It takes time for a teenager to grow up Chapter 62

"It's moving, it's moving!"

"Bang dang!"

"Alas......"

In the spacious and bright courtyard, a young man was struggling with a wooden sword, only to see the wooden sword rise staggeringly, and the sword fell without warning. Every rise and fall was accompanied by the joy and sigh of the young man. This is exactly what Yin Qing after being taught by Jiu Zhenren, practicing the method of using spirits to control things alone.

After seeing the exquisite imperial technique of Jiu Zhenren that day, Yin Qing secretly decided that he must master this skill. And the control of spiritual power is not achieved overnight, and you need to calm down and practice. Therefore, Yin Qing accepted Lingtai Zhihaizhong Hanxuan's proposal, starting with making wooden swords.

It is not difficult to make a wooden sword in ordinary times, and it can even be described as easy to describe if it can be supplemented with various tools. What Yin Qing has to do is to manipulate spiritual power alone to make a complete piece of wood into a wooden sword. In order to make the effect of cultivation go further, Yin Qing deliberately chose a kind of cloud fold wood that grew in the bitter cold land. The wood has a hard shell but a crunchy interior, and if it is weak, it is not strong enough to cut through the shell of the wood, and if it is strong, it may spread to the heart of the tree. If you want to only use spiritual power to cut open the shell without hurting the heart of the tree, in addition to being careful and not being in a hurry, it is also a great test of Yin Qing's control of spiritual power.

"Boom!"

The cloud pleated wood cracked apart due to the excessive spiritual power, and Yin Qing was not discouraged, silently put the waste wood aside, and then started again from a piece of complete wood.

"It's done!"

After more than half a month, Yin Qing finally made a slightly rudimentary wooden sword when the scrapped wood built up next to him was as high as a hill. The wooden sword is slender throughout, with fine lines engraved on the sword body, and the end of the hilt is carved with the emblem of Hongmeng Xuegong.

Holding the wooden sword and taking a closer look, as the so-called mother is not ugly, Yin Qing nodded with satisfaction.

"Tut-tut, that's it, it doesn't look as strong as that burning stick. Han Xuan in the Lingtai Zhihai poured a scoop of cold water on Yin Qing's heart, looking at the disdainful eyes, he owed as much as he owed to beat.

When Yin Qing heard this, he looked at the smooth and sleek burning stick in the corner of the wall, and then looked at the hairy wooden sword in his hand, and his originally high enthusiasm fell to the bottom.

In the following month or so, Jiu Zhenren came a few times, and saw Yin Qing practicing the method of using spirits to control things by himself, so he nodded silently and left quietly. Finally, the emperor lived up to his wishes, Yin Qing was able to skillfully drive the wooden sword to fight at this time, except for the sometimes obscure connection between the operation of spiritual power.

"What's the matter, I was invited to come today, but this method of using the spirit to control things has already been cultivated?"

"Yin Qing has not dared to slack off in his penance day and night since his senior brother passed on the Fa, and he did not dare to say that he had achieved cultivation with the method of spiritual relics, but he had also made a little progress. Therefore, today's class got an axe, and asked the senior brother for advice. ”

"Well said, well said. Then let Brother Wei see the results of your cultivation. ”

The two people in the courtyard stood opposite each other, both in black robes, as if they were mirror images.

"Whew!"

Without warning, the wooden sword on the ground jumped up, broke through the air, and stabbed straight at the door of the real person. Yin Qing, who was originally a little nervous, was a little inexplicably excited after entering the battle.

"Yes, with this strength, it is indeed a bit of effort. ”

Jiu Zhenren ignored the oncoming wooden sword as nothing, and the scrapped wood that was piled up on the side came first, and came diagonally, knocking the wooden sword controlled by Yin Qing into the air. And the wood of the imperial envoy of Jiu Zhenren was undiminished, and he crossed an arc and headed towards Yin Qing.

Yin Qing saw that his offensive was blocked, and he saw that the wood of the envoy of Jiu Zhenren was menacing, so he had to use his spiritual power to pull and recall the wooden sword for defense. Ji Zhenren was not in a hurry and smiled at Yin Qing. The rapidly coming wood suddenly exploded into two pieces in the air, one fighting towards the wooden sword that Yin Qing controlled to defend back, and the other directly taking Yin Qing.

At this moment, Yin Qing didn't want to be defeated, so he manipulated the wooden sword and gave up the grappling and went straight back to defense, bound to stop the attack of Jiu Zhenren. However, the two pieces of wood of Jiu Zhenren merged into one at this time, and slammed into the unsuspecting wooden sword.

After hearing only the sound of "pop", in front of Yin Qing, the wooden sword was knocked away again. The wooden sword that was inserted upside down into the wall still trembled, and the force of the impact was so great that it could be seen. Yin Qing used his spiritual power to pull again and again, but the spiritual power was like a stone sinking into the sea, and the wooden sword on the wall did not react at all.

Seeing that the wooden sword was out of the control of his spiritual power, Yin Qing had to bow his head and salute to show his defeat.

"The timing of the battle is changing rapidly, and what you lack can only be improved by constantly training while walking outside in the future, and it is useless to practice in the courtyard alone. ”

Jiu Zhenren stood with his hands in his hands and said his opinion to Yin Qing in front of him.

"Yin Qing was taught. ”

Yin Qing also knew that his mastery time was still shallow, and he really needed to continue to hone it.

"Now that you have mastered this method of using spiritual objects, the senior brother will not break his promise, and will give you a second-order flying sword of spiritual products as a gift. ”

With a flick of his hand in front of him, a light blue flying sword appeared in the air, and the temperature around him seemed to be a little lower. The sword body is slender and cold, as if there are blue waves circulating, glowing with a faint cold light.

"This sword is called Suihu, and it is two feet and seven inches long. Crafted from Shensha Xuaniron and Hundred Refining Spirit Crystals, the two formations contained in this sword can emerge after you are branded with the Divine Soul Imprint, and the spiritual power can be injected. ”

The Suihu Sword came to Yin Qing with the spiritual power of Jiu Zhenren, quietly waiting for its new owner.

"Since you have the power of Gengjin in your body, Gengjin gives birth to water, and it is best to use this water-attribute flying sword. In the future, you need to use spiritual power to nourish this sword every day, so that it can be like an arm and a finger, and it can bloom with power. ”

Yin Qing took the Suihu Sword, and felt a chill hit him when he was cold, making him feel a sense of calmness and clarity. After he was branded with the spiritual power mark, he only felt that this sword was as kind as a part of his body. Yin Qing slowly stroked the sword body, the sword trembled slightly, and the sword was swallowed, which seemed to fit him very well.

"Senior Brother Jiu has a heart!"

After thanking Jiu Zhenren, Yin Qing took the Suihu Sword back to his Lingtai Zhihai for recuperation, obviously very satisfied with the Suihu Sword.

"Today, you first try to familiarize yourself with the Imperial Envoy Sword. Tomorrow, come with me to meet some old acquaintances. ”

"Yes, brother. ”

Jiu Zhenren gave an order, sighed and left the hospital.

"Some people nowadays don't know when to say something and when not to say it. This Yongning Mansion, but it is not the turn of others to point fingers. ”