Chapter 36: Sword Art and Newborn Knowledge

　　Wang Sheng's brain is chaotic, and if his soul is wrapped in hazy mist, it shows that his body has no brain control, cloud climbing is interrupted, and his body is unable to fall to the ground.
"This little bald donkey is really hard to handle." Nie Xiaoqian's pretty face loosened. The monk seemed to be not just practicing kung fu and being arrogant. The body's internal organs were all exercised very hard. Just after being poisoned by her golden hairpin, she could resist Forced her to take out the collected fans powder to make him completely unconscious.
"This monk seems to be from the Shaolin Temple. Seeing his strength status is certainly not low. Shaolin is now a troubled autumn. The monk didn't return to the temple early to know how hard he was still swinging outside." Nie Xiaoqian murmured secretly, then she looked like a smile Xiang Wangsheng's body collapsed on the ground.
　　 "Bald donkeys are quite smart, and they can doubt me, and they have a lot of eyes, but unfortunately they have to be imprisoned by grandma."
At this time, a golden light flickered, and Nie Xiaoqian squeezed her hand. The golden light fell to her fingertips, which was still a golden hairpin. Like the golden hairpin on her left hand, she was carrying blood, and she put the two golden hairpins together. The two golden hairpins are combined into one, and Nie Xiaoqian randomly inserts it on her head, then she turns to look at Ning Caichen aside.
　　 "How do you think this student's yang has changed a bit."
Nie Xiaoqian was a little puzzled. The yang that she sensed from Ning Caichen before was very overbearing and ample. That yang made her yin qi fluctuate for a while, and even conveyed the meaning of greed. Although the attraction is still there now, But not as strong as before.
"Forget it, take advantage of this nerd's coma, let's take some yang before talking." Nie Xiaoqian walked to Ning Caichen and lifted Ning Caichen, then she sat cross-legged behind Ning Caichen with her hands against his back, closed The upper eyes started to exercise.
　　 The temple was quiet, only the fire on the side sparked from time to time, and made a "Ziz" sound.
　　Silk moonlight leaked from the roof of the temple and left on Wang Sheng's unconscious face, suddenly, he moved slightly between his eyebrows.
　　 "Drip, detected whether the ecstasy drug in the host body, spent a hundred contribution points to remove."
　　 "Drip, timeout one minute, the system default host chooses to remove drugs."
　　 "Drip, during drug removal... The drug removal is complete."
The mechanical sound fell, Wang Sheng raised his brows for a while, then he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes blurred, the ecstasy drugs had just been removed, his consciousness still had a little inertial reaction, and it was not until a few seconds later that he could see clearly the situation in front of him, and his brain Recall what happened just like playing a movie.
　　He was shocked, and he was fascinated by Nie Xiaoqian's medication! It is the system that contributes points to save itself.
　　At the same time, he saw Nie Xiaoqian sitting cross-legged and sitting on the back of Ning Caichen's luck, he was slightly stunned and suddenly, Nie Xiaoqian began to absorb Ning Caichen's yang.
good chance! Must seize this opportunity to subdue her!
　　 Wang Sheng realized this for the first time in his mind. As soon as his eyes lit up, his upper body would have to stand up, but then he suddenly hesitated.
The shadow that has just been laid down is still hovering in front of him. This time it is difficult to guarantee that he will not end the same time, and the opponent is a cunning man like Nie Xiaoqian, but he only has a handful of strength and excellent defense. The attack moves except the half of the sword. There is nothing else.
　　 Can't decide so hastily!
　　Thinking of this, Wang Sheng lifted his body halfway down slowly, and at the same time he closed his eyes and pretended not to wake up.
　　 But he didn't know, just when he closed his eyes again, Nie Xiaoqian, who was doing exercises, opened his eyes doubtfully.
She murmured to herself, and then she looked at Wang Sheng, who was falling to the ground, and she suddenly slapped her head like a sudden, "How can I forget to tie this monk up, and in case he wakes up early, my aunt will overturn her boat in the gutter ."
After she thought about it, she took out the gold hairpin and cut off the rope on her foot all at once. If Ning Caichen saw it, she would be amazed. He had never succeeded in lifting the rope with his sword. But Nie Xiaoqian used the golden hairpin to cut it off with just a poke.
When the rope broke, Nie Xiaoqian put the gold hairpin back in her head, picked up the rope with her hand and came behind Wang Sheng, then tied his hands tightly. After doing all this, she stood up and patted her palm, nodding her head in satisfaction. , "I feel much better now."
Then she shook her head suddenly, "No, it still feels a bit wrong." After thinking for a while, she kicked her foot towards Wang Sheng's waist, and this foot gently, but Wang Shengru flew three or four meters halfway, Falling among the weeds beside the stone plate, Nie Xiaoqian stepped forward to block Wang Sheng completely with weeds. From the outside, he couldn't see that he was here again clapping his hands with satisfaction.
　　 "That's right."
　　After she finished, she turned back and sat cross-legged again behind Ning Caichen, reaching out her hands and closing her eyes.
The temple was quiet, and Wang Sheng, covered in weeds, was cold and sweaty. He was almost found. He opened his eyes and was blocked by the weeds in darkness. But his vision was unusual and he was still able to Depending on the day.
　　 He looked at the black rope on his hand, and for a while, Nie Xiaoqian tied a bow on his hand.
　　 "I can't act rashly now." Wang Sheng secretly thought, and after a while, he knew that Nie Xiaoqian was a very cautious person, and he also had many powerful attacking methods. He was more convinced that now he was not quite sure to win her.
　　 "You must practice Yu Jianshu!" Wang Sheng's eyes shine, anyway, he originally planned to spend some points to practice Yu Jianshu, now the time is right.
　　 He closed his eyes to the induction system page, and then selected the royal sword technique on it.
　　 "Drip, it takes 1,000 contribution points to practice the first and second levels of the Royal Swordsmanship. Does the host confirm the practice?"
　　 Confirmed by Wang Sheng.
　　 "Drip, the cultivation of royal sword art begins."
　　 The voice fell~EbookFREE.me~Wang Sheng felt that his brain suddenly had a lot of knowledge.
　　Baili Feijian, Jianyutiandi, Jianqi, Yujianshu...... Progressively, and by the time of swordplay, Wang Sheng felt very familiar, even without systematically teaching him, he quickly absorbed the knowledge of sword qi.
　　At the same time, if the body was hit with countless needles, the body was awkward. This feeling is similar to the previous three or four layers of the pulp washing, but the pain is far inferior.
　　Wang Sheng's brain digested knowledge, and gritted his teeth to endure the uncomfortable feeling. His body inevitably moved slightly. At this time, he was a little thankful that Nie Xiaoqian moved himself into the weeds, otherwise he might have been found in the outside world.
Soon after the knowledge was absorbed, Wang Sheng fully understood the essentials of the Royal Sword, but unlike the previous practice of cloud climbing, after the knowledge was completely absorbed, Wang Sheng felt that the inside of the brain was wide, and at the same time his mind sensed again An illusory avenue, he still stepped on the avenue with one foot suspended, but at this time the vacant foot tried again to release onto the avenue, slowly, finally his heel touched the avenue.
　　 It was this moment when Wang Sheng's soul throbbed deep, the road in front of him disappeared, and he appeared in the chaotic space of his consciousness.
A towering three-story pavilion stood in front, two cobblestone roads stretched far away into the chaotic space, and he was not standing on any road at this time, he floated in the chaotic space, and his eyes looked directly at the bright one in front. Bright dots.
In his eyes, the little dot is like a star, and looking at the little dot is like looking at himself. There is no reason. Wang Sheng knows that it is his first born consciousness, and it is the monk who needs to be behind the Yuanshen. The consciousness that can be born~EbookFREE.me~Welcome the majority of book readers to visit, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all in ~EbookFREE.me~Mobile phone users, please go to read.