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So, the four of them began searching for possible clues in the basement. They searched through ancient books, studied weapons, and tried to unravel the mysteries of the runes. After some effort, they finally discovered an ancient scroll that contained a method of ancient cultivation, seemingly closely related to the Divine Weapon.
Feng Qingyang carefully read the scroll, and his furrowed brow gradually relaxed, apparently having found an important clue. He said to the others, "The cultivation method recorded in this scroll is exactly what we need. Through this cultivation, we can not only enhance our own strength, but also further unleash the power of the Divine Weapon."
Lin'er Upon hearing this, a hint of excitement flashed in her eyes as she said, "So what are we waiting for? Let's start practicing right away!"
Shi Potian was also full of anticipation, saying, "With the help of this scripture, we will surely be invincible!"
The world then gave a slight smile and said, "Cultivation is good, but we must not be greedy for progress. We need to proceed in an orderly manner."
So, in this mysterious underground chamber, the four of them began a long period of cultivation. As time passed, their strength did show noticeable improvement, and the power of the Divine Weapon seemed to become even stronger, as if it were more in tune with their bodies and souls.
On the stone platform, four warriors each held a Divine Weapon, sitting quietly among the ancient runes. Feng Qingyang closed his eyes and focused, the long sword in his hand trembling lightly, as if in sync with his breath. A faint sword aura surrounded him, exuding an inviolable dignity.
Lin'er, on the other hand, appeared relaxed, though she was also earnestly practicing. Occasionally, her playful glances at her companions revealed a hint of mischief. By her side, the short sword emitted a soft, pleasant sound, akin to a clear spring, perfectly complementing her temperament.
Shi Potian The power surged through his entire body, and the broadsword under his control exuded waves of wild energy. His body trembled slightly with the flow of internal energy, and every breath seemed to be able to change the weather, full of unruliness and boldness.
As for Hong Chen, she was as quiet as a lotus, with the long whip lying quietly by her side, but occasionally a cold light flashed, revealing her icy inner world and formidable strength that should not be underestimated.
As time passed, the four of them became increasingly powerful, and it seemed that an invisible connection had formed between them. Their cultivation was not only about improving themselves, but also about enhancing their understanding and tacit agreement with each other.
One day, Wind Qingyang was the first to open his eyes. There seemed to be a deeper insight in his eyes as he looked at his companions with a hint of satisfaction. "In these past few days of cultivation, we have all made significant progress," he said calmly, his voice filled with unwavering determination.
Lin'er With a gentle smile, she stretched lazily and said, "It wasn't in vain. I feel like I could take on ten opponents right now!" She mischievously winked, but deep down she was quite satisfied with the results of her training.
Shi Potian stood up, brandishing his broadsword, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. "Haha, now even if that Ghost Shadow comes back, I have the confidence to strike it down with a single blow." His hearty laughter echoed in the basement, full of confidence.
Red Dust put away her whip and said calmly, "Cultivation is endless. Although we have made progress, we still need to be cautious and not become complacent because of temporary achievements." Her words, though plain, were like a clear spring, awakening people's hearts.
Feng Qingyang nodded, "Red Dust is right. Our journey is still long. Next, we should continue to move forward, seeking more secrets and striving to protect the peace of the martial arts world."
Leaving the basement and seeing the light of day again, the four people's eyes all carried a new radiance. This training not only improved their strength but also filled them with anticipation for the future of the martial world.
As the training came to an end, the four embarked on a new journey. Their steps were firmer than before, and their eyes were filled with longing and determination for the future. They followed the winding mountain path, passed through ancient forests, and arrived at a bustling town.
In the town, people come and go, and all kinds of people are bustling about. The calls of the merchants and the laughter of the pedestrians form an extraordinarily lively scene. The four people from the Wind Qingyang were walking through the town, and their appearance attracted the attention of many people.
"Look, these four unknown heroes must be great knights in the martial world!" The discussions among the passersby were endless.
Lin'er Hearing these discussions, I couldn't help but quip, "I wouldn't dare to be called a hero, we are just four friends traveling together." Her response elicited a light laughter.
Shi Potian was interested in the food in the town. He pointed to a small stall and said, "Look at those snacks over there, they smell really good. Shall we go and try them?"
Red Dust nodded slightly in agreement, while Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "Since we're here, we might as well make the most of it and experience the local customs as part of our journey."
The four of them then strolled around the town, tasting local snacks and experiencing the local atmosphere. However, just as they were about to leave, a group of people dressed in black suddenly blocked their way, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.
A man in black walked out and said coldly, "Feng Qingyang, we from the Ghost Shadow sect have not settled our accounts with you yet. Today, we will let you leave with your lives!"
Feng Qingyang remained composed and responded calmly, "We have no intention of being enemies with you, but if you insist on blocking our path, then don't blame us for being impolite."
After speaking, the four quickly took up their positions, preparing for battle. Lin'er flashed a cold light in her hand, her short sword and hidden weapons complementing each other seamlessly, each strike filled with deadly threats. "Hmph, let me show you that women should not be underestimated!" She fought while displaying her humor, bringing a light atmosphere to the battle.
Shi Potian wielded a large sword with great vigor, each swing carrying an earth-shattering force. "Come on, witness my Wind-breaking Sword Technique!" His voice was full of challenging intent.
The red dust's long whip moves like a snake, and every strike of hers is incredibly precise. The whip's shadow shuttles among the enemies like a wandering dragon. "You ants dare to be presumptuous in front of me!" Her calm and firm demeanor puts unprecedented pressure on the enemies.
Wind Qingyang is as steady as Mount Tai, his long sword carrying profound sword intent, the sword light flowing like water, sweeping in like surging waves. Every sword strike seems capable of piercing through all obstacles, "If you know what's good for you, you'd better leave now to avoid self-destruction." His words reveal unquestionable authority.
After a fierce battle, the men in black finally retreated, leaving behind fearful eyes and scattered weapons. The four of them were unharmed, not only proving the results of their training, but also demonstrating their perfect cooperation.
After the war, the four of them reorganized their equipment and continued on their journey.
As the four figures gradually disappeared, the people in the town were discussing their heroic deeds. The names of Feng, Qingyang, and the other two might become a new legend in the martial arts world. But for them, it was just a small memory on their long journey in the martial arts world. In their hearts, they still held onto bigger dreams and goals.
The night is as dark as ink, with stars dotting the sky. Four knights set up camp in a clearing deep in the ancient forest. The campfire flickers in the night breeze, casting light on their weary yet tranquil faces. Qingyang sits opposite the fire, his powerful figure holding a long sword, its blade shimmering in the firelight. His gaze is deep, as if contemplating something.
Lin'er sits lightly to the side, carefully placing her short sword and a few concealed weapons on the ground. A playful smile graces her face as she suddenly says, "The night in this forest is truly refreshing. Do you think we should go on a night adventure in the woods? Perhaps we might encounter some unexpected adventures." Her voice is cheerful, as if casting aside the day's toil.
Shi Potian laughed and shook his head. His big knife leaned to the side as he reached out to stoke the fire, sending sparks drifting in the wind. " Lin'er, besides tigers and wolves, there's probably not much adventure to be found in this forest. But it's a good opportunity to practice our skills, better than just sitting around daydreaming."
Red Dust sat quietly to the side, her long whip coiled beside her, her eyes revealing a hint of contemplation. She gently raised her whip and looked towards the fire, saying softly, "The quiet of the night is the perfect time to temper the mind. However, Lin'er's suggestion is not without merit. Perhaps on such a night, we can better comprehend the mysteries of martial arts."
When Qingyang heard this, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His gaze swept over the three people and finally settled on the campfire. He said lightly, "Exploring the night forest is indeed interesting, but let's not forget the purpose of our journey. Ghost Shadow Although that demon has temporarily evaded us, it is ultimately a great threat. It's better to take advantage of this quiet night to plan how to capture it."
The four of them sat around the campfire, expressing their own opinions. Amidst the conversation, there were occasional light-hearted laughter, but each person knew that the road ahead would be full of challenges. Their dialogue included both lighthearted banter and thoughtful consideration of the future, as well as profound insights into martial arts. All of this deepened the unspoken understanding and trust between them.
Wind Qingyang looked at the blazing bonfire and said thoughtfully, "Today's battle once again proves that our understanding and cooperation are our greatest strengths."
Lin'er took out a piece of dry food, nibbling on it and chuckled, "That's right, as long as the four of us are together, no difficulty is too daunting. But next time we encounter enemies, I hope they will be more challenging. The black-clothed men today were just too weak."
Shi Potian waved the big knife in his hand and said with great enthusiasm, "Haha, no matter what enemies we encounter, I, Shi Potian, will be the first to charge in and let them know that we are not to be trifled with!"
Meanwhile, Hongchen sat quietly on the side and softly said, "Every battle is a test for us and an opportunity for us to grow. We should learn from it and constantly improve ourselves."
The conversation by the bonfire drifted in the night breeze, and the laughter and chatter of the four people wove into a heartwarming song.
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