"The art of sword control stresses the mutual understanding between people and swords."

As he spoke, Chu Yi directed xuan'er sword with his own spiritual power.

Ning Huan Xin looked at one side for a few eyes, at first a little careless, slowly, she also began to be serious, into the state.

Chu Yi's explanation is very careful and his action is very slow. He seems afraid that Ning Huanxin can't understand.

After a while, he suddenly put away the xuan'er sword, turned his head and looked at Ning Huanxin: "do you understand? Try it

"Well."

Ning Huanxin was eager to try. Hearing Chu Yi's words, she immediately released the Jinghong sword. Then, according to the method just explained by Chu Yi, she slowly released her spiritual power, but did not rush to control the Jinghong sword. Instead, she infiltrated the body of Jinghong sword with her own spiritual power and spiritual power. She swam on it several times, Sure enough, slowly, Ning Huan got a response.

Although it is just a feeling, very light, but rather happy really feel.

This sword, in response to her, close to her!

"I feel it!"

Rather Huan heart happy bad, immediately excited to shout, looked at Chu Yi.

The next second, she suddenly took it back with a bright smile on her face.

Smile at the enemy.

Rather happy smile to come fast, go also fast, fleeting, just like gorgeous fireworks.

Chu Yi stares at Ning Huanxin's face and her sudden cooling smile. He squints.

"You can continue to practice, just teach you this today. You can't be greedy

In particular, don't be greedy

Something that shouldn't belong to you at all, or People.

Chu Yi floats away, Ning Huan Xin continues to concentrate on communicating with Jing Hong Jian. It turns out that even if a sword has no soul, she has her own emotions.

It's amazing.

I don't know how long it has passed. Ning Huanxin has been communicating with Jinghong sword until she feels that the sword in her hand is like a part of her body, which can be used as she wishes.

At this time, a voice suddenly came, if there was nothing like it -

"Feng Yan asked to see the master of the Chinese nation!"

"Brave general Fengyan, please see the national master!"

General?

Hear this voice, Ning Huan heart suddenly stopped action.

Isn't Feng Yan the man who mistook himself as his sister?

Why is he here again?

Ning Huan heart is a little curious, can not help but put up the startled Hong sword, and then quickly walked out.

Outside the palace, the sun shines brightly.

Feng Yan was dressed in a black military general's robe, handsome and handsome.

At this time, he was standing upright outside the palace of national master, with a dignified and sincere look at the gate.

"Creak."

At this time, the heavy door was finally slowly pulled from the inside.

Feng Yan's spirit immediately shakes, and his eyes are tense looking at the gate.

The gate of the national master's hall is rarely opened. Every time it is opened, it is a big event.

Of course, during this period, the door of the national master's hall was opened several times. For example, the saint was sent back to his home, and then the saint was sent back.

After that

In short, every time has something to do with Fengjia.

is surrounded by Eyeliner around the imperial city. Many influential people, including his majesty, are secretly observing everything in the national temple.

They did not dare to monitor the master, but they were afraid that they would miss the opportunity to please him.

At this time, all the doors of the national master hall were opened, and a graceful figure appeared in front of Feng Yan.

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