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The Cangling Sword Sect still exists in the Immortal Cultivation World!

Not only was there a branch of the Cang Ling Academy in Yangzhou, but according to the dean, it was also an existence occupying an entire province. However, the inheritance of the lower realms of the Cangling Sword Sect was currently in such a miserable state. Three Ninth Level Cultivators being able to become experts in the field of protection was something that Lu Ming could not figure out.

Looking at the respectful Huang Ming, Lu Ming asked somewhat embarrassedly:

"That, Huang Ming right? How did you, with your ninth stage strength, come out and protect the industry? Are you able to withstand the attacks of other forces? "

Lu Ming felt that his words were cryptic enough, but looking down on Huang Ming's strength was still unavoidable. Huang Ming smiled miserably, and said somewhat helplessly:

"It's not us, it's only the few of us who are part of the Cang Ling Sect. The other people were either too weak or the Sect Leader and the Elders couldn't take the risk. It was only because we had no other choice that we had to shoulder this heavy burden. "

The half-white old man couldn't help sobbing in a low voice.

"When I first entered the Cang Ling Sect, I was even awarded spirit stones. However, among the new disciples, only the most outstanding ones would be able to find spirit stones. The other disciples could only rely on the weak nature spirit energy to slowly cultivate. "

As he said till here, Huang Ming actually kneeled down with a thump, and started sobbing while hugging Lu Ming's thigh. His snot and tears brushed across Lu Ming's leg:

"Master, I beg you, for the sake of being the same descendant of Cang Ling, please save our Cang Ling Sect!"

Lu Ming was shocked quite badly by his strike, and tried to pull him again. Looking at Huang Ming who was kneeling and sobbing in front of him, Lu Ming felt extremely helpless in his heart. An elder hugged him and cried. Lu Ming really did not want to kick him flying, but since he did not want to do that, Huang Ming refused to let go.

Lu Ming sighed, he did not know what to do, but when he saw the grinning Fatty Bai, he suddenly thought of a way. He opened his storage ring and spirit stones gushed out, covering the ground beneath Huang Ming's feet in no time.

It's just that I'm crying for money, I happen to be a rich person who doesn't lack money. Today, since I've released my spirit stones, let's see if you are going to take care of me or your spirit stones!

Sure enough, after Lu Ming threw out the Spirit Stones, both Huang Ming and his junior brother's eyes turned into the shape of Spirit Stones, as they were completely immersed in the bright light reflected on the Spirit Stones. Huang Ming pinched himself, picked up a spirit stone and placed it in his mouth, then fiercely bit down.

"Ga beng!" With a crisp sound, the Spirit Stone was bitten into pieces, and a dense amount of spiritual energy filled the entire room. Huang Ming and Yue Shan did not even have the time to speak, they immediately closed their eyes and started cultivating, afraid that they would waste the Qi.

Lu Ming felt a headache as he looked at this bumpkin of a "junior". Fortunately, the space was not sealed when Huang Ming crushed the Spirit Stone, otherwise, he would probably die from the Spirit Stone explosion, just like the Patriarch of the Liu Family.

And for the Meng Xiaowen who had always played the role of curtains, ever since Huang Ming had returned to his clan. Feeling the spirit energy filling his body, he felt the old wounds on his body begin to itch, visibly recovering.

His expression changed as he activated the technique Huang Ming had taught him, and started to cultivate with his eyes closed. However, because of the low level of the technique, he only absorbed a little bit of spiritual qi and then there was no more movement. He could only look on helplessly as the spiritual energy that filled the sky dissipated away, feeling an incomparable amount of regret.

Lu Ming looked at the regretful Meng Xiaowen, and his thoughts raced. Perhaps, the problem that he had been struggling to realize could be solved by him?

Lu Ming pondered for a moment, and then, a stream of yellow colored spirit energy that contained a cultivation method entered Meng Xiaowen's mind. A mortal's sea of consciousness had yet to open, and his consciousness had yet to rise, but as for how much Meng Xiaowen could comprehend, it all depended on his own luck and comprehension.

Meng Xiaowen felt that there was something extra in his mind, and his face revealed ecstasy as he respectfully bowed to Lu Ming. Then, like Huang Ming and Luo Hua City Mistress, they sat crossed legged with their eyes closed and started to comprehend the techniques in their minds.

Naturally, there wasn't much spiritual energy in a spirit stone, and in a short while, the spiritual energy was completely absorbed. Lu Ming watched Huang Ming's unstable aura, and with a wave of his hand, he used a spirit stone to set up a Spirit Gathering Formation. The Spiritual Qi in the room increased rapidly. Although it was not as effective as the one Lu Ming used in Yangzhou, it was not much different.

With the replenishment of the spirit energy, the eyelids of Huang Ming, who was originally about to wake up, trembled, and he once again sank into cultivation. During this period of time, there were waiters who came to serve the dishes and were asked to come by the Fatty Bai.

Meng Zihan didn't have any cultivation methods, so he naturally didn't feel the presence of spiritual energy in the room. He only felt his body and spirit become more cheerful. Adding on the fact that Fatty Bai was constantly talking about his embarrassing situation, it made Meng Zihan's hair stand on end.

To love a dog, you should be burned to death!

Lu Ming looked at the two of them in dissatisfaction, when he saw Meng Zihan affectionately feeding the Fatty Bai, an unknown rage started to burn in his heart and his mind, he couldn't help but want to hang the Fatty Bai up to show them to the public.

My little sister from Gu Huo, when will you wake up?

Lu Ming peeped at the sleeping Gu Huo resentfully, the appearance of a bachelor dog was extremely miserable.

The Huang Ming who was originally at the peak of the ninth stage, with the help of the Spirit Convergence Array, had actually broken through to the eighth stage in one go!

Being agitated by the aura of his cultivation, Meng Xiaowen and his junior brother came out from their cultivation state. Looking at the mighty Huang Ming, their eyes were filled with envy. Similarly, with the help of the Spirit Convergence Array, Huang Ming had successfully broken through, but the two of them only broke through slightly.

As Huang Ming felt the changes in his body, he could not help but laugh heartily and kowtow deeply towards Lu Ming. Helping him to advance was no different than helping him to rebuild!

But with Huang Ming's success in levelling up, the originally bright stars outside suddenly darkened, a large mass of dark clouds covered the sky, as if a storm was about to come.

Huang Ming's Tribulation Cloud was here!

However, he was afraid that countless people would die in this city! Just when Lu Ming was worrying, and was about to speak up and remind Huang Ming. The tribulation cloud floated outside the room for a while, but there were still no signs of thunder, and it slowly dissipated.

The tribulation cloud had not descended, yet the heavenly thunder had already disappeared?

Lu Ming's eyes were filled with doubt, an extremely sorrowful feeling swept through his heart, and a strange sentence suddenly surfaced in his mind.

Heaven and Earth were dead, and the Tribulation Lightning was nowhere to be seen!