Looking at the giant sword slowly rising behind the master, the ghost servant was stunned. He could no longer remember that he hadn't seen this [Qingyin] in many years.
Because with the master's current peerless martial arts, he does not need to summon [Qingyin] at all. He only needs to use the aura of [Qingyin] to be invincible in the world.
Suddenly summoned [Qingyin], did he think? The ghost servant laughed...
[Qingyin] As soon as the entire Lingyun Palace changed color, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth, which radiated dozens of miles, gathered together to it.
Even the students who were practicing martial arts in the atrium could feel this change. They asked He Fei in confusion: "Teacher, what happened?"
He Fei didn't know, he only knew that there were strange things in the air rushing towards Lingyun Palace.
As the spiritual energy gathered more and more, Xiaoman's body was surrounded by thousands of blue lights.
And in the blue light, the flashest and clearest as the sky is the dagger on her chest
In the darkness, Xiaoman felt an extremely comfortable stream flowing through her body.
It is so clear and so warm, like a spring of life, bringing her endless power
Qingliu stroked Xiaoman's seven meridians and eight meridians over and over again, as kind and soft as her mother's hands, making her feel very comfortable.
Before she knew it, she fell asleep sweetly and deeply
The blue light retreated, the giant sword disappeared, and the master of Lingyun Palace fell back to the ground with silver hair
"Master..." The ghost servant called out softly from the side
Hearing the call, he turned around, and the silver hair suddenly rippled in the air like a waterfall, like a Milky Way falling into the sky
"Old ghost, what's the matter?" he asked faintly.
The ghost servant held up his cheek and said jealously: "Why! Why! You are so handsome at any time? Your black hair is flowing and your silver hair is elegant. Are you planning to give me a way out?"
Faced with the unreasonable trouble of the ghost servant, he laughed, walked over, handed Xiaoman to the ghost servant's hand, wrapped a bunch of silver hair with his fingers, and said, "This is never good, I have to practice them back."
"How long will it take?"
"Three months, it's time to go into seclusion and practice."
"Then, what should I do with this little girl?"
"When she wakes up, I will discipline her well for me, and give her a hundred boards by the way. I will punish her for facing the wall for three days. What rules and taboos are all in her ears, which is really troublesome."