Under the plain sentences, it is such a thrilling experience.

Abi hated it.

The little appearance of humming and chirping fell in Chang Ling's eyes, it was so cute!

She is actually as calm as her tone, things are over when they are over, and people can't be trapped by the past.

But looking at Abi's appearance, Chang Ling also squeezed out a few tears with considerable effort, and then embraced Abi boldly at this opportunity.

As he spoke, he talked about the promotion of Qingshan Academy.

Speaking of this, Chang Ling's mood was really low.

I don't know how Fu Ning is doing now, and I don't know what the next competition will be.

When he heard Chang Ling say that he didn't practice any swordsmanship, Ah Biwei was really taken aback.

As a disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect, and he also had a lot to do with the falling moon, how could Chang Ling not master several earth-shattering and wonderful moves?

After listening to Chang Ling's words, Ah Bi searched for his few memories of swordsmanship.

When it still has a chance to deal with people, it was still a baby!

"What are the exercises you practice? Abi asked.

"The Book of Swords. Chang Ling replied.

Ah Bi sighed softly: "I know, I'm asking you what sword scripture, we are both grasshoppers tied to a rope, and nothing will happen to me." ”

Chang Ling was a little confused for a while, and she didn't hide anything, the exercise she practiced was called the Sword Sutra.

After a long while, Abi looked at Chang Ling in shock: "You said that you are cultivating the Sword Sutra?"

Chang Ling nodded.

Ah Bi was stunned for a long time, forced himself to calm down, and looked at Chang Ling with hatred: "You can be beaten like that by others when you cultivate the Sword Sutra?

Chang Ling didn't refute it, but looked at it rather humbly.

Luoyue and Xingwei should be extremely powerful people, and the "Sword Sutra" that belongs to Xingwei is naturally quite good, as for why it will become like this in her hands, it must be her own problem!

Ah Bi calmed down for a while before she said helplessly: "Do you know what the Sword Sutra is?"

"The Sect of Ten Thousand Swords, the origin of the sword. Chang Ling replied with kindness.

Abi slapped her in the face with a fierce paw: "You know, what sword moves are you still asking?"

"As far as I know, this kind of origin exercise, there is no fixed direction of the flow of spiritual energy in the body of the person who needs to cultivate, well, you are also satisfied with this, how long is your brain!"

"It is said that the Sword Sutra is the origin of the sword, so what kind of exercises can you not use? You can learn any kind of sword moves, there is no fixed practice in the Sword Sutra, just to avoid you being limited by specific exercises, after the basic thirteen sword moves are learned, any combination can become your sword skills. ”

"I've heard of great power before, it's all about looking at the opponent's moves on the spot, and using it directly with a backhand, what restricts ordinary people is the special operation of the spiritual power in their own exercises, you don't have this kind of restriction, how did you end up in this situation. ”

"I can only say that you are stupid. Abi shook her head and jumped off her, burying the whole fox in the soft quilt and shrinking into a small ball.

Chang Ling was stunned for a long time, what Abi said was too fascinating.

Sanctioning the opponent with the opponent's moves, what kind of arbitrariness and pull the wind is.

Of course, there is a premise for this, that is, this person must be familiar with the various meridians and acupuncture points of the human body, be able to see the operation of other people's spiritual power, and have accurate control over his own spiritual power......

Chang Ling was very self-aware, she walked out of the door with the Yuan Sacrifice Sword, and practiced the thirteen most basic sword moves of the sword path little by little.

Hanging, drawing, wrapping, plucking, ringing, splitting, chopping, picking, teasing, poking, piercing, stabbing, cutting.

These basic moves can be used in conjunction with the body, stepping, turning, volleying, splitting, picking, and stabbing......

Countless thoughts sprung up from Chang Ling's mind, facing the cold moonlight, and the fierce sword qi continued to rage in this courtyard.

Ah Bi quietly got up and looked, Chang Ling from the very beginning, when he swung the sword to move, he couldn't stand on his feet and couldn't exert his strength at all, and he could soon turn around and take out the sword smoothly, and every blow would bring up the sword qi of Sen Ran.

Chang Ling's physical fitness is already excellent, and some difficult movements can be easily completed, even faintly to the point of 'dare to think and dare to do'.

After a night of hearty practice, Chang Ling also gained a lot.

The next time you fight, you won't simply rush up and stab.

Early in the morning, Gu Siyu pushed the door out and saw Chang Ling standing in the morning light dancing with a sword.

The young man's body is slender and slender, but every movement has an amazing explosive power and beauty.

Gu Siyu felt a chill in his heart, fortunately, Chang Ling only punched him yesterday, but he didn't cut him with a sword......

The two made an appointment to visit Fu Ning and Fu Yu's residence early in the morning, and she had already told Gu Siyu last time.

The monks did not pay attention to the hypocrisy of the mortal world, and the two of them rushed to Fu Yu's residence empty-handed.

Gu Siyu lightly clicked the door knocker.

As the protector of the Dharma, Fu Yu has a courtyard several times larger than Chang Ling, and the decoration is also quite gorgeous.

The waiter respectfully welcomed the two in, and after being polite with Fu Yu, he finally walked into the room and saw Fu Ning.

Fu Ning was wrapped in a thick quilt, her eyes were closed, her palm-sized face was pale, she had always paid attention to her appearance, and even her lips were a little chapped at this time.

Looking at Fu Ning's appearance, Gu Siyu's heart twitched a few times for no reason.

Such a pampered little girl, I am afraid that it is the first time she has been injured so badly, she must be in pain.

"Her injuries have been treated, she just needs to recuperate, and there is no major problem. Fu Yu said softly.

"Thank you for taking care of Ning Ning these days, she has such a temperament, I didn't expect to be able to become friends with the two, and it is also her creation. ”

"I heard that your group's competition has been promoted again, and I hope to see you achieve good results, what a hero. ”

Both of them were blushed by Fu Yu's old faces, Gu Siyu could praise back just as skillfully, Chang Ling, who was not good at words, could only be silent, interpersonal communication was still too complicated for her.

After visiting Fu Ning, seeing that she was fine, Chang Ling and Gu Siyu were also relieved, and their minds had to be focused on the next competition.

Gu Siyu volunteered to play in the next round, but Chang Ling naturally refused.

Many people saw Gu Siyu's injury that day, and in the past few days, the kung fu people have stood up intact again, who can't guess that there must be some secret treasure against the sky.