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Chapter 102 I just said... It's okay [Subscribe]

Two days later, light snow turned to heavy snow.

It's winter again, which inner disciples dislike the most. The reason why inner disciples don't like it is because inner disciples generally have a low realm, and they don't have much way to resist the winter cold.

Ning Lang took a few apprentices to practice exercises on the edge of the cliff early in the morning. After eating breakfast porridge and sitting quietly in the room for two hours to cultivate the realm, Ning Lang pushed the door and came out with a smile and said: "Jiang Chen, take me with you!" Stove, Zhifei, go to the stove and get sweet potatoes, let's roast sweet potatoes for lunch."

"it is good."

Jiang Keran and Lin Qiu also quickly helped, and after a while, a stove was built in front of the bamboo house, and all seven people from Miaomiao Peak gathered around the stove to warm up.

Jiang Chen's stature is not much shorter than Ning Lang's now, even a little taller than Jiang Keran, but his temperament is still the same as before, to put it nicely, to be honest, to put it bluntly, to be naive.

We have been together all year round, so if we don't sit down and take a look, Ning Lang really didn't realize that they have changed a lot compared to before.

Although Gan Tang didn't grow much taller, the parts of his body that should be fat have also grown fat, and there is a certain place where he can no longer hold one hand.

Jiang Keran was already seventeen or eighteen years old when he came here, and he was the one who had changed the least among the five.

As for Song Zhifei and Lin Qiu, the two of them should have just begun to grow, because their voices began to change at this moment.

Ning Lang looked around and asked Jiang Chen, "When are you going to break through to the Sea Viewing Realm?"

Jiang Chen scratched his head, grinned and said, "Master, I want to wait a little longer."

Ning Lang hesitated to speak, thinking of his perverted talent, he still didn't say it in the end.

"Keran, I've seen the saber technique you practiced this morning as a teacher, basically there is nothing wrong with it, what you need to do now is to 'detail' the saber technique."

"Into the micro?"

"Ah."

Jiang Keran asked: "Master, what should I do?"

Ning Lang thought for a while, and told Song Zhifei, "Zhifei, go to the kitchen and get some peanuts."

"Oh."

Song Zhifei Pidianpidian ran to the kitchen to get a handful of peanuts, Ning Lang picked out one casually, threw it on the ground, and said to Jiang Keran, "Give me your Dragon Sparrow Knife."

Jiang Keran quickly drew the knife and handed it to Ning Lang.

After Ning Lang took it, he raised the knife slightly, and then slashed down at an extremely fast speed. The peanuts in the snow didn't move at all, but Ning Lang had already handed the Dragon Bird Knife back to Jiang Keran.

Seeing Jiang Keran's bewildered expression, Ning Lang smiled and said, "Peel the peanuts and have a look."

Jiang Keran carefully peeled the peanuts.

A peanut with two segments fell out into four petals. The shell of the peanut had no flaws on the outside, but the two peanuts inside were indeed cut vertically.

Jiang Keran swallowed his saliva, and immediately asked, "Master, how should I practice this?"

"Practice control first, and then practice control."

"Oh." Jiang Keran still didn't understand.

Seeing this, Gan Tang said, "This is not difficult."

As he spoke, Gan Tang took out a long and thin silver needle from his waist, and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, as if sewing something with a needle, he passed the needle through the handkerchief, and immediately raised the handkerchief and said, : "Look, the needle went through the handkerchief, but there was no pinhole mark on the handkerchief."

Jiang Keran immediately said: "Senior Sister, that's because your needle is thin."

"Nonsense, or what Master said to let you master the saber technique to the smallest detail."

"Into the subtleties, so that's what you mean?" Jiang Keran thought to himself.

The master and apprentice were chatting.

Gao Qianshou, who hadn't been to Miaomiao Peak for a long time, came to visit unexpectedly. As soon as he landed on the ground, he hurried forward and said, "Ning Lang, Ye Han from Zhengyang Palace is here."

"Ye Han? What is he doing here?"

Gao Qianshou shook his head and said, "I don't know, the suzerain is receiving him now, but he should be here for you."

"Come for me?"

"Ah."

Ning Lang picked up a sweet potato with a stick, rolled it in the snow, threw it to Gao Qianshou and said, "He came for me, why did you come here in such a hurry?"

Gao Qianshou took the sweet potato thrown by Ning Lang, glanced at the five puppets on the edge of the cliff, and said nothing with an embarrassed expression.

At the beginning, Gao Qianshou went to Zhengyang Palace with Ning Lang. He saw these five puppets last time, and when he thought about Zhengyang Palace, he could naturally guess that these five puppets were Ning Lang from Zhengyang Palace. Brought by Yanggong.

Ning Lang followed his gaze, and suddenly realized, he quickly ordered: "Lin Qiu, hurry up! Move those five puppets to your room quickly, and don't take them out for a while!"

After Jiang Keran finished training with five puppets, Lin Qiu continued to practice with these five puppets.

After Lin Qiu hummed, he hurried to the edge of the cliff and moved the five puppets into his room.

"Elder Gao, the sweet potato is very sweet, try it."

Gao Qianshou glanced down at the scorched sweet potato in his hand, nodded slightly, then turned and left Miao Miao Peak.

Ning Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and after distributing the baked sweet potatoes to several apprentices and Xiao Hua, he asked them to go back to their rooms to practice.

……

It's a moment of application.

Standing on Miaomiao Peak, Ye Han cupped his hands towards the bamboo house and shouted, "Elder Ning, junior Ye Han came to ask about the sword."

There is peace on Miao Miao Peak.

Seeing this, Ye Han raised his voice and shouted again.

Ning Lang got up from the bed, yawned, then walked slowly to the door, opened the door and saw Ye Han, and asked lazily, "Ask about the sword, what kind of sword?"

Seeing Ning Lang, Ye Han's heart beat involuntarily, he lowered his head slightly, and said respectfully: "When Elder Ning left Zhengyang Palace, he taught me a way to practice swords. I practiced it in seclusion for half a year. After two years of sword practice, and now I have realized a sword, I would like to ask Elder Ning for guidance."

Ning Lang stretched his waist and asked, "Do you still think you can become number one in the world?"

Ye Han was stunned.

He couldn't figure out why Ning Lang would ask such a question.

Ye Han hesitated for a long time, and finally replied: "I don't know if it's possible, but I think so."

Ning Lang paused for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "Don't damage the things on my Miao Miao Peak, come with me, and let you use your sword in another place."

"it is good."

The two left Miao Miao Peak one after the other.

Ning Lang brought him to the foot of Zhiku Cliff, then stood aside and said, "I'll give you just one chance to use your strongest sword right now."

"Ah."

Ye Han nodded solemnly, and drew out the Qinghong Sword from his waist.

He had been preparing for this sword for three full years.

He was taught a lesson by Ning Lang at the gate of Zhengyang Palace, and he will never forget it in his life, so from the first day of retreat, he has been looking forward to this day, looking forward to using this sword in front of Ning Lang, making him He can look at himself with admiration.

When he practiced calligraphy, he used Langhao, which opened wide and closed, showing his sharpness, so that his aura was also the same when he practiced swords later.

With the sword in his hand, a sense of pride arose in his chest.

"There are 300 million sword immortals in the sky, and you must lower your eyebrows when you meet me." These words echoed in his mind again.

The sword on his body is getting stronger and stronger.

Ning Lang squinted his eyes slightly, and said in his heart: "Is this fool really enlightened?"

Ye Han let out a deep cry, and made a move with his sword.

A majestic sword qi blatantly cut towards the waterfall, the creek was cut in two, and even the pebbles in the water were exposed.

"bang"

A loud noise resounded through the valley.

A smile appeared on Ye Han's face, and he quickly turned to look at Ning Lang.

"That's it?"

Ning Lang looked calm, and said in a cold voice: "Ye Han, if you are an ordinary person, then this sword is really good, but you are the Son of Zhengyang Palace, if I were to evaluate this sword..."

Ning Lang prolonged his voice on purpose.

Ye Han was full of anticipation.

Ning Lang said indifferently; "I just say... it's okay."

……

(End of this chapter)