Investing in the Rebirth Empress, She Called Me Husband

After Elder Hanhe left.

"Elder Shang Wu, do you have any plans for Li Mo these days?"

Ying Bing asked.

Shang Wu narrowed his almond-shaped eyes slightly, thought for a while, and said:

"Other than cooking, there's nothing important."

"Then please lend him to me for three days."

"I want him to learn three days of swordsmanship from me."

Ying Bing said softly.

After all, she is not Li Mo's master.

If you want to teach him something, you have to ask the 'right master' for instructions.

"Xiao Bing'er, I trust your swordsmanship, but you won't learn much in three days, right?"

Shang Wu nodded in agreement and was a little curious.

"I have this."

Ying Bing took out something from his sleeve.

Three azure incense sticks.

"Lingxixiang? The sect master even gave this to you? I'm so willing..."

Shang Wu's eyes opened slightly, obviously knowing the value of this thing.

This is not a product of the Eastern Wasteland.

It is produced in Zhongshenzhou, ground into powder from a rare treasure called Lingxi wood, and then refined with other precious materials.

Ignite this thing to study martial arts and your wisdom will double.

However, the Rhinoceros tree grows slowly, taking only one inch in three hundred years, so its output is extremely rare.

The sect probably doesn't have much left over now. It's all left over from the first generation of ancestors and saved from the teeth of successive heads.

He gave Ying Bing three sticks at once, which was enough to show how much he valued her.

Shang Wu scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed.

It seems that apart from giving his apprentice two martial arts books, he just ate and drank at his place...

"Wait, you mean to use Lingxixiang on Xiao Mo?"

Shang Wu came to his senses.

"Well, I keep this thing for no use."

Ying Bing nodded.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

"Tsk tsk...this boy is quite lucky."

Shang Wu smiled and nodded in agreement.

If she didn't use the good things, it would be the same if her apprentice did.

.....

"Learning swordsmanship from you?"

Li Mo happened to open another meridian.

With the eleventh vein, the small world expanded slightly by a few feet.

Then he saw Ying Bing push the door open and come in.

"Well, come down with me."

Ying Bing looked calm, and after finishing speaking, he turned around and went downstairs.

"What happened suddenly..."

Li Mo scratched his head and seemed to understand.

Bingtuozi is not a person who is good at words.

She didn't say anything about Qingyuanxia, ​​but she must have remembered it in her heart.

That's fine.

With Bingtuozi here, he can save a lot of martial arts insights.

Although he knows that he is not the material for practicing swordsmanship, Xiao Li does not intend to give up completely.

What's more, he has no other martial arts to practice now.

....

The open space of Qiushui Pavilion.

In the copper furnace, green smoke curled up.

The smell of this fragrance makes one feel clear-headed and active in thinking.

Li Mo knew this was a good thing.

"From great success to perfection means that you have truly made martial arts your own and no longer stick to moves."

"Even, there is no need to resort to sword moves."

"In the same way, any sword move is closer to the true meaning of a kind of swordsmanship. If one can understand it, all can understand it."

Ying Bing raised his fingers and lightly touched the bamboo next to him.

Traces of crane feathers immediately appeared on it, but it was not fiery red, but ice blue.

Li Mo's eyes opened slightly, and he couldn't help but be amazed.

‘Fire Crane Qianyu’ was turned into ‘Ice Crane Qianyu’ by Bing Tuozi.

This means that she has fully understood this superior swordsmanship.

I haven’t seen her practice either.

"The state of your swordsmanship should be able to freely control the time, quantity, and location of the burst of power."

"You can even turn a thousand feathers into one, concentrate a little, and a drop of water can penetrate a stone."

The words just fell.

Snapped--

One of the crane feathers suddenly exploded, and its power was ten times stronger than a single explosion.

"What you have to do now is forget the 'moves'."

"Take up the sword."

"good."

Li Mo took out the green steel sword full of gaps.

He was about to make a move when a cold, soft little hand was held in his, and the girl's fragrance hit his face.

Ying Bing held his hand tightly.

Li Mo: "!"

This is different from the feeling when jumping into Qingyuan.

At that time, I was in free fall and my mind went blank. I couldn't think of anything else.

Now.....

"Don't be distracted, I will only take you once."

A clear voice sounded in my ears.

Really, teach you step by step.

Even though there were many talented and beautiful people among her disciples in her previous life, she could only say a few words about them.

Ying Bing had never taught someone so seriously.

"good."

Li Mo calmed down and started studying seriously.

A quarter of an hour later.

Ying Bing let go of his hand and stood aside silently.

He took a ruler from nowhere in his hand, looked at him with calm eyes, and opened his red lips lightly:

"practice."

Li Mo: "..."

Bingtuozi didn't mean to hit his palm with a pointer because he didn't practice correctly, right?

Five minutes later, Xiao Li got the answer.

Not Shoubanxin.

"How old am I, and I still have a spanker!"

Li Mo protested, covering his buttocks.

It hurts but doesn't hurt.

But shameful!

"Hahahahaha!"

Shang Wu laughed so hard that he rolled on the couch and burst into tears.

Ying Bing was unmoved, lowered his eyes and said: "Forget about moves, you just made another sword move. The power starts from the ground and comes from the meridians. You can do it without sword moves."

Not a word was mentioned about the butt.

Just, no discussion.

OK OK.

I, Mr. Li, don’t be ridiculous. I really don’t treat my brothers as friends, do I?

Martial arts enlightenment, start!

[Five years of martial arts insights have been injected successfully. 】

[First year: You accepted Ying Bing’s guidance, got inspired, and began to work hard to pursue the purpose of swordsmanship, forgetting the existence of swordsmanship. 】

...

[Fifth year: After hard practice, you have forgotten half of the sword moves, and the first three moves are no longer rigidly rigid. 】

Good guy.

With Bingtuozi's guidance, I have only made this little progress in my martial arts comprehension after five years.

If it were done behind closed doors, I don’t know how much it would cost.

"I'm ready."

Li Mo picked up the sword and started practicing again.

"Are you really good at it?"

Watching him draw his sword, there was a hint of surprise in Ying Bing's eyes.

However, Li Mo stopped after a few sword strikes.

"Can you...can you take me with you again?"

".......good."

Ying Bing was silent for a moment and nodded in agreement.

So, Bingtuozi’s small swordsmanship class started again.

.....

"Wait for me for a while..."

"I know it! Please take me to practice again."

.....

This scene happened repeatedly.

There is something strange about Ying Bing.

I just feel that Li Mo is... both smart and stupid?

She is very clumsy when teaching, often having to adjust her own instructions, and often even makes mistakes that she feels are very low-level.

But let him close his eyes and think for a while, and it was as if he had an epiphany, and all the flaws and mistakes disappeared.

After a while, I have to teach myself the next thing again.

What she didn't know was.

Classmate Xiao Li is saving his martial arts insights.

...

Three days later.

Bingtuozi, who had just broken through to the twelve meridians, had another dream that night.

I dreamed that she was in charge of Gui Palace and had not yet ascended to Huangtian.

At that time, the battle between the good and the evil in Zhongzhou was in full swing.

The imperial court sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight, adding fuel to the flames, hoping that both sects would suffer losses.

Guigong is both good and evil, and rarely interferes in Jianghu affairs, but she has gathered nearly half of the powerful female cultivators in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, so both parties are trying their best to fight for it.

But the Dayu Dynasty obviously did not want to see Gui Gong join either side, thereby destroying the balance.

Therefore, the prince, who was already the regent at that time, prepared countless betrothal gifts that would make the big powers jealous and went to Gui Palace.

"This prince is willing to marry the Lord of Gui Palace and we will be friends forever."

This is not the first time someone has come to propose marriage, but it is the most grandiose one.

However, the outcome is no different.

The opponent didn't even block three swords.

"I have no interest in weak people."

There are always people coming to disturb her, which is very annoying.

She actually has no interest in things like imperial hegemony and fighting and killing.

Apart from stabilizing the peak of martial arts, there was nothing else in her mind.

So that's what she should have said at that time.

But then word spread.

It becomes:

"The Lord of Gui Palace likes men who are stronger than her."

This rumor was still circulating until she became Huangtian Empress, but no one dared to challenge it anymore...

"I've been dreaming a lot lately..."

"Until you reach the state of observing gods, you will ultimately be unable to control your own spirit."

Ying Bing stood up and wiped away the frost flowers on his shoulders.

The sound of sword dancing came from outside the window, and she propped up the window.

Under the sun, the boy danced with his sword.

Sometimes the sword shadows turned into hundreds or thousands, and sometimes they merged into one.

It can be retracted and released freely, with flowing clouds and flowing water, just like a crane stretching its body.

Ying Bing watched quietly, the corner of her mouth curled up in a curve that even she didn't notice.

She should be considered a good teacher.

Of course, it is also related to Li Mo's talent.

Strange to say.

If someone teaches you, you will make great progress; if no one teaches you, you will be mediocre.

But all in all.

After stumbling and stumbling, his superior swordsmanship actually reached the realm of transformation.

What Ying Bing originally thought was that it would be great if he could achieve consummation.

It can be said that it far exceeded expectations.

After half a month, the system ranked the geniuses in the Eastern Wasteland. Maybe I could really see him in the middle of the list?