Beyond the Divine States Chapter 66: : The first lesson of the sword hall
"What do you want to say?" Ning Changjiu asked.
Ning Xiaoling stared at him earnestly and said: "Brother, are you a little nervous now?"
Ning Changjiu's heart moved slightly, and soon calmed down, and smiled and said: "How come? Junior sister, don't sell it."
Ning Xiaoling hesitated for a while while pursing her lips, then hesitated: "Brother...I suddenly felt that I can feel your emotions recently."
Ning Changjiu was stunned, and quickly understood. Since that day, when he took the four words "forever knot with one heart" from the marriage book as their anchor point for each other, their spirits and emotions were linked to each other, and there was a faint Some kind of subtle influence.
But for some reason, his emotions are always relatively flat, but Ning Xiaoling can perceive it, but Ning Xiaoling is obviously more free, her emotions, Ning Changjiu is more vague than looking at flowers through the fog.
Of course, he will definitely not admit this matter. If he admits it, he will have the illusion that he is not wearing clothes in front of the junior sisters. What's more, the marriage letter is Zhao Xianger, he is good at Using the words above, Zhao Xianger still doesn’t know about this...
Ning Changjiu asked: "Feeling emotions? What do you mean?"
Ning Xiaoling thought for a while, and said, "For example, after waking up that day, I asked where my master’s money was hidden. After I finished speaking, I could truly feel your happiness... you When I quarreled with Sister Xiang'er, I seemed to be quite happy. When we parted, I seemed to be quite happy. When I went to Tianku Peak, when you watched the clouds, it seemed a little sad, but you told Sister Lu where the rules are. When it’s wrong, it seems to be happy again..."
Ning Changjiu became more and more frightened as she listened, but when she thought that she could perceive her emotions, she quickly calmed her heart lake with a Heart-Clearing Mantra, and the waves were calm. He smiled and said earnestly: "Of course this is impossible, then Zhao Xiang'er and the brother are opponents of the three-year agreement. When I quarreled with her, I was very upset. How could I be happy, sister, are you affected by that demon fox, your mind is still a little confused."
Ning Xiaoling clutched the back of the chair with her hands, her brows furrowed, and her body shrunk slightly. She thought for a while and said: "But I really feel it, don't you feel it, brother?"
Ning Changjiu smiled and asked, "Then tell brother, what is my current mood?"
Ning Xiaoling looked at him steadily, pondered for a while, and finally shook his head: "I don't know."
Ning Changjiu sneered in his heart, I've cultivated my heart for more than 20 years and I'm still afraid of you being a little girl?
"Look, it may be an illusion. Don't think about it anymore. Peace of mind is the practice."
In the future, when the younger sister starts to practice officially, he will definitely spend less and less time in contact with the younger sister, and the influence of the words "eternal knot with one heart" should also slowly diminish over time!
Ning Xiaoling's eyes lit up suddenly, her neck moved like a sparrow, and said: "Brother, are you very happy now?"
Ning Changjiu's body tightened slightly, his expression almost not stretched, he immediately calmed his heart lake again, without changing his face and said: "What am I happy about? Junior sister, you should go back to the room and rest soon, and practice well in the future. Delay, if you have any difficulties in practice, you can also ask me. In short, don’t worry about brothers."
Ning Xiaoling bulged her cheeks and looked at him suspiciously. The soft hair that fell to the side was swaying slightly in the night breeze. She still didn't give up and asked: "Brother! Can you really not feel it?" ?"
Ning Changjiu calmly said: "Go back quickly. If you let other colleagues find out, you will embarrass Miss Lu."
Ning Xiaoling looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Brother, are you a little scared, angry, and helpless now?"
Ning Changjiu couldn't bear it, raised his hand, frowning and said: "Did you ask for a fight?"
Ning Xiaoling shut up immediately and slipped out of the room angrily.
Ning Changjiu's hands slowly dropped, his large sleeves swayed lightly.
"This cold wind is causing a headache. I have long said that I don't want to choose a room facing the southeast, idiot sister." He raised his hand and closed the window with a slap, and walked slowly to the couch. He lay down and sighed.
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In the early morning, when Ning Changjiu opened the window again, the landscape outside was covered with a layer of fine white snow.
Yixue fell silently.
He sat quietly by the window and adjusted his breath for a while, feeling the spiritual energy flowing between his bodies. If everyone’s spiritual veins are countless streams, then his spiritual veins are extremely narrow, and the sea of qi in the Purple Mansion is very narrow. It is like a huge blood supplying heart, which transports spiritual energy to various parts of the body along the spiritual channels. The number and width of the spiritual channels directly lead to the efficiency of spiritual energy transmission.
And this kind of innate aptitude problem can be improved by diligent practice acquired, but it is ultimately limited.
At this moment, Ning Changji’s physical problem is even greater. Many of the original spiritual veins are no longer narrow, but are like a mess, entangled and blocked. The imperial city has been running for several days, and various injuries are pressing on the body, making it even more dramatic. The physical problem.
If an ordinary person has such a body, he will be happy at first because he can practice, but soon he will be sad because the road is hopeless.
But Ning Changjiu would not think so.
Because he is sure at the moment, now this body is the same as the one used in the previous life.
He made sure that under the weathered stone, there was an excellent emerald, but he couldn't find the knife to split the hard stone layer for the time being.
How did you do it when you were unobservable in your previous life?
He can't remember the point.
Ning Changjiu adjusted his breath for a moment, his mind was slightly disturbed, and then there was a knock on the door. Ning Changjiu turned and looked around and saw Ning Xiaoling, who had put on a brand-new sword dress, was waving at him.
"Brother, these are new clothes. They are much more comfortable than our previous robe."
Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "Junior sister is getting more and more pleasant. I think that within a few years, there will be a little sword fairy coming out of Tianku Peak."
"Brother is talking nonsense again." Ning Xiaoling blushed slightly, then waved her hand and said: "Brother, then I'm going to class!"
Ning Changjiu waved at her.
Ning Xiaoling closed the door, and just saw a few doors open on the corridor. Several disciples of the inner door walked out of it and looked at Ning Xiaoling at the same time, and then glanced at the room in front of her with a slight expression. different.
Ning Xiaoling is still not used to being stared at by so many strangers, she almost opened the door and hid in, but stretched out her hand, but still retracted, she pretended not to see the sight of everyone, and turned around Go away.
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In this mountain, it is almost difficult to see the gravel rock mass. Most of the rooms and compartments are made of wood. In many cases, people in it will only feel like a wing room of an ordinary family. Here, no one would have thought that this was actually inside a towering stalwart mountain.
Ning Xiaoling walked up a step anxiously, there was no one with her, she always felt that something was missing.
At the end of the stairs, the light fell on her face. She clenched her fists and walked into the rising sun of Tianku Peak.
The winter wind blows cold, the snow reflects the morning light, and the fairy peaks seem to be covered with golden awns, dazzling and dazzling.
Outside the gate of the sword hall, the old man who took care of his disciple’s nameplate was sweeping the snow with a broom. Through the window of the wooden lattice, the morning light was divided into thousands of pieces and fell on her clothes. Ning Xiaoling came to the door early and saw this scene. The look of surprise seemed to be better than the sky cave. The snow color of Fengxindong.
Unfortunately, Brother didn't see it.
She thought with regret.
Today, Ning Xiaoling was the first one to arrive. She found a place aside and sat down under the sign of Lu Jiajia. The book case is all good wood grain, gentle and beautiful. Several books of varying thickness are stacked on top of it.
Every booklet is an invisible treasure.
Some people walked into the sword hall one after another. They saluted Lu Jiajia, and then sat down. Lu Jiajia just nodded, coldly, with the high-cold temperament of the head of the line.
Ning Xiaoling looked at this sword hall carefully.
Although she has never attended a private school, she always feels that, except for a more open space, it seems to be no different from private private schools.
Before Lu Jia married, there was a dark book case, and a straight wooden ruler was placed on the desk.
Behind Lu Jiajia, there are three huge screens. The screen is covered with a layer of black gauze. After the gauze, there are three demon-killing pictures. The first one is the barren man riding an elephant and killing it. Snake demon, the second is a group of immortals going into the sea to hunt and kill a monster with a human face and a dragon, and the third is a great demon with nine heads and mouth blowing ice and fire.
The three-volume screens are all inked and magnificent, and the characters are sketched but exquisite, which is unforgettable at a glance. The sword air painted by gold sand has the edge of the face, which is also true and magical.
Ning Xiaoling vaguely felt that the characters in the three scrolls seemed to contain some swordsmanship, but at this moment she could only vaguely feel the generality.
She couldn't see clearly after the screen, but vaguely she could see that it was a circular bookshelf with countless ancient scrolls on bamboo slips.
She looked up silently, trying to distract her attention by observing everything around her, but she still felt uneasy. This was the uncontrollable rumbling when she was in a new and unfamiliar environment.
Zheng!
Suddenly, there was a sword sound.
Ning Xiaoling's expression was shocked.
I saw Lu Jia marrying the wooden ruler with his fingers, but there was a clear sound like a sword humming.
At the same time, the copper bells hanging from the four corners of the sword hall also shook, and the sound of jingle bells spread across the top of the Tiankut peak.
It turns out that this wooden ruler is for sound transmission...
Ning Xiaoling thought this way, but saw a little girl running in at the side door, panting, her face turned pale when she heard the bell.
Ning Xiaoling remembered, this little sister seems to be called...Le Rou?
Lu Jiajia glanced at her coldly, and the little girl named Le Rou reluctantly walked to the counter and stretched out her hand.
Lu Jiajia picked up the wooden ruler and slapped it five times. The girl's soft pink palm instantly became red.
"Be late again next time, double it." Lu Jiajia said harshly.
Le Rou rubbed her little hand, nodded obediently, returned to the table and sat down.
Ning Xiaoling immediately looked away from the ruler.
It turns out that marrying a sister is so fierce...
After some peace, Lu Jiajia’s cold voice sounded: "Open the book, read the sword scripture."
I saw the disciples around me sitting in a serious manner and looking solemn. They took the first book on the table, opened it, and read it.
Ning Xiaoling's heart shook for a while, she learned the way they were, took the sword scripture, and spread it out in front of her.
The disciple next to her saw her face ugly, just thinking about her coming halfway, there must be a lot of falling behind, but after all, the master took her as the inner door, she must be extremely talented, and will soon be able to catch up.
Lu Jiajia also noticed her terrible look, smiled and comforted: "Don't be afraid, I will personally give you a sword talk later, so that you can catch up with the brothers and sisters sooner."
Ning Xiaoling raised her head, crying, and said: "Master, I...I can't read."