"Look what I'm talking about!"

Chu Liuli lowered his head and held his forehead with his hands, hiding the surprised look on his face, and explained unhurriedly: "I have met so many sword cultivators, so naturally there will be some similarities between you!

"

Yan Ling thought about it carefully and felt that what she said was right, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Then, Chu Liuli raised her head again and asked Yan Ling, "Do you know why I brought you here?"

Yan Ling shook her head blankly, she didn't know.

Chu Liuli gave her answer: "I will teach you the core secret of Zi Zi Sword Technique!"

How to teach this?

Before Yan Ling could react, Chu Liuli gave an order, "First practice the free sword technique you understand in your heart from beginning to end for me!"

The fact that Chu Liuli could become the saint of Peach Blossom Hall, one of the three major sects, showed that as a sword cultivator, she must have very deep attainments in swordsmanship. Yan Ling believed in her and started dancing with the sword without saying a word.

Every move and style in the swordsmanship manual was firmly memorized by Yan Ling. Coupled with her agile figure, Xuepo in her hand demonstrated the swordsmanship from beginning to end very smoothly.

At the end of the demonstration, Yan Ling easily retracted the Snow Soul Sword and stood upright without any panic.

Chu Liuli, who watched this sword dance, shook his head dissatisfied and sighed: "That's not right."

After a long while, Chu Liuli said again: "Do it again."

Without thinking much, Yan Ling picked up the Snow Soul Sword that had not yet been sheathed and started dancing in the peach blossom forest.

However, this time, not long after Yan Ling started, Chu Liuli jumped up and stepped on the branch of a peach blossom tree. With a slight click of her toes, the colorful fallen flowers fell, and then stepped on it again.

The next branch of the next peach blossom tree.

Chu Liuli was very fast. Before the fallen tree on the first tree could stop falling, it had already hooked all the peach branches surrounding Yan Ling.

Suddenly, deep in the peach forest, I was pulled into a fantasy world full of fallen heroes.

Yan Ling jumped into it, and the Snow Soul Sword in her hand did not shake at all. She was still steadily dancing every move in her free sword technique.

At this time, Chu Liuli's voice lingered in her ears again: "I want you to cut off every petal!"

When the sound reached his ears, Yan Ling couldn't help but be shocked. Cut off all the petals? Yan Ling's first reaction was: This is absolutely impossible!

The petals seemed to have been cast by a spell, falling down like a downpour. Even a few of them would be in the hundreds or even thousands. Yan Ling thought that asking her to cut off the falling petals one by one would be like climbing to the sky.

Disaster!

However, Yan Ling still said nothing and obediently followed Chu Liuli's instructions.

A set of free sword techniques was endowed on the Xue Po Sword, which exuded a faint cold air. Yan Ling's figure made this sword technique more agile.

At the end, Yan Ling withdrew the Snow Soul Sword in a panic, which heralded the end of the demonstration. However, Yan Ling was no longer as calm as she was during the first demonstration. She could clearly feel the panic in her own aura.

"Do you feel any improvement?"

Chu Liuli asked.

Apart from feeling powerless, Yan Ling no longer had any other feelings. When Chu Liuli asked this, she shook her head in confusion.

Then, Chu Liuli said: "Look at these petals on the ground."

Yan Ling lowered his head and looked——

The originally smooth and clean ground has now been covered with a layer of crimson. If you look carefully, you will find that these complete petals are mixed with some incomplete petals, which were cut off by Yan Ling.

However, these cut petals are only a minority.

Yan Ling knew that she had not met Chu Liuli's requirements.

There are many sword cultivators who are more powerful than Yan Ling, but when she was working under Xuanji, she had a short-sighted view. She only saw the master Xuanji, and she only had admiration for him. Now she met the same sword cultivator.

Yan Ling realized that senior Chu Liuli was so weak.

Chu Liuli didn't know what Yan Ling was thinking right now. She picked up her steps and walked slowly behind Yan Ling. When the two bodies were pressed tightly together, Chu Liuli reached out and strangled Yan Ling.

The wrist holding the sword.

Feeling the warmth behind her and the strength on her wrist, Yan Ling felt a strange touch and looked back at Chu Liuli.

Before his eyes even touched Chu Liuli's face, Yan Ling was stopped by the man behind him, "Don't look at me, look at the sword!"

Chu Liuli said, already controlling Yan Ling's hand and raising the Snow Soul Sword.

"Do you know why you can't master the core secret of Zi Zi Sword Technique?"

Chu Liuli asked this question, but she did not leave Yan Ling time to answer. She asked and answered herself: "Because you are too eager for quick success."

Eager for quick success?

Yan Ling felt extremely unfamiliar with these four words. She had never explored her shortcomings in this aspect before, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

The agility method taught to her by Professor Xuanji focused on the word "agility", emphasizing the clever use of the sword to win. Later, when she became proficient in this agility sword technique, Yan Ling couldn't help but memorize the word "agility", and later also

He gradually internalized "winning" into his own thinking. He believed that as long as he fought, he had to defeat the opponent's enemy, so he only had enemies in his heart.

Isn't this "rushing for quick success"?

Seeing that Yan Ling seemed to have figured it out, Chu Liuli continued to enlighten, "Since you have chosen the free sword technique now, what you are pursuing must be unrestrained and unrestrained. Since you want to be unrestrained and unrestrained, you must let go of your desire to win."

Chu Liuli's words hit Yan Ling's heart. Her pupils trembled slightly, "Then what should I do?"

"Listen to your heart, and the sword will follow your heart!"

Eight simple words came out of Chu Liuli's mouth, and the Snow Soul Sword in Yan Ling's hand was raised to the right position.

"The sword moves with the heart..."

Yan Ling murmured and repeated Chu Liuli's words.

"Yes! Try to inject all the spiritual power into your sword. Think of the sword as a part of your body instead of focusing all your attention on the target!"

Following Chu Liuli's guidance, Yan Ling used all her spiritual power to continuously pour it into the Snow Soul Sword through the palm of her hand.

The Snow Soul Sword, which had absorbed abundant spiritual power, seemed to have its own soul at this moment. Even if Yan Ling did not move it, it itself was trembling slightly.

"That's it, draw the sword!"

Following Chu Liuli's order, Yan Ling's wrist slipped out of her palm, and the two bodies that were tightly together were completely separated.

At this time, a petal fell quietly behind Yan Ling. Yan Ling, who should not have been able to see it, turned around under the guidance of the Snow Soul Sword that possessed spiritual consciousness - and struck lightly -
Chapter completed!