"Sister Snow Eagle is so good, the Flowing Cloud Sword is getting more and more perfect!" When the Snow Eagle Sword was put into the sheath, Bai Ling immediately clapped his hands.

"Sister Snow Eagle is so good!"

"Sister Snow Eagle is so beautiful!"

"Sister Snow Eagle is good at swordsmanship!"

......

A bunch of kids, too, were clapping their hands.

"Ling'er, Brother Xingchen, why are you here?" Xue Ying looked at Ling Xingchen, his lips opened lightly, his breath was like an orchid, and the fragrant sweat exuded the smell of youth. Her heart was beating faster, and with these little ghosts praising her in front of him, she was a little embarrassed, only to see that her pretty face was slightly red, and her chest rose and fell with the rhythm of panting.

She walked over and squatted down, rubbed their heads one by one, stood up and smiled at Ling Xingchen, "They didn't cause you trouble, did they?"

"We're — good—. "A group of children all elongated the words at the same time in a unified voice, and the cute and cute state made people's hearts cute.

"No, no, they are very well-behaved and take me to play in the village. The children said that you are the most heroic female warrior, so they took me to see you practice swords, didn't bother you?" Ling Xingchen smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"It's okay, it's okay. These little imps. Xue Ying waved his jade hand, not daring to look at the slightly immature, but handsome and sunny face, not daring to look at the eyes as clear as stars, walked over and touched Bailing's face and continued: "You should rest more, how are you recovering?"

"I'm fine, you see, alive. Ling Xingchen smiled and waved his fist.

"Sister Snow Eagle's talent is still above the Golden Tiger, and she is now a mid-level warrior, but unfortunately there are no advanced martial arts skills in the village. In fact, Sister Snow Eagle is still the sharpshooter in the village, and she is indispensable every time I hunt! When I grow up, I want to be like Sister Snow Eagle. When Bai Ling talked about the snow eagle, his eyes were full of golden stars, full of worship.

"You're a big ghost," Xue Ying squatted down and sneered, pinched Bailing's little face and said, "Ling'er is good, you will be more powerful than your sister in the future."

"Well, I'll try. Ling'er tilted her head, her smiling face full of determination.

"Snow Eagle, there are a few words, I don't know whether to say it or not. When Ling Xingchen first arrived, he didn't want to talk too much, but they saved themselves, and they were all simple and kind hunters, and he was a martial idiot, so he said with a smile after a little thought.

"Brother Xingchen, you say, it's okay. "Snow Eagle is curious about what he can say to himself just after he has just met. I was a little nervous in my heart, and I couldn't help but feel hot and two blushes floated.

Won't you like it?

"The body and moves are well coordinated, and it seems that I have a lot of experience in actual combat. However, the moves don't seem to be in place, and the strength is also lacking.

As a qualified martial artist, you must use every trace of power just right. Another important thing is that this sword technique is a bit superficial. If you can trust me, you can let me see the sword book, maybe I can improve it and increase my power. "As a martial artist who is determined to carry forward Chinese martial arts, a martial arts idiot, Ling Xingchen decided to help them. This can be regarded as a life-saving grace.

"Really? That's great," Hearing this, Xue Ying was surprised and embarrassed in his heart, what was he thinking? But when he heard that he could improve his martial arts, he was excited like a deer hitting lightning, and hurriedly grabbed Ling Xingchen's arm, looking at Ling Xingchen's eyes with an expectant expression. Then he took out a book from his pocket and rolled it up, and handed over the yellowed Liuyun Sword Sword Book and sighed: "There is no one in the village to guide me, they all learn it on their own, let alone advanced martial arts." At present, this bit of martial arts is still passed down from the ancestors, and it has been lost originally, which was painted later. ”

"You saved my life, it's nothing, I can't guarantee it, but I'll try my best. "Take the yellowed sword book, have no intention of the temperature and the fragrance of the girl on it, and hand the snot baby to Snow Eagle.

"It would be great if Brother Xingchen could improve the martial arts in the village, the more prey we have, the better our lives will be. Xue Ying stared intently at Ling Xingchen, who opened the sword skill book, a little nervous,

The moment he opened his sword technique, Ling Xingchen found that he seemed to have a trick in his mind, and the martial arts of this world were divided into human level, mortal level, spirit level, yellow level, Xuan level, earth level, heaven level, holy level, honor level, and god level. The Flowing Cloud Sword Technique is only a human-level mid-level martial art.

It was as if the world was quiet, only the sound of the green bamboo dance and the breeze, and even the children held their breath and were full of anticipation.

After reading the sword spectrum, Ling Xingchen found that Liuyun's sword technique was only slightly elegant, and the others had nothing to do with clouds. He couldn't help but look up at the white clouds in the sky, and said secretly in his heart:

Clouds, when light, elegant and flexible, dense and impermeable to the wind, quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit; dense clouds, covering the sky and the sun, the stars and the moon are like falling into the abyss black hole; black clouds crush the city and want to destroy, accompanied by palpitating coercion; clouds, changeable, ethereal, elusive; clouds from dragons, dragons give birth to clouds.

The sword, the ancient holy product, the supreme and noble, the man and the god are salty, the ancestor of the short soldier, the king of the hundred soldiers, and the weapon of close combat.

The sword is dexterous and changeable, if the dragon travels all over the world, the rain turns over the clouds, and it is domineering. A sword breaks the void, has the power to break the sky, fast as lightning, like thunder.

The sword, the sword is double-edged, the head is straight, the horizontal and vertical can hurt people, the stab can penetrate the armor, the danger is abnormal, and it is born to kill. Therefore, the sword is a weapon of killing, born to kill. It is an extension of the arm, it is a part of the body, I am the sword, and the sword is me. Since ancient times, he has dominated the martial arts on the battlefield, defended the country, and acted chivalrous and righteous, all of which are based on the sword.

Long sword attack battle, short sword protection, assassination.

According to the characteristics of the cloud and the sword, the Liuyun Sword should be a combination of attack and defense, but the swordsman should be like a sword, fearless, upright, courageous, and attack is the best defense!

Therefore, after Ling Xingchen's improvement, the Liuyun Sword paid more attention to actual combat and focused on attack.

Snow Eagle also followed his gaze to look at the white clouds in the sky for a long time, found nothing, lowered his head and looked dazed, and continued to fix his gaze on his face.

And at this moment, according to the characteristics of the cloud and the characteristics of the sword, he was improving his martial arts while pondering and creating a set of corresponding internal skills.

A complete martial technique is like a complete life, martial arts are the body and the outside, and the inner strength and heart law are the soul and the inside. Wu Jue has no internal strength, just like a person has no soul, and has become a walking corpse. The carcasses of camels and horses are just different in appearance, giving people different impressions and feelings.

She stared intently to the side, looking at the handsome young man she had just met in front of her, only to see him concentrating on studying the sword spectrum, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, and finally simply closing his eyes.

When she saw him that day, she thought he was different. At this time, in her eyes and heart, his sunny and handsome face was clearer than a sword, and his martial sword posture was also sharper than a sword.

"Snow Eagle, borrow a sword. An hour later, Ling Xingchen said with a smile that he had not only improved the Liuyun Sword Technique, but had also successfully created a set of internal strength mental techniques.

Since then, the sword has been reborn from a human-level middle-level martial art, and has been promoted to a human-level high-level martial art, which is comparable to a mortal-level beginner-level martial art, and it is also the first sword technique in Crescent Village, which is of great significance.

Xue Ying's eyes widened, he looked at Ling Xingchen incredulously, and handed over the sword without hesitation: "Brother Xingchen, repair, have you modified it?"

"Well, you see. ”

As a swordsman, a sword is life.

Ling Xingchen saw that Xue Ying handed over the sword without hesitation, and this trust made him feel slightly shocked.

Lin Xingchen took the long sword, and instantly felt that the tacit understanding between the sword and the sword had risen to a level higher than before on the earth, and the dantian was automatically running, and the Xuan Qi jumped out of the dantian, and it was running in the eight veins of the Qi Jing, changing the limbs and hundreds of remains, and then returning to the dantian, and so on.

He was excited in his heart, and he wanted to look up to the sky and roar, he was already at the peak of the high-level martial arts realm in this world, this was simply a miracle!

Ling Xingchen used the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique while reciting his mental method to Snow Eagle.

Xue Ying watched intently as Ling Xingchen cast the improved Liuyun Sword, silently remembering the Xuanqi Movement Method, becoming more and more surprised, his pretty face was full of incredulity, and his eyes flashed with brilliance, like a colorful diamond, as if he had seen the most impossible thing in his life.

I saw the silver light dancing in Ling Xingchen's hand, the cold light shining, the light and dexterous beginning of the move, like a thin cicada wing on the horizon, light as a feather light cloud, gradually into a snake, dexterous and tricky, unguardable, and then turned into a dragon that overturned the river and the sea, turned the clouds and made the rain, and then turned into a black cloud on the top of Mount Tai, with a palpitating oppression. The sword moves changed again, and finally it was domineering and majestic, as if it could pierce the clouds and break through the sky, and break through the vanity of the world. It is not at all comparable to the previous soft Liuyun Sword, it is simply a world of difference.

Snow Eagle's entire heart fluttered on Ling Xingchen, who was wielding the long sword, and he didn't realize that the cherry mouth had grown into an O-shape. It was as if everything around him had disappeared, except for this handsome boy and the long sword in his hand.

The bamboo forest was quiet and could only hear the sound of the sword tearing through the air. The image of the man holding the sword was deeply imprinted in her heart.

The children also watched Ling Xingchen with full attention, such a formation was only seen in their lives.

No one noticed that when Ling Xingchen cast the Flowing Cloud Sword, the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of several miles seemed to be pulled, surging from all directions, forming wisps of fresh breeze in the bamboo forest, which were absorbed by Ling Xingchen's dantian, and then operated according to the mental method of the Flowing Cloud Sword, replenishing the consumption.

Snow Eagle was surprised again in his heart. She remembered the three days when Ling Xingchen was in a coma, and it was also like this, the aura of heaven and earth gathered from all directions, and the entire village was bathed in a rich aura, and the bottleneck of her seizing the opportunity to absorb aura had already loosened somewhat.

caused such a big commotion, but Xue Ying was surprised to find that she had never seen through his martial arts realm, or rather, he gave people the impression that he was an ordinary person who had cultivated without mysteries.

"Wow," Ling Xingchen finished his demonstration like a cloud of water, and his long sword was sheathed.

To his shock, not only did the Xuanqi of the dantian not decrease, but it also increased a little, indicating that the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique Mind Technique could absorb the aura, and it turned out that his self-created Mind Method was successful. He sensed that the dantian still needed to absorb a lot of spiritual energy refining to saturate, and then he could break through.

Ling Xingchen was pleased to find that his dantian seemed to be bigger than everyone else in the village, and even many times larger than Snow Eagle's!

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