Another evening, the sun was setting, and by the river, Zhang Ziyu looked down to find stones suitable for water drifting.

"At the end of the month, can I start practicing?" He asked Ling Shijian.

Lingshi Sword was crouching in front of the bushes, but there was no tanuki cat in front of him.

Hearing this, she looked at Zhang Ziyu and replied, "It doesn't seem to work......

"Because the acupuncture points are warmed, the meridians also need to be warmed. But I don't know how stiff your meridians are, so I don't know how much time it will take.

"And then there's the exercises, and I don't know how well you understand the exercises."

"Exercises?" Zhang Ziyu looked at her.

"It's ......" Ling Shijian thought for a moment and replied, "Comprehension is often said in martial arts novels."

"Do you think, when you take out an exercise, do you have to understand it before you can practice it? To understand the exercises, you need to be understanding; To practice the Fa, you need a root bone. ”

Zhang Ziyu found four thin and round stones in his hand and asked Ling Shijian, "Then can you give me the exercises first?" ”

As he spoke, he picked out one and shook it hard, and the stone flew towards the river, "What, the stupid bird flies first." If I spend more time, even if my comprehension is a little worse, I will be able to comprehend the exercises earlier. ”

"It can be ......," Ling Shijian hesitated.

The stones were hit ten times, Zhang Ziyu was not very satisfied, he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"You have to go to work during the day now, and you have to play games with me after work. There is no time to meditate on the exercises. Ling Shijian said seriously, "What if I pass on the exercises to you, and you participate in the exercises every day, and you don't have time to play games with me?" ”

"Huh?"

Although he knew that this guy was somewhat unreliable, Zhang Ziyu was still speechless for a long time when he heard this reason.

"Alas!"

Ling Shijian frowned and stood up, sighing, "Why hasn't Mimi come yet?" ”

She waited for a while, but the tanuki still didn't come.

"Obviously......," Zhang Ziyu threw out another stone and said, "because the jerky you make is not delicious." She doesn't want to be poisoned by you anymore. ”

"Huh?" Ling Shijian squinted at him, "You say it again?!" ”

You can say that Miss Shijian's game is a dish, and you can also say that Spirit Sword Fairy's swordsmanship is garbage, but you can't say that her cooking is not delicious.

"Ahem......" The murderous anger came, Zhang Ziyu was decisive and replied, "I said that the jerky you made is very delicious." The kitten must have something to do today, and he is out of the house. ”

"Humph!"

Ling Shijian put the plastic box containing the dried meat on the big stone on the side, walked over, took a stone from Zhang Ziyu's hand, and threw it in his hand.

"Come, let's compare and see who hits the water more."

Zhang Ziyu looked at her, very speechless, and said, "Do you think I'm a fool?" You are an immortal cultivator, I am a social animal, compared to you, do I have a chance to win? ”

"Hmm......" After Ling Shijian pondered deeply, he discussed, "I don't use mana?" ”

Zhang Ziyu shook his head decisively.

You must know that the first realm of cultivating immortals is self-cultivation. The physical body of an immortal cultivator is not the same concept as that of a mortal.

Therefore, even if he didn't use mana, with the body of the Spirit Poetry Sword, it was impossible for him to win.

"If you win...... Ling Shijian smiled and began to add weights, "I'll send you the exercises of the Pure Yang Real Man Sword Casting Guide Method." ”

Zhang Ziyu hesitated.

"What if I lose?" He asked.

"Just promise me a small request...... "Ling Shijian smiled.

But when she laughed, her eyes narrowed, much like a fox. Zhang Ziyu looked at her smiling face and felt that she had bad intentions.

"It must be something you can do." Ling Shijian added.

"Don't force it!" Zhang Ziyu added conditions.

Ling Shijian tilted his head and thought about it, and sighed, "It's okay." ”

Seeing this, Zhang Ziyu took a deep breath, supported the bold, starved the cowardly, and fought hard!

Immortal cultivators are just powerful. It's not about who has more strength, it depends on skills. It's not that he doesn't have the possibility of winning.

"Okay." He nodded, "How?" ”

"One stone is the winner." Ling Shijian pointed to the stone in Zhang Ziyu's hand and the stone in his hand, and said, "Whoever has more wins." ”

"Ok, you set the way, I set the order." Zhang Ziyu hurriedly said, "I'll come first!" ”

He'd just thrown it twice, and his hand was on fire. No matter what the strength of the Ling Shi Sword was, he naturally had to take the lead.

"It doesn't matter." Ling Shijian confidently put his hands behind his back and signaled Zhang Ziyu to be casual.

"Hoo ......"

Zhang Ziyu walked to the river, carefully found a position where he thought the ground was most comfortable and the river surface was the flattest, then took a deep breath, adjusted his standing posture, raised his hand, and adjusted the angle.

I looked at it for a long time......

"Smack!"

He threw the stone in his hand with all his might.

"1, 2, 3, 4......" he counted without blinking, "10, 11, 12......"

In the end, "20, 21! ”

"Twenty-one!"

Zhang Ziyu stood up straight, his face was full of arrogance, and he was slanting the spirit poetry sword, which was his best result so far.

"Hey!" Looking at Zhang Ziyu's appearance, Ling Shijian smiled.

She stretched out her right hand, holding the stone between her fingers, and her fingers curled......

"Do you know the best angle to hit the water?" Zhang Ziyu suddenly asked.

Ling Shijian looked at him and asked, "What?" ”

"Twenty degrees ......," Zhang Ziyu said, "After research, when the stone is 20 degrees to the water surface, the best score can be thrown." ”

"Twenty degrees?" Ling Shijian smiled.

She looked at Zhang Ziyu and said with a smile, "I don't need this angle." ”

She knew that he told her the best angle to play the water, of course, not to help her get a better result; This guy is disrupting her rhythm and affecting her mentality.

If she were an ordinary girl, she would have been recruited.

Either he was frightened and threw the stone directly; Either because he didn't know the twenty degrees, he threw out the stones in his heart.

Pity......

She looked at Zhang Ziyu, and with a flick of her slender fingers, the stones flew out in a whirl.

The stone made an arc in the air and flew past Zhang Ziyu's eyes, and the wind brought by the rotation taught him to close his eyes.

He opened his eyes, turned his head hurriedly, and saw the stones fall to the surface of the water, and then flew all the way over the river to the opposite bank......

"Do!"

Sink deep into the trunk of a willow tree by the river.

"How many?" Ling Shijian asked with a smile.

Zhang Ziyu had a dark face and did not speak.

"Damn, I still underestimated the immortal cultivator!" He sighed, "It's not a leave at all!" ”

"You owe me something!" Lingshi Sword's hateful voice came, "Remember! ”

"Why don't you say it now?" Zhang Ziyu sighed, "I owe it to me and I don't feel sure." ”

"Hey, hey!" Ling Shijian smiled evilly and shook his head decisively, "No, I just want you to be unsteady!" That way you'll always remember. ”

“……”

Zhang Ziyu looked at the sky.

"Meow~"

At this moment, a small cat meow suddenly sounded on the side.

He paused for a moment and looked at the bushes by the river.

Then I saw the bushes shake whole, and then a raccoon cat jumped out of it.

It was during this time that Ling Shijian fed the female cat.

But in her mouth, she had a little milk cat more than a month old in her mouth.

The female cat took the little milk cat in her mouth and walked straight towards Ling Shi Jian, she walked to the foot of Ling Shi Jian, and then put the kitten on Ling Shi Jian's shoes.

The little milk cat is black, but also white, black on the top and white on the bottom, with a delicate face, and is a very beautiful cat.

After the female cat put down the kitten, she raised her head, and her black button-like eyes stared at the Lingshi Sword very humanely.

That baba look is always understandable.

"She's this?" But Ling Shijian felt overwhelmed and turned around to ask Zhang Ziyu.

"Felines have this habit of taking care of each other......'s children," Zhang Ziyu said, "and she probably wants you to help her take care of the children." ”

"Huh?"

Ling Shijian was finally confirmed, and her heart suddenly melted, she squatted down and carefully picked up the little milk cat.

"It's also possible ......," Zhang Ziyu added, "she just wants to trade kittens for jerky." ”

Ling Shijian glared at him: "If you can't speak, you can't say it!" ”