Seeing the woman's face bursting with tears, Feng Wuchen was stunned for a moment, and then became a little at a loss: "You...what's wrong with you? But what's wrong with you?"
Now he is unable to mobilize the power of his spiritual veins, but he cannot use the Heavenly Medicine Manual. He cannot even know what the woman's current situation is, so he can only be anxious.
But she saw Han Ying shaking her head: "No... I just didn't expect that my husband would sell his ancestral belongings for me! My husband has been wandering for so long and suffered so much. Even if his life hangs by a thread, he has never sold that thing.
Selling something is enough to prove its significance to the husband, but now the husband is doing it for me..."
After hearing this, Feng Wuchen looked slightly embarrassed.
The reason why he didn't take such a shortcut before was because he wanted to enter the world and refine his mind.
So far, his hundred-year period has come, and he has also found the so-called solution. Even his demonic body is gradually recovering. There is no need for him to be like before.
But at the moment, he couldn't explain it to the woman, and he didn't want to ruin the atmosphere.
The only thing I feel is a sense of guilt for deceiving the little girl's feelings!
With a sigh in his heart, he bit the bullet and said, "If it hadn't been for my wife to take me in, I wouldn't be wandering where I am now, and I don't even know whether I am dead or alive! As long as you can be happy, money is nothing but external things!
"
Han Ying's eyes were full of emotion, but soon, there was a trace of sadness in her eyes.
"It's a pity that the veil my husband gave me was lost..."
Feng Wuchen burst into tears.
How much does this girl care about the veil he gave her?
"It's okay. I've lost my veil. I can buy you thousands of them in the future. The most urgent thing is to try this Qing Shang first and take advantage of it!"
"Um!"
Han Ying immediately pulled out her long sword.
"Buzz!"
I saw the long sword tremble slightly and let out a sword cry.
Taking the sword hilt into his hands, even though Han Ying was not a swordsman, a few inches of sword light emerged from the sword's edge!
"What a sword!"
After praising her, Han Ying sighed again: "It's a pity that I'm not a swordsman, so this sword in my palm is wasted..."
"With me here, you are still afraid of wasting it!"
"What's the meaning?"
"Sit down cross-legged, I will teach you a mental method, and you can concentrate on running it!"
Han Ying was startled: "My husband also practices Kung Fu?"
Feng Wuchen rolled his eyes: "Your husband, I am just useless, not a real waste, there is still something in my mind!"
Han Ying's face was full of worry: "But... Dad said that you can't bite off more than you can chew, especially the things in the mind. If you learn too much, there will be conflicts!"
"You know a lot!" Feng Wuchen explained: "What your father said is not unreasonable. If you practice multiple techniques at the same time, the power in the body will be too mixed, and there is a chance that the qi and blood will go retrograde, leading to a fire.
Become possessed, but there are always exceptions!"
"exception?"
"Well! First, if a person has a strong soul and can perfectly control every power within himself, he can practice multiple techniques!"
Feng Wuchen himself belongs to the first category, so he once practiced many techniques such as the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique, the Demon-Controlling Sword Technique, the Heavenly Medicine Manual, and the Supreme Sensation Chapter at the same time without any conflict.
"So that's it..." Han Ying thought for a moment, but then shook her head: "But my control ability is not outstanding. I can control two kinds of skills. I'm afraid..."
"There is another one!" Feng Wuchen continued: "That is, one of the techniques you practice can completely crush the other technique. In this case, the weak will be transformed by the strong, and they can live in peace with each other.
thing!"
"That's it! That husband wants to teach me my skills..."
It is naturally a hundred times stronger than the shabby technique you are practicing now!
Feng Wuchen muttered to himself for a while, and then said: "Okay, just listen to me, and I will naturally not harm you!"
"good!"
Han Ying immediately sat cross-legged.
"The spiritual light is dotted and merges into the spiritual platform. The thoughts are continuous, reaching the whole body, attracting the sea of ​​blood, and the golden body breaks through all things..."
What Feng Wuchen passed on to Han Ying at this moment was naturally the Minghai Sword Jue.
This sword technique is
During the first few years when Feng Wuchen was frustrated, Yu Minghai realized that he could become a swordsman without the need for swordsmanship.
After a hundred years of vicissitudes, he gained a new understanding of this sword technique and made it even more perfect.
Following Feng Wuchen's instructions, Han Ying quickly entered the state.
After the red spots on his face dissipated, Han Ying's talent was even better than Feng Wuchen had imagined. After only half an hour of meditating, all the spiritual energy within a radius of 10,000 feet gathered towards his Dantian.
At the same time, a small sword mark appeared between Han Ying's eyebrows, shining with silvery white light.
"Sword Heart! It condensed so quickly!"
Feng Wuchen suddenly showed a look of surprise.
When he was in Qingyu Pavilion, his three maids had to practice for half a year before they could barely gather the sword's heart.
Who would have thought that it only took Han Ying half an hour, and the sword heart he had gathered was more stable than his three maids.
When the sword's heart became pure, the spiritual energy around him became even more crazy, and it continuously entered Han Ying's body.
There was a curve of clear water above Han Ying's Dantian, which was Han Ying's original water spiritual vein.
But as the thousands of spiritual energy entered the body, the sword energy gradually condensed, and the water spiritual vein turned into a water sword!
"Buzz!"
The moment the water sword was completely formed, Han Ying opened her eyes fiercely. In front of her, the Green Sword rose into the air and could move according to her will.
"I...I can wield a sword!"
At this moment, Han Ying was surprised and happy.
She didn't expect that after practicing the skills that Feng Wuchen taught her, she actually became a swordsman in a daze!
"Don't be too happy too early. You are just getting started now. Being able to wield a sword only proves that you have understood the power of the sword. There is still a long way to go before you can reach the realm of sword immortal..."
Who would have thought that Feng Wuchen had just said these words.
"Wow!"
Around Han Ying, the sword force instantly transformed into a sword field.
Immediately, Han Ying's state of mind also underwent a huge change.
Heart
Swords unite!
The realm of sword immortals!
However, this was not over yet. After breaking through the Sword Immortal, Han Ying's sword heart went straight up and did not stop until he cut off three layers of self.
Three Sword Immortals!
At that moment, Feng Wuchen was completely confused.
Even with his vision, he was shocked by Han Ying's talent at this moment.
But it’s no wonder…
Even with his talent, it took him decades of hard work to reach the realm of three cuts.
But even so, looking at all the worlds, he is already a genius among geniuses!
However, Han Ying was introduced to the Sword Immortal in just a moment!
Han Ying's level of evil has exceeded his imagination.
At this moment, he gradually realized that Han Ying might have been a super genius. Over the years, it was the birthmark on her face and the strange power that suppressed her talent, which led to her mediocre cultivation.
.
Now that most of that power has been sucked away by Feng Wuchen, the woman's talent is gradually revealed.
If she waits for that power to completely disappear, how powerful will she be!
Feng Wuchen couldn’t imagine it!
For a moment, he became even more curious, what exactly were Han Ying's red spots caused by abortion?
That power could obviously repair his physical body, but inside Han Ying's body, it was all a burden!
But Han Ying still looked at Feng Wuchen with an innocent face: "Husband...is my talent particularly bad?"
Feng Wuchen almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
If your talent is not that good, then 99% of the swordsmen in this world can kill you head-on.
"Madam... Actually, your talent is not bad at all!"
"Really? Husband, you won't lie to me..."
Feng Wuchen: "..."
After a long silence, Feng Wuchen said: "That's all! Sword training alone is not enough. Let me teach you a few more sword moves!"
With that said, Feng Wuchen picked up Qingshang.
Chapter completed!