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Chapter 126 What kind of monsters are these! 【For subscription】

at night.

Lying on the bed, Ning Lang was recalling the sword moves he demonstrated in the evening. Although the probation of talent was over, Ning Lang's memory was not weak at all, and he also demonstrated it himself, so Ning Lang remembered these sword moves very well. clear.

Leaving aside some useless moves, there are a total of 49 swords.

Ning Lang closed his eyes, and in his mind, the ink figure held the sword and demonstrated the 49 swords again. Under the urging of Ning Lang's thoughts, the ink figure continued to disassemble and reassemble the 49 swords, and its movements became more and more intense. smoother.

This process lasted for three hours, until all 49 swords were smoothly connected together, as Ning Lang's consciousness became blurred, the ink figure disappeared in an instant.

Spit one take five.

There was a regular breathing sound in the room.

Early the next morning, Ning Lang woke up naturally when the sun just came out. He raised his sword, put on his shoes and socks in a hurry, and went directly to the open space in front of the bamboo house, and connected the last night of ink and wash villains together. The sword move was practiced.

He didn't use aura, but simply imitated moves.

once, twice, three times...

It wasn't until Ning Lang finished practicing all the moves in a harmonious and smooth manner that Ning Lang started the real practice.

No one could see Ning Lang's movement of drawing the sword. He was still stabbing the sword in the first breath, but turned into a sword in the next breath. The weight of Ning Lang's naked eyes seemed to disappear completely, and he became free to flow in the air like the wind.

It's getting faster.

He has entered a state of selflessness, his mind is now full of sword moves, his mind controls his body, and he has entered a state where man and sword are one.

The sword light flowed, and the leaves chopped off by the sword energy fell down.

Ning Lang's sword couldn't stop until now, and he even closed his eyes to completely immerse himself in this wonderful feeling.

In the Treasure Pavilion.

The old man suddenly looked out of the attic, and said to Mei Qinghe: "Boy Mei, hurry up to Miaomiao Peak, there will be a good show there."

"Now?"

"Ah."

Mei Qinghe swept out of the Treasure Pavilion in an instant and came to Miaomiao Peak.

Li Hongri, Yu Zhen, Gao Qianshou, and Qian Dahai heard the wind from nowhere, and they all swept over.

They stand in the air.

Ning Lang's apprentices stood under the bamboo huts.

They all looked at only one person.

"That's right, that's right, that's it. The position of the wrist-relieving flower is just right. The aura should be controlled more stably. The soft part should be thin, and the hard part should be thick. Try again and try again!" Ning Lang said. Muttering in my heart.

He was unaffected by the onlookers.

Now he has only one sword in his hand, and only one sword in his heart.

His breath gradually calmed down.

The flying dust and fallen leaves slowly stopped, still, absolutely still.

At the moment when everything in the world returned to nature, Ning Lang's body and hands moved simultaneously.

After half a column of incense.

Everything was quiet, Ning Lang put the sword back into its sheath, and it floated to the ground.

Mei Qinghe asked: "You created your own sword technique?"

"That's it."

"What is your name?"

"I didn't think so."

"Take one now."

Ning Lang thought for a while, and said, "Walking as a knight?"

"You write me a copy of the cultivation method and experience, and I will take it to the Treasure Pavilion."

"Forget it, most people can't learn it."

Mei Qinghe rolled his eyes and said, "If you tell me to write, just write."

"I have to pay."

"Row."

Ning Lang didn't expect Mei Qinghe to agree, he said with a smile: "I'm just joking with you, this set of swordsmanship was originally learned from the 96 swordsmanship books in Zangbao Pavilion, and it would be too much to charge money .”

"Oh, you have a conscience, kid."

Mei Qinghe smiled, turned and left Miaomiao Peak.

Seeing that Li Hongri's group hadn't left yet, Ning Lang asked with a smile, "Have you guys seen enough of the excitement? Do you want to sit down again?"

Gao Qianshou hurriedly said: "Next time next time."

The four of them then left.

On the way, Li Hongri said with embarrassment: "I only memorized eleven moves in this set of swordsmanship."

"I just remembered the seven tricks."

"Oh." He sighed several times.

"I'm afraid that in a few years, his apprentices will surpass us."

"Sooner or later."

Li Hongri said: "One day, I will immediately resign from the position of elder and abdicate to the virtuous."

Yu Zhen said: "It seems Brother Qiu figured it out earlier than we did."

……

Zhengqi Peak, Treasure Pavilion.

"Master Uncle, if Ning Lang's self-created sword technique is finished, on which floor should it be placed?"

"How many floors do you think should be placed?"

Mei Qinghe recalled it for a while, and said, "The eighth floor!"

The old man shook his head.

Mei Qinghe frowned and said: "That set of swordsmanship is not inferior to "Lonely Front" and "Half Moon Flowing Water"."

"So it can't be put together with those two books of swordsmanship."

Mei Qinghe came to his senses, stared and said: "Master Uncle, you mean?"

"Well, just leave it here."

Mei Qinghe turned his head to look at the bookshelf where only seven or eight exercises were placed, and the expression on his face became richer.

The ninth floor of the Treasure Pavilion.

Only store things that are priceless in the world.

……

On Miao Miao Peak.

Jiang Keran took the lead in cupping his hands and said, "Congratulations, master, for creating a set of supreme swordsmanship."

Jiang Chen, Gan Tang, Lin Qiu, and Li Huaijin also agreed.

Ning Lang smiled on his face, yawned and said, "It's not a matter of supreme swordsmanship, but this set of swordsmanship is all-encompassing, soft and strong, and the subtleties of swordsmanship, saber technique, spearmanship and so on in the world are mostly interoperable. Yes, I can disassemble it and teach you in the future.”

"Thank you Master."

Ning Lang stretched his waist and said, "Last night, I only slept for two hours during the whole night. As a teacher, I have to go back to the cage to sleep. You can practice on your own."

"Yes."

……

evening.

Mei Qinghe came to Miao Miao Peak again, but this time he did not come empty-handed, and brought the Spirit Casting Pill that Ning Lang had been longing for.

Before leaving.

Mei Qinghe specially emphasized one side, and asked Ning Lang to write out the set of swordsmanship called "Xia Ke Xing" that he created in the morning as soon as possible.

Watching Mei Qinghe leave.

When Ning Lang was about to call Song Xiaohua over, Jiang Chen stopped practicing on the edge of the cliff and suddenly walked over quickly: "Master, I can't hold back, I'm about to break through."

"Sit down, and I will help you protect the law."

Jiang Chen, who was gushing with spiritual energy in his body, immediately sat down on the ground, with his hands hanging on his shoulders, and carefully forced the spiritual energy in his body to the cave.

at this time.

Gan Tang and Jiang Keran also walked over from the edge of the cliff, and said in unison: "Master, I have to break through."

Ning Lang patted his forehead, full of helplessness.

Why don't you break through if you don't break through, and if you want to break through, you will all rush together.

"Sit down."

"Ah."

Two more people sat in front of them.

cliff edge.

Song Zhifei was reciting the "Great Freedom Heart Sutra", and just before finishing the last few lines, he fell into a drowsy sleep. In his dream, he saw many scenes from his previous life. He was not as surprised as before, but He accepted all this calmly, but when a girl with braids appeared in front of him, he became excited, and he began to talk in sleep, and the beginning of each sleep talk was the same name—— — Nan Qiao.

Lin Qiu may have benefited from the sword technique created by Ning Lang this morning. He is also in the process of epiphany at the moment. He combined various techniques on the first floor of the Zangbao Pavilion to create various sword techniques of his own. Boxing skills, palm skills, sword skills, body skills...Although they don't seem to be advanced, once he has laid the foundation, when he reaches the eighth floor of the Treasure Pavilion, no one in the world can match him with more than two hands. number.

Li Huaijin stood there blankly, glanced at the three people on Ning Lang's side, then at Song Zhifei and Lin Qiu, and said in a daze, "What kind of monsters are these?"

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