Gu Xingyun's failure did not seem to affect Qingqing.
The girl blinked her big eyes and slowly walked towards the stone with leaves. But her eyes never fell on the leaf. Instead, she lowered her head and looked at the cracks on the ground intently.
This crack is the trace left by the sword energy on the ground when Liang Yan threw out the leaves.
Qingqing seemed to sense something from this crack. Her steps were sometimes fast and sometimes slow. It took her a full quarter of an hour to reach the boulder covered with leaves.
It was only then that Qingqing slowly raised her head.
She looked at the leaf that Gu Xingyun returned without success. Without any nervousness, she stretched out her right hand and picked it gently, and actually picked off the leaf.
"How can it be?!"
When Gu Xingyun behind him saw this scene, he had a look of disbelief on his face.
You must know that you are a genuine Golden Core monk, and you have also used the "Eight Directions Gathering Spirit Technique", a secret technique that can strengthen your body in a short period of time. Even so, you cannot pull out the leaves from the stone.
This Qingqing is only at the Juyuan realm, so why can she pull out the leaves so easily?
“Well done.”
Liang Yan nodded approvingly to Qingqing, then turned his eyes and landed on Gu Xingyun.
"I think you must have a lot of doubts in your heart. Why can't I pull out this small leaf at the Golden Core Realm, but Qingqing at the Juyuan Realm can pull it out?"
"My disciple is stupid, please give me some advice from Master." Gu Xingyun said with a sincere face.
"Actually, the reason is very simple."
Liang Yan smiled slightly and said: "If you regard this leaf as your natal flying sword, then every time you control the flying sword, it will leave corresponding traces in your Taoist hearts. When you can find this trace and put it
When your own swordsmanship is integrated with it, you can resonate with the flying sword, thereby achieving the state of doing whatever you want, like an arm using your fingers. But if you ignore the traces in your Tao heart and blindly pursue the sharpness of the flying sword, then even the flying sword will
No matter how powerful or powerful I am, I can't really use it to your advantage."
"Find the traces in Tao's heart?"
Gu Xingyun murmured, with a vague expression on his face.
The next moment, he glanced to the other side and saw Qingqing squatting on the boulder, holding the freshly pulled leaves in her hands, imitating Liang Yan's example of swinging a sword in the air.
"Qingqing can master the art of swordsmanship in such a short period of time. It seems that her understanding and talent are far better than mine."
"That's not necessarily the case."
Liang Yan shook his head and said with a smile: "The reason why Qingqing can pull out the leaves is not because she understands the principles of swordsmanship, but because she is naive and has no strong purpose. Think about it carefully, when I ordered you to pull out the leaves.
, you only think about how to pull out the leaves. But Qingqing is not the same. She has a strong interest in everything, so she focuses on the sword marks on the ground. Many times, it’s not that we are not smart enough.
But because he is too smart, he limits his own practice. If he could retain his innocence like Qingqing, perhaps many problems would be solved."
"I see."
Looking at Qingqing in the distance and listening to Liang Yan's teachings, Gu Xingyun finally showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"People control swords, and swords control people. Remember, if you only regard your natal flying sword as a magic weapon or a murder weapon, your future achievements will be very limited," Liang Yan warned again.
"Thank you, Master, for your teaching!" Gu Xingyun's attitude was very respectful.
"Okay, I have taught you the first lesson. Now I will teach you the sword skills."
Liang Yan's current state of swordsmanship is different from what it used to be, and his vision is also very different. He taught the two swordsmanship techniques not according to the script, because Gu Xingyun and Qingqing have different personalities, so he compiled the "Tao Sword Classic" according to his own knowledge of swordsmanship.
"The Sword Raising Chapter" was compiled into two different formulas, which were taught to Gu Xingyun and Qingqing respectively.
After the two of them had obtained their respective sword techniques, they were overjoyed and couldn't wait to understand them. Liang Yan would also give careful guidance on some things that he didn't understand and would practice them in the open space for the two of them.
At sunset, both Gu Xingyun and Qingqing felt that they had benefited a lot, as if they had opened a door to a new world.
"Okay, that's it for today's practice. You all go back and review what you learned today in the evening." Liang Yan said calmly.
Gu Xingyun and Qingqing looked at each other, feeling that they still had something to say, but Liang Yan had already issued an eviction order, so they couldn't stay here.
"Thank you Master for your teaching. Let's take our leave now and come back to visit you tomorrow."
The two of them bowed to Liang Yan and exited the valley consciously.
Looking at the two people leaving, a smile appeared on Liang Yan's lips.
"The talents of these two people are not bad. If they continue to practice at this rate, it will not be long before they can 'introduce the sword into the body'. By then, they will only need a flying sword."
There are no sword cultivators in Langhuan Continent, so naturally there can be no flying swords.
Thinking of this, Liang Yan suddenly had an idea in his mind, that is, to start a furnace to refine the sword himself.
In fact, this idea had already sprouted after he obtained the "Tiangong Secret Scroll". However, he met Lian Xin just after he came out of the Qianji Demon Tower. After that, he only wanted to restore his cultivation, and he didn't have any leisure until today.
Gu Xingyun and Qingqing were just beginners in the art of swordsmanship and were unable to control flying swords that were too powerful. With Liang Yan's current level of cultivation, it only took three or four days to refine flying swords for them.
This can be regarded as a practice to prepare yourself for refining the natal flying sword in the future.
Liang Yan did it as soon as he thought of it. There was no shortage of materials in his storage ring. He also studied the "Secret Scroll of Tiangong" for a long time. It was not a problem to have two entry-level flying swords.
After returning to the thatched cottage, Liang Yan installed a sword refining furnace in the courtyard, prepared many refining materials aside, and asked Li Xiaosong, who had just recovered, to help him control the fire, and began to practice swordsmanship for the two of them.
Early the next morning, Gu Xingyun and Qingqing came to visit again and were overjoyed to learn that Liang Yan was refining flying swords for them.
After a day of practice, they already know the significance of flying swords to sword cultivation. Being able to have a natal flying sword when they first started practicing is definitely a win at the starting point.
Because of the sword refining, Liang Yan could not distract him. He simply answered some questions about their cultivation, and then let them study on their own.
Three days like this passed quickly.
At noon on the third day, Gu Xingyun and Qingqing were studying the sword skills taught by Liang Yan in the valley, when they suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from the direction of the thatched cottage.
The two looked at each other, with joy in their eyes.
"Master, it's finished!"
Without any hesitation, the two of them turned into a ray of light at the same time and flew towards the direction of the thatched cottage.
A moment later, Gu Xingyun and Qingqing appeared in the courtyard of the thatched cottage.
At this moment, Liang Yan had already put away the fire, with a smile on his face.
"You guys came just in time, and my furnace of flying swords came out just in time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Yan flicked his finger, and he opened the furnace lid, and two sword lights shot into the sky.
One of them was black and fell in front of Gu Xingyun. It was about seven feet long, thick and edgeless, like a huge iron block.
The other one was green, falling in front of Qingqing. It was no more than two and a half feet long, light and soft, like a willow branch.
"These are the flying swords I made for the two of you. One is 'Zhenxie' and the other is 'Qingye'. They are enough for you to use until the sword is strong."
"Suppress evil."
Gu Xingyun murmured, took the flying sword in front of him, and gently touched the sword body with his hand, his eyes filled with excitement.
The next moment, he held a long sword in his hand, knelt down on his knees, and saluted Liang Yan respectfully: "Thank you, Master, for giving me the sword!"
"Get up."
Liang Yan waved his sleeves, and a soft breeze blew by, lifting Gu Xingyun up from the ground.
"whee."
Qingqing on the side was smiling and waving the "Green Leaf Sword" in her hand, looking very excited.
"Is this the flying sword that Brother Liang gave me? It really looks good, much better than Gu Xingyun's iron knot!"
Liang Yan knew her character, smiled slightly and said: "As long as you like it, these two flying swords have just been released, and the blades are hard to hold back. Be careful not to hurt yourself. Also, when you go back, you must shed blood to recognize the owner, be patient.
Only after practicing for seven days and seven nights can you make it your own flying sword."
"Thank you Master!"
"I know, Brother Liang!"
Gu Xingyun and Qingqing responded at the same time, looking a little impatient.
"Okay, I have already taught you the sword technique. You can warm up the flying sword by yourself in the past few days. When you can initially control the flying sword, I will give you guidance on your practice."
Liang Yan waved his hand and sent the two of them away directly.
Gu Xingyun and Qingqing were both smart people. They knew that Liang Yan was concerned, so they didn't say much. They said goodbye and left the valley at the same time.
Arriving outside the valley, Qingqing couldn't help it any longer and chirped like a lark: "Senior Brother Gu! Senior Brother Gu! Who do you think the woman in Brother Liang's house is? A man and a woman are alone in the same room. Wow, are they?
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Although Liang Yan did not accept Qing Qing as his disciple, Qing Qing regarded him as her master in her heart, so privately she and Gu Xingyun regarded him as a fellow disciple.
"Keep your voice down!"
Gu Xingyun hurriedly pressed Qingqing's mouth, and then looked back in the direction of the valley. Seeing that there was no movement, he whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, that may be your future master's wife, be careful not to offend her."
If you're happy, you won't get any good fruits."
"Oh, I see." Qingqing blinked her big eyes and muttered a little aggrievedly.
Seeing her aggrieved look, Gu Xingyun smiled helplessly.
He was not a monk from Shennong Mountain. After arriving here, he was arranged to live near Qing Qing. In the past few days, the two of them often practiced swordsmanship together, exchanged experiences, and while admiring each other, they also developed a desire to win.
"Let's go, we'll start to refine our natal flying swords when we get back. Let's see who of us succeeds first this time."
Gu Xingyun has always been worried about Qingqing's ability to pull out leaves. He always thought that he could defeat this girl elsewhere, so the first thing he thought about after getting the Flying Sword of Life was to fight with Qingqing.
Compete to see who can succeed in the sacrifice first.
"Okay, who's afraid of whom?" Qingqing refused to admit defeat at all and snorted: "I will definitely beat you this time!"
"Okay, we'll see." Gu Xingyun smiled brightly.
In the next few days, Liang Yan stayed with Wuxin in the thatched cottage. Under his careful care, Wuxin's injuries gradually improved and his skills gradually recovered.
At noon on the tenth day, Wu Xin slowly woke up from his sedation.
"How do you feel?" Liang Yan asked with concern.
"My meridians have recovered, my qi and blood are full, and I am no longer seriously injured."
Wu Xin smiled slightly, her face was very rosy, not sick at all, and there was a wisp of purple flowers flowing in her eyes, which should be the performance after completing the "Purple Flower Demon Sutra".
"Idiot, you have worked hard these days. When I am seriously injured, I know you will save me, because you are the only person I can trust in this world."
Wu Xin said, leaning her head in Liang Yan's arms and gently caressing his cheek with her bare hands.
"Then I'm flattered."
A smile appeared on the corner of Liang Yan's mouth, and he lifted Wu Xin's chin with his hand. The two looked at each other, and a thousand words turned into tenderness.
The next moment, Liang Yan kissed her without hesitation.
Wuxin's lips were moist and sweet, as if they had endless magic power. Neither of them wanted to let go of each other. Gradually, the door opened, and they deepened and entangled each other.
At this moment, time briefly lost its meaning.
Liang Yan forgot where he was, the problems he was about to face, and all the trivial matters.
It wasn't until Wu Xin gently pushed himself away that he slowly came back to his senses.
There was still a faint fragrance between his lips and teeth, and Liang Yan pursed his lips subconsciously, actually lingering for a while.
"You idiot, you are not serious," Wu Xin snarled, but his face turned slightly red with embarrassment.
When Liang Yan saw this, he laughed and said, "How can it be considered inappropriate for me to kiss my own wife?"
"This is other people's territory, we can't relax too much," Wu Xin reminded.
"Madam, don't worry. The Shennong Husband has assigned this valley to me, and there are restrictions set up by me around it. No one can come in unless the Shennong Husband comes personally."
After Wu Xin heard this, he felt a little relieved. After thinking for a moment, he added: "Listen to what you said, this Juntian City is also very strange. There are obviously no saints and strong men in the city, but it can be ranked among the seven mountains and twelve cities. It is simply a bit strange.
It’s unbelievable.”
"It's not surprising." Liang Yan shook his head and said: "The first generation of the city lord of Juntian City was a real saint and strong man. Back then, Shen Nong tasted herbs to save the world. There must be many people in Antarctic Fairy Continent who have benefited from him. These
There are many masters in the descendants of human beings, and there may even be saints appearing. Therefore, the foundation of Juntian City is far deeper than what we see on the surface."
The reason why he said this is because although Juntian City is in seclusion, Shennong Hu is well-informed and can even master information that ordinary saints cannot master, which is enough to show that Juntian City still has a certain power in Antarctic Fairy Continent.
Wu Xin nodded slightly after listening to Liang Yan's analysis.
"The Shennong family is indeed worthy of respect, and their medical skills are also amazing."
At this point, Wu Xin's eyes suddenly lit up, he grabbed Liang Yan's hand and said, "Idiot, since Shennong Hu's medical skills are so good, why not let him see the wounds of the Great Dao in your body?
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