"You are such a capable person, I declare you to be my friend."
Feng Lan saw that he had suddenly gained ten points, and looked at Yan Yun with a smile.
She didn't perform well this time. She only raised one corner of her mouth and looked weird.
So Yan Yun looked at her smile and fell into doubt. Is it true? Why does it feel like she wants to kill herself?
At this time, she didn't know that she had facial paralysis, and just thought that she was a cold, sullen heroine.
"Did it scare you? Oh, don't worry, I didn't perform well this time."
Seeing Yan Yun's strange expression, Feng Lan held her forehead in embarrassment and cried violently in her heart. She really, really worked hard!
"Host, is it possible that she has facial paralysis?"
Yan Yun: Oh
She simply meditated and rested for a long time before planning to continue walking south.
Feng Lan followed her, "Let's be companions. My name is Feng Lan."
"My name is Xiao Hu."
"Seeing as you are still young, just call me Sister Fenglan."
After saying that, she wanted to touch Yan Yun's head, but she hurriedly avoided it.
Looking at his empty hand, Fenglan thought for a second, pretending that nothing happened.
"How about I teach you to fly with a sword, otherwise it will be too slow."
Feng Lan looked at the little girl in front and couldn't help but sigh that the new generation in the world of immortality has a lot of skills. She has been practicing for more than 20 years to build the foundation!
But luckily, I caught up with the secret place under the sea as soon as I broke through.
"Really? Thank you."
Yan Yun paused, then turned around and looked at Feng Lan with bright eyes.
It was still tiring to use teleportation all the time, but she didn't know how to do it and no one taught her how to do it, so it was better now.
"You're welcome. I know it's not easy for you casual cultivators. This is actually very simple. Just look at me and you'll learn it in a moment."
Feng Lan resisted the urge to touch her head and nodded seriously.
So the two of them sat down on the spot, and after Yan Yun listened to Feng Lan's method, he fell into deep thought again.
"Are you telling the truth? You won't cheat me, will you?"
Feng Lan asked her to find a cliff and jump off, and then do this and then that, and she learned.
Looking at Yan Yun's suspicious eyes, Feng Lan patted his chest confidently, "That's how I learned it, no one can deceive anyone!"
"Oh okay, are we looking for a cliff now?"
Yan Yun is still a little doubtful, is this really the case?
But looking at Feng Lan's serious face, it seemed like that was really the case.
"You believe me, when the time comes, you pour spiritual energy into the sword, and then control it with your mind. First let it fly, and then you fly up again. This is not simple!"
Fenglan took her hand and threw out the white jade sword. When she made a move, the two of them were in mid-air.
Until Yan Yun stood on the edge of the cliff facing the cold wind, she still doubted Feng Lan's method.
"Try quickly, don't worry, I will definitely catch you later."
"Huh? Catch me?"
Does this mean you have to fall a lot?
Yan Yun was shocked. This cliff was not low. She could fall down three or four times at most, but no more.
"Be honest, how many times have you fallen?"
Hearing this, Feng Lan turned away with a guilty conscience.
"Not many, just seven, eight, ninety times."
"But I learn this very quickly! I learned it on my own, how awesome is it!"
Although there was no subtle expression on her face, her words were full of pride.
"Okay, remember to catch me."
Yan Yun frowned, but decided to give it a try anyway. After falling once or twice, he probably wouldn't die.
She grasped the sword in her hand and jumped down.
The rest of Feng Lan hasn't reacted yet, why does the good guy jump as fast as he says? She quickly followed with her sword.
Duocai =-=: One dares to teach and the other dares to learn.
The wind around her filled her ears, and she kept falling.
Yan Yun channeled the spiritual power around him and tried his best to make his fall slower. Then he threw the Dawn Sword and poured the spiritual power into the sword with his palms facing forward, trying to make it fly.
Feng Lan stood on the sword with a handsome posture, "That's right, and then you control it with your consciousness!"
"What." Consciousness method?
Before Yan Yun could finish asking, her spiritual power suddenly stopped, and she disappeared in front of Feng Lan and fell rapidly.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Feng Lan touched the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead and quickly flew down to save people.
She caught Yan Yun who was about to fall to the ground and flew up again, "Don't be distracted."
After a while, they were back on the edge of the cliff.
"Host, you are a true warrior."
Duocai couldn't help but complain, "I forgot to tell you. You have a mission that is about to expire. Remember to find Chen Changyu and slap him."
Yan Yun: Are you sick or am I sick?
Although she did not like Chen Changyu, after all, he was arrogant, self-righteous, and humiliated her the first time he met her, but it was a bit outrageous to slap her all the way.
"This was published before. I dug it out today. It will expire in three days."
Duocai felt a little guilty. Isn't this too many tasks? He had forgotten to read them.
Yan Yun: Why did you slap him? Are you sure he won't kill me?
"With him? He still can't kill you."
"Oh, don't worry about the interesting mission! Originally, this mission was assigned to Shan Yufeng, but I thought about it and was afraid that you would fail, so I changed it to Chen Changyu."
Duocai's voice sounded quite proud.
Yan Yun: OK, thank you.
"How are you?"
Feng Lan saw her motionless, and the expression on her face changed in an instant. She was confused. Could it be that she scared the little girl? No, she doesn't want to lose friends just after making them.
"I'm okay, I'm okay, let's continue."
Yan Yun endured the speechlessness in his heart, thought for a moment, and jumped down again.
If she wants to control the sword, then she has to make the sword and human become one, and the energy and machine are connected together, right? The moment she penetrated the sword with spiritual energy, she tried to release her consciousness and integrate it into the sword.
The Dawn Sword somewhat rejected her, but because she was the master, he reluctantly let her consciousness into it.
For a moment, her consciousness entered a blank, and her eyes also fell into a blank. Feng Lan watched her suddenly fall down, and caught her with a confused look on her face.
Her consciousness turned into a dark blue villain fighting with a jet black villain.
And Yan Yun directed the villain to press Wuqimahei to the ground and rub it. Her sea of consciousness was enhanced by ice flames, and her spiritual consciousness was naturally not weak. After a while, Wuqimahei was convinced.
Wuqimahei was still reluctant and integrated into her consciousness.
In an instant, Yan Yun's eyes finally returned to normal.
She looked at Feng Lan who was motionless in confusion, "I seemed to have entered some strange place just now."
"You have entered the sea of swords, right? Wait, have you not penetrated the sword together? I'll tell you!"
Feng Lan was surprised. Although this man had sword energy, he always felt that he had no tacit understanding with the sword.
Yan Yun nodded. She really didn't know about this. She thought it would be enough to recognize her master.
"Every sword has a sword spirit, but it is difficult to cultivate it. If it is powerful, the sword spirit can also transform into a human being. Only after being penetrated together can it slowly enter the state of refining the spirit."
"But it's good for a sword like that of a novice like us, if the sword has consciousness."
"Try again!"
Feng Lan was eager to try and threw her directly.
Yan Yun reacted quickly. The moment he poured in the spiritual power, his whole body trembled and he established contact with the sword. Then the sword really flew!
She raised her eyebrows happily and reached out to grab the flying sword.
Before Feng Lan even uttered any words of praise, the man was already flying out because he couldn't control his sword.
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Yan Yun was messy in the wind, trying hard to control the flying sword.
She didn't know where she was flying now. She was surrounded by mountains and rivers, and she couldn't keep up with the changing scenes.
"Host."
"Host."
"Host!"
Duocai shouted, but she didn't respond. He shouted again, but she still didn't respond. He said anxiously.
"Stop being messy! Look, Chen Changyu is on the hillside. When you pass by later, slap him quickly!!"
