The Fu of Killing Immortals Through Time Traveling

Chapter 11 Caring too much about you

"Take this sword." Cold and indifferent, like frost in winter.

Xiao Qing took the long sword handed by Zhao Shanbai. Under the morning sun, the breeze blew in quietly, the clothes fluttered, and the sunlight as bright as gold powder shone and danced with it, forming a dazzling halo.

It seems to have opened the front, he was looking down at the sword, and heard Zhao Shanbai's cold voice: "In the morning, I will teach you the sword, and in the afternoon, Sugar Maple will come to teach you the formula... the sword The basic move is very simple, I will do it again, you should remember to practice continuously and moderately every day..."

Learning sword is a very hard work, boring and exhausting.

But just as a building needs to be erected from the ground, the Peerless Swordsman also has a blank sheet of paper on which to draw his sword intent.And now Xiao Qing's sword learning process, first, practice the basics of chopping, chopping, collapsing, lifting, grid, washing, cutting, stabbing, stirring, pressing, hanging, clouding, and second is to understand Zhao Shanbai's sword intent.

The practice of 1000 million is not difficult, as long as you master the essentials, maintain perseverance, and let yourself be familiar with it, Xiao Qing is a person who will not give up easily, but the second...

Under the fragmented sunlight cut by the dense leaves of a big tree, the sword in Xiao Qing's hand twisted out a stunning sword flower, as fast as lightning, piercing a falling green leaf in front of him, and the incomplete green leaf swirled down.

He squinted his eyes, seeing that his swordsmanship was so good, he raised his lips, and continued to stab again and again in the most standard posture, until the sun in the east rose above his head, and he touched the sweat , The trembling hands hang down slightly.

Xiao Qing stretched his limbs, and after a while, he leaned lazily on the tree trunk, his long and narrow eyes drooped slightly, his black hair was tied up with cloth strips, soft and messy, and his full forehead was covered with crystal clear sweat , the sword was placed by him in the most suitable place.

"That sword, what exactly is it?"

Xiao Qing closed his eyes slightly, and a figure as simple as Qingxue clearly appeared in front of his eyes.

Zhao Shanbai held a sword in his hand, and looked at the distant morning sun calmly with indifferent eyebrows and eyes. His whole body was full of sword energy, and his whole body was like a sharp unsheathed sword. When his body moved, the sword in his hand also moved. Like a dragon, it flows like clouds and flowing water.

For a moment, if drops of water formed a thread, all the sword moves were pierced by him in one point.

After the twitching and painful muscles gradually relaxed, he stood up and stood on the grass.

He closed his eyes, intending to imitate Zhao Shanbai's sword.

That sword was so simple that Xiao Qing was dazzled by it. There were tens of thousands of phantoms of the sword. Although there was only one move from the beginning to the end, it was pure to the extreme, a straight forward move, but he couldn't catch it anyway. Where is the real sword?

Xiao Qing's mind instantly became ethereal, and he rehearsed this scene in his mind for a long time before he could move.

Holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand, with the edge of the sword facing down, he pondered for a long time. He moved. I don't know if it was the person following the sword or the sword following the person. He swung more and more quickly with each move. Gradually, a trace of Zhao Shanbai could be glimpsed. The rudimentary form of the practiced swordsmanship.

He didn't know that Zhao Shanbai was standing in the distance, staring at his hard practice.

Zhao Shanbai's eyes flicked over Xiao Qing's sword edge, and fell on his bright eyes, his heartbeat couldn't help but stop for a second, and after a while, he slowly lowered his dark eyes to cover the complex and difficult to distinguish He murmured, "I learned this swordsmanship from you. It's the only way to get back to the basics. It's used for your enlightenment today. I hope your swordsmanship will improve to a higher level in the future."

Here, after practicing four times, Xiao Qing had to stop.

With just this one move, the consumption it caused him was astonishingly large. With a slight movement of the fingers caressing the hilt of the sword, the other left hand had already slightly swallowed a yellow round elixir, and he lowered his eyes to feel the effects of the medicine. Only then continued to swing the long sword smoothly.

This elixir is exactly the box that Elder Wang gave him, it is called Jingyuan Pill, which is very important for martial arts practitioners to restore their physical strength. This elixir is of good quality and very effective.

In the afternoon, Sugar Maple came to look for Xiao Qing, and greeted Zhao Shanbai with a smile when passing by, Xiao Qing realized that Zhao Shanbai had been here all along, and felt a little embarrassed when he thought of his clumsy imitation just now.

Zhao Shanbai stood quietly in the distance, unable to see his expression clearly.

Tang Feng approached, and a red dress was thrown out by her behind her to reveal the beautiful scenery. With her hands behind her back, she walked around Xiao Qing whose forehead was covered with thin sweat, and then asked with a smile, "Have you mastered what I taught you yesterday?"

In the palm of her hand, she found five or six beautiful rain flower stones, which must have been picked up by passing the stream just now.

Seeing that the moment Tang Feng came over, it was him who was taking the exam, Xiao Qing no longer bothered about being looked at by Zhao Shanbai as clumsy, his eyes fell on Tang Feng's sly eyes, and he smiled slightly.

He has put in a lot of effort to practice in the past few days.

Controlling Objects, as the name suggests, uses spiritual power, concentrates mental thoughts, attaches consciousness to objects, and makes them move. Maybe Xiao Qing is born with a strong spirit. Learning this object-controlling technique is easy and easy. .

It is a bit difficult to control five or six Yuhua stones to float together at one time. Xiao Qing concentrated on staring at the stone in Sugar Maple's hand. Suddenly, five or six glazed Yuhua Stones floated up, forming a five-pointed star around Sugar Maple .

"Xiao Qing, you are really great!" Sugar Maple gave a thumbs up generously.

Although the technique of controlling objects is simple, it is also very versatile. Xiao Qing smiled lightly between his brows and eyes, and with a movement of his mind, the rain flower stones flew back to Tang Feng's hands. He raised his index finger and pressed his forehead , the feeling of exhaustion receded, and he asked, "What are you going to learn today?"

"Today." Sugar Maple picked up a rain flower stone, threw it high into the sky, and said with a smile, "I'll teach you how to fly."

Xiao Qing was taken aback: "Today? But—"

Before he finished speaking, Tang Feng mischievously pinched the formula, and quickly rose to the sky, with crescent-like eyes looking at Xiao Qing on the ground with a smile, and the red shadow turned into a fragrant wind above Xiao Qing's head Turning around in circles, the words of guidance also entered my ears with the wind.

"Flying to you, who is born with great achievements, is absolutely as simple and natural as breathing, which is equivalent to an instinct. You just need to remember this gesture to guide the spiritual power, hold the original and keep the one and don't let the spiritual power collapse. It's very simple. .”

Xiao Qing smiled helplessly and shook his head slightly.

This sugar maple is suitable for preschool education, fun and teaching, but the theoretical knowledge mentioned by sugar maple, he has actually read it from books, and secretly learns the technique of taking off, but there is no way to go to school, so it doesn't help much.

"Instinct is as simple as breathing."

Xiao Qing chewed on these two words, and knew that the reason why he still couldn't figure it out must be related to his impressions and memories of the world in his previous life. There is another way to break through step by step, and that is to experience real scenes. This way is described in the novel. He often sees it, but he is not sure how effective it is.

But if too much time is wasted on the technique of taking off, Xiao Qing is not willing.

Xiao Qing's gaze subconsciously glanced at the sugar maple flying over his head, and then looked towards the cliff of the mountain range to the east, narrowing his eyes, "It's okay to try."

"What are you trying?" Tang Feng suddenly returned to Xiao Qing, blinking her eyes.

"Come with me, do me a favor." After Xiao Qing finished speaking, he pulled Tang Feng towards the cliff.

Slowly approaching, the wind blowing in the open space, the size is suitable for people to feel refreshed, Xiao Qing looked at the height of the cliff, guessed that he should have a certain chance to learn it within this distance, so he boldly took a gamble Gambling, I have to say, the gambler's boldness is hidden in his bones.

"If you fall, do you think I will be thrown to death." Xiao Qing looked at Sugar Maple with a smile, and said, "This method is definitely the most effective."

"Jump off a cliff?"

Sugar Maple didn't think it was so dangerous, she tilted her head to look at Xiao Qing, and nodded neatly, "It's okay, even if you fall and take medicine, you'll be fine, you're a great talent."

"..." He actually forgot about his cultivation.

Xiao Qing rubbed his nose, approached the edge of the cliff, parallel to the steep cliff, raised one hand naturally in front of his chest to make a gesture of magic formula, and then stepped out with one foot.

The wind was blowing into his ears. It was not that Xiao Qing had never been dragged to jump bungee jumping in his previous life, but this time the feeling was absolutely unparalleled, whether it was the slow and sometimes fast falling speed, or the instinctive and anxious use of his wits in his consciousness. The flustered feeling of strength made him a little overwhelmed.

Glancing at the calm lake water in the distance from the corner of the eye, Xiao Qing closed his eyes slightly, concentrating on running his spiritual power, but he was also in the mood to tease himself. If it were someone else, the toga would come gracefully, like snow and cloud sleeves, which seemed unreal and unreal. It can also be compared to immortality.

At this time, a familiar smell enveloped him in the haze, Xiao Qing paused, and unconsciously appeared in front of his eyes the experience of being enveloped by that person with spiritual power and flying to this island that night.

The mind was under the spirit, and suddenly the movement of spiritual power reached the soles of the feet unimpeded, Xiao Qing successfully stopped in mid-air, and slowly rose with his thoughts.

"Brother." Sugar Maple's guilty voice reached his ears.

Xiao Qing opened his eyes, and looked at Zhao Shanbai Fukong standing in front of him in surprise, his white robe accompanied by ink-like hair fluttering in the wind, that posture really corresponded to the scene that just emerged in his heart.

Zhao Shanbai wanted to say that you shouldn't be eager for quick success, but he couldn't say anything for a long while, his cold eyes fixed on Xiao Qing, until the other party returned to the cliff, and his fingertips suddenly hurt, he didn't say a word , turned and left with neither sad nor happy expression.