Xianzun, your sweet wife is fierce and sweet

Chapter 36 Swordsmanship

One month is not a long time for a person who is cultivating.But for Qian Gungun, this is a long waiting process and a short learning time.

After a trip to Penglai Xiandao, she firmly asked Chang Lezi to teach her the art of controlling the sword.

But I don't know whether Qian Gungun is too nervous or too stupid, or whether Yujian is too difficult. When learning Yujian, Qian Gungun either pokes the flying sword at Changlezi's body or throws the flying sword at the Kunlun building. Hit things.

Chang Lezi thought that the method he taught was not wrong, but why, his apprentice's fencing skills are so... Strange.

Either it flew towards itself or it flew towards the buildings. Fortunately, the quality of the flying sword was not very good. Otherwise, Kunlun would have to spend a lot of money to repair these buildings.

After four or five days of study, Qian Gungun's learning ability has not been enhanced, and he has retreated more and more, making no progress at all. Chang Lezi was so angry that he simply threw Qian Gungun to An Ion again, and he didn't know how to run away. Where did you go.

Qian Gungun also said that she was very helpless, she had no choice, at first she thought that controlling the sword was very simple, it was easy when watching other people control the flying sword, and the flying sword was very obedient, unlike herself now, swaying here and there put on.

But who knows, when it's her turn, Feijian will fly around uncontrollably. If she hadn't worked so hard to wrap her spiritual consciousness around Feijian, Feijian would have never known to take her to get it. where it goes.

When An Ion arrived, Qian Gungun was trying to direct his sword to fly where he wanted to go, but no matter what he did with the sword, it didn't budge.

Qian Gungun was so angry that she wanted to break the sword and replace it with a new one. Thinking of this, Qian Gungun raised her foot and stepped on the handle vigorously.

An Ion walked to Qian Gungun's side, and heard Qian Gungun's exasperated voice muttering there: "If you are disobedient, I will trample you to death, trample you to death!"

Hearing the sound of teasing, Qian Gungun quickly turned his head to see who was making fun of him, who dared to make fun of him so boldly, did he want to be beaten?
"Great Elder?" Qian Gungun was a little surprised, why did he come?Could it be that the master, the old man, left himself behind again?
And An Ion's next sentence confirmed Qian Gungun's thoughts, "Your master asked me to teach you the art of fencing."

Sure enough, that dead old man was so irresponsible. How could he be a master? Thinking about it, the elder taught him to read and write. Thinking of this, Qian Gungun couldn't help but despise Chang Lezi in his heart.

"Oh!" But Qian Gungun thought so in his heart, but he didn't show what he was thinking on his face, he just responded to show that he knew.

"Well, I heard that your master has been teaching you for several days, but you still don't know how to do it. It's really a bit..." An Ion shook his head, his tone was full of pity, and he also showed a pitiful expression on Qian Gungun's face.

Just when Qian Gungun was about to lose his temper from embarrassment, An Ion said again: "Demonstrate first, and let me see how it works." With just such a sentence, Qian Gungun immediately collapsed, which is also true.

In order not to let An Ion look down upon him, Qian Gungun stepped onto the flying sword, controlled the flying of the flying sword with his spiritual sense very seriously, and maintained his state very carefully.

But contrary to expectations, the flying sword might not understand what Qian Gungun was thinking, and its flight trajectory and speed were as weird and unclear as ever.

"Okay, stop." An Ion observed for a while, and then asked Qian Gungun to stop. There was no way, seeing Qian Gungun's fencing skills, An Ion not only felt cruel to his heart but also to his eyes.

"Actually, you're pretty good. You can master the skills in a few days and learn how to control the sword, and you can start flying." An Ion comforted Qian Gungun's fragile and shattered heart, lest she go berserk, yes It's not worth the candle to drive yourself crazy.

But An Ion forgot that what he said just now was to despise Qian Gungun's fencing skills, can she be prevented from holding grudges?

"Is there? My master said he learned it in one day." Qian Gungun didn't believe An Ion's words, after all, the experience of his predecessor was there.

Seeing Qian Gungun's pursed mouth, some disapproval of his words, An Ion couldn't help but feel ashamed, when did his words become so unconvincing?

"First of all, don't be so anxious to get on the sword and fly with the sword. You must first learn to control and control this flying sword." An Ion didn't want to entangle with her about these questions, otherwise they would discuss it again in the middle of the night. He has a deep understanding of this topic.

"I've learned it." Qian Gungun didn't understand why An Ion said that, she could control the sword, but she was a little unsteady.

"No, no, you haven't learned it, you haven't fully comprehended it. Controlling the sword is to control the flying sword, and you can only be superficial." An ion continued: "Controlling is to determine its behavior and speed. , don't step on the flying sword now, try to control this flying sword first."

"Isn't it? Otherwise?" Qian Gungun said that it's better not to be the way she thinks, maybe it means to ask her to try to make the sword fly stably before starting to step on the sword?

"Now try to control this flying sword with your mind, so that it flies to the other side of the mountain and then flies back, straight and steady." An Ion said, pointing to the mountain next to the trial ground.

When Qian Gungun heard it, it was not easy. The index finger and middle finger of her hands were put together vertically, the other three fingers were bent down, the left hand pointed to the right, and placed under the right hand, while the right hand was placed upwards under the forehead, concentrating the consciousness and mana Wrapping the flying sword, intending to control it.

At first, the flying sword obediently flew towards the direction Qian Gungun wanted to indicate, but after a while, the flying sword swayed left and right, and finally fell down.

At this time, Qian Gungun couldn't help feeling embarrassed, looking at An Ion with a flushed face, thinking it was very simple, but...

"You put too much spiritual power and magic power on the flying sword from the beginning, and there was not enough backup. At that time, the flying sword finally landed. First, you have to allocate a ray of spiritual power to control the flying sword. Except for the flying sword, You still need to pay attention to the distance and path." An Ion took out his flying sword, shrunk its shape, and then taught Qian Gungun how to control the flying sword with the minimum consumption.

"You have to pay attention, if you are going to rescue others from a distance, when your mental power is exhausted and your mana is also exhausted, then how will you rescue others? Could it be that you can't hold back?"

(End of this chapter)