Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Zhou Zixuan was startled and said in surprise: "Is this done?"

Xu Qingluo nodded slowly.

When she was feeding Zhou Zixuan with moves, she suppressed her own cultivation level to below that of a Grand Master, almost to the point of not having to cultivate any level at all.

Performing various sword techniques in this state is completely different from her usual, as if she has returned to the sword technique itself.

He had no distractions, only focusing on his swordsmanship and Zhou Zixuan. Unknowingly, his mood calmed down and he saw his true heart.

Using sword skills to observe the mind, one finally naturally understands one's own sword skills, which come from the heart and are powerful even if they are careless.

Zhou Zixuan hurriedly sheathed his sword and clasped his fists: "Congratulations, senior sister!"

Xu Qingluo smiled sweetly: "Let's go to Lingkong Temple!"

Zhou Zixuan immediately knew her plan. She was going to Lingkong Temple to show off. He couldn't wait to show off to Chu Ling, Zhou Yang, Zhou Yu and the others.

He smiled secretly in his heart and said solemnly, "Yes."

Xu Qingluo was about to leave when she suddenly stopped, frowned and said, "Forget it."

Zhou Zixuan was puzzled.

Xu Qingluo said: "I won't go for now. You can practice your martial arts by yourself. Don't be lazy. I'll retreat for a while to consolidate."

Zhou Zixuan's eyes widened.

Xu Qingluo said: "It's too superficial to pass by now."

Zhou Zixuan was puzzled.

He felt that Xu Qingluo didn't care about superficiality at all, she had to show off, and the four of them were like that.

You may have to pay attention to your face in front of others, but among others, they are a bit more naive than yourself, and they are extremely competitive.

Why do you suddenly stop showing off? Is it because your swordsmanship has not been consolidated yet?

"Why are you dazed? Hurry up and practice!" Xu Qingluo scolded.

"Yes." Zhou Zixuan hurriedly agreed and said softly: "Senior sister, do you want to practice with me for a while longer?"

"You——?" Xu Qingluo glanced at him sideways: "What's the point of practicing with you? Let's go!"

She walked away.

Zhou Zixuan curled his lips and burned bridges across the river.

He only dared to mutter in his heart but did not dare to say it out loud.

——

In the evening, when Xu Qingluo and Zhou Zixuan were having dinner with Lin Feiyang, Zhu Ni and Fu Qinghe, Zhou Yang strode in.

Lin Feiyang smiled and said: "Come here for dinner, I'm here just in time."

Zhou Yang agreed with a smile, sat down opposite Xu Qingluo, and grinned at her: "Sister, I created the four-stroke Heart Sword."

Xu Qingluo lowered her eyes and seemed not to hear him.

Lin Feiyang immediately praised: "As expected of Zhou Yang, have you really mastered it?"

Zhou Yang chuckled and said, "It's faster than Sister Bu Chu, but it's okay. I'm not too far behind."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled at Xu Qingluo: "At least one step faster than you, senior sister, I'm very satisfied."

"How proud are you!" Xu Qingluo snorted: "Don't be too happy to be sad."

Zhou Yang smiled proudly and said: "The Heart Sword is indeed different from ordinary swordsmanship, and its power is incomparable."

He shook his head and sighed: "If we had realized the Heart Sword in Dayong and cooperated with the sword's intention, I'm afraid no one would be able to defeat us."

"It's nonsense." Xu Qingluo snorted: "Do you really think there is no one in Dayong? If you are strong, they will come out stronger."

"Those who are stronger usually stay within the sect to guard and will not come out to compete with each other with swords." Zhou Yang said.

Zhou Zixuan kept winking at him.

But Zhou Yangzhi was so proud that he thought Zhou Zixuan's eyes were congratulating and envious of him, and he became even more proud.

Zhou Zixuan had no choice but to cough twice.

Xu Qingluo turned her eyes and said calmly: "Junior brother, did you hurt your lungs while practicing?"

"No, no." Zhou Zixuan shook his head hastily.

Xu Qingluo hummed softly: "Why are you coughing?"

Zhou Zixuan lowered his head and buried himself in his food, not daring to wink at Zhou Yang.

But Zhou Yang had already noticed something strange about him, and recalling Zhou Zixuan's eyes, he suddenly felt hesitant.

Lin Feiyang and Fu Qinghe looked at each other with smiles.

Xu Qingluo said: "Where are Uncle Master and Sister Chu?"

"Their Heart Swords also have a clue." Zhou Yang said: "They will be released from seclusion tomorrow...hehe, you are the only one left."

Xu Qingluo said: "There's no rush."

Zhou Yang said: "Why did you give up the retreat? Did you just give up and ignore the sword of the heart?"

"There's no rush." ​​Xu Qingluo said.

"Okay, then let's compare two moves and test the power of my heart sword?"

"..."

"Don't you dare?" Zhou Yang suddenly laughed and said: "You think you can't defeat my heart sword? Surrender before fighting?"

He smiled triumphantly. He had never been so happy before. The feeling of crushing was so good, especially crushing Xu Qingluo.

Zhou Zixuan just wanted to raise his head and give Zhou Yang a wink to prevent him from talking too much and being slapped too hard in the face.

He has a good impression of Zhou Yang, and he is like a comrade-in-arms, fighting Xu Qingluo together, sharing the same hatred of the enemy.

But just as he was about to raise his head, Xu Qingluo's jade palm slapped his back.

Although it was a gentle blow, he immediately gave up the idea and could only protect himself, not caring about Zhou Yang.

Xu Qingluo looked at Zhou Yang. Zhou Yang did not flinch and smiled proudly at her.

Xu Qingluo said: "Okay, let me learn how to use your heart sword."

Zhou Yang was immediately overjoyed: "Hey, please!"

Lin Feiyang said: "It's not too late to fight after eating."

"It's too late." Zhou Yang didn't want to wait for a moment, and couldn't wait to see Xu Qingluo's depressed look.

Zhou Zixuan sighed secretly in his heart and shook his head.

Senior Brother Zhou was too insufferable, no wonder he was so suppressed that he couldn't even lift his head. It was far less insidious than Senior Sister.

Fu Qinghe shook his head and said nothing.

Lin Feiyang said: "You will have the strength to fight after eating, hurry up!"

"Eat." Xu Qingluo said.

Zhou Yang had no choice but to sit down and continue eating: "It's useless to delay time. Can you create the Heart Sword after eating a meal?"

Xu Qingluo glanced at him: "Stop talking nonsense and eat!"

"Okay." Zhou Yang agreed.

He hurried to eat faster.

After taking a few mouthfuls of rice, he didn't want to eat more, and couldn't wait to put down the bowl and chopsticks: "I'm full!"

Xu Qingluo also slowly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said lightly: "I just finished eating, I can't start right away, it will hinder my disappearance, and I will start half an hour later."

"You..." Zhou Yang was immediately anxious.

Xu Qingluo said: "This is the rule set by the master."

"It's okay to break it once in a while, right?" Zhou Yang said.

Xu Qingluo shook her head: "Rules are rules, and they can't be broken without reason."

Zhou Yang suddenly laughed.

Xu Qingluo looked at him.

Zhou Yang laughed and said, "Sister, it's useless to delay. You will lose sooner or later. Why not be clean and neat? What's the point of dragging it out?"

He shook his head and said, "You are not that kind of person."

Zhou Zixuan raised his head, put down his bowl and chopsticks lightly, and winked at Zhou Yang again.

This time Zhou Yang received the wink accurately, and said, "Forget it, let's wait. It doesn't matter for a while. I will go out with Zixuan and come back to compete."

"Zixuan has something else to do and can't go with you." Xu Qingluo shook her head.

Zhou Yang looked at Zhou Zixuan.

Zhou Zixuan said helplessly, "Sister..."

"There is a secret book. You should take a look. It will be good for you." Xu Qingluo said, "It is in the thirteenth row, eighth column, and ninth book of the Sutra Library. It is called "The Origin of Tu Na Jie"."

"Yes." Zhou Zixuan agreed.

"Go." Xu Qingluo waved her hand.

Zhou Zixuan clasped his hands together and saluted everyone, then turned and left.

Zhou Yang looked at Zhou Zixuan in confusion as he left, then looked at Xu Qingluo: "Be nice to Zixuan, don't force him too much."

"He... won't leave unless you beat him." Xu Qingluo snorted: "No matter what you say, you have to force it into his head."

Zhou Yang said: "He's still young, he'll be fine in two years."