my magic sword system

"How can my eyes recover their light!" Liu Gaoyang said.

"If you want to restore your eyesight, you can only practice martial arts diligently. When your martial arts level reaches a certain level, your eyes will naturally restore their brightness." Li Chengzhi said.

"But I have never practiced martial arts, how can my martial arts reach a certain level!" Liu Gaoyang said.

"Then you need a predestined person to practice martial arts with you. You must follow her teachings and listen sincerely. When you practice martial arts, your eyesight will recover!" Li Chengzhi said.

"Fated person? Who is my destined person?" Liu Gaoyang said.

"You once blew a person's Xun! This person is your destined person!" Li Chengzhi said.

"It's her!" Liu Gaoyang said.

Liu Gaoyang's inner monologue: [I thank you for not messing with the mandarin ducks, the original owner Yang Chuming will not let me go! 】

Liu Gaoyang lowered his head to think, and after a while, he raised his head, but at this time, there was no figure of the Taoist leader.

"Hey! Daoist! Daoist! Daoist! Don't go!" Liu Gaoyang said.

Liu Gaoyang knew what this old Taoist was thinking, he just pretended to be mysterious...

Liu Gaoyang's inner monologue: [You're dead, get out, acting is so tiring...]

Suddenly, Liu Gaoyang woke up from the dream. Liu Gaoyang was in the dream just now. He could clearly see the long road and every plant and tree in the dream, but a dream is a dream. , his physical condition is the same as before, and now his eyes are dark.

Liu Gaoyang said in an inexplicable tone: "Someone with predestined relationship?"

Liu Gaoyang secretly wondered what this Taoist priest was thinking and what he was up to, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't have a clue, so he had to give up. The good thing now is that the immortal cultivator at the golden core stage seems to have left, and he didn't come back. Staring at him steadfastly, this made Liu Gaoyang feel a lot more comfortable, the spiritual power in his body that had been stagnant for a long time finally had a chance to work.

Are you kidding me, although this body's talent for cultivating immortals is rubbish, it is still stronger than the previous Chengbi. The former Chengbi was so useless that he could be promoted to the foundation-building stage in just a few years, not to mention the physical aptitude that he personally controlled. It's better than Chengbi's little trash.

Liu Gaoyang secretly operated the exercises carefully and did not dare to practice wholeheartedly. There was no way to do that. If the immortal cultivator at the golden core stage came back and saw the aura lingering on his body, wouldn't it be too bad? So how should I deal with it?

Just practice like this, it will be daytime...

In Prince Xi's Mansion, beside Yu Wenxi's ink pool, Yu Wenxi is practicing calligraphy.

"Father, father!" Murong Yan rushed back with an anxious expression on his face.

"Yan'er, why are you back?" Xi Wang Yu Wenxi frowned slightly, he vaguely felt that something was wrong in his heart, Murong Yan's face did not have the joy of completing the task he assigned, but more It was a kind of anxiety, a kind of sadness, her eyes were slightly red, and her face was a little haggard, obviously she didn't have a good rest when she rushed back.

"Where's Yang Chuming?"

Murong Yan opened her mouth to ask about Yang Chuming's whereabouts, which made Xi Wang Yu Wenxi frown even deeper, but it's good that Yan'er is back, as long as he is fine.

"Yan'er, I asked you to track down the secret room of Zhao State, have you completed it?" Wang Xi Yuwenxi asked Murong Yan tentatively, and said.

"No? But I have to hurry back!" Murong Yan's anxious expression was not so deep, but she still said anxiously.

"Why?" Xi Wang Yu Wenxi asked.

"Because of Yang Chuming!" Murong Yan said firmly.

Seeing her adopted daughter's current appearance, Xi Wang Yu Wenxi couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Before this adopted daughter, she was not afraid of the sky and the earth, as if time men could not catch her eyes, but now, no matter what!
"Just for Yang Chuming? No matter, no matter, this is another inseparable fate!" Xi Wang Yu Wenxi said with emotion.

"Father, tell me quickly, where is Yang Chuming? Take me to see him quickly!" Murong Yan said anxiously.

Xi Wang Yu Wenxi shook her head silently, feeling in her heart, asking what love is in the world, and now she has made her righteous daughter like this!
"What happened to foster father? What happened to foster father? Could it be him..." Murong Yan said worriedly.

"He is still alive, but his eyes are completely blind." Xi Wang Yu Wenxi shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"How could this be?" Murong Yan said in a sentimental tone.

Xi Wang Yu Wenxi grabbed Murong Yan's hand, and looked at the lines on Murong Yan's palm, her face gradually became surprised.

Xi Wang Yu Wenxi is proficient in calligraphy strategies, which can be found in palmistry.

"Father..." Murong Yan looked at Wang Xi Yu Wenxi, puzzled.

"It seems that the key to curing Yang Shuming's eyes is in your hands." Xi Wang Yuwenxi said with a sigh of relief.

"Father." Murong Yan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Wang Xi Yuwenxi say that.

Xi Wang Yu Wenxi brought Murong Yan to Liu Gaoyang's room.

"Doctor Yang, guess who is here?" Xi Wang Yu Wenxi said.

"Yang Chuming." Murong Yan said when he saw the joy on Liu Gaoyang's face.

"Who." Liu Gaoyang said.

In fact, Liu Gaoyang already knew who was coming. As a sword spirit of the Demon Sword, Liu Gaoyang has countless inheritances from the master of the Demon Sword. It is even more convenient than observing the surroundings with the eyes.

The deep love for him in Murong Yan's eyes made him feel emotional. He also has a lover in his hometown. She may not be beautiful, at least not as beautiful as Bai Shao, nor as beautiful as Murong Yan, but a sword can only A scabbard that suits him, and the only scabbard is the one who is on his mind!

Murong Yan stuffed her xun into Liu Gaoyang's hand.

"Miss Murong!" Liu Gaoyang said as if he suddenly sensed who it was.

"It's me, Murong Yan" Murong Yan said happily.

The young girl's tired face, smiling happily, her tiredness, and the pale color on her face added a thrilling beauty to her!
Liu Gaoyang released his consciousness, seeing Murong Yan's face, he couldn't help being a little dazed!The long black hair was draped softly on her shoulders, the fair skin was as smooth as suet, a pair of dark eyes looked at her gracefully, and the thin pink lips under the bridge of the high nose were slightly turned up, haggard There are a pair of light rose red dimples on her pale, tear-stained cheeks, which are very beautiful.

Even Liu Gaoyang, who is such a hard-hearted swordsman, couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat, and he couldn't help thinking that some bastard would marry such a beautiful woman in the future.