Wang Chong also found it strange that Zhu Ying taught sword techniques and sword energy techniques in a gradual and orderly manner. Why did he wish that he could learn the sword techniques in one day, but he didn't dare to ask, so he studied hard.
Zhu Ying gave the instructions two or three times. Xiao Chong relied on his excellent memory. Although his shots were not strong enough, his changes were far from perfect, but his sword moves were already exactly the same. He had practiced the Yin Yang Sixty-Four Yang Sword Styles in a precise manner.
Sample.
Zhu Ying breathed a sigh of relief quietly and said: "You should remember well. Remember all the sword moves in your heart first. It doesn't matter if you can't practice them for the time being. If there is anything you don't know how to do, come to me and ask me these days."
Xiaochong nodded, not knowing why.
Zhu Ying told the Yuanyuan Sword Technique from beginning to end again, imparting everything he knew until the moon was high in the sky, feeling that there was nothing to say, so the two of them returned to the academy hand in hand.
At this time, the gate of the academy had been closed long ago, and the two of them climbed over the wall together. Zhu Ying was strong and agile, but Xiao Chong was a little clumsy, and there was some dirt on his face when he climbed over the wall.
Zhu Ying stretched out her hand to brush away the dust for him, and couldn't help but touch him gently.
Xiao Chong was very embarrassed and said, "Why is Brother Zhu so frivolous?"
Zhu Ying's face turned red and she said, "If you are not convinced, you can touch me too."
Xiaochong shook his head and said: "This is an insult to the gentlemen. You and I are both scholars, how can we touch each other?"
Zhu Ying's face was extremely red, she snorted and said to herself: "I remember this sentence, I'll see if you touch it in the future."
The two returned to the warehouse and went to sleep separately.
After that, for more than ten consecutive days, the two of them studied during the day and went to the back mountain to practice Yuanyuan Sword Technique together at night.
Zhu Ying worked tirelessly to explain the yin and yang sword styles to Wang Chong one by one, and taught him how to cope with the enemy's changes.
After practicing hard for more than ten days, although he lacked cultivation, his energy and magic power were weak, and his sword had no power, under Zhu Ying's teaching, Xiao Chong's changes in moves improved surprisingly quickly.
Zhu Yingmu's sword circled around and performed a cold moon move.
Xiaochong's wrist was weak and he couldn't keep up with his changes. The wooden sword in his hand flew away, and he was very upset.
Zhu Ying put away the sword, took a weak shot, grabbed the wooden sword that was thrown away, handed it to Wang Chong, and said with a smile: "Don't be upset, you have no real energy and you don't have enough strength. I knocked the sword away."
, it is a matter of course. These days, you have made great progress. With a sword in your hand, it is not a problem to fight two or three ordinary strong men."
Xiaochong thought to himself: "I'm afraid that the people I will meet in the future are not ordinary people." He still remembers the old man with a white beard who took him away, and he can't forget the Taoist man driving a flying corpse he met on the way to the academy.
, not to mention Luo Laoyao and Immortal Master Xiao Nan.
How can these little bugs resist these people?
He was also slightly aware that Zhu Ying was afraid that something had happened, but Wang Chong followed his family's motto and behaved like a gentleman, and he was not good at asking people's personal stories, so he could only suppress such worries in his heart.
Zhu Ying put away the wooden sword and thought to herself: "The second brother gave me a half-month deadline, and the time is almost up."
"I have now taught Wang Chong everything I know and have learned. I wonder what will happen to him in the future. Can he develop a skill based on this so that he can come to find me?"
Wang Chong put the wooden sword into the black wind bag and was about to go down the mountain with Zhu Ying when he heard the roar of a tiger and a black wind rising in the air.
The two of them held hands together and hid under a big tree, then looked up.
A black wind floated in the air, and a monster with black hair and exposed bones spouted black smoke, chirped and laughed, and kept attacking the black wind.
Xiaochong saw that this monster looked familiar, and couldn't help being surprised, and thought to himself: "It turns out that it was the old man who lost the copper ring that day who was driving the flying thing."
"His monster is here, but where is he?"
Zhu Ying was from an extraordinary background and recognized the two people who were fighting. He couldn't help but secretly shout: "Isn't it his second brother's friend Lu Xuansheng who controls the black wind? How can he fight with the people of the Sky Corpse Cult? The man who controls Feitian Yaksha has strong magic power. I don't know.
Which elder from the Heavenly Corpse Sect?"
"Where is my second brother?"
Zhu Ying knew that her magic power was useless and did not dare to rush forward to help.
Xiaochong whispered: "On the way to the academy, I saw that monster. It was owned by a short, middle-aged Taoist wearing a black robe. The Taoist even asked me how to get to Xiaohan Mountain."
Zhu Ying was horrified and thought secretly: "Short in stature, he likes to wear black Taoist robes. He should be Sun Yougui, the fourth elder of the Heavenly Corpse Sect. This person has been practicing Taoism for more than two hundred years, but he is gifted and enlightened, and his magic power is probably still in his cultivation years.
Above the old demon Luo."
"Although Lu Xuansheng has obtained the true inheritance of Black Wind Temple, he is a horse rider and his skills are not as good as those of Luo Yao."
"Sun Yougui only allowed a flying yaksha to fight. Before he could use his full strength, Lu Xuansheng was already overwhelmed and was not far from losing. If the fourth elder of the Heavenly Corpse Sect had gone all out, the second brother's friend would probably be helpless.
Already."
Xiao Chong was about to pull Zhu Ying away from here quickly. There were people fighting in the sky. How could a big tree cover them up?
A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall!
This has been a clear teaching since ancient times.
Suddenly, I heard someone sneer in my ear and said, "So it's your boy. We met him in this barren mountain. It's a fate."
Zhu Ying and Wang Chong turned around together, and saw a short Taoist wearing black Taoist robes standing under a big tree not far away.
Zhu Ying hurriedly stood up and protected Wang Chong.
Wang Chong cupped his hands and said, "It turns out to be senior."
"Last time I met Daozuo by chance, my senior left something behind. I picked it up and had nowhere to return it. We are destined to meet again today. I should return it to Zhao intact."
Wang Chong took out the copper ring and presented it with both hands.
Although he picked up this thing and played with it for a long time, he never regarded it as his own. When he saw the original owner, his first thought was to return the original thing.
Sun Yougui glanced at it, sneered, and said, "This is not my thing."
Xiaochong said: "After senior left, this thing fell on the ground. How come it doesn't belong to senior?"
Sun Yougui sneered again and again and said: "The name of the Ten Ghosts of Xishan violated my taboo, and my attitude was not very respectful. I asked Feitian Yaksha to kill them. I don't know which of them used the magic weapon to smash Feitian."
Yaksha is embedded in that thing."
"My old man doesn't like this kind of stuff, so you can keep it for fun."
The little bug followed the good example and collected it.
His father once taught that if you want to win people's favor, you should be diligent and diligent, and 80% of the time you will not end up well. Instead, you should ask people for help. If they help you, you can repay them, which will make it easier to build a closer relationship.
The short black-robed Taoist asked Wang Chong to keep this copper ring as a sign of friendship. If he refused forcefully, he would not be happy with it.
Xiaochong was afraid that the little Taoist would get angry and kill himself and Zhu Ying, so he behaved extremely obediently.
Zhu Ying also didn't expect that Wang Chong handled it very well. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a sharp shout and a cloud of white mist flew down out of thin air.
A young man in white clenched his fist, atomized eight dragons, and roared towards them.