"Okay, I've finished eating. Remember to drink all the soup without a drop." Zhao Qingyang instructed, "If you can't drink this meal, don't leave it for the next meal. Take a rest, practice your swordsmanship, and then drink it."

Zhao Qingyang was afraid that this person would waste it before he finished drinking it, so he could not make it into pills. If he left it for the next meal, his spiritual energy would be gone.

After saying that, without waiting for this person to reply, he turned around and left. Zhao Xier felt warm in her heart.

The teacher left all the best to her. Fish are just the most ordinary carp. These remaining corners are the magic pills that can make all monks crazy.

She also knew that the teacher might not care, but all these things were for her!

The teacher didn't move any of the four third-grade elixirs, and they gave them all to her.

She could only keep the teacher's kindness to her in her heart. It has been like this from the beginning, but it is still the case now. Regardless of her current strength, after drinking these spiritual medicines, she will definitely be able to get to the next level.

There was no waste. According to what Zhao Qingyang said, after drinking all the drops left, the dissipated spiritual energy would be a little more. She still knew this. After all, this was just an ordinary plate, not a sealed white jade plate.

"Okay, continue practicing swordsmanship." Zhao Qingyang said.

For this person, it is better to practice sword first and then talk about other things.

If you go back to the room and enter the state of cultivation, it will probably be difficult to absorb. At that time, you will get a bloated body that is indigested and will ruin the vegetables. You still have to consume everything you should consume. What you should settle down is the part you deserve.

Zhao Xier followed her actions and always believed in the teacher's words.

The sword rose and then fell rapidly, like a narrow lightning bolt. The sword energy was like frost and instantly hit it, three inches into the ground, leaving a sword arc shape, which shocked Zhao Xier.

The sword, for no reason, condensed into an air flow that did not belong to it, emitting it. This feeling is so wonderful.

Is this the sword energy? This feeling is really like a wonderful initiation, from the forehead to the soles of the feet, trembling. The whole world seems to be within this sword, the airflow is weak and cannot have any impact on the surroundings, but it is enough for her to understand too much.

At this moment, she felt that all the efforts were rewarded. Although what the teacher taught her, she had not fully learned, but now she was able to use the essence of this sword.

It's indeed profound and profound, it's indeed...

"This is not sword energy, it's just that there is too much spiritual energy in your body that cannot be digested and exposed. Practice more, these scattered spiritual energy will also be of some benefit to you."

Zhao Qingyang interrupted Zhao Xier who was immersed in his own world without hesitation. However, although it was not the sword energy, it was almost the same. The difference was the understanding of the sword.

"So it's not." Zhao Xier was dejected for a moment.

There are only two days left before ten days. If she still cannot condense the sword energy, then she will really not be able to seize the opportunity. If she cannot grasp the opportunity, she will really have to let go and watch it go away.

Think about it, ten days are also very fast, and there was no progress at the beginning. Now, it is a step away, and I can get to the innate level. Time is very fast, but the task still seems to be far away.

"Silly girl, continue practicing, what are you thinking? Is love a new beginning?" Zhao Qingyang's lazy voice came out from the seat in the house again. Zhao Xier smiled bitterly and continued to wave the long sword in her hand.

How could there be no love at first? Zhao Xier was a little amused. In terms of appearance alone, no one could be more handsome than a teacher!

I'm afraid that she can take a few more glances if she is more handsome than her own teacher.

Every day when I get up, I can see this fascinating face. I am afraid that I really have no feelings for the man in the mortal world.

The sunlight fell and hit the girl's body, and also hit the green bamboo beside her. The green bamboo looks even more beautiful, with sparse reflections, like rippling water waves, and beautiful. The girl's long sword clouds looked like a superb knight. From the beginning, she had a lively aura. On her body, her face was cold and the cold sword was like frost.

Like a kite flying and swallow dancing, like a cold wave stepping, tightening your wrists, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

Qiuyue floated on the wall at some point. The girl put away her long sword, sat on the bamboo floor beside her, and wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeves. The moonlight was like paper, and it fell down, and there was a tranquility between the world.

The teacher had already fallen asleep, everyone had fallen asleep, and even the chickens and dogs next door had begun to fall asleep. She was the only one sitting there, not knowing when she could practice this half-stage.

Floating, drifting, lonely, lonely.

Zhao Xier wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. From the beginning, she had been lonely and met a person who could be nice to her and make her progress. Isn’t this worth pursuing her harder? Although she is not worthy of being by his side now, she will work hard.

I lost my parents since I was a child, and I could no longer lose this teacher who had been together for a short time but was like a relative.

There are two days left, and she knows how to do it.

The rooster crowed, dawned, and the girl's long sword was still dancing constantly, reflecting the surrounding scenery into a thick and colorful ink painting.

From sweating profusely to concentrating on the sword, the teacher would explain some of her feelings about sword skills to her at the dining table these days. From the very beginning, she had already completed the sword independently. What Zhao Qingyang did was just to tutor her.

This sword.

Just a sword, she didn't believe it, she didn't have the ability to do it well!

All rewards are based on efforts, and there is never a pie falling from the sky. Only by working hard can you get what you want.

Thinking of this, she was full of fighting spirit again. I don’t know how long it took, but the long sword slashed through the sky with a swoosh. This time, another sword was slashed out. She was sure that this time, it was no longer spiritual energy.

Because the spiritual energy hidden in her body had been consumed by her, some of it had been absorbed, and all the rest had been consumed.

At this moment, she felt that the sword was light and had almost no weight. She could use that subtle sword energy under her palm, like an arm, just like using spiritual energy.

The night was slightly cool, and Zhao Qingyang had already gone to bed. He could vaguely hear the sound of a long sword breaking through the air. Only the sword energy could tear the air apart!
Chapter completed!