Bian Shihan was happy for a while yesterday, but today he saw that Hu Ran was as stupid as before, and his heart sank.

"Yesterday was a flash of inspiration, alas! It's still a water mill kung fu, and it's useless to be in a hurry, so let her learn it slowly by herself. Although he comforted himself like this, Bian Shihan still hoped that Hu Ran would always be the same as yesterday, so that he would be able to see Hu Ran famous all over the world in a few years.

Hu Ran is no longer like before when she looks up and peeks at Bian Shihan from time to time, she concentrates on applying needles, but she is far less handy than yesterday, it seems that every inch is difficult, but fortunately, she can still endure it, and she can boil the rock sugar gourd.

It's just that this time it was not the doorman who sent the rock sugar gourd, but Ning Du.

"Young Master, why are you here?" asked Hu Ran in amazement, so much so that the needles under her hands were messed up, and they immediately stung.

Bian Shihan couldn't tolerate Ning Du to make trouble, and immediately drove him out. Ning Du didn't have the slightest temper with this person who saved his life twice, so he had to look at Hu Ran and walk away, leaving the rock sugar gourd at the door.

In the morning, Ning Du did not rush to Firefly Lake, but waited for Lao Zhao at the gate.

Lao Zhao is still dressed that day, maybe he is also dressed in this outfit, which is covered with dust. As soon as he saw Ning Du, he grinned, and immediately handed the rock sugar gourd into Ning Du's hands. Every time he came to deliver the rock sugar gourd, he couldn't even enter the gate, and he was always worried about any accidents on the way.

"Lao Zhao, are you interested in cultivating?" Ning Du thought about it again and again, but still made such a decision.

Lao Zhao smiled honestly and said, "What kind of cultivation is not practiced, I am at this age, where do I still have the heart to practice?"

"Your talent is very high, and cultivation can change your fate. Ning Du said seriously.

"Hey, at this age, there is no fate that is not fateful. Even if I'm really talented, I don't want to fight for anything anymore, and this nest is pretty good now. Don't change your fate, so be it. "Lao Zhao has naturally heard of the benefits of cultivators, and he had fantasized about it when he was a child, but now he has lost that heart.

Ning Du looked at Lao Zhao, suddenly laughed, and said, "It's okay." But I've got a few pictures here that you can look at when you're fine. ”

Lao Zhao took the stack of papers that Ning Du took out of his arms with both hands, and nodded hurriedly: "It must be certain, I'll see it when I go back." It's just that I don't know if I can read or understand, I'm illiterate, and I can't read a few big characters. ”

"It's okay, it's just paintings. ”

"That's good. Lao Zhao didn't open it immediately, and carefully put it in his arms.

Ning Du smiled and said, "Go back, I'm going back too." ”

"Hey, okay. Lao Zhao stood at the door and watched Ning Du's back gradually disappear before going back.

Hu Ran is now busy studying medicine with Bian Shihan, and he has to go to Fangyuan City from time to time to learn from Mr. Wu Yue, so he really doesn't have the energy and time to learn painting with Ning Du.

Ning Du now let Lao Zhao look at those paintings, it's okay if he can't understand them, but if Lao Zhao understands them, it may not be a good thing. Sometimes it's a misfortune to have the ability to do it.

"I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. What Ning Dudu had already done, he stopped thinking about it, went to the firefly lake he was familiar with, and sat on the cold stone in a daze. It is still far from the real "Flying Flowers Without Shadows", and Ning Du is only touching the door at best now.

"If you want to completely break free from the shackles of heaven and earth, you must not only communicate with the vitality of heaven and earth, but also make your sword strong enough to break through the shackles directly. ”

Countless attempts made Ning Du understand that all he could do to communicate the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was to "pass through the Xuan", and if he wanted to achieve "Flying Flowers Without a Shadow", he had to break the shackles of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in a strong way.

"Make the Sword Stronger......"

These days, all he can do is make the sword reach the fastest speed in the existence of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and this is already powerful enough, he can even make a sword stab ten thousand thorns in an instant, like ten thousand swords. Ning Du really didn't know how to make his sword stronger, and no matter how much his sword qi was tempered, it would still be like that, and he couldn't transform at all. It was as if there was a boundary in the sky, and no matter how much he rushed up, he couldn't break it.

Ning Du thought about it all morning and finally had an idea. All he could do now was to constantly touch the limits of the restraints of the Yuan Qi and allow himself to fully master this level of sword first.

The two processes took too little time to separate and coincide, and apart from a few unlucky fish swimming in the middle of the lake, there was no evidence that the lake had been cut.

"You can't kill a fish. ”

Water-stopping cave!

Ning Du sensed every fish in the lake, and the sword qi of his fingertips pierced into the lake, instantly completing the cutting of the lake. But the next moment, more than a dozen fish swam in two, struggled for a moment, and then fell to the bottom of the lake.

If the sword is too fast, it can't change its trajectory many times.

Ning Du pondered for a moment, and his fingertips condensed sword qi again.

"If you want to avoid all the fish, it's impossible to change everything in an instant, so you have to plan all the routes in advance. Even so, it was not a simple matter to perfectly control this level of sword qi. ”

[tick fo] is like the sound of falling snow.

A few fish sank to the bottom of the lake again.

After performing the "Flying Flowers Without Shadows" twice, Ning Du's face sank slightly, as if he had discovered a fatal flaw.

On weekdays, the head of the ancient road who saw the head and tail of the dragon stood on the other side of the firefly lake, looking at the fish that kept falling to the bottom of the lake, and knew that he had to find a new batch of fish fry.

"This kid's talent is really a bit unbelievable. According to this momentum, it can really be compared to Shang Chonggu. I don't know if that kid is doing well in Baiyunguan?"

......

After Sima E finished speaking, he glanced at the students in the school, and his eyes paused slightly on the seats of Ning Du and Chen Nanping.

"You two, I can't teach anymore. I would like to continue to be your teacher, but I have become an obstacle. It's just Chen Nanping, don't be too anxious. There is still a long way to go in life, and there is not only one thing. ”

"Sima Jiaoxi, I have a question. Yang Keqing stood up and asked.

Sima E pulled back his thoughts and nodded at Yang Keqing.

"Sima teaches and learns, when you go to a difficult place, you will see the mountain, so how difficult is this difficulty......

......

Beicheng is a little more chaotic than the rest of Tiandu, and the Baiyun Temple is located on a high earthen slope, surrounded by sparse buildings, often giving people the illusion of quiet in the midst of noise.

In the winter season, there are not many people who come to Baiyun Temple, most of them have happy and funeral events at home to invite the master, each has a reception of people, the voice is small, do not interfere with each other, there is indeed a fairy wind rhyme.

The two little Taoist priests sweeping the floor in the courtyard were also clear-eyed, looking particularly spiritual, and they whispered while sweeping.

"What the hell is that uncle?"

"Which uncle?"

"Who else can it? Just a few days ago, we came to Baiyunguan and occupied all the east wings! No one is allowed to go over to live! We also need eight dishes for each meal, and we can't have the same meal, and we have to add three pots of good wine! Even when the ministers of the court and the relatives of the emperor come to our Baiyunguan, there is no such style. ”

"Hey! Didn't the Lord say it, don't talk nonsense!"

"Where is the nonsense, it's not accurate to tell the truth? Who is not allowed? Who is not allowed?" the little Taoist priest was stiffening his neck and saying, seeing that his partner was constantly making eyes at him, he turned his head to look behind him, and was immediately surprised, I don't know when, the uncle he said was already standing behind him.

"Let me hear who the master is?" Qian Buque said in a lengthened voice, squinting at the little Taoist.

"Don't blame the seniors, don't blame the seniors, he just spoke quickly for a while and talked nonsense. The little Taoist's companion hurriedly stepped forward to explain.

"Tell the truth, tell the truth. Qian Buquan kicked the little Taoist priest's buttocks, snorted coldly and walked away.

The little Taoist priest was kicked out of two steps, but fortunately he didn't fall to the ground, he rubbed his buttocks, looked at the back of Qian Bu Dang, and whispered: "As a senior, how can you be so rude, and you still have a knowledge with my junior, and you don't have any respect at all." ”

"You'd better keep quiet, lest that senior uncle suddenly appear behind you again. ”

"After walking so far, can you come back suddenly?" As soon as the little Taoist priest finished speaking, he received another kick on his buttocks, and immediately staggered forward five or six steps, but finally did not fall, he covered his buttocks and hurriedly turned his head, but he couldn't see a figure.

Seeing this, the other little Taoist priest stopped talking, and immediately lowered his head and began to sweep the floor, pretending that nothing had happened. Although they have not practiced, they also understand that the depth of their cultivation is unfathomable, and it is far from being explained by common sense.

The little Taoist gritted his teeth hatefully, and didn't dare to say anything more, silently bowing his head and sweeping the floor.

Qian You, who had gone away, snorted proudly, as if he was far happier at playing tricks on a little Taoist priest than winning the world's famous cultivators, and swaggered back to the east wing he had monopolized, but as soon as he sat down, he became worried.

"It's not a way to hide Chen Nanping here, if others find out and say that I am a golden house, then I can't jump into the Yellow River and can't wash it? Alas, it's really a headache! If you don't let her be a little Taoist aunt, it won't work, that would be too conspicuous! You have to think of a way to make it happen......

Qian was not lacking and sat for a while, but he couldn't sit still, so he got up and walked back and forth in the room, thinking about it for a long time before he came up with an idea that was not good.

"If you want to be hidden and be able to practice, there is only one place to go to Tiandu when you think about it. Nizi, Nizi, aren't you embarrassed for me? You have to let me pull down this face and beg that person! Alas, who made you my chosen disciple?