Traveling into the world of immortality, being supervised by my best friend and being involved

Chapter 191 Teaching Su Nanzhi Sword Skills

Wen Beixun remained silent, but Su Nanzhi already had a guess.

Among the six races in the world, only the gods, immortals and humans have awakened beast guardians who are spirit beasts.

Practicing and ascending to heaven is the only way to become an immortal.

They go against Heaven's will and are restricted by the Great Dao. Conceiving and having children will ruin their Daoist faith and affect their future promotions.

It’s not a human, nor a fairy, it’s... a God!

Even though he had guessed it long ago, Su Nanzhi still couldn't help but doubt.

Wen Beixun: "Don't you already have an idea?"

He did not point it out directly, but he tacitly agreed.

"Will the descendants of God also end up in the human world?"

Wen Beixun looked at Su Nanzhi with indifferent eyes and said affirmatively, "Yes."

He turned away, not wanting to discuss the subject any further, "Since you are not afraid of snakes, then start training."

Su Nanzhi couldn't sense the snake's breath, but she was sure that it was very strong, otherwise Wen Beixun would not have allowed it to train him.

He also planned to use all his strength to summon the Qingshuang Sword.

The bleak and cold sword energy was even stronger here, and the white mist lingered for a long time.

The sudden aura made Wen Beixun pause. He turned his head and stared at the Qingshuang Sword, and asked her: "Where did you get this sword?"

Su Nanzhi answered honestly: "An old man made a bet with me and lost, so he gave it to me as compensation."

"Compensation?" Wen Beixun frowned, then looked at the sword again, confirming that it was undoubtedly the Qingshuang Sword.

How could this divine weapon end up in the mortal world?
"Do you know who that old man is?"

Su Nanzhi pondered for a while and said, "Consider him my future master."

As soon as these words were spoken, Wen Beixun had already made up his mind.

He then asked, "Do you know how to use two swords?"

Su Nanzhi shook his head.

She had only practiced one set of sword moves.

It is indeed as Wu Ji said, I have been away for a while and my cultivation progress has fallen seriously behind.

Wen Beixun opened his hands to her, and Su Nanzhi obediently handed over the Qingshuang Sword, and then summoned the Zidian Sword and gave them to him as well.

"Okay."

A voice without any warmth fell, and Wen Beixun held the Purple Lightning Sword in his right hand and the Green Frost Sword in his left hand, and started to move forward on the huge ice lake.

He walked like a dragon, his body was light and graceful, and each of his moves was vigorous and sharp.

Su Nanzhi watched carefully and silently memorized those sword moves one by one in his mind.

The fine snow was still falling, and the sword in Wen Beixun's hand was flickering like a galaxy of stars.

The white brocade robe blended into the snow, as if man and nature had become one. In an instant, it seemed as if he was the only one left on the entire mountain top.

As he swung his sword, countless snowflakes were rolled up, forming beautiful arcs in the air.

In this white world, he is like an elf born from the holy white snow. Practicing sword is like a poetic dance, perfectly blending the purest beauty and power between heaven and earth.

Gradually, Su Nanzhi became dazzled.

After the last move, Wen Beixun's figure froze in place.

The two stood opposite each other, their eyes met in the air, and those indifferent and ethereal ice-blue eyes actually gave off a feeling of bewitching.

I don’t know if it was because his appearance was too eye-catching, or because she was grateful for what he had done for her, or because his personality and temperament were completely in line with Su Nanzhi’s XP.

Every time she saw Him, ripples spread in Su Nanzhi's heart.

Today, the feeling is even stronger.

The lake appears calm on the surface, but waves are already stirring inside.

Wen Beixun put away his sword, and his indifferent tone was filled with coldness, "Practice requires concentration, and cannot be affected by external things." The warmth in his voice penetrated into Su Nanzhi's body, and she shuddered.

She quickly took the sword and admitted her mistake: "Thank you for your teaching. I know I was wrong."

Su Nanzhi walked forward to the place where Wen Beixun had just practiced swordplay, and began to dance, imitating his every move.

She has had an amazing memory since childhood and a high level of comprehension. She can get the general idea of ​​something just by reading it once.

However, she was too obsessed with Wen Beixun's stunning appearance and his independent temperament, and before she was halfway through, Su Nanzhi's movements suddenly slowed down.

She stared intently and recalled Wen Beixun's actions, but what came into her mind was only the figure in white, strolling in the world, detached from the world.

Suddenly, she felt a chill behind her, and a cold breath sprayed on her ears.

Su Nanzhi's body froze, and she suddenly turned her head, her ears brushing across his cold and delicate face, staring into his crystal-like ice-blue eyes.

This was the first time they were so close.

It was also the first time that Su Nanzhi looked at his eyes up close.

Those captivating pupils are pure, flawless and crystal clear. With a slight turn, flowing light appears, changing into brilliant colors, floating green and flowing red.

Just looking at it felt like it was desecrating it, but I couldn't look away.

With her wrist grabbed, Su Nanzhi's body tensed and her expression dull.

In this world of ice and snow, my heart became boiling hot and shook violently like an erupting volcano.

"Focus your mind on the sword, and don't pay attention to other things."

His tone still had his usual elegance and grace.

Perhaps because of the close distance, Wen Beixun's voice was low, and his cold voice added a bit of magnetism, as if a lover was whispering in your ear.

Su Nanzhi's ears turned red from the base to the tips, and her cheeks were tinged with shame.

Her throat rolled, and she calmed down and followed Wen Beixun's teachings, concentrating all her thoughts on the sword.

He quietly looked at the little person half held in his arms, the tip of his nose lingering with the unique fragrance of the girl. He was stunned for a moment, and a bright light flashed in his cold eyes, and there was a rare fluctuation.

Seeing how focused she was, Wen Beixun withdrew his gaze, took her hand, and taught her the sword moves.

After going back and forth, Su Nanzhi had almost remembered everything.

Wen Beixun let go of her hand and let her try again.

This time, it was obviously smoother than before, and the sword moves were almost the same.

Her hair swayed in the wind as she moved, revealing her incomparable beauty.

With every move, her slender neck, as white as if made of soft porcelain, was revealed under her loose collar.

The last move landed beside Wen Beixun.

A faint fragrance floated in the air, he sniffed it lightly, and turned his head away uncomfortably.

Su Nanzhi was covered in cold sweat and breathing heavily, with the sword pressing against his body.

The sword skills that Wen Beixun taught her were very intense and required a lot from the body.

She had recovered a lot in recent days, but due to long-term weakness, she could not hold on to this training. Her hands and feet became soft and weak, and she fell down after losing all her strength.

Wen Beixun's pupils suddenly shrank, and he hurried forward to support Su Nanzhi's fallen body.

I had never examined her body carefully before, but now I realize how poor her physical condition is.

He couldn't understand how a talented disciple who grew up in a large sect in the human world could be so weak.

Thinking back to when he first met her, he discovered that there was still some demonic aura in her body. Wen Beixun's eyes grew colder and colder, as if snow had fallen in a deep ancient pond, and the coldness was even greater.

He injected spiritual energy into Su Nanzhi's body to help her regulate her breathing.

The girl in his arms had her brows relaxed and was sleeping peacefully.

After settling Su Nanzhi, Wen Beixun came out, condensed the water mirror, and called out to the person opposite him in a cold voice: "Ye."

Finally an intimate scene!!
Your mother complained: It’s really hard to write the love scenes between you two!