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Chapter 1767 Am I scared?

 "It might be a little difficult for someone else to teach you, but it's definitely not difficult for me to teach you. I'll teach you the mental skills of sword control first, and then demonstrate it. As long as you understand it carefully, I believe you can learn it soon.

"As Gu Qingxi said, she recited the sword-controlling technique from beginning to end twice. Worried that her foundation was too poor, she explained the key points in detail.

"Do you remember everything?" After finishing speaking, Gu Qingxi asked.

"Remember." Su Lingshuang nodded.

"Then I will start to demonstrate now, so that you can see what real sword control is, and you will have a good understanding of it." Gu Qingxi said.

"Okay, okay." Su Lingshuang's eyes were full of longing.

Soon, like other monks, she would be able to soar freely into the sky with flying swords. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, and her legs couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Stand firm." Gu Qingxi shouted softly.

The flying sword under his feet suddenly accelerated and turned into a stream of light and flew forward.

"Ah..." Su Lingshuang's scream sounded out, echoing in the mountains for a long time.

I think back then, even the disciples of the Tianqing Sect who had already learned the art of sword control were almost frightened out of their wits as soon as they stepped onto Fairy Biaojian's flying sword, not to mention Su Lingshuang, who was so bad at sword control that she could fly even slower than Lao Niu.

The howling mountain wind came towards her face, and the mountains and rivers under her feet flew by like lightning. Su Lingshuang felt her heart beating wildly, and she was just shy of bursting into tears.

Unprecedented fear flooded into my mind, and even my soul trembled.

Tears flowed out unconsciously and drifted away in the mountain wind.

"Okay, have you realized this?" Gu Qingxi stopped flying his sword and asked, not knowing how long it had been flying.

Enlightenment? People scare you to death, so how can you care about any enlightenment?

"Let me go down, please let me go down, I won't learn anymore, I won't learn anymore." Su Lingshuang begged with a tearful voice, tears rolling down her cheeks like broken beads.

Standing on the flying sword with two legs dangling, he was shaking even more violently, but this time it was no longer out of excitement, but out of fear.

"It seems that the understanding is not enough, let's continue." Gu Qingxi ignored her pleas. With a thought, the flying sword under his feet turned into a stream of light again.

"Ah..." Su Lingshuang's scream sounded again.

"Have you realized it?"

"Please, let me go..."

"It seems that the insights are not enough, let's continue."

"ah……"

Once, twice, three times...

"I realized it, this time I realized it." Finally, when Gu Qingxi stopped her flying sword again and asked about Su Lingshuang, she replied.

"That's good, you can fly to me and have a look." Gu Qingxi said and slowly withdrew her spiritual power.

The flying sword under his feet immediately fell down. Su Lingshuang was shocked and quickly injected her spiritual power into the flying sword, using the technique taught by Qingxi before to control the flying sword.

The flying sword stabilized its falling momentum and flew straight forward. Although the speed could not be compared with Gu Qingxi's sword control skills, it was several times faster than before, and it was as smooth as walking on the ground.

"See, I'm not lying to you. As long as you let me teach you, it's easy to learn the art of sword control." Gu Qingxi said with a smile, feeling somewhat complacent.

I think back then, she taught several apprentices how to control swords, and they all learned it instantly. How could Su Lingshuang be an exception?

"..." The corners of Su Lingshuang's mouth twitched fiercely, and the tears that had finally been stopped flowed out again.

You sound like you're good at teaching people. Please, I'm just scared, okay?

Either I'll scare you to death, or I'll learn the art of sword control as soon as possible and escape from the clutches of the devil. If you say I can't learn it, do you dare to say I can't?

In any case, Su Lingshuang finally learned the art of wielding a sword. While she led Gu Qingxi to continue flying towards Xishui City, she talked about her limited knowledge of the world of cultivation and the relationship between her and Xiang Chaozong.

resentment.

Only then did Gu Qingxi know that the Su family was also one of the ancient families in Xishui City. Their ancestors once had a strong man who could overcome the calamity. However, because Su Lingshuang's ancestor Xuan Anzu encountered an accident when he went out to practice, the ancestral cultivation method was discontinued.

Without inheritance, the cultivation of future generations is also inferior to that of the previous generation.

In order to find the cultivation method, Su Lingshuang's parents went to a cultivation ruins when she was three years old to practice. As a result, they both died. Her grandfather also died three years ago because he ran out of life.

Fortunately, the ancestors of the Su family had accumulated quite a fortune. Although she was the only descendant of the Su family, they lived a prosperous and peaceful life with no worries about food and clothing, and no shortage of resources for cultivation.

It wasn't until the news that she found the Five Fire Qingyuan Cauldron was leaked and reached Xiang Chaozong's ears that the original peaceful life was disrupted.

The Xiang family and the Su family have always been in harmony with each other. Because they live in the same city, they had some friendship in the past. As the head of the family and a strong man in the realm of fusion, Xiang Chaozong had no intention of bullying Su Lingshuang like this.

An orphan girl.

But as soon as he heard the news about the Five Fire Qingyuan Cauldron, he couldn't sit still.

Compared with the legendary ancient artifact, what does the identity of the head of a family mean, and what does the reputation of a powerful fusion mean?

Xiang Chaozong immediately ran to the Su family and used various threats and inducements, as well as hard and soft tactics, to force Su Lingshuang to hand over the Five Fire Qingyuan Cauldron.

However, the old man always wanted to save face, so while coercing and luring her, he also promised that as long as Su Lingshuang agreed to his request, he would accept Su Lingshuang as his disciple and teach her all he had learned - a disciple should respect his master, and this would never work.

People make irresponsible remarks.

But Su Lingshuang already had Lu Wuya's training notes, so how could she take his training techniques seriously, and how could she be willing to give away the Five Fire Qingyuan Cauldron, so of course she refused without hesitation.

Xiang Chaozong tried his best, but could not make Su Lingshuang bow his head. He became really angry and prepared to rob him openly.

Fortunately, the Xishui City City Lord's Mansion had some friendship with the ancestors of the Su family. When the City Lord heard the news, he personally came forward to help Su Lingshuang get justice. Only then was he forced to give in to Chaozong and promised not to pursue the idea of ​​the Five Fire Qingyuan Cauldron.

Who would have known that the old man said one thing and did another, and actually followed Su Lingshuang, taking advantage of her opportunity to go out for training, and secretly forced her into a fierce chasm, and finally set up a restrictive barrier.

If Su Lingshuang hadn't been soft on the outside and strong on the inside, determined to be a jade in pieces rather than in ruins, and threatened to self-destruct the Five Fire Qing Yuan Cauldron several times, I'm afraid she would have had no choice but to ask Xiang Xiang for help before Gu Qingxi came to her aid.

Lower your head towards the distance.

While Su Lingshuang was speaking, an ancient city appeared in sight, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the thick city wall, giving people a sense of desolation.


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