Chapter 767 Tingshan Sword
Bailian took a breath, worried about what he would see from Su Jing’s angle. He couldn’t help but sit up straight, lying on the table with his upper body trembling, and slowly raised a pair of wet hands. Hei Tong came to look at her and was about to speak.
Ning Feiyan, who was under the table, noticed Su Jing's approach, and she whispered something into Hongzhuang's ear.
Hongzhuang shook her head vigorously, but her eyes were very moved.
The most exciting thing is to harm people with your sister!
Both sides of Balian's waist were violated. He couldn't hold it in his throat, his body was trembling, and he almost burst into laughter several times.
The black eyes that were hazy by the mist became more and more wet and pitiful, and the ends of the eyes were wet and red. She was biting her sleeves to hold back her smile. The eyebrows that were soaked by the mist were so deep that Su Jing looked straight into them. inside.
She originally wanted to give him some guidance and education with an inhumane and cold expression, so as to prevent him from suffering alone.
It’s just that he is so pitiful and moist, having been ravaged by persecution, that he has swallowed up all the cold words.
Su Jing was quiet for a moment, sat down opposite him, stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, and asked: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Balian reluctantly said: "I'm fine, thank you Miss Su Jing for your concern."
Su Jing hummed, retracted her palm, her cold eyes contained a bit of undetectable confusion, but she didn't say much. What.
After returning to her seat, perhaps because she had been reading all day, she looked a little sleepy. She rested her head on one hand, closed her eyelashes as long as butterfly wings, closed her eyes and took a light nap.
Bailian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her leaving.
After several tortures, all the bones in his body were softened by these two female demons. But in front of everyone, he could not escape or hide, let alone let others notice anything strange. .
Ning Feiyan was determined to drive him down the mountain.
The seven sticks of incense were finally burned out, and the schoolwork time was completely over.
One day passed, and Ying Xiu’s face had never looked better.
Qi Liancheng made no further progress except for letting the pointer on the dial successfully rotate twice at first.
At the end of the day, most of his admiring eyes lingered on the graceful and enchanting figure behind the curtain.
With such a stunning beauty reciting and teaching them in front of their eyes, there are only a few men who can devote themselves to studying seriously.
Qi Liancheng seemed to be possessed by a demon. He didn't know why it was so difficult to control his heart. He kept swearing secretly that he would do anything in his life to get the woman in front of him who could only be seen from a distance but not touch.
He simply couldn't imagine how moving this woman would look bowing her head under him one day in the future.
Ning Feiyan’s head resting on Bai Lian’s thigh slowly raised, with a coquettish smile, she pointed at the red scar on his waist with her finger, and said jokingly: “Master, look, come with me Their lips are the same color..."
Ning Feiyan smiled proudly and hatefully, her beautiful red lips curled up like a cat, which made Hongzhuang blush and feel hot, and she could no longer look straight at her.
The incense in front of the desk has burned out, the wind and snow outside the window have stopped, a gray and dim sun hangs far away under the Western Mountains, a gray and cold light sweeps across the sky, and the sky becomes dim and low.
Su Jing, who was sitting in the corner, had left without knowing when. He came without a sound and left without a trace.
A whole day has passed, and among the nearly fifty mountaineering disciples, no one can completely solve the dragon-snake sword formation.
The atmosphere in the classroom was inexplicably low in morale, and I couldn't help but worry about the trip to Jiange in the future.
Ji Yan's voice slowly sounded from behind the curtain: "Today's classwork is over. If you still have questions, there is still one day of class time tomorrow. If you want to listen to the class tomorrow, you can leave your Name.”
Yingxiu looked at the dial in his hand and thought for a long time.
Finally, he slowly exhaled, shook his head and said: "The Dragon and Snake Sword Formation of Tianxi Sword Sect is about self-enlightenment rather than hard study. There is no telling if it will be difficult to follow this path in life. Even if it takes one or ten years, you may not be able to fully understand it..."
After saying this, a self-deprecating smile appeared on Ying Xiu's face. He didn't take another look at the pointer and it was already turning. He threw most of the dials on the table and said, "My aunt set up this school today, it must be my father's intention, right?"
The Dragon Snake Sword Formation is a strange formation of the Sword Sect. It was created by Master Shen Bao, and now it has been copied by five sword masters. Each has its own sword soul hidden in the sword formation. Unless it is a true genius, it is impossible to break through it.
He is not as good as Jiang Yunqin when it comes to fighting spirit roots.
He couldn't match Qi Liancheng's understanding in swordplay.
Although Ying Xiu felt depressed about this, there was really nothing he could do.
But this does not mean that he chooses to give up. The Dragon Snake Sword Formation hidden in the dial is indeed of great help in selecting skills in the sword pavilion.
Ying Xiu may be concerned about small things, but when it comes to big things, he knows how to choose.
“The Dragon-Snake Sword Formation is very difficult for people to understand. Father, he may have expected that no one would be able to pass the test in today’s class, but he still wants to see what he can do two hundred years later. There cannot be another Jinsheng.”
Ying Xiu smiled helplessly and said: "But obviously, we have all disappointed him."
He stood up, with a bitter smile on his face, but his eyes no longer looked at that The persistence of the dial.
Ying Xiu bowed deeply in the direction of the curtain and said: "Today's lesson, although Ying Xiu deeply failed his aunt's teachings, he did not gain nothing. Suddenly, Ying Xiu had an epiphany in his heart, and he still forgives Tomisuke can no longer attend the lecture."
Withdrawing without any regrets surprised everyone in the lecture.
His Royal Highness, letting go so freely and calmly, is obviously not a sign of giving up on himself. Rather, it is better to say that in today's setbacks and adversity, he has found another way to climb the sword pavilion that belongs to him.
Ning Feiyan couldn't help but kick Bailian's calf, and said with a chuckle: "I originally thought that the crown prince of Zhongyou, Yingxiu, was corrupted by his gold and jade, but now it seems that he has two brushes.
He I can actually tell that the dial I specially prepared today seems to be indicative of the future. The trip to the Sword Pavilion is of great help, but in fact it is very harmful. If you can completely understand this sword formation, it will be okay. If you only know a little bit about it, you will have to suffer a lot when you enter the Sword Pavilion. "
This Prince Yingxiu is not very capable, but he is very thoughtful.
He was able to see through this, but he deliberately pointed out the truth in front of everyone. The other disciples who had planned to come here tomorrow to listen to the lecture and continue to study were suddenly enlightened and instantly understood the stakes.
In this way, His Highness the Crown Prince, who had not performed very well today, suddenly stood out from the crowd again.
In the classroom, people were preparing to leave one after another.
Ying Xiu looked at the piles of discarded papers on Baili'an's table and the mottled ink stains on the desk, and the sarcasm in his eyes was well concealed. Jiang Yunqin had already packed up her textbooks and was about to get up and leave. Following Ying Xiu's gaze, she couldn't help but look at Bailian a few more times.
Seeing that he had stopped holding the pen in his hand, his sitting posture was no longer as upright and polite as when he first started class. His spine seemed to have been emptied out, half slumped and half leaning.
The usually dark and bright eyes were filled with moisture, and he shook his head listlessly, staring blankly into the void as if his eyes had lost focus.
Seeing his lost and depressed look, Jiang Yunqin should have felt relieved.
The fact that this young man who has never looked at her seriously can end up in such a humiliating situation today is all because of his lack of self-awareness and his desire to stand out in front of people like Qi Liancheng and Ying Xiu. The humiliation is not too surprising.
But somehow, Jiang Yunqin's mood became inexplicably complicated when he saw that the young man with such endless tricks finally seemed to be completely suppressed and lost his arrogance.
Thinking about the river, Jiang Yunqin still couldn't hold it back and asked softly: "Are you okay?"
Bailian raised his bloodless face and looked at Jiang Yun Qin glanced at him, and there was still a little bit of residual moisture in his black eyes.
His pupils were wet and wet, showing the slightest hint of confusion that he had not yet reacted to, and he was so docile that he was almost soft and bullyable.
The daughter of a prominent family in the Kingdom of Shu, under such gaze, her fingers felt tingling for no reason.
"It's okay." Balian's thoughts seemed a little slow at the moment, and his voice was weak and weak as if he had just woken up. His non-aggressive appearance could easily arouse the girl's evil thoughts.
Jiang Yunqin's breathing stagnated for a few seconds, and she swallowed unconsciously as she looked at him.
I thought that after this wonderful lesson, the young man must have been influenced by the seductive woman under the curtain.
Why is this little look in her eyes so attractive to the girl...
Qi Liancheng looked gloomy and couldn't help but kick Bailian's desk and said impatiently: "Trash, what are you going to do? When are you going to go down the mountain?"
The mist in Bailian's eyes turned clear. Before Qi Liancheng could kick him, a palm hidden under his body subconsciously protected Ning Feiyan's. head.
The silently dormant pointer on the desk buzzed, drawing a silver sword light in mid-air.
The contemptuous sneer on Qilian City suddenly froze. Before his feet could reach his feet, he felt as if he had been overturned and run over by a giant beast. He was blown away several meters away, and his desks and chairs were thrown away. The child was knocked to pieces.
His hair was disheveled and he was extremely embarrassed. He never thought that Balian would suddenly resort to any means.
He stood up in anger and quickly pulled out a dark green blunt-edged heavy sword from the sword box with his backhand.
The moment the epee came out of the box, everyone suddenly felt an overwhelming force coming from all directions. The young disciples standing in the classroom were unsteady and staggered under the terrible pressure. .
Ying Xiu calmly moved back half a step, just in time to avoid Qi Liancheng's heavy attack, and frowned at the sword in his hand: "Tingshan sword?"
One of the ten famous swords of Qin.
It seems that Qilian City is really highly valued by the royal family of the Qin State. This time the selection of disciples actually brought out all the Tingshan Swords from the national treasure house.
With a heavy and sharp energy, the blunt edge came out of the box and wiped out the heavy sound of the ancient bell hitting the mountain.
How could Jiang Yunqin's mortal body withstand the sound waves erupting from this terrifying sword force? She covered her ears and screamed, but her eyes subconsciously looked at Bailian.
In response to that powerful and domineering sword strike, Balian still had no intention of getting up from his seat.
Seeing Qi Liancheng slashing with his sword with a ferocious look on his face, he raised his gaze, and there was green light blooming in the depths of his pupils, and the small pocket sword dancing in the air also gave birth to a green light. The sword energy, the sword-moving dragon and the snake, met the dark green heavy front, and the clear sound of the snake chanting the sword instantly suppressed the rumbling sound of the ancient bell.
Before everyone could see how the inconspicuous little sword breathed out sword energy, they saw the small sword exuding misty green energy circling around the heavy sword like a snake dancing with a dragon. The sword energy was like flowing clouds and white catkins, seemingly frivolous. Like mist, it is always firmly attached to the broad and blunt epee.
Qi Liancheng's movement of swinging the sword was suddenly cut off, as if he was frozen. Qi Liancheng suddenly raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes reflected the flying appearance of the small sword, and his pupils shrank violently.
Buzz——
The rotating small sword is flying in the air exquisitely and endlessly, the sword energy is connected end to end, weaving the momentum of a young dragon swallowing a python.
The terrifying white sword energy suddenly twisted like a snake entangled, and the Tingshan Sword, one of the ten famous swords of the Qin Kingdom, made a terrifying buzzing sound and began to twist and disorder.
The inscriptions on the Tingshan sword were completely destroyed in an instant, and it was obviously a piece of scrap metal.
A small sword as big as a fine needle, the tip of the sword faintly revealing the sword's intent, was hovering in front of Qilian Cheng's eyebrows.
Qi Liancheng's pupils had not yet recovered from the sharp contraction, and cold sweat continued to drip from his forehead, falling into the corners of his eyes, and the pain was unbearable.
He swallowed hard and looked straight at the 'living' little sword, with chills running down his spine.
Ying Xiu’s eyes, which had lost all emotion, were dark and motionless, inexplicably strange.
It wasn't until Bai Lian raised his eyes that the small sword hovering between Qi Liancheng's eyebrows seemed to have received some instructions, spinning leisurely in the air and returned to Bai Lian's finger.
Looking like this is a sign of great spirituality and the soul of the sword has figured it out!
Bailian looked at Qi Liancheng calmly, but the hand under the table pinched the back of Ning Feiyan's neck and said, "Now, do I still need to go down the mountain?"
The group of disciples who were originally waiting to see Balian's joke were so shocked that their eyebrows trembled and their moods were still uneasy.
Didn’t you talk about the roots of necromancy? !
Didn’t he say that he relied on women’s tricks to become the embroidered pillow of the lord of Xianling City? !
The dial is so ruined, but you can still sit in a small corner and perform the Dragon Snake Sword Formation silently?
At the last moment of the class, Ying Xiu’s generous and neat choices and some touching words of advice were really not worth mentioning in front of this young man who had never spoken nonsense nonsense.
Jiang Yunqin looked at Bai Lian, who was sitting in a corner with no expression of sadness or joy, and could not hide the amazement and shock in his eyes.
Qi Liancheng's hands, which were sore from being twisted by the sword energy, let go, and the severely damaged Tingshan sword crashed to the ground.
There was no longer any contempt in his eyes, and he couldn't even bear the thought of arguing with Balian about the destruction of the spiritual sword.
He bowed deeply to Balian and said: "I gathered with you today, and I realized that in this world, there are really people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, and the root of the dead spirit can also sense the soul of the sword. It seems that the Tianxi Sword Sect is really going to produce a second Quhe Star.”
(End of this chapter)