My Father Is Definitely Possessed-Chapter 35: South Mountain Secret Realm

Li Changqing grabbed the neck of the Golden Silk Linlang Beast, as if carrying a dog, and stepped on the long sword to return.

He lightly jumped down from the long sword and casually threw the Golden Silk Linlang Beast aside, saying, "Behave yourself, don’t run around."

Strangely enough, the Golden Silk Linlang Beast, at this moment facing Li Changqing, unexpectedly showed a timid look in its eyes, lying on the ground completely like an obedient dog.

Li Changqing flicked his sleeve, and the long sword directly flew out, with a clang, it returned to Yin Changli’s scabbard.

"Little guy, thanks." Li Changqing said with satisfaction, "It’s really a good sword."

"Uh..." Yin Changli had not yet recovered from the daze. Just now, Li Changqing’s smooth actions truly impressed him.

This is the Sword Immortal in his heart.

Walking on a sword, controlling the sword with a wave of a hand, defeating enemies from a thousand miles away.

If this isn’t a Sword Immortal, what is?

"Brother Changqing, you really opened my eyes." Xu Muhai looked at the Golden Silk Linlang Beast on the ground, obedient like a dog, and was at a loss for words.

"Senior, Mu Qingge didn’t know your identity just now and was disrespectful, please forgive me." Mu Qingge also stepped forward, speaking generously.

Being called a senior by such a beautiful woman, Li Changqing felt awkward, as if he had become an uncle figure to Mu Qingge.

"Don’t call me senior, you can address me as a fellow Daoist like you do Peak Master Xu." Li Changqing said.

"Fellow Daoist Changqing." Mu Qingge nodded seriously, her gaze towards Li Changqing completely changed.

Just relying on that flying sword skill of Li Changqing, Mu Qingge had some speculations.

Li Changqing should not be a Martial Artist.

Probably a painter.

And his realm is not low, very likely a powerful presence at the Painting Saint level.

But there are not many Painting Saints in the Cangyuan Realm, why is this person not famous at all?

Could he be a reclusive great figure?

"Peak Master Xu, could you take this golden fur, oh no, Golden Silk Linlang Beast to Saint Heng when you return to the Mountain Ancient Land? With it guarding Saint Heng, at least his safety is ensured." Li Changqing pointed to the Golden Silk Linlang Beast beside him.

"Ah?" Xu Muhai shook his head and said, "I don’t recommend doing this."

"One reason is that Li Hengsheng’s cultivation is still weak, just starting on the path of cultivation, this Painting Soul is already at the Innate Level. Though it seems obedient in Brother Changqing’s hand, it might not be as easy to control in Li Hengsheng’s hand."

"It might even hurt Li Hengsheng."

"Besides, the path of cultivation for a Martial Artist is inherently dangerous. Relying on something like this, he might find it difficult to achieve much."

"If one day Li Hengsheng reaches the Innate Realm, having the Golden Silk Linlang Beast by his side might be okay." Xu Muhai analyzed for Li Changqing.

Li Changqing listened to Xu Muhai’s words, frowning and pondering: "That’s true, having this thing, the little guy might not study well."

"Then I’ll keep this thing for now." Li Changqing reached out and petted the Golden Silk Linlang Beast.

The Golden Silk Linlang Beast didn’t dare to move, looking at Li Changqing with wide eyes, as if afraid he might erase it.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, the Golden Silk Linlang Beast that neither of us could catch is as obedient as a dog in Brother Changqing’s hands. It’s really a bit of a blow." Mu Qingge said with a wry smile, "I rarely leave the Medical King Valley, didn’t expect there are always people out there who are more skilled."

"Immortal Qingge, it’s also fortunate that Brother Changqing caught the Golden Silk Linlang Beast, maybe there will be news of the Three Lives Flower." Xu Muhai said, eyeing the Golden Silk Linlang Beast.

"That’s right." Mu Qingge suddenly realized.

Li Changqing crouched on the ground, petting the Golden Silk Linlang Beast, and said with a smile, "Didn’t expect you little thing would fly. Let me name you Ah Fei, how about that?"

"Awoo." The Golden Silk Linlang Beast softly awoos, seemingly not opposing.

"Then, Ah Fei, lead us to your lair." Li Changqing looked up at Xu Muhai and said, "Since this Painting Soul appeared here, it means there should be a place with a painting of the Golden Silk Linlang Beast here, right? Maybe there are other things too."

"That’s what I mean." Xu Muhai nodded, saying, "There’s a possibility that a Secret Realm exists in this South Mountain."

"A Secret Realm?" Mu Qingge couldn’t help but say, "If there’s really a Secret Realm, could it be something left by the Painting Immortal?"

"Secret Realm?" Li Changqing heard this word and wasn’t confused, because such things are common in novels, so Li Changqing could understand.

Li Changqing was also excited.

Didn’t expect to encounter such an exciting thing shortly after coming to this world, and even become a master overnight.

In the Secret Realm, there are likely many treasures waiting for him to find. With treasures, he can sell them for his son’s cultivation.

"Ah Fei, lead the way." Li Changqing commanded.

The Golden Silk Linlang Beast dared not delay, quickly got up and ran off into the distance.

"Let’s follow it."

The group followed behind the Golden Silk Linlang Beast.

"Senior Changqing, Senior Changqing, aren’t you flying? I can lend you my sword!" Yin Changli shouted excitedly, his little face flushed, as he followed behind Li Changqing.

"You little rascal," Mu Qingge said helplessly, "Ordinarily you wouldn’t let anyone, not even your master, touch your precious sword, yet now you’re offering it up voluntarily?"

"And what if Fellow Daoist Changqing flies, what about the rest of us, can we keep up?"

Mu Qingge rolled her eyes at Yin Changli, feeling that this disciple might be hard to keep.

Previously, he insisted on going to the Mountain Ancient Land to see Xue Qianbai.

Now, ha, his idol has directly become Li Changqing.

What a fickle guy.

Li Changqing performed the Snow Feather Zen Wind Skill, as light as a feather, at the forefront, and upon hearing this, he just turned back and smiled: "Little guy, your sword is a good sword, keep it well, I think you have the hope of becoming a Sword Immortal one day."

"Really?" Yin Changli was overjoyed.

"Doesn’t it sound like a polite remark?" Mu Qingge was speechless.

The group followed the Golden Silk Linlang Beast towards the south for two incense stick’s time, then they vaguely caught sight of a canyon ahead.

"Swish, swish, swish." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Meanwhile, from that hollow canyon came the sound of a river flowing, and they saw a long river flowing through that canyon.

The river was rapid, very fast, and if an ordinary person fell into it, they could be swept away in moments.

Unexpectedly, the Golden Silk Linlang Beast plunged into the river.

"Could the entrance be in the river?" Xu Muhai wondered, looking at the rushing river.

"We’ll know once we go in and have a look." Mu Qingge said.

Li Changqing was at a loss, he couldn’t swim!