Chapter 43: Conversation in the Deep Night

The moment Miss Lu revealed her divine sword, Lin Xing was already about to leave.

Looking at Xiaofan's lonely figure, Lin Xing felt heart - broken. If he were to be severely struck by the thunder, Lin Xing was really worried that he would feel sympathy for the child's fate and eventually get himself involved.

One should know that time - travelers are supposed to compete with the protagonist for fortune. Although Lin Xing didn't really know if there was such a thing as fortune, it was better to be cautious.

But just as Lin Xing was about to leave, he stopped abruptly!

That was!!

The huge thunderbolt fell from the nine heavens, and the dazzling light filled the entire square! Lin Xing's eyes felt a strange attraction and he couldn't help but step forward.

"Junior Brother, don't worry. With the elders here, that Zhang Xiaofan won't be in danger!" A senior brother, obviously misunderstanding Lin Xing, patiently tried to console him.

"I just can't bear to see it," Lin Xing said, taking the opportunity. He secretly circulated his Daoist magic to suppress the impulse of his Sharingan.

That thunderbolt actually had an attraction for his Sharingan!

Could it be related to the Mangekyo Sharingan!?

Lin Xing was both delighted and regretful!

He was delighted because there was hope for the awakening of the "Zhen" trigram! But damn it, why was he so lacking in ambition! If he had learned the Divine Sword Control Thunder True Formula earlier, perhaps the "Zhen" trigram would have been awakened by now!

"Zhen" represents thunder, and "Kan" represents water. Moreover, objects in contact with water can conduct electricity! The "Zhen" and "Kan" trigrams are a great pair!

But why didn't the Lightning Release in the Naruto world have such an effect?

Lin Xing thought about it and came up with three possible reasons.

First, the energy level was not high enough.

Second, the awakening of the eight trigrams must be guided by pure natural forces.

Third, the awakening of the eight trigrams should use the corresponding Taoist power rather than foreign ninja power.

Which one was it? If he could figure this out, he would have a clue about the remaining trigrams!

The thunder light on the arena gradually dissipated. Tian Buyi had rushed up. With a flash of fire, Fatty Tian took his disciple back to Big Bamboo Peak.

Lu Xueqi's face was deathly pale. Supported by several disciples, she also walked away slowly.

Tomorrow would be the final showdown!

However, Lin Xing was clearly distracted...

At night, Tongtian Peak was peaceful and serene. Perhaps to be well - rested for watching the final match tomorrow, the disciples all went to bed early.

However, Lin Xing was once again the exception.

Quietly climbing over the wall, Lin Xing made a quick move and entered the brightly lit house.

What came into view was an antique - style desk and a hale and hearty middle - aged man.

This man was Cangsong.

Cangsong put down the scroll in his hand, and a smile bloomed on his serious face: "My disciple, why aren't you resting well at this late hour? What's the matter?"

"Of course, I'm here to ask for your guidance, Master!" Lin Xing said with a playful smile. He unceremoniously moved a stool and sat down. "Master, you surely know the Divine Sword Control Thunder True Formula, right?"

Cangsong's face darkened. This disciple was good in every way, eager to learn, modest, and motivated. But the only thing wrong with him was that he didn't respect his elders enough.

What did he mean by "you surely know it, right"?

As the head of a peak, if he couldn't even perform this technique, how could he hold his head up!

Cangsong put on a straight face and patiently reprimanded him: "My disciple, with your strength, you're more than capable of dealing with that Lu Xueqi. There's no need to rush to learn the Divine Sword Control Thunder True Formula. Why aren't you sleeping well at night and running out here!"

Towards the end, Elder Cangsong's face became a bit stiff. This disciple's character was too frivolous. He really didn't understand how a person with such a character could endure the painstaking cultivation of Daoist magic day after day for ten years.

"Master!" Lin Xing complained. "It's just a simple Daoist magic. Why are you being so stingy? And with my outstanding talent, I might even be able to improve it a bit. Then, you'll also benefit from it, won't you?"

"Disciple! Remember, any Daoist magic, when cultivated to a high level, has unfathomable effects, not to mention the Divine Sword Control Thunder True Formula of the Qingyun Sect. You must remember..."

Lin Xing had long noticed that the reason Cangsong and Tian Buyi didn't get along was that their personalities were different. One was casual, and the other was serious. One taught his disciples carelessly, while the other would give long - winded lectures to his disciples.

Of course, Lin Xing didn't know that in fact, Cangsong was a man of few words. If it weren't for his appreciation of Lin Xing's talent, he wouldn't have taken the trouble to teach him earnestly.

Lin Xing really couldn't stand it anymore!

All he wanted was a simple Daoist magic. Why was he being so evasive? Compared to the time when he stabbed Dao Xuan, he was so indecisive!

"Master! I killed the Water - Qilin!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Lin Xing interrupted Elder Cangsong in the most drastic way. Anyway, he had planned to talk to him today, so let the opening be more intense!

"... Actually, it can't be blamed on you. After all, you're still young, you - -" Cangsong was suddenly stunned, as if he hadn't heard clearly.

"Disciple, what did you just say?" Cangsong thought he might be over - worked and was having auditory hallucinations.

Lin Xing blinked his eyes and said in a shy tone: "Disciple killed that Qilin."

After that, he conjured up a plate of side dishes out of thin air and started to chew slowly. It was as if what he had just said was not about the Water - Qilin but a domestic chicken.

Cangsong grabbed the scroll on the table and crushed it hard. All kinds of expressions emerged on his face: "You said - -"

"I killed the Water - Qilin," Lin Xing said again, not showing any impatience.

Cangsong raised his right hand high, about to slap it on the table. But suddenly, he thought of something and stared blankly at Lin Xing.

Even he himself couldn't kill that huge creature! Was this disciple crazy?

"Disciple, are you - - okay?"

Lin Xing spat out the food in his mouth in a in a tight corner manner!

"Master! I'm serious! Why don't you believe me?"

Lin Xing cursed himself for his poor acting skills. Why couldn't he act like a superior master? He should have revealed this later. If he had brought Madam Sanmiao along, it would have been more convincing!

But now that the words were out, he had to handle the situation well! This was the first step for him to roam freely in the world of Zhu Xian. It must have a good start!

Lin Xing stretched out his hand, and with a whoosh, the plate of food disappeared.

Then, with another whoosh, a blood - red bead appeared.

Well, actually the word "whoosh" was Lin Xing's own dubbing.

However, Elder Cangsong obviously didn't pay attention to such trivial things. His eyes were fixed on that bead. After a long time, he came to his senses and looked at Lin Xing again.

"It seems that I really underestimated you," Cangsong sighed slightly. Judging from the situation, this disciple had probably investigated his secret affairs quite thoroughly.

"Good disciple, what exactly do you want from your master?"

The blood - red light of the Blood - Devouring Pearl was released in waves as Lin Xing stroked it, casting a somewhat evil glow on Lin Xing's handsome face. Lin Xing looked at Cangsong and smiled: "Of course, it's to cooperate with you, Master!"