Legend of Sword King

After Cheng Qing and Liu Jingan finished talking about the results of the battle, as usual, they asked about the casualties of the An Tian Sect. Cheng Qing's estimation was about the same. There were very few casualties in the Sky Crest Sect. Although there were a lot of injuries, most of them were minor ones. The number of casualties in battle, in addition to heavy injuries, was only about forty to fifty people.    

    

Next, the main focus of the army would be to clear out the Uighurs that were surrounding the Sun Moon City and to guard against the Uighurs' counterattack on the Sun Moon City. However, with two hundred thousand men under Zhao Boxing's command, they would not be able to evacuate too many enemies at the moment, so it was unlikely that the Uighurs would be able to recapture the city within a short period of time.    

    

Chen Qing had arranged for the An Tian Sect to give up participating in the battle to wipe out the enemy. They would recuperate and digest the gains from those two battles. As for whether he should evacuate Mount Qilian and establish a sect division in the Spirit Martial County or Spirit State Palace, or whether he should continue to train at Mount Qilian, he had not made up his mind yet.    

    

After he finished talking to Liu Jing An, Cheng Qing didn't go to the tent to rest, but instead went to visit the cultivators of the An Tian Sect who were recuperating from their injuries on the bed. After chatting with them for almost an hour, the time passed and Chou Qing decided to go cultivate.    

    

In today's bloody battle at West Three Urn City, Cheng Qing had reaped quite a lot of benefits, and now was the right time to digest them. Borrowing the East Wind from this battle, Yang Ruoxi could break through a whole realm. Cheng Qing reckoned that he could do the same, as he was also at the seventh level of the Xumi Stage, waving at him.    

    

Taking a step back, even if he couldn't break through to the seventh level of the Xumi Stage immediately, he would still be able to take a big step forward.    

    

Arriving at the drill ground where the soldiers were drunk, Cheng Qing peeked out from a corner of a tent and saw two familiar figures standing in the shadows, doing something they couldn't bear to look at.    

    

"How is it? Didn't I say that I peed too far? You're old, and your kidneys are weak. How can you have power like mine! " Li Muhao chuckled.    

    

"It's simply farting! "What's the use of peeing far away? Look, you've already split your legs, young man. You're the one who's having kidney problems, right?" Bai Xiuli coldly snorted and retorted.    

    

"What's wrong with the fork? I was blocked by the mask, but even so, I'm still farther away than you!"    

    

"Hey, how old are you and you still haven't cut off your face? Be careful, little brother doesn't grow up … "Let me see, sure enough, it's not big. Haha, you're finished. Young man, your happiness of this life is gone!"    

    

"You … You're talking nonsense! "    

    

Cheng Qing looked at the two of them shooting water bullets at each other while slandering each other. He felt helpless and patted his forehead. These two fellows were usually very serious, and Bai Xiuli was a cautious and courteous gentleman. Now that he had drunk a few jars of wine, he had probably forgotten his surname.    

    

He must be a man of character to be so unruly, right?    

    

Seeing that their voices were getting louder and louder, Li Muhao started to get anxious. He had to remind them, "There are still quite a few female cultivators in the army. If you're caught behaving like this, even if you don't care about your own innocence, it wouldn't do any good to pollute Huang Hua's daughter's eyes, right?"    

    

When the two of them turned their heads and saw Cheng Qing, not only did he not have any intention of stopping the argument, he even shouted for Chen Qing to "judge" them. Bai Xianli wanted Chen Qing to tell Li Muhao that his foreskin was too long, and that Li Muzhao wanted him to tell him that he still had the right to pursue happiness in the future.    

    

Fortunately, the two of them had already finished their business. If not, when they turned around, the water cannon would shoot over, causing Cheng Qing's pants to get wet … En, Cheng Qing's chest was probably wet from the beating, judging from the way the two of them were trying so hard to raise their waists to compare their range.