Ling Tiansu followed his words and pulled out the frost leaves.

"How's it going, is the frost leaf heavy?" asked Suichi.

Ling Tiansu lightly padded the frost leaf in his hand, compared to the cold winter, it was like holding a feather.

"It's not heavy, it's light. ”

"Well, your Nan clan exercises can be adapted to the light knife duel. ”

Ling Tiansu thought for a while and said, "There is a knife technique called 'Fusheng', which is in line with the light knife. ”

"Hmm, what level of martial arts?"

Ling Tiansu said: "Intermediate sword technique." ”

Su Yi sneered, full of petty theft: "Cut, only mid-level, barely able to practice." ”

Ling Tiansu smiled bitterly: "I'm only in the early stage of soul condensation now, so I have to cultivate matching martial arts according to my own strength, okay?"

Su Yi: "But that little girl's skin is clearly a high-level martial art, and you don't cultivate it in the same way." ”

Ling Tiansu said: "I only know that high-level martial art, because that set of sword duels complements the frost leaves of Rinwinter, and the attributes of that sword duel match me, so I will take a lot of detours, and the yuan power consumed by high-level martial arts is very huge, if I fight a protracted battle, I will suffer a lot." ”

Su Yi snorted and said: "It seems that you are still a little sensible, and you are not confused because you are familiar with all the martial arts of the Southern Clan, not bad." ”

It's rare, and Su Yi praised him. "Okay, then you can practice 'floating life' first, and I'll see the results first. ”

"Good. ”

The Floating Life Knife Decisive Ling Tiansu had already memorized it by heart, and it was brewing in his heart a little.

The general sword moves are in a fierce style, compared with the swordsmanship, the sword technique is wide open, with few changes and no reduction in power, but Ling Tiansu practices a light knife, and should not be cultivated according to ordinary routines.

Holding the handle of the knife with one hand, the blade pulls out a beautiful arc, and the knife posture is light, which is the 'floating' starting style.

The shadow of the knife is long and unconscious, and the place where it passes is like a frightening Hong, Ling Tiansu is waving the frost leaf, and the knife in his heart is constantly decided, only to feel that the knife style is becoming more and more smooth, and the movements are like flowing water, if others look at it, it is difficult to believe that this is the first time he has practiced 'floating life'.

There are a total of nine styles of 'floating life', and it didn't take long for Ling Tiansu to finish practicing a complete set of knife duels, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his back.

Su Yi was very dissatisfied: "I asked you to practice light knives, what are you practicing here?"

Lingtian Su Leng said: "I'm practicing a light knife?"

He felt that he was very good, and for the first time, he had completely displayed a set of mid-level sword skills, although compared to Xuan-level martial arts such as the Autumn Frost Sword Technique, the power was naturally incomparable.

"Bullshit, are you practicing a light knife? This is not even a knife practice, a set of knife techniques, but it gives you the feeling of practicing a sword style. ”

After tracing the point, Ling Tiansu suddenly realized that he wanted to practice the light knife well, but he forgot the essence of the knife, the sword is the first of the light weapons, but he drilled the tip of the horns and was affected by the sword style.

Su Yi said: "You have practiced heavy swords very well, but don't forget, what method did you use when I taught you to cultivate heavy swords?"

Ling Tiansu's heart was suddenly shocked, and the thin layer of mist in his heart seemed to be waved away by a pair of hands for a while, and disappeared.

The heavy knife he practiced was still not a fierce and domineering style, but through exquisite grasp and strength, he tempered the heavy knife with extremely soft things.

Although the winter is heavy, it is not a sword.

Although the frost leaf is light, it is not a soft sword.

Heavy knife, light knife, its meaning is just a "reverse" word

。 Do the opposite, and get the essence.

Ling Tiansu's heart suddenly cleared, and he once again held the handle of the frost leaf knife, and 'floated' to start his hand.

The shadow of the knife is still like a frightening, but there seems to be a little more in each move, and the 'frost leaf' in his hand is no longer as light as a feather, and he clearly feels the weight of the knife in his hand, magnifying this weight a hundred times.

The 'frost leaf' in his hand gradually ceased to be light, and a knife was split, but it was like a drizzle, moisturizing things silently, but each knife had a subtle and imperceptible momentum of splitting the mountain.

Su Yi shut up in satisfaction.

After practicing a set of 'floating life', Ling Tiansu was panting, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and the whole person was like being fished out of water.

"It seems that you have broken through the true meaning of the sword technique I taught, think about it slowly, and I'll go to sleep. ”

Ling Tiansu knew that the spirit body needed to recover from long-term dormancy, and it was also of great help to him to be able to jump out occasionally to give him some advice.

After a silence, Ling Tiansu practiced the knife day and night, and there was no one else here except him, only himself, and the knife in his hand.

And in his eyes, it seems that all he has left is the knife in his hand.

Hatred, remorse, the pain of losing a loved one, and the despair of being betrayed by the betrothed were all released at this moment, and the blade in his hand was faintly cold under his emotional rendering, and the blade hunted, and the crystal light above his head was refracted by countless knife shadows, forming an extremely vivid picture.

One day, if he can cultivate the cold winter to the point where he is as handy as wielding a feather, and the frost leaves dance out of the mountains and rivers, then he will truly cultivate the heavy sword and light knife to the extreme.

Ling Tiansu stayed in the secret room for half a month, and when he exited the secret room, the whole person lost a lot of weight, his eyes were sunken, and the robe that originally fit was loosely put on his body.

"Silly boy, even if you are struggling with cultivation, you can't skip eating. ”

Shen Rou took a bowl of fish fillet porridge, put it in front of Ling Tiansu, and said softly: "Come, drink a bowl of porridge to pad your stomach first, you can't eat some greasy food as soon as you are hungry, Chef Wang has been with me for many years, and his cooking skills are very good." ”

Ling Tiansu took the fish fillet porridge and drank it gently, "Tiansu has always had something unclear, and I ask my aunt to teach me." ”

Shen Rou actually felt a little flattered, this was the first time that Ling Tiansu took the initiative to talk to her as soon as she came to the mansion. "Tiansu doesn't hurt to ask, if my aunt knows, I will solve your doubts. "Although the title is a little rusty, my aunt is my aunt.

Ling Tiansu said: "I have never understood that Ye Liqing is your own daughter, why you have always had an alienated attitude towards her. Please forgive me, this alienation is still a euphemism, and I can even faintly feel your feelings for her, which is disgust. I don't know if it's my delusion, but auntie, you're treating me... Instead, it's more gracious, shouldn't you treat me like a femme fatale?"

If it weren't for the fact that Ye Liqing and Shen Rou had seven points of similarity, Ling Tiansu would really have doubted whether Ye Liqing was her biological daughter.

Hearing this, Shen Rou's face suddenly turned pale, and there was a trace of complicated pain in her beautiful eyes. She said: "Tiansu, you don't know, how can there be parents in the world who don't love themselves, but as the saying goes, the greater the expectation of everything, the greater the disappointment, right?"

Ling Tiansu was puzzled: "Did Ye Liqing do anything to disappoint you?"

Shen Rou slowly closed her eyes and recalled: "That year, Wuxiu died, I married into the palace as a surviving person, and I was pregnant with Liujia, how many times did my father and family scold me in private.

Mother, how many nights she cried silently for me. I thought that the child in my womb was the only child of Wuxiu, and this unborn child was my only hope, and it was also the only hope of the Ye family, even if I received the fingers of Qianfu, it was worth it. It's just..."

Speaking of this, Shen Rou's closed eyes oozed tears, and she said in a trembling voice: "It's just that the child in my belly is not angry, it is a girl, at that moment, all my hopes are shattered, Tiansu, you can laugh at me for being worldly, but as a woman in the palace, in the state of no husband, the heir is everything, I thought at the time, if I can leave a bloodline for Wuxiu, even if I exchange my life, I am willing!"

Ling Tiansu was speechless, he had thought of countless reasons, but he never thought that it would be so.

As Shen Rou said, the reason here seems so worldly, vulgar, ridiculous, and naïve.

Shen Rou seemed to be about to confide in the words in her heart that she had been holding back for fourteen years, and continued: "Since then, when I see that child, I can't suppress the disgust in my heart, disgusted with her incompetence, disgusted that she came at the wrong time, disgusted with everything she does. ”

Speaking of this, Shen Rou suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were terrifying: "Fortunately, later, Tiansu, you appeared." At that time, your mother carried you into the palace and explained your life experience, and I knew that you were the child worthy of my life's protection, and you were the child without cultivation. ”

Ling Tiansu was a little angry and said: "But so what! She is your child after all, she was just a baby who couldn't choose her own destiny at that time, just because she was in a royal family, she was born alienated and disgusted by her own mother, which is too unfair to her! Just because she is a girl, she is not worthy of being your daughter, not worthy of being a father and daughter? Don't be funny, this is just your wishful thinking, if you don't want to be her mother, that's your business." I only know that she, Ye Liqing, is my sister, my father, Ye Wuxiu's daughter!"

"And I, I don't need your protection, a mother who doesn't even want to admit her own children, what qualifications do you have to be someone else's mother!"

Although the woman in front of her was gentle and moving, the paranoid place was outrageous.

Ling Tiansu's heart was full of anger, and she felt pity for her sister Ye Liqing, I really don't know how she has lived under the eyes of such a mother for fourteen years.

No wonder even laughing is so simple that it is extremely clumsy.

No wonder she became a killer at such a young age and could only live in a dark world forever.

Ling Tiansu suddenly understood, since this is the case, since he has become her relative, then this is the responsibility of being an elder brother.

In the future, it will be up to him to protect her.

Just like the clouds guarding the clouds.

Shen Rou looked at Ling Tiansu in a daze, as if she knew him for the first time, and then she suddenly came over, what did she say, and suddenly said at a loss: "No... It's not like that, Tiansu, I'm just...", and if you say anything, you can only look ridiculous like a clown.

Ling Tiansu had no appetite, put down the bowl and spoon and left, although he did not dislike Shen Rou, but he was completely insensitive.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he found Ye Shenfu with a gloomy and terrible face standing next to the door, and a thin old palm leaned out like lightning and rested firmly on Ling Tiansu's shoulder. In a low tone: "Follow me." ”

Ling Tiansu was about to break free of this palm, but found that the body's Yuan Force was extremely stagnant, and this hand was as steady as Mount Tai, and for a while, he couldn't break free.

At the peak realm of Anlu, Ling Tiansu's eyes condensed slightly, his grandfather, who usually looked old and entered his old age, turned out to be a peak powerhouse of Anlu!

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