The class teacher leaned slackly under the tree, with a remnant leaf in his mouth playfully, and his handsome demeanor was self-evident.

He enjoyed the fresh mist rising from the forest in the early morning.

However, compared with the leisurely and complacent scholars in cloth, the teenager can be regarded as extremely anxious.

Not far from the banshi's edict, Ling Qianshan was struggling to fiddle with firewood, preparing today's breakfast, and he was sweating profusely.

The comparison between the two situations is like heaven and earth, turbidity and clearness.

Especially, for some reason, the class teacher edict deliberately asked for breakfast to make five or six people, and Ling Qianshan was very embarrassed for this.

- If it weren't for the Ban Shi Zhao who really showed his hand and suppressed Ling Qianshan, I'm afraid the young master would have rebelled a long time ago.

Just now, the tree that the class teacher leaned on. It was originally an ordinary dead tree, the class teacher Zhao just leaned lightly on the past, a few blinks of an eye, it became lush in the stunned eyes of Ling Qianshan, the branches gave birth to new shoots, and the old trees could also bloom, as if someone had raised the pen to sketch and smear, wantonly tampering with the vigorous vitality of the world.

It is definitely not an illusion, this is exactly the immortal method that is rarely recorded in books.

So, Ling Qianshan silently packed up his breakfast.

Senior sister Tang Yuan didn't know where to go to practice. In her words, if you don't poison something every day, you always feel that your technology has regressed.

The white wolf hunted a few rabbits as ingredients, and handed them over to Lingqianshan to peel and debon, and then barbecued with spices produced in Lingfu. Anyway, if you are filial to your master first, as long as the class master is safe after eating, it means that there is no mess under Tang Yuan.

The scholar picked up the roasted rabbit leg and removed the charred part to reveal the white meat inside. After taking a bite, the class teacher shook his head, as if he was very satisfied with the taste of the food, and finally he said leisurely:

"When you duel with Tang Yuan, do you know what the earth-shattering sword you stabbed out is?"

Ling Qianshan shook his head.

He didn't even know why he used this sword.

"It's called Ten Thousand Laws, and it's the last form in the Ling family's sword pedigree,"

"There are a total of thirteen styles of the Ling family's swordsmanship, I don't remember such a move. Ling Qianshan said in confusion.

"Really, then you can go through the swordsmanship you know. ”

Ban Shizhao casually took out a long sword from behind the tree and threw it to Ling Qianshan.

Ling Qianshan picked up the long sword, only to feel that the cold light was pressing, and he couldn't hold it for a moment, and he had the illusion that he couldn't control it. He looked down closely—

This sword is slightly longer than the Lingjia secondary sword, the scabbard is simple, but the sword body is golden and bright, shining in the sun. Both sides of it are covered with diamond-shaped patterns, and the sword grid is inlaid with jade orbs, which is solemn and awe-inspiring. When Ling Qianshan saw the inscription on the long sword, his hand couldn't help but shake:

Expertise is the result of long and hard practice.

It is a hundred refining into steel of "God blesses the Ling clan, and it is refined into steel".

It is rumored that in the past, the ancestors of the Ling family asked Pingyangtang Ou Shi to cast weapons, and Ou Shi used three years to build a pair of long swords, and originally planned to engrave "Tianyou Ling Shi" on the main sword according to the word order, but the ancestors overrode public opinion, and used "100 refining into steel" as the inscription of the main sword, in order to show the gentleman's unremitting self-improvement.

"It's ...... Ling Family Sword?" Ling Qianshan asked in disbelief.

"Now it's yours. Compared with Ling Qianshan's excitement, the class master edict was unusually calm, as if he handed over not the eighth-ranked divine weapon in the weapon spectrum, but a long sword that can be seen everywhere, he said lightly: "Let me see your ability." ”

Why is it in your hands? Did you say exactly that your father was dead, did it have anything to do with the whereabouts of the sword? And so on and so forth, and so on.

But looking at the scholar's posture, the class teacher did not intend to explain anything.

In other words, the edict of the class teacher is not clear.

The young man took a deep breath, he dissipated his distracting thoughts, pinched his sword technique, and his waist sank.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of the sword, Ling Qianshan concentrated on slowly casting a complete set of Ling family swordsmanship. The flowing water is natural, the dust is as good as you wish, and for a while, the forest is full of sword shadows.

No different than usual.

Or rather...... It should have been the same as usual.

"Huh?!"

Ling Qianshan was suddenly shocked and shocked, his sword move was almost interrupted, and the class master reminded him in a timely manner: "Calm down, don't stop no matter what happens." ”

As you wish.

Ling Qianshan said silently in his heart. But when he used his sword moves, he did feel something strange, something completely different, and he couldn't go back.

Strange impulses are gradually dominating the body and mind.

When Ling Qianshan performed the sword technique to the thirteenth style, the impulse reached its peak. It is like a long river flowing down from a high mountain, but the only waterway is resisted by stubborn rocks. The water continued to accumulate and began to hit the stones, and it was thirsty for catharsis, longing for the most exhilarating pleasure after forbearance!

This strong desire drove Ling Qianshan to move abruptly. The sword shadow of Manlin turned into a silver snake in an instant, and slashed towards the class teacher's edict.

In the face of the sudden slash, Ban Shi Zhao did not dodge, he only tilted his head slightly, and naturally avoided the track of the long sword.

"Looks like you've come to your senses. He chuckled.

"How, how is that possible?"

Ling Qianshan maintained the posture of the sword, and stared at the end of the sword in astonishment.

The trunk of the big tree behind the Banshi edict was actually cut into two sections, and the upper body with branches and leaves collapsed, revealing an overly smooth cutting surface.

"This is the fourteenth form, and there are no laws. ”

"I did it?" Ling Qianshan couldn't help but open his mouth wide, joy and surprise coexisted, and then the former overwhelmed the latter, and the young man's heart burst into ecstasy, "I succeeded! haha......"

It's a pity that before he could taste enough of it, Ling Qianshan's knees suddenly weakened, and he suddenly fell to his knees.

"Huh?"

"According to Ling Qianshan's prediction, Wanfa has no power of this move, and the effect should be ten times greater than the effect you use, even if you can split mountains and rivers, it is unknown - however, if you really use this, you will be consumed into a skeleton in a snap of your fingers, after all, you don't have the support of innate vitality. The class teacher took in the young man's gaffe, and he said as a matter of course.

"You said you expected it...... Even if it was a father, he just expected such a trick......"

Ling Qianshan threw away his sword and fell to the ground on his back, gasping for breath while asking, "Why can I use it?"

"It's stupid. ”

In Ling Qianshan's field of vision, the figure of the class teacher Zhao appeared, and the scholar stuffed the previously roasted rabbit meat into Ling Qianshan's mouth. It just so happened that Ling Qianshan felt that he was like a Rakshasa hungry ghost in hell at this time, so hungry that he could swallow a whole cow. He chewed it heavily, and then listened to the teacher's edict:

"Who said that you have to invoke the Innate Yuan Qi to make this sword?"

“...... What do you mean?"

The class teacher said meaningfully: "Only those who need it can feel its existence." From ancient times to the present, the martial artists who have practiced the sword spectrum of the Ling family, they really don't need this fourteenth style, don't you think it's interesting?"

Ling Qianshan was speechless.

It is true that one hand can defeat the enemy, and of course two hands are not needed. If you can be invincible in the world by practicing the first thirteen styles, where do you need to draw snakes?!

It is impossible for the ancestors who wrote the swordsmanship of the Ling family to think that thousands of years later, there would be a kid who had no energy to talk about and obtained the sword spectrum.

"Of course, the conditions for casting this sword are also very harsh. He must read through the books, reach the state of being carried away, and not be burdened by the small moves, so that it is possible to find out the fourteenth sword style of ten thousand laws into one and ten thousand laws into emptiness through the foundation of the thirteen styles. Congratulations, in the Thousand White Years, only you successfully seized the opportunity and comprehended this killer move on your own. ”

Ling Qianshan ate and wiped the rabbit meat stuffed by the class teacher's edict, but he felt that he had not eaten anything, and only now did he realize that the class teacher's edict required to cook five or six people's meals, who was it prepared for. He grabbed more fragrant and hot rabbit meat and munched on it, and at the same time—

In the past, the scene of reading cheats hard in the secret room with his head hanging from the beam and the cone piercing;

The scene where he was accompanied by a white wolf and practiced swordsmanship day and night in the forest;

Scenes emerge in front of Ling Qianshan's eyes.

It turns out that it is not a legend, the way of heaven is really rewarded.

"But that's not enough. As if he had caught a glimpse of Ling Qianshan's passionate inner activities, the class master Zhao poured a basin of cold water in time, "This move is indeed very powerful, if it is played well, in a critical situation, it may be able to severely damage the Lu Cun-level martial artist." But you can't count on winning with this sword every time. ”

"Why not?"

"First of all, there are no enemies, and they will wait patiently for you to finish practicing the Thirteen Forms. Secondly, you have to be clear that whether it was the guard or Tang Yuan before, it was a special situation, and there are not so many special circumstances in this world. Finally, I ask you, what if the enemy has backup? How should you deal with you who have become a soft-footed shrimp to be slaughtered by others after one move?"

"Uh...... Well, you have a way around this, right. ”

Ling Qianshan, who was full, sat cross-legged on the ground. When he regained his strength, his mind began to be active again.

He knew all too well where he was at the moment.

Isn't it just a three-minute specialty of Dongying, as long as the energy is exhausted, it will become a scrapped puppet. Since the Banshi Zhao mentioned these problems, he must have a solution.

"Of course it can be solved. The class teacher gave a positive answer. Immediately afterward, the scholar changed his words and said with a bit of humor: "However, you need time to practice. ”

"For how long?"

"It depends on what you want to achieve. ”

"You can use this sword casually, and there are no after-effects...... How long will it take?" Ling Qianshan asked hesitantly.

The class teacher replied confidently: "Eighty years is enough." ”

Ling Qianshan thought about his gray-haired appearance, and quickly shook his head: "I haven't had it for so long. ”

"Even if you had that determination, I wouldn't have time to wait for you. Don't forget, with your current situation, it won't be easy to meet with the Emperor. ”

The class teacher squatted down and came to Ling Qianshan.

"I can only give you three days to practice. After that, I have a task for you to complete. Whether you can meet the emperor or not depends on how hard you can go. ”

"What can I learn in three days?" asked Ling Qianshan.

"Learn what you lack the most, one thing that is necessary for people in the rivers and lakes when walking the rivers and lakes. The class teacher said with a smile.

Maybe it's just an illusion.

In the fleeting change of expression, Ling Qianshan actually found a trace of fanaticism in the smile of the class teacher.

"Isn't it interesting? Boy, continue to insist that you defeat the strong with the weak! What you have to do is very simple, observe Tang Yuan's every move, and then go and sneak attack her. This is your practice!"

"If you can do it, I'll give you the opportunity to meet the emperor!"