The spring rain has stopped, and after a night, a lot of green buds and safflowers have grown.

Ning Xiaoran intimately instructed the disciples not to disturb Xia Yuan, and then suddenly heard Zhu Zhenyue's voice calling her.

"Lao Zhu, what's wrong?"

She followed the sound into the cultivation attic, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw the broken wooden head and hand.

She smiled: "It seems that Yuan'er's anger in her heart is really not small, and she has vented her with the practice of the wooden man, but I don't blame this child." ”

Zhu Zhenyue shook his head: "Madam, it's not that, you come to see this painting." ”

Ning Xiaoran: "I've seen it for half a lifetime, what's so good-looking, everything that should be realized is understood, there's no hope, Lao Zhu... That's all we have to say, it's the end of the day. ”

"Where is it so verbose, come and see!"

Ning Xiaoran felt that her husband was a little strange, so she walked to his side and raised her eyes to look at the ink painting.

At first it didn't look like much.

But suddenly, her expression changed.

White clouds and ink drawings, the sword heart is unsullied.

And this picture... It's not the same as before!

Ning Xiaoran subconsciously frowned: "Old Zhu... What's going on? Someone has changed our picture? Isn't this Yuan'er's prank, self-righteously destroying this picture? This kid is too willful, isn't it? This has gone too far!!"

There was some anger hidden in her voice, even if she treated Xia Yuan as her own, she felt that this child had done too much at this time.

Wuxin Kendo has been passed down for hundreds of years, and generations of people have guarded it well, but now Yuan'er has done something to this painting, can she not be angry??

But Zhu Zhenyue's attitude was very strange, and he coughed twice.

Ning Xiaoran looked sideways at her husband.

This rather elegant palace master in green shirts was shining in his eyes at this time, his eyes were looking at this picture deadly, his gaze changed from sluggish to excited, and then ecstatic.

"Madame, you're thinking too simply. ”

Ning Xiaoran: "Huh?"

Zhu Zhenyue said in a tone of disbelief: "Maybe... The grade of Heartless Kendo has improved..."

"Grade improvement? You're crazy, aren't you?"

Zhu Zhenyue smiled, his eyes were full of excitement, "Madam, you help me to guard, no matter what happens, don't disturb me, I'll take a look at what this picture is all about." ”

Ning Xiaoran looked at him excitedly, and was a little worried, "Lao Zhu, don't force it, this picture is weird, don't practice hard, otherwise you will suffer from demons." Why don't I pull Yuan'er up and ask?"

Zhu Zhenyue shook his head and said categorically: "Don't call it Yuan'er, this is not something that Yuan'er can change, I suspect... It was your old ancestor who secretly made a move, and it must have been Yuan'er who went to tell her during the day, so she secretly came to help, and gave Yuan'er an idea to come to the picture and understand.

She naturally changed it quietly, otherwise with Yuan'er's temper, if he knew, he would have told us earlier.

Since that old ancestor doesn't want Yuan'er to know, then we don't need to do much, otherwise if we provoke her, it will be a good thing to turn into an ugly thing.

If it is really improved, we can say it to the outside world, anyway, this general outline of the sword heart has not been shown to other disciples outside Yuan'er, and when the time comes, it will be said that this is the ultimate secret of the heartless sword, and it can also cover up the past. ”

The old and dignified palace master became more and more eager to try, and his eyes were already sucked on this ink map.

In his eyes, the White Dragon King, a great master of the Zhenguo Kingdom, has a lot of means and a rich background, as long as it costs a little money, he should be able to improve the exercises?

As for how to change it, he didn't know, the great grandmaster was extremely mysterious in his eyes, and he could be said to be omnipotent.

It's really a blessing for Yuan'er.

Ning Xiaoran thought for a moment: "It's likely to be like this, but, Lao Zhu, why do you think the old ancestor is so good to Yuan'er." ”

Zhu Zhenyue suddenly said: "Is it that your ancestor's former lover is very similar to Yuan'er?"

Ning Xiaoran took a sip: "How do I know as a junior!"

"When Madame was young, wasn't she like Lingyun, she was very gossipy?

Ning Xiaoran said: "I know what kind of saint the old ancestor used to be, she should have never married a lover in her life, and I don't know anything else..."

Zhu Zhenyue: "Then I can't figure it out, is it possible that the old ancestor and Yuan'er are more than eighty years apart, and there will still be real feelings between them?

He thought that yesterday Xia Yuan had been in the Dragon King Temple for a day!

What can we talk about for a day?

It's not normal.

Zhu Zhenyue said: "Your ancestor is really good to Yuan'er... And speaking carefully, Yuan'er didn't lose anything, and when Yuan'er was gray-haired, your ancestor was still a girl. ”

Ning Xiaoran asked quietly, "Then what about your daughter?"

Zhu Zhenyue Qi said: "What is the matter with this Guan Lingyun???

Ning Xiaoran smiled, walked to the side and pulled up the curtain, allowing more golden sky light to fall, turned to leave, and crossed his head and waist in front of the door, reminding: "Lao Zhu, don't be young, take it easy, don't work hard." ”

Zhu Zhenyue: "Don't worry. ”

Syllable...

The door closes.

Ning Xiaoran let out a sigh, folded her hands and prayed silently, and then walked towards the stone steps outside the door.

The room behind her was quiet.

Zhu Zhenyue's expression was calm, the gods were thoughtless, and his pupils were submerged by the sea of clouds......

...

...

Twilight.

Unintentional School Palace.

Zhu Zhenyue pushed open the door of the attic, stroked his long beard, and his face was full of red light.

"It's amazing, it's really the hand of ghosts and gods, so that the idea of this general outline can be sublimated and seamless... He really deserves to be the great grandmaster of Zhenguo. ”

Ning Xiaoran looked at her husband's complacency, and she already had the answer in her heart, "It's really done?"

Zhu Zhenyue nodded, and he took a step forward demonstratively.

The blood energy flows, secretly contemplates it, and then cooperates with a condensed divine vein...

Four rounds of clouds and mist suddenly appeared behind him.

Each round of phantom shadows is like substance, and the mist of the clouds and mist exceeds the original "virtual wheel" category, and escapes outward, which looks very gorgeous.

Zhu Zhenyue took another step forward, suddenly his figure leaned slightly, his hand grasped the long sword, and it was unsheathed with a sonorous sound, and the sword pointed forward, and a cold light like snow poured out.

The light flies far.

Others flew away with them.

When this sword is one, the other sword is one.

And Ning Xiaoran's eyes widened, she actually seemed to see a real immortal swinging a sword, but it was originally just an imaginary form... It's not that clear at all.

Ning Xiaoran couldn't help but exclaim: "Lao Zhu, why are you so fast, and your strength is also much stronger than before." ”

"Thanks to Yuan'er's blessing, this is also the formula produced after the sublimation of the exercises. ”

The so-called fixed style is actually a move that is completely different from the mortal world.

The moves of the mortal rivers and lakes are actually angles, speeds, and trajectories, but the fixed patterns of learning palace exercises are not learned, but are produced concomitantly after some kind of visualization.

This kind of mystical "formula" cannot be learned through practice, but is obsessed with contemplation and then self-satisfaction.

And this kind of stereotype is also quite rare.

Ning Xiaoran couldn't help but be overjoyed and said: "The old ancestor is really capable, since this is the case, I quickly called Lingyun, Ao'er, Lao Qi, and other junior disciples to hurry up and come to the enlightenment." ”

She was about to leave, but was directly stopped by Zhu Zhenyue.

"Lao Zhu, what are you doing?"

"Madam, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

"Aren't I happy? In this way, the disciples can also be cheered up. Today we fought with the Red Flame Academy, and we almost collapsed, but fortunately, Yuan'er came out to save the scene, and he used the same cloud and mist phantom as you, which shocked Elder Fan of the Red Flame Academy. ”

Zhu Zhenyue stroked his beard and said, "Yuan'er estimates that he will get more." ”

Ning Xiaoran: ???

Zhu Zhenyue said: "You can just come and see with me." ”

The two entered the attic.

Ning Xiaoran only glanced at it, and probably understood.

The "taste" of the "sword-hearted" mindless kendo visualization general outline was unexpectedly light.

The cloudy sense of realism and layering has faded a lot.

Zhu Zhenyue said, "Madam, understand, right?"

Ning Xiaoran was silent.

Zhu Zhenyue said: "This visualization can only last a few times, and once it is exhausted, it should become the original form... Yuan'er, as the first person to comprehend, should have realized more things than me. After that, considering the limited number of times, we had to select disciples to participate in enlightenment. ”

Lao Zhu actually guessed correctly, he could only flash in a flash, and Xia Yuan could also give birth to clouds and mist shadows in a short period of time, stepping on the ground, shrinking the ground into inches, and moving at a very fast speed.

Ning Xiaoran's previous ecstasy froze a little.

But it was quickly relieved.

It is almost impossible to improve the grade of the exercises, the husband and Yuan'er are fortunate to be able to improve, which is equivalent to changing her life, what is she not satisfied with?

Zhu Zhenyue said: "Madam, you come to enlighten, you are also a product of Tianfeng, and the third one is for you to comprehend, and the strength of our school palace has benefited the most." ”

Ning Xiaoran remembered Bai Ao's desperate appearance before, and suddenly said: "The third chance is given to the giant power, if you can also comprehend the fourth time, then I will come...

Ju Neng has been hit, if this kid can't get out, he will be wasted, he regards the school palace as his home, and I, as a teacher, should also think more about him. ”

Zhu Zhenyue knows his wife's character...

He persuaded two more words, and Ning Xiaoran insisted on letting Zhu Juneng come to enlightenment first.

Zhu Zhenyue can only give up.