In the face of everyone's sudden gaze, Kong instead smiled bitterly: "Everyone, although the little monk is a monk, but the little monk is not a little * skill, the little monk's internal force is shallow and not to the yang to the strong, I am afraid that there is nothing to be done, let you down." ”

Although everyone was disappointed, they still did not give up.

Qi Ying'er saw Lian Xiangyu guarding Meng Po's side, and saw Meng Po's painful appearance, she was sure in her heart, and suddenly thought of the internal strength heart method she had practiced-Phoenix Heart Method.

Qi Ying'er first entered the rivers and lakes, and it was a coincidence that she got this mental method, and she didn't know what the attributes of her internal strength were, but she thought in her heart: "On weekdays, as soon as I exercise my internal strength, my whole body is like burning, and when I play against opponents, I practice this Xuantie Sword and it also becomes red, although I don't know if this is the most yang and strong, but it must not be an ordinary internal force." ”

Qi Ying'er didn't know where his internal force belonged in his heart, but he didn't open his mouth to ask, because he still had concerns in his heart. This internal strength method was obtained from that wooden sword, and at the same time, he also learned the sword technique from that wooden sword, and his master Mu Wuya passed it on to himself, so it seems that it is by no means an ordinary product.

In addition, as soon as he stepped into this river and lake, he encountered one danger after another - he met Wu Jungang in the snow forest, and Luo Wusheng and Mocheng in Jingyun Villa...... Everything seemed to be related to the wooden sword.

Therefore, he didn't know whether to ask everyone for advice and doubts, but he still trusted someone very much.

Ling Quanfei looked at him, he seemed to see through Qi Ying'er's thoughts at a glance, and he nodded at Qi Ying'er Qi Ying'er understood what he meant, so the two of them went out of the room in order to avoid everyone.

Qi Ying'er asked the doubts in her heart very directly: "Is my internal force just right?"

Ling Quanfei sighed and said, "I was thinking of this just now, but your internal force doesn't seem to be like the Zhiyang Zhigang internal force...... If you trust me......"

Qi Ying'er hurriedly said: "I trust you! ”

Ling Quanfei was surprised at first, and said in his heart: "When did he trust me so much?" and then smiled and said, "Okay." ”

Qi Ying'er breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The wooden sword was given to me by my master Mu Wuya before parting, I was only more than five years old at that time, and that day I had a conflict with a child in the village, and he actually broke the wooden sword. I was so angry and anxious that I didn't go straight home, but secretly went to the back mountain of the village with my broken wooden sword, where I spent my ...... on weekdays."

Qi Ying'er briefly described the adventures he learned in the wooden sword back then, and then told the old monk who had no precepts to him at that time. Ling Quanfei was so distracted that when Qi Ying'er finished speaking, he was still reminiscing for a long time.

Qi Ying'er said: "That's the way it is, so I practice diligently every day, and then every time I exercise internal strength, my body will become hot, and sometimes I was injured before, and my luck will heal after that." ”

Ling Quanfei pondered carefully: "I originally thought that the wooden sword was a very important thing, but I didn't expect such an opportunity here. How many people have been coveting the exercises on your body, but how many people are unattainable, since you have the opportunity, it means that you will become a great weapon in the future. After all, Ling Quanfei actually had a kind of pride in being a father.

"But can this exercise save Meng Po?"

"Of course. The Phoenix Fire Sword is a unique study created by Zunyang Zhenren, and it also has the effect of invigorating blood and vitality after exercising internal strength, which is why you can always heal your wounds quickly after being injured. Although this internal force does not belong to the supreme masculine to rigid, it is purer than the supreme masculine and rigid internal force. ”

Qi Ying'er was overjoyed and said, "So, I can save Meng Po?"

Ling Quanfei hesitated: "However, this doesn't mean that you can save Meng Po." ”

"Why?"

"Because you have never learned the method of transmitting internal force to people, if you don't do it right, not only can you not save people, but you will also be counterattacked. Moreover...... This internal force in your own body has not yet mastered and mastered, and you cannot invoke it at will......"

Qi Ying'er was silent for a moment, he knew that Ling Quanfei was right, he could only use it when he encountered a crisis, although he meditated and practiced qi on weekdays, he could be lucky, but when it came to dealing with the enemy, he was always ill-informed. When Ling Quanfei said this, he felt that his cultivation was insufficient, and he actually felt a sense of self-pity.

Of course, Ling Quanfei saw it again: "However, since you have this kind of internal strength, there must be a way to save her, but you need to spend some effort." ”

"Okay! I'm willing to do as much work as I want. ”

Ling Quanfei suddenly felt that Qi Ying'er was no longer as indifferent as before, but more like a child of his age, a feeling of innocence in the rising sun.

Ling Quanfei smiled: "I believe in you." ”

When the evening breeze blew, the innkeeper sighed and sighed, and his face was full of sadness, because the group of people still lived after all, and he sobbed like a wronged girl: "I knew that they were all liars, and in the end they still stayed." ”

Lian Xiangyu was still guarding Meng Po's side, the candlelight on the table was flickering, and Ling Quanfei sat at the table, looking at Lian Xiangyu with peace of mind, because she had finally eaten something under his persuasion.

Lian Xiangyu said softly, "Go and close the window." ”

Ling Quanfei also said softly: "Isn't it better to ventilate?"

Lian Xiangyu thought for a while, then nodded, but after half an hour, she still got up and closed the window by herself, opening it every half an hour and closing it every half an hour.

When Ling Quanfei saw it, he smiled slightly: "Do you plan to toss like this all night?"

Lian Xiangyu didn't refute him, Ling Quanfei walked over by himself, gently closed the window, but left a little crack, and a piece of cloth came out of the cabinet in the guest room, gently covering the window.

Lian Xiangyu saw that there was an urge to can't help but throw herself into his arms, but she tried her best to restrain this impulse, because now she wanted to take care of Meng Po wholeheartedly.

Meng Po often whispered, her forehead often sweated, but her hands and feet were cold, and Lian Xiangyu had been wiping her sweat beside her and warming her hands.

At this time, Meng Po fell asleep again.

Ling Quanfei said softly, "Come and rest for a while." ”

Lian Xiangyu sat sideways on the edge of Meng Po's bed for a long time, her body was already a little sore, but she couldn't rest assured that Meng Po was sleeping peacefully, and now she saw that Meng Po was sleeping peacefully, so she quietly got up and sat next to Ling Quanfei.

She sat next to her and stretched, kneading her neck and waving her arms, but what she hoped most now was that Ling Quanfei could rub her shoulders. Of course Ling Quanfei didn't do this, this is why Lian Xiangyu hates and loves her, his concern is always not at the right time, but she can't say any prejudices, because he still cares about himself after all.

Lian Xiangyu asked softly, "Hey, do you think that little kid can really save Meng Po?"

Ling Quanfei said: "Yes." ”

"You trust him so much?"

Ling Quanfei looked at her and smiled, he poured a cup of tea, but instead of giving it to Lian Xiangyu, he drank it himself.

Seeing that she was secretly stamping her feet, Lian Xiangyu said in her heart: "I really don't know what this guy thinks! If you don't pour me tea, I won't drink it!"

Ling Quanfei gently rested the cup on the table without making a sound, Ling Quanfei said, "I trust him just as he trusts me." ”

Lian Xiangyu suddenly asked, "Then do you trust me?"

Ling Quanfei looked at her, smiled and nodded. Every time Lian Xiangyu saw him smile at herself, her heart would always beat suddenly, she really wanted to throw herself into Ling Quanfei's arms, and then take his hand and let him feel if his heart was beating fast.

Lian Xiangyu's face turned red, and she couldn't help but lower her head, thinking, "Oh my God, how can I think that! ”

After all, there are not many such times, dim candlelight, closed huts, only himself and him...... No, Meng Po Meng Po Meng Po, and Meng Po is here! She suddenly came back to her senses.

Lian Xiangyu asked, "Then why did you give him a roll of paper, and what was there an iron piece for?"

Ling Quanfei smiled and drank another cup of tea.

"Ahem......"

Qi Ying'er sat cross-legged on the bed, choking on the smoke from the scorched paper, coughing, with beads of sweat the size of beans on his face, he wanted to lie down directly for a while, but there was a sense of mission that told him that he was not allowed to do so!

Since dinner, Qi Ying'er has been staying in the house and not coming out, and everyone else lives in a room with two people, only him, one person in one room, because he has a difficult task to complete tonight.

He sat cross-legged on the bed with a candlestick in front of him, and instead of a candle, there was a thin piece of iron, three inches long and two inches wide, with a burnt piece of paper on it, and choking smoke coming out.

During the day, Ling Quanfei gave him a piece of iron, and then asked the shopkeeper for a thick stack of straw paper for writing and handed it to Qi Ying'er. Qi Ying'er asked, "What is this for?"

Ling Quanfei said with a smile: "It's useful, you and I come to the room." ”

Qi Ying'er and Ling Quanfei went to another room, and Qi Ying'er asked again, "What should I do if I want these things?"

Ling Quanfei stretched out a palm and said, "Put the piece of iron I just gave you into my hand." Qi Ying'er did so, put the thin piece of iron on his palm, and the moment Qi Ying'er put it, he suddenly felt that his hand was so strong!

"And then?"

Ling Quanfei smiled slightly, and then the iron piece on his palm moved slightly, and then slowly floated up, detached from Ling Quanfei's palm.

Qi Ying'er was dumbfounded, this was as novel and interesting to him as the trick he watched when he was a child.

Then the piece of iron spun on its own, and it also turned faster, forming a rotating air flow in Ling Quanfei's hand, and even Qi Ying'er, who was half a foot away, felt a force touching herself.

Ling Quanfei exhaled, and the piece of iron also stopped abruptly and fell into Ling Quanfei's hand. Ling Quanfei pinched the iron piece and said, "Here you go, you try." ”

Qi Ying'er was surprised: "I? Can I too?"

"Of course, as long as the internal force is injected into it, you can control this iron piece. ”

After hearing this, Qi Ying'er was eager to try, put the iron piece in herself, and learned from Ling Quanfei to add what she wanted to work the iron piece, but the iron piece did not move.

"Don't worry about the iron piece yet, you try your luck first. Ling Quanfei said.

Qi Ying'er listened to him, ignored the iron piece in his hand, began to close his eyes, silently recited the mental method in his heart, and began to be lucky. He felt that his dantian was slowly burning, and after a while, he suddenly felt the iron piece in his hand beat, so he opened his eyes, still luck, and the iron piece really moved again.

But many times it struggled and jumped like a fish that had jumped ashore, but it didn't float in the air.

Ling Quanfei said, "Do you feel it?"

"I feel it, and every time the qi in my body passes through the palm of my hand, it reacts. ”

"Well, you try to channel the qi all the way to the palm of your hand. ”

Qi Ying'er closed his eyes again as he said, and slowly guided the air flow to the palm of his hand, like a stream, this time when he opened his eyes, he was startled, the iron piece became red and hot, and it was still steaming, as if it had been thrown into the furnace. Qi Ying'er was distracted for a moment, and suddenly felt hot in her hands, threw the iron piece on the ground, and looked at her hand, and sure enough, there was a hot mark.

Ling Quanfei smiled: "How is it?

Qi Ying'er nodded and said, "There is." ”

"You and I have different internal forces, so you will unconsciously turn it hot, because the Phoenix Mind attribute in your body is the fire in the five elements, so it will become like it has been calcined. ”

"I see. ”

"You're still lucky to have it in your hand and pick it up, and you won't feel hot. ”

Qi Ying'er did so, and it was exactly what he said.

"Okay, the next thing you have to do is release the internal force through your fingers and inject it into the iron piece to make it look like it was just now. ”

"Good. ”

At the time of a pillar of incense, Ling Quanfei went to Meng Po's house and told everyone that they were going to rest here for one night tonight, and Meng Po might be saved and so on. When he returned to Qi Ying'er's house again, Qi Ying'er could already convey the internal force through any finger and use it freely.

Ling Quanfei was greatly surprised when he saw it, and he was quite amazed by the rapid growth of this young man and his thorough understanding.

Ling Quanfei said with a smile: "Okay! I didn't expect you to be able to learn to use your fingers to send out internal force in a short period of time, you can be regarded as quite talented!"

Qi Ying'er smiled proudly: "Then now can I save Meng Po?"

Ling Quanfei said: "It's still early, we haven't used these things yet." Ling Quanfei raised his index finger and pressed it on the stack of straw paper, "This, it's not that easy." ”

Qi Ying'er felt that he was about to face a challenge, and he mustered up the courage to say, "How to do it?"

Ling Quanfei tore off a piece of straw paper and said, "You have to put this straw paper on the iron sheet, and when you transport the internal force to the iron sheet, you must ensure that this paper is not scorched." ”

Qi Ying'er didn't think it was difficult, but after trying a few times, the paper burned as soon as the internal force was transmitted. Ling Quanfei said: "Now you always believe that this is difficult for me, you have one night to do it, take your time." ”

Qi Ying'er said in her heart: "One night!"

Ling Quanfei said, "I won't bother you." So he left Qi Ying'er alone in the house and went out by herself.

Now Qi Ying'er is sitting on the bed, facing this big problem, thinking hard about what to do? Every time the internal force is transported, the paper will be inadvertently scorched, and this paper seems to be too easy to be scorched!

Qi Ying'er stared at the iron piece: "Every time I transport the internal force, it will turn red, and the red paper on one side of it will burn, and if I transport a little less, the internal force will be broken halfway." It's really hard to control!"

Qi Ying'er suddenly felt a little upset, after all, if he couldn't learn and succeed, he couldn't save Meng Po, this kind of pressure forced him all the time, making him unable to calm down for a while.

He got out of bed and poured himself a cup of tea.