Fantasy: plundering opportunities, leaving the protagonist with nowhere to go

After finishing speaking, Li Jun took out an order from his arms

"The four elders of the inner sect agreed that Lin Ming and I would enter the ring."

"I came here today not to request you, but to inform you to take care of your safety."

After saying that, Li Jun tossed his sleeves and left with his head held high.

After the breakthrough, Lin Ming tested his strength and then had a good sleep.

When he woke up, the sun was already rising in the sky. Lin Ming opened his eyes and felt that he It was as if the bed was under a spell and I really didn't want to get up.

I continued to squint for a few minutes.

After half an hour, I opened my eyes again.

I rubbed my face and relied on perseverance to get up.

"Cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don’t advance, you will retreat!"

"You can't spend three days fishing and two days drying nets..."

Lin Ming murmured to himself before picking up his clothes and pushing open the door. As soon as he left the room, he saw a half-lying body with his right hand holding the hilt of a sword tightly.

Pulling out Preparatory movements for swordsmanship.

However, at this time, Zhen Li was facing Lin Ming head-on, and because she was half-lying on her stomach, a trace of snow-white was exposed on her chest.

"What a white sword!"

When Zhen Li heard this, it was as if she was electrocuted. She quickly stood up straight, her face red and her ears red.

"Senior brother, you.……How can you peek at someone practicing Qigong?"

Zhen Li's shy voice reached his ears.

Lin Mingyi said righteously:"Junior sister, you have slandered senior brother. Senior brother is looking at it openly, how can you be sneaky?"

"ah?"

Zhen Li was at a loss for words and didn't know how to refute.

At the same time, Lin Ming said:

"It's a taboo to take a peek at your practice. Let's do this. To make it up to you, I'll teach you a technique."

"ah? No...not that serious."

Zhen Li shook her head hurriedly.

However, Lin Ming did not care about the girl, but continued:

"This skill of mine is inherited from my family, but there are three things that are not passed down"

"oh?"

Zhen Li's eyes lit up.

"First, pass within and not outside."

"oh"

"Second, pass from female to male."

"Why is this?"

The sword technique is feminine and suitable for women"

"That makes sense.….What about third?"

"Third, only pass on the wife."

Zhen Li was stunned for a moment, her face flushed instantly:

"Senior brother, you bullied me again! Lin

Ming laughed.

Zhen Li turned around and lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Lin Ming.

Lin Ming said:

"All kidding aside, how's the sword drawing practice going? Do you need my advice?"

"good."

Zhen Li nodded and turned around.

However, her face was still flushed.

Zhen Li said:"Senior brother is very good at swordsmanship. He is the strongest person I have ever seen. This is the sword drawing technique that I have recently studied. Please help. Lin

Ming pondered for a moment, crossed his arms and said:

"You show it, let me take a look!"

Zhen Li nodded.

Lin Ming was afraid that Zhen Li's talent was too high and would surpass him in just a few days, so he smiled and said:

"However, let me explain in advance that everyone has their own opinions on swordsmanship. Although we all practice swordsmanship, there are still fundamental differences. Although I can see it, it may not be of much help to you."

"understandable."

After Zhen Li finished speaking, her body was half-lying. However, her buttocks were facing Lin Ming at this time. She did not dare to face Lin Ming with her chest.

Suddenly, sword light flashed in an instant, as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning.

Lin Ming He folded his arms and watched quietly. After breaking through the sword-drawing skills, he was already a very powerful person in this area in terms of sword-drawing skills. In his memory, the young man practiced his sword day after day, and his sword skills improved. His vision and knowledge are beyond comparison with those of ordinary sword practitioners.

Zhen Li performed the sword drawing technique three times in a row, and then turned to look at Lin Ming.

Lin Ming put his hands behind his back and said,"Overall, it's not bad."

"However, there is still a little problem"

"Fast but not accurate, accurate but not ruthless... Although the art of sword drawing emphasizes the word"quick", it would be a pity to just be fast."

After hearing this, Zhen Li nodded in agreement:

"So what should I do? Lin

Ming thought for a moment, took Zhen Li's sword, held Zhen Li's little hand, and personally taught her how to use the sword. After teaching it once, Zhen Li blushed and her heart beat, but as expected of a genius, after teaching it once, the girl turned out to be better than It was half accurate before.

Then, the girl drew her sword slower and slower, but her movements became more and more standard.

Until noon, the girl drew her sword again, and she could hit wherever she pointed. She made rapid progress!

After practicing After the sword, Zhen Li packed up and walked towards the town outside the sect.

The girl's steps were light and she didn't seem to feel tired even when running.

An hour later, she came to a very dilapidated courtyard.

She just entered the courtyard.

In The middle-aged woman lying on the bed looked at her in surprise.

"Why are you back today?"

"Now I am more relaxed than before and have a lot of free time."

The middle-aged woman smiled and said,

"So, it looks like I have met a good inner disciple."

The look on the middle-aged woman's face was a little guilty. If it weren't for her illness, Zhen Li wouldn't have suffered so much.

Zhen Li put down the long sword, then picked up the middle-aged woman and placed her on a chair.

The middle-aged woman heard Zhen Li whisper:

"Aunt Qing, I want to stay in Tianxuanmen forever"

"Yeah......"

The middle-aged woman touched Zhen Li's cheek, her face full of love and compassion:

"Meet someone you like here?"

There was no joking in his tone, but he was very serious.