"Poof!"

When the ancient Han Nian just followed Li Ming's meaning and looked down on the first word on the rice paper, the stroke of the Buddha, he felt that something was flowing in his body; Feeling that something was wrong, he quickly turned his head and stopped looking at the words on it, but he still couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Not only him, but also the guests and waiters in the hall who came together with other good things couldn't help but spit blood from their mouths. Xue Hao also endured the internal force of pranayama, so as not to be so embarrassed.

"Sword intent! Is this sword intent?" Xue Hao didn't dare to look at the words on the rice paper anymore, and looked at Li Ming in shock, wanting to find the answer.

"It can only be regarded as barely! This can only be regarded as the prototype of sword intent at most. Li Ming drank the juice leisurely in his seat: "If it is a real sword intent, there will be a very clear intent, and did you feel the intent of the sword style just now? My current sword move is like a headless fly, it will only fly around." ”

"What's the matter, isn't my eldest brother a little moved and wants to cultivate the sword with me?"

Although Li Ming is easy-going, Xue Hao just feels a little uncomfortable, feeling that he is not so sincere, but makes people feel a sense of pity and being charity.

"No need!" Xue Hao's body inadvertently straightened up, and said proudly: "This is your fate, not mine! I believe that I have my way, and I have my fate!"

"Oh~" Li Ming never expected that his eldest brother would make such a decision, he couldn't teach his eldest brother the Nine Heavenly Technique of Dragon Yin Sword Roar, because Uncle Voice had already made it clear that he wouldn't even let him use it easily, so how could he let him teach it to others?

However, the old man's basic Nine Swords should be no problem! Since he can teach himself as an outsider at will, of course he can also teach his eldest brother!

But he didn't expect it: it was his hesitation, coupled with the fact that he had just succeeded in building a foundation, and he couldn't control his words and deeds well in the face of these worldly ants; Therefore, Xue Hao felt a sense of contempt.

"The strong of Wuzun does not need anyone's mercy, I can be beaten, but I must not lose the dignity of the strong. ”

In fact, Li Ming really didn't mean to despise him. After all, Xue Hao is his own eldest brother, broken bones, and tendons! How could he despise him?

It's just that Li Ming's identity is different now, and his vision has also become higher! A sword cultivator has no contempt or contempt for mortals at all. The reason is simple: can a man despise an ant?

It's not on one level at all!

"You've got a point!" Li Ming has always been in an autistic state, although now because of the success of the foundation, the use rate of brain cells has increased; In addition, he has no intention of killing the corpse insect Peng Hou, and he is no longer autistic, but this can only make him no longer have social barriers and become smarter, but it can't make him know how to read words and feelings!

Therefore, he did not untie Xue Hao's knot in time, but thought that he pointed out a clear path to his eldest brother: "I don't know much about the cultivation of your martial artists; But I can talk about the cultivation mode of our sword cultivation. ”

"A swordsman who is still in the world can use 'sword qi' and at the same time use 'sword mang' as a technique; When the sword qi is majestic enough, you can make the sword light form a piece at will to form the image you need, that is: 'sword phase'; When the 'sword phase' is dignified enough, it will produce a certain power, namely: 'sword momentum'; The place where the sword momentum has passed away is: 'Sword Intent'. ”

"The difference between it and the sword cultivator is that the secular warrior uses 'internal force'; Sword cultivators, on the other hand, use 'spiritual power'. An old-timer I know calls this kind of practice "life practice". ”

"What I'm cultivating now is the old-timer's cultivation method—sexuality

g repair, do the opposite. To make up for the lack of internal or spiritual power. ”

When Li Ming finished talking about this, Xue Hao, who had been very confused, finally had his own direction of cultivation; But he still asked curiously, "What do you mean by magic numbers?"

"All external forces are considered to be numbers. Although Li Ming seems to be very unkind, he is like the old man to himself, trying his best to solve the doubts of his eldest brother: "For example: the charms used by Taoist priests seen in our movies, the magic used by Western magicians, and the special functions used by those aliens, etc., etc. ”

"So the words you mentioned to me really have the effect of killing demons and driving away evil spirits, and saving the life of the town?" Hearing the conversation between the two Li Ming brothers, Gu Hannian couldn't help but interject and asked.

"Of course!" Li Ming said: "However, it is not endless. The spiritual power on it is also limited, and it is used less than once. ”

"Ah~" Gu Hannian heard this, hurriedly rolled up the rice paper, and shouted at the same time: "Don't look at it! Don't look at it!

"Hahaha......" Li Ming couldn't help laughing when he heard it.

"Second Young Master, what are you laughing at?" Gu Hannian asked puzzled.

"How can you see the sword spiritual power on the word?" Li Ming explained: "If this is the case, who will hang it in the room? If it is not hung in the room, how can it ward off evil spirits?"

"The reason why you are injured is because of the sword intent that I wrote, and the sword intent will not disappear; But it doesn't have the ability to attack, so I'm just going to let you follow the strokes of my handwriting. ”

"What will disappear is the spiritual power on the words, that is, the power I use when I write. They will actively attack those ghosts, but they will use them once less than once, until all the sword spirit power on the word is gone. ”

"Then how many times can this painting be topped?" asked Gu Hannian nervously.

"It depends on the situation!" Since Li Ming needs Gu Hannian's help, he can only answer questions: "If the other party is stronger than me, this painting will definitely not work once! ”

"Wow! awesome!" When Gu Hannian heard this, he rolled the rice paper more carefully and put it into the painting tube.

After a while, Li Ming wrote another piece of writing and handed it to the ancient Han Dynasty. When Gu Hannian put away this calligraphy, he thought: "Isn't it a bit of a loss to give such a good character to the elderly?"

But then he thought again: "No! If Li Ming knows about this, it will be more than worth the loss! It is better to do everything possible to do a good job of his explanation." ”

The guests in the hall came to Qin Lan one by one, and they didn't have any random friendships. After a while, Xue Hao and Xue Xin were also surrounded; In the end, even the nanny Mei Chrysanthemum was blocked. Li Ming could see that he was overwhelmed, and jumped over the crowd and floated over their heads.

Back in his room, Li Ming did not cultivate, but searched for a comedy movie on the Internet to relieve his mood. Halfway through the movie, Qin Lan came back with a car. Xue Hao did not go with him, but went back to his home in the city alone.

Although Xue Hao is just a secular martial artist, secular martial artists also have their own things to stick to.

When the door came into the room, it was not easy to disturb Li Ming when he saw Li Ming engrossed in watching a movie in his room. Xue Xin shouted that she wanted to sleep with her mother, and after the two of them cleaned up and went to sleep, Mei Juhua walked into Li Ming's room, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked, "Second Young Master, can we talk?"

"Aunt Mei, don't call me Second Young Master in the future!" As he spoke, Li Ming paused the movie, then turned his chair and said to Mei Juhua: "For so many years, you have always been unforgiving to me! This kindness, I, Li Ming, will never forget, you can call me by my name directly in the future!"

"Uh-huh!" Mei Juhua's tears of emotion swirled, and after a few words of greeting, Mei Juhua solemnly said to Li Ming: "Obviously, you can't look like this in the future!"

"What's wrong with me?" Li Ming asked inexplicably.

Mei Juhua persuaded: "You're going to go to college in a few days! There are a lot of new classmates there, waiting for you to get to know, how can you always have such an expression of rejection from people thousands of miles away?"

"I'm here to learn things, not to make friends!" Li Ming replied with some incomprehension.

"Many friends, many roads, many enemies, many walls. Mei Juhua tirelessly explained: "If you walk in society in the future, and if you have more friends, you will have more protection, isn't it better than your multiple obstacles?

"Okay! I know!" Li Ming knew that Mei Juhua was for his own good, so he verbally agreed.

"And!" Mei Juhua looked at Li Ming's computer screen, pointed at it, and said: "You have been in a mess for almost 20 years, and you don't hurry up and work hard! What's the use of watching this hip-hop movie? It's better to watch some movies that teach people how to behave in the world and are enthusiastic and inspirational!"

"Okay, okay, I know, I'll change! Li Ming hurriedly deleted the comedy movie that he hadn't finished watching yet.

"It's late! You should go to bed early! Staying up late is not good for your health!" After speaking, Mei Juhua got up, closed the door and went out.

After Mei Juhua left, Li Ming didn't feel sleepy at all, thinking that Aunt Mei was right, so he picked a passionate and inspirational movie and watched it.

For a few days, Li Ming did not cultivate, but relaxed himself as much as possible to put himself into the best state. In the past few days, Gu Hannian has been angry with the old man of Fudan University in Shanghai, and the old man saw that Li Ming was written on his Internet, and he did not hesitate to guarantee that the school would definitely accept this student.

It's just that the current Li Ming doesn't have a student status, so the ancient Han Dynasty still has to take some pains and turns, first give Li Ming a good student status, and then talk about transferring to Shanghai and Fudan.

After a few days of recuperation, Li Ming told Mei Juhua and meditated directly in his room.

Pranayama, meditation......

Things weren't as difficult as Li Ming imagined.

Li Ming, who thought that he would continue to climb the slope with great difficulty, did not expect that after he entered the meditation, he actually came directly to the door of the Qingxiao Hall on the slope.

Full of confidence, he mustered all his strength to push towards the gate of Qingxiao Palace, but he didn't expect that as soon as his hand touched the gate, before he had time to exert his strength, he felt that the world was spinning, and he once again seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss......