Soon, Ling Lenghong put on her clothes neatly, but there was still a burst of anger on her face.

"What did you do to me just now?"

"I did nothing!"

"I said I didn't do anything, why did my clothes do this?"

"You can take it off yourself!"

"How is it possible? You are shameless and you don't even admit it!"

""

Liu Yun was speechless.

The two fell into silence.

Finally, Liu Yun could not bear this strange silence. He took a deep breath and asked, "Have you found that note?"

"No!!"

Ling Lenghong glared at him and snorted: "What kind of martial arts are you? How can you control me?"

"What is the master of the three souls and seven spirits? It is said that I may be lucky if I control it with the chance! Otherwise, with your strength, it will be difficult to control it."

"What? The three souls and seven spirits dominate the great Dharma?"

When Ling Lenghong heard this, she was stunned.

"What? Do you know this spell?"

"Of course I know that this is the technique recorded by Master when he went to the Demon Realm to practice when he fought against the Demon Emperor. The Demon Emperor repeatedly wanted to use this method to control my Master, but he failed every time. However, Master also recorded it because of the continuous use of the Demon Emperor, so he recorded this method! I didn't expect that you would learn it!!"

Ling Lenghong sighed.

"I didn't expect it was the Demon Emperor's martial arts. No wonder it was so good, it was so weird!"

Liu Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead, endured Ling Lenghong's cold gaze, and said with a sneer.

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. Look for notes quickly!"

Ling Lenghong snorted.

The two began to act separately.

Finally, a few hours later, after circulating all the sword cabinet, Liu Yun finally found a colorful book in a corner, with some official notes written by Master Ling Lenghong recorded on it.

Ling Lenghong was extremely happy and was so busy looking through the notes, checking whether there was a record of the method of casting the "Ancient God Red Sword".

However, after watching the round, Ling Lenghong's happy expression gradually calmed down, and replaced by waves of disappointment, very disappointment

"There is no Master, but there is no record of the method of repairing the ancient god red sword."

Ling Lenghong sat on the ground, her little face slightly pale.

Liu Yun took the record book from her hand, looked it through, and couldn't help but sigh.

"After all, this sword was not created by your master, so it's not surprising that there is no record."

"How can I resist without the ancient god Red Sword??"

Ling Lenghong sighed fiercely, her eyes full of fatigue.

At this time, the hanging Red Sword Sect token on her waist trembled slightly. She took it off and connected the mental power inside. However, in just a moment, the little pale face suddenly became bloodless.

"What's wrong?"

Liu Yun asked hurriedly.
Chapter completed!