Hearing this, Qingge took out the Mingwang Sword without thinking and put it in Jiang Ling'er's hand.
"Have you ever learned sword skills before?" Qingge asked.
Jiang Ling'er's face was still covered with a cold black mask, her eyelashes as thick as cattail leaf trembled slightly, Jiang Ling'er raised her eyelids and looked at Qing Ge.
Jiang Ling'er shook her head, "I haven't learned anything."
The King Ming's sword was so heavy that Jiang Ling'er couldn't hold it with both hands.
Jiang Ling'er was very surprised that such a heavy knife seemed so light in her hand.
With a snap of the fingers, you can kill people and destroy the country.
In an instant, millions of people could be dead and bleeding for thousands of miles.
…
"I'll teach you."
Qingge laughed softly.
She approached Jiang Ling'er, stood behind Jiang Ling'er, held Jiang Ling'er's hand holding the knife, got close to Jiang Ling'er, and said slowly: "Compared with other weapons, the knife seems to be more bulky, but in fact, people who love knives
, are mostly paranoid and stubborn people. For most swordsmen, the sword is a kind of belief, not a stepping stone to advance. The sword is more important than strength. You must make every sword strike to split the sky.
Kaishan, when you reach this point, it is the entry point of a swordsman. To become a true swordsman, you must understand the sword and achieve a state of unity with the sword in front of you."
A person who repairs swords, unlike swords, spears, halberds and hammers, requires great talent and only needs a persistent belief in the sword.
Jiang Ling'er was in a daze, looking at the Mingwang Sword in front of her in a daze.
Qingge held her hand, and she held the Mingwang Sword and performed simple moves on the fifth level of the Lotus Realm.
Looking from a distance, the golden light spreads out, the lotus flowers turn into mist, and only the shadows of the two people are left moving.
The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword.
At this moment, Jiang Ling'er was smiling and firmly believed that one day she would become a powerful swordsman.
She fell in love with the knife.
The moment she held the Mingwang Sword, she seemed to have found a fateful bond.
In the spiritual world, Feng Qi was dragging her cheeks with her slender fingers. At this moment, she still had a high and noble posture of respecting the queen, just like a resentful woman who had been relegated to the cold palace.
Feng Qi's sad eyes glared fiercely at Qing Ge across the parallel spiritual world.
How dare you flirt with the little hoof next to her in front of her!
Feng Qi snorted and turned away.
Jiang Linger, the number one enemy!
Jiang Ling'er, who was practicing swordsmanship with Qing Ge, suddenly sneezed unexpectedly. Jiang Ling'er looked around the lotus realm blankly, everything was fine, why did he sneeze again?
Qing Ge frowned. Now, not only could Feng Qi understand her thoughts, but she could also feel what Feng Qi was thinking.
Qingge swallowed hard, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in her heart.
I heard that the Empress is a man of both genders, and has an indescribable relationship with the Snow Maiden.
Could it be that she has been in love for a long time and the empress admires her?
Qingge's eyes trembled slightly, and two blushes suddenly appeared on both sides of her cheeks.
Lily or something, isn't it too shameful?
Qingge shuddered, if Xiao Yueyue found out, she would probably explode.
Why.
It’s hard to give up on natural beauty. I blame her for being so beautiful.
…
Seeing Qing Ge becoming more and more narcissistic, Feng Qi got goosebumps all over his body, "You stinky girl, what are you thinking about? I haven't been this hungry yet." Feng Qi said with disgust.
When the conversation changed, Feng Qi was very proud: "Besides, it is an honor for you to be favored by me."
Qingge twitched the corner of her mouth, stopped talking to the narcissistic Feng Qi, and continued to teach Jiang Ling'er the sword skills.
Every swordsman has faith in his heart.
Spiritual master practitioners must understand the state of mind, and swordsmen must also understand the skills of swordsmen.
Everyone's experience in swordsmanship is different.
For Qingge, the sword is her comrade-in-arms, drinking with her, killing with her, galloping with her, and living in blood together.
She told Jiang Ling'er without reservation what she had learned about swordsmanship.
For a novice swordsman who has just started to get started, it is nothing less than an honor and a shortcut to be able to get an explanation from a senior swordsman or even personally explain it.
Jiang Ling'er looked at Qingge gratefully.
Love in the world is like drinking water and knowing whether it is warm or cold.
Repay a favor with a peach, a drop of kindness, a gift from heaven and earth.
Jiang Ling'er looked at Qing Ge's perfectly contoured profile, gritted her teeth, and strengthened her determination.
"I have taught you the entry-level skills of a swordsman and swordsmanship. Now let me see your skill as a swordsman."
Qingge sat cross-legged and waited for Jiang Linger to show off.
She wanted to see if Jiang Ling'er was suitable for the knife.
Jiang Ling'er nodded, holding the Mingwang Sword, touching the ground with the soles of her feet, her body as light as a swallow.
The body flipped lightly in the air, and when he turned over several times, the Mingwang sword in his hand was simple and crude.
Her legs suddenly split open to both sides, and when her body fell vertically and quickly, Jiang Ling'er raised the Mingwang Sword with both hands above her head, and then suddenly slashed it down.
The moment the King Ming's sword struck down, Feng Qi's eyes in the spiritual world narrowed tightly and shone with an inexplicable light.
Qingge, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly stood up and looked at Jiang Linger nervously.
But when Jiang Ling'er was chopping the knife, the blade trembled, the knife continued to scream, a roar sounded, and a huge beast rushed out from the knife.
It was the head of a ferocious beast, with its mouth wide open and roaring so powerfully that it broke the sky.
This beast was the ancient Ming King and was the most terrifying beast at that time.
Jiang Ling'er screamed, the tiger's mouth was numb, and the force from the Mingwang sword penetrated Jiang Ling'er's body, causing Jiang Ling'er's internal organs to tremble.
Jiang Ling'er fell to the ground without holding the Mingwang Sword. There was a clang and the Mingwang Sword fell to the ground.
At the same time, the ferocious beast that shot out from King Ming's sword also disappeared.
Qing Ge hurriedly walked to Jiang Ling'er, put her palms on Jiang Ling'er's back, and the healing power of the Snow Ling'er like waves on the sea slowly crossed into Jiang Ling'er's body, protecting Jiang Ling'er in time.
The child's internal organs stabilized the wave of energy rushing out from the beast's mouth.
Qingge's eyes were slightly red, and she looked at Jiang Linger complicatedly.
Her talent in the Mingwang Sword can be said to be unparalleled.
She is good at swords and bows, among which Gong is the Wuji Bow God, but she knows that the talent of the bow comes from Feng Qi residing in her body.
Qingge is not proud of Wuji Bow God, because that is not her talent.
Only the sword was a feat she gained through years of fighting in all directions and meditating.
She has never summoned the evil beast of King Ming.
Never.
Her swordsmanship has always stayed at this level.
Her Mingwang sword can only enter another swordsman realm when she can summon Mingwang at any time.
Qingge grinned.
My new understanding of the swordsmanship is——
Give someone a rose, and the fragrance will linger in your hands.
If she hadn't generously donated her swordsmanship, she wouldn't have been able to see the sudden appearance of the fierce beast of King Ming in Jiang Ling'er's sword skills.
Feng Qi smiled and said: "Things in the world are really interesting. From now on, a young sword king will be born."
This sword king is Qingge.
"No, they are two sword kings." Feng Qi said again.
Jiang Ling'er's understanding of the sword also shocked her.
Feng Qi shook his head and sighed: "There are talented people from generation to generation, but I am getting old."