"Do you think my old man is a stubborn person?" Chen Jisheng was happy to hear what Xiao Chen said, "I only look at people for their character and nothing else... These girls are so good to you, how can you

Don’t let people down.”

"I know! I'll go after I've had enough to eat and drink. Old man, you should go to bed early." Xiao Chen wiped his mouth and stood up, preparing to run away.

"Sit down!" Chen Jisheng is not confused, okay? You want to leave before the business is finished?

"Old man, I really don't want to think about life-long matters now. Besides, Danqiu is still in the palace. If I want to get married to her, I have to get her out first, right? You also said that you would let her be my wife.

, then don’t we have to marry her first? So we have to discuss this matter later." Xiao Chen said.

"Tsk! You kid always evades me and takes the easy. Marrying a wife means taking a wife, taking a concubine means taking a concubine. Sometimes you can also obey the authority..." Chen Jisheng continued to nag.

"By the way, old man, what do you think of Fengyang King Li Feng?" Xiao Chen changed the subject.

"Li Feng is very similar to his father. He is courageous and courageous, and has great ambitions. However, he is too unscrupulous in his actions. His ruthlessness is even worse than that of Li Wanjiang. And he..." Chen Jisheng's attention was successfully diverted.

But he said Linger.

I leaned on the table with my hands on my cheek and looked at this and that hair, and kept reciting the Emei Flying Sword in my heart. My eyes were sore from looking at it, and my heart was tired from reciting it. I thought about closing my eyes.

I took a rest first, but unexpectedly the bird fell asleep.

In the dream, it was the peak of Mount Emei. Looking around, it was covered with white clouds, with undulating peaks in the clouds, heavy rocks and emerald green, and winding stone paths. Standing here, it looked like a fairyland.

"Who are you?" Ling'er was watching the beautiful scenery and was feeling very relaxed and happy. Suddenly she heard a crisp voice from behind her. She suddenly looked back and saw a woman in green clothes in her thirties looking at her strangely.

"I am Duan Ling'er, Master Ciyun's disciple. Who are you?" Ling'er asked back.

"My name is Xu Momei. I am the person with the gentle breeze, the moth flying into the fire, and the frowning eyebrow." The woman said.

"Ah! How could I dream of you?" Ling'er grinned upon hearing this, "Aren't you the seventh-generation leader of our Emei sect who has the most powerful martial arts? The Emei Flying Sword was created by you, tsk

Tsk tsk, as expected, I have something to think about every day, and something to dream about at night... Huh? Why aren't you a nun?"

"So you still recognize me and know that you are dreaming... Who is the Ciyun you are talking about who is the descendant of my Emei sect?" Xu Momei asked.

"The thirteenth generation!" Ling'er said hurriedly, "I am the fourteenth generation."

"Oh... then how did you get here?" Xu Momei asked again.

"Isn't this a dream?" Linger asked curiously.

"This is not a dream, this is my spiritual realm, but not everyone can come here. I have been here for more than three hundred years, but I have never seen a single Emei disciple who can come in. You are the first

One." Xu Momei said.

"True or false?" Ling'er was surprised, "Can't you?"

"Have you ever practiced the Emei Flying Sword technique?" Xu Momei asked.

"Yeah, just now I just looked at a hair and practiced silently. As I practiced, I fell asleep, so here... what place did you just say this is?" Ling'er said.

"What hair?" Xu Momei asked curiously.

"Fat brother gave it to me. He said that as long as I can see the magic in it, I can learn the Emei Flying Sword..." Ling'er said in detail the transaction between Shangguan Qiji and himself.

"Haha, no wonder, it turns out that it was a disciple of the Shangguan family who helped you. There is nothing mysterious about that hair, it just allows you to calm down... have you seen that sword?" Xu Momei said.

Just point your finger.

Ling'er turned around and looked, only to see a stone tablet standing on the edge of the cliff. On the stone tablet were engraved the three characters "Sacrifice Cliff", and a rusty iron sword was inserted on the stone tablet.

I saw it, so what are you going to do?

"You pull it out." Xu Momei said.

"Okay." Ling'er rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward.

"Don't use your hands," Xu Momei said, "must use your heart."

"Oh, ah?" Ling'er's big eyes widened instantly. Is there something wrong?

"The first step to practice the Emei Flying Sword is to learn how to handle the sword. What is the first sentence of the Emei Flying Sword?" Xu Momei said.

"The human heart likes to be quiet, and there are desires to pull it away. People and spirits want to be clear. If the mind is disturbed, they will be able to drive away their desires, and the mind will be calm and clear, and the mind will be clear..." Ling'er silently recited the mental method in his mind.

Gradually it becomes clearer.

"The sword comes as I wish, but the sword goes without heed!" I thought here, stretched out my finger, and the rusty sword deeply embedded in the stone tablet suddenly vibrated violently, making a tooth-piercing friction sound, and then snapped.

With a loud bang, the entire stone tablet exploded!

"Quack!" Ling'er laughed happily and pointed to the depths of the white clouds, "Fly!"

The rusty sword flew towards the clouds with a swish. Ling'er was very proud when he suddenly felt his arm being pulled by an invisible force. He flew out involuntarily and fell directly into the clouds!

Oh no! Ling'er was shocked, wasn't I in the sword? How could it be that the sword was controlling me?

"Heart and sword unite, don't be distracted!" Xu Momei was nodding in approval, but when he saw Ling'er being dragged by the flying sword, he was yelling in the clouds, baring his teeth and claws, doing somersaults, and three black lines appeared on his forehead.

I just praised you for being smart and talented...

I don’t know how long it took, but Ling’er was finally able to control the flying sword. With his thoughts everywhere, the flying sword suddenly arrived. The light of the sword danced and shone, splitting cracks in the sea of ​​clouds. It was so powerful that even Xu Momo’s eyebrows secretly darkened.

Shocked.

Ling'er's heart was bursting with joy, and she wanted to shout that I had learned how to fly a sword, but what she heard when she opened her mouth was a sharp scream!

"Duan Ling'er, the flying sword is too murderous, don't abuse it, remember this..." Xu Momei's voice was almost inaudible amidst Ling'er's roar...

Xiao Chen and Chen Jisheng were holding candles and talking at night. In the excitement of the conversation, they forgot the time. Suddenly they heard the sound of clappers outside. They hit the third watch, but it was already midnight.

"Oh, it's so late!" Xiao Chen quickly stood up, "You old man, please take a rest."

"I'm getting older, so I don't sleep much and get up early, so it doesn't matter if we chat for a while..." Chen Jisheng was very talkative, saying that the two of them hadn't had such a long face-to-face conversation for a long time.

"Let the fat man prepare some tranquilizing medicine for you later, so that you can sleep naturally every day...Old man, be careful!" Xiao Chen walked to the door and stopped Chen Jisheng who was about to send him out.

But suddenly he saw a sword flashing from behind Chen Jisheng!

Without having time to think about it, he pushed Chen Jisheng away, only to hear a sharp ding sound, and an extremely sharp dagger stabbed into Xiao Chen's arms!

Only then did he see the person coming, and it turned out to be a very handsome young man in his twenties, with a flash of light in his eyes and a chilling air!

This sword was as fast as lightning. Xiao Chen would normally have no time to react, but under certain extreme circumstances, people will burst out with huge potential.
Chapter completed!