Lord Sword Immortal will not be defeated

Chapter 29
Ling Yueer looked at it for a long time before putting down the booklet reluctantly.

Wang Li suddenly said, "I haven't asked you before, how did you meet that scholar?"

Hearing this, Ling Yue'er's eyes sharpened immediately, and she opened her mouth slightly to reveal a pair of pointed canine teeth.

She angrily poked at the food in the bowl with her chopsticks, and said angrily, "I met him when I was eavesdropping on a private school. He was teaching there."

"Eavesdropping?"

"Well, I like to listen to people's stories, but there are many things I don't understand, so I have to learn."

Wang Li licked his lips, not knowing what to think.

Click!

The chopsticks in Ling Yueer's hand were suddenly broken, and she immediately threw down the chopsticks angrily: "I hate it! Don't eat it!"

Looking up, she looked at Wang Li and said: "In half a year, that damned scholar hasn't taught me half of the Analects of Confucius. Obviously, I have been studying it seriously every time I go, but he is only busy with his own affairs, not at all. Teach me seriously, in vain I will bring him tuition fees every time I go, thinking about the future... But! He actually wants to sell me!!"

As she said that, Ling Yue'er became more and more angry, her eyes gradually changed, her round pupils turned into vertical pupils, and even a layer of fluff began to grow on her fair and smooth skin.

Is this what it means to show your true form with anger?
Wang Li wanted to laugh, but managed to hold it back.

Speaking of it, this was Ling Yueer's first real vent after the incident, after all, it was easier to resolve the matter than to keep it in her heart.

"You are a cat demon, why would you want to marry a mortal?"

"I can't blame those storytellers! They all told stories about monsters and people, so beautiful that it made cats cry. Now I know that they are all lies! It's a good thing I didn't marry him, but it's a pity that I didn't get revenge with my own hands."

"Huh? But when I was in the ruined temple, I heard you say... your family's husband?"

"Isn't Xianggong a name for a scholar?"

"That's right, but adding the first two words generally refers to the husband."

Ling Yue'er's eyes turned red immediately: "No! I've read "The Commandments"!"

Wang Li finally couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I didn't expect you to be a knowledgeable and cultured monster."

Ling Yue'er gritted her teeth again: "Hateful! If I had known at the time, I shouldn't have had illusions, I should have killed them all directly!!"

But Wang Li shook his head: "If you really did that, then Master Qingchi probably wouldn't mind getting rid of the demon directly."

Hearing this, Ling Yue'er shrank her neck, "Actually, I have discovered you, especially the old monk, he is like a sun in my perception, I thought I was dead..."

"Master Qingchi is not an ordinary monk, but if you meet another master, then you are really dead." Wang Li thought of Qing Wang, this old monk with a stern face and a tough style always reminded him Fahai.

Ling Yue'er curled her lips, lowered her head and said nothing.

"In the future, you can rest assured. Although my strength is not as good as yours, I am a human race, and no one will casually say things like exorcising demons to you."

"Yeah, I'm your slave now." Ling Yue'er turned her head and pouted.

Wang Li raised her eyebrows: "Have you ever seen a slave eating with the master at the table?"

"It's not that I want to come!" Ling Yue'er stood up angrily, grabbed the spell book on the table, turned and left.

"Wait a moment!"

Ling Yue'er stood at the door, turning her head back with a cold face: "What else can I say?"

Wang Li bit the chopsticks lightly, looked at her figure curiously, and said slowly: "I remember that when you turned into a cat in the cave last time, the clothes on your body also fell off, but later you turned into a cat I didn’t see the clothes again. Also, if the clothes on your body are made of fur, are you wearing them or not?”

Listening to Wang Li's words, Ling Yue'er's eyes widened and her mouth couldn't help opening, as if she heard something earth-shattering.

When he finished speaking, Ling Yue'er's cheeks were flushed red, and her head looked like a ripe cherry.

"Shameless! Meow!!"

With a scolding and a scream, she instantly turned into a ball of blue light and fled into the night that had just risen.

Wang Li couldn't help laughing out loud.

Suddenly, he caught a light in the corner of his eyes.

Looking down, Wangcai was licking the empty bowl ecstatically, and his forehead was glowing at the moment.

The pale golden light was quite bright, illuminating its skull clearly.

The light source is roughly a few inches above the middle of the eyes, and there seems to be something about to break out of the body.

Wang Li's smile froze immediately, and then faded completely within a few breaths.

My happiness is too short...

Be it Nezha or Three Eyes, none of them are big figures that Wang Li can touch now.

But Wangcai's head is so bright, isn't it Xiaotiangou, but Yang Erlang?
As soon as his thoughts changed, Wang Li immediately shook his head.

How could Yang Jian become a dog?No matter how bad it is, he will just sleep in the dog's stomach like Nezha.

Based on the relationship between Yang Jian and Xiao Tiangou, maybe the light source at this time is the evidence that Yang Jian is hiding in its body?
Or, this has nothing to do with Yang Jian, but it will grow a third eye like its owner?
"Wangcai." Wang Li called softly.

The dog immediately looked up.

Wang Li smiled and pointed to its forehead.

Wangcai rolled his eyes up, and was startled for a moment, then he stood up straight up, his two front paws covering his forehead together.

But the light was so dazzling that it couldn't cover it at all.

So, Wangcai turned his head, his legs kicked upside down quickly, and he ran out of the door, lighting up half of the yard by him.

But soon, the pale golden light disappeared.

Wang Li ate alone, and the speed was much faster. After eating, he got up and packed it in the food box, and Uncle Xu also came in time.

Afterwards, Wang Li took a look in the yard, and saw that Wangcai dug a hole and buried his head, leaving only his body outside, which looked a little weird.

He shook his head, turned around and went back to his room, sitting cross-legged to practice.

Sword Qi is the first step in the practice of sword art.

Under normal circumstances, the sword energy that most people refer to refers to the aura with sharp attributes transformed from mana through the body of the sword.

As far as sword cultivators are concerned, true sword energy must be blessed with sword intent, and only when intent is used to control energy can it be called "sword energy".In this way, even if there is no sword in hand, mana plus sword intent can condense into a very fierce sword energy.

Sword art is more demanding, even a little extreme.

It guides the sword intent from the comprehension of the soul into the dantian, directly transforms the cultivator's mana into sword energy from the root, and sits here because of the fusion of sword intent, and later the spiritual energy travels all over the sky and turns into oneself When used, it will naturally become sword energy.In this way, there is no need to think or think, every move can be full of sword energy.

Of course, this kind of sword energy will not hurt oneself, because the sword intent is one's own, and the aura is also one's own, and the fused sword energy has no reason to attack the master.

If it is really injured, then either there is a problem with the practitioner himself, or there is something wrong with the method of cultivation.

In other words, if the sword qi in the body does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, wouldn't it mean that you would cut your own dantian meridian to pieces at every turn, why do you still practice it?

Step by step, the lotus absorbs the spiritual energy of the heaven and the earth, and travels all over the sky; the sword formula cultivates the sword intent, cultivates the sword energy, and sticks to the dantian.

Wang Li matched them very well.

【Concentration】Under the deepening of practice, the tranquil and elegant lotus fragrance permeated the air again.

Not long after, a kitten crossed the threshold silently. Seeing Wang Li's eyes closed tightly, it slowly let out a breath, then moved forward slowly, and finally couldn't stand the temptation, and lay down in his arms again.

(End of this chapter)