Chapter 107: : Study

Su Tingyun suffered a long sting in the bamboo forest.
Cultivation is very labor-intensive. Originally, Su Zingyun was able to stay for about a day and a half in Yuguang's shell, but now it is less than a day, and she is too tired to hold on. When he called to stop, Su Tingyun knew that she had cultivated three hours in total. She didn't know if it was good or bad. The master said nothing and asked her to go back to rest. Then she slowly walked into the attic and waited. When she lay down on the bed in the attic, she went back to the soul bell to rest.
When walking back, Liu Feizhou stuffed her a few bottles of elixir, both internally and externally. He was very well prepared. He spent all his time refining the sword and refining the alchemy. Now Su Zingyun returned, he was relieved. I intend to continue to refine the elixir for a month and then go back.
Sometimes he wanted to ask, "Since you can get away from your soul and change your shell, isn't Wei Yun the same as you were, so what are you like?"
However, seeing that she was almost exhausted, Liu Feizhou didn't bother to ask, and lifted Su Zingyun to fly into her attic.
In the past, the old lady was accustomed to it, and it was not wrong to wear a collar. Now this body is like a blooming flower, and the moth's eyebrow face is like hibiscus skin, and it can be lifted with a cold look at the neckline. Liu Feizhou's face was dark, his eyes blinked wildly, his eyelashes fluttered like butterflies spreading wings, and he almost threw people away.
Su Tingyun was too tired and didn't notice so much. She went back to the room to lie down, Yuan Shen drilled into the bell to rest, and did not calm down until the next morning, and wore a light body to practice. As the days passed, her primordial spirit was rapidly increasing at an unimaginable speed, and her body became more and more aware of the sword, even if it was suppressed in the foundation period, it could also be used in the bamboo forest formation. She insisted on it for a long time, but unfortunately there was still some distance from the unscathed, there would always be a few extra tricky bamboo leaves that would cut her skin. Occasionally, the tender bamboo shoots underground will come out to make fun, and she has eaten several times.
During her half-month's practice, Wang Ningxi of Fairview City came over and gave me a herb. In order to thank the monk Jian Jianlou for her fight last time, she sent a lot of herbs and spirits, and a lot of ore and forging materials, so that Jian Jianlou bid farewell to a poor situation, but others could not do so. Gotta get a gift. Several people, including the head of the staff, came together to discuss, and finally found that everything in everyone's pocket could not be sold.
So everyone focused on Bai Chengyu.
There are many magic weapons for Bai Chengyu, and hundreds of pieces have been collected in the past 300 years. After Jun left, he could not go out, and now there are only three or five magic weapons left on his body.
He turned his head to glance at Wang Ningxi, who was teasing the white tiger in Xijianchi, and after thinking about it, he took out a magic weapon.
It was a peach blossom magpie, and the peach blossom fan that he used for flying came from the hands of a single person. He used the fan well and kept it all the time. Because the cricket was cast by a single person, he didn't send it out. Today, only these buns are suitable for women.
Bai Chengyu reluctantly walked over and handed the peach blossoms to Wang Ningxi, "Here you are." He is usually very generous, but now he finds that there are not many magic weapons. He remembered that Jun Shang and his brother gave them In his current situation, Bai Chengyu had a heavy heart.
Wang Ningxi turned back and Wanxia dyed rouge on her cheek. She smiled slightly, "Brother Bai, what is this?"
The Windwing Tiger next to him flung his tail leisurely, and made a pleasant noise, meowing ...
Its tail reached into the pool, and a lot of water splashes were thrown when it was thrown, and it fell on Wang Ningxi's body. The drops of water glowed in the light of the evening glow, and it even enhanced the people in the painting.
He wanted to say something in return, and his eyes turned around, "Thank you for the herbs and minerals you sent. We all like them. This one is for you. Do you like it?"
The Peach Blossom Gardenia is a very fine black wood, with a few delicate peach flowers carved vividly on it, as if it had just been plucked from a branch. Wang Ningxi's repair is not high. Just after the foundation was established, although her eyesight is very good, this wooden clog is Xianbao Guanghua's introvert. When she didn't get it, she was similar to a peach blossom.
Wang Ningxi took it with a smile and took it in his hand, his face changed.
"This, this is ..."
Just touch your fingertips slightly, you can feel the surging aura inside the peach blossoms. Although the value she sent today is worth thousands of fine stones, it is clear that she cannot exchange this piece of magic treasure for thousands of fine stones.
"You're holding it. I'll take it to you." Bai Chengyu turned around and walked away, but was caught by Wang Ningxi. Her hands were soft, and Bai Chengyu was choked for a moment.
"It's too expensive ..."
Before Wang Ningxi had finished speaking, she saw that Bai Chengyu broke her sleeve and broke her hand, and then she ran away without a shadow. At this time, Xiaobudian came forward, "Sister, you hold a cricket, there are more magic weapons, like it He sent them all. "
The words fell, and Wang Ningxi's face was originally stained with carmine, but now it is even redder. The peach blossoms in his hand are still very hot.
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In the daytime, Su Tingyun used the light of the body to learn swordsmanship, and in the evening, he got into the bell to rest, time passed quickly, and half an month later. On this day, she only had one sword in her body, and the spirit was not particularly tired. At night Su Zingyun did not rest in the bell. She was remembering the sword tactics in the day. Sword, each bamboo leaf is a blade, thousands of green bamboo, there are thousands of swords, she must avoid all swords before she can pull out her sword.
Because Chunshui Sword is connected by spirits and souls, at this time her Yuan Shen is in the bell and can hold the sword. Su Tingyun learned to hold a sword in his arms like a little cloth, and when he was feeling, he suddenly felt a little movement outside the sword washing pond.
There is sword energy!
Murderous, as if all the troops were calling, all horses galloping. In that way, Peng Tao's intention to kill made Su Tingyun's spring water sword slightly trembling. If she didn't hug her, it would be like flying out to compete with anyone.
Kill sword, is it Uncle Xiao?
Xiao Shi's sword is already so powerful?
Su Zingyun sneaked out, and then she saw a sword dancing on the sword washing pool.
His appearance was not real, but the sword was trembling.
"Do you understand?" Su Zingyun heard a voice.
"Well." Then another person started practicing sword, still murderous, but not as amazing as before.
The outside world was hazy, and there was a thick fog on the sword-washing pond. She could not see the people at all, and the fog could not be explored by the gods. Although he couldn't see the truth clearly, Su Tingyun still felt that the one who danced behind the sword was the uncle. Who was that before?
She wasn't exhausted. She didn't expect to see the outside for a few moments, as if she knew that the sea dried up and consumed too much. Before long, Su Tingyun passed out completely.
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The next day, Su Zunyun got up three shots. When she went out, she met Elder Yan, so she asked, "Elder Yan, do you practice sword-washing at the sword-washing pond at night?"
"Recently, the sword washing pond is all Yuqing in it. I am too far away." Elder Yan only had a base period, and his cultivation was inferior to his apprentice Yan Yuqing. "Unfortunately, I have nothing to teach him, otherwise, he would not have to enlighten himself all day long. If there is a mentor, what is the point?" Speaking of this, the always serious elder Yan also sighed and looked lonely.
Su Tingyun hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "How's your uncle doing sword killing recently?"
But at this moment, she heard a voice: "You can ask me directly."
Su Zingyun originally went to the pool, and now watching Yan Yuqing come out of the water, she was still a little nervous, quite nervous.
"Su Zingyun." Yan Yuqing looked at her and called her name seriously.
Su Zingyun stood upright immediately, "The disciples are here."
"Sword."
Hey?
I saw Yan Yuqing's sword in her hand, Su Tingyun suddenly panicked, her figure flickered away, but the killing of the sword did not dissipate. She escaped the sword and did not escape the killing. Fortunately, she Cultivate to a high depth, and now when the aura is blocked, the killing qi will be dissolved. Yan Yuqing's Fei Jian suddenly glowed and glowed. He was in the Jin Dan period, and the repair was soaring at the moment.
A sword stabbed, as if all swords were singing together, shrouded in cold light, and the intention of killing was frozen for thousands of miles.
Su Tingyun waved Chunshui sword to block. She thought that she hadn't learned the sword formally yet, she would only swing the sword randomly, but she did not expect that the sword was in her hands and she was not afraid. At that moment, those sword feelings felt in the bamboo forest, in the bamboo forest, the conditioned reflection of the body during the flying sword rain, at this time became her helper.
She stopped the sword with a sword, and washed away thousands of cold rays with a pool of spring water. On the mighty battlefield, there was a drizzle of gentle wind, with the warmth of spring and spring, and thousands of flowers bloomed.
Yan Yuqing's face was resolute and unscrupulous, and now he took the sword and looked even colder.
Su Tingyun was a little nervous. "Uncle Xiao, should I suppress the cultivation?"
People practice hard, and learn the sword technique day and night, but she was broken by cheating. How unhappy she is!
Yan Yuqing's face was stagnant. "No. I will often ask you to discuss it in the future. You can learn more about swordsmanship."
"Oh, good uncle."
Yan Yuqing was supposed to go back to rest after coming out of the sword wash pond. After he finished speaking, he returned to the sword wash pond. Su Zunyun immediately regretted it. She just had to at least repair it to the Yuan infant period. Qi Xiuwei broke the uncle's swordsmanship. As a result, he now ran to the bottom of the pool without a break and squatted. Seeing the expression of Elder Yan next to eating, Su Tingyun shrank his head and trot Entered the bamboo forest.
This time, she remembered suppressing it. Not only was it suppressed, she also reduced the cultivation to the period of meditation.
If she can hide in the period of concentration, then she can definitely avoid these swords completely afterwards.