After the infinite death, the villain, she is rotten

Chapter 6 The Woman Who Lifted My Skull

Today is the swordsmanship theory class.

The instructor who taught them was a swordsman in the Jindan stage. Although he looked only 26 years old, his bone age was actually more than 300 years old.

In the golden elixir stage, the body is bigu, and there is no need to eat ordinary food to have a sense of satiety, and the appearance will remain forever.

Instructor Qing Xu saw that there were 30 people present, none of whom were absent, and he was very pleased.

She unfolded the jade slip in her hand with a smile, and lines of golden text floated in the air.

"Today, what is the natal spirit sword, is there any disciple who knows a little bit about it?"

Xiuying was sitting next to her eldest grandson Fuling, and she was beating drums when she saw that the person next to her was still asleep.

Instructor Qing Xu was already about to start giving lectures. This guy was still dozing off, but it was discovered that he was going to think about the past.

She reached out and poked her eldest grandson Fuling, who woke up and looked at Xiuying in confusion.

Qing Xu said, with a glance, he saw the small movements of the two of them.

Today, these two people have no discipline in class, how decent it is!
"Then please ask grandson Fuling to explain what is the natal spirit sword?"

Instructor Qing Xu looked at the eldest grandson Fuling blinking his eyes in a daze and shook his head helplessly.

Still too high-spirited and arrogant, as soon as there is some achievement, he starts to relax.

"Since you can't answer, think about it."

"The natal spirit sword represents the original heart of a sword cultivator, and is also the natal magic weapon of a sword cultivator. To cultivate a natal sword spirit, one must understand the meaning of the sword, comprehend the embryo of the sword, and follow one's own spiritual power to merge into one."

The eldest grandson Fuling answered aloud when Qing Xu was being punished.

This kind of problem, as the eldest grandson Fuling who has died a hundred and eight times in the golden elixir stage, is a bit pediatric.

Seeing that the eldest grandson Fuling paused halfway through his answer, Qing Xu nodded.

"That's right, you're talented. Other students in the class can't follow your sister Fu Ling's lead in class."

After finally waiting for get out of class to end, Changsun Fuling lay on the table feeling that all his energy had been exhausted.

In this book, she has died so many times, cut so many people, and her spirit has been tense and dare not relax, fearing that those who crusade her will at any time seal her throat with one sword, cut her stomach with two swords, and smash her body and bones with three swords .

Now relax, in this fairy mountain full of aura, Changsun Fuling feels like a baby wrapped in warmth, wanting to sleep all the time.

"In a few days, there will be a competition between the five sects. I don't know who the other sects will send this time."

"Who knows, I heard that the head of the Zhongnan Purple Palace has taken in a direct disciple called Leng Yuanshuang. I don't know if he will come. His aptitude is comparable to that of Senior Sister Fu Ling. He is very beautiful. I haven't seen it before. Woolen cloth."

"Really?"

"Hey, I seem to have heard of it, but their head has always kept a low profile."

"I heard that the Vermilion Bird Gate will come this year, and the Vermilion Bird Gate is full of women. If they really come, then we will be able to feast our eyes."

"Is your news accurate? The Suzaku Gate, which is far away in Penglai, is also here, so it will be very lively."

"You guys have something to do. Chang Mingzong doesn't know who will come this year. They have to find their place again this year after losing their talisman repairs last year. We have to deal with it carefully."

"Have you forgotten Qianyangzong? The elixir they practiced is really good, I have to stock up this time when I come here."

"Hahaha, Qianyangzong? That's just for a cutscene. I suspect that they are here to set up a stall to sell pills."

The eldest grandson Fuling, who was lying on his stomach and drowsy, heard the discussion of the disciples around him, and the scene of being killed a hundred times appeared in his mind.

Leng Yuanshuang!The woman who lifted my skull!
It's really unforgettable, your kid can lift my skull no less than six times.

Leng Yuanshuang is Lan Wuyan's direct disciple, and also the heroine of this book. She is equivalent to the existence of a group favorite in the sect. Lan Wuyan fell in love with Leng Yuanshuang after getting along with her on weekdays, and became Leng Yuanshuang's favorite. One of the strong backing.

This competition will also involve an important plot, the father and daughter recognize each other.

Leng Yuanshuang is the head of the Tiangang Sect, the real daughter of the original righteous father. After they met, the foster father loved her very much because of his deep guilt towards her.

Everyone in the school also favored Leng Yuanshuang into a group of pets because of the head, ignoring the original owner's feelings, and even Jun Chaosheng, who the original owner liked, couldn't help falling in love with her after getting along with Leng Yuanshuang again and again.

The original owner, a proud daughter of heaven, can still survive receiving this kind of differential treatment, so the original owner is jealous, disappointed, and mixed together to target Leng Yuanshuang everywhere and even frame her in the end.

The eldest grandson Fuling yawned seeing their heated discussions, stood up and walked out the door.

(End of this chapter)