Wait, co-author, in his countless reincarnations, Rong Yueyuan's sword skills were not passed down because he had no Taoist companion?!
Is this reasonable?!
Song Yizhi's mind didn't turn around for a moment.
Yan Lingyu, who was watching below, really wanted to tut twice.
The fifth elder's abacus, no, the beads in his abacus fell into his face.
It is true that Xicai wants to teach swordsmanship.
It's true to express your feelings.
Rong Yueyuan removed the barrier and said, "Starting from tomorrow morning, I will teach you one move every morning."
Judging from Song Yizhi's talent, it is not difficult to learn, but it takes time to master it.
Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan silently, "Can you not learn?"
"Are you willing not to learn?" Rong Yueyuan asked cunningly.
Song Yizhi: "..."
The temptation of sword moves from the master of swordsmanship!
I can't bear it at all!
"Learn, learn, learn! I'll learn!" Song Yizhi gritted his teeth and spoke fiercely, "Look, I've learned how to defeat you!"
Facing Song Yizhi's "declaration of war", Rong Yueyuan chuckled, and then replied seriously, "Okay, I'll wait for that day."
Yan Lingyu turned away silently.
Could you please be concerned that there is a lonely person here?
"Yan Lingyu and I went to plant flowers and plants." Song Yizhi and Rong Yueyuan said something and ran away happily.
Yan Lingyu looked confused but still followed Song Yizhi.
Rong Yueyuan followed slowly.
In the backyard, there are many flower seedlings piled next to the dug space.
Song Yizhi rolled up his sleeves smoothly, then took out a small shovel and handed it to Yan Lingyu.
"Am I here to be a hard worker?" Yan Lingyu said, then took a small shovel and squatted down to dig a hole and plant flower seedlings.
"That's not it?" Song Yizhi took out a small shovel, looked around and then went to plant on the other side.
After Song Yizhi had planted a tree, Rong Yueyuan came over.
"Are you finished with this set of sword skills?" Song Yizhi asked Rong Yueyuan while digging a hole with a small shovel.
Rong Yueyuan pondered for a while, "Not really, I think there are still one or two moves missing."
Yan Lingyu raised his head and glanced at Rong Yueyuan, with some surprise in his eyes.
Such an amazing set of swordsmanship is not finished yet?
If it is perfected by then, it will be amazing!
"I think so." Song Yizhi said. After burying the flower seedlings, she patted the soil with a small shovel, "You should slowly realize it!"
Rong Yueyuan responded.
Looking at the little girl happily planting flower seedlings, Rong Yueyuan asked, "Zhizhi, do you want to become a sword cultivator?"
"I don't want to." Song Yizhi said without raising his head, "The sword is the weapon I am least good at."
She has learned weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds. In the end, the sword is indeed the weapon she is least good at.
Yan Lingyu:???
Do you have any misunderstandings about not being good at it?
To be honest, before Song Yizhi said these words, Yan Lingyu really thought she was a sword cultivator.
Thinking of Song Yizhi's marksmanship, Rong Yueyuan didn't think there was anything wrong with his words.
"Do you want to become a gunsmith?" Rong Yueyuan asked.
Song Yizhi paused while digging the pit.
Entering Taoism with a gun?
"To be honest, I haven't thought about it yet." Song Yizhi turned to look at Rong Yueyuan, taking a serious look, "Using a gun to enter the Tao... I don't think that is my Tao."
I just prefer to use guns, but I use guns to enter Taoism...
The voice in her heart told her that this was not her way.
"Think slowly, don't rush." Rong Yueyuan said.
Song Yizhi responded.
After planting the flower seedlings, Song Yizhi planted the grass seedlings again.
After watering the roots, Song Yizhi looked at the garden that was beginning to take shape and clapped his hands with satisfaction.
Yan Lingyu looked around and said, "The coolie has finished doing it for you, I'll leave first."
Song Yizhi waved his hand.
After Yan Lingyu left, Song Yizhi was ready to go back to practice.
Seeing Song Yizhi suddenly working hard, Rong Yueyuan was still a little uncomfortable.
…
The next day.
When Bei Xianyue and others saw Song Yizhi practicing, they were surprised.
But this time they adapted quickly.
After a while, a set of basic skills was completed.
Song Yizhi pinched a dust-removing technique and walked towards them.
"You were in the house when we came back yesterday, so we didn't bother you." With that, Bei Xianyue handed the storage bag to Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi took it and took a look. There were all kinds of spiritual plant seeds inside.
"Thank you." Song Yizhi put away the storage bag and said as he walked, "I came back to practice in the afternoon yesterday."
After he came back to practice, Rong Yueyuan left a barrier and left.
Then I came back before dawn today, taught myself the first pose, and left again.
From this, it can be seen that the Weapon Refining City really has a big problem.
Bei Xianyue looked at Song Yizhi in surprise, and then her eyes were filled with relief.
Song Yizhi automatically ignored this pleased look.
Weapon Refining Building.
When the nine people came, it wasn't too early, but it was better than there were empty seats.
"Hey, do you know what happened the day before yesterday?"
"Is it the fight between those few people and the beast master? I know this, I was at the scene!"
"Those few are incredible, but they are all disciples of the three sects!"
"I know that. I also need to know that the most beautiful female cultivator is Song Yizhi from the Changqiu Sect!"
"Song Yizhi? That trash?"
"Yes, that's right, she is the one who asked Young Master Yanling to jump down to save her!"
"How come a disciple of her sect is so close to the aristocratic family?"
"She must have some ulterior motive, but with her appearance and figure, any man would be attracted to her, hehehehe..."
"Hehehe, it's really good, but he's a bit young!"
"It's better to be young, hehehe..."
…
The disgusting laughter along with the obscene words reached the ears of nine people.
Chu He and Shen Zheng immediately clenched their fists, with murderous intent flashing in their eyes.
The rest of the people didn't look too good either.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and pressed Bei Xianyue's hand.
Looking at Bei Xianyue's stern expression, Song Yizhi leaned back in his chair and said slowly, "It's okay."
People can't compete with animals, right?
Bei Xianyue looked at Song Yizhi, who looked calm and gentle, feeling relieved and distressed.
"It's okay!" Wei Ling cursed, then stood up suddenly and raised his hand to hit the group of men.
Don't let a person with a bad mouth like this get used to you. Beat him first and then talk!
The figures of Chu He and Shen Zheng were like sharp arrows leaving the string.
Qin Jianian also rushed forward, looking for dirty spots.
Qin Jiazhang and Baili Qi also rushed over to help, focusing on unity.
Before the group of men had time to react, all kinds of spiritual powers, magic weapons, and fists fell down.
The movement of the group fight instantly attracted countless eyes.
Seeing Chu He and the others fighting one-sidedly, Song Yizhi laughed out loud.
"Thank you for being able to laugh. You have such a big heart." Bei Xianyue poked Song Yizhi's head.
Song Yizhi shook his head, "I'm happy."
Bei Xianyue and Lu Li looked at each other, and finally gave up the plan to add another foot.
This way.
Wei Ling kicked and kicked him while cursing, "Why don't you get up and fight back? You're a loser!"
That group of people were all casual cultivators, and their cultivation was almost in the early stages of foundation building. Wei Ling and the others kicked them down mercilessly, making it impossible for them to get up.
"Look at your thin body. The wild dogs on the roadside are stronger than you. Tsk tsk, are you as thick as an embroidery needle?" Wei Ling kicked him over and then said in a rather exaggerated tone, "Oh! That's how it is.