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When Lian Na saw how Long Teng was always restless and restless, she was very worried in her heart. His heart ached again. He looked at his beloved everyday with an unhappy expression. Lian Na was also worried. He didn't know what to do. Lian Na finally could not hold it in any longer. He wanted to go over and have a chat with Long Teng, hoping that he could solve some of the young master's problems. However, he was afraid that the young master didn't like him asking questions. Lian Na felt conflicted in her heart.

This was also the reason why Lian Na couldn't make up her mind to ask Soaring Dragon for the past few days. This could also be due to the rules of this world. The master-servant thinking was too strong. But after a few days, when he saw Long Teng's worried face everyday, the earlier hope that the young master could figure it out for himself had already disappeared. Lian Na decided to chat with the young master. Even if the young master didn't like it, she hoped that the young master would be happy. Lian Na walked to the side of the Soaring Dragon with a resolute expression, quietly waiting for the Soaring Dragon to finish cultivating. He silently watched the streams of purple sunlight, brought by the rising sun, merge into the body of the Soaring Dragon. This was also the result of the Soaring Dragon's efforts over the past ten or so days. During these ten or so days, the Soaring Dragon discovered that the effect of absorbing the purple gas from the rising sun was much better, ten times better than other times. This was because the sun had just appeared, and the moon had yet to completely set.

Moonlight and daylight existed at the same time, and the two complemented each other. The sun and moon essence were the most concentrated. Not only was the absorption speed of the dragon core in the Soaring Dragon's body quickened, the conversion speed of the dragon core into dragon qi was also quickened, and it was also very pure. One morning's training was comparable to ten hours of training in other times. At the same time, the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth was the densest in the morning, so the Soaring Dragon chose this time to cultivate. At other times, he would let the sword and dragon core in his body practice on their own. This way would not only not affect his cultivation speed, but would also leave him plenty of time. Long Teng brought Lian Na around to find magical beasts for practice in the morning and practiced his sword arts in the afternoon. At night, he reflected on his shortcomings. Therefore, during this period of time, both Long Teng and Lian Na had made great progress. Especially Lena. This was mainly because the Soaring Dragon had already fallen into the devil's trap, just like you're thinking of a problem. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. The effect was almost negligible.

Lian Na sat beside Long Teng, constantly swinging her hair to ease the tension in her heart. The time to wait was always long and hard. Happy times are always short. The lazy Eunuch Sun finally climbed the hill, and the beautiful Moon Sis descended. The purple hue of the Soaring Dragon slowly faded. Lian Na's heartbeat sped up. Bang! Bang! Bang! The sound seemed to have reached his throat and was about to jump out. Lian Na saw that the purple light around Long Teng's body was becoming fainter and fainter, and his heartbeat became faster and faster. Lina was nervous, scared. He was afraid that the young master would hate him because of what he was about to say. However, he was more afraid of seeing his young master unhappy. He anxiously waited for the purple gas on Long Teng's body to disappear.

"Ah!" Long Teng moaned softly. After training just now, he could clearly feel his own improvement, so of course he would feel happy. At this moment, the Soaring Dragon seemed to have forgotten its worries regarding the sword technique. He had just stretched his stiff body. The lingering worries and worries in his heart made him forget about his own happiness. That sorrow climbed up in his heart and was unable to be dispelled.

"Hey." The sorrow turned into a long sigh. This sorrowful sigh, when it came to Lian Na's ears, it was like ten thousand sharp swords stabbing into her heart. The waves of heart-piercing pain made Lian Na more determined to ask the Young Master what troubles she had and to hope that she could help him. Even if the young master didn't like him because of this.

Lian Na also stood up, moving closer to Long Teng, and asked in a concerned and gentle voice: "Young Master, do you have any worries? "Can you tell me? Maybe I can help you." When Long Teng heard Lian Na's question, he was stunned for a moment. Long Teng thought to himself, I have a problem with the sword art, while Big Sister Lian Na's cultivation is low. She can't possibly help me. He decided not to tell her.

This was only the Soaring Dragon's idea. If he didn't know what Lian Na was thinking, he wouldn't think this way.

Thus, he said, "There is nothing to worry about. Big Sister Lian Na, you worry too much. " When Lian Na heard this, she thought that Long Teng was unhappy and didn't like her asking about his matters. But when he thought about how Long Teng was always troubled, he felt his heart ache again. Thus, he made up his mind and decided to pursue the matter to the end.

"Young Master, I know you are very troubled. You have been frowning all day. As a servant, he should not ask about the matters of the young master. However, I still hope that Young Master can say it. That might be better.

Lian Na said with an inferiority complex as she stared at Long Teng with a hidden bitterness.

When he saw Lian Na's resentful gaze, Long Teng felt a chill run down his spine. In addition to Lian Na's tone, he couldn't bear it any longer. He could only tell her the truth about his troubles. Lian Na was like a loyal listener as she quietly listened to Long Teng talk about the problems encountered in her training. Although Lian Na listened earnestly, she could not help the Soaring Dragon when it came to its cultivation.

"That's right. The power of my sword art is not even comparable to a simple move. I have been troubled by this for the last few days. "Hey." Long Teng slowly narrated his troubles to Lian Na, not forgetting to let out a sigh in the end. Lian Na was confused when she heard this. What sword art, what can't unleash its full power? Lian Na did not understand and could not say anything. But he felt that he should comfort the young master.

"Since your sword art is not comparable to a simple move." "Then Young Master, why don't you just practice a simple move?" Lian Na said carefully and quietly. Lian Na was a little afraid that Long Teng would blame her for speaking nonsense.

"What?" Long Teng suddenly shouted. Lian Na was so frightened by Long Teng's shout that her body started to tremble. She lowered her head. Tears began to well up in her eyes.

Long Teng's heart was in turmoil, as if he had been knocked over by a spice bottle. That's right, his previous swordsmanship was not suitable for his current Sword Truth, and it did not have much power to begin with. Since there was no power, it was better to start from the basic sword techniques and start from the new sword technique that belonged to him, a sword technique suitable for him. Wasn't this the same as being able to display oneself? In his previous life, hadn't his father also said that his sword-arts were the most suitable for him?

Long Teng kept recalling his father's teachings from his previous life. He thought back to when he was young and had just begun learning sword arts.

The young father asked Jian Chen who was still a child and wielding a wooden sword, "Chen'er, do you know what sword art is?" The young Jian Chen shook his little head. He looked at his father with questioning, eager eyes. Then his father began to sincerely instruct Jian Chen, saying, "The so-called sword style, the sword, refers to the sword in your hand. The techniques were based on a certain number of techniques. As for his moves, they were linked together by basic movements. Sword techniques were simple to the point of being complex. When you reach a certain level. It was complicated to the point of being simple. Today, what we are learning is the basic movements of sword techniques. "

"If you want to learn the sword, then you should understand the structure of the sword. Swords were divided into blade, tip, edge, end of blade, spine, blade, sheath, hilt, head, scabbard, and spike. The moves of a sword were mainly hacking, chopping, breaking, lifting, lattice, washing, cutting, piercing, stirring, pressing, hanging, and cloud. It is characterized by hardness and softness, easy to swallow and spit, light and light, agile and graceful. These basic moves all used different positions of the sword. Now we're going to practice the first basic stance of the sword. It's simple to look at, but we don't really think much of it. "To chop, you have to train hard. First, you have to be strong, and then you have to learn to borrow energy …"

His father's teachings from the past were still fresh in his mind, like a movie playing in the Dragon Soaring Dragon's mind. The questions on Soaring Dragon's mind were easily solved.

Since the previous sword techniques were not suitable for me, then why should I train in them? Since the sword style was so simple, then it was so complex that it became simple. I might as well practice some simple moves. Perhaps he could even reach the level which his father had described. Sigh, I'm still too fixated on the sword techniques of the past. Fortunately, Lena was worried about me. Otherwise, he didn't know when he would understand.