Chapter 55

After Yi Yi finished his lecture, Ling Yun went out with Yi Yi, and Yi Yi asked, "what's the harvest?"

"Not big." Ling Yun responded with a smile.

It's easy to stop talking. She is curious about how Ling Yun taught such a strange disciple.

"How are you going to teach?" Easy suddenly asked, a red dress came, Lingyun's eyes just more warm, warm from the heart.

Ling Yun waved to the early morning, and when he came over in the early morning, he asked softly, "no one bothered you when you came here, did you?"

In the early morning, she smiles and shakes her head. She looks at Yi, and Yi also looks at her. Yi, after all, is a Nirvana monk in the nine realms. It's not hard to see that her physical condition in the early morning is not very simple, but she can't see what it is. It's just that she's very good at practicing in the early morning.

Ling Yun naturally can see that his early morning practice qualification is excellent, but he dare not let her practice.

"Christie said you didn't want to see her when you went to the college?" She said that she had applied with the college and would live next door to you

"This is my sister Yi, a fencing teacher in the fencing Academy." Ling Yun almost ignored it.

It's easy to smile but not smile. This boy looks at such a bookish guy and is he still so romantic? I don't say it in the morning. It's absolutely beautiful. In addition, it's Lingyun's maid. It's not wrong to like Lingyun. But Kristi's talent is really very good, and his appearance is also in line with the aesthetics of Kyushu. He even pasted it to Lingyun.

Sure enough, there is a saying in the Kyushu world: "it's true to build a romantic sword."

"Easy, good sister." He called softly in the early morning.

Yi Yi nodded and said to Ling Yun, "every student's dormitory in the academy can lead to a dreamland trial. If they reach a certain level of learning or practice, they can get a certain reward."

"OK, I see." Ling Yun said with a smile, he took Ling Yun to the dormitory, let Ling Yun read a book in it, he went to the lecture room, "this class to the martial arts arena."

"Are you going to teach swordsmanship yourself?" General Weiyuan's daughter's eyes brightened.

Ling Yun didn't answer her question, but said gently: "in the world of Kyushu, sword cultivation is the most powerful, followed by monk Lei FA. But the power of sword cultivation is not achieved overnight. It's not feasible to listen to the theory. Between life and death, the sword will come into being if you practice a lot

The cuckoo's eyes were burning. "I'm not interested in these. I just want to learn from your sword of defeating Lin Hong."

"I'm just a beginner. I can't be a teacher," Ling Yun bowed to the dozen students. "In fact, I'm about your age, but I'm lucky. My husband is OK. If I don't go beyond the rules, you and I can learn from each other and make progress together. My husband can't be all right, and my students can't be wrong. Please give me more advice in the future."

Ling Yun does not feel qualified as a teacher.

In the Confucian Jixia Academy, the master sits opposite to the students, and the students pass on to the master himself. The student's name is Yan Dao. "Mr. Meng can't be all right, and the students can't be wrong. In this sentence, Mr. Meng, a disciple, has entered the Academy."

"When is the school forbidden?" The master twisted his beard with a smile. If he was not bored, how could he come to see the child's every move? However, the more he looked at it, the better he felt. Anyway, he had nothing to do, so it was better to have a look.

That's my child. It can't be too bad.

"Master is right." Yan Dao said with a gentle smile.

The master smiles and shakes his head. It's not easy for him to have a serious disciple. Who did he learn from?

In the martial arts arena of Tianyi academy, Ling Yun stands with his hands down. He is dressed in red and sits quietly not far away. With a faint smile on his face, Ling Yun says faintly: "swordsmanship is a killing skill. It's fast and fierce to make a sword."

"Azalea, come out and show me." Ling Yun likes to do things more seriously, like to be serious, try to do well.

Rhododendron is already eager to try. She comes out and stands with a sword. Ling Yun carries it with one hand, holds the iron sword, and says gently, "OK, let's go."

Ling Yun's momentum is definitely different. "The sword cultivation has a high killing power, not only because of its own cultivation, but also because it is good at finding the enemy's flaws. The most important thing is" broken. "

The cuckoo's sword looks soft and smooth like a pool of spring water, but in fact, it is sharp and sharp. The meaning of sword is quite different from that of sword.

The meaning of sword cultivation comes from sword cultivation itself, and the meaning of sword is the highest level of understanding of sword. Since Du Juan has chosen the path of sword cultivation, her own talent will not be bad.

Ling Yun is not in a hurry. His avoidance is very casual. He seems to have nothing to do. He comes to have a look and sits with him in the early morning. He asks, "your family, Ling Yun, has really studied sword for three years?"

"I haven't met the young master for a long time. I don't know how many years he has studied sword," he said with a smile in the morning. "But since the young master wants to do something, he will do the best."

I'll give you a firm belief in this.

It's easy to smile. Ling's surname is a taboo in the capital, so Ling Yun won't be a fool if he gets reassured. Ling Yun can't be unaware of the old case of King Ling's residence. Why is he so sure that nothing will happen to him?

Moreover, to whom can Ling Yun's swordsmanship be spread? He must not be a mortal who can teach such a disciple. Ling Yun's cultivation talent is not high, even inferior to ordinary people.

In the field, the battle between Ling Yun and Du Juan has fallen into a stalemate. Ling Yun didn't use all his strength. He really fought with pure and simple basic swordsmanship.

Cuckoo said with a smile: "if you don't show some strength, you will lose. Sir, it's a bit embarrassing."

Ling Yun said with a smile, "this set of sword has more defense than attack." Ling Yun points his sword at the center of cuckoo's brow, while cuckoo hesitates to attack because of the lack of time to defend. Ling Yun draws back his sword and signals cuckoo to continue.

Ling Yun attacked Dujuan's armpit, lower abdomen, lower leg, younger generation and throat respectively. His sword was fast, accurate and fierce. However, when he reached the point, Dujuan's face was full of excited smile. The four seasons sword technique can be divided into spring water, summer, autumn moon, winter snow and four seasons collision. It can be invincible, but a single set is also excellent sword technique. Although it can be broken, But it's impossible with ordinary swordsmanship, but Ling Yun did it.

Easy to smile: "wonderful."

Lingyun's sword technique of breaking through the spring water is not so simple. It's not only the basic sword technique, but also the combination of footwork and body technique. The attack is just right. All these are the weak points of Rhododendron.

The four seasons sword technique was created by Shen Lian of Tianyi Academy. He has a high requirement for artistic conception. So far, no one can break his spring water sword technique.

"As the saying goes, all changes can't be separated from weapons. No matter how good the swordsmanship is, it can't be separated from the most basic swordsmanship," Ling Yun asked in a low voice instead of being proud. "So do you want to sharpen your swordsmanship faster and kill more?"

"Yes

Cried the cuckoo first.

The rest of the students are still unconvinced with Ling Yun, but with the basic swordsmanship, Ling Yun's swordsmanship is not bad.

"Before lunch today, you can't use any aura to wield the sword 3000 times. If you can't finish it, you can add another 3000 times until it's ready. Of course, there is no rest time on the way," Ling Yun said with his eyes slightly narrowed. "Of course, if you are not convinced, you can put forward a competition. In terms of swordsmanship alone, if you add other things, I may not be able to fight. "

When people laugh, they don't really say that they want to compete. It's easy to watch. The most severe swordsmanship teachers in the fencing academy dare not really touch the mold. Moreover, Ling Yun is easygoing and has no airs. If he is really old, he may not have beaten some of them.

If you don't use aura, you may be very tired. However, if sword cultivation merges the advantages of the three cultivation systems, their physical strength will not be bad. Compared with Lingyun, they are much more relaxed.

When a student wields a sword, he will find time to practice it. Ling Yun wrote down the move of breaking the spring water sword technique. If there is a set of sword technique, nothing in the world can be broken. How fast is it?

It's easy to watch Ling Yun practice his sword with great interest. Compared with the previous improvisation, Ling Yun has a more methodical routine, but there are many changes in it. Just like the blank space of ink painting, it gives people endless reverie space and extreme visual feast. His sword is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and his angle is very tricky and constantly adjusted.

Easy to smile and say: "Ling Yun, need help feed sword?"

Lingyun fell behind him with a long sword. If Lao song stood still, he reached out to invite him and said, "I can't get it."

Easy to pull the sword out of the sheath, Lingyun light way: "continue to swing the sword, or you can't even eat lunch."

The intersection of long swords, easy and not pressure the realm, just simple sword feeding, just easy to sword, the faster the more fierce, Lingyun resist is more stable, but also from time to time beat back easy, because he found a loophole.

The level of easy sword is gradually improving, and Ling Yun is more and more difficult to deal with it. However, the time for him to break easy sword is getting shorter and shorter, and it is easy to finally stop. He said to Ling Yun, "can you still hold the sword?"

"Why not?"

Ling Yun's hand was shaking slightly, and then it became more and more intense. But his sword holding hand didn't slacken at all. His slow movement on the 13th floor polished his physical meridians. It was easy to ask, "is that how you used to practice sword?"

"Worse than that," Ling Yun said with a bitter smile, "but the effect seems to be good."

Yi Yi nodded and supported Ling Yun in the early morning, but she knew that Ling Yun didn't mean to rely on her at all. Yi Yi suddenly asked, "so did you create that sword skill by yourself, or did you teach it by your husband?"

"Mr. said, Mr. said the world moves, there is no unbreakable reason." Ling Yun said with a light smile that his husband is a great figure of Confucianism, so the drunkard will not be inferior. Although he is different from the first sword God in the world, he will not be inferior.

Then Mr. drunkard has a point.

"That is to say, your husband said it, and you understood it yourself?" Easy to be surprised, Ling Yun is not a fool. He is very smart, but he has poor cultivation ability, but he is very good. This is very contradictory. In fact, it is not contradictory. Some people are born to do something. For example, Ling Yun is born to take a sword and fight for matchlessness.

Ling Yun nodded, "it's just a grass-roots creation. It's not much."

It's easy to twitch slightly at the corners of the mouth. It's just a scratch. It's not so bad? My mother, I beat you with the swordsmanship of the five realms, and you broke it all. Isn't it powerful?

You're not so good at it. Can't you buy a lump of tofu and kill yourself?

Ling Yun also noticed that Yi's face was not right. He scratched the back of his head and was quite proud. He raised the wooden sword in his hand and said, "I'm the great friar of Erjing."

Du Juan and others look at each other. They are really convinced of Ling Yun, but this man's brain melon seed seems to be a little difficult to use. Er Jing... Great monk, this sword skill is a little high.