Chapter 398: Take the knife
After half a ring, Nie Ren Wang Fang calmed down and sighed: "What Brother Wang said is that I lost my temper!"
Wang Jing said with a smile: "It's a matter of family, and it's normal for Brother Nie to have this reaction." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
King Nie said: "I don't know where Brother Wang went after leaving Wushuang City?"
Wang Jing replied: "I first went to Dongying, and then went to Shenlong Island. ā
"Is the earthquake in Dongying a disturbance caused by Brother Wang?" asked the mud bodhisattva.
Wang Jing smiled: "Exactly, I have a dragon vein in my body, if you want to calculate my whereabouts, it is not difficult." However, based on your previous physical condition, if you calculate it a few more times, I am afraid that your life will not be guaranteed. ā
Mud Bodhisattva said: "Originally, I heard Brother Nie say that Brother Wang has great powers, but I don't believe it yet, but now I have seen it with my own eyes, and I know that it is true." Brother Wang's supernatural powers should be regarded as the first person in martial arts. ā
Wang Jing shook his head and said: "It's still far away, I was trapped on Shenlong Island and couldn't get out for three months." Even if you rely on the Xuanyuan Sword, I am not his opponent. ā
King Nie said: "But the person that Brother Wang said before?"
Wang Jing said: "Yes! I came back this time, and I also wanted to use Brother Nie's blood-drinking mad knife." ā
Nie Ren Wang said: "The power of the Xuanyuan Sword is not weaker than my Blood Drinking Crazy Knife, is there any secret hidden in the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife?"
Wang Jing said: "Yes, Brother Nie has heard of the Four Great Strange Stones?"
The mud bodhisattva interjected: "The four strange stones left by Nuwa to mend the sky? Could it be that the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife was practiced by one of them?"
Wang Jing said: "Yes, the four strange stones are Ice Spirit, White Dew, Black Cold and Divine Stone. The Blood Drinking Mania Knife was created by Bai Lu, and I need to collect all the four strange stones to synthesize the Nuwa Stone. ā
Wang Jing said as he took out the ice spirit and said lightly: "This is the ice spirit, and I also know the whereabouts of the black cold and the divine stone." ā
King Nie took the ice spirit, and saw that the ice spirit was crystal clear and dazzling, holding it in his hand, with vitality in the cold, it really lived up to its name.
King Nie said: "My life and that of Yan Ying were saved by Brother Wang, since the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife is of great use to Brother Wang, but it doesn't hurt to take it." ā
Wang Jing said: "Speaking of which, although the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife is a divine weapon, Brother Nie relies on it, and the power of the six techniques of Ao Han is doubled, but it also limits Brother Nie's comprehension of the sword technique. In this way, I will stay for a while, feed Brother Nie, and help Brother Nie understand his sword skills. Brother Nie can practice with a wooden knife first, and when Brother Nie doesn't need a wooden knife, he can defeat Xiongba. ā
King Nie said: "In this way, there will be Brother Lao!"
While Wang Jing, King Nie Ren and Mud Bodhisattva were talking, Xiao Ling'er's stomach suddenly growled.
Wang Jing smiled: "I didn't care about talking, I was hungry for Xiao Ling'er." ā
Xiao Ling'er said sweetly: "It doesn't matter, Ling'er can still bear it." ā
Wang Jing smiled: "Ling'er is the time to grow her body, you can't starve!"
The mud bodhisattva said, "I'll cook, you stay first." ā
When the mud bodhisattva entered the house, Xiao Ling'er took Wang Jing's hand and said expectantly: "Big brother, what does it feel like to fly?
Wang Jing smiled: "Of course you can!"
Wang Jing picked up Xiao Ling'er and performed the wind control technique, rising higher and higher.
Xiao Ling'er saw that she really flew up with Wang Jing, dancing with her hands, and she was very happy, and her little face was full of satisfaction.
Wang Jing said: "Brother Nie, it will be of great benefit to you if you carefully feel the difference in my body. ā
When Nie Ren Wang heard this, he carefully sensed the movement of the air around Wang Jing, and sure enough, he saw that Wang Jing's body seemed to be wrapped in a gust of wind, and the breeze flowed according to Wang Jing's movements.
Nie Ren Wang is not stupid, this is obviously what Wang Jing wants to tell him that as long as he comprehends the wind, even if he can't fly, it will be very good for his speed.
Wang Jing flew into the air with Xiao Ling'er, and slowly fell.
Nie Ren Wang observed carefully, Wang Jing seemed to have merged with Qingfeng, and when he acted, Qingfeng followed Wang Jing's mind, obviously, Wang Jing was the wind. King Nie Ren can't reach this level because of himself, but he can adjust his body shape according to this, and when he uses light power, he can do it by considering the direction of the wind. Inspired by this, Nie Renwang's light skills have been greatly improved.
Wang Jing landed with Xiao Ling'er and sharpened a wooden knife.
Wang Jing said lightly: "I have a friend who has created his own eight-style knife technique, I can demonstrate it to you, you can experience other people's knife intent from it, I hope it will be helpful to you." ā
After Wang Jing finished speaking, he practiced Song Que's eight styles of heavenly knife one by one, although it was a wooden knife, but Wang Jing's skill, Wang Jing finished demonstrating, and the surrounding trees were destroyed by Wang Jing's knife qi, and a large area was broken at the waist.
Wang Jing threw the wooden knife to King Nie Ren and motioned to King Nie Ren to practice with the wooden knife in the future.
Although the Eight Styles of Heavenly Sword are similar to the six tricks of Aohan, this is Song Que's own creation, including Song Que's own comprehension, but Nie Renwang is the inheritor of the family heirloom, the two fight, Nie Renwang should not be Song Que's opponent. What Nie Renwang has less is his comprehension of the way of the sword.
Xiao Ling'er was very envious when she saw Wang Jing and Nie Ren Wang practicing knives.
Wang Jing sharpened a wooden sword for Xiao Ling'er and taught Xiao Ling'er the most basic swordsmanship. Xiao Ling'er envied Wang Jing's ability, she studied hard, and she was not afraid of being tired.
Not long ago, the mud bodhisattva has already cooked a meal, although he lives in the mountains, but the king of Nie is so skilled, there are many prey in the mountains, and the food is good.
After everyone had dinner, Wang Jing took out a piece of rubbing, which was the inscription on the back of the stone turtle at the entrance of the Temple of the God of War.
Wang Jing smiled and said: "Mud Bodhisattva, take a look, is this the Hetu Luoshu?"
As a scholar, the mud bodhisattva has naturally heard of the Hetuluo book, and as soon as Wang Jing's voice fell, the mud bodhisattva had already snatched the tuobu.
The mud bodhisattva looked at it for a while, and saw that various symbols were drawn on the rubbing, and the signs of gossip could be vaguely seen.
The mud bodhisattva took a breath and said, "I haven't seen the Hetu Luo book either, so I'm not sure, but this pattern is extremely profound, and even if it's not, it's not much different." ā
Wang Jing smiled: "I'm a little interested in divination, if you are willing to teach me some basic knowledge, how about giving you this pattern?"
The mud bodhisattva replied without thinking: "Deal!"
After saying these two words, the mud bodhisattva had already picked up Tuobu and studied it, and it seemed that he was fascinated for a while.
King Nie Ren was stimulated, and he practiced non-stop at night.
Wang Jing taught Xiao Ling'er some ways to breathe and breathe.
When it was time to go to bed at night, Wang Jing followed the posture of fetal breathing and asked Xiao Ling'er to sleep in this way every day.
Later, Xiao Ling'er's way of sleeping was discovered by the mud bodhisattva, and the mud bodhisattva was very surprised, and Xiao Ling'er said that this was taught by Wang Jing, and the mud bodhisattva did the same. After a long time, the mud bodhisattva found that his body was getting better and better, and Xiao Ling'er was even better, and his martial arts were advancing by leaps and bounds.
Wang Jing stayed for another month, discussed physiognomy with the mud bodhisattva, and taught Nie Ren Wang and Xiao Ling'er, then took the snow drinking knife, left Leshan, and went to Baijian Villa. (To be continued.) )