Zhu Ying smiled and said: "Yes, my family is full of dragons. Be careful, I get up in the middle of the night, manifest my original body, and eat you in one bite."
Xiaochong shook his head and said: "Brother Zhu is a gentle man and can't eat even a bowl of plain noodles. How can he eat such a big thing like me?"
Seeing that he was serious, Zhu Ying couldn't help laughing.
The two of them walked out of the academy hand in hand. Zhu Ying was very familiar with Bailu City. He found an old shop that had been open for decades. When he entered the shop, he shouted: "Half the table is open, please be lighter."
He seemed to come here often, and the waiter greeted him attentively. He wiped the table first, then wiped the stools, then asked the two of them to sit down, and went to the kitchen to order the food.
The two chatted about their studies and poetry, and did not mention Master Xiao or the supernatural things in public.
Not long after, the store brought the dishes to the table. Zhu Ying still ate lightly, only picking some boiled cabbage and steamed beans to take a few bites.
Xiao Chong had no appetite for food outside. After eating until he was half full, he stopped eating.
The two sat leisurely for a while again. Seeing that it was getting late and the academy was about to close, they walked back side by side.
The two returned to the warehouse and went up to the attic. Xiao Chong was about to review his lessons when Zhu Ying smiled and said, "Don't study today. I'll explain Yuanyuan Sword Technique to you."
Xiao Chong immediately put down the book in his hand. When Zhu Ying saw it, he admired her a little and said to himself: "If it were anyone else who knew about this immortal sword art, he would have been impatient and impatient. But he can still study.
He really has some temperament."
Zhu Ying called Xiao Chong over to his bed and said, "The Yuanyuan Sword Technique was created by Master Bai Yue of the Wutai Sect, who is also Master Xiao's master. We must call him Master."
"A superior sword scripture must have sword techniques, sword energy, and sword styles. The three are combined into a complete form."
"Sword Technique is used to control the sword and is the foundation of superior swordsmanship. It can control flying swords and has no way to change them; Sword Qi is the method of refining Qi and the source of driving force. If there is no sword Qi by your side, the flying sword will have no power; Sword Style
Transparent changes, slaying demons and demons, it’s so wonderful.”
Wang Chong thought to himself: "It turns out that Master Xiao is the swordsman of the Wutai Sect."
Zhu Ying stretched out a white jade-like finger, sketched in the void, and drew twenty-eight strange words. There were hooks and iron scratches condensed in the air, floating uncertainly. It was really magical. It was similar to a word on the stone tablet, except that the stone tablet
There are a total of 108 characters on it, which is more than three or four times as long.
Xiaochong was horrified and thought to himself: "Is that stone tablet originally from the Wutai Sect?"
Zhu Ying saw him dumbfounded and said: "Taoism in the world has its own origins, and the most wonderful thing is the Huntian Talisman."
"The Yuanyuan Sword Technique is the lineage of the Huntian Talisman. Each of these twenty-eight Huntian Talismans has infinite uses. Together they can activate the sword light and kill people thousands of miles away. It is a sword scripture.
The essence of the sword. Because of this secret sword technique, although Yuanyuan swordsmanship is not as good as the best direct descendant of the famous sect, it is still first-class swordsmanship."
Xiaochong's tutor was strict. Zhu Ying explained the Yuanyuan Sword Technique and regarded it as a teacher. Although he was dumbfounded, he did not interrupt or disturb him. He patiently listened to his explanation: "The Huntian Talisman has endless wonderful methods. Every talisman has
They all have wonderful uses, and there are even more methods of concentration and meditation, and there are countless secrets of cultivation. Without the guidance of a swordsman like Master Xiao, it would be useless for ordinary people to obtain them."
Zhu Ying kneaded the magic formula, and the twenty-seven Hun Tian Talisman dissipated together, leaving only one, still suspended in the void, and continued: "This Hun Tian Talisman means to take in, and it is pronounced as hook. You
If you can concentrate on contemplation and outline the shape in your spiritual thoughts, you can capture objects in the void."
Zhu Ying grabbed it with his hand, and an inkstone flew up and fell into his hand.
This was the first time that Xiaochong knew about the strange words on the stone tablets and how many details there were. Thinking of the words on the stone tablets, most of them had this word. He couldn't help but be confused and thought: "So that's the case. No wonder the copper ring is used."
The two words "Heiyun" and "Heiyun" have this one in them, which always means to collect and capture."
Zhu Ying talked about the Hun Tian Talisman, and then explained how to concentrate and keep such thoughts in mind. As for drawing words in the void, one must have the cultivation of Qi, but he just passed it by and didn't mention it for the time being.
Zhu Ying told one story, and Xiaochong suddenly became enlightened. He carefully recalled the two words about "controlling the copper ring" and "controlling the black cloud" and gained a lot.
Zhu Ying said: "To practice sword art, you must imprint the Huntian Talisman in your heart. Only when you feel that there is a talisman hanging in the air in front of you, bright and bright, like a candle all day long, will never be extinguished, can you be considered successful. The Huntian Talisman is also magical, and ordinary people
Often after months of visualizing, one still cannot be imprinted on my mind. Keep in mind that there is no one like you in the world, so you should practice the sword technique faster than others, and follow the method I taught you to visualize this Huntian Talisman."
Xiao Chong thought to himself: "Does it take several months to make just one talisman?"
He closed his eyes for a moment, and there were three Huntian talismans hanging in front of him.
One line is majestic and majestic, with clear light like daylight, and it changes impermanently; one line is deep and deep, lingering, and vast, like a dragon awakening from a sting, meaning that no one can stop it; one line is as sharp as a heavenly blade, brilliant and fierce, as if
The new hair is bright and radiant, with the meaning of cutting through the eight wastelands.
The third Huntian Talisman is not the one that "always has the intention of taking in, pronounced as a hook", nor is it the twenty-eight Yuanyuan Sword Jue, but the one hundred and eight.
The remaining two lines of text were suppressed.
Xiaochong opened his eyes and thought to himself: "This is not difficult. It is much easier than me writing down the entire inscription at Xiaohan Mountain."
Zhu Ying saw him close his eyes for a while, then opened them, sighed and said, "Don't tell me that you have succeeded in your dreams."
He knew that Xiao Chong had a unique mind and would have an advantage in visualizing the Sword Jue Talisman, but he never thought that Wang Chong could successfully visualize the Huntian Talisman in just a few moments.
Xiaochong thought for a while and waved towards Zhu Ying's inkstone.
Zhu Ying had just demonstrated it and put the inkstone at his feet. At this time, the inkstone was activated by the power of the talisman and suddenly jumped into the air, which shocked Zhu Ying.
Xiaochong thought that he had scared his friend, so he quickly removed his magic power, and the inkstone fell down, saying, "I was reckless, was Brother Zhu frightened?"
Zhu Ying looked at Wang Chong again, and the color on his face was a bit strange. He shook his head and said, "I am indeed frightened, but not the kind of fright you expected."
Zhu Ying bit her red lips lightly, revealing her fine teeth, and said, "If Master Xiao knew that your talent in learning Taoism was so amazing, I would be afraid that you would take it under your wing and never miss it again."
Xiaochong was slightly in a trance and said to himself: "Brother Zhu is really beautiful."
"This kind of demeanor is a bit like a girl's family..."
When Xiaochong thought of this, he quickly dismissed the idea and did not dare to think more about it. He had been taught to be a sincere gentleman since he was a child, and even the little maids who were close to him were treated with courtesy. It was inevitable that he had this idea for Zhu Ying.
It's meant to be a joke, I just think it's very disrespectful.
If Xiao Chong were two or three years older, he would definitely not think this way, but now that he is too young, he would be a bit like "a young gentleman who can be bullied."