Mingyue originally thought that Feng Tingcheng taught her the sword, but she didn't expect that a few days later, Feng Tingcheng would bring Mingyue to the martial arts training ground in Danmen and teach Mingyue the sword to fly.

The so-called Imperial Sword Flight, after the immortal power reaches the upper immortal realm, when the immortal power is enough to control external objects, you can cultivate the Qi Flying Sword. This kind of external object is commonly known as a meson, such as a sword, a sword, or any other iron weapon used by immortal cultivators, etc., can be used as a meson for the flight of the sword, and the sword is only one of them. In the world of cultivating immortals, when the immortal power is low, generally only the things that are often used by immortal cultivators and have a spiritual connection with them can be cultivated into their own flying powers.

Feng Chengcheng took out two swords, one of which was the sword that Feng Chengcheng had used to fly for the first time last time, she didn't look carefully last time, but today she saw the word "wind" engraved on it.

The other sword is more delicate and small than the Wind Sword, and looks like a woman's sword, with the word "chasing the moon" engraved on the hilt.

The hilt and the body of the two swords have a simple "back" type dark pattern decoration, the sword body is drawn out of the cold light, the cold sword qi forces people to be cold all over the body, it does not look like an ordinary product, the color and style are very right, but it looks like a female sword and a male sword.

Feng Chengcheng handed the "Chasing the Moon" sword to Mingyue and said: "This Chasing Moon Sword is made of thousand-year-old cold iron, it is an ancient relic, you use it first." ”

Mingyue took the sword, only to feel that it was extremely heavy in her hand, and the cold light of the sword body was pressing, it was really a good sword.

She raised her little face and asked in surprise, "Elder, is this for me?" It's so beautiful. ”

Feng Qingcheng glanced at her lightly and said, "You have to learn the flying of the imperial sword well, so as not to be worthy of this sword." ”

Mingyue grimaced at him and protested in a low voice: "I don't think it's worthy of me, you must know that I am a unique existence in this world, it is just a man-made sword." ”

Feng Qingcheng smiled slightly when he heard this, looking at her confident and sunny look, he didn't expect that what she said made some sense.

Feng Chengcheng said: "At the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, everything is chaos, and it is infinite. Yin and Yang alternate, and the two qi of yin and yang give birth to all things is Tai Chi. Tai Chi gives birth to two yi, two yi gives birth to three talents, three talents give birth to four elephants, four elephants give birth to five elements, five elements give birth to six daos, six daos give birth to seven stars, seven stars give birth to gossip, gossip gives birth to nine palaces, nine palaces give birth to ten directions, ten directions give birth to external objects, all things give birth to spiritual energy, and spiritual energy nourishes mortal bodies. The sword is made of iron, and it is spiritually prepared because of the user. Moved by thoughts, lived by anger, died by evil thoughts, and won because of justice. The art of the sword lies in the unity of mind and mind, holding the yuan and keeping one, and the cycle is endless. The most important thing for those who cultivate immortals is to transform the aura of heaven and earth into their own immortal power, and the form and spirit are combined, and then transformed into the power to control all things in heaven and earth. The things outside the heavens and the earth are for my use, for my control, and for my desires. ”

Feng Chengcheng explained while pulling out the sword to demonstrate the method of controlling the sword, Mingyue felt that the sword was full of energy, the cold light shimmered, and a cold sweat broke out all over her body.

Feng Tingcheng spoke extremely profoundly, Mingyue seemed to understand it, she pulled out the moon-chasing sword, and slowly learned the method of immortal qi sword with Feng Tingcheng's demonstration, only to feel that the immortal qi was circulating all over her body, and the sword was displayed in her hand, how could she not channel the immortal power into the body of the sword, and her forehead suddenly sweated.

After Feng Chengcheng's demonstration, he watched Mingyue's drill, and saw that she was quite anxious and her swordsmanship was messy. I couldn't help but hold her hand and guide while saying, "The art of the sword lies in a word of enlightenment. First of all, it is necessary to achieve the unity of man and sword, and the sword heart is connected, and then it can be achieved to fly. ”

Mingyue's hand was held by his hand, and he guided her to practice the sword one move at a time, her back was close to his chest, and a warm breath like the sun came, she could even hear the sound of his "bang" heartbeat, and for a moment she felt that her palms were full of sweat, and she couldn't help but panic.

Feng Chengcheng saw that her swordsmanship was messy, and reprimanded: "Concentrate on practicing swords, don't think nonsense." ”

Mingyue blushed, and said in her heart, why do you know what I do? She couldn't help but calm down and concentrate on studying.

The two demonstrated for a long time, although Mingyue could not achieve the unity of human and sword, but she learned to slowly condense the immortal power in the immortal veins to concentrate her strength, and she couldn't help but be very happy.

Feng Qingcheng glanced at her and said lightly: "The gathering of immortal power in the immortal veins is only a necessary condition, and it is still very early for the sword to fly." Mingyue was immediately very deflated when she heard this.

Feng Tingcheng smiled and said, "But it's not bad, practice more every day, and find the feeling." ”

Yan Dan walked over and saw that Feng Qicheng was teaching Mingyue Imperial Sword, so he stood aside and waited for a long time. Seeing that the two of them stopped, they said that dinner was ready.

"Yay! I can finally eat! I'm hungry, I'm hungry. Mingyue clapped her hands and cheered. She quickly put away her two swords, and smiled very happily on her face.

Yan Dan couldn't help but be stunned when she saw that she was holding the "Chasing the Moon" sword, and said in her heart: The elder gave Mingyue the Chasing Moon Sword to Mingyue, is this going to accept Mingyue as a disciple? But he just thought about it, and of course he didn't dare to ask.

In fact, Feng Chengcheng has long been out of food, and since Mingyue became his personal Dantong, he will also eat with her from time to time. Today, Yan Dan specially prepared a steamed salmon, saying that he hadn't eaten fish for a long time.

The three of them arrived at the dining table, where a fragrant dish of steamed salmon and four or five plates of colorful and delicate side dishes were placed, a large bowl of fragrant and tempting mushroom soup, and a pot of white rice steaming hot.

Mingyue couldn't help but swallow when she saw the fish. She loves to eat fish since she was a child, but since she came to Shushan Immortal Academy, it is located on the top of Shushan, fish is a scarce substance here, the price is expensive, and the people who cultivate immortals advocate returning to the basics, the diet is light, and the disciples are mainly vegetarians, so they have no chance to eat fish.

Mingyue remembered that the last time she ate fish, she met Feng Chengcheng when she was in the Library Pavilion, and she ate it once when he took her to the Jinlu City Courtyard. I didn't expect to have the opportunity to taste this delicious food in the world today, and I couldn't help but be happy in my heart, and a cute smile appeared on my face.

She looked at Feng Chengcheng with blank eyes, expecting him to hurry up and move his chopsticks to eat, but the elder didn't move, of course she was embarrassed to move the chopsticks first.

Feng Chengcheng glanced at her, and picked up the dishes and chopsticks after cleaning his hands. Seeing Mingyue looking at him on the other side, he filled two bowls of soup, took one bowl and put it in front of Mingyue, took one bowl and ordered, "What?" If you don't eat it yourself, do you want to wait for me to feed you? ”

Obviously, she wanted her to eat with her, but what she said made Mingyue grit her teeth when she heard it. She rolled her eyes at the sky and sat down to eat in a huff.

Feng Qingcheng put a large amount of chopsticks and fish meat on the plate in front of her, Mingyue took it for granted that he was clipping it to herself, and her delicate little face suddenly smiled like a brilliant trumpet flower. This elder also knows that it is really good to give her this little Dantong vegetables, does he feel guilty that Sun Qinglai criticized her? She happily picked up the piece of fish and was about to put it in her mouth.

"Help me pick thorns." He glanced at her and said coldly.

Mingyue took the fish meat and brought it to her mouth, opened her mouth and was about to eat it in one bite, when she heard Feng Qingcheng's words, she quickly paused her chopsticks, licked her lips, and looked at him in a daze, as if she didn't understand what he meant.

"Help me pick the thorns, this piece of fish is mine." Feng Qingcheng said confidently: "After picking the thorn, give it back to me." "He loves to eat fish, but he doesn't like fish bones, in the past, he ate fish and someone helped him pick it out, but now this task falls on Mingyue, the little Dantong, as a matter of course.

Mingyue was embarrassed and depressed, and embarrassedly put the fish back on the plate in front of her, although she was very greedy, but she still remembered that she was his Dantong, and she should help him do some miscellaneous work, but this fish bone picking job is too much, right?

Although Mingyue was slandering in her heart, Dan was still very careful to pick out every fish bone. After picking out the thorns, he put the fish back on the plate in front of him. But he was very dissatisfied in his heart: This person is really squeamish!

"I don't eat fish skin, I don't eat chopped green onions and ginger, I don't eat the meat on the tail of the fish, and I don't eat the soup on the fish with good spines." Feng Qingcheng said lightly.

Mingyue said in her heart that this person is so picky when he eats, it is really difficult to serve, and he really deserves to be a royal nobleman. But under the eaves, she had to patiently help him remove the skin of the fish, pick out the green onion and ginger shreds, and put some fish meat from the back of the fish to help him remove the fish bones, scoop some soup with a spoon and pour it on the prepared fish, and finally put it in front of him on a small plate, and asked flatteringly: "Elder, are you still satisfied?" ”

Feng Chengcheng glanced at her, picked up a small piece of fish, gently put it in his mouth and chewed it elegantly, with a satisfied look on his face.

Mingyue saw that he was sitting there tall and straight, with a handsome and refined face, and he could enter the painting with every gesture, and his thin lips were dyed with a layer of soup as if they were stained with rouge, and her heart couldn't help but beat wildly. This person is so good-looking in everything he does, and he is really beautiful and delicious, and it seems that picking fish bones for him has become meaningful. She blushed, quickly lowered her head, and went to pick up the vegetables, but unexpectedly caught it with his chopsticks.

Mingyue hurriedly retracted her chopsticks to clip the dishes next to her, but unexpectedly caught them with his chopsticks again. Mingyue retracted her chopsticks helplessly, but saw him smile and put a large piece of fish meat into the plate in front of her and said softly: "You can eat it too, it will be fishy when it is cold, pay attention to the fish bones, don't get stuck." ”

Mingyue was stunned, eating delicious fish and delicious side dishes, and her mood suddenly became cheerful.

Feng Chengcheng actually didn't eat much, and most of the fish went into Mingyue's stomach. Mingyue thought, this person regards himself as his personal Dantong, and he personally teaches himself many things, I wonder if he really intends to accept himself as his disciple?

She thought about it carefully, Feng Chengcheng was not bad for her as a personal Dantong on weekdays, except that her personality was a little cold and picky, she was domineering and strong, and she was a little stingy, but in general, it was okay.

However, for some reason, when she thought of being his disciple, she was extremely resistant.

"That, Elder," Mingyue asked a little embarrassed, "You—are you planning to accept me as a disciple?" ”

Feng Tingcheng glanced at her when he heard this, and said expressionlessly: "Don't eat or speak, don't think nonsense." ”

Mingyue smiled awkwardly and replied, "Oh! "I had to concentrate on eating.

To be honest, she was reluctant to be his disciple. The reason for this, she can't say why, maybe it's because after really becoming his disciple, she has to get along with him like an elder?

In the evening, Yan Dan couldn't help but ask Feng Chengcheng in private: "The elder took the trouble to teach Mingyue, is he planning to accept Mingyue as a disciple?" ”

According to Yan Dan's thoughts, Mingyue and Mu Xiaotian entered the Danmen together as Dantong, Mu Xiaotian now spends most of his time learning the basic knowledge of Danmen with other Dan masters and is familiar with the process of all aspects of Danmen, while Mingyue is learning various skills from Feng Chengcheng, isn't this clearly planning to accept Mingyue as a disciple? Otherwise, why bother so much?

Feng Qingcheng listened to Yan Dan's words, and just glanced at him lightly, his eyes were deep, but he didn't say anything. Yan Dan knew that he was speechless, so he couldn't help but smile and scratched his head in embarrassment.

Mingyue was actually more confused than Yan Dan in her heart, but she asked Feng Tingcheng, but Feng Tingcheng didn't answer her, and she had to give up depressedly, but for some reason, there was always a trace of resistance in her heart.