He knew that he didn't even know his horoscope, otherwise it would be difficult for her to get angry and attack her.
"What are you doing with me?" Nian Xiangmei asked with a cold face.
"Old...sister Xiaoyu, you are not old at all. You are my goddess, the person I care about most."
"Haha, I can be your ancestor's seniority, but you actually call me sister? Just let it go, stop blabbering."
Nian Xiangmei didn't even want to look at the fat man.
If she hadn't thought about the battle between Long Yu and the "Phoenix-tailed Cockscomb Snake King" two years ago, when he mistakenly thought he was dead, and then cried heartbrokenly when he saw her alive, she would not have ignored Xia Wei. Woolen cloth.
"Ah, my brother-in-law called me here... ah, no, it was Long Haotian who recommended me to come to you..." Xia Wei said incoherently.
Suddenly, his nose twitched, sniffing around like a dog, and then he slowly followed the direction of the smell and approached Nian Xiangmei.
He squinted his eyes, his eyes a little bright, as if he wanted to confirm something.
Sniff sniff...
Nian Xiangmei looked at the fat kid quietly and coldly, but his face was actually close to hers!
Does your child still want to eat my mother's tofu?
This boy's admiration for me is as clear as a mirror. How could he not know that he wants a toad to eat swan meat?
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound without any warning. Xia Wei's saliva was splashed out, and his body spun 360 degrees in the air and flew out, hitting the ground.
"Hmph! You are looking for death!"
Nian Xiangmei's beautiful eyes wrinkled slightly, her face full of murderous intent, she snorted and cursed, took strong steps, turned around and left.
After Xia Wei woke up for a while and got up dizzy, he realized that "Long Xiaoyu" had disappeared.
Speaking of Long Yu, he spread his hands cross-legged and pressed them down slowly in an arc.
Call it a day.
After walking out of the house, he came to the courtyard and prepared to practice swordsmanship under an old tree.
He passed his finger across the ring, took out a spiritual sword, and began the actual trial of the sword.
"Ten Swords of God"
It was created by the ancient Hongmeng Emperor when he was young. To put it bluntly, it was a sword technique that he himself had created.
While silently reciting the formula, he waved the sword in his hand.
"Being is born from nothingness, chaos is infinite, transformed by sword energy, the god is empty, the lower one keeps the form, the upper one keeps the spirit, the god is the guidance of the god, and the sign is the movement."
The sword light followed the shadow, and the wind whistled, picking up the fallen leaves on the ground and flying all over the sky.
"One paragraph, sweep across thousands of armies, kill!"
Long Yu shouted loudly and struck out with his sword.
Phew~……
A spiritual light appeared, but as soon as it came out, the power of this move suddenly decreased, and it immediately dissipated before it went out even one meter away.
The breeze blew his hair slightly to cover his eyes, but he still maintained his posture of swinging the sword.
Ga~ga!
The crow on the old tree cawing a few times, taunting him just right, as if to say, it's too embarrassing.
Long Yu saw Crow through the gap in front of his eyes that was blocked by his hair. He started swinging his sword again and tried again.
Yes, he was in no mood to pay attention to that crow, because he no longer knew the skills he had created!
In the library pavilion before, I had memorized the first three paragraphs of the formula and completely analyzed the secrets, but I just couldn't use it.
Ichiban swung his sword and tried many times, but still failed.
Long Yu was a little decadent at the moment, and his hair was a little messy.
I feel like a fucking waste. Could this be a problem with my physical talent? I can’t figure it out!
This is my own creation. You must know that this is only the first paragraph. There is a problem in the first paragraph.
How come you can't learn from it if you try it all over again?
Long Yu didn't believe in evil and tried again.
Finally, exhausted, he looked up to the sky in despair and shouted "Ah!"
He looked sad, on the verge of collapse, and then looked at
Tian Tian waved a sword casually, intending to vent his emotions like this.
Suddenly, the crows on the tree and the birds outside the yard fluttered together, as if they were escaping in a hurry.
Buzz~! ! !
A ten-meter-long aura sword shadow, with a ferocious sound, emitted fierce power, took on the shape of a crescent moon, and "cut straight into the sky".
The halo of sword energy shot straight into the air, and instantly ran more than a thousand meters into the air before slowly dissipating.
Da da da……
The flying crows suddenly fell from the sky and fell to the ground. You must know that this sword was not directly aimed at the crows. They were frightened to death by the sword's power.
Long Yu was confused.
"Just now, what was that?"
"I didn't see it clearly. It seems to be coming from the courtyard of Prince Xia's son."
"No, it's like a bear like Viagra, and it can emit such spiritual power?"
Countless disciples from the sect were attracted by the buzzing sound just now and saw the scene of the Tyrant God Ring.
At this glance, one could tell that Xia Wei could do the mystical arts that only a master-level person could perform, but no one agreed.
Hahahahaha...
Long Yu suddenly became extremely angry and laughed wildly, because with this sword strike just now, he accidentally used the first sword of the "Ten Swords of God".
Then he swung his sword again as if he was beating the chicken blood vine.
Huh~huh~...the cold wind blew by without any waves.
shocked.
Long Yu actually couldn't use it again!
Several times in succession, still the same.
Long Yu stood there blankly, staring at the sky, wondering what he was looking at for a long time.
He relaxed himself and looked for the feeling of the previous sword again. After meditating, he casually swung the sword again.
However, he still failed to display the power of the first sword. He was a little decadent and full of depression.
Then why can I still use the fourth sword technique that I remembered before?
Is it possible that I still don’t have the complete swordsmanship formula memorized?
Long Yu was puzzled.
You must know that this "Ten Swords of God" is a heaven-level technique that belongs to those after the imperial realm.
Although his current state is far different, he created it by himself, and he fully understands the formula.
It was said that he could not reach higher levels in cultivation, but how could he explain the sword attack just now?
Long Yu has a "headache". Who can give him some advice on these cultivation issues?
metropolitan? No, no, the answer is no.
Talking about the realm of Xuesong, it is only the peak of the Dharma realm.
You must know that in these nine states, people only know the four realms: human realm, legal realm, earth realm, and heaven realm.
The Imperial Realm spans countless large levels. I am afraid that people in Kyushu have forgotten that such a realm exists.
The realm of cultivators in Tongtian Continent is divided into:
People, law, earth, heaven, sect, respect, saint, king, emperor, immortal, god, emperor... there is a strict hierarchy.
Secrets of Kung Fu and Mysterious Techniques are divided into:
There are four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuan and Huang. Heaven is the highest level and Huang level is the lowest.
Because, for generations, the people of Jiuzhou have almost always died in the peak of the Dharma Realm. No one has ever reached the Earth Realm through cultivation, let alone the Imperial Realm.
Even if the secret book of Tianji Kung Fu like this is given to Long Yu's master, it will be difficult to figure out even a small part of the secret until Tan Xuesong dies.
The path of cultivation is lonely. This is the lonely path of the cultivator.
Just as Long Yu was concentrating on his meditation, a voice interrupted his thoughts at the critical moment.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Long Yu came back to his senses and realized that it was Xia Wei, the little fat guy, who came back crying.
"Oh my god, this... who is so fucking cruel?" Long Yu twitched the corners of his mouth and gasped in astonishment.
Just because I saw the big bright red marks on the right side of Xia Wei's face, half of his face was swollen like a ball.
It's also bulgy, and I suspect that this fat kid's neck may feel too heavy.
"Ouch...don't move!"
Long Yu was about to reach out and touch the chubby guy's face, as if he was concerned, but in fact he wanted to test the feeling.
Look at his swollen face. Is it hard or soft?
But Xia Wei stopped him and pushed him away.
"what's going on?"
"This is my wife's first intimate contact with me. The remaining tenderness can only be felt by me alone."
Hearing this, Long Yu twitched the corners of his mouth in shock and suddenly realized.
Cursing secretly: Is this called gentleness? Still like Yu Wen? I can't afford to be hurt...
The fat kid must have gone to ask her for help, but was beaten back.
You don't need to ask to know that his matter was not accomplished.
As the saying goes, don't ask about honor or disgrace when meeting people, you will know by looking at their appearance.
Long Yu said with a look that hated iron but not steel:
"Bring it to me." He knew that maybe Nian Xiangmei was not familiar with him, so he didn't want to help. He probably had to do it himself.
Xia Wei didn't ask what he wanted to give you.
While still whining and choking, he reached into his crotch and took out the thousand-year-old ginseng and handed it to Long Yu.
Long Yu did not take it directly with his hands, but ran his fingers across the Na Ring, and with a flash of inspiration, he placed the ginseng filled with black smoke into the Na Ring.
He was afraid that if he came into direct contact, he would be attacked by unexpected demon spirits.
Being so careful is actually very wise.
Because the demon soul attached to the ginseng is looking for people with extraordinary talents and wants to seize the body, just like Nian Xiangmei who was originally attached to the scabbard of the Tianzhan Sword.
Obviously, for people like Xia Wei, this demon soul is a host that has given up. Because they feel that this guy is too talented and has a bleak future, he is still waiting for the best "host body".
Long Yu was about to go find Nian Xiangmei himself to help this fat boy get rid of the evil spirit of thousand-year-old ginseng.
Xia Wei grabbed Long Yu and cried:
"Don't go, wuwu... Sister Xiaoyu herself has been infected with evil spirits. Please find a way to beg our sect leader to save her."
Little Fatty cried and begged.
However, Long Yu was stunned for a moment.
"Evil spirit?"
"Well, it's just like the evil spirit on Millennium Ginseng, and you asked me to find her to get rid of it, wuwu..."
Xia Wei choked up as he spoke, with tears streaming down his face. There were runny noses and tears.
Suddenly.
Long Yu reacted.
This kid probably smelled the devilish aura on "Long Xiaoyu" and said this.
He was not surprised. Since he could smell the fairy fire on his body, it was not surprising that this kid's dog nose could also smell the demonic energy on Nian Xiangmei's body.
"okay, I get it."
"Wuwu~ I want to go with you, I want to see you beg the sect master, he is your master, he will definitely try to save sister Xiaoyu..."
Well?
Long Yu was startled.
