Lu Zhuo snorted coldly: "If the entire Qiushuang Sword Sect doesn't plan for you, how can you win against Li Jinzhen? You will lose nine times out of ten, how can you compare!"
A sneer appeared on Lu Ningxiang's lips: "This time, I, Lu Ningxiang, won."
When Li Jinzhen wanted to drag her to death, he lost. Not to mention, Lu Ningxiang took Chi Leng, Liang Heng and others away before being eliminated.
When mentioning this matter, Lu Zhuo's face gradually darkened, "Qiu Shuang Sword Sect lost in the end."
She didn't care much and said: "Qiu Shuang Sword Sect lost. My father is not as good as Headmaster Shen. What does it have to do with me?"
Lu Zhuo was so angry at her that his temples were beating wildly.
"The Qiu Shuang Sword Sect has lost. How can you, Lu Ningxiang, win? You and Li Jinzhen are both eliminated, so how can we win or lose? Ordinary people can understand the principle of both glory and loss. As the senior sister of the Qiu Shuang Sword Sect, this sentence is so light. What does this have to do with you, Lu Ningxiang, can you even tell me?"
Lu Ningxiang believed that she had done her best in "In the Mirror" and had a clear conscience, so there was no emotion on her face when Lu Zhuo criticized her.
"Father, the situation on the field is advantageous to our Qiu Shuang Sword Sect, but despite the good situation, we still lost. Father should reflect on the difference between being in charge of the sect himself and being in charge of the sect with Master Shen."
"Hmph, you don't need to teach me a lesson. Since you think Qiushuang Sword Sect loses, it has nothing to do with you. The only spot in the Five States Conference is given to your senior brother."
Lu Zhuo just wanted to suppress Lu Ningxiang's arrogance. There were many people who could go to the Five States Conference. If she hadn't been his daughter, how could this quota have fallen to her without any doubt? He also had the power to take the opportunity. For others.
Unexpectedly, Lu Ningxiang nodded: "Okay. Senior brother is not inferior to me in cultivation, so it is quite appropriate for him to go."
"I won't be guarding the ring, so I can challenge Li Jinzhen again in a fair and just manner. It would be great to defeat Li Jinzhen in the Five States Conference."
Lu Ningxiang's dull eyes showed the light of expectation.
"You can think of fighting Yu Lingzhou in the Five States Conference!" Lu Zhuo said angrily when he saw the interest in her eyes.
He still wants to show off his face.
Lu Zhuo and her didn't talk to each other. If they kept talking, he was the only one who was angry. He changed the subject and asked, "Have you dealt with Wei Shaoqing's matter completely?"
Otherwise, he would have to send two trustworthy people to clean up his tail.
"How can you deal with a mortal and still leave clues? My father underestimated his daughter too much. The Tianchi Three Thousand Snow Mountains have non-stop snow all year round, making them an excellent burial ground."
Lu Zhuo snorted and left with a puff of sleeves.
*
In the cave where students were taught Taoism, the wind chimes shook and jingled bells crisply. Xuan Yunzi put his hands in his sleeves and said softly: "This is, Xun Shu·Shengfeng."
"The spells and tricks are relatively simple. I just demonstrated them once, but do you remember them all?"
Xuan Yunzi had snow-white hair on his temples and was dressed in a white robe embroidered with golden cloud patterns. His expression was solemn, so he looked a little more stern.
The disciples below said in unison: "Student, remember."
They practiced on their own and tried several times to perform Taoist techniques. The sound of wind chimes was ethereal and sweet.
Ning Fusang was also among them. She recalled in her mind the movements of Xuan Yunzi's movements, and the movement of spiritual power, without any sluggishness, flowing like clouds and flowing water, just like the mountain wind blowing, naturally.
Xun Shu·Shengfeng——
When you recite the mantra in your heart, your hand skills will begin to form, and the wind will rise from the flat ground.
The crystal wind chime in front of me shook violently, and it was done in one go!
As Shen Tu Lei watched, his mind wandered, his spiritual power dispersed, and his Taoist spell failed.
He restrained his divergent thoughts, his eyes became more serious, and he recited the mantra again. His spiritual power was running stumblingly, and he summoned a breeze, which quickly dissipated. Third try, fourth try...
I can barely master Xun Shu·Shengfeng, but it is still too difficult to do it according to my heart.
Most disciples are like this. They have to think about it several times before they can complete the formula. If they are distracted in the middle, they forget the next step.
Xuan Yunzi pointed out the mistakes of several disciples and said: "To perform Taoist magic, you don't need to memorize the steps too deliberately. When you think too much, the magic formula in your mind and the movements of your hands will be out of sync, which will lead to The movement of spiritual power is sluggish and unsmooth, and the effect produced is unsatisfactory."
"The handprints of Taoist magic are not recorded in the brain, but in your limbs and muscles. As soon as the thought comes up and you think about using this magic, the handprints have not yet appeared in your mind. First, Only when you can make movements with your hands can you achieve great success.”
Of course, the assessment will not be that difficult. As long as the spell is successfully performed, it will be considered a success.
"Students should remember the Master's teachings."
Xuan Yunzi nodded lightly, "Let's continue practicing."
Ning Fusang tried to forget the appearance of the hand gesture in her mind. When there was nothingness and nothing existed, she silently performed the hand gesture.
The spiritual power was mobilized and followed the trajectory. Suddenly, it seemed as if it had reached the edge of a cliff, stopped there, and after a moment, it all dissipated.
failed.
Ning Fusang was very calm and had no thoughts about this failure.
She started the technique again, and the trajectory of her spiritual power was a little longer than last time. Although she did not reach the breaking point of the cliff, it bifurcated. With her power suddenly reduced, she could not summon the wind.
After four or five failed attempts, Ning Fusang's movements became more and more skillful and smooth, and he gradually mastered the trick. His spiritual power rolled like a wheel without any sense of stagnation. The breeze was twisted into a rope and passed over the crystal wind chime.
When Ning Fusang tried to use Taoism again, he widened the path of spiritual power. The wind path he summoned was indeed much wider, causing every blue crystal on the wind chime to spin, and it took a long time to rest.
After class, everyone walked out of the cave one after another, in small groups, chatting about their experiences.
"The last Sunda Technique: Shengfeng looks simple, but it is much more difficult than the Five Elements Taoist Technique."
"The wind is invisible and invisible, and the wind path is naturally difficult to master. Just practice it a few more times after you go down."
"I still prefer the golden touch. If we were in the secular world, wouldn't it be possible to become rich directly by relying on this magic?" The woman opened her palms, and a very small gold glittered in her palms.
"Turning stones into gold consumes too much spiritual power. Just imagine, how much spiritual energy does it take to turn stones into gold? It's putting the cart before the horse."
"And at your rate, even if you work around the clock, you're still far from being rich."
"Oh, I'm just talking. Several basins of cold water were poured on me, and I almost forgot about the alchemy."
My friend chuckled: "You simply forgot about it after you left the cave, right?"
"Sometimes, you don't have to be so upright." The woman looked at her faintly.
Everyone had other classes to take. Ning Fusang only signed up for the "Taoist class" this year. After class, she went against the crowd and walked towards the Jianshi Forest.
Today is the first day of training, and Ning Fusang doesn't want to be late.
But except for the time it took to find the way, she didn't delay much on the way, and even got there a little early.
(End of chapter)