The four people's expressions were dull for a few minutes, as if they didn't expect Gongming Shangshen to have such a hobby, and the expressions on their faces changed again and again, as if they were constipated and indescribable.
"After three hours of reading, will senior brother come and teach me?" Zhu Shang asked again.
this……
True Lord Xuanzi's face was hot, but he still tried to show off the airs of the True Lord, and said calmly: "Gongmingshan is mainly self-study, and the master will sometimes give a few words."
The master took in the door, allowed him to be free, and relied entirely on himself for cultivation.
After hearing this, Zhu Shang completely gave up on this senior brother.
In comparison, Huanxi Buddha is much more reliable.
Although he was also free, he at least gave her enough freedom and would not force her to read the script.
When Zhenjun Wuwu, who had always lowered his sense of presence, heard this, he gave Zhenjun Xuanzi a rare look of sympathy.
It turns out that Penglai is not just his master, but he doesn’t look like a master.
In order to create opportunities for them to be alone, God Gongming created a study room for them to use and required them to stay there for three hours every day.
Zhu Chang looked around, expecting to find a few high-level magic books, but he didn't expect that the entire study was filled with all kinds of love story books he had collected.
Each bookshelf is carved with categories from fine sacred wood.
[General], [Swordsman], [Imperial Power]...
Guo Mang and others were stunned.
Zhu Shang has strong adaptability, so he randomly picked up two books, took out a blank book from the space bag, and quickly recorded it with a spell.
First, I drew a mind map to clarify the relationship between the characters.
Then record the plot arrangement: the beginning, first encounter, emotional development process, and mark important emotional turning points.
Finally summarize the central idea.
The book is not very thick, and I finished it in an hour and a half after reading it with a task in mind.
The four students accompanying him were still reading with grimaces. Zhu Shang suddenly cast a spell to push the bookshelves in the study room in both directions. The sound of wood grinding attracted them.
"Have you finished memorizing it?" Guo Mang was shocked.
True Lord Xuanzi reminded: "My master asked very detailed questions."
"I've finished memorizing it." Zhu Shang didn't want to talk to them anymore, so he made a barrier in the open space of the study and entered the barrier to continue practicing his sword.
This set of sword techniques is called "A Thousand Miles of Blood". The more you practice it, the more powerful and subtle it becomes. If you use spiritual energy to move it, the body-tempering power in the sword techniques will flow out, and the limbs and bones will emit little golden light.
Over and over again, she felt like she had discovered something. She tried to find it based on her feelings, and unconsciously found herself in a wonderful atmosphere.
Spiritual power was injected into the God-Slaying Sword, his eyes were like torches, and he swung the sword with all his might.
The sword cuts the heaven and the earth, and cuts the blood thousands of miles away!
A blade of sword intent split open the barrier she had set up with the terrifying power of splitting the world. When it approached the bookshelf, it was blocked by a ray of green light, leaving only a shadow.
Liu Shi was frightened, but luckily he blocked it. If he damaged Patriarch Gongming's bookshelf, he wouldn't be able to collect the spiritual crystals to compensate.
"Sword intent!" Guo Mang said in shock.
The other three people also looked shocked.
How many days have you been practicing this sword technique?
This is how I figured out the meaning of the sword. The young master is really a martial arts wizard.
To create the sword intention in such a short time, she must be very focused and fully devoted to the sword technique.
There are rumors outside that she is lustful, but she has been practicing diligently since she accompanied them to school, and she doesn't seem to be interested in their looks.
"Xuanzi Zhenjun, can you help me create a barrier?" Zhu Shang was inspired by the sword intent just now, with a happy face and a soft and sweet tone unconsciously.
Seeing that she was so well-behaved and studious, True Lord Xuanzi lowered his guard a little and responded: "Okay."
Zhu Shang, who entered the barrier, was like a tiger returning to the mountain. After feeling for the sword's intention, he was filled with murderous aura. With another slash, the sword's intention turned into a golden dragon roaring, shaking the heaven and the earth.
After seeing the phantom clearly, the expressions of the four people changed drastically, and they recognized the origin of the sword technique.
"A thousand miles of bloodshed!"
Isn’t this the unique skill of the God of War in the Nine Heavens?
The God of War of the Nine Heavens has not accepted any disciples, and all his techniques have been lost after his death in the War of Witches and Immortals.
Unexpectedly, this set of sword skills was used in Penglai. It seems that the god really loves this young apprentice.
God Gongming wanted to come and see them, but as soon as he arrived, he saw Zhu Shang wielding a sword, and the four of them looked dumbfounded.
Not bad, it would be better if Zhu Shang's murderous aura was less intense.
Returned satisfied.
When three hours were up, Zhu Shang left a message: "Everyone, I'm going to practice."
He carried the knife and ran outside.
The rich aura of Gongming Mountain is calling her!
She turned around and found a hidden grassland, where she lay down like a hungry tiger pouncing on food. Countless golden energy seemed to sense the emptiness of her spiritual field, and poured in like a river flowing into the sea without her special guidance.
A trace of warmth flowed through her body, and she hummed softly in comfort.
A black wooden hairpin suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and the hand holding it was pale and slender. She looked up and saw Liu Jiulian sitting on the grass with his hair loose, looking at her intently.
"Hairpin." He said softly.
Zhu Shang took the hairpin and said, "Turn it over."
Hearing this, Liu Jiulian's eyes finally brightened up, and he turned around obediently, facing her with the back of his head.
The hairpin was in good condition, so she said again: "Turn it back."
He turned back obediently and continued to look at her intently.
Zhu Chang couldn't help but curse, how could such a well-behaved weapon spirit be willing to force him into a bloodthirsty and cruel appearance.
"Xiao Jiu, did you hurt Senior Sister and Guo Mang that day at Dan Pavilion?" She had a serious face and planned to reason with him.
Liu Jiulian's eyes darkened, but he didn't lie.
"it's me."
Sure enough, it was him. Zhu Sang asked: "Why did you do that?"
"They hurt you, and I won't let go of anyone who hurts you." When he said this, his tone was low and cold, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty and madness.
As soon as he recalled Zhu Shang's painful appearance at that time, he wanted to kill those people in pieces.
Seeing that Zhu Shang was shocked by him, he reacted, suppressed the murderous intent on his face, and returned to his well-behaved appearance.
Only then did Zhu Shang regain his composure, reached out to touch his head, and taught him softly: "Isn't it okay now? Violence cannot solve the problem. We must learn to see the essence through the phenomenon. Senior sister is doing it for my own good.
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"Yeah." Liu Jiulian nodded obediently.
Seeing that he was so obedient, Zhu Sang asked tentatively: "Xiaojiu, did you recall some memories?"
Liu Jiulian paused, nodded and said, "I remember something."
"Can you tell me a little bit?"
Liu Jiulian shook his head: "They are all bad memories."
"Let's forget the bad memories. Now you are my spirit."
"You no longer have to live in war and fighting. I want to be the strongest god in the world and protect the weak. Are you willing to go with me?"
She raised her chin slightly, her eyes were bright, and she had a righteous air surrounding her that shone brightly, making people feel ashamed.
A similar female voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
"God gave me the body of a divine womb in order for me to fulfill the responsibility of creating the world. The right way of God is to support the weak."
Help the weak?
Who is weak and who is strong has nothing to do with me.
Under Zhu Shang's gaze, he nodded slightly. This chapter has been completed!