son, stop

The next day.

The strong wind and rain turned into a light rain, and the sky was still gloomy.

On the square in front of the hall in Xihuang Valley, there were crowds of people, and monks and cultivators gathered around the arena to watch a disciple of Qingchi Jianzhuang fight with Li Yingjia from Fuya Mountain.

Bean-sized raindrops hit the oil-paper umbrella and crackled, but it did not dampen the enthusiasm of the onlookers.

Zuo Lingquan, dressed in black with a sword, came to the periphery of the square, and was also watching the movement on the ring.

This morning, when Zuo Lingquan woke up from the meditation, Jiang Yi had already returned to the capital for the morning meeting; he left without saying goodbye, thinking that he was still sulking about his dishonesty yesterday.After Wu Qingwan sent Jiang Yi off, she went to the main hall of the sect to get busy with business.

The incident of the ambush yesterday has been reported back to the valley.But because he suddenly entered the twelfth level of qi refining, leaking rumors may cause unnecessary trouble, Wu Qingwan did not report all of them to the senior brothers in charge, but only said that he was ambushed by unknown opponents in Changqing Mountain, and it was a blessing in disguise. A few acupoints did not mention the specific cultivation of Zuo Lingquan and his opponent.

As for the spoils harvested yesterday, naturally they will not be handed over to the sect. Zuo Lingquan asked Wu Qingwan to study it privately; of course, he did not forget to ask Wu Qingwan to leave some good things for Wang Rui, after all, they are also counted as each other. Live and die together.

After concentrating and refining Qi for a night, Zuo Lingquan's infuriating energy could probably fill the two acupoints. Although it was still slow, it was faster than expected.After Wu Qingwan's treatment for the injury on her body, although she still felt pain at this time, it was harmless.

Zuo Lingquan watched the outside of the square for a while, the chickens pecked at each other, and it was not interesting, so he wandered around the square; before he walked around, he saw Wu Qingwan, dressed in black, leaving the main hall of the sect. come out.

Zuo Lingquan had just entered the twelfth level of Qi Refining, and was about to ask Wu Qingwan for advice on cultivation, and walked quickly to the veranda and shouted:

"Senior Wu."

On the other side of the veranda, Wu Qingwan was holding a book in her hand, and she was actually going to find Zuo Lingquan.

Yesterday's turmoil has subsided temporarily. After Wu Qingwan's initial shock and ecstasy, her mood gradually calmed down.

As an 'old man' who has been practicing for decades, Wu Qingwan knows how a monk should arrange a cultivation plan.Cultivation is only a matter of time. Since Zuo Lingquan has already cultivated his true energy, he must prepare for the next promotion.

Moreover, Wu Qingwan also had some small thoughts of her own in her heart—there is no one in Qihuang Valley who is in charge of it now, if Zuo Linquan can gain a firm foothold in the practice path as soon as possible, maybe he can help Qihuang Valley get through the current crisis.

Wu Qingwan knew Zuo Lingquan's character and would not abandon the people around her, even if she didn't care about Xihuanggu, at least she would not abandon her and Jiang Yi.

Of course, she would not slow down Zuo Lingquan's practice, and begged Zuo Lingquan to stay in Xihuang Valley to be a small head.As long as Zuo Lingquan has the will to protect Xihuang Valley, with his exaggerated talent, even if he goes outside and is far away from thousands of miles, the entire Great Dan Dynasty and even the surrounding cultivators will be afraid of the day he comes back, this is enough.

However, all of this must be based on Zuo Lingquan recovering from his injury as soon as possible and getting on the right track.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan in the veranda, Wu Qingwan quickly walked to the front and said softly:

"Why did you come here? Are you all right?"

"The injury is almost healed. I'm not used to sitting for too long, so I just came out and walked around."

Zuo Lingquan and Wu Qingwan walked side by side to the alchemy room. The two quickly walked out of the veranda. He opened the oil-paper umbrella and covered them over their heads.

The two held an umbrella together and were very close.

Wu Qingwan didn't shy away from this, and even approached a little, her sleeves and Zuo Lingquan were almost pressed together, she picked up the book in her hand and said:

"Now you have a cultivation base, and your Taoism is similar to mine, but your realm has climbed too fast, and you haven't kept up with other aspects. There are some things I have to teach you, and you have to study hard."

Wu Qingwan's height was about the same level as Zuo Lingquan's lips, and when they got so close, the indifferent fragrance also floated over.

Zuo Lingquan didn't hesitate, just moved the umbrella over Wu Qingwan's head a little more to avoid the rain from soaking the skirt of Wu Qingwan's waist, and said with a smile:

"Senior Wu treats me as a disciple. Don't be rude if you should be a fighter. No matter how high my cultivation is, Senior Wu is also my teacher. If you are willing to teach me, I can't ask for it."

"Hmph, your mouth is quite sweet"

When Wu Qingwan said this, her eyelashes suddenly moved, she licked the corner of her lips, and said nothing.

Zuo Lingquan didn't notice the slight difference, he looked at the book in Wu Qingwan's hand-although the bulging jacket covered half of the book, he could still see a few small words on it-Hangjian Jue.

In addition, Zuo Lingquan also found that Wu Qingwan's clothes were trembling slightly up and down as she walked, as if she had lost her restraint, which was slightly different from the past.

But Zuo Lingquan was not easy to observe this detail, so he quickly turned his eyes away and asked:

"Senior Wu, is this a sword manual?"

"This is the sword manual brought back by the national master from Jingtai Terrace. It records three types of sword skills, which are the special skills of our Qihuang Valley's 'Liufenghuixue', 'Zhenfeng Lingyu' and 'Yu Xia Chengqi'. There are originally seven swords in Hidden Sword Jue, but the national teacher has only learned three of them, if you want to learn the latter, you can only go to Jingtai to learn from the teacher."

Zuo Lingquan nodded lightly: "The name sounds nice."

Wu Qingwan knew that Zuo Lingquan's swordsmanship was psychic, and she definitely couldn't see the most basic thing in this frightening terrace. She raised her eyes and looked at Zuo Lingquan:

"These three types of sword skills, in my opinion, are still a thousand miles away from your sword, but you can't only use that sword. Cultivating one will inevitably encounter tit-for-tat, if the opponent's cultivation level is not up or down. , you can't beat it without martial arts, and using that sword consumes a lot of money and exposes the things at the bottom of the box, you can't run, right?"

Zuo Lingquan really felt that after hearing Wu Qingwan say this:

"Understood, Zang Feng."

Wu Qingwan nodded lightly, pondered a little, and then said:

"By the way, what's your sword move called? It's always 'that sword, that sword', it's inconvenient to say."

Zuo Lingquan has practiced swords for so many years, and he practiced the 'Zhongping sword' in the worldly martial arts. Hearing this, he shook his head and said:

"My move is the 'Zhongping Sword', and it doesn't have a special name."

Wu Qingwan knew what the Zhongping Sword was, and she frowned slightly: "This move of yours has already been transformed into a saint, so how can you just call it the 'Zhongping Sword'? When you go out with a sword, the sound of the sword is like the chant of a dragon, the energy of the sword is like that of a dragon walking in the wild, and the five elements belong to water, or is it called 'Water Dragon'?"

Zuo Lingquan knew that 'Shuilongyin' was the name of the mundane word, anyway, he was not going to shout out the name of the move during a fight, so he nodded lightly:

"Senior Wu thinks it's suitable, I naturally have no opinion."

While chatting, the two came to the main building of the pill room.

The Qihuang Valley is about five miles in diameter. As one of the five rooms, the pill chamber is still very large.The alchemy room looks like a round building on the outside, and there are more than [-] large and small rooms inside, and various instruments are placed in it.

At this time, in the pill room, there were many disciples who didn't go to the square to watch the excitement. They boiled medicine and polished utensils in their respective rooms. The sound sounded like a big pharmacy.

Zuo Lingquan put away the umbrella and followed Wu Qingwan to the large room at the back of the round tower. The room was where Wu Qingwan was busy on weekdays.However, the pill furnace is just an ordinary object, not the pill cauldron used by alchemists, and can only refine some very basic medicines.

It was raining outside, so the only way to teach sword skills was indoors.

After Wu Qingwan entered the room, she took two wooden sticks from the desk and threw one to Zuo Lingquan:

"I'll show you first. You can learn the specific sword art by yourself. With your talent, you should be able to learn it soon."

Zuo Lingquan put down his belongings, stood opposite Wu Qingwan with a wooden stick, and stood straight:

"it is good."

After the two sides stood still, Wu Qingwan also got serious, using a wooden stick as a sword, pointing obliquely at the ground, while wearing a slim white dress, she also stopped at the same time.

With a serious face, she said:

"Hidden Sword Art, the key point is the word 'Hang'. When fighting, you should pay attention to 'surprise surprises, and the truth is real'. The first style, 'Liufeng Huixue', is a backhand move. You are now attacking me with a sword."

Zuo Lingquan's expression was equally serious, and he was about to use his sword, when Wu Qingwan suddenly took a step back and added:

"Don't use True Qi, just stab it in a proper manner."

Saying this, he was obviously afraid that Zuo Lingquan had just entered the twelfth level of qi refining, and he would make a mess, and press her teacher to ravage her.

However, Zuo Lingquan was definitely reluctant to hit Wanwan, so he didn't need to remind him, he slowly stabbed Wu Qingwan with a wooden stick at the speed of an ordinary warrior.

Wu Qingwan did not raise the sword to hedge, but turned around and ran away with a wooden stick.

Zuo Lingquan knew that 'Liu Feng Hui Xue' was a move to counter the opponent, so he was not surprised by this, and continued to attack Wu Qingwan's back.

And just when the wooden stick in Zuo Lingquan's hand was about to touch Wu Qingwan's back, a wooden stick suddenly jumped out from under Wu Qingwan's sleeve robe.

Wu Qingwan's body was still escaping forward, the wooden stick in her hand stabbed back from under the armpit, the angle was extremely cunning, and she stabbed Zuo Lingquan's chest in the blink of an eye.

thump—

Zuo Lingquan was hit in the chest, naturally stopped, and nodded slightly:

"Show the enemy to be weak, to catch him unprepared. Not bad, but a bit um"

Wu Qingwan knew that Zuo Lingquan wanted to say 'a little sinister', she put away her sword and stood up and said seriously:

"To fight for life and death, the moves are easy to use. This is just a way of using Liufenghuixue. In actual fighting, you have to learn and use them. When you learn the tricks of luck, the power should not be underestimated."

After rehearsing the first move, Wu Qingwan demonstrated 'Yu Xia Chengqi.Zuo Lingquan had personally experienced this move, but he had nothing to say.

After the third move, 'Shock Wind and Rain', Wu Qingwan held the wooden stick in her hand and explained:

"This move is the 'Shock Sword Technique'. It is used to retreat from the enemy and open the distance. Try stabbing me with a sword."

Zuo Lingquan nodded earnestly, and just like before, he stabbed Wu Qingwan in the heart with a sword at the speed of an ordinary warrior.

Wu Qingwan raised the wooden stick horizontally, blocked the stabbing stick with the 'sword ridge' grid, and then ran the sword art, the wooden stick trembled suddenly.

bang——

Zuo Lingquan only felt a huge thrust coming from the wooden stick in Wu Qingwan's hand, and the whole person was shocked and retreated a few steps.

This move was a move to distance herself from the enemy. Wu Qingwan herself was shocked and flew backwards. The two separated in an instant and retreated to the walls on both sides of the room.

Zuo Lingquan was concentrating on his sword skills, he didn't care about other things at first, but Wu Qingwan used this move, and suddenly felt a little wrong.

I saw Wu Qingwan, who was wearing a white dress, flying backwards, while the white dress fluttered with the wind, and the lumps on her chest were also shaken by the blow, and the 'ripples' could be clearly seen.

When it landed and stood still, it bounced up and down twice.

()!

Such a 'thrilling' scene made Zuo Lingquan almost lose his footing when he landed.

Wu Qingwan didn't wear a chest wrap, and she used this kind of move to shock the enemy and me, and it had such an effect.She also noticed it after landing, but there was no strangeness on her face. After Xingyun Liushui closed her sword, she squinted to look at Zuo Lingquan, who had misunderstood the place. The meaning was probably—where did the stinky boy look at you?

Zuo Lingquan knew that his eyes were a little rude just now, but he didn't do it on purpose. He was a man who couldn't control his eyes during the battle just now.He quickly stopped his sword and stood still, saying seriously:

"Well, good swordsmanship, thank you Senior Wu for your advice."

Wu Qingwan didn't blame Zuo Lingquan. After placing the stick on the stage, she turned around and started to study the magic tools she collected yesterday. She said softly:

"Go back and practice hard when you're done reading it, meditate and practice qi and meditate, don't run around if you have nothing to do."

"it is good."

Zuo Lingquan felt that Wu Qingwan seemed a little dissatisfied, and wanted to apologize, but felt it would be even more embarrassing. After thinking about it, he didn't say much. After picking up the sword art from the desk, he handed over his farewell.