klisemfg Chapter 227 I'll be slower this time
Chapter 227 I'll be slower this time
Chapter 227 I'll be slower this time
Zhao Qing held a fist with one hand, then picked up another A4 paper and slashed it lightly...
Silently, the paper broke into two halves, but when he stretched out his hand towards the non-existent sword, he was unharmed.
This strange phenomenon made Zhao Qing confused.
Why can't I feel anything?
He frowned and thought, if there was an invisible sword in his hand at this moment, then his action just now would be equivalent to waving his hand through the sword!
Zhao Qingxu's clenched palms slowly closed, as if he had crushed something.
Behind him, the white-haired girl squatted in the boss chair, her delicate arms wrapped around her knees, and she chuckled softly, "That's not right. That's wrong."
She explained, "It cannot be seen, it cannot be felt by the spirit, it cannot be touched by the movement, it is endless and obliterated, it passes through things but they are not aware of it."
"The sword is both visible and invisible."
"Don't use the common sense of the cultivation world to speculate on the inheritance of the Ruyi Sword Sect."
“Those fifteen swords are not spiritual weapons or spiritual treasures, nor are they divine weapons or Taoist weapons. They are not made by refining rare treasures from heaven and earth.”
Si He Yingying stood up, walked over to the man and said with a smile: "Simply put, those swords were not made, but guessed."
ha! ?
God guessed it...
Zhao Qing asked doubtfully, "Without any materials, it was created out of thin air?"
The girl frowned slightly and explained, "You can think of it as... a motorcycle that uses biological energy to fly in the sky."
"Well...I think my analogy is quite appropriate."
Zhao Qing was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "I'm afraid we'll have to clone a pair of wings for the motorcycle and install an artificial heart... There's really no way to make that."
Si He walked slowly, her cherry lips slightly opened.
"Visualization! Those are fifteen swords of visualization."
"It is like a sword that cuts through clouds. If you have the intention to cut through clouds in your heart, you can naturally visualize the sword that cuts through clouds."
"It's just that the Ruyi Sword Sect's inheritance from generation to generation has shaped the carrier for these fifteen sword intentions with thoughts."
The girl met Zhao Qing's gaze and chuckled softly, "Look up and down at the vastness of the universe, peek into the wonders of all things, and use your heart as a sheath to sharpen your sword."
"And the Hanguang Sword is a unique artifact imagined by generations of our ancestors as they explored the mysteries of reality and illusion."
She concluded: "This is a very idealistic sword."
"Cultivation isn't as simple as channeling spiritual energy. It involves the mind, the Dao, the will, the essence, the Qi, and the spirit. Refining spiritual energy is only a manifestation of cultivating Qi, but the Ruyi Sword Sect has gone a long way in cultivating the mind."
Zhao Qing frowned and sat on the edge of the bed talking to himself.
"Use your heart as a sheath... to sharpen your sword. So that's what the sword scar meant."
He gradually understood Si He's words, which were indeed too idealistic.
At this moment, Zhao Qing looked at the girl and spoke slowly.
"I am a mortal and have not practiced spiritual cultivation, but every day I contemplate the sunrise and sunset, and I deeply feel that time flies and that love and romance cannot last forever..."
Si He continued, "This is the meaning of chasing the moon, cherishing the past and regretting the past."
"Shen Su's residual soul was able to break through the constraints of lifespan and remain indestructible for tens of thousands of years. This is the reason. She... is the master of the Moon Chasing Sword."
For a moment, Zhao Qing fell into a long silence.
This was completely different from his previous practice. It was not an accumulation bit by bit, nor was it the evolution of spiritual energy and consciousness. It was even more different from the construction and polishing of elixirs, weapons, and talismans.
It's the profound heart, the subtle intention...
If you have the intention of containing light in your heart, you can visualize the sword of light.
A...strange object hidden between reality and illusion.
Si He's eyes flickered, and a smile appeared on her pretty face: "Yes."
"You must first deceive yourself, constantly reminding yourself that you possess an unparalleled inner sword, and carefully feel that subtle hint of sword intent."
"Acknowledge your own truth, and find your own path even in an illusion. Only then can you wield the Hanguang Sword with ease. Wherever your heart leads, the sword will follow."
There were ripples in Zhao Qing's eyes.
After silently comprehending Si He's words for a long time, he sighed and said, "So, the Ruyi Immortal Sect doesn't cultivate swordsmanship. It's better to be called the Ruyi Heart Sect."
But he suddenly remembered the faint whisper he had heard in the secret realm - Drawing the sword from the wind...
"Brilliant."
"What level of cultivation did their sect leader reach during the heyday of this sect?"
Si He opened the freezer and took out a piece of ice cream. He frowned slightly and looked silly: "It should be no weaker than Qingying."
"Such a powerful sect was destroyed by a disaster..." Zhao Qing sighed when he heard this.
Dao Tribulation...
The Tai'a Mountain God of the Mountain and Sea Realm died in this disaster, and only then did auspicious signs fall from the sky and Cheng Huang was born.
Zhao Qing has always had a question in his mind: how old is Si He this year?
But his intuition told him that it was best not to ask.
The girl smiled lightly and ate her ice cream as she walked towards the door. "Go back to your room. No peeking. Practice the sword's power at night."
……
Even in the illusion of intertwined minds, Si He, apart from playing games all night long on the first night, also rested in separate rooms with Zhao Qing.
In her words...you can't give Xiao Zhao rewards casually, you have to be an abstinent girlfriend.
But tonight, Zhao Qing received a message from Si He on his mobile phone.
The screen lit up and a new message popped up with the note: Kneel on the ground and call daddy.
Si He: "I have to protect you, teach you how to practice, and chat with you anytime, anywhere. Is it too much for you to call me master?"
Zhao Qing: ...
“Not at all.”
He thought for a moment and then said, "I must admit that I have become your shape."
Zhao Qing's mind moved, and he suddenly realized.
I seem to have really accepted this matter imperceptibly, and I actually think there's nothing wrong with calling Si He "Master". Could it be that I've been subdued by this little contrast?!
This isn't pretty...
But it feels so good to have a big boss helping me...
Moreover, he is a demon cultivator who has practiced both martial arts and martial arts together with Yu Luo. He often transforms into a small beast to tease him!
what to do! ?
……
The bedroom next door was extremely warm. The white-haired girl leaned against the head of the bed, silently feeling the little man's thoughts, with a hint of satisfaction in her bright eyes.
She discovered new joys.
Discussion - How to make a philandering man surrender to you and make him call you master willingly.
It takes a long and delicate taming...
A pair of snow-white ears gradually appeared in the girl's messy white hair. After a little consideration, she chose to temporarily retract her tail.
The door opened silently, and Zhao Qing looked sideways in confusion.
For a moment, he sat on the bed, speechless!
Beneath the loose nightgown, the girl's graceful figure is faintly revealed, and the animal ears in her hair tremble gently. Combined with her bright face and messy white hair, there is a kind of forbidden beauty that breaks through the dimensional wall... and she can also crawl.
Zhao Qing: ...
"You understand excitement better than Qinghuan."
The white-haired girl was like a precious kitten, with a mischievous look flashing in her bright eyes. She closed the door with a light sweep of her crystal-clear snow-white feet.
With her white wrists propped up on the ground and her white hair hanging down, she moaned softly, "Hold me."
Zhao Qing looked at the scene before him, and felt his heart skip a beat. Tinnitus filled his ears...
This is not cosplay, this is a real girl with animal ears!
Tai'a God! The spirit of the Siyou Kingdom! True cultivation of the Divine Transformation! Riding the auspicious yellow beast!
Is this Si He’s punishment?
love it.
The man immediately walked over and held the girl on the ground in his arms. A small animal nestled in his arms as her white hair fluttered.
Zhao Qing had anticipated this and actually felt that the fox's eyes were very lively.
Si He's mind came: "I'm tired, I'm going to sleep."
Zhao Qing:?
How the hell can I sleep like this!?
The quilt gently covered the man, and the little fox leaned over to his ear, making faint breathing sounds... Zhao Qing was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
The narrow and long fox eyes closed slightly, then it burrowed into the depths of the quilt and disappeared.
……
The next evening, at Jinsha Biwan in Haigang District.
This is a nationally famous scenic spot, but for the native locals, the scenery does not seem to be that beautiful.
However, every summer, there are still many tourists coming to the beach to check in...
But now it is winter, and few people choose to watch the tide on the beach.
But that evening, a pair of crazy lovers appeared on the beach.
The sunset dyed the sky red, and the stars were looming in the deep haze, and the sky was about to get dark.
A rumbling sound was heard from afar, the sea water began to rise, and the waves grew bigger and bigger, like rolling thunder... The white-haired girl walked barefoot slowly across the fine sand.
Zhao Qing also walked barefoot beside them. The two walked hand in hand, quietly listening to the sound of waves hitting the rocks.
Until the night fell and the bright cold moon shone, the sea before my eyes became deep and terrifying... dark and turbulent, as if it could tear apart all tangible things in the world and bury all time and years in it.
Si He's bright eyes flickered, and her slender hands clenched open as if she had picked up something.
Zhao Qing immediately took out a wooden stick and used the Flowing Cloud Spear Technique to fight her...
The girl was as light as a swallow, and her slender hands danced lightly, forcing Zhao Qing to dodge repeatedly.
This was Si He's stupid idea - to let Zhao Qing have the outline of an illusory sword in his mind, so that he could realize the existence of the Sword of Light.
Zhao Qing sometimes dodged sideways, sometimes leaned forward to counterattack with the help of a wooden stick, like a lunatic dodging a weapon that didn't exist...
Sometimes he couldn't dodge in time and the girl's slender hand swept across his body. The two looked at each other in surprise and smiled, and started over again.
The sound of the waves mixed with the girl's shouts spread far and wide.
Until a unique meaty aroma wafted from the seaside...
The sea water in the cold night is not cold, but instead makes people feel a little warm. The two leaned on the wet sand, put their legs in the sea, and greeted the waves one after another.
Under the cold moon, the reddish-brown meat skewers have an attractive, shiny color, slightly spicy with a hint of freshness. Even if there is a slight smell of mutton, it is much better than the delicacies from other worlds.
Si He casually threw the bamboo sticks beside him, opened a can of beer and clinked it with Zhao Qing's, frowning and saying, "When clinking glasses, your wrist cannot be higher than the host's."
Ah, okay, okay.
Zhao Qing handed the can over again. The crisp sound of collision stirred up some foam, which flowed down his arm into the ocean.
"You're on top, you're on top," he laughed.
Si He glared, puffed out his cheeks and swallowed the skewer of meat, then sneered, "I want to be on top, don't you agree?"
"Then can you move on your own?"
The girl leaned forward upon hearing this, her eyes full of teasing. "Kneel down and bow your head. Both the master's true body and the beast's body are mine."
Zhao Qing frowned and said, "Didn't I kowtow to you when the incense was first lit in the Siyou Temple?"
Si He slowly shook her head and picked up the can. As she tilted her head back, the wine flowed from her lips, across her slender neck, and soaked deep into her round-neck sweater.
In just a few seconds, she threw away the empty wine can. A playful look flashed in her eyes. She lifted the man's chin with her finger and said with a smile: "If your heart is not sincere, it will not count."
The girl nasally whispered in Zhao Qing's ear, as if to draw the man's soul out: "I'm just cheating, what can you do?"
?
Still carrying something like this?
Zhao Qing pressed her down on the beach with his backhand, pinched the girl's cherry lips and kissed her deeply.
Si He's bright eyes trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes while hugging his arms...
The light waves soaked the wet sand again, and the turbid sea water lifted up the messy white hair and swayed freely in it.
A moment later, a ray of red climbed up the goose neck, and the girl's pretty face looked particularly charming in the cold night.
She snorted twice, pushed Zhao Qing away and sneered, "Want to sleep alone tonight?"
Zhao Qing: ...
In fact, it feels good for the little fox to crawl around in the quilt.
He mused, "I originally had no interest in small beasts."
Si He lay on the side and sneered: "Unless it's a girl with animal ears?"
"Chest and hips raised? Can you crawl and scream? Do you still have to call you daddy?"
The girl stood up and opened a new can of beer. She whispered in Zhao Qing's ear, "It depends on your performance."
She turned and lay on the man's chest, her legs crossed and stepping into the sea water.
There was some sand in the wet white hair, and a pair of fluffy ears appeared out of thin air, which Zhao Qing held in his hands and played with.
Zhao Qing gently rubbed his ears, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.
He looked at the huge rocks on the seashore and casually said...
"I had never seen the sea before I came to this city to study at university."
"When I was a sophomore, I got drunk with some classmates and rode a shared bike to the beach to hang out."
"There were a few people squatting on the beach, warming themselves by the fire, under the big rock over there. I took advantage of my drunken state to climb up the rock, warm myself by the fire, and watch the sea with them."
"later……"
Si He's pretty face flushed red as she whispered, "What happened next?"
"Later I found out it was a local custom of burial at sea, and they were visiting graves."
puff...
Si He smiled lightly, her feet kicking gently in the seawater: "Then it must be with a female classmate."
Zhao Qing laughed and said, "Wouldn't it be even scarier if I came to see the sea with some male classmates at night?"
……
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Beneath the blue sky, the mountains and seas stretch far away.
The West Sea is surging, and there is the Que Mountain stretching for thousands of miles.
The top of Que Mountain is called Zhaoyao. It is as high as the clouds and stands on the shore of the West Sea.
There are many laurel trees in the deep mountains, and jade stones hanging from the cliffs.
Zhao Qing was wearing a linen robe, holding the Han Guang sword in one hand, leaning against a towering tree and looking at the sea.
The woman in white stood quietly, a relieved smile flashing across her dark brows.
Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice gave people a cold and distant feeling.
"There are many Mi Gu trees on Zhaoyao Mountain. If you carry a Mi Gu leaf with you, you can travel freely among the mountains, and there will be a herd of beasts to guide you in your journey."
She gently waved her delicate hand and took a piece of crisp silk thread into her hand. Her beautiful eyes looked at the man and said, "This is Zhu Yu. After taking it, you won't feel hungry or eat for several months."
Zhao Qing nodded slowly.
Si He said last time that he would bring him to Zhaoyao Mountain, but the connection between their minds suddenly ended, and they didn’t arrive here until today.
He stared at the phantom in his hand with his sword eyes, and still felt it was incredible as he gently swung it.
The woman leaned over and took the Han Guang sword with her delicate hand. She pointed at the sword tip with her slender finger, and an extremely terrifying Taoist aura dissipated, causing the huge waves in the distant West Sea to subside instantly.
"Master will teach you a few sword moves, which are from the Hanguang Sword. You can use the sword secretly to protect yourself in the future."
As Si He stepped into the air, particles of dust rose up and covered the Han Guang sword in his hand, outlining it into a tangible object.
"Just understand a little bit of the true meaning."
A smile flashed across the woman's beautiful eyes, and her jade fingers gently stroked the end of the sword...
Before any movement was seen, an extremely mysterious and sharp sword intent spread out. Zhao Qing watched silently, carefully comprehending the artistic conception.
In his eyes, Si He had her bun tied up high and looked gorgeous and elegant, but her figure gradually turned into nothingness, as if she was lost between heaven and earth.
Only the three-foot cold sword formed by the accumulation of sand and gravel was wandering freely in the sky.
The world before his eyes flickered and changed constantly. Before he could comprehend anything, the Han Guang Sword suddenly appeared in front of his eyebrows. The sand on it was blown away by the wind. At the end of the sharp sword intent, stood a smiling white-haired fairy.
"Didn't you see clearly? I'll be slower this time."
Si He took slow steps, and as he turned around, phantoms appeared out of thin air and then froze and shattered.
Look closely again... the cloud sleeves are lightly gathered, and the green sword is pointed to the northwest sky.