Chapter 466

If Xueji really learned Chengtian sword, how long did it take her?

This is a question worth pondering and careful calculation, because it will inevitably become a record in the history of Castle Peak.

Jing Jiu asked Tong Yan to teach Xueji how to communicate with human beings normally, and then came to Xuehu to set up an array and prepare to sharpen her sword. Tong Yan took out bronzes, porcelain and those books at the same time, which was more than ten minutes at most.

No, there should be less time.

Well nine reached out and took the book that floated in front of him and burned it into smoke with a sword fire.

Looking at the smoke, he thought silently in his heart that Xueji had finished reading it before Tong Yan walked into the meditation room.

There was no change in his expression, but his mood was not so.

He has been closed to Shangde peak and Shenmo peak all the year round, and rarely joined the WTO. However, after all, he has lived long enough and is well-informed, especially after reading the notes left by his senior brother.

He has never seen or even imagined the existence of Xueji.

Chengtian sword is the main sword of Tianguang peak. It is a compulsory and unique skill of the leader of green mountain. Taking the sword as the array is only as complex as Qingrong peak's unprovoked sword. It is still more mysterious. It is extremely difficult to get started.

How many years did Gu Qing first learn this sword technique? How many years did Liu spend when he was ten? Where's Zhuo rusui?

How many years did he use Liu CI? How many years has it taken, elder martial brother? What about yourself?

For hundreds of years, Castle Peak has been inferior to countless Kendo talents.

Not as good as her.

Well nine is not discouraged, but some feel that the gap between life classes is so large.

Just like the moment before, Tong Yan thought of his face in the meditation room.

It's really boring.

"The things Tong Yan wants to teach you are really boring. If you don't want to learn, don't learn."

Well nine looked at Xueji and said.

He has decided not to teach her anything.

At this speed, she may only need a few days to master all the cultivation methods in the history of the Terran.

Most importantly, if she learned about human hypocrisy, conspiracy and sometimes unreasonable indiscriminate impulse through those books, it would really be a big deal.

"But... Do you want to learn go? One of the pieces is very similar to your eyes and looks good. "

Well nine suddenly asked.

Qing'er confirmed that the chess player was not only heart but also thick faced. He couldn't help covering his face with transparent wings, but he couldn't hide the shame on his little face.

Xueji looked at Jing Jiu quietly.

If someone else, even Zhuo rusui, who has such a thick skin, would feel a little embarrassed under such eyes, but Jing Jiu wouldn't calm down and said, "I said no, I can't go to that place myself for the time being, and there's no way to take you there, unless you can help me reach that state as soon as possible."

Qing'er knew where the place he said was. He couldn't help looking at him and thought, is this the meaning of asking her to help you fly?

Such a brazen request can be said so calmly and naturally. That's... Enough!

Well nine naturally won't expect Xueji to agree to her request on the spot. She just foreshadows in advance. Who knows what will be useful in hundreds of years.

The sword array was broken. Naturally, he couldn't sharpen his sword. He picked up qingtianjian and left the snow lake.

Xueji followed her under the quilt and looked like a floating little girl ghost.

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Childe Li woke up and thought about the immortal teacher who suddenly appeared in front of him and the terrible snow frost. It took a long time to recover.

He was ready to leave with Guqin in his arms. When he passed the stone bridge, he just saw the picture of Xueji following Jing Jiu.

Jingjiu stood in front of the * * * Tai and touched her head like an elder. He didn't know what to say.

Childe li felt a little strange, but his sight was attracted by Xueji.

That should be the little girl who was pressed in the quilt mountain the night before yesterday?

Childe Li thought that her illness was really better. He was surprised and was very happy. He thought of his worry at that time and laughed at himself.

I'm just a mortal, trying to save an immortal.

Just like when I knew that the girl was ill, I still wanted to ask for pills for her.

That's ridiculous.

Childe Li, holding the guqin, turned and walked outside the nunnery. His back was a little lonely.

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Every immortal has a different way.

Tong Yan looked at the figure fading away and silently thought of these four words.

He knew that this person didn't play the piano for himself, but for the elder of Shuishui Yuean. However, whether infatuation or long-term love, or just some kind of distant view, it was always futile.

When embarking on the road of cultivation, we must first understand this truth. The length of longevity is different, the world level is different, and the old relatives and friends will always walk away and eventually face each other across the grave.

He understood this truth when he was five years old. It is said that he would not have any emotion, but it may be that the similar situation made him feel some pity for this person.

He went back to the meditation room and was ready to put away the bronzes and porcelain. Tomorrow, he went to Dayuan city to give it to childe Li. Since Xueji didn't want to learn these, it's no use keeping them around. At this time, he suddenly felt something wrong. When he went to the window, he found that there were waves on the lake and the cosmofront stopped on it. Xueji stood at the head of the sword wrapped in a quilt, Jingjiu stood behind her, qingtianjian tied behind her, and qinger sat on his shoulder. Are you ready to leave now? Tong Yan thought how to shield Xueji's cold? Does Jing Jiu have a way to take the lamp array in the nunnery with him? And I haven't put my things away yet. Thinking about these things, he suddenly saw the apology in Qing'er's eyes, and his heart sank“ I can't help it. Qingtianjian is in his hand. " Qing'er said with a wronged face. Tong Yan didn't speak. Without hesitation, he offered a magic weapon and rushed to the lake. It's day now. In the blue sky, the spring day is very bright, but it suddenly becomes dark for several minutes. The immortal lights in the nunnery lit up at the same time. The secret connection between them formed an extremely solid array. A loud bang. The magic weapon flew back. Tong Yan knew that the lamp array of the Shuiyue nunnery was also used to deal with herself, in addition to isolating the cold on Xueji! The cosmic front made a slight hum, and the fine lines on the lake were more dense. Tong Yan said to Jing Jiu, "you really rob?" Jingjiu said, "I won the bet with Qilin in Guocheng temple. Qingtianjian should have let me use it for a period of time. You can practice here at ease and return it to you when you want to go to the West Sea." Tong Yan frowned and thought how did you know I was going to the west sea? He asked, "she will be found. What will you do then?" Xueji's blood is too strong. The cold in her body can move the world. Where can a quilt cover it? Well nine said, "I'm leaving." There was no sign of Xueji's action, and the longevity lights on the trees around the snow lake shook. Hundreds of sword ideas spilled out from the cosmic front, and fell with Xueji's consciousness, like an invisible rope on the quilt. This is Chengtian sword technique. The chill on Xueji's body was locked and no longer leaked. At this time, she looked like a little girl who forgot to add firewood, was afraid of the cold, and was tightly wrapped in a quilt on the Kang during the new year Childe Li left the nunnery and walked out of the mountain. Not long after walking, he came to the intersection of two streams. There is a pond with many lotus flowers in it. It's spring now. I've just experienced a terrible cold in late spring. Naturally, there are no new Lotus branches, only the remnant leaves of last year. It looks very bleak. He stood by the lotus pond, silent, not knowing what he was thinking. Suddenly something fell from the sky. Right in front of him, he subconsciously reached out to take it and found it was a small porcelain vase. He looked up and saw a sword light flying towards the sky. The sword light soon disappeared into the sky. He looked at the sky quietly and didn't look back for a long time. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.