In the next few days, Lin Bufake was immersed in his wholehearted study.

Every day, I either practice swordsmanship, or soak in the Yanhai Pavilion of the Changchun Gate Collection, and read a lot of books related to talismans and formations.

Lin Bufei felt like a sponge soaking in water, absorbing everything he came into contact with as quickly as possible.

He was originally a character who was very easy to focus on one thing, but now there is Ming Xuechuan teaching from the side, providing all kinds of high-level advice, and he is even more open-minded and gets twice the result with half the effort.

And the study of this knowledge has nothing to do with the innate meridian conditions, and it will not close the door to him because his cultivation is low.

Therefore, his progress in these two areas is extremely fast, and it can be called a thousand miles a day.

And for Lin Bufake, what Miss Ming brought was simply a whole new world.

He used to only care about cultivation, but he didn't realize that these miscellaneous studies were not only not boring, but they were also so interesting!

Of course, there is also the experience of living with another person, which is also unprecedented.

……

"Miss Ming, what should be done here?"

Lin Bufei pointed to one of the sentences on the book and asked suspiciously.

Ming Xuechuan was already numb, and the girl looked at the pile of various books next to her that were already full of annotations.

Such a scenario has happened many times.

Much more than she ever imagined......

Lin Bufei's tireless work was beyond imagination, and Ming Xuechuan even felt that he had turned on something terrible.

However, the more studious Lin is, the more beneficial it will be for her.

It's a good thing!

Ming Xuechuan adjusted his mentality and answered this question concisely.

Lin suddenly realized, and pointed to the next question with great interest: "What about here?" Miss Ming, you are really knowledgeable and know everything! ”

Akeyukikawa: "......"

The girl was a little weak-hearted.

Who could have known that she relied on her own talent, but she was actually the most difficult disciple in Wuyang Palace?

Especially in theory, she just knows a lot of things but doesn't know why.

can only bluntly tell the explanation that the master once gave to Lin Bufei.

However, these theories that she only knows a little about, Lin Bufake can even draw inferences from them and figure them out directly!

Ming Xuechuan couldn't help but think in his heart.

If it weren't for Lin Bufei's limited talent, his strength was destined not to be high, maybe he could also have a place in history by virtue of his attainments in talismans or formations!

But so what, many people like him have completely collapsed due to the destruction of the Great Dao...... The girl's eyes darkened.

There are three thousand avenues, and each one has been brought to the end by the devil.

No one knows exactly how he did it, and it's an unsolved mystery to all.

But now, it's still too late, and she'll stop everything.

Ming Xuechuan's heart became more and more determined, and he opened his mouth to answer Lin Bufei's doubts.

……

"Miss Ming, I made a meal, do you want to eat together?"

The girl who was meditating opened her eyes and looked at Lin Bufei, who had come in from outside the door.

At the same time, there was a burst of hooking aroma of food with the smell of oil smoke.

Ming Xuechuan subconsciously took a deep breath through his nose, moved his index finger on his knee, and then ...... Didn't move.

"Miss Ming?"

Lin Bufake was a little puzzled.

"I have already opened grains, just eat and drink dew, and I don't need to eat grains anymore."

The girl in white said coldly.

Lin hesitated for a while, but still sighed, closed the door and left.

Ming Xuechuan stared at the door panel for a long time, and retracted his gaze reservedly, but the strange smell of fireworks always surrounded the tip of his nose.

"Goo-goo-goo......"

Hearing a strange movement, the girl suddenly became alert, and after a while, she looked down at her flat lower abdomen.

She forgot...... His injuries have not yet recovered, and Bigu's state is not complete.

Ming Xuechuan subconsciously puffed out his cheeks.

She was hungry.

Kelin is gone.

……

The next day, Lin Buzhen found that the leftovers he had left for breakfast yesterday were gone.

When I asked Miss Ming, I only got a hard sentence that I didn't know.

Lin scratched his head, puzzled.

It's weird.

……

"Miss Ming, I have a little question about swordsmanship."

Lin Bufei looked at the long sword that was already missing a lot of openings in his hand, and said sincerely: "You use the master's sword, and I use the fine iron long sword, is this a little bit unfair?" ”

Ming Xuechuan pulled a sword flower with a leaf of Bodhi, and said very seriously: "Is it really time to fight the law, and you will also talk about fairness with the enemy?" ”

Lin Bufake: "......"

It's true, but I always feel like something is wrong......

Did Miss Ming do it on purpose?

Am I offending her in any way?

Ming Xuechuan didn't give him time to continue thinking, he raised his sword and put on a posture, and a little cold came out!

Lin Bufei hurriedly parried.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! ”

"Click......"

However, after a few moves, the cracks on the sword in Lin Bufei's hand were already clearly visible, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he hurriedly retreated.

The sword-wielding girl is dressed in a white veil, and between the movements, it is like the snow of the flowing wind, which is incredibly beautiful.

But as long as she stood across from her, she could feel that terrifying killing intent and pressure.

"I don't even use my True Qi right now, in other words, this is the level that even mortals can do."

"If the opponent only needs to take a weapon that is slightly more convenient, you can't beat it, then what else do you need to practice swordsmanship?"

Ming Xuechuan reprimanded: "Only by overcoming everything with swordsmanship can you truly understand what a sword is!" ”

Lin Bufei gritted his teeth and continued to cast the Yin Sword, but it was still getting harder and harder.

"Bell!"

The last blow fell, and the sword in Lin Bufei's hand broke into two and flew out.

The one hundred and forty-eighth failure.

He was reluctant to meditate.

On the opposite side, Akeyuki River glanced down at the ground.

Between the two of them, the originally flat land was covered with sword marks, as if they had experienced the ravages of a violent storm.

And the closer you get to the position of Ming Xue River, the deeper those sword marks become.

——Since the one hundred and twentieth sword break, Lin Bufei's last sword every time is enough to instantly kill a late stage of qi refining.

But in Ming Xuechuan's opinion, it was not even to the point of being unsatisfactory.

……

"Miss Ming...... That pot of spirit grass can't be watered like this. ”

The girl's hand holding the teapot shook slightly, and she almost poured the whole pot of water.

When she looked up, she saw that Lin Buqiao had brought a small bottle, which contained only water less than the height of a fingernail.

"The bead grass can only be watered with tears of true love."

Lin explained without pretense.

Ming Xuechuan was stunned and scoffed at this: "Whether it is the tears of mortals or the tears of immortals, in the final analysis, they are just some salt water, what difference can there be between true love and not?" ”

The girl raised her chin, pretending to be cold and disdainful, and then secretly hid the teapot in her hand behind her.

Lin Bufei was stunned for a moment, and retorted: "But there are so many spirit grasses, only this one I have raised." ”

"Have you ever tried watering with the same concentration of salt water?"

"Uh...... No. ”

"How many spirit stones did you spend on the tears of true love in your hands?"

"Ten ......"

"What if it's just salt water?"

“……”

Where can I use the salt water to buy it with spirit stones, a copper plate is enough to buy a big pot.

The truth seems to speak for itself.

Lin Bufei looked at the bottle in his hand, and then at the swaying spirit grass.

Looking at the sky without words, there is a feeling of disillusionment.

It's all a trap for merchants!

He didn't see that there was a flash of smile on Ming Xuechuan's cold little face.

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