"Hey, what are you hiding from? Aren't you talking about sword moves? Don't use your excellent body skills."
Hu Nuan appeared a few meters away: "I'm used to it. My master helped me integrate my body and sword skills."
Hu Qing waved his hand: "Okay, let's fight like this, I let you."
Hu Nuan snorted: "Don't let me. My swordsmanship is better than yours."
At this time, Juanbu also came to join in the fun secretly: "Your swordsmanship may not be as good as hers. You have never learned formal swordsmanship before, and you are not proficient in the Wind and Thunder Jingyun Sword."
Hu Qing also hummed, kissed her lightly, and carried the wind with her sword, sliding sideways and sliding next to Hu Nuan in an instant. The tip of the sword rotated and stabbed her neck diagonally.
The Hu family members were shocked, are you serious?
Hu Nuan raised his hand, and a long green sword blocked the white kiss, making a crisp sound.
The two of them have not been imbued with spiritual power, and the swords will not be damaged at all if they touch them.
Hu Qing's eyes fell on the green sword, and he looked at it with a professional look: "Did Qiao Yu make it for you?"
"Ang. Otherwise? Who else can do it for me?"
The corners of Hu Qing's mouth twitched, such sour words.
I don’t understand, that child Xuan Yao is good, obedient, diligent and has no sense of existence. Why do you two siblings never look down on him?
She rolled her eyes and asked her, an old mother, to take care of the disobedient child today.
Suddenly they separated, Hu Qing used the Wind and Thunder Jingyun Sword Technique to attack Hu Nuan faster than the other.
With a sullen face, Hu Nuan defended and counterattacked faster than the other.
The two were fighting evenly, and Hu Nuan was getting faster and faster, but Hu Qing felt more and more awkward in her moves. In the end, she couldn't suppress this little brat!
What a shock.
Hu Nuan quickly turned into phantoms, and finally won the battle with the tip of the sword flat against the back of Hu Qing's hand.
Hu Huahua's scalp felt cold: "I don't think it's good."
Hu Zhuzhu: "Your mother won't punish us, right?"
Hu Caicai: "Sister is so amazing."
Xuan Yao: "."
He didn't know what to say.
"Haha, I won." Hu Nuan laughed dryly.
Her ambition to win over her mother suddenly collapsed into the ground. She even began to feel guilty and her eyes wandered. Why?
Is this the sadness you feel when you grow up and find that your dear mother is old? And guilt. Is there a hint of joy?
Hu Qing ignored her mixed feelings and tilted his head to look at the sword point on the back of his hand, annoyed: "I don't have enough sword practice."
Hu Nuan agreed: "Mom, you have to work harder."
Hu Qing said: "So how can I test your true level with my level?"
Hu Nuan was stunned and slowly looked at her brother.
Hu Huahua already wanted to run away, but Hu Qing had already locked onto everyone with a smile.
"You all come together and use the swordsmanship you have learned to fight against my Thunder Dragon Claw."
The Hu family members: "."
"Ah, Mom, isn't this unfair? Your Thunder Dragon Claw is so powerful."
Hu Qing raised his eyebrows: "So, when you encounter an enemy in the future, you must also be fair to him and let him use what he is least good at to deal with you?"
"."
Dragon scales cover the right arm and the dragon claws grasp it: "Come on, come on, don't you say that those with demonic characteristics are followers? I will use the level of followers to test your depth."
Hu Nuan stared at Hu Huahua.
Hu Huahua was annoyed, why did he show off to his mother before?
Don't want to fight.
But Hu Qing was not polite and just slashed at them with one claw, and the claw wind swept them all away.
Claw after claw, the sword had to be drawn.
Seeing them show their swords, Hu Qing's eyes lit up. With a stamp of their feet, a barrier rose outside, ensuring that they could not escape. Staring at Hu Nuan, he jumped over and grabbed him.
Stab, the green sword made a harsh scratching sound.
"You are so awesome, let's see what your mother is really capable of."
Oh, and even had a sword duel with her. When enemies of life and death are fighting, who cares about the bells and whistles? As long as I am faster than you and stronger than you, I can chase you and beat you.
Hu Nuan's face was extremely ugly. She didn't enjoy the joy of victory for even a quarter of an hour before her mother cruelly shattered her.
The faces of Hu Huahua and others didn't look good either. Even if they have the power of demon claws and can transform back into demon form, they are still not as fast as Hu Qing, and they are chased and beaten without exception.
Hu Qing didn't hurt them at all. At most, he grabbed the sword with his dragon claws and kicked their butts.
They are all grown up!
So no self-esteem.
Xuan Yao was obedient. None of them used their natal swords. But Hu Qing also kicked him in order to reconcile him with his dear brother and sister.
Finally, Hu Qing threw all the Hu family members on the floor by their ears, and pinched Hu Caicai's wings: "Do you accept it or not?"
Not convinced.
Let’s wait until we grow up.
Hu Qing chuckled, threw Hu Caicai to Hu Nuan, and opened the barrier to find Yunzhong.
I looked around and couldn't find anyone.
Ask others: "Master is not at home?"
"I haven't seen you since you went into seclusion. Maybe you went out."
Hu Qing suppressed his voice: "It's not good to stay at home like this. The children have become stupid. Whoever fights with them will use every move."
"You mean - get out?"
"Got to get out."
But how can I get out if I can't find Yunzhong?
We can only wait.
We all had a meal together and exchanged some cultivation experiences, but there was not much else to say.
Hu Qing is very clear about her next plan. She will continue to refine weapons and master Feng Lei Jing Yun. She also explained to everyone that she would accept the order for the refiner, as long as they provided the materials.
On her way back to the fire room, Shi Bentong came over and asked her for help embarrassedly.
"Mending the pot?" Hu Qing was surprised, "You can do it yourself."
As a gourmet and a cook, isn’t filling the pot a basic skill? In the past, everyone asked her to refill the pots at Shiwei because firstly, they didn’t have time, and secondly, the pots were said to be expensive or cheap, so it was a pity to lose them. But as a person who has successfully cultivated the way of food, you must be able to repair it yourself if you use unusual things.
She said, "Are you taking care of my business? But I don't charge you."
Shi Bentong waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no. In fact, it is not my pot. It is left by my ancestors. The refining method is different, and I can't make it right, so..."
Hu Qing understood: "Okay. Then leave it to me. It just so happens that I am also learning other people's craftsmanship."
Shibentong Haohaohao: "I'll give you a deposit first. One thousand middle-grade spiritual crystals."
Hu Qing was amused: "I said it would be free. We are all brothers and sisters, and I won't do your business. It's just a sideshow."
Shi Bentong was embarrassed: "It's a bit too much."
"A few more pots are nothing. Take it out and I'll fix it for you." Hu Qing said boldly.
Shi Bentong rubbed his hands: "Two hundred for the big pot, five hundred for the medium pot, and more than one thousand for the small pot."
What?
Hu Qing gave him a question mark face.
"It's all passed down from our ancestors." Shi Bentong said softly.
Hu Qing responded for three seconds and smiled politely: "Excuse me, a broken pot must be passed down from one generation to another. Why?"
Is it because no one here exchanges candy for junk?
"Junior sister, don't underestimate these broken pots. They are all records of our ancestors' enlightenment and can be used to understand the way of eating." Shi Bentong was afraid of using light pearls as fish eyes, so he gave her a serious explanation.
Hu Qing: "Okay."
It’s the same thing as Sword Intent Valley, right? Then you build a museum.
