The demon goddess Ye Youying didn't answer, just wiped her cheeks.

Wash off the charcoal ash that she smeared, and her bright and shiny skin is a little ruddy, I have to say that this witch looks really good, if you have to say it, she is a little qualified to be a big girl.

Zhu Minglang also washed his clothes and tidied up his clothes.

Sure enough, early in the morning, Mingxiu and Lin Zhong came to knock on the door, they brought breakfast, and they were ready to take the two of them to visit.

"The two of you slept ...... last night" Lin Zhong glanced at the demon goddess Ye Youying, and couldn't help but look a little distracted, as if he didn't know where this stunning and beautiful woman came from.

Is it because it was too dark yesterday, or because the mud and dust on her face were washed away, she was born so pretty and charming, no wonder this young master eloped with the maid!

"Sorry, I almost didn't recognize it. Lin Zhong explained awkwardly.

"It's rare to be able to enter the White-clothed Sword Sect, I heard that the swordsmanship is elegant, and the sword is as gentle as water waves, but the power is no less than the stormy waves, so I can ask you for advice. Zhu Minglang said.

"Where, where is it, your Yaoshan Sword Sect's swordsmanship is excellent, but if Brother Zhu wants to observe, we can also arrange it. Lin Zhong said.

Zhu Minglang sincerely wants to learn.

Whether it is the sword fighting school or the flying sword school, or other swordsmanship schools, there is a point of integration, every time the sword awakens it takes a huge amount of energy, and this energy can only be supplemented by some special gold weapons, Zhu Minglang has to comprehend some unique flying sword techniques, which is also convenient for the sword spirit dragon to show more powerful abilities.

This white-robed sword sect has a deep heritage, and the old lady of the sword venerable has also mentioned this sect many times.

When they arrived at their sword practice mountain, Zhu Minglang saw that these people were all practicing swords facing a long canyon, and they were practicing the art of flying swords, everyone was using their fingertips to control the sword, and the more skilled one was relying on their minds.

Zhu Minglang saw that they were controlling the flying swords, and they were flying towards the valley that was inclined to a mountain lake, and he could see that these flying swords were all along a path, flying farther and farther, and they were uniform, standing on the mountain lawn and looking at the past from a distance, like a silver ribbon, swimming through the mountain lake in the long valley.

"Isn't Brother Zhu also a flying sword school, do you want to give it a try?" said the female swordsman Mingxiu.

"How do you try it?" asked Zhu Minglang.

"If you look at the valley, there are stakes on both sides of the valley, and from where we are standing all the way to the lake, there are eighty-six stakes in the valley. Our Flying Sword Sect swordsmen of the White-robed Sword Sect will take this as a test, which is to control their flying sword through this long valley, reach the mountain lake, and hit as many stakes as possible. Mingxiu said with a smile.

Zhu Minglang stood on the mountain lawn, looking at the past, the long valley was long, in the nearby valley trees, you could clearly see those red wooden stakes, but when you reached a slightly farther position, the wooden stakes were as small as a green onion, and when you arrived near the mountain lake, you could hardly see those human-shaped wooden stakes......

"I can't even see it, how can I hit the stake?" Ye Youying, the demon goddess, also felt a little puzzled.

"Of course, it is impossible to ask for eighty-six wooden stakes to be hit, this is just our pursuit of an extreme, so that the disciples can continue to break through themselves, and the flying sword swordsmanship is about disease, and the time to arrive at the mountain lake every time cannot exceed half a quarter of this kettle clock. Mingxiu pointed to the stone platform next to him.

On the stone platform, there is an ancient drip leaky pot, which is a kind of clock with a precise scale.

"This is a relatively difficult flying sword test, and we generally only require the disciples to control the flying sword to reach the mountains and lakes within a large scale of the drip clock. ”

"Then, we asked the disciples to hit as many stakes as possible in this large scale of time. ”

"There is a column with a name next to the stone platform, and we will record the best results and rank them......"

"Brother Zhu, do you want to try it?"

Lin Zhong and Mingxiu both seemed to want to see the strength of the sword master of the Yaoshan Sword Sect, which could be described as a warm invitation.

The other disciples who practiced swords, when they heard that Zhu Minglang was from the Yaoshan Sword Sect, they all stopped practicing one after another, and gathered in a circle to come over to watch.

Zhu Minglang glanced up at the pillar of name, and asked, "This top record, could it be Senior Brother Lin Zhong?"

Lin Zhong smiled but said nothing.

"It's a good way to practice, but it shouldn't be too difficult for me, right, Epiphany. Zhu Minglang raised his eyebrows at the demon goddess Ye Youying.

The demon goddess Ye Youying showed a very perfunctory smile, which was just a smile on her face, and there was no compliment in her heart.

"Brother Zhu, don't underestimate this Changgu practice, after all, the farther the flying sword is from the controller, the more difficult it is to achieve accuracy. Lin Zhong reminded.

"There are still a few wooden stakes not far under our feet, and it is really not difficult to hit, but in the middle of the long valley, and even in the second half, it is common for the flying sword to fall out of control. Mingxiu was a little arrogant, and he looked like he was waiting to see the results.

"Then please time it for me. Zhu Minglang walked to the sword training platform that stretched out.

The sword spirit dragon is behind Zhu Minglang, obviously there is no sword bag, but it seems to be carrying, Zhu Minglang's walking process, the distance between it and Zhu Minglang will not change in any way.

With a finger of his hand towards the sky, the sword spirit dragon came out of the sheath out of thin air, and instantly jumped to a high place, the crimson light shone slightly, not dazzling, but it gave people a sharp and cold feeling.

At this time, the eyes of the demon goddess Ye Youying also stared at Zhu Minglang.

Ye Youying was naturally a little curious, what kind of strength this man from the Yaoshan Sword Sect was.

The posture of this sword unsheath is very chic and handsome, and the movements are also very skillful......

When those disciples of the White-robed Sword Sect saw Zhu Minglang's move, they couldn't help but let out a few exclamations.

Not all swordsmen can master such a handsome sword unsheath!

"This Brother Zhu should be very strong, I felt it last night. Lin Zhong looked very expectant, and whispered to Mingxiu next to him.

"Flower posture, anyone can practice more, but this test of Changgu Mountain Lake, he may not be able to complete it. Mingxiu said.

......

Zhu Minglang stood on the edge of the mountain platform, posing with many handsome sword postures, his sword eyebrows were like stars, his mind and sword were integrated, his fingertips were the rudder, and he perfectly controlled the sword spirit dragon to fly over this long valley!

Of course, this is just a fake flying sword swordsman.

The real him, his mind was completely unfocused, and he was still thinking that the noodle soup in the morning tasted good, and then casually ordered Jian Linglong: "Mo Xie, poke all the wooden stakes along the way when you fly over." ”

As for those sleek and handsome moves that seem to outsiders, just swing around!