This is!!!

Looking at the hilt of the sword inserted upside down in the stone platform, Zi Ningyan and Yang Ling's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"I can't imagine that it has been hidden under our noses all the time, and it is a shame that my husband and I have been tossing for so long."

A few drops of fine sweat slipped down her white forehead, and she couldn't laugh or cry.

Yang Ling took the cloak from her hand and said, "Since the predecessor of the Qilinzi is dead, and now the body has also melted, then we will leave this cloak and set up a mound for him!" ”

He didn't expect that the other party's body had decayed to this point.

Zi Ningyan answered, and was about to reach out to hold the hilt of the sword inserted in the stone slab, but Yang Ling hurriedly grabbed her.

"Be careful, I always feel a little weird here, so I'd better come!"

Neither the things described on these bamboo slips nor the location of the hilt of the sword were concealed, as if anyone who found this place could easily take it away.

In particular, the sentence "Those who have the opportunity in my cave, should follow my last wish, and sacrifice my dead soul with the blood of the ancestor of the Snow Mountain", except for this sword in the cave, there is no so-called chance, and it is rare to get this sword, and the world can be invincible.

Although he didn't know what the martial arts of the Snow Mountain Ancestor were, but the Qilin Zi who claimed to be the incarnation of the Qilin was not his opponent, Yang Ling didn't think that he could be more powerful than him, of course, the premise was that the other party was really a Qilin, on the contrary, this sword was not as powerful as he described, how could ordinary people avenge him?

Thinking of all this, it was difficult for Yang Ling to think of doubts.

Hearing him say this, Zi Ningyan also restrained a little playful thoughts, and took a few steps back.

I saw that after Yang Ling took a deep breath, his right hand moved his internal force towards the hilt of the sword.

When his hand grasped the hilt of the sword, a golden light suddenly burst out from Shi Feng, Yang Ling's face changed greatly, and he suddenly felt that a boulder was pressing on his body, and he was carrying thousands of pounds all over his body.

As Shi Fengzhong's golden light became more victorious, the coercion on his body gradually increased, and his back bent down little by little.

Zi Ningyan saw it on the side, and even if he wanted to help him.

Yang Ling clenched his teeth and shouted with all his strength: "Don't come here!" ”

Zi Ningyan's figure paused, and looked at him with some concern.

Yang Ling's eyes closed slightly, and then they opened suddenly, an invisible momentum centered on him, surging around, Zi Ningyan was secretly frightened, obviously there was nothing, but she felt a palpitation entwined in her heart, which lasted for a long time.

Sword intent, open!

The sword intent in Yang Ling's body exploded instantly, spreading out like a tornado, and immediately, with his low shout, the terrifying sword intent surged into his body again, and finally converged into his whole body, and began to fight with the golden light gushing out of the stone cracks.

With the blessing of the sword intent, the pressure on his body plummeted, and he could even hear the sound of a sharp blade slashing through Shi Feng.

The moment he held the sword, he found that this golden light could not be resisted by internal force, but was related to the sword intent, so when he found that he could not pull out this sword by relying on strength alone, he decisively gathered the sword intent of his whole body.

As the sword body was withdrawn from the stone platform little by little, the golden light emitted around it became more and more dazzling, and Zi Ningyan couldn't even look directly at the golden sword body.

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Yang Ling could not support it with one hand, he had already used both hands to hold the hilt of the sword, and struggled to pull it up, his face gradually turned red, the muscles on his arms were raised, his legs were bent to support the ground, and his whole body was trembling.

It's not that the sword is too heavy, but in the process of pulling it up, there seems to be a stronger suction force in the stone crack that is stopping him, like a tug-of-war, and every time he pulls out a point, that suction will increase by three points, and the force he uses will be greater.

At this moment, the sword body only appeared an inch, but Yang Ling had already exerted ten percent of his strength, and the sword intent was also sent to the extreme, but this sword was still as if it was frozen, and it didn't move at all.

After a stalemate of nearly a quarter of an hour, he finally let go of his hand uncontrollably, only to hear the sound of "Zheng", like the sound of a sword blade entering the sheath, and the hilt of the sword returned to its original position again.

Yang Ling sat on the ground tiredly, panting heavily.

Zi Ningyan hurriedly stepped forward, rolled up her sleeves with her soft fingers, gently wiped the sweat on her cheeks for him, and said with concern: "Xianggong, are you okay?" ”

Yang Ling's breath calmed down for a while and then said, "It's okay, it's just a little consumed!" ”

"How can this sword be so weird, it doesn't look heavy, how can it be so difficult to pull!"

Zi Ningyan looked at him with some distress and said.

"This sword is indeed extraordinary, but I don't know what the mystery is, so when I draw the sword, what I am holding under my hand is like a mountain connected to the leylines, it is extremely difficult to shake it, and it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to uproot him!"

Yang Ling said with some palpitations.

He felt that everything he saw and heard today had gone beyond the scope of martial arts, especially this long sword inserted in the crack in the stone, he couldn't understand what the mystery was in it, how could he hide a sword in the stone platform, but he couldn't pull it out?

Isn't it like the mechanism of Turtle Island, but in fact, under this cave, there is another underground space, and the sword body of this long sword has been added with some kind of mechanism, resulting in the inability to pull out normally?

Even if Yang Ling hollowed out his imagination, he could only guess this at most.

Suddenly seeing the line of words on the table, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "No wonder the one who said the opportunity wants to help him find the Snow Mountain Ancestor to take revenge, if anyone can pull out this sword, thinking that the way of the sword has reached the unfathomable extreme, it is not an exaggeration to call it a sword immortal!" ”

"At such a level, no matter how strong the Snow Mountain Ancestor is, it is estimated that he is not his opponent!"

After Zi Ningyan saw that his breath was calm, he took water for him to drink, and comforted him on the side: "Xianggong don't have to be discouraged, even if you can't pull out this sword today, when he improves his sword path again, he will definitely be able to pull out this sword!" ”

Yang Ling smiled: "I hope so!" ”

Looking at the torches that were about to burn out, the two went out of the cave, found a pile of firewood and lit it in the cave, and after resting for a while, the sky outside was estimated to have lit up.

Yang Ling slowly finished his work, at this moment his breath was long, the fatigue on his body was gone, his face was ruddy, and his spirit was vibrant.

Zi Ningyan snuggled beside him, noticed the other party's shoulder move, and woke up slowly.

Seeing her sleepy-eyed appearance, Yang Ling secretly blamed herself for moving too much, and she shouldn't have woken her up.

"Xianggong~"

Zi Ningyan's charming low moan, Yang Ling's heart fluttered, and he inhaled slightly, and a unique fragrance of the woman's body penetrated into his nose, making him a little uneasy, and his face couldn't help but turn red.

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"Yan'er, I'll teach you an internal skill!"

Forcibly calming himself down and not thinking nonsense, Yang Ling thought about it and said.

Zi Ningyan held his arm tightly, and said in a coquettish tone: "With Xianggong by my side, what other martial arts do I need to learn?" ”

Yang Ling couldn't help laughing: "Martial arts is not for whom to learn, not to mention the physical fitness of foreign kung fu, but the cultivation of internal force is infinitely useful, if there is a deep internal force, you can be immune to all diseases, and under the warmth of internal force, your physique can also be greatly improved......

Listening to Yang Ling talking eloquently, Zi Ningyan lowered her brows and sighed in her heart.

Xianggong is really still the same Xianggong at the beginning, you and I are alone in the same room, and it is just a matter of not spending the Spring Festival, but I still want me to practice the martial arts of that Laoshizi with you, under the whole world, such a true and stupid person, I am afraid that you are the only one.

Zi Ningyan naturally can't say a bad word, the more the other party is like this, the deeper the affection for Yang Ling in her heart, the so-called joy between men and women, he has a lot to look forward to, and the two are not married yet, even for Miaojiang women, it is a etiquette that cannot be transgressed.

Yang Ling naturally didn't know what Zi Ningyan was thinking, if he knew, he was afraid that he would laugh and ask, what is "Spring Festival", what is "male and female love", he only feels that he can stay with each other day and night, his heart is joy, is happy, and there is nothing else to ask for.

Because he has practiced since he was a child, even if he stepped into the rivers and lakes, he was also dedicated to martial arts, and he never thought about the love between men and women, even if he dreamed at night, he was practicing martial arts and swords, practicing chivalry, and so on.

For him, the greatest pleasure with Zi Ningyan is just the tenderness when the other party snuggles in his arms!

Lin Wuya has been trapped by love for half his life, and naturally he doesn't want his apprentice to repeat the mistakes of the past, so he never talks to Yang Ling about men and women, and even keeps him away from women.

The so-called love doesn't know where to start, go deep!

Zi Ningyan was excited by Yang Ling for the first time, and gradually became interested in it in the end, and finally fell into it and couldn't extricate himself, after suffering from a year of lovesickness, this feeling was already buried deep in his heart and became a part of himself that he could never give up again.

And Yang Ling is the heart of the heart that does not know where to start, the initial acquaintance, to countless days and nights of dreams back to start, a year in a hurry, like a different world, the affection in the heart sprouts and grows, especially after knowing the beauty of the heart, only feel that the mood is complete, no desire and no desire.

……

Unable to persuade Yang Ling with serious and kind words, Zi Ningyan was not interested in martial arts, but he still agreed.

Yang Ling said happily: "This internal strength method is the Xiao Zhou Tian Gong method derived from the Yin and Yang Wuji Gong, although it cannot condense the two true qi of Yin and Yang, but the cultivation and recovery speed of the internal force is extremely fast, no worse than the internal strength of any sect. ”

Zi Ningyan answered, hugged his fist to him playfully and said, "Then please ask Master to teach Yan'er!" ”

Although Yang Ling was accustomed to her eccentricity, he still blushed when he heard this inexplicable title, quickly adjusted his mentality, and began to seriously talk about the operation of this internal skill.

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