She's not the devil emperor's nanny!

Chapter 51 2-cargo sword and 2-cargo master

Ling Xuan survived again, and learned how to control the sword every day under Feng Jueqing's words and deeds. By the way, Feng Jueqing also taught him some powerful sword moves, which can be used for self-defense.

"Since you said you want to learn Yujian, you must at least have a magic weapon that is higher than a spirit weapon." Before learning Yujian, Feng Jueqing said.

Ling Xuan immediately took out an ordinary fine steel sword from the storage bag, and Feng Jueqing was speechless for a moment.

"For a sword of this level, the root bone of the sword is too poor." With a look of disgust, Feng Jueqing took the sword in Ling Xuan's hand, filled with spiritual energy, and the bluff-looking fine steel sword actually broke inch by inch and fell to the ground.

Ling Xuan was helpless, this was already the best thing in his hands, and with his cultivation base, it was not easy to get something of this level.

Feng Jueqing thought for a while, then reached into his storage bag, touched for a long time, first took out a silver-blue long sword, looked at it for a while, then glanced at Ling Xuan, shook his head and put it back.Then he took out a thin sword that was like fire and gilt gold, looked at Ling Xuan again, and put it back... and so on several times, finally took out a silvery sword with a pattern like water ripples on the sword , beautiful is beautiful, but it looks far worse than the previous ones.

"Damn!" Ling Xuan couldn't help but lifted the table, and cursed, "Feng Jueqing, what do you mean?"

"Even though the material of these sword embryos is good, and the potential of the root bone is also good, it's a pity that the sword nature is too fierce. With your cultivation, it is difficult to suppress, but it is easy to generate demons. But this Qiushui, the sword nature is soft, it is still suitable for you "Feng Jueqing handed the autumn water to Ling Xuan, and said: "Recognize the master with your hard work, and you can earn it in the spiritual sea to raise it."

"Painful blood?" Ling Xuan didn't understand, he still wanted to stab the sword into his heart to get it... so what kind of hard work?

"Ten fingers connected to a heart." Feng Jueqing shook his head lightly, his long hair at the sideburns swaying, attracting Ling Xuan's attention.Because of this, he relaxed his guard, Feng Jueqing held his hand, and then he bit the knuckle of his index finger.

"Effort blood is the blood of ten fingers." Fingertips hurt slightly, but Ling Xuan couldn't feel it, only Feng Jueqing's handsome face remained in his eyes, his lips with his fingertips in his mouth, and the tip of his tongue licking blood.

It's obviously a weird scene, why is my heart beating so fast?

Ling Xuan's breath became short of breath, he hastily withdrew his hand, and casually smeared blood on the sword, not even paying attention to the golden tablet in the spiritual sea, looking at the wound on his finger, he didn't know what to do.

This kind of wound can be licked, but if you lick it... Isn't it an indirect kiss?

Absolutely not!Can't be shaken anymore!

Ling Xuan put the sword on the ground, and reached into the storage bag with one hand to retrieve the wound medicine, but Feng Jueqing grabbed his wrist, and then sucked his bleeding finger into his mouth, and gently licked it with the soft tip of his tongue. The wound has healed.

"Don't waste time, let's start teaching the art of controlling the sword." Ling Xuan blushed, but Feng Jueqing kept his face as usual, and handed over the formulas and the way to move the true energy in his body to Ling Xuan, and Ling Xuan calmed down and memorized them. , but suddenly a voice sounded in my mind.

"You are my master? So weak!"

Ling Xuan froze, Feng Jueqing immediately noticed his distraction, frowned slightly, and became a little stunned when he saw the Qiushui sword humming slightly in Ling Xuan's hand.

"You are?" Ling Xuan said to the voice with his spiritual sense.

"Huh! Who is this young master? Of course, everyone in the sky and the earth knows everyone. He punches the sword sect, kicks the beast clan, and the famous 72nd generation holy sword Qiushui sword! Hurry up and burn incense, respectfully and benign Master speak!"

Boxing swordsman?Kick the orcs?

The famous 72nd generation holy sword?

What kind of middle school kid is this?Thanks to you for choosing such a gentle name as Qiushuijian, and for bathing and burning incense, respectful and respectful?

Ling Xuan threw the Qiushui sword on the ground with a snap, and stepped on the sword with one foot.

Damn Lao Tzu has suffered enough bird anger since he came to this world, you want to bully Lao Tzu even with a broken sword?

Feeling a little uneasy about stepping on it, Ling Xuan simply jumped up and stepped N feet on Qiushuijian's thin as a cicada's wing sword until it begged for mercy.

"Fuck! You, you, you..." Qiu Shui was so angry that he couldn't speak coherently, but Ling Xuan was its owner, and he was still restrained by the lavender beads, so he couldn't resist.

"What me? You are my sword, so you have to listen to me, understand?"

"Bastard Master!"

"What did you say?" Continue to step on it, anyway, this sword is good, and it won't be broken if you step on it a little more.

"No, no, no! Am I wrong? I'm wrong, good master! Good master!" Not only the second grader, but also a spineless guy.

"Hmph! It's good to know you're wrong!"

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The interaction of one person and one sword here is particularly interesting. Feng Jueqing looked at it in a daze. He didn't expect that Qiushuijian would produce a sword spirit in such a short time, but looking at these two people, I couldn't help it... "Pfft..."

Ling Xuan, who was venting his anger towards the sword, froze for a moment, turned his head to look, and saw Feng Jueqing holding his right hand in front of his lips. He couldn't help laughing, and then he laughed out loud, making Ling Xuan and Qiu Shui laugh. Even the swords were embarrassed, one came down from the sword in a numb manner, and the other flew up from the ground, shaking the dirt on his body.

"Stop laughing..." Ling Xuan tugged on Feng Jueqing's sleeve, and said with embarrassment: "Teach me how to control the sword first...don't laugh!"

"Hahaha..." Feng Jueqing managed to stop laughing, but the originally cold person smiled like a child, his handsome brows and eyes softened, vaguely resembling the fool at that time.

Ling Xuan froze for a moment, but shook his head to get rid of the throbbing in his heart.

Ling Xuan would soon be able to fly staggeringly. Originally, Ling Xuan thought that he had done a good job, but he was hit mercilessly by Feng Jueqing.

His grades are similar to most of the disciples of the Promise Demon Sect.

However, the talent in running away Yujian is mediocre, but Ling Xuan's results in alchemy are much better. Even Lan Juexin finds it incredible that he can skillfully refine the lowest-level Bigu Pill and Xiaohuan Pill in just a few days. Try it today The first-order spirit pill, Xuanyuan Dan, almost succeeded.

"Unbelievable, Brother Ling, you really make me feel ashamed." Lan Juexin looked at Ling Xuan's semi-finished product, exclaimed, and said, "It took me a lot of effort to refine this Xuanyuan Pill back then. "

"Really?" Because of the failure, Ling Xuan was a little sad. This alchemy was a bit like a game to him. It was to use the spiritual knowledge to control the fire to refine the medicinal materials in the cauldron, and then blend the medicinal power. As long as you are calm enough, in fact He didn't think it was too difficult, at least it was much easier than sorting out the sales reports for the entire southeast region.

It's just that as the wedding time approaches, he must be proficient in alchemy as soon as possible, and then be able to refine the second-level elixir as soon as possible. As long as this is done, he will be done with one thing.

Then... he can implement his third escape plan!