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Iron-winged goshawk?
Hearing this, Xiao Ming looked around and saw that every feather of the goshawk was like a sharp sword, emitting a metallic luster.
Sure enough, the term "iron wings" was quite accurate.
Li Changfeng explained, "The strength of the iron-winged goshawk is not very strong. It is only in the early stage of the Divine Sea Realm, and it is not good at fighting, but long-distance flying."
Hearing this, Xiao Ming suddenly realized.
No wonder the iron-winged goshawk did not appear when the sect was in crisis before. It turned out that this guy was not good at fighting.
It's better if it doesn't appear. If it joins the battle rashly, I'm afraid that any strong man in the Divine Sea Realm will be killed in one move. This is a huge loss for the Lingjian Sect.
"The speed of the iron-winged goshawk is pretty good. It can fly two or three thousand miles in a day. This time we go to the Qingtian Sword Sect, it depends on it."
After saying that, Li Changfeng's figure flashed and came to the broad and flat back of the iron-winged goshawk.
Xiao Ming and others also flew up and then landed on the back of the goshawk.
The feathers on the back of the iron-winged goshawk were still as hard as iron. After landing on it, Xiao Ming felt that it was very heavy, just like stepping on the ground, without any shaking.
Li Changfeng sat cross-legged, patted the back of the iron-winged goshawk, and said, "Let's go, old friend, it's time to set off."
"Li!"
The iron-winged goshawk made a high-pitched cry, and then the two huge wings flapped fiercely, which attracted a series of strong winds.
Riding the strong wind, the iron-winged goshawk rose from the ground, like a meteor, carrying Xiao Ming and others to the distant sky.
The Lingjianmen station under his feet was getting smaller and farther away.
Xiao Ming was quite emotional.
Perhaps, he would not return to the Lingjianmen for a long time.
Thinking of this, Xiao Ming opened the Mokong ring, took out a long sword emitting thunder and lightning from it, and handed it to Li Changfeng.
"Xiao Ming, what are you doing?" Li Changfeng was stunned, not knowing what Xiao Ming meant by this.
"Master, this is my original sword, the Thunder Sword. It is a ground-level sword with great power," Xiao Ming explained, "and now I have the Tiangang Sword, so this Thunder Sword is no longer useful."
"So that's how it is..." Li Changfeng took the Thunder Sword with a complicated look, and then put it close to his body.
He opened his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Xiao Ming observed his abnormality and probably guessed what he was thinking.
Li Changfeng probably wanted to ask if he could leave the Tiangang Sword in Lingjianmen. After all, the Tiangang Sword is not only a heavenly-level sword, but also a token of the head of Lingjianmen.
But.
This is impossible.
The Tiangang Sword now only recognizes Xiao Ming. Even if it is forced to stay, it will automatically fly away and look for Xiao Ming's traces.
In the end, Li Changfeng sighed and accepted his fate.
At this time, Xiao Ming suddenly thought of something and asked, "Master, how are the errand disciples who were in the same batch with me now?"
"Oh, they have basically been dismissed," Li Changfeng said indifferently, "Except for you, there are only a few registered disciples in this batch of errand disciples, and most of the rest have been driven out of Lingjianmen."
"As for how they are now, it has nothing to do with the sect. I guess they are all left to fend for themselves."
Hearing this, Xiao Ming was silent.
Li Changfeng's expression moved and asked, "Why, do you remember the past?"
"Yes." Xiao Ming nodded.
Li Changfeng hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard that you are quite righteous among the errand disciples, but the world is unpredictable, and your fate is completely different from theirs."
"So some things should be let go, because the bright future is the direction you are heading."
"As for those errand disciples... In fact, for any sect, errand disciples are consumables. If this batch is not good, the next batch will be replaced."
"In the final analysis, this is a fair deal. The sect provides them with certain opportunities, and they handle some dirty work for the sect."
"If any errand disciple can cultivate to the tenth level of body refining before the age of eighteen and successfully awaken, then he can completely change his fate. However, such people are rare."
"I understand." Xiao Ming nodded.
He was not only recalling the past, but also recalling his former self.
If there was no system, he would have been driven out of Lingjianmen at this time.
Then he was caught by some evil cultivator and played to death bit by bit.
If there was no system, he would not only not have the powerful strength he has now, but also die miserably!
"However, there are not so many 'ifs'!" Xiao Ming's heart was filled with lofty ambitions, "Some people always say 'if this or that, you will do this or that...'."
"In my opinion, this is a series of fantasies made by the weak when they cannot change themselves!"
"In this world, there are not so many assumptions, only facts that have already happened!"
"The fact is that I have the golden finger of the system, which makes me different from others. I have changed my own destiny!"
"I, Xiao Ming, am no longer the errand disciple I used to be, but the deputy head of the Lingjian Sect, the future prodigy, and a rising martial arts star!"
"One day, I will definitely reach the top of the continent!"
Thinking of this, Xiao Ming was full of vigor and energy, and let out a roar that pierced through the sky and the earth.
The long roar rolled like thunder, tearing the white clouds in the sky and shaking the vitality of heaven and earth.
Lin Feng and Wang Hao looked at each other in surprise, wondering what Xiao Ming had suddenly gone crazy about.
Li Changfeng smiled, because he felt Xiao Ming's ambition.
"That's right, a good man has ambitions to go all over the world and to the peak of martial arts. How can he recall the past with depression?" Li Changfeng patted Xiao Ming's shoulder and said with satisfaction,
"You are the most outstanding disciple and deputy head of my Lingjian Sect for thousands of years. Your future achievements will surely be brilliant and powerful. Xiao Ming, your master is very optimistic about you!"
"Master..." Xiao Ming looked up and looked at Li Changfeng.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"Master, you have a good eye!" Xiao Ming touched his nose and said, "I am also optimistic about myself!"
Li Changfeng was stunned, and then laughed.
"I admire your confidence and pride!" Li Changfeng said, turned his head to look at Lin Feng and Wang Hao, and warned, "You have seen the mentality of the deputy headmaster, right? You should learn more and have this confident attitude!" "As a warrior, you should be invincible! Even if there are thorns and difficulties ahead, you must have the courage to move forward!" After a pause, Li Changfeng suddenly shouted, "A real man is born between heaven and earth. If he cannot make achievements and go down in history, wouldn't he live in vain!" "We will remember the headmaster's teachings!" Lin Feng and Wang Hao hurriedly bowed. "Master, you are so immature..." Xiao Ming said in his heart, he was a little embarrassed, and goose bumps were about to rise. Looking up, he saw Li Changfeng's eyes flashing, and his eyes were full of light. Xiao Ming grinned. It seems that Li Changfeng was also a passionate young man back then. Time has worn away Li Changfeng's former sharpness, making him more introverted and steady, but then again, no man is willing to be mediocre.
Even though this man is already very old, deep in his heart, he still has an unyielding heart.
And reaching the top and looking down on the world is also Xiao Ming's goal!