第九十六章 就是有点费衣服

"Wait a minute! You started practicing swordsmanship at the age of five? So, that was five years ago?" Yao Yuan realized something was not right and quickly asked, "Didn't you say that before becoming the Drunken Sword Immortal, he was just a farmer? How could he have taught you swordsmanship five years ago?"
"You're so clueless!" Ling Ling said crisply, "His memory awakened five years ago!"
"What? It awakened five years ago?!" Yao Yuan and Fatty Song Xiaoni exclaimed simultaneously, all three of them wearing incredulous expressions.
"Tch! How clueless," Ling Ling sneered, "You guys haven't heard them talking about it? The first batch who awakened their memories started several years ago! Otherwise, why do you think they are at such a high level now?"
"But, but five years ago, there was clearly no earthquake, why would they suddenly awaken their past life memories?!" Yao Yuan still finds it hard to believe.
"Then I don't know," the little girl shrugged her shoulders. "The old man also awakened his past life memories, but he doesn't know the reason either. After awakening, he stopped farming and stayed at home practicing cultivation. He almost starved me to death!"
Song Xiaoni and Fatty also knew about Lingling's family situation, knowing that Lingling's mother left when Lingling was too young to remember, so they didn't inquire further.
Yao Yuan spoke up again and asked, "But at that time, the spiritual energy of the world hadn't recovered, right? Can one still cultivate?"
"Indeed, it hasn't fully recovered yet! The spiritual energy was indeed very scarce back then. Otherwise, do you think they would only reach their current level after five years of cultivation? The old man was a sword immortal in his previous life! He still complains now, saying that if it weren't for the extremely scarce spiritual energy in the world, he wouldn't have been stuck in the realm of a swordmaster for so long!"
"So, you're saying that some people had awakened memories of past lives a long time ago, and it was only after the occurrence of a major earthquake that the number of people awakening their past lives increased?" Fatty asked.
"Yes, indeed. The first group of awakened individuals mostly reached the realm of human teachers and sword masters. However, the spiritual energy of the world is too thin, and there are no miraculous medicines, so it is difficult for them to break through. As a result, most people were secretly recruited, including the old man. As a family member, I also went along, which is why I didn't starve to death!"
"Lingling, you really have it tough!" sighed Song Xiaoni.
"It's not that bad! Although the old man has a bad temper, he is really good to me. When our family was poor in the past, he always saved the food for me. After his memory awakened, he started teaching me swordsmanship. But I don't have the same experience as his past life, so my progress in cultivation is a bit slower. I'm just at the Intermediate Stage of sword cultivation now."
"And I'm just at the Second Stage of Sword Cultivation? I feel insulted," the chubby guy murmured under his breath.
"Besides, I'm way stronger than Uncle Yao Yuan. At least I have a father, Uncle Yao Yuan is the pitiful one. He grew up in an orphanage since he was a child, how lonely!"
Yao Yuan shrugged and said nothing.
Ling Ling glanced at Yao Yuan and said, "Uncle Yao, have you rested well?"
Yao Yuan shivered but still nodded forcefully, "I'm ready, let's continue!"
Ling Ling blinked her eyes, "Do you still want me to give it my all?"
Yao Yuan reluctantly nodded, "Yes! Give it your all!"
Another five minutes passed.
Fatty glanced at Yao Yuan, who was lying on the ground motionless and on the verge of tears, and said, "Hey, why don't you just surrender? Why do you have to make Ling Ling give it her all? Are you satisfied now? These clothes are all torn apart!"
Yaoyuan glanced at Pangzi and said, "Stop talking nonsense and give me your coat. I need to rest for a while and then continue!"
"Continue?" Pangzi's mouth dropped open.
"Yes, I promised Ninth Uncle that I would win the championship in the national competition at the end of the semester. But right now, I can't even beat Lingling. What qualifications do I have to talk about the championship?" Yaoyuan sighed and spoke seriously like never before.
Fatty silently took off his jacket upon hearing this, while putting it on Yao Yuan. He murmured softly, "It's rare to see you so serious, I always thought you wanted to participate in the competition just to get that Longquan Sword and easily sell it for money!"
Yao Yuan suddenly choked, feeling in his heart: "Truly my bosom buddy, he actually guessed my original intention! If it weren't for the fact that I just found out from Uncle Jiushu that the sword is actually a heaven-defying spiritual weapon, I was planning to sell it for money!"
Yaoyuan took a short break and then put on his fat suit again to continue fighting Lingling. They were mercilessly battled for a whole hour until the suit couldn't cover him anymore. Besides, Lingling needed to cook, so they finally stopped.
Yao Yuan successfully lasted for one minute under Ling Ling's hand, which made him tearful.
After Ling Ling finished cooking, Master Fa Hai also returned, and Li Shuang stopped meditating. Everyone took their seats and prepared to eat.
Li Su gave Yao Yuan a glance and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with Yao Yuan? Did a dog chase him?"
Ling Ling glared at Li Su fiercely, and Li Su was still a bit confused.
As soon as Fa Hai saw Yao Yuan's appearance, he couldn't help but say with a smile, "Amitabha, Yao donor, this outfit is quite unique!"
Yao Yuan forced a smile and said, "Master, please don't make fun of me."
Master Fahai asked again, "Yao, what's going on here? And Lin Daochang, why do you look so pale? What have you and your disciple been up to? Going around pretending to be beggars and begging for alms?"
Uncle Ji glared at Fa Hai with disdain, "You, a monk, have such a foul mouth. What begging? The reason my face looks pale is because assisting Yao Yuan in stabilizing his cultivation has consumed some of my spiritual energy. As for Yao Yuan himself, he went to practice combat with Ling Ling as his sparring partner."
法海充满同情的看了姚远一眼，“阿弥陀佛，苦海无涯，回头是岸啊施主，你这是有多想不开啊？竟然敢找灵灵那丫头做陪练？你还能坐在这里吃饭，你都该庆幸平时和那丫头关系打好了啊！”
Lingling rolled her eyes and said, "Master, you're not a good person either. All you do is mock others. Nobody is as scary as you claim!"
Fahai put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, as a monk, I do not speak lies!"
"You get lost, old bald donkey," the wine swordsman couldn't help but say, "the lies you've told could orbit the planet, and you're still bragging here?"
So the two of them quickly started fighting again, and everyone was used to it and silently ate their meal.
Uncle Ji glanced at Yao Yuan and asked, "What do you think of my suggestion? Isn't Lingling doing a good job as your training partner?"
Yao Yuan nodded helplessly and said, "Yes! She's doing quite well!" He then lowered his head and looked at the tattered cloth on his body, feeling a pang of heartache. "But it's costing me some clothes!"