don't have to thank me. "
Feng Qingling felt a little helpless. This man's skin was really quite thick. Even Yun Yan seemed to be far inferior. However, the other party was unfathomable and did not do anything excessive, so it was not good for her to turn against him.
She said indifferently, "Thank you for your kindness."
Gao Zhengyang said heartily, "I already said you don't have to thank me, you're treating me like an outsider. Hahaha … "
Feng Qingling didn't want to have anything to do with Gao Zhengyang, and the fact that he was sticking to her like a close friend made her even more disgusted. She said, "I'm going to meet up with my companions. Goodbye."
"The Bright Moon Sword Palace's nomological restrictions are very powerful. Can Miss Feng contact her companions?"
Gao Zhengyang's face was full of sincerity as he said, "There are also demonic beasts running amok here, and danger lurks everywhere. We should travel together so that I can take care of you. "
Feng Qing Ling frowned, "Thank you, but I really don't need anyone to take care of me."
"Are you worried that I am harboring ill intentions?" Gao Zhengyang asked, somewhat displeased.
"Not yet."
Feng Qingling was worried about Gao Zhengyang, but she couldn't say it out loud. She evaded, "I just don't like to travel with others. Especially someone I'm not familiar with. "
Gao Zhengyang lectured like an old man, "You're still young and have no experience in adventuring. In such a dangerous place, someone had to look out for each other. You can't be too confident. "
Feng Qingling was speechless. No matter how young she was, she had lived for thousands of years. Gao Zhengyang's lifespan was not even a fraction of hers, yet he still had the nerve to lecture her.
She didn't want to be entangled with Gao Zhengyang, so she firmly said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to be your companion. Please don't come near me to avoid any misunderstandings. "
Faced with Feng Qingling's cold and resolute refusal, Gao Zhengyang laughed instead, "Miss Feng, you think too much."
Feng Qingling didn't want to become enemies with Gao Zhengyang either, so her expression softened a little as she said, "Perhaps I was too nervous, I hope you won't take offense."
"Not at all," Gao Zhengyang said with a smile.
Feng Qingling couldn't figure out Gao Zhengyang, and didn't want to waste any more time scheming with him. She waved her hands at Gao Zhengyang, "Then I'll make a move first."
Feng Qingling activated the Spirit Phoenix Flying Feather Armor, and her body floated up into the sky. A few long tail feathers trailed behind, emitting golden-red flames that flickered in the air.
Gao Zhengyang couldn't help but admit that Feng Qingling was indeed beautiful. This armor should be an eleventh-tier divine tool, and she did have the capital to be arrogant.
But the more she was like this, the more interested Gao Zhengyang became. He brushed his cloak, and followed behind Feng Qingling unhurriedly.
Feng Qingling flew for tens of miles, and Gao Zhengyang was still following behind. She felt a headache coming on. She knew that Gao Zhengyang was thick-skinned and eloquent, so it would be useless no matter what she said.
She might as well activate the Spirit Phoenix Flying Feather Armor with all her might, and instantly flew far away, leaving behind only two long golden-red flame ribbons that fluttered in the air.
Feng Qingling forcefully withstood the void sword intent's restriction, and in one breath, she flew for hundreds of miles before stopping.
The moonlight formed by the Bright Moon sword intent was like layers upon layers of light muslin. The faster she flew, the greater the pressure she had to bear. Feng Qingling had flown so far, and was almost at her limit.
In order to shake off Gao Zhengyang's pestering, Feng Qingling was going all out. Flying at top speed was even more tiring than fighting with two demonic beasts.
But, it was worth it to shake off Gao Zhengyang.
Feng Qingling had just heaved a sigh of relief, when she suddenly felt a sense of danger. Turning back, she discovered that Gao Zhengyang had unknowingly arrived not far behind her.
Under the bright silver moonlight, Gao Zhengyang's dark golden armor flashed with a deep golden radiance, majestic and profound, gorgeous and cold. The long Blood God Flag fluttered behind him, like a blood-stained war flag.
Gao Zhengyang's expression was natural, as if he had met an acquaintance on the road, calm and somewhat close.
But Feng Qingling's entire body was cold, and her heart kept sinking. Qing Luan had emphasized how terrifying Gao Zhengyang was, but she had only listened to it. Personally experiencing the other party's unfathomable power, she was truly somewhat afraid.
Moreover, there was no one here. If Gao Zhengyang really wanted to do something, Feng Qingling had no confidence that she could escape from his hands. The more she thought, the more shocked and afraid she became, and the more vigilant and cold her eyes became.
"Why did you stop?"
Gao Zhengyang seemed to be somewhat puzzled, and said, "Another few hundred miles and we will be able to leave this bamboo forest."
Feng Qingling was about to speak, when Gao Zhengyang suddenly shouted, "Be careful!"
Four green silhouettes flew into the sky from the bamboo forest. The longswords in the four people's hands slashed at Feng Qingling from four directions.
The longswords in their hands slashed at Feng Qingling from all directions. The longswords that looked like water were ruthless and swift.
Under the full moon, sword qi crisscrossed.
Actually, even without Gao Zhengyang's shout, Feng Qingling had also sensed the danger. She was secretly hating in her heart. If she had not been distracted by Gao Zhengyang, how would she have been surrounded by four swordsmen?
It was too late to retreat now. Helplessly, she bent her fingers to form a seal, and a scarlet flame instantly flourished, wrapping Feng Qingling within it.
The four longswords crisscrossed and slashed at the flame, but were unable to harm Feng Qingling, who had turned solid into incorporeal. Instead, the tip of the sword was tainted with Pure Yang True Fire.
The longswords quickly bent and melted, and in the blink of an eye, turned into a ball of raging flames.
The swordsmen were also shocked, and hurriedly threw away the longswords in their hands. But when they opened their hands, another longsword appeared amidst the flickering green light.
Only now, did Feng Qingling see the appearance of these people clearly.
These swordsmen's bodies were all strung together with bamboo joints, including their heads. Their eyes were two black holes, and their mouths were drawn in an arc. Standing in the air, they looked like dolls casually made by children, crude and simple.
But the cultivation of these bamboo puppet swordsmen were all at the ninth level. The longswords in their hands were formed from sword qi, and the sword tips were at least ten feet long. The long and slender sword tips were extremely sharp.
The four bamboo puppet swordsmen looked sluggish and crude, but their sword moves were strict and meticulous.
The flame slowly dissipated, revealing Feng Qingling within. A pair of gold and red dual swords had appeared in her hands, and it was her Natal Divine Sword: Pure Yang Sword.
Feng Qingling had displayed exceptional talent in swordsmanship since she was young, and in the end, she relied on her comprehension of swordsmanship to become a Sword Saint.
Previously, she was just used to hiding her strength, and used spells to deal with the enemy.
Being surrounded by four powerful swordsmen, it would be dangerous to hide her strength. With Gao Zhengyang at the side, Feng Qingling could only take out her strongest move.
With the dual swords in her hands, Feng Qingling's aura changed. The sword intent between her brows soared, and there was no longer any fear or hesitation in her eyes.
"A little interesting …"
Gao Zhengyang clicked his tongue in admiration, and then clapped his hands vigorously: "Go, Miss Feng, I have faith in you!"
Feng Qingling held the dual swords in her hands, and her Sword Heart was clear, completely ignoring Gao Zhengyang. She gave a low shout, and the dual swords pierced towards the swordsman in front of her.
The opponent's longsword pierced horizontally, and the sword tip pierced towards Feng Qingling's chest. The other three swordsmen also attacked at the same time, either piercing the back of the head, the calf, or the ribs. The four of them attacked as though they were one, and their sword formation was extremely coordinated.
Feng Qingling did not forcefully resist, and with a block with her left sword, she rushed past the longsword piercing her chest. She instantly sped up, and her movements were abnormally exquisite. With a flash, she appeared in front of the swordsman, and with a diagonal slash with her right sword, she cut the bamboo joint connected to the body.
With a successful strike, Feng Qingling shifted horizontally, and appeared beside another swordsman.
Her dual swords slashed continuously, moving back and forth, as light as a feather, and as nimble as a stream of light. As she flew, she had already killed the other three swordsmen.
The bodies of the four swordsmen that were killed turned into charcoal, and the broken pieces scattered all over the sky, not even their bones remained.
"Clang!"
With a crisp sound, Feng Qingling sheathed her dual swords into the scabbards on her back. In the dangerous Bright Moon Sword Palace, she preferred to carry her dual swords on her back.
Feng Qingling stared coldly at Gao Zhengyang, and said, "It's not enough that you're chasing me, but you're not helping me even when I'm in danger. What exactly is the meaning of this?"
"I really want to help too. But you've already said that I don't need to take care of you, and you don't want me to get close to avoid any misunderstandings. "
Gao Zhengyang sighed, implying that he was also very helpless.
Feng Qingling was about to die from anger, but it was not good for her to flare up. She could only forcefully suppress her anger and ask, "If you're so obedient, why are you still following me?"
Gao Zhengyang was very innocent, and pointed at the towering palace in front of them, and said, "I'm not following you, I'm also going there …"
He paused, and then said, "If you're afraid of going the same way as me, then go in another direction. I guarantee that you won't meet me again! "
Feng Qingling naturally could not change directions, and the Taiji Sword Palace's treasures could not be hidden in the bamboo forest. Only in the palace could she find secret manuals, swords, and treasures.
She frowned, and said, "Then you go first, I'm going to rest for a while."
Gao Zhengyang nodded, "That's fine, I'll go first."
He thought for a moment, and then said, "I still have to give you a piece of advice, you'd better come with me."
Feng Qingling shook her head very resolutely, "Not interested."
"Alright, don't worry about me not reminding you. Those Green Bamboo Swordsmen are gathering in this direction … "
Gao Zhengyang said with a face full of admiration, "Your courage to face challenges, I really admire it."
As he spoke, Gao Zhengyang waved his hand, and with a wave of the Blood God Flag, he sped forward.
Feng Qingling laughed coldly, she was not afraid of Gao Zhengyang scaring her. But she immediately felt that something was wrong, and green figures rushed out of the bamboo forest one after another.
With a glance, there were at least dozens of Green Bamboo Swordsmen.
Feng Qingling did not dare to stay any longer, and hurriedly activated the Spirit Phoenix Feather Armor to fly forward. In a few breaths' time, she caught up to Gao Zhengyang.
"Sigh, didn't you want to rest …"
Gao Zhengyang said with a smile that was not a smile, "You've rested so quickly?"
Feng Qingling was so angry that she could not speak. She only wanted to increase her speed and shake off Gao Zhengyang. But even if she risked her life, she could only barely keep up with Gao Zhengyang. Wanting to shake off the other party was just a dream.
Gao Zhengyang pretended to sigh, "We are still fated, I'm a step ahead, but I still managed to meet you."
He thought for a moment, and then said, "I'm not in a hurry, if you're in a hurry, you can go first."
Feng Qingling was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, but she could not shake off Gao Zhengyang, nor could she slow down, so she could only keep a cold face and not say a word.
The two of them flew side by side, and along the way, Gao Zhengyang talked non-stop.
Only when they flew out of the towering palace did Gao Zhengyang shut his mouth.
From afar, this palace was towering, majestic, and luxurious.
But when they got closer, they discovered that this golden palace was covered in dust, and many parts had collapsed, and it was abnormally broken and desolate.
Gao Zhengyang estimated that this towering palace was at least tens of thousands of zhang tall, and had tens of thousands of floors. Each floor was further divided into countless rooms.
This was just one of the tens of thousands of palaces in the Bright Moon Sword Palace. From this, it could be seen how glorious and powerful the Bright Moon Sword Palace was in the past.
But now, all that was left was a ruined palace, silent and desolate, with no signs of human life. Only demonic beasts and monsters ran amok.
Gao Zhengyang witnessed this scene, and could not help but sigh, "Not seeing the ancients before, not seeing the future, thinking of the world, tears flow down my face."
Feng Qingling glanced at Gao Zhengyang, she did not expect this uncouth and shameless fellow to be able to compose poems. This poem had a profound artistic conception, and spoke of the desolation of the ages, giving it a unique feeling. He wasn't just making things up.
But a poem was unable to change Feng Qingling's view of Gao Zhengyang. She said, "This palace has tens of thousands of rooms, let's split up and search. I'll go up and you go down, or I'll go down and you go up … "
Gao Zhengyang smiled a little bashfully, "I'm fine with any position …"
Feng Qingling had lived for thousands of years, but she was still a young girl in her bones, and could not be compared to an old driver. Unknowingly, she got on the old driver's car, and was still a little dazed.
She was smart, and after thinking for a while, she roughly understood Gao Zhengyang's meaning. She was both embarrassed and angry, and wanted nothing more than to slash this fellow with her sword.
Feng Qingling's face turned slightly red, and she could not help but roll her eyes at Gao Zhengyang.
That slight anger and slight annoyance made her look even more charming and flirtatious.
Gao Zhengyang teased Feng Qingling for a long time, and it was just for fun. But now, he suddenly felt that this little girl was actually quite beautiful, and she was quite good at sleeping.
"I'm going up, don't follow me."
Feng Qingling was a little flustered by Gao Zhengyang's stare, afraid that his bestial nature would erupt, so she threw down that sentence and hurriedly flew away.
Gao Zhengyang watched as Feng Qingling's figure disappeared, and then chuckled, "Quite black-bellied!"
He was in no hurry to chase after Feng Qingling. Girls could be picked up at any time, but treasures were not available at all times.
Coming to the Bright Moon Sword Palace, treasures were still more important.
Feng Qingling's suggestion was actually quite reasonable. Such a huge palace, they should search separately. But, with the standards of the palace, experts would definitely live on the highest level.
Feng Qingling was a saint level expert after all, and would not blush so easily. She was just using a honey trap to force Gao Zhengyang into a bowl of bewitching soup.
It was all a trick, but she met an experienced driver.
Gao Zhengyang did not fight with Feng Qingling because he knew that it would be difficult to deal with the higher-ups.
This was the Bright Moon Sword Palace, and according to the classification of ranks, the Bright Moon Sword Master was at least rank 13. If there was really something good, it would not be easily obtained by a saint level expert.
Moreover, although the Bright Moon Sword Palace did not have a master, there were many demonic beasts and monsters running amok, and danger lurked everywhere.
Like those green bamboo swordsmen just now, it was clear that they were nourished by the spiritual green bamboo and sword intent day and night, and finally mutated into that kind of monster. Who knew how many similar demonic beasts and monsters there were.
Feng Qingling's consciousness was suppressed by the Bright Moon Sword Intent, and she could not sense the situation in the palace.
But Gao Zhengyang was different. His telepathy was different from consciousness, and he did not need to rely on vital energy to sense the consciousness of sentient beings.
In his senses, there were many strong sentient beings in this grand palace. This also meant that these beings were all extraordinarily intelligent, and thus they could develop their own emotions.
There were also a few strong and resolute souls here, and even Gao Zhengyang was somewhat fearful.
Feng Qingling wanted to be the vanguard, so he let her be.
Gao Zhengyang was not in a hurry to follow, and instead casually walked around the great hall at the lowest level, sizing it up.
The great hall at the lowest level was also extremely spacious, and the central hall was several hundred zhang tall. The golden dome was carved with dragons, phoenixes, qilins, and many other divine beasts. At the very center was a white-robed sword immortal with a bright moon hanging above his head.
Without a doubt, this was definitely the Bright Moon Sword Master.
The dome of the great hall had actually been eroded by time, and the face of the Bright Moon Sword Master was also blurred, but that vast and boundless cold sword intent still did not dissipate. It also caused the Bright Moon Sword Master to have a godly will.
Gao Zhengyang then walked around the other rooms in the side hall. Most of the items inside had already been reduced to dust, and only the walls and beams had not collapsed and rotted under the support of the spirit formation.
A few hundred thousand years was really too long. Only the spirit formation that could absorb vital energy, and under the control of the powerful laws of space, barely managed to maintain the integrity of the great hall.
As the eras rotated, all of space was greatly affected. In less than a few thousand years, not to mention these buildings, even this space would completely collapse.
Gao Zhengyang walked around and returned to the great hall. The Bright Moon Sword Master carved on the dome made him faintly feel a trace of sword intent.
He was sure that this sword intent was left behind by the Bright Moon Sword Master. With his status, it was impossible for him to casually leave his inheritance outside.
According to Gao Zhengyang's guess, the first level of the great hall at the bottom should be used to receive the envoys and guests who came to pay respects to the sword master.
That was why it was built so grandly. The sword intent on the dome should be used to deter the guests.
After being purified by the river of time for a few hundred thousand years, this sword intent was only left with the purest and most core essence.
Only such a pure sword intent could remain immortal in the river of time.
Gao Zhengyang's talent in Sword Dao was not very strong, and he was not even as good as Ao Zhen.
Ao Zhen might be a sorcerer, but her thoughts and actions were the same, and she had the mentality of a swordsman. That was why Ao Zhen was especially interested in the Taiji Sword Palace.
Ao Zhen also needed an opportunity to transform and sublimate, to truly unify her internal and external strength.
Gao Zhengyang's temperament was not very suitable for Sword Dao, but he was skilled in martial arts, had a wide range of knowledge, and had extraordinary comprehension of martial arts.
He did not practice the Flying Deity Sword and the Limitless Sword Manual for nothing. He was just lacking in terms of purity, and could not be a true swordsman.
When it came to comprehending sword techniques, he was not bad.
Just as Gao Zhengyang was comprehending to the extreme, two people suddenly walked into the great hall.
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