Chapter Thirty-Seven: Gifted
In the early morning of the next day, Xiaoyao was the first to get up, put the Zhuxian Sword on his back, and went out to wait for Lingzhi. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info didn't expect that as soon as he went out, he almost bumped into a graceful and beautiful figure, although he hurriedly stopped his pace, but he was choked by the faint fragrance of the girl's body, and his mind was full of energy.
As soon as Xiaoyao came back to his senses, he saw the familiar proud frosty face, and said slightly apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so early, it seems that I still got up late." ā
Ling Zhi snorted coldly, stopped looking at him, and walked straight out.
At this time, the other senior brothers had already gone out, and some of them saw this scene, and couldn't help but cast a strange and strange gaze at Xiaoyao with envy.
"Don't hurry up and catch up, Senior Sister Lingzhi is notoriously punctual in our 'Heavenly Sword Academy'." Ziming walked up from behind leisurely, patted Xiaoyao's sword shoulder, and said with a smile.
With a bitter smile, he walked towards the shadow that was getting farther and farther away.
Zi Ming was just about to take a step towards the cultivation stone plate, but when he heard a spicy cry behind him, he couldn't help but sink in his heart, and secretly complained, although he was jealous and reluctant in his heart, he still reluctantly squeezed out a smile, turned around and said respectfully, "Senior Brother Shuifeng, early." ā
"Hmph"
Shui Feng snorted coldly, with a haughty look, and said in a strange manner, "You seem to be very good with that Xiaoyao." ā
Ziming knew it in his heart, and he knew that Shui Feng had implicated his resentment against Xiaoyao, and a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart, and he couldn't hold it back and showed it on his face.
"What do you mean by this, do you have any problems with me and Xiaoyao? Don't forget that Elder Xuanfeng had already instructed that in order to fully display the power of the Changfeng Sword Array, it was to make the Heavenly Sword disciples get along with each other on weekdays without barriers and cultivate a tacit understanding. ā
"Hmph, what do you think, you know it yourself, I advise you not to set yourself on fire." After speaking, he flicked his sleeve robe and walked away.
"I'll accompany Senior Brother Shui Feng through the sword moves later, and see if your swordsmanship cultivation has improved recently, hehe." As soon as Shui Feng left, a disciple with a sinister face behind him laughed and laughed, and after finishing speaking, the few people accompanying him walked towards the stone plate with a smile.
Ziming's face was instantly black to the extreme, not only because of Shui Feng's deliberate difficulty, but also because he felt that his self-esteem was already trampled on, and he was powerless to save face for himself.
The lonely figure of the lonely man swayed in the direction of the stone plate, he knew what kind of disaster he would suffer later, but he still had to meet head-on.
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After stepping out of the disciple's residence, the two of them held hands lightly and stepped into the air above the stone pan phalanx, this time both of them were a little relieved, not as restrained as last night.
After a night's buffer time, Xiaoyao's flight this time was naturally much more agile, and even Lingzhi needed to drag it, but it was also transformed into five fingers and gently put it on.
The two slender figures pierced the sky above the stone pan phalanx, which couldn't help but attract the side eyes of the disciples below, and in an instant, the two figures were gone, gradually dissipating in the eyes of everyone, leaving a stunned group.
The carefree step was the first to step on the smooth ground, and then he raised the wrist in his hand slightly, and Lingzhi's agile feet also stepped lightly on the plate.
"How's it going, isn't it going fast?" Xiaoyao smiled lightly and said.
Ling Zhi glanced at her angrily, although she was also amazed at Xiaoyao's comprehension ability in her heart, but she couldn't show a very approving appearance, otherwise she would fall behind in front of Xiaoyao.
"When you can fly nimbly, come and show off to me!"
After Xiaoyao grimaced at it, he dodged and swung away, waiting to chase Ling Zhi again, he was confident that he would definitely be able to catch up with him this time.
Ling Zhi looked at Xiaoyao with a strange expression, and asked suspiciously, "What are you going to do?" ā
Xiaoyao was slightly stunned, and said, "Aren't you practicing flying again today?" ā
"Yesterday's sprint part, you've mastered almost everything, so you won't teach it anymore, you just need to review the practice yourself."
"That's right, so what are you going to learn today?"
Xiaoyao was a little embarrassed and hurriedly put away his way of standing aside.
"Practice the art of flying on your own." Ling Zhi glanced at her coldly and said, "You can try to fly around this stone plate now!" After finishing speaking, he moved aside, and gave up a large number of positions for Xiaoyao to practice.
"If you don't take me, what if I fall off like I did yesterday?" Xiaoyao's heart palpitated, and said.
Ling Zhiqiao's face was cold, and she said coldly, "If you fall down again this time, I won't come to the rescue, and if you fall a few more times, you will be able to master the essentials." ā
Xiaoyao couldn't help but secretly speak, thinking that if he flew, the height was not controllable at will, and if he accidentally fell on all fours, it would be hard.
Seeing Xiaoyao's hesitation, Lingzhi shouted sharply, "Go quickly." ā
Seeing that there was no room for maneuver, Xiaoyao secretly thought that Lingzhi should not be really so ruthless, watching herself fall from the sky without coming to the rescue.
In the blink of an eye, the heart is to carry the mental formula, and the golden spirit in the spirit mansion is endlessly flowing out, spreading all over the body along the blood, and the heels of the lower body are filled with the purest spiritual power. The heart sank suddenly, and it was the maximum step, followed by the second step, and then the third step. When he took the fourth step, the whole person rose in the air, and he didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly gathered the power of his mind to perceive every part of his body.
Every next step was on the ethereal air, but it was like stepping on solid ground, and he could clearly feel that his feet, which were filled with pure spiritual power, could quickly gather every trace of ethereal qi under his feet, and squeeze them sufficiently, making them extremely hard for him to step on.
After getting the hang of it, Xiaoyao's courage also increased, and he was not satisfied with just stepping on it.
Seeing the stone pan phalanx, it slowly shrank in his eyes, and he felt heroic.
The heart sank, and the right foot, which was full of majestic and pure spiritual power, stepped down suddenly, and the whole person was like an arrow on a bow, breaking through the air and shooting straight to a higher place, and the sound of the wind whistling in his ears made him satisfied.
Ling Zhi on the stone plate looked at the drift that was getting farther and farther away, and couldn't help frowning slightly, and a look of worry appeared on her face.
Her face was cold, her body moved slightly, and before she could raise her robe, she shot towards the position of Xiaoyao, and her speed was much faster than that of Xiaoyao. In an instant, he saw Xiaoyao's clear figure, and after feeling the safe distance, his heart suddenly relaxed, and he shouted, "I haven't come back yet." ā
Hearing the cold voice behind him, he was moved in his heart, grabbed his body suddenly, turned around and stepped on it again, and his body flew towards Lingzhi's reassurance.
When I glanced at it, I found that the center of the real square was crowded with people, and it was very lively, and all of them gathered around a stone plate in the center, as if they were watching something.
Xiaoyao's heart moved, and he couldn't help but be very curious to go and have a look. When he was approaching Lingzhi, he slowed down his speed, and with a free turn, he stepped into the air and stood beside him.
"Well, I should be satisfied now!" The corners of Xiaoyao's mouth raised a proud arc and said to Ling Zhi. He wanted to show off like her, but found that the latter was not looking at him, but stared intently at the middle of the stone pan phalanx, and seemed to be very curious about the lively situation.
"Let's go check it out!" He asked tentatively.
The first microdot of the Lingzhi mantis is the first to shoot out. Seeing the worried look on his face, Xiaoyao couldn't help but be very curious, and followed him towards the stone pan phalanx.