Small-mindedness is a technique, which is different from swordsmanship.

There are no moves, mainly a Qi Yuan's practice route, and then it is to rely on one's own understanding.

The route of the exercise is very easy to remember, Yongan put down the shelf, and told Jiang Wujian about his feelings and details of the year.

No water, it's all dry.

Before you know it, it's past noon.

Several maidservants quietly served a meal full of color and flavor, as well as a plate full of osmanthus cakes.

……

Yong'an sat at the stone table, eating slowly.

The heavy chest rested on the table, seemingly indifferent, but his eyes drifted to the people in the courtyard from time to time.

At this time, Jiang Wujian stood motionless by the pool, as if he was petrified.

But the brain is fighting fiercely.

What do I mean?

What do I want to do? What do I most wish for?

The world is peaceful!

No, no, no, it's too second-in-class, and I'm not that great.

Marry ten wives!

emmmm, Da Li practices polygamy, as long as you have money, you can achieve it, and it is too to take this thing as an intention to cultivate......

Break the two-dimensional wall?

This seems to be a real thing!

Suppose my intention is two-dimensional, and when I fight with someone in the future, I suddenly jump out of a Tifa and punch the other party.

Or jump out of a Hinata and play a set of Baguazhang.

Shiranui Mai, Medusa, Yanagigami, Butterfly Shinobi, Fallen Hime, Hatsune ......

？！

What the hell am I thinking?!

Be quiet and don't get cranky.

The world is so wonderful, but I'm so, it's not good, it's not good......

At this moment, Yong'an's voice sounded in his ears.

"Let's eat first, don't think about quick success, it's not so easy to be careful, it took a full year for the palace to improve."

Jiang Wujian ignored Yong'an, but continued to ponder his intentions.

This thing is very top-notch, and the practice route is all there, just a vague meaning.

It's as if a whitewashed girl is waiting for you, and you're thinking about how to get in......

Before you know it, another hour has passed.

Jiang Wuxi seemed to be halfway into his settling, and the falling snowflakes were accumulating thicker and thicker on his body.

During this period, Yongan really couldn't stand it, and helped deal with it a few times, but seeing that Jiang Wujian didn't react at all, he simply ignored him.

"Your Highness, is Jiang Jieyuan okay?"

The maidservant who made the tea, Rourou, asked if Shui Ling's big eyes were looking at Jiang Wuji.

Yongan also glanced at it and said lightly: "I can't die." ”

"Does Your Highness really want to give some palace maids to Jiang Jieyuan?"

The servant girl plucked up the courage and asked again.

And how could Yongan not see the other party's thoughts?

Jiang Wuji gave birth to a good skin, both civil and military, upright, and understands the art of Qihuang.

Such a man, who is not confused when he sees it?

Yong'an: "You can go to Xiyuan in the future, and leave the matter here to Xiaoqing." ”

Handmaid: "?! ”

Xiyuan is also Yong'an, but it is rarely visited.

Therefore, eunuchs and palace maids who like to fish like to go to Xiyuan to work, but for the "self-motivated" maid in front of them, going to Xiyuan is similar to being beaten into the cold palace.

But Yongan had already spoken, and she didn't dare to disobey, so she could only salute.

But it's obvious that His Highness said it himself, alas......

……

Afternoon.

Soft golden light poured down.

Yong'an, who was sitting in the gazebo, fell asleep, and when he saw that Jiang Wujian was still facing away from him, he stretched his body lazily like a cat.

The fat-headed fish is bulging, as if it will break free from its restraints and pop out at any time.

Seeing that Jiang Wujian hadn't reacted yet, Yongan simply stood up and stretched his muscles.

With his hands propped up on the table, his slender waist pressed down hard, and there was a tight arc under his waist.

Then, he pushed it back.

In an instant, the astonishing tension outlines a seductive heart.

"Crackle, crackle."

The sound of bones colliding and rubbing sounded, and Yong'an, who had been sitting for most of the day, couldn't help but make a sound.

"Hmm~"

"Your Highness, what are you doing?"

“？！”

"Ahem, ahem!"

Although it is a normal stretching movement, it is still not appropriate to do it in front of others.

Therefore, in order to prevent Jiang Wujian from peeking, she did it right in front of Jiang Wuji.

As a result, the refreshment made her subconsciously squint her eyes, not noticing that Jiang Wuxi was looking at her.

And for Jiang Wuji.

Looking at the past from this angle, Yong'an, who stretched his muscles with his hands on the table, had an unobstructed view of the full moon, which was simply ......

"You, you...... Well, how is the cultivation? ”

Yongan quietly sorted out his dress, pretending to be "I didn't do anything, you didn't see anything", and said in a cold voice:

"The intention of cultivating the artistic conception in advance of the distraction realm, this is to go against the sky, it is normal to have no gain, with your talent, go back and cultivate diligently, maybe you can be the same as this palace, and you can achieve something in a year......

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Wujian walked directly in front of her.

Looking at the other party's burning gaze, Yong'an's breathing, which had just regained his composure, became chaotic again.

"Jiang Wuji, you, don't mess around!"

"Hongu is not the kind of ...... you think"

"Your Highness, be careful!"

“？？？”

As soon as the words fell, a blue-scaled giant claw poked out from behind Jiang Wujian and attacked directly!

“！！！”

Yong'an's eyes sank, and then a three-foot ice pick rose from the ground and slammed into the green scale giant claw!

"Bang-"

There was a muffled sound in the courtyard.

Jiang Wuji's throat was sweet, a trace of red overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his body kept retreating.

And Yong'an, who was beautiful and frowning, just stumbled a step, and his proud mind trembled with him.

"You ......"

Yongan looked at Jiang Wujian in disbelief.

"Did you come up with a cultivator?"

Although the small intention decision can allow the monk to lay the foundation for the transformation of the intention in advance, it is absolutely impossible for people to touch the threshold of the intention in just a few hours!

And......

According to the book, although the small intention decision can allow the monk to cultivate "useful" intentions in advance, this is only recorded in the book.

The actual situation is that none of the people who have cultivated small intentions for hundreds of years can launch an attack with the intention in advance.

But the blue-scaled giant claw just now was obviously a product of "intention".

Jiang Wuji, he did it?

This guy, what freak?

Between the words, Yongan also carefully sensed Jiang Wuji's cultivation.

It's still a distraction realm, and nothing has changed!

Jiang Wuji smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Back to Your Highness, I should have cultivated my intentions."

I don't believe it......

Yongan stared at his little face and put his hand on Jiang Wuji's chest: "You have another luck." ”

Suddenly being attacked in the chest, Jiang Wujian was a little unnatural, but he still made a small decision according to Yong'an's instructions.

Yong'an Xiumei frowned slightly, carefully feeling the direction of Qi Yuan in Jiang Wuji's body.

The weak and boneless little hand also slowly slid down his chest and followed Qi Yuan.

"Hmm...... Huh? Eh, eh! ”

"Your Highness!" Jiang Wujian grasped Yong'an's wrist.

"Don't go any further......"

Yong'an, who came back to his senses, found that he almost touched the villain, and his delicate body couldn't help but tremble.

But she didn't mean to, so she quickly reverted to a dignified appearance.

"You...... You would, wouldn't you? Yongan still didn't want to believe it.

Compared to Jiang Wuji's cultivation in such a short period of time, she believed that Jiang Wuji himself had already cultivated his intentions.

However, Jiang Wujian spread his hands and said, "I won't, isn't Xiaoyi just taught by His Highness?" ”

"The ...... taught by Hongu Gang"

At this moment, even Yong'an's heart couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"You...... What do you mean? What was that scaly claw just now? ”

Jiang Wuji: "Dragon." ”

Hearing this, Yong'an's pupils shrank fiercely.

Jiang Wujian continued with a bright smile.

"I don't know how to change it, but I gave it a name."

"Dragons soar all over the world!"