[Xiu Xian] Master, let's talk about life

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Chen Xiuping's feeling at that moment was—brother won't become a shivering m, right?

When he realized it, Cheng Yin had pulled his arm and pulled him behind him.

The slender figure blocked the scorching fire, and Chen Xiuping heard a voice as cold as frost in a daze: "Stop, keep your soul!"

As soon as Cheng Yin's words fell, Chen Xiuping felt that the surrounding environment was a little different, but he couldn't tell what was different, so he could only stare blankly at Cheng Yin's back until he turned around.

After Cheng Yin turned around, his expression became a little complicated. He glanced up and down at Chen Xiuping, and said, "Your soul..." After speaking halfway, he didn't continue, but Chen Xiuping was frightened into a cold sweat.

——The fact that he is a time-traveler, although he hardly realizes it himself, is an unchangeable fact after all.

He looked at Cheng Yin nervously, but Cheng Yin had already ignored him, and turned into a contemplative expression. After a moment of contemplation, Cheng Yin said: "I didn't expect you to have a physique that is easy to leave the soul, this is very special——" He paused, then continued, "Most of the physiques I've seen that are prone to leaving the soul are the holy body of the Taoist fetus, or——rebirth after taking the body."

Chen Xiuping took a deep breath, looked at Cheng Yin, and always felt that the next moment would be the time for him to confess the past?

But in fact, Cheng Yin skipped this topic directly, and only said: "Then directly using Shoupo, with your current cultivation base, I'm afraid it won't work."

Only then did Chen Xiuping realize that the overall black sword also had a name called "Shoupo".

——Actually, just call Xiao Hei directly.

As soon as this thought crossed Chen Xiuping's mind, the black sword hanging on the rock wall shook violently again, so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

He quickly grabbed Cheng Yin's sleeve, hid behind Cheng Yin and said, "I'm sorry, sorry, I'm just stupid, I won't think about it anymore."

"...What are you doing?" Cheng Yin tugged at his sleeve, looking powerless against Chen Xiuping, "Shoupo can't read other people's thoughts, don't think too much."

Chen Xiuping was dubious: "This, this is it."

"Hey," Cheng Yin sighed, "I will put a seal on Shoupo to suit your cultivation level, and don't be afraid of Shoupo, he used to be my sword and will not hurt you."

"—As for what happened just now." Cheng Yin frowned, "To prevent such incidents from happening again, I will also impose restrictions." These words were very harsh, as if they were meant for that sword.

But not only why, Chen Xiuping also felt a little embarrassed when he heard it, he looked at the sword, then at Cheng Yin, and couldn't help but ask: "Master, this is your saber, why don't you use it now?" ?”

Cheng Yin was silent for a while, he looked at the black sword on the wall, his eyes were shining with golden red flames, in the flames, the silver storm was still rolling non-stop, it was difficult for others to see from Cheng Yin's eyes Guessing what he was thinking, Chen Xiuping could also see that his current thoughts might be very complicated.

Finally Cheng Yin said: "What are you doing?"

Chen Xiuping: "..."

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Cheng Yin took down the sword after Shoupo put a few restrictions on it, and handed it to Chen Xiuping.

Chen Xiuping took Shoupo and found that the sword was unexpectedly light. With a slight swing, the air seemed to be cut through, making a sharp sound of piercing the air.

Chen Xiuping couldn't put it down immediately, and repeatedly called "good sword".

Cheng Yin glanced at Chen Xiuping expressionlessly: "You really insulted my sword."

Chen Xiuping felt that his knee was hit by a bazooka: "..."

Cheng Yin didn't say any more, turned around and motioned for Chen Xiuping to follow, opened a certain mechanism in the stone room, and opened a stone door, and the two of them walked down a ramp to another stone cave.

——Could it be said that the mountain of Ling Jianfeng is actually full of holes?Chen Xiuping couldn't help opening his mind, looking at Cheng Yin's back, and thinking of the scene of the hole being drilled, his eyes couldn't help becoming weird.

But Cheng Yin's eyes gave him a cold look, and Chen Xiuping was frightened again, standing aside and obediently listening to the master's speech.

Cheng Yin then said: "'Shou Soul' comes with the sword technique I created. You can learn it if you stick to the soul and practice the sword. In the next few days, I will guide you a little bit."

Chen Xiuping opened his mouth, only to feel that the two big characters named "surprise" hit him directly.

"Really, really, Master? - Master, don't talk, I have already accepted this fact! I am ready!" Chen Xiuping had a bright smile on his face, and his eyes sparkled.

Cheng Yin swallowed the sarcasm that was about to be blurted out, even if he faced such a well-behaved and active apprentice, he couldn't say a word of shock for the time being.

So he gave a cold "hmm" and said, "Swing the sword at me."

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I don't know if it is possible to imagine such a scene.

You are playing with the dog, you throw a ball, the dog happily runs over to pick it up, you throw it again, and it runs happily again... For you, this is just an unconscious activity , a really fun game for dogs.

Chen Xiuping felt that he was facing such a scene at the moment, but his role was a dog, and what he did was a very necessary practice.

Every time he was about to swing his sword with Cheng Yin as the target, there would be pale glowing trails in front of his eyes. All he had to do was to choose a trail to stab or hack along its route, but it seemed a simple matter. However, it was very difficult to carry out the task. Every time Chen Xiuping used the sword, he felt powerless, so that it was difficult to use the sword according to the trajectory, and it would always deviate a little.

Therefore, Chen Xiuping's sword move can be easily resolved by Cheng Yin with a wave of his sleeve every time.

With his right hand behind his back, Cheng Yin strolled in the courtyard, looking at Chen Xiuping as if looking at an ant.

——I don't know why, but Chen Xiuping unconsciously felt this way.

To him, Cheng Yin was so high and mighty, it looked downright hateful.

So Chen Xiuping was dazed and cautious from the very beginning, but later on, he tried his best to stab Cheng Yin with his sword, but every time it was undoubtedly futile, he was only panting and sweating profusely .

Chen Xiuping found out that it didn't take long for him to be so tired that he couldn't move at all, and there wasn't even a drop of spiritual energy left in his body.

The next time he raised the sword, he felt his knees go limp, and he fell to the ground immediately, holding the sword with one hand, his breath was hot, and his throat seemed to be on fire.

Cheng Yin sternly said in his ear: "Sit cross-legged with your sword in your arms, and breathe into concentration."

Almost subconsciously, Chen Xiuping did as he said, and the aura gathered in his dantian like flowing water, and soon he discovered that this kind of cultivation has never been more enjoyable than before.