Chapter 140 Sneak Attack (45)
Gong Yangyu, who was playing "The Way of the Sword", raised his head, looked at Xue Rong doubtfully and asked: "What's wrong with you, sword cultivator?"
"No. It’s me, but you! Master Gongyang, didn’t you find that the opinions you gave before were very problematic?”
“You mean to let everyone play “The Way of the Sword” and then let everyone learn. Is there a problem with the swordsmanship inside?”
“That’s right! You asked everyone to play “Wandering Corridor 2” before, saying that it would increase the chance of enlightenment, but now you have tolerated it. Don’t you think it’s too hasty to suddenly let everyone play "The Way of the Sword" and ask them to learn the swordsmanship in it? "
"But I think sword cultivators can do this."
Covering his head, Xue Rong felt that he couldn't make sense with Gong Yangyu.
Sitting cross-legged, Xue Rong pointed to the scene of Gong Yangyu spreading out and said seriously: "Please tell me, how did the sword cultivators here improve?"
"Kill Weird, you should improve your skills and find a young lady to improve yourself.”
“So how does a real swordsman improve?”
"Do the questions, become enlightened, and then practice swordsmanship."
"Don't you think there is almost no connection between them? There are so many people who want to become swordsmen recently, but when they come in, they cry out that this is not the case Don’t you think there’s something wrong with the sword cultivator they want and you’re letting them play games now?”
Gong Yangyu thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong with it.
She just feels that playing "Wandering Corridor 2" can lead to enlightenment, so playing "The Way of the Sword" should also be possible.
Everyone is a game, and "Way of the Sword" is obviously more fun, so there is no reason not to play it.
She could only play "Wandering Corridor 2" until the seventh floor, but she could play "Way of the Sword" very easily, because in many places she only needed to react quickly enough.
Although the transformed swordsmanship and magical powers look a bit funny, there are some ingenuities in them, and they can be used as a reference for disciples.
After all, sword cultivators sometimes need some imagination. Sword cultivators without imagination are too weak and have little potential.
Based on the overall comparison, Gong Yangyu felt that there was nothing wrong with letting his disciples play games to practice.
After thinking, she said to Xue Rong seriously: "I don't think there is any problem, I feel pretty good."
Xue Rong was desperate when he found that Gong Yangyu was unable to get in.
He has no talent for swordsmanship, but he has longed for swordsmanship since he was a child, so he did everything possible to join Zhengyiyi.
Even if he couldn't practice swordsmanship, he would be satisfied as long as he looked at these swordsmanship practitioners every day.
But as soon as "Wandering Corridor 2" came out, half of his feelings towards sword cultivators were shattered.
Now, the promotion of "The Way of the Sword" has shattered the other half.
In particular, Immortal Master Gong Yangyu particularly praised this seemingly outrageous game, which was even more unacceptable to him.
Looking at Gong Yangyu who was addicted to playing games and couldn't help himself, Xue Rong felt that Zheng Yiyi had fallen.
In order to prevent his ideal sect from completely degenerating, he decided to write down the pros and cons and give good advice to Gong Yangyu and other immortal masters.
If he doesn't listen to the advice, he is ready to do his best and continue to persuade him until the other party listens!
Thinking of this, Xue Rong was immediately filled with fighting spirit and returned to his study, ready to start stating the pros and cons.
Just as he was about to start, he felt something was wrong in the atmosphere.
Today, the air in the room was extremely dull, and something seemed to be condensing here, making his chest feel tight.
He thought it was just his illusion, but after sitting down in front of the desk, he discovered that there were a few drops of ink on the clean desk out of thin air. "Strange, didn't the disciples on duty today clean it up? It was obviously not done before."
Wiping off the ink in confusion, he found that the ink was very sticky, like blood stains Sticky, with an unpleasant feeling.
Putting it under his nose and smelling it, Xue Rong frowned in disgust, feeling that he had never smelled something so disgusting.
Finding a handkerchief and wiping off the liquid on his fingers, Xue Rong was surprised to find that the liquid seemed endless and could not be wiped off.
At this moment, Xue Rong felt that something was wrong with his mind.
He knew that he should be entangled with something, but he felt that his brain was dull.
His mind seemed to be wrapped in something, preventing him from thinking clearly. He could only numbly repeat the act of wiping his fingers, unable to break free.
Not long after, the things around him were wiped black by his force. The whole room was covered with black liquid, and he himself was immersed in the foul-smelling liquid.
“It’s strange, I can’t wipe it clean.”
Xue Rong’s eyes were a little dazed and his movements were slow.
He mechanically wiped the liquid on his fingers as if he was sleepwalking, not realizing that he was already in another world.
Suddenly, a white light exploded, and a violent light penetrated from the outside, exploding all the black liquid here.
Then, Gong Yangyu appeared in the room majestically like a magic weapon descending from the sky, shouting sternly: "Who dares to touch my disciples!"
"Immortal Master..."
Xue Rong looked blankly at Gong Yangyu who rushed in, raised his right hand and said, "Master Xian, I can't wipe my hands clean. What do you think is going on?"
Looking attentively, Gong Yangyu looked at him intently. Yang Yu's eyes became more solemn.
She saw that Xue Rong was completely covered in black liquid. His whole body was covered with asphalt-like liquid, and his movements became sluggish.
Without hesitation, he waved his hand and the sword light immediately flew out, flying towards the asphalt entangled with Xue Rong.
The sword light peeled off the asphalt on Xue Rong's body layer by layer, and it was completely peeled off after a few breaths.
Just as he landed, the thick black liquid around him surged up again and continued to wrap around Xue Rong in front of him.
“Do you really think that I, Gong Yangyu, can only do this?”
With a sharp shout, Gong Yangyu waved his sword finger, and twelve heavenly swords flew out, shooting In all directions.
These days the sword will not disappear after hitting the black liquid, but will bounce back again.
Just every time it rebounds, the Heavenly Sword will split once. After a few breaths, the whole room will be filled with bright sword light, consuming the surrounding black liquid every moment.
With a sharp shout, the black asphalt in the room disappeared without a trace, and Xue Rong also fell in the room, with a child-like smile on his face.
“Master Immortal, it’s finally wiped clean.”
Calling people over to rescue Xue Rong, Gong Yangyu recalled the touch just now, gritted his teeth and said: “Wanyan Lie, I know It’s you bastard! Get out of here!”
After a long time, a series of sinister laughter sounded in the air, and then a man's voice said: "Gong Yangyu, I heard that you have been addicted to entertainment recently and have no intention of practicing. It seems to be true. I see that your sword is weak and weak, unlike before It’s so different, it seems that it’s really not possible. In this case, how about we have a showdown?”
(End of this chapter)