Time flies, and more than a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past month or so, in addition to daily meditation and meditation to restore spiritual strength, Chen Xiaoming has taught Hua Qiangu's cultivation more often.

As his own disciple, he can't cultivate too badly, so in addition to teaching Hua Qiangu Changliu Imperial Sword Technique, Chen Xiaoming also personally taught the swordsmanship of Shushan.

This is also a helpless move, Hua Qiangu's current cultivation is too low, although these swordsmanship can't enter Chen Xiaoming's eyes, but they can lay a good foundation.

It's just that Hua Qiangu's cultivation is too weak, and his comprehension is a little too slow, and to this day, he still has only learned a superficial introduction.

"Looks like I'm going to give her some help."

Looking at Hua Qiangu, who cultivated hard every day, but because of his low cultivation and slow progress, he was secretly sad, and Chen Xiaoming's wisps of spiritual power floated out.

Divided into a streamer and went straight to one place, he was familiar with the situation of staying for more than a month.

But after an hour's effort, he came back directly.

"Little bones!"

The power of the spirit was condensed, and the figure appeared directly in front of Hua Qiangu.

"Master."

The sweat on her forehead was low, and for more than a month, she would practice silently alone every night.

It's just that her talent is so poor that others can already fly with a sword, and she can only make the wooden sword float.

"Master, isn't my talent really bad?"

Bearing this alone, she is just a girl, and even she is beginning to doubt herself.

"Nonsense, you are a disciple of the teacher, how can your talent be poor."

Looking at the latter's distressing face, Chen Xiaoming's spiritual body moved slightly, and he touched the latter's forehead dotingly.

A faint white streamer flashed away, merging into Hua Qiangu's body.

In an instant, Hua Qiangu sensed a warm current surging through his body, and his whole body seemed to be a little lighter, and his spirit was more enlightened.

"Come on, little bone, you try again."

A little bit of the wooden sword on the ground, I saw it float and flew in front of Hua Qiangu's body.

"Yes, master."

After experiencing the warm current just now, Hua Qiangu felt that his body was now full of strength, and his mental power was much more accessible.

Looking at the wooden sword in front of him, he breathed a deep sigh of relief, concentrated his mental power, and slowly controlled the wooden sword.

In the next second, the wooden sword, which was originally difficult to control, seemed to be much lighter, and with just one thought, it was erected.

Hua Qiangu was shocked, waved his hand again, and the wooden sword flew out in an instant.

"Master, the wooden sword seems to have become lighter, and I can control it."

Happy like a child, he shouted in surprise to Chen Xiaoming in his heart.

Under the power of Hua Qiangu's mind, the wooden sword continued to fly around his body, like an arm command, easy and freehand.

Chen Xiaoming stood aside faintly, chuckling at the corner of his mouth.

How can there be any wooden sword that has become lighter, but it is just that Hua Qiangu's cultivation has been improved.

The so-called sword technique, talent is only secondary, and the more important thing is actually cultivation.

Low-level swordsmanship, if the cultivation is high, it is naturally easy to learn, such as Chen Xiaoming, as long as you look at it, you can easily use it.

Before he left, he went to the medicine garden that stayed for a long time, even if he was a spiritual body, the level of alchemy was not as good as the main body.

But in this small world, it is still enough.

In order not to arouse suspicion, the refined pill was also of a mild type, slowly improving the cultivation of Hua Qiangu.

"Master, look, I can fly with the sword."

After a while, Hua Qiangu had already stepped on the wooden sword, floating in mid-air, just because he was afraid of heights, and he was still a little scared.

"Uh-huh."

Nodding, looking at the smile on the latter's face, Chen Xiaoming's memory couldn't help but think of his first apprentice.

Time flickered, but I don't know how long it has been, and I don't know what happened to Xun'er when I left Dou Po.

"Master, thank you."

Just when Chen Xiaoming was stunned, Hua Qiangu, who was flying in mid-air, fell down and thanked Chen Xiaoming.

Although she is young, she is not stupid, one moment she didn't know how to resist the sword, the next second, she will.

Now that she calmed down, she thought of the warm current just now.

"Stupid apprentice, you are the apprentice of the master, how can you be left behind."

Touching the latter's hair, Chen Xiaoming's gaze slowly looked at the vast starry sky.

Hua Qiangu's cultivation has solved the matter, and it is time for him to prepare for the matter of the Ten Directions Artifact.

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The next day

"Master, are you leaving?"

Early in the morning, Hua Qiangu had just woken up and saw Chen Xiaoming's spiritual body sitting on the side, telling him about leaving.

"Master, don't you want little bones, is there something wrong with me?"

After getting along with Chen Xiaoming for nearly three months, Hua Qiangu has already had a deep relationship with Chen Xiaoming.

During the period of becoming an orphan, Chen Xiaoming has always accompanied him, and the latter has taken care and care of him, just like a father, which made Hua Qiangu feel warm.

Now hearing the message of leaving, Hua Qiangu's heart couldn't help but tighten, and his big watery eyes looked at Chen Xiaoming reluctantly and longingly.

"Stupid apprentice, I'm just going out for a while."

With a flick of his fingers, a little streamer merged into Hua Qiangu's mind, and Chen Xiaoming continued.

"What I just gave you is the teacher's perception of cultivation, you can stay and cultivate for a long time with peace of mind, as short as a month, as much as three months, and I will come back."

"When the time comes, I'll have to check your cultivation progress, don't be lazy!"

The medicinal power of the pill is still in Hua Qiangu's body, and during the time he left, with those cultivation perceptions, he should be able to make Hua Qiangu improve steadily.

"Yes, master, the apprentice must cultivate hard and will not be lazy."

Hearing that Chen Xiaoming didn't really leave him, Hua Qiangu smiled with a small face, wiped the tears in his hand, and turned into a flower cat.

Chen Xiaoming shook his head, gently wiped it off, and then said a few words again, and then the figure moved, and flew away directly as a streamer.

Chen Xiaoming's spiritual body left, and Hua Qiangu suddenly felt empty in his heart.

On the other side, Chen Xiaoming's spiritual power broke out of his body, and as soon as he flew out of the range of Changliu Mountain, his figure moved directly, turning into a white-clothed figure, with fluttering silver hair, and went straight to the Seven Killings Sect.

The eyes are sharp, and they are even more hot.

It's been silent for too long, and it's been a long time since I've done anything with anyone, Chen Xiaoming feels that it's time to give it a good time.

The figure pierced the sky, and although the distance left until the seven killings was far away, it was only half an hour for a strong man like Chen Xiaoming.

The East China Sea, the entrance to the Demon Realm

Chen Xiaoming's figure flew by, but he stepped into the demon realm, looked at the endless desolate land, and did not look for it again, but directly shouted.

"Kill Qianmo, dare to come out and fight!"

(End of chapter)