i have a sword fairy

The young Confucian scholar looked disgusted and his tone was puzzled.

Gui was silent for a while, and suddenly cursed: "Fuck off! Fuck you. You've been thinking about something messy all day long."

Zhao Rong didn't know that this scolding actually made him suffer a lot.

At this time, the voice of the scolding voice returned to a bit low and hoarse, with a rebellious tone, but the voice was still brighter like a wind chime.

But Zhao Rong heaved a sigh of relief, he was very receptive to being scolded, and said happily: "Not bad, this is you, return to the Great Sword Spirit, please swear a little more, hurry up, I owe you a lot of scolding."

"..." Sword Spirit.

"You fucking bitch, give me a run for it!" Gui was angry and speechless.

Zhao Rong felt refreshed after being scolded.

He glanced out the window, only to see that the lights in the west wing had gone out, and Xiao Qian'er and Su Qingdai should have fallen asleep.

So, the young Confucian scholar went to close the window while listening to the curse words of a certain sword spirit with a very high repetition rate.

Zhao Rong returned to the table and sat down, waved his hands carelessly and said:

"Okay, okay, stop scolding, and take a rest."

"I'm about to scold you, but you owe it to me!"

"Okay, then I'll scold you later. By the way, I'm asking you, how are you preparing for my Fuyao Realm cultivation technique? Before you went to sleep, didn't you tell me that you still have something to remember? Although I don’t know what sleep has to do with memories, but you say yes.”

Sword Spirit snorted twice, "Hey, Mr. Zhao is really different when he arrives in Fuyao Realm. He speaks louder. I don't even feel that I am worthy of you."

Zhao Rong shook his head with a smile, "All right, all right, you can scold or get angry first, and I'll ask after you're done."

"Hmph, it's boring." Gui was very arrogant.

If you beg me, I will stop scolding you.

Zhao Rong knew it would do this, so he nodded:

"Then let's get down to business. I remember that before, you told me that my vision of transforming a dragon, which absorbs well water and dragon energy, might be suitable for practicing an ancient kung fu that you remember? Have you remembered it? "

Gui curled his lips, "I'm ready, but you are the slowest, so I have the nerve to remind you."

Zhao Rong ignored it and said directly: "What kind of exercise are you talking about?"

The tone is curious.

Gui didn't make trouble anymore at this time, and after being quiet for a while, he suddenly said: "Do you still remember... On the way to Duyou City when I first set off, I once said to you when I was chatting with you, when I was wandering in the starry sky outside the world, At the edge of Suzaku's heart, I witnessed a strange fight."

Zhao Rong nodded vigorously: "Why don't you remember? This is the most powerful act of pretense that I have seen so far."

He thought for a while and said sincerely, "Are you coming again?"

Return: "..."

It paused for a while, ignored someone, and continued:

"At that time, I witnessed a not-so-small world, which was torn apart by a warrior and a monster... Well, the valiant warrior won the fight, and later."

Zhao Rong patted his legs and interrupted: "Later he was also killed by you, I know."

When the words fell, he shook his head and sighed:

"Unfortunately, this senior martial artist has just finished a bloody battle, and he is probably exhausted to death. Well, do you think it is easy to overturn a fierce monster and smash another plane? In the end, you, Gui Dajianxian, directly Jumped out from the corner, and jumped on it vigorously... Well, some people don't talk about martial arts, I won't say who it is."

The sword spirit who doesn't talk about martial arts: "???"

Zhao Rong comforted: "But it's true, after all, you can win, it's not shabby, return, you don't have to feel too guilty."

Gui scolded anxiously: "You fucking fart, I didn't sneak attack!"

I don't know why, when I stay with this broken sword master, it just looks more and more unpleasant, and my heart is full of anger.

If someone dared to take a closer look at it before it fell, the ashes would be blown away, let alone someone like him who speaks casually and cleverly in front of it...

Jian Ling couldn't help scolding Zhao Rong a few more times, and then spoke arrogantly and despised him:

"Oh, so at first glance, you are a layman who doesn't understand anything."

Zhao Rong said softly: "Understood, understood, you are not a sneak attack, this is called... a strategic appearance, right? It means the same as a strategic retreat."

I was in a hurry: "Zhao Rong, fuck your uncle! I came out at the right time, but contrary to what you said, this martial artist with a very strange way was the most energetic and energetic at the moment when he killed the monster. At its peak!"

"Oh?" Zhao Ronggao glanced at it.

Jian Ling proudly said, "For this kind of peak martial artist who has become a god in the flesh, as long as he still has the spirit, he will become more and more courageous in the battle. Step, and this seat, picked him at the peak of the time, sent out the sword, and killed him. Besides."

It paused.

"It's your fault. I didn't expect so many old guys to dare, but you, an old guy, dared to go up. It's amazing." Zhao Rong raised his brows and asked curiously: "Eh, what's more."

"Get out, you're just an old guy." Guihui cursed, and then said: "Hmph, you know, at the beginning, the opponent of this martial artist, that is, the monster, who was its body? ? Why did they fight?"

Zhao Rong thought for a while, and felt that it was beyond his imagination for the time being, and shook his head, "I don't know, uh, as for why they fought... Could it be that they didn't like each other, 'what do you look at', 'what do you look at', Then there was a fight; or is it... grabbing territory?"

"Seize the place and blow up the territory? Is this how you rob the territory?"

"..." Zhao Rong.

"Ahem, that's true."

Guihu said seriously: "That's... a demonic dragon, but there are too many dragon descendants in the heavens and myriad realms. Seeing that our dragons in the Xuanhuang Realm are different, they are also different from the dragon girls I raised before. Anyway, the main body should be There is no doubt that the dragon descendant is stronger than almost all the dragon descendants I have seen before."

"And that martial artist, after forcibly tearing the evil dragon in half, smashing the pill to practice his soul in the blood mist, ate the blood of the dragon... The spirit is more exuberant."

After thinking about it, he said firmly:

"The dragon's surging dragon energy and blood body should have benefited the unknown skills he practiced. At that time, I saw with my own eyes that this martial artist became stronger and became a little strange. Even his physical body began to spontaneity. Ingesting the luck of the broken world on the other side... You may not know what this means, this luck... I will tell you later."

It paused, its tone inexplicable.

"So, this weird warrior and that monster fought in the dark, probably in order to eat each other. They took some kind of similar path, and they wanted to use each other to complement their own way."

Sword Spirit has a very high level of knowledge, and has glimpsed many things from it.

Zhao Rong was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly thought of the matter of transforming the dragon in his body, which was also absorbing and transforming the dragon energy, but this transformation was a bit unknown.

And this outsider martial artist who he didn't know, who came from tens of thousands of years ago, became even more vigorous, good guy, he was eaten raw.

Zhao Rong let out a breath and sighed: "Could it be...hasn't he considered grilling? Such a big dragon..."

Return: "???"

"Isn't it too clean to eat raw? Look at me, I absorb the well water and dragon gas, and I use tea to drink, so I must be hygienic."

He nodded, elegance never going out of style.

"...So what if he grills and eats, and what if he doesn't grill? Does this have anything to do with what I want to say?"

"I'm just curious."

"Don't you understand the point of this seat? Is this seat talking about whether the magic dragon wants to barbecue? Zhao Rong, I will burn your uncle!" Jian Ling was angry, and later even 'this seat 'I forgot to say both words.

Zhao Rong coughed, stopped thinking about it, and returned to the topic, "So, Gui, you mean..."

"That's right, what I'm talking about is the out-of-boundary kung fu practiced by this eccentric warrior. It doesn't belong to the Xuanhuang Realm..." Jianling paused for a moment, then snorted softly, "Well, but from now on, it will belong."

The spirit of the young Confucian scholar was revived!

Chapter 468 If you want to practice this skill, you must first____

Sometime in the middle of the night.

In the west wing of the courtyard, it was pitch black.

On the inner side of the house, there is a small 'mountain' on the bed, and a certain pretty girl is sleeping under the blanket.

On the other side of the room, there was a woman with long hair in a black dress, meditating quietly on the futon.

One woman sleeps, and the other practices.

The west wing was quiet.

Needle drop is audible.

At a certain moment, in the main room not far away, there seemed to be some subtle aura fluctuations.

The momentum was not big, and the fluctuations were already undetectable before passing through the range of the courtyard gate.

Inside the west chamber, it was still as quiet as before.

The figure of a woman in a black dress who was meditating was completely motionless.

Only occasionally, the bulging quilt on the bed in the back room would move, and it was the pretty girl inside who turned over in a sleepy daze.

A tiny gaze leaked from the slits of the eyes, quickly swept across the blanket, and then glanced towards the direction of the main room outside the window.

The eyes are fleeting.

Su Qingdai has closed her eyes.

She was practicing 'seriously', at a certain moment, the corners of her mouth slightly raised...

……

"Wait, I have a question."

Inside the house.

At this moment, Zhao Rong was a little agitated, but he learned the lesson from last time, facing this kind of powerful existence that sounded outrageous at first glance, and was unknown how many floors higher than Kunpeng Wufu in the Xuanhuang Realm.

He thought for a while, and said tentatively:

"Well, come on, are you sure this time this exercise...isn't a bad street one? It's the kind that's all outside."

Although the "Ants Climb to Heaven Jue" cultivated in the Ascend to Heaven Realm is a good skill, it is too ignorant. Zhao Rong has always been a little bit worried about it, thinking that a useless sword spirit has been put on the table.

Does it make little difference with or without it?

However, at this moment, what he didn't expect was that Gui admitted without even thinking about it: "I don't know either."

Zhao Rong's forehead was black.

Jian Ling's voice paused for a while, and he laughed lightly, as if he knew Zhao Rong's thoughts and deliberately wanted to annoy him.

After a while, it smiled and said:

"However, before meeting this martial artist outside the realm, I have never seen such a weird skill before."

"eccentric?"

It can be classified as a weird skill... Zhao Rong was secretly surprised, and he felt more anticipation in his heart.

"Well, you can almost use this word, and you'll know when you take a look at it later."

"Look? What do you mean?"

Gui didn't explain right away, and continued to think to himself: "This unknown warrior should have come from a far, far away place. He left his hometown and traveled all the way, just like me at that time. So his set of cornerstone exercises from his 'hometown' , I'm not sure if it's a common product there, but..."

"But what?"

"But I guess not, because this technique looks weird, so if all the warriors in his 'hometown' are practicing this, hehe." Gui smiled, "So the meticulous Mr. Zhao, I am satisfied this time. Well, it’s a truly peerless skill.”

Zhao Rong: "..."

However, he still said poorly, "Oh, no matter how powerful this technique is, this powerful martial artist was still taken care of by Gui Dajianxian, or he was slaughtered by you when he was at his peak, so All in all, Gui Dajianxian is still powerful. Gui Dajianxian's skills are even more powerful."

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes lightly: "By the way, what was your cultivation technique when you were in the Fuyao state, and you haven't told me about it..."

At this time, Jian Ling seemed to have skipped Zhao Rong's question unintentionally, and interrupted directly:

"Oh, is this a matter of skill level? It depends on the person. The same skill can be achieved differently by different people. In the final analysis, the skill is just a tool for mountain climbing."

"Just like "Ants Climbing to the Sky", the entire Xuanhuang Realm monks were practicing when they reached the sky, but some people rose to become the most powerful emperor, and some were struggling and depressed, but they also accepted their fate, but there are still people. I am not good at it, but pick this one and that one, my heart is still high, and I became the emperor with a strong mouth... Hey Zhao Rong, do you think what I said is right?"

Zhao Rong: You can just pronounce my name.

The young Confucian scholar looked curious, "The third one you mentioned is who is the hero, I know him well, I think this dear friend also has a yin and yang in his heart, he likes to pretend to be a stinky fart who can't be said at all, I think Exchange parenting experiences with him.”

"Fuck off!"

I'm not angry.

The two bickered again for a while, and they had a few words.

Afterwards, the sword spirit turned around and said directly: "What do you know, how is this warrior so weak? At the beginning, I was able to kill him because Fushi naturally suppressed his cultivation at the Dao level. It can be so easy..."

"You said that the sword hidden in my soul can suppress this skill?" Zhao Rong had a sharp mind.