Chapter 502： Canggu Mountain Lake Flying Sword

The witch Ye Youying didn't answer, just wiping her cheeks.

After washing off the charcoal ash that I applied, the bright and shiny skin was a bit ruddy. I have to say that this witch girl looks really good. If I have to say, she is so qualified to be a maid.

Zhu Minglang also washed and tidyed up his clothes.

Sure enough, Mingxiu and Lin Zhong came to knock on the door early in the morning. They brought breakfast and planned to show them both.

"The two of you slept last night..." Lin Zhong glanced at the witcher Ye Youying, she couldn't help but wondered, as if she didn't know where this stunning and beautiful woman came from.

Was it because it was too dark yesterday, or because the dust on her face was washed away, she was so pretty and charming, no wonder this young master was going to elope with her maid!

"Sorry, I almost didn't recognize it." Lin Zhong explained awkwardly.

"It's rare to be able to enter the White Sword Sect. I heard that the sword is elegant and the sword is as gentle as water, but the power is no less than the stormy sea, just to ask you for advice." Zhu Minglang said.

"Where and where, the swordsmanship of your Yaoshan Sword Sect is excellent, but if I wish brothers want to observe, we can also arrange it." Lin Zhong said.

I wish Minglang sincerely want to learn.

Whether it is the Fighting Sword School, the Flying Sword School, or other schools of swordsmanship, they all have a point of integration. Every sword awakening requires a huge amount of energy, and this energy can only be supplemented by some special gold tools. More understanding of some unique flying sword techniques, so that it is also convenient for the sword spirit dragon to display more powerful abilities.

This White Clothes Sword Sect has a deep background, and the old lady Jianzun has mentioned this Zonglin many times.

When they arrived at their sword training hill, Zhu Minglang saw that these people were facing a long valley and were practicing swords. They also practiced the skill of flying swords. Everyone used their fingertips to control the sword. It is by mind.

Zhu Minglang saw them controlling the flying swords and flying towards the valley leaning toward the mountain lake. You can see that these flying swords are all along a path, flying farther and farther, and they are uniform, standing on the mountain. Looking at the past from a distance, Ping Chu, like a silver ribbon, is swimming across the Changgu Mountain Lake.

"Isn't Brother Zhu also flying sword style, do you want to try it?" Female swordsman Mingxiu said.

"How to try?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Look at this Canggu carefully. There are some wooden stakes on both sides of the Canggu. From where we are standing to the mountain lake, there are a total of 86 wooden stakes in the Canggu. We Baisang Jianzong The sword master of the Flying Sword Sect will use this as a test, that is, controlling his flying sword through this long valley, reaching the mountain lake, and hitting as many stakes as possible." Mingxiu said with a smile.

Zhu Minglang stood on the hillside and looked over. The long valley is long. In the nearby valleys and trees, you can clearly see the red wooden stakes, but at a little further away, the wooden stakes are as small as a green onion. And when you get to the mountains and lakes, you can hardly see those human-shaped wooden stakes...

"I can't even see it, how can I hit the stake?" Ye Youying, the witch girl, was also a little confused.

"Of course it is impossible to ask for eighty-six stakes to be hit. This is just our pursuit of the ultimate, so that our disciples can continuously break through themselves. Moreover, flying sword swordsmanship emphasizes disease. Every time you arrive at the mountain and lake, you cannot Half an quarter past this drop of pot clock." Mingxiu pointed her finger at the next stone platform.

On the stone platform, there is an old clepsydra, a clock with precision scales.

"This is a relatively difficult flying sword test. We generally only ask the disciples to control the flying sword to reach the mountain lake within a large mark of the drip clock."

"Later, we will ask the disciples to hit as many wooden stakes as possible within this large mark time."

"There is a column with a name next to the stone platform. We will record the best results and sort them..."

"Wish brother, do you want to try it?"

Both Lin Zhong and Mingxiu seemed to want to see the strength of the sword master of the Sword Sect of Mount Yao, which was a kind invitation.

The other disciples who practiced swords, they heard that Zhu Minglang was from the Sword Sect of the Remote Mountain, and they all stopped practicing and gathered in a circle to watch.

Zhu Minglang raised his head and glanced at the pillar of naming, and asked, "This is the top record, is it Brother Lin Zhong?"

Lin Zhong smiled without saying a word.

"It's a good practice method, but it shouldn't be too difficult for me, right, Xiao Tanhua." Zhu Minglang raised her eyebrows at the witch Ye Youying.

The witch girl Ye Youying showed a very perfunctory smile, just showing the smile on her face, without any compliment in her heart.

"Brother I wish, don't underestimate this Changgu practice. After all, the farther the flying sword is from the controller, the harder it is to achieve accuracy." Lin Zhong reminded.

"Under our feet, there are a few wooden stakes not far away. It is really not difficult to hit, but in the middle of Hase, even in the second half Feijian falling out of control is also a common occurrence. "Mingxiu was a little arrogant, and she looked like she was waiting to see the results.

"Then please help me time it." Zhu Minglang walked to the extended sword training platform.

The sword spirit dragon is behind Zhu Minglang. There is obviously no sword bag, but it seems to be carrying it on his back. As Zhu Minglang walks, its distance from Zhu Minglang will not change in any way.

With a hand pointing towards the sky, the sword spirit dragon unsheathed out of thin air, and instantly jumped to a high place. The red glow was shining slightly, not dazzling, but it gave a sharp and cold feeling.

At this moment, the eyes of the witch Ye Youying stared at Zhu Minglang.

Ye Youying was naturally a little curious as to what strength this man from Yaoshan Sword Sect was.

The posture of pulling the sword out of the sheath is very cool and handsome, and the movements are very skillful...

The disciples of the Baishang Jianzong saw Zhu Minglang's move, they couldn't help but exclaimed several times.

But not all swordsmen can master such a handsome lead sword out of the sheath!

"Brother Zhu, he should be very strong. I felt it last night." Lin Zhong said in a low voice to Mingxiu next to him, looking very much looking forward to it.

"Flower posture, anyone can practice more, but this test of Hase Mountain Lake, he may not be able to complete it." Mingxiu said.

...

Standing on the edge of the mountain platform, Zhu Minglang put on a lot of handsome sword postures, the sword eyebrows are like stars, the mind and the sword are integrated, the fingertips are the rudder, and the sword spirit dragon is perfectly controlled to fly over this long valley!

Of course, this is just a false flying sword sword master.

Really, he was completely out of concentration, still thinking that the noodle soup tasted good in the morning, and then casually ordered Jian Linglong: "Moxie, poke the wooden stakes along the way when flying over."

As for those imperial sword moves that seem to be handsome and handsome to outsiders, just show off!