Wei Guiqi took Zhu Rong'er to the front of the Ice Cave, looked at the big snowball at the entrance of the cave, and thought about whether to say hello to Ling Zhongqing, thinking that this old man might be able to suck himself again later, so it was better to wake up.

Before Wei Gui stepped forward, Xueqiu took the lead in speaking, "Don't make the old man sleep, you have to go in, don't go in!"

'Rely on' Wei Guiqi scolded in his heart, he is now a low seniority, and it is really wrong not to speak, 'When can I change my body back?'

On the side, Zhu Rong'er was stunned the moment Ling Zhongqing spoke, she was a little afraid of being discovered by others, but she didn't expect that in this icy and snowy night, even a snowball could speak.

"Ye Yanming~ What is this?"

"Your Lingzhong Sige Elder~"

"Four! Old?"

Zhu Rong'er was so frightened that she was speechless, and she was afraid of being seen, so she bumped into the most senior elder.

'It's over~ I'm going to be expelled from the mountain, Daddy! I'm sorry for your cultivation grace and let me down~'

Wei Guiqi walked towards the Ice Spirit Cave, and suddenly felt that there was no rustling footsteps behind him, and when he looked back, he saw Zhu Rong'er stunned in place, as if he was listening to Ling Zhong's fall.

"I said, can you hurry up?

"Huh, isn't it..."Zhu Rong'er pointed to the big snowball in front of her, but she felt too offended, so she immediately put down her hand and tiptoed towards Wei Guiqi, "Elder Ge~ Don't die? Do you still go into the cave? Sige Elder seems to be giving us a chance, let's go back quickly!"

"Then you go back~" Wei Guiqi shook his head helplessly and walked towards the Ice Spirit Cave, and Zhu Rong'er didn't go east, nor did she go west, seeing that Ling Zhongqian didn't react, his heart followed Wei Guiqi and broke into the cave.

"Ling Muyin!

As soon as Wei Guiqi entered the entrance of the cave, he began to shout the name of the Pavilion Master of the Lingyun Sword Pavilion, the reason was that he brought Zhu Rong'er here today, and he didn't want the Pavilion Master to lie on the bed like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered, so he had to remind him loudly, but this also frightened Zhu Rong'er.

"Who is this Ye Chengming?" Entering the Ice Cave, the pavilion elder didn't stop him, and the pavilion master dared to roar, why did I follow me without knowing whether I was alive or dead?' The less I know, the more courageous I become, Zhu Rong'er can't accept the current situation for a while, the so-called tiger riding is difficult to do, but that's it, and now she doesn't dare to talk to Wei Gui casually anymore.

"Ling Muyin !!"

"Hey, hey~ I'm here!"

There was a hearty response from the Ice Spirit Cave, in Zhu Rong'er's imagination, the pavilion master who had never shown up should be an old man with a clean heart, but at present, it sounded like a woman's voice.

'Hey, it's a man, why does it sound like a girl?'

Ling Muyin's appearance appeared in the field of vision of the two, Zhu Rong'er didn't dare to look up, but curiosity drove her to look up occasionally, the first time she saw Ling Muyin, the pavilion master was a subversion of her cognition, although she had heard some rumors from the disciples who took care of the pavilion master, but everyone had not seen it easily, and there was no impression, and now it was a real living person standing in front of her.

Ling Mu was taking care of his clothes at this moment, as if he was deliberately dressing up, and his fat figure was changed into a loose military uniform, still obese, haha.

"Huh, why are you still bringing people with you today?"

Faced with Ling Muyin's inquiry, Zhu Rong'er immediately replied grovelly, "Return... Back to the Pavilion Lord, I... I'm a disciple of the Outer Pavilion of the Embroidery Pavilion, Zhu Rong'er, I didn't mean to..."

"Forget it, multiple people are not bored, Ye Yanming, how do we start practicing?"

Unexpectedly, the dignified master didn't care about his superfluity at all, Zhu Rong'er was shocked, "Is it because it's not eye-catching!"

Wei Guiqi came to the ice bed and sat down, Zhu Rong'er no longer had that lofty posture, but like a maidservant, what did Wei Guiqi do, what did she do, obediently stood beside Wei Guiqi.

"Ling Muyin, you first use all the nine styles from the Nine Heavens Sword, I'll take a rough look~"

Facing Wei Gui's words, Ling Muyin immediately nodded and did so, and Zhu Rong'er sighed with a sour face, "What is this Ye Chengming?"

Ling Muyin stood in the center of the Ice Spirit Cave Hall with a wooden sword in his hand, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"The first type is the Yudan Immeasurable Heaven Style, I have the Divine Sword Long Moon against the sky, and I have no Divine Sword and the sea of clouds is soaring. ”

With a standard momentum, Ling Mu turned over his sword, and his fat posture showed a fluttering posture, showing the ultimate charm with one move and one style.

Zhu Rong'er on the side swallowed her saliva, her chest rose one after another, and even her breathing became deep, 'I can't imagine that I have been doing nothing in Lingyun Sword Pavilion for three years, and suddenly I can watch the pavilion master show his swordsmanship so closely, and it is also the rumored Nine Heavens Sword, although it is only a sword move, it can be regarded as seeing the world!'

"Finish the day~" Ling Muyin confidently put away his sword, and a confident smile appeared on his face.

Wei Guiqi nodded his head approvingly, "With twenty years... No! No! Very good, move on to the next one!"

Compared with Ling Muyin twenty years ago, this first style is indeed played well, but when Ling Muyin finished playing the first three styles, starting from the fourth style, Ling Muyin's swordsmanship began to show drawbacks.

"It's amazing~" Listening to Zhu Rong'er's admiration, Wei Guiqi couldn't sit still.

"Stop, stop, the fourth type of Silent Doushu Heavenly Style, I remember that it should be a pure telepathic sword with the sword body out of your hand, why do you touch the hilt of the sword from time to time with your palm in your hand?"

Wei Guiyin stopped Ling Muyin's drill with a loud voice, and in the face of Wei Guiyin's questioning, Ling Muyin frowned and couldn't speak.

"Master... Master had also raised this question before, but then I became coquettish... Even if this trick is over, I won't have time to go back and practice the previous one, so that's it~"

"No, you practiced the fourth form like this, how did you practice it later... How many levels are you going to do?"

"Eight~"

"How did you get to the eighth layer?"

"That's how I practice~" Ling Muyin spoke, pulling his fingers, the wooden sword in his hand flew around the Ice Palace, and then fell lightly into his hand.

"So handsome~" Zhu Rong'er couldn't help but blurt out the admiration in her heart, and Ling Muyin felt beautiful in her heart.

"Hehe, little girl, you are the first to praise me~"

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Zhu Rong'er immediately realized that she had lost her words, and bowed her head and didn't dare to make a sound.

Wei Gui slapped his thigh and got up and walked to Ling Muyin, "Give me the sword, go over there and take a good look, since I promised the old pavilion master of Ling Long, I won't let you go anymore, of course, you can't stand my fingers and let me leave, then I will naturally get out and be relaxed!"

After Ling Muyin heard the news of Ling Long's death, she had secretly decided in her heart to take advantage of the opportunity given to him by her father, so she would no longer deal with Wei Guiqi's words recklessly.

"I won't be tantrum, you teach it, but I'm curious about how you can quickly learn the Nine Heavens Sword when you look at only twenty?"

"Because I am a peerless genius like no other, otherwise Ling Long would not have found me!" Wei Guiqi made up a random reason to prevaricate, he couldn't have said that he had already laid the foundation twenty years ago.

"Look at it!"

Wei Gui's sword intent was together, and the turbulent wind around him began to respond, and the wooden sword seemed to be given life to infinitely chase Wei Guiqi's palm, just for a moment, the wooden sword sword god has been wrapped in the blue and white wind breath, and the wooden sword has not touched his hand for a moment.

"Ling Muyin, your problem is that you are not confident enough, and you are too dependent on Ling Long, my internal force is only a drop in the bucket compared to the internal force in your body, but I can rely on my mental method to not touch an inch, why can't you?"

Ling Muyin frowned and explained, "If the internal force is too strong, the sword body will be alienated, the internal force will converge, and the wooden sword will get out of the hand again, so I..."

After hearing this, Wei Guiqi instantly understood another drawback of Ling Muyin.

"It seems that your internal force is growing too fast, so that you can't use your internal force for you in the real sense, and Ling Long is too eager for quick success~"

Wei Guiqi said, as soon as he collected the internal force, the wooden sword instantly returned to his hand, and the surrounding wind disappeared in an instant.

Wei Gui's breath was a little uncomfortable, this time he wanted Ling Muyin to see the true power of the fourth form, and he used up all his internal force for a while, and his body was a little overdrawn.

Ling Muyin's current situation was obvious, and it was also the first time Wei Guiqi had encountered it, and he was not sure for a while whether he wanted to use a technique that he had been exposed to before to change Ling Muyin's current physique.

"Ling Muyin, you now have too strong internal forces, but they are all filled in your eight veins of the Qi Sutra, which is like going mad into the devil but not going mad, it is estimated that it is related to the cultivation of the Ice Spirit Cave, if you dispel them, it can be said that it is very simple, but it is too violent, after all, this internal force is beyond the reach of many people. I once peeked, though... I haven't seen a book of internal strength secrets, which records how to compress the chaotic internal force into the dantian, so as to cultivate the power of the dantian, but this exercise needs to be practiced with extreme caution, and it is not suitable for you. ”

"Why doesn't it work for me?"

"Because I think you're too frivolous and don't know what it means to be slow!"

"That was me before, and now I'm grown, and I'm thirty-six. ”

"It has nothing to do with age, your personality needs to be trained, otherwise you can't change it if you're a hundred years old!"

"What then?"

Ling Mu was a little discouraged, in Wei Guiqi's opinion, such a performance was too unassertive, and he was worried about the future of Lingyun Sword Pavilion.

"It's not that there is no way, if I let you guide you to practice this exercise, it can solve this problem, if I find an abnormality, I forcibly intervene in your muscles and veins, and luck can prevent your dantian from being harmed!"

"You said it earlier, quickly! how to intervene, let's practice first!"

It can be seen from Ling Muyin's deliberate change into martial arts clothes today that she is indeed interested, but her performance is too hasty, which is not a good thing for people who practice martial arts.

Wei Guiqi held his chin and thought, a little worried.

"This Ling Muyin gives me the feeling that I am in a hurry, if I teach her this exercise, I can say on the side, if I am not sideways, she is in a hurry to practice alone, I am afraid it will be a big mistake, after all, hurting the dantian is a fundamental destruction for those who practice martial arts!"

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