Merchant's daughter is not a concubine

Chapter 367 Qinglian Biography 09: Too Greasy
Ke Zi gave pear nectar again, which was closer to natural dew and nectar, which was more acceptable to Ke Zi, and they drank half a bowl in total.

"It's delicious!" Song Qinglian said proudly.

"This is good." Ke Zi stood up: "Seeing that you are trying so hard to please me, let me teach you a set of sword skills."

The corners of Song Qinglian's mouth twitched when she heard his words, but her next sentence made her happy again: "Sword skills?"

Ke Zi picked up a dead branch and started dancing.

His clothes were rich and heavy, and his hair was long.Following him, Song Qinglian was always afraid that he would accidentally step on her fine clothes and hair.But having known him for so long, it was obvious that her worry was unnecessary, because he had never stepped on it.

Now when he dances the sword, he is still alive and well, and he looks stunning, such gorgeous clothes, satin hair like ink, dancing the sword, coupled with the beautiful scenery of the fiery red maple forest, is really gorgeous luxury.Great visual impact.

Song Qinglian was dumbfounded watching him, until he finished dancing, stood in front of her, and said with a slightly stern face: "It's your turn!" She still couldn't recover.

"Ah..." Song Qinglian just came back to her senses, took Ke Zi's branch in a daze, and stood where he was standing just now, and then, she couldn't dance a single move!The whole person is not well!

Ke Zi rolled her eyes: "You are so stupid!"

Song Qinglian wanted to cry but had no tears.

Ke Zi walked over, took another branch, and compared each move one by one.The movements are simple, but quite mysterious, each pose seems to contain infinite changes.

Song Qinglian's heart trembled, and he followed him.

Although his swordsmanship looks simple, let's not talk about its meaning, even its shape is difficult to imitate.

But Ke Zi took the trouble and gestured over and over again, very patiently.

After Ke Zi taught for a long time, she only learned the first two forms, the mystery of which is still beyond her comprehension.Since the first time, Ke Zi never said she was stupid, and encouraged her: "Learn quickly."

"Hurry up? I... only imitated the first two poses." Song Qinglian panted slightly.

"Hmm." Ke Zi said, "Compared to my so-called peerless disciples, you are very good."

Song Qinglian was taken aback, he actually had disciples.But seeing that he stopped talking, it was hard for her to ask.After thinking about it, I was happy again: "Am I really fast?"

"Let's rest for a while." Ke Zi threw the branch, went to the table and sat on the ground.

Song Qinglian had just learned the two styles, and it was the time when she was enthusiastic, repeating them over and over again tirelessly.Simple gestures, but she didn't find them boring. Instead, every gesture made her eyebrows flutter as if she had discovered something new.

After gesturing for the hundredth time, Song Qinglian pointed at the tree skill in his hand, and suddenly became pleasantly surprised: "I know it! Ah Zi, I have learned the first move!"

Song Qinglian suddenly turned her head to look at Ke Zi.I saw that Ke Zi had already finished the bowl of dry noodles on the table, and he was holding a bowl of what he was drinking!
Song Qinglian took a closer look, and was so shocked that she jumped back a step!Because what Ke Zi was holding was nothing but the bowl of chili oil that she had just fried and was about to use half a spoonful of to drizzle the noodles!There are as many as a big bowl!

Hearing only a "grunt", Ke Zi had already drunk it!
Song Qinglian gasped and asked tentatively, "How..."

Ke Zi put the empty bowl away and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief: "It's okay, but it's a bit too oily."

Song Qinglian's eyes darkened, and she was terrified!
……

Song Qinglian consolidated that pose again.There is only daylight in the Ten Mile Solitary Forest, so they don't know the time at all.Song Qinglian also practiced self-forgetfulness, and when she returned to her room, the time had passed.

Early the next morning, Song Qinglian went to class.

"Today, I will teach you a set of sword techniques called Fengyan Sword Art. This is one of the sword techniques that Zihua Tianzun, the founder of Zihua Mountain, created when he was young. All disciples of the mountain gate must learn."

On Zihuashan Square, a young man was teaching the new disciples swordsmanship. He was the eldest disciple of a certain elder, his surname was Yu, and everyone called him Senior Brother Yu.

"This set of swordsmanship can be learned as long as you are in the Spiritual Realm." Senior Brother Yu said: "There are nine moves in total, starting from the fifth move, you need the Imperial Object Realm. Let's read the sword manual first and discuss it!" He said and looked at Mo Yuan , with a smile: "Also, congratulations to Junior Brother Mo Yuan for successfully advancing to the Yuwu Realm! You really deserve to be No.1 among the new disciples, with outstanding talent."

The new disciples around looked at Mo Yuan one after another: "Mo Yuan, it's so fast!"

"He is a talented young man from the famous fairy family in the east - the Mo family. Even in the past few decades, he has never been able to find such a talented boy."

"Nonsense, Senior Sister Linglong is much, much better than him! She just got started half a year earlier than us, she has already established the foundation, and is entering the bigu stage! She is not much older than us, she is only 16 years old. I want to establish the foundation, I am afraid It's impossible until the age of 30. Sister Linglong is a peerless talent!"

Mo Yuan was not angry when she heard this: "Senior Sister Linglong is indeed very powerful."

As everyone talked, they couldn't help looking at Song Qinglian again.Those eyes were weird, after all, Song Qinglian and Linglong entered together and worshiped the same master, but one of them is a peerless genius, and the other is a waste.It is said that Song Qinglian entered the door by pulling Linglong and holding Linglong's light.

A beautiful girl stepped forward: "Song Qinglian, why are your aptitudes so poor?"

Song Qinglian felt that she was very rude. Normally, these fellow students would respect her and be unfriendly, but she also knew some of their names. This one was called Liang Shan, and she had outstanding aptitude.

"Natural." Song Qinglian said coldly.

Liang Shan choked: "It's only natural for you to be born."

"Why can't you take it for granted?" Song Qinglian's eyes widened. "Your aptitude is also innate!"

Liang Shan snorted coldly, she had long been displeased with this sect head disciple: "Just because of your aptitude, you actually worship the master master as your teacher!"

"The teacher I worship based on my ability, you don't care if my aptitude is not bad!" Song Qinglian said: "If you have the ability, go and worship one!"

Liang Shan was almost stunned by Song Qinglian: "You are brazen! You are all under the honor of Senior Sister Linglong."

"I don't claim credit from anyone, and I don't owe anyone anything. No matter what my aptitude is, I won the opportunity myself." Song Qinglian said: "You can look down on me secretly, after all, your brain is yours and your heart is yours. Yes, I can't control it, but you have no right to scold me aggressively, after all, I don't eat your food! I don't spend your resources on cultivation!"

She doesn't take advantage of anyone, and she doesn't owe anyone. Linglong was her maid and her own. She exchanged her freedom for the chance to cultivate immortality.No matter how poor her aptitude is, she deserves it!

Liang Shan was taken aback by Song Qinglian's counterattack. She usually saw Song Qinglian not making a sound, but she didn't expect her mouth to be so fierce: "You—"

Liang Shan shouted angrily, drew out her sword suddenly, and slashed at Song Qinglian.

With a sound of "Zheng", Liang Shan's sword was blocked.Mo Yuan glared at Liang Shan angrily: "What do you want!"

As he spoke, the sword in his hand jerked violently, Liang Shan screamed and was thrown a foot away.

"What are you doing?" Senior Brother Yu came over with a livid face, "I asked you to discuss Jianpu, not to fight! Mo Yuan, what's going on?"

"Liang Shan picked it first." Mo Yuan said.

"Liang Shan!" Senior Brother Yu stared at Liang Shan coldly. "what's up?"

Liang Shan had already got up and was crying angrily, but Senior Brother Yu kept asking.

A girl named Dantong said unhurriedly: "Liang Shan just wants to make gestures with Senior Sister Qinglian! She is the head disciple! She is Senior Sister Linglong and Dijun's junior sister. She must have learned a lot in private. Qinglian Senior sister, can you enlighten me!"

The people around usually look down on Song Qinglian, upon hearing this, they immediately booed: "That's right, Senior Sister Qinglian, you started with Senior Sister Linglong and worshiped the same master, you can't hide your clumsiness."

"Hey, you guys!" Mo Yuan was furious, and pointed at those people with the hilt of her sword: "Don't bully people too much!"

Both of them want to see Song Qinglian make a fool of himself.After all, in the eyes of everyone, Song Qinglian is in the light of Linglong. She is a good-for-nothing, but she worships the enviable Master Zhang as her teacher. This kind of mismatch makes people jealous.

"Huh?" Senior Brother Yu looked at Song Qinglian and was startled suddenly: "Junior Sister Qinglian is actually smart."

As we all know, Song Qinglian's spiritual roots are messy, and people laugh at him as a funnel, which leaks out as much spiritual power as he absorbs, and can't even gather Qi.Unexpectedly, he actually felt the cultivation of the Spiritual Realm from Song Qinglian.

When the people around heard this, they were all taken aback, and they looked at Song Qinglian even more unkindly.

People are like this sometimes, a trash with a status they envy, should be more trash to meet their imagination, suddenly makes a little progress, others will have a feeling that they can't see it.

"Song Qinglian, give me a move!" Liang Shan raised the sword, bursting out with spiritual power, stabbing Song Qinglian fiercely.

As soon as Song Qinglian's sword qi crossed, it stopped.The spiritual power on his body also exploded.

But Liang Shan stepped into the Spiritual Realm a month ago, and was already familiar with this realm, while Song Qinglian only managed to break through yesterday, and her cultivation was unstable.Naturally, the spiritual power on his body was not as much and as strong as Liang Shan's.

No one else seemed to have any suspense in this duel, so Liang Shan must have won.

Seeing that Song Qinglian's spiritual power was not as good as her own, Liang Shan was overjoyed, and swung the sword in her hand towards Song Qinglian.

Song Qinglian was forced to retreat by her spiritual power.But it was only a retreat, and the spiritual power in his body did not wither due to the long-term maintenance, which was surprising.

"Song Qinglian, you are a waste!" Seeing that Song Qinglian didn't fall down because of the exhaustion of spiritual power, Liang Shan was furious, the spiritual power on his body circulated faster, and the sword power overflowed.

Song Qinglian snorted, turned the sword formula in her hand, and a sword flower knocked the sword in Liang Shan's hand away.

"Ah—my sword!"

Before Liang Shan could react, Song Qinglian gave Ke Zi the first stance that Ke Zi taught her, sweeping Liang Shan a foot away in one fell swoop.

In terms of spiritual power, Liang Shan is better, but in terms of skills, Song Qinglian is even better.

"Liang Shan lost!" The people around were shocked.

Mo Yuan was also startled: "Qinglian, you won!"

"Huh, this is it?" Senior Brother Yu stared wide-eyed: "Isn't this the Fengyan Sword Art that I'm going to teach today? But it seems a little different..."

The people around heard it too, and Liang Shan immediately jumped up: "You...you really have practiced it! I don't accept it! You have practiced Fengyan Sword Art a long time ago!"

Song Qinglian was taken aback, she didn't know that what Ke Zi taught her was actually the most basic Fengyan Sword Art of Zihua Mountain.

"Song Qinglian, bully!" Dan Tong said.

Song Qinglian looked at her coldly: "Junior Sister Dantong, didn't you say just now that I worshiped the head of the sect as my teacher, and Linglong and Dijun are my senior sisters and brothers. They must have learned a lot in private, so they asked me for advice." Yes! I have indeed learned a lot in private and taught me a lot. Why do you still say that I am a bully? Or, you think I don’t know anything, but you deliberately say that I have learned a lot in private, and then force me to compete. Embarrass me?"

"I...not..." Dan Tong blushed.

"Okay, seniors and sisters, it's normal for everyone to compete and win or lose. Don't make trouble anymore." Senior Brother Yu said.

Liang Shan was still unconvinced, her tears were choked back.

She obviously has a higher level of cultivation and better aptitude, but she lost to this trash, how can she be convinced!If the trash hadn't learned the sword art first, she would never have lost!

"Song Qinglian, wait!" Liang Shan said. "It doesn't matter if you have learned something, you started before me, and you took the lead! But you took the lead, and that's it. Compared with Senior Sister Linglong, you are like mud on the ground! If it weren't for the favor of Senior Sister Linglong , you can’t even enter the gate of Zihua Mountain!”

Song Qinglian glanced at her coldly, not bothering to argue with her.

"Could you make your mouth any more cheap?" Mo Yuan was furious: "If you think you haven't been beaten enough, come here!"

"Has it been noisy enough?" Senior Brother Yu was furious, and gave Liang Shan a cold look: "If you continue to make noise, you'll get out and stand in front!"

Liang Shan glared at Mo Yuan angrily and shut up.

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