Sang Luo opened her eyes in the wind and snow, and Feng Li's sword buzzed and flew towards her direction——
The girl spun up, held the sword, raised her hand and swung the sword, splitting the wind and snow in two, leaving a sword mark on the ice that had not melted for thousands of years, and the moment she sheathed the sword, the cold
The ice cracked inch by inch, and finally turned into powder, blending into the wind and snow all over the sky.
Changli Sword Master looked at her sword and smiled lightly,
"You have done a great job in integrating Dao sword and Fengli sword technique with Haoran sword intention."
Sang Luo sheathed his sword, looked at Changli Sword Master, raised his eyes and smiled,
"It's Master who gave me good advice!"
If it weren't for her master's guidance, she probably wouldn't be able to master it even in half a year.
As soon as she said these words, there was a buzzing of phoenixes from the back mountain, and then there was the sound of sword energy surging and soldiers fighting hand to hand.
Changli Sword Master rubbed his brow,
"The fighting started again, you go and take a look."
With Song Qingyun, a young apprentice here, he really didn't dare to say that he taught well.
Sang Luo looked at Hou Shan's kung fu. Wasn't his junior brother always very well-behaved?
Why are you so impetuous these days?
Could it be that he was stimulated by Lin Qinghan?
Changli Sword Master saw the confusion in Sang Luo's eyes, rubbed his brow, and said distressedly,
"It seems that there is some conflict between his Chongming Sword Art and the Fengli Sword Art that I modified before, but I have been researching for more than a month and still can't find a way to solve this problem."
After all, Chongming Sword Master is the same sword master as him, and he has been around for a longer time. The two sword skills collided in his body, causing his little apprentice to be very angry recently, and for a while, he was still
I really can't find a solution.
This is probably the reason why sect disciples never worship two masters at once. If the two masters they worship are not familiar enough and accept the inheritance too hastily, there is a high possibility of a collision of spiritual energy.
However, this kind of situation does not happen often, and Song Qingyun was very unfortunate to encounter it.
If it were the usual mental skills and sword techniques, that would be fine, but now he has the inheritance of two sword masters, and these two inheritances are both the most pure mental skills of the Yang Zhiyang. They collided with each other at this moment, and it was really...
Not easy to handle.
Su Changli also felt a headache.
Sang Luo was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
"Master, don't worry, I'll go see him."
After saying this, Sang Luo ran away without a trace.
Su Changli pressed his forehead in distress, continued to open the book and began to search for information.
After looking at it for a long time, he sighed again.
He couldn't find the solution in these books. It seemed that he had to go to the library.
In the back mountain, in a field of ice and snow, Song Qingyun was on fire. The Chongming Sword Spirit and the Phoenix Cubs divided into two groups to restrain him.
Seeing Sang Luo coming over, the Phoenix cub couldn't stand it any longer.
"Hurry up and take care of your junior brother!"
What the hell is this?!
It was promised that he should practice hard and not worry about other things, but this month or so has almost tortured him to death!
Song Qingyun's originally clear and bright eyes were now glowing with a manic red light, and his expression was painful.
"Senior sister, save me, I'm dying of heat! I can't stand it anymore!"
Sang Luo came closer and raised his hand to explore the spiritual energy in his body. He didn't know it, but he was shocked when he saw it.
Two strong spiritual auras are rushing around the body, and if one is not careful, the body will explode and die.
Sang Luo didn't look very good. He looked at Chongming Sword Spirit and asked,