Chapter 142 Did I kiss you? Why are you angry?

Since the departure time is tomorrow, Fang Xiwen still needs a place to stay.

Luo Ting was really enthusiastic. He first took him to meet a group of fellow escorts, and then took the initiative to take him to a familiar inn and asked for a clean room.

According to Luo Ting, according to their arrangements, the trip is mainly divided into two parts. One is the dry road by horse and carriage, and the official road, which sometimes involves climbing over mountains and ridges, which takes up about half of the journey;

The other half of the journey is to take a boat and walk through complicated waterways. When Luo Qingni went to Yiling before, she had thought about not taking the spirit boat, but going directly down the river... That was obviously overestimating the development of her brain.

Level.

As night fell, Fang Xiwen sat in the inn room, with the window open, letting in the faint moonlight.

After today's exchange, he had a really good impression of Luo Ting. This person obviously also has a sense of justice and will show his kindness when encountering injustice. This can be as small as driving away the security guards for him, or as big as taking orders from the Wang family.

This is different from Fang Tianyu.

The latter tells a story of happy grudges. Anyway, he has this ability in Seventh Heaven. When he sees someone doing bad things, he will directly beat them to death without thinking about the consequences. The former is quite smooth in dealing with things, with both advantages and disadvantages.

I’ve told you clearly that it’s your own business whether you want to come or not.

Perhaps Luo Ting has hidden a lot of things, but Fang Xiwen feels that there is no need to pursue it further. This person is trustworthy, and even if something happens, he will not be implicated.

Alas, when will Lao Fang learn from others...

But to be on the safe side, he shamelessly summoned the Sword Fairy and told her everything. It felt so good to have someone to discuss it with.

I saw a woman in Tsing Yi sitting gracefully, with a cold and cold expression. The moonlight woven a shawl for her, and the hem of her clothes hung obediently. Her whole figure looked like a frozen painting.

However, after listening to Fang Xiwen's words, she was stunned for a moment, but she quickly came back to her senses, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said lightly: "Since you have already made up your mind, why bother asking

Me?"

"Because you are smart, you are worried about me. You have rich experience in the world," Fang Xiwen sat next to her and smiled like a dogleg: "And you also said that there is something we can discuss, Sword Fairy Mother."

"Get lost." The Sword Immortal cast his beautiful eyes aside, put down the tea cup, and said calmly: "You can follow."

Since she didn't say the reason, Fang Xiwen wouldn't ask. Anyway, Sword Immortal would definitely not harm him, so he asked, "Sword Immortal, can I ask you about your practice?"

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"You have nothing to do." Hearing this, the Sword Immortal smiled in his eyes, played with the tea cup with his slender fingertips, and said leisurely: "This is the correct way to use the contract.

What don’t you understand?”

The implication is, don't bother me any more.

"Swordsmanship. How should I put it? I feel that I have practiced well. Every move is rigorous and I have made no mistakes. However, there is still a gap between me and the top masters." Fang Xiwen turned to her, stretched out his thumb and followed

He gestured with his index finger, "For example, my eldest sister, second sister and others, or Ye Baiyu and his gang."

Seeing this, the sword fairy blinked his eyes, stretched out his hand to spread his two fingers, and said with a smile: "It's far from it."

"What's going on?"

"The first is that there is no talent, and the second is that there is no rules. The former is difficult to force, while the latter has no guidance," the sword fairy said in a leisurely tone, opening his palms, "The sword wields the five aggregates, the heart, the mind, the soul, and the spirit. Because there is no one to teach you, so you

You are still in the 'form' stage, and most of the people at the top of the list are in the 'mind, soul' category, so every move you make is different from others."

"Didn't my sister say this?"

"I'm a genius, so I don't need these. Why do ordinary people need nine orifices to resonate with the world, but she only needs seven? There is only one reason, that is, the inner world and the earth are too consistent with her own path.

Normally, after opening the mouth orifices, one has to adjust one's inner world according to the learned skills, paths, moves, etc., but she was the most suitable from the beginning. Now she is not in the realm of the Sword God simply because she is not cultivated enough. She can't wait.

Knock on the entrance door, and the divine essence will come into being."

"Hey, don't I have any talent?" Fang Xiwen pointed at herself with a shocked expression.

He thought he was quite powerful, but he had only been practicing swordsmanship for a year and a half!

"What do you care about?" The swordsman raised his eyebrows and was speechless. "Your sword moves are all other people's. It took you more than half a year of practice to develop your own sword intention. You are very talented?"

"...It's broken, now it's useless."

"What a mess, you just have too many thoughts, and it's only now that you have a 'form'." The swordsman rolled his eyes and taught him a lesson unceremoniously, "If you ask me what I think, then I suggest you give up.

Your talent is not in kendo."

"How could this happen?!"

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body was in bad shape. He had been practicing swordsmanship for so long, thinking that one day he would become a master of swordsmanship and conquer the world, but she made herself give up?

"You denied my life, Jianxian...why didn't you say it earlier..."

Looking at his wilted look, the Sword Immortal felt a little amused and said, "Why do you say that? The contract between the Biluo Sword Immortal and the contract between the Shenting Sword Master is more than enough to lay the foundation for your swordsmanship. Do I want you to give up on these?"

"Then you just..."

"What I mean is that you don't have to pursue the highest realm of swordsmanship. This thing varies from person to person. Just take it wherever you go." The sword fairy was very patient. When he saw his loss, he encouraged him: "You don't have to belittle yourself.

The emperor is absolutely number one in the world, you must also have this confidence."

"Ah? Then I don't want to follow the path of the Blood Clothes Cult..."

Fang Xiwen remembered that he was indeed somewhat special to the blood evil spirit, but he didn't want to join in with those lunatics. But if this was the only way to gain power, then there was no choice...

"No." The Sword Immortal shook his head slightly, "You don't have to worry about this. You have a predestined relationship. Just practice swordsmanship first and I will help you. You shouldn't be able to catch up with Fang Qingxiao, but you won't be much worse than the top of the list.

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Yes, his talent does not lie in swordsmanship at all. In the final analysis, he should not practice swordsmanship... His path has gone too far in this life, but he cannot interfere too much. The emperor should be the strongest Tianyan warlock in history, not another

Sword Immortal or Sword Master.

"Sword Fairy Mother, you are so kind to me!" After hearing her words, Fang Xiwen became happy again.

"It's almost enough, I will really be angry." Even though he said this, the sword fairy also showed a smile in his eyes, stretched out his index finger and said: "You don't often use the Biluo Sword Technique. The level I created is too high for you.

Use.

The Emperor's swordsmanship matches the Jingshi Shu, how about we talk about this today?"

"Okay, okay." Fang Xiwen nodded repeatedly and hurriedly sat up straight and listened to the lecture.

"This move, 'Fire Dragon Rises the Storm', is within the realm of enlightenment, but its meaning is far-reaching, and it is your best move. Let's look at this sword." As he spoke, the sword fairy made a stroke with his white index finger.<

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Just hearing the sound of "boom", the world in front of him was shattered like a mirror. He was already at an infinite height. Below, the mountains and rivers were shattered, the capital was overturned, and fireworks were everywhere.

There was an emperor looking around blankly on the throne, holding a golden long sword full of humanity in his hand. Suddenly, those golden eyes looked up and met his gaze - an angry look appeared on the emperor's face, and a look of anger appeared on his face.

The sword is flying and slashing!

A fire dragon rolled up the ruins, tearing up with the blood and tears of the country's subjugation, penetrating the sky, and the situation changed!

"Haaah!"

The clouds dyed blood red dropped a little, and Fang Xiwen was horrified. When he returned to reality, he found that the sword fairy's index finger had just added the last bit, gathering everything at his fingertips.

"Sword Immortal, you are so powerful..."

"When your vision is high enough, then naturally every move can show its true meaning." The sword fairy said calmly, "Even if it is different from the original version, the power will not be bad."

With her guidance, Fang Xiwen carefully understood the true meaning. After understanding, he pulled out the long sword and swung it around. The sword fairy seemed to have adapted to some physical contact, and occasionally taught him step by step.
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It feels cold to the touch, completely different from those soft little hands...

After practicing for a while, when the sword fairy was about to disperse so as not to disturb his sleep, Fang Xiwen called her again.

"I have an idea about sword moves, I hope you can listen to it."

"Okay."

"Do you know the Six Meridians Divine Sword?" When he said this, Fang Xiwen's eyes lit up and he was very excited. To be honest, isn't practicing swords just like that swordsman in white with his sword energy?

Seeing the swordsman shaking his head, he explained in more detail. The former also became interested in the middle of the conversation and sat back on his chair to listen quietly.

"Six different sword energies..." After hearing this, the Sword Immortal shook his head slightly, "Not to mention whether I can remember the movement routes and whether they will conflict with each other, it would be difficult to gather just six types."
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"Hey, can't you?" He always felt that the sword fairy had misunderstood something, and was talking about the six meridians of the hand.

"Of course ordinary people can't do it, but you are eighty-nine years old, majoring in Jingshishu, and have two swordsmanship contracts... If this skill really exists, you are the only one who can master it."

"Really?"

The sword immortal nodded and said: "Although I don't know where the acupoints you mentioned are, but for the six types, you have just enough. My 'Bi Luo', the sword master's 'Shuangtian', 'Wanxiang', and your own."

If the world's sword intention has two more branches of the sword intention of life and death, wouldn't it be complete?

As for the exercises, I will write a book for you."

"Sword Immortal, your skills are so high now... Wait, Shuangtian and Wanxiang are two different sword powers?" This was the first time Fang Xiwen heard this statement, and he was a little surprised.

"Of course. One is the sword intent that is extremely fierce and focused on killing; the other is the sword intent that opens up a world and re-enacts the sword intent of earth, water, fire and wind, causing great destruction and rebirth. In a sense, it is also the sword intent of life and death." At this point.

, the sword fairy's expression was also a bit teasing, "Want to learn? I think Fang Qingxiao also has ideas for you, why don't you just agree?"
To be continued...