Qiu Ming gently slashed the sword with his hand, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but after a while, he took out the sword in his arms and opened it and looked at it carefully, and put the sword on the ground again, with words in his mouth.

"Mother, mother, there are female lunatics there!" Not far away, a mother and daughter were playing on the beach, dressed in coarse linen clothes with slightly dark skin, like fishermen.

The woman looked in the direction of the little girl's finger, and the fairy-like girl actually pointed to the sword on the ground and chanted a word, pointing back and forth, with a hideous face, really a madman!

Hurriedly hugged his daughter in his arms and covered her eyes: "Let's stay away from the madman, it will hurt people." "Isn't it? And with a sword.

The little girl's eyes widened in fright, and she quickly left as fast as she could under the guidance of her mother.

Choking on his steps, the child's unique black eyes looked at the 'crazy woman' on the beach, is it really a madman? It's so beautiful, it's like a fairy in the book.

Qiu Ming was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks there, the mantra was not mispronounced, and the spiritual power output was not broken, why couldn't the sword fly?

Angry and anxious, he simply sat on the beach, forced himself to calm down, and looked at the blue and sparkling sea.

I watched and looked distracted.

Suddenly, she took out the yellowed Imperial Sword Duel again, because the time was too old, the cover had long been damaged, and the name of the law had long since disappeared in the long river of time.

This was not the focus of her attention, and she went through the law again, word by word.

That's right, put away the book, she was more determined in her heart.

She seems to have found the reason why she has not been successful, in fact, she has lost to the beach.

The reason why the sword repeatedly flies but can't fly is that the output spiritual power is not stable enough and not continuous enough.

If you are not careful, the spiritual power output will be too big for a while and too small for a while, which will cause the flying sword to not be able to fly, but to shake and fall.

If it could be like the sea...

Qiu Ming closed his eyes, feeling the regularity of the tides while transmitting spiritual power to the runes in the flying sword.

It's not that easy, but that's okay, if it doesn't work once, twice...

The sword is finally flying! Looking at the sword floating in mid-air, my heart was excited and happy.

Climbing on the flying sword, Qiu Ming sadly found that she was still afraid of heights.

He simply sat on the sword, and used his divine sense to control the flying sword closer to the ground, and carefully squeezed his hands and drove forward.

Qiu Ming felt that he was frustrated, but fortunately, the flight was very stable, and he slowly became familiar with it, and he began to dare to speed up gradually.

After getting faster, he began to play greedily again, and practiced the more difficult S-shaped sword technique, and he had to fall to the ground several times, and his hands were even more because he almost found the ground vertically once, and he cut several thumbs when he was nervous, and bright red blood flowed out.

Tired, Qiu Ming slowly drove the flying sword to stop, jumped down, and touched the yellowed book with his bleeding hand.

Qiu Ming sat on the ground and looked at the next magic decision, the more difficult speed up method and how to form a shield outside the flying sword.

After memorizing it, Qiu Ming habitually turned the remaining pages with her fingers, which was a habit she developed when she was studying in modern times.

Got a word? Qiu Ming's casual gaze began to focus.

She flipped through it again, and there were really words!

With excitement and curiosity, she started on page ten.

On the original blank tenth page, a few sentences were written:

The people who can unlock the prohibition in the book must be my people.

I'm glad you can see this, descendants of fate, unfortunately, we lost this battle, but luckily the clansmen migrated with the little mermaids.

In this last time, I have nothing left for you, but since you have come ashore, it is absolutely hidden from the spiritual root, I have collected various spells and my own research on how to make shark yarn from land materials, I hope it will be helpful to you, my lovely descendant.