The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

Although the scene before him was fantastic, it was full of life. It made Jingyan realize for the first time that the Sky Fox Clan really existed in history.

As they walked, Ling'er started to speak.

"By the way, Master Sword Spirit, what is the name of the sword you taught me?"

"name?"

"Yes, generally speaking, don't swordsmanship have their own names? For example, the chivalrous knights in the martial arts world must shout out the name of their swordsmanship before making a move, although Ling'er doesn't know what the point of shouting it out is..."

Ling Er paused and said with emotion: "But it feels very handsome, what do you think, Master?"

"Have you read any novels or novels recently?" Jing Yan rubbed his head and replied.

"Master, how did you know?!"

Ling'er opened her eyes wide in shock, her face full of admiration.

"It's hard not to think in that direction based on what you did..." Jing Yan explained in a low voice: "This is what Chuunibyou is like."

"What is chuunibyou?" Ling'er asked curiously.

"That's what you are like now."

"Master, are you praising me for being cute?"

“It’s hard to think in that direction…”

As he was talking, Jingyan began to think about the name of the sword technique that Ling'er had just mentioned.

A long, long time ago, when he realized his own swordsmanship based on the sword swung by Yun Su, he asked his master what the name of her swordsmanship was.

Yun Su just lazily glanced at the floating clouds outside Qingzhu Peak and answered casually: "No name."

"No name?" Jing Yan was puzzled.

"Well, sword techniques without names are the coolest. Those who introduce the names of their sword techniques before swinging their swords are all fools. When you see this kind of situation next time, you don't have to follow martial ethics. Just strike them with the sword when they are shouting their names. I guarantee they won't shout their names next time."

The words of the sutra were shocking.

The master actually realized the same truth as “villains die because they talk too much”, he is worthy of being a master!

Therefore, the sword technique that Jing Yan comprehended had no name. When he taught it to Wen Youqing and Luo Li, he did not tell them the name of the sword technique, but just repeated what Yun Su had said that year.

Wen Youqing and Luo Li were also greatly shocked, and thus, the sword techniques of the entire Qingzhu Peak were passed down from generation to generation, collectively referred to as the sword without a name.

But when facing Ling'er's question, Yun Su's appearance suddenly appeared in Jingyan's mind. As if fate was playing a trick on him, he swallowed back what he wanted to say and said inexplicably:

"Stay."

Jing Yan said: "This sword is named 'Su', which means destiny."

"Stay?"

Yun Ling'er frowned and nodded.

"What a strange name, only one word."

"It's better to keep it brief."

By the time Jingyan reacted, the matter was already settled. Fortunately, this sword technique only requires a single word, so it wouldn't take long even if he shouted it out.

"Stay."

Ling'er recited it softly and said seriously: "I remember it, Master!"

“It’s okay if I can’t remember…”

"How can I do that? This is the first sword move my master taught me. Of course I have to remember its name!"

"it is good......"

So, after gaining fame for her sword, Yun Ling'er's walking posture became much more arrogant.

"So, who exactly is the 'it' you're talking about when you say 'let it' have a taste of your power? The sun is about to set."

Dusk was about to fall, and Jing Yan asked curiously at the last moment.

"arrive."

Yun Ling'er stopped at the door of Granny Wang's house, raised the wooden stick she had picked up by the canal, pointed at the arrogant white goose inside, and said coldly like a martial arts master:

"It's okay, Master. I'll kill it in a flash... I've decided to eat goose meat tonight."

then.

Two minutes later...

Jing Yan looked at Ling'er running all over the street being chased by a big white goose and sighed helplessly.

The second-year syndrome really needs to be treated. There is no other way but to treat it.

107. File (Second Update)

There are still twelve days left before the battle with the Son of God.

In recent days, Li Lingshang always ran to Qingzhu Peak. After running there, he would go to Wen Youqing and Luo Li to talk about something furtively, looking mysterious.

Jingyan always had a hunch that they were going to get the whole big one.

But due to the lack of evidence and only a hunch, their whispers remained in Jingyan's mind as "the secrets of adolescent girls" and had not yet reached the point where he needed to correct them.

However, Jing Yan felt relieved to see that Wen Youqing and Luo Li, who had been without friends for many years, could actually chat with Li Lingshang. After all, if Wen Youqing and Luo Li continued to develop like that, the child of destiny would be trained by him into an autistic child.

At the same time, Yun Su appeared less frequently during this period. She seemed to be in a bad mood and always locked herself in her room all day long.

Jing Yan suspected that Yun Su had reached menopause.

But when Jingyan told Yunsu his reasoning, Yunsu raised his eyebrows and chased Jingyan halfway up the mountain.

Time passed like this day by day.

Ling'er's swordsmanship improved rapidly, but for some reason, she could never swing her sword in front of others, not even in front of the big white goose.

But she obviously didn't understand the principle of practicing more if she was not good at it. She still showed off in front of the big white goose day after day, was chased around the street by the big white goose day after day, and was determined to hold a grudge day after day.

It has developed into a closed loop.

At the same time, his swordsmanship was recovering in an orderly manner. According to Jingyan's estimation, he would be able to fully recover just a few days before the battle with the Holy Son of God.

That also happened to be the Sky Fox Clan's sacrificial day. During that time, Ling'er would climb the Sky Fox Clan's ancestral tree and go to the sacrificial pavilion to complete the grand ceremony.

All the time is stuck together.

This made Jingyan feel a little uneasy, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Lying on a bamboo chair in the courtyard, Jing Yan looked at the setting moon and closed his eyes silently.

The daily "Traveling Girl" segment is about to begin again. Let's see in what posture Ling'er will be chased by the big white goose this time!

As expected, the broken sword made a humming sound, and Jing Yan immersed his consciousness into the broken sword.

He suddenly opened his eyes, only to see three pairs of puzzled eyes looking at him from all directions.

The scripture says: “???”

He observed in astonishment and found that except Ling'er, the other two were girls with white hair and golden eyes. They all had the blood of the Sky Fox Clan and had beautiful faces that could overturn a city or a country.

The fox demon in a bright yellow dress looked older. She had gentle eyes and a smile on her lips. She poked the sword with a puzzled look on her face and asked in confusion:

"Ling'er, where is the sword spirit master you mentioned?"

Before Ling'er could reply, the charming girl in a purple dress beside her rubbed Ling'er's long hair and said with an expression of "as expected".

"Sister Jing, do you really believe what Sister Ling'er said? I think she was pecked silly by that big white goose."

Ling'er frowned, and angrily pushed Yun Zi'er's hand away, explaining in an angry tone: "I'm not stupid because of being pecked. If I showed my true ability, I would have killed it long ago and turned it into a delicious iron pot stewed goose!"

Yun Zir'er smiled and said something about how she saw Ling'er being chased by a big goose all over the street yesterday. Ling'er blushed and explained that the big white goose was raised by Granny Wang and she couldn't do it. This made the two people next to her laugh, and the air around them was filled with joy.

"Ling'er, what is this?"

At this time, Jing Yan finally couldn't help it. He didn't understand what was happening in front of him yet, and just asked blankly.

"Master Sword Spirit!"

Hearing Jingyan's voice, Ling'er became excited, pointing at the ancient ink-colored long sword and shouting to the two girls beside her: "Look, I didn't lie, did I?"

"Ok?"

Yun Zir'er cast a puzzled look. In her eyes, the sword that Ling'er was pointing at just stood there quietly, peacefully, without the slightest movement.

"Ling'er was really pecked to the point of being stupid?!"

She asked Yun Jing'er beside her in surprise: "Sister Jing, can you see the sword spirit that Ling'er mentioned?"

Jing'er shook his head and looked at Ling'er's little head with a worried look. A hint of worry appeared on his originally gentle face, making it even more gentle.

"How can it be!"

Ling'er looked at Sister Jing'er on the left, and Sister Zi'er on the right, and frowned deeply on her originally delicate and lovely face: "You are lying to me, right? You are pretending that you didn't hear it, right? How can you deceive a smart goddess like me!"

Jing'er and Zi'er looked at each other and continued to look at Ling'er worriedly.

After realizing that her two sisters were not pretending, Ling'er suddenly felt at a loss. She repeatedly confirmed that the blurry figure on the sword blade was still there, and asked Jingyan in confusion: "Master Sword Spirit, can you become invisible?"

"I don't know."

Jing Yan spread his hands. He couldn't even see his own sword, so how could he see his own reflection?

“No, you can definitely see it.”

Ling'er waved her arms and described to the two sisters beside her: "Look carefully at the shadow on the sword blade. Here, here, you can clearly see a figure... Although the face is a little blurry, it is really there."

Yun Jing'er and Yun Zi'er opened their eyes wide, but in the end, they could only see each other's surprised eyes in the sharp sword light.

"It is true." Yun Zier sighed, "He couldn't accept the fact that he was chased by the goose every day, so he developed psychological problems... If I had known earlier, I would have asked Granny Wang to tie the goose into a cage."

"Elder Xuanhu should have a solution." Yun Jing'er lowered his head and looked at Ling'er worriedly, thinking: "He has read so many books."

"I'm not sick!"

Ling'er shouted, "Master Sword Spirit, quickly use your invincible sword skills to think of a solution!"

The sutra says: "......"

This request was indeed a bit difficult for him. His current identity was merely that of an observer, and he was unable to interfere with Ling'er's world at all.

But even if he could interfere, he would not do so.

The main reason was that he was tired of seeing Ling'er being chased by a big white goose every day, and now there was finally someone who could cure her middle school syndrome - this was a good thing.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Ling'er was picked up by Yun Zir's arms and had a sad face as she was unable to resist.

"You can't see my Sword Spirit Master, which means that the Sword Spirit Master and I are destined to be together. Let me go, this is your problem..."

"Sister Zi'er, please don't hug me. I want Sister Jing'er to hug me. Your breasts are as flat as a file... Ahhhh, please don't hang me upside down. I didn't say anything wrong!!!"

108. Light and Darkness (Part 3)

Time changes, the sun, the moon and the stars move.

On Qingzhu Peak, the sound of insects chirping was extremely loud, so loud that Yunsu felt a little upset.

She has been dreaming about strange things lately.

She dreamed of a towering ancient tree. No one knew how many years it had grown. It was like a high mountain, with its crown reaching the sea of ​​clouds and its branches stretching as far as the eye could see.

It is like the backbone that supports the heaven and earth, ancient and sacred.

But then, the ancient tree that had experienced endless years caught fire, and the indescribably thick branches were cut in half by an unknown force, as if the spine between heaven and earth was broken. The ashes of the burning crown spread to the sky, dyeing the entire sky black, and the burning branches of the giant tree fell down with a loud bang, like an endless burning meteorite falling to the earth.

Yun Su suddenly opened his eyes and escaped from the suffocating scene like a drowning person.

Although early spring has not yet arrived, Yun Su broke out in cold sweat without realizing it. She rubbed her face, trying to sober herself up.

She pushed open the dusty window and a cool breeze blew towards her.

Yun Su shook his shoulders and looked out the window.