Wear cannon fodder as a villain to develop a plan

chapter21

There is a day off during the week at Yingxian Pavilion, on which everyone can go down the mountain, or choose to go to the library in the hall to watch the texts inside or practice martial arts. Ling Xia decided to go to see Yu Zhijie and Song Xiaohu in the morning, and to look for the Xueyan when he came back in the afternoon.

Ling Xia went early in the morning, and on the way, he met many high-ranking disciples riding demonic beasts with great might, and he couldn't help but be envious in his heart, and decided that he would definitely find a cute pet of his own in the future.

Soon arrived at the Dead Wood Mountain, where Ling Xia's low-ranking disciples were treated quite coldly, and he didn't care much, politely inquiring about the residence of the Imperial Absolute Family, but the result was that the Imperial Absolute was not there.

A male disciple glanced at the dark blue shirt on his body and said with some indifference, "The eighteenth and nineteenth disciples should be practicing martial arts, and it is common for them not to come back for a few days, so you still don't have to wait."

Yu Zhijie was Feng Shuming's eighteenth disciple, while Song Xiaohu was ranked nineteenth.

Ling Xia was a little disappointed, but the martial arts training ground of Deadwood Mountain was not a place that these low-level disciples could step into. He thought for a moment, asked the disciple to borrow a pen and paper, drew a smiley face, and twisted and twisted on it, "The next time I come to see you, I must also take good care of my body when practicing."

He just stuffed the note into the crack of the door, but Song Xiaohu came back drenched in sweat, and when he saw him from a distance, he laughed out of a pair of dimples and shouted in a full breath: "Big Brother Ling!

Song Xiaohu excitedly used his hand to compare his recent situation, such as what he had learned, etc., and then dragged Ling Xia to find Yu Zhijie. Ling Xia was pulled forward involuntarily by him, and he was surprised that his strength had actually increased so much after not seeing Song Xiaohu in a few days!

Soon after arriving at the martial arts training ground, Ling Xia stopped Song Xiaohu and carefully looked at the imperial perfection in the field who was concentrating on practicing the sword technique. Their age is most suitable for practicing physical and sword techniques, and other practices such as energy elements and spiritual forces are better practiced after these practices.

Song Xiaohu whispered with some concern, "A few days ago, Ah Zhi left within the time set by Master for cultivation, and he didn't say where he went. Master punished him to learn a set of sword skills in seven days, and I heard Master Brother say that he had practiced for three months before he mastered it.

Ling Xia was stunned, is this because of himself? He carefully looked at the Imperial Perfection in the field, the child's stubborn lips were tightly squeezed, his eyes were focused, but in his hand was a Lingmu Sword. He stopped when he practiced a set of sword techniques in the same posture, several times in a row, obviously encountering difficulties in this move.

The sword carried by their cultivators must have obtained the spirit stone by their own hands, and after the alchemist had quickly practiced, he could add his own essence blood and inject spiritual power to make the sword recognize the Lord. Prior to this, cultivators had used the Lingmu Sword instead.

Miyuki slowly closed his eyes and passed the sword stroke through his heart. He kept this set of sword techniques in mind every move and style, but after practicing countless times, he couldn't connect them anyway, and his heart couldn't help but be bored, before Feng Shuming only showed it once...

How should these two seemingly unconnected moves be connected?

Yu Zhijie recalled Feng Shuming's actions, and his heart moved, and he poured the unconnected move into the water system energy. The tip of the sword trembled, and the extremely tough sword body bent a perfect circle incrediblely, and he smoothly turned over, naturally splitting the solid stone in front of him in half, and then a beautiful spinning body smoothly retracted the sword back into sheath.