[Hmph, I'm really a genius, a little trick will make this little girl in Shushan fascinated by me; Xiao Xia, you did a good job, keep up the good work, and make a good effort...]

"Huh? Why does the narration that appears after a long time smell of tea? ”

But I haven't heard it for a few days, and it feels quite kind, but when the hunter is surprised and the prey is caught, I don't know that I am also the prey.

Li Xia felt that he and Jing Xiu were in a current state, and it was really hard to say who would make and who would lose.

Not only is he greedy, but the other party is also greedy.

However, from the derived characteristics of [Jingxiang Night Rain], Li Xia is satisfied.

The five senses of the general knowledge naturally refer to the fact that the five things of color, receiving, thinking, acting, and knowing are no longer intertwined, and the mind and the external environment are integrated with each other, which is collectively called color.

In other words, with all five senses, Li Xia is now a person who knows color inside and out.

Abbreviation, the sirring of people.

Sitting cross-legged outside the door, he let his breath slowly move.

After the five senses were comprehended, he only felt that his whole body was transparent, and more importantly, he felt that Jing Xiu's own swordsmanship that he had practiced for countless years and the sword intent on his body were simply a match made in heaven, and there was no need for any adjustment at all, and the two of them could communicate harmoniously.

Kunlun means sword and heavy meaning, Li Xiakong has sword intent but no suitable swordsmanship, and the blue stripe is sufficient but there is no suitable sword move to release the sword technique.

Shushan Yi sword heavy art, Jing Xiu is good at killing swordsmanship, there is no suitable sword intent, he is proficient in sword skills but insufficient in sword intent.

After all, cultivating sword intent requires a state of mind and understanding, and not everyone can be as simple as Li Xia's sword intent.

From a mortal to a monk, the most important and difficult level is to sense the aura between heaven and earth, and then pass them into your body little by little for your own use.

Sword cultivation is different, whether it is condensing sword intent or paying attention to sword style, it requires a process of guidance and practice, especially a monk's inner perception and experience, which is not effective by word of mouth.

Hands-on practice and experience are required

Li Xia felt as if she had become Jing Xiu who practiced swords alone on the sword platform under the moon, and when she closed her eyes, she could quietly feel her feelings on the sword training platform alone over the years, as if she was teaching herself hand in hand, and personally experiencing the moves and styles she practiced, as if memory had been instilled into her mind.

He didn't dare to be greedy, and followed Jing Xiu to dance the sword little by little, but it was a little strange that he felt that he had invisibly connected with Jing Xiu in terms of qi sense, and the sword intent in his body also began to move with the sword move.

It turns out that this is the effect of [Yaotai Xiaojing Sword]?

Li Xia meditated for a long time, but he didn't find any problems, after all his five senses were connected, his five qi was smooth and natural, and the sword intent and Jing Xiu's sword moves were in harmony without any rejection.

"We have such good coordination with each other? Or is Jing Xiu so clear that there is no external object in her heart? ”

The characteristic of [Jingxiang Night Rain], as well as the judgment poems derived from it, make many things completely unclear.

Li Xia divided half of his mind to experience Jing Xiu's experience and perception of sword practice, while the other half of his mind continued to maintain his sword intent and follow her sword moves.

The process is slow, but the results are noticeable.

Jing Xiu in the bathtub also felt it, and then a spun body flew up from the bathtub, and casually put on a robe to protect her Dharma.

In any case, in the case of a monk's understanding, it is a great merit to protect the Dharma for a while, and it is one of the best reasons she can think of to increase her favorability.

She stood there and looked at Li Xia, although the man sitting in front of her was soaked, he had a strong temperament, and he was like a sword...... Hidden in a sheath, I don't know where it came from, and I don't know where it's going.

Coming and going, slim, a strange feeling completely occupied her mind.

Looking at Li Xia, she felt more and more pleasing to the eye.

...

Above the Nine Heavens, a little sword light flickered, and then fell where Li Xia and Jing Xiu were competing swords, and the sword light turned into a Taoist in a black and white newspaper robe the moment it landed.

The silver hair is strong, and the childish face is flushed, but a small flower diagonally inserted in the bun destroys the image of a master he has created.

"The afterlife is terrifying, the afterlife is terrifying, such a sword intent is really unstoppable, and I don't know which master taught it...... Now Ah Xiu is also just an adult, if only the two of them could ...... It's also a beautiful thing. ”

He sighed, glanced at the mansion where Jing Xiu was, accidentally brushed off a mustache before coming back to his senses, and then swept into the air.

...

It's still the attic, it's still the room, and the two people in the room are still the two beautiful people.

After finishing her homework and meditating in the morning, Li Chanyin turned her head and saw Li Qingmei lying sideways on her fragrant and soft big bed, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, writhing on the bed with the quilt, holding the paper in her hand and smiling like a fool with her legs.

On that piece of paper, there is a portrait of Li Xia, which has been hidden by her, covering it with a rich fragrance.

In the past few days, she has gradually been raised into a waste that eats and waits for death, and her IQ has been stuck between 0 and minus because she wants to find Li Xia.

"You're small..."

The words that almost blurted out were swallowed back, Li Chanyin, after all, still endured a hand, and then she waved the dust in her hand, walked in front of Li Qingmei, and said earnestly:

"Second sister, because you are looking for someone, I don't have much money left, and I can't afford to raise idlers anymore."

"Eldest sister, do you want to drive me away, this is Shushan?"

"What the fuck do you know this is Shushan? Can you make me worry a little less? Look at you, what have you helped me these days?! ”

Li Chanyin pointed to the remains of various melons and fruits on the table, and the outer skirts of various messy underwear in the room, and felt that her fists were hard.

"But, Sister, it's best for me to stay in the room and do nothing, after all, I'm a waste who can't do anything at all except for being good-looking." Li Qingmei's face was straightforward, and her voice became louder, "And with you, I don't need to worry about it at all!" ”

"You..."

Li Chanyin didn't know what expression to use for a while, and was stunned for a while.

Indeed, as she said, it is best for Li Qingmei to do nothing, and the devil knows what trouble she will cause when she goes out?

Well, she's a ghost cultivator.

It's all my own reasons, but I pity her for turning her into a ghost cultivator after she died of illness at the cardamom age, and put her in the cave and let her not cultivate well for so long, and now she has become such a wastewood.

It's all my fault.

Thinking of this, Li Chanyin put his hand on his forehead, sighed to himself, and stood up with the whisk.

She walked over and pulled away the quilt that was caught in the waste, Li Qingmei didn't care about it, and then she dusted it on her pink buttocks.

“duang... duang...”

After the dough was unexpectedly soft and bouncing, Li Qingmei covered her ass and didn't cling to the bed, and then rolled up.

"You actually hit me? When I was alive, my mother and mother never beat me. ”

"The eldest sister is like a mother." Li Chanyin laughed angrily directly.

Shake your hand and whisk the dust again.