"Ling Feng, you still haven't rested so late?"

Seeing the appearance of the visitor, Bingxuan was stunned, and did not show too much surprise.

In addition to the owner's boudoir, you can enter and leave at will in other places in the West Chamber.

"Give me the sword. ”

Ling Feng stretched out his hand, and took advantage of the moment when Bing Xuan was stunned, grabbed the long sword in her hand, and said, "The sword is not a foreign object, but an extension of the limbs......

There are several artistic conceptions in swordsmanship, the first is heavy, pay attention to moves, and the middle distance is in the middle of the rules. Right now you're clearly in the most basic realm......"

Glancing at Bingxuan, who showed a thoughtful expression, he continued: "The second type, done in one go, combines rigidity and softness, brings forth the new, and removes impurities.

The third is to achieve a faction, add your own sword intent, turn decay into magic, and use the simplest moves in the world to play the most powerful momentum in the world. It can not only "lift weights as lightly", but also "lift as light".

Fourth, there is no trick to win, there is a sword in the heart, there is no sword in the hand, and the fallen leaves and flying flowers can hurt people. This is the realm of no sword is better than a sword, there is no sword in the hand, there is no sword in the heart, the road is simple, not stuck in things, there is enough sword intent.

As for the highest state, it is to embrace everything with a big heart, that is, not to kill, it is peace, and it is ...... for the world."

"Ling Feng, why do you know so much?"

After Ling Feng finished introducing the true meaning of the sword technique in one breath, Bing Xuan came back to his senses.

Although she didn't seem to understand it, in her subconscious understanding, what Ling Feng said made sense.

Because she had had chances before. I have heard some kendo masters talk about the meaning of swordsmanship, but it is not as profound as Ling Feng's.

At this moment, she stared at Ling Feng in a daze. There was a hint of brilliance in her beautiful eyes, and she was amazed.

"Go out to cheat and be domineering, if you have any real skills, how can you fool people?"

The woman she liked showed her fanatical adoration, and Ling Feng's vanity immediately swelled.

"Hey, you guy. Nonsense for a long time, it turned out to be fooling people?"

Xiao Hong said angrily: "Do you know the family martial arts meeting in a month. The eldest lady will definitely challenge the second miss, do you still have the heart to joke with him?"

"Second Miss, Bing Yu'e's cultivation should be between Ye Lin and Ye Lin, you are too far away from her. ”

Ling Feng ignored Xiaohong's taunt. looked at Bing Xuan seriously and said, "Knowing that you will die, why do you choose a moth to fight the fire?"

"I've worked hard, at least without regrets. ”

Bing Xuan's eyes dimmed: "But if you don't work hard, you will accept the reality of failure, I can't do it." ”

"Okay, I'll practice the most profound artistic conceptions of swordsmanship, how much you can comprehend depends on your own understanding. ”

Ling Feng's figure flashed, and the sword in his hand let out a crisp clang. Several streaks of cold light bloomed.

The sword qi is like a long rainbow, ever-changing, and the chill is pressing. Rao is Bingxuan and Xiaohong have retreated far away, and they still feel that the ubiquitous sword qi is suppressed so that the two of them can't even breathe.

"There is no trick to win, there is a sword in the heart, there is no sword in the hand, the fallen leaves and flying flowers can hurt people, you are optimistic. ”

At this moment, the long sword shook slightly. Although it has been in Ling Feng's hands, it is surprising. But it gave Bing Xuan the illusion of disappearing out of thin air, as if he was one with him.

It's a ridiculous feeling, but it's real.

The next moment, the ancient trees in the forest were twisted into fallen leaves by the majestic sword qi, and the moment they fell to the ground, countless fallen leaves turned into a sword at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, in the pupils of the ice swirl, there was nothing else except the sword qi, sword intent, and sword blade in the sky......

As if it was too unbelievable, Bingxuan couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe his eyes, and when he looked up again, all the visions dissipated.

There is only an arrogant young background left, like a high mountain, and its artistic conception is so far-reaching that people can't help but sigh and worship.

At this moment, Bing Xuan realized that Ling Feng, who was grooming the side, was completely like a different person.

After careful inspection, I found that he was born with clear eyebrows, a smooth and fair face, a cold and angular handsomeness, a slightly thin figure, clear and dazzling black pupils like obsidian, flashing with awe-inspiring heroic energy, with sensitivity and depth, which makes people not forget it at a glance.

"He's actually quite handsome!"

At this moment, this ridiculous thought suddenly rose in Bingxuan's heart, and a touch of crimson appeared on his cheeks.

Fortunately, with a veil, others can't see the difference, otherwise I'm afraid I will be ashamed to find a crack in the ground and get into it directly.

"Second Miss, sword training is not an overnight thing, it's not good if it's too much. ”

Ling Feng handed the sword to Bingxuan and said, "You've been practicing for a few hours tonight, so it's better to go back and rest early." ”

"Yes!"

Bing Xuan panicked, subconsciously took the sword, and responded softly.

The villain was also a little tired, so he took his leave. ”

Ling Feng arched his hand, turned around and left.

Naturally, he wasn't really tired, and he also wanted to stay by Bingxuan's side.

But he had to find a quiet place to think about helping Ice Swirl solve some tricky things.

"This man is weird. ”

Seeing Ling Feng leave, Bing Xuan's eyes were full of contemplation.

"Second Miss, don't think about it, anyway, it's certain that Ling Feng has no ill will towards you. ”

Xiaohong pursed her lips and said comfortingly.

Back in the room, bolting the door, Ling Feng sat cross-legged on the bed.

Since Bing Xuan longed to get the attention of the clan and win Bing Yu'e once, Ling Feng naturally wanted to fulfill this wish for her.

Win Bing Yu'e, with Bing Xuan's current strength, in just one month, even if Ling Feng personally taught, it would be impossible.

After all, the difference between the two people's cultivation is too great.

The only way to do that is to use external forces.

Ling Feng actually had many methods, such as standing on the edge of the ring and injecting his power into the ice whirlpool to face the enemy.

With his current cultivation, it was completely easy to manipulate Ice Spiral to defeat Bing'e Jade.

And the gods don't know ghosts, and even those Venerables of the Bing family can't see it.

But thinking about it, Ling Feng abandoned this idea.

What Bingxuan longs for is to win once in a dignified manner, not to rely on the crooked ways of external forces.

In this way, there was only one choice in front of Ling Feng, which was to wash the marrow and cut the bones of the ice vortex, and Daigo empowerment forcibly injected her own cultivation and huge essence into the ice vortex, and forcibly promoted her cultivation to the late stage of the realm of life and death.

Such things are completely whimsical to ordinary people.

But Ling Feng did it completely, first of all, his current cultivation was too high, looking at the Bing family, except for the patriarch and a few old antiques, the rest of the people didn't pay attention to it at all.

Secondly, he understood all kinds of strange methods of the underworld, including the means of undermining his own cultivation and passing them on to others.

Of course, even if he raised Ice Vortex's cultivation to the late stage of the Life and Death Realm, for Ling Feng, at most, it would only consume some of the world's power, and it would not hurt at all.

The current Ling Feng and Bingxuan are like the difference between a turbulent river and a drop of water. (