Song Qingyun straightened his back while holding the little panda, looked at Chu Yanshu, and said seriously,
"You are right, I am narrow-minded! Junior Brother Chu, please teach me how to practice swordsmanship!"
Moreover, he is not alone now!
He still has Huahua, how can he become sluggish after encountering a little setback? !
He will become Huahua's support!
Chu Yanshu choked up when he saw Song Qingyun giving blood.
In fact, this was not his intention.
But Song Qingyun was extremely persistent.
"...."
After half a quarter of an hour, he gave up further persuasion.
He began to practice swordsmanship with Song Qingyun.
God knows how shocked Sang Luo Yujian would be when he saw Chu Yanshu practicing sword practice with Song Qingyun four days later.
At this moment, Sang Luo fell into deep thought.
However... in just a few days, he was able to practice Master's Changli Sword Technique to the seventh level. Even though it was just a move, it proved that his understanding was excellent.
Sure enough, supervise him to practice well.
There is still hope that the elixir will be formed in a short time.
Sang Luo thought, her brows slightly raised, the calculating light in her eyes flashed away, and a smile appeared on her lips... She couldn't work too fast, she had to find a way to get Tongzi to increase the money!
This Chu Yanshu... is her money tree!
Seeing Sang Luo coming, Song Qingyun looked at her with smiles in her eyes. He flipped his wrist and drew a line of sword energy neatly, leaving a sword mark with sword intention on the boulder on the cliff.
"Senior sister, look, I have learned the fifth level of the Changli Sword Technique!"
He danced and ran towards Sang Luo, with joy in his eyes, as if he was a child who wanted to ask for encouragement from his parents.
The figure of the young man in green merges with the little guy who just went up the mountain three years ago.
Sang Luo was in a daze for a moment. This boy had grown so tall. When he first went up the mountain, he was a little follower shorter than her. In an instant, he was half a head taller than her.
Song Qingyun ran to Sang Luo. She came to her senses, raised her hand and knocked on his forehead, and said,
"How dare you say you know it after leaving a sword mark?"
Song Qingyun rubbed his forehead and said nonchalantly,
"Not everyone is as smart as you, senior sister. I can practice like this in four days, which is pretty good. Senior sister, please don't be so demanding!"
Sang Luo heard that something was wrong.
If it were normal, this kid would have been miserable and autistic for half an hour. Why was he so comfortable showing off now?
However, it seems that this mentality is not bad.
Subconsciously, Sang Luo turned to look at Chu Yanshu.
When their eyes met, Chu Yanshu turned his head unnaturally and looked aside.
Sang Luo felt something strange, but couldn't find anything strange.
So, she asked casually, wanting to know about his study progress.
"How many hours do you practice sword fighting every day these days?"
Song Qingyun's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he pointed out two fingers.
"Two...two hours!"
In fact, it was less than two hours, at most one and a half.
Junior Brother Chu said that as you practice, let nature take its course and don’t be too pushy.
Sang Luo got very angry when he heard that.
"What? You only practice for two hours out of twelve hours a day?!"
During these seven days, how much time did these two people waste while she was away? !
She just felt heartbroken that so much time was wasted by two people.
Unexpectedly, the junior brother who was usually the most obedient and hard-working shrank his head and blinked at her.
"Senior sister...junior brother said that in cultivation, you need to combine work and rest."
As he spoke, he also tugged on Sang Luo's clothes, like a puppy who was afraid of his parents' anger.
"Senior sister, we are going to take the road to immortality. We have a lifespan of tens of millions. Why do we have to do this every day..."
Every time he said a word, he noticed that his senior sister's eyes became colder, and she closed her mouth before she finished speaking.
