You turned out to be such a senior [Transmigration Book]

Xie Yunming had left for a quarter of an hour.

Chu Yan stared at the gauze on the top of the bed, and slowly faced reality from the state of emptying his mind.

The temperature at the base of the ears has faded, but it's the first time he's been hugged back when he grows up to such a size... It's really embarrassing.

The sense of shame surged up again, and Chu Yan turned over in pain, like a salted fish rolling, with his back up and his face down, hiding his embarrassing expression.

But last time he was in a coma, it seems that Xie Yunming sent him back, so it must be the same posture...

Chu Yan: "!"

Under the violent mood swings, Chu Yan turned over again and flattened himself again.

A hug will not lose a piece of meat, and Xie Yunming's behavior is simply a sign of further friendship.

He should be delighted!Instead of shame. Shame! !

Chu Yan frantically gave himself psychological hints, raised his hand and rubbed his face twice, trying to cool down physically.

By the time he realized that he was tossing and turning like a salted fish, the pain in his lower back that had hit him was gone.

"Pretentious!" Chu Yan spat at himself.

If this waist was earlier, he wouldn't have to be carried back by Xie Yunming!

After tossing and turning for a while, Chu Yan suddenly felt a little tired after his emotions calmed down.

It may be that the practice of three days and three nights is really too harmful...

Chu Yan thought in a daze, and closed his eyes to prepare for sleep without struggling.

Before his consciousness completely fell into darkness, Chu Yan faintly smelled the cold bloody smell in his vague sleep...

Are you having a nightmare?

Second time.

Xie Yunming looked at the blood stained at the corners of the young man's lips, the complexity and gloom in his eyes were intertwined, and settled into some kind of indescribable anger.

It has been about [-] days since the sick Yangzi's first attack of Gu poison, which came earlier than he expected.

Counting the time, Xiao Yangzi should have been fed blood once when he was in the Chu family.

From the Chu family to Jianzong, the time interval is about one month.

The onset time of Gu poison is shortening.

After coming to this conclusion, Xie Yunming's complexion became even worse.

"..."

But the young man who was unconscious and sleeping on the bed didn't know about it. After the life-changing Gu mother Gu in his body got the blood, it hibernated back to the heart vein again.

The young man was sleeping peacefully, the corners of his lips parted slightly, as if he had some dream, and he was talking silently.

Xie Yunming suppressed the anger in his eyes, raised his hand and squeezed a formula, wiping away the blood from the corner of the young man's lips.

After finishing these, Xie Yunming left again.

Surrogate Gu...

Compared with the life and death deed, this insidious thing should be erased first.

The last time I only checked the life and death deed, I don't know if there are any clues to the life-replacing Gu in the Zangshu Pavilion.

Jianxiu in white flew away from Lingjue Peak with his sword flying, and hurried to Jianzong's Zangshu Pavilion.

A good night's sleep.

The next day, when the sunlight fell on Chu Yan's eyebrows, he woke up leisurely.

Turning over relaxedly, Chu Yan opened his still hazy eyes, staring blankly for a while before slowly regaining consciousness.

I slept really well yesterday.

I also dreamed about Xie Yunming...

Chu Yan didn't have time to think about his dream, and the consciousness that woke up from sleep received a signal that was caught off guard——

The visitor was dressed in white, standing tall and straight in front of his bed, with his back to him.

"Master, brother?" Chu Yan was dumbfounded.

In an instant, Chu Yan was full of doubts——

Brother, why are you standing by my bed so early in the morning?

Brother, what's the matter with you?

Brother, how long have you been here, have you been waiting for me to wake up...

"En." Bai Yi Jian Xiu replied in an ordinary tone.

He didn't turn his head around, but continued, "Get up quickly when you wake up, and I will teach you how to practice swords today."

Hearing what Xie Yunming said, all the doubts that came to Chu Yan's lips were swallowed into his belly, and only the six words he heard were left in his mind, "I will teach you how to practice swords today"!

"I'm going to get up right now!! Brother You Lao is waiting for me specially!!"

Chu Yan's voice was full of undisguised joy.

This is practicing swordsmanship! !

Dare to ask, as a disciple of Jianzong, who can't practice swords and fly with swords?

——Chu Yan.

Therefore, as the only exception among the disciples of Jianzong, Chu Yan yearned for these two skills from the bottom of his heart.

But before, his cultivation base was low, he didn't have a level of Qi training, and he didn't have a chance to mention it. Moreover, Master Qing Xuzi had already gone out for a wandering.

There were only him and Xie Yunming on the top of Ling Juefeng, and they were isolated from the world on weekdays. Naturally, Chu Yan had no chance to attend morning lessons with all the disciples of the Sword Sect and demonstrate sword skills!

Now, Xie Yunming personally said that he would teach him how to practice swords!

Chu Yan got up at the fastest speed in his life to tidy himself up, and finally stood beside Xie Yunming with earnest eyes, "Brother, I've packed it up, shall we go practice swords now?"

Xie Yunming glanced at him.

There was a sense of scrutiny in that gaze, which made Chu Yan feel a little nervous.

It's all, it's all agreed, the dignified Xie Yunming, you won't go back on your word at this time, will you?

But his talent is really poor...

Thinking of this possibility, Chu Yan slowed down his voice without any confidence, "Brother..."

"No hurries?"

Xie Yunming took two steps closer to Chu Yan's direction, and his eyes fell on the young man's fair neck, "The collar is not straightened out, so do you want to practice swords with such a disheveled appearance?"

"No……"

Chu Yan hurriedly raised his hand to straighten his collar, and when he lowered his eyes, his eyes happened to miss Xie Yunming's.

Bai Yijian Xiu's eyes were deep, and he didn't look away until Chu Yan tidied up his clothes.

"Let's go."

After Xie Yunming's words fell, he couldn't help feeling a little sad in his heart when he saw the young man who was getting more and more excited.

Xie Yunming went to the Jianzong Library Pavilion yesterday to check all the books on the first to third floors, and none of the books contained any literature on life-replacing Gu.Only Gu poison is related, and it seems that the medicine king valley is better at it.

However, Xie Yunming hadn't been to the fourth floor of Zangshu Pavilion yet. The forbidden books of Jianzong were sealed up on the fourth floor. Except for the sect master and the Supreme Elder, other disciples had to hold corresponding pass tokens if they wanted to enter the fourth floor of Zangshu Pavilion.

If it is really a last resort, Xie Yunming may tell the head or the master about the life-saving Gu poison.

But before that, one of the rewards for the disciples who won the first place in the Grand Competition of the Sixteen Sects in the Eastern Territory would be the access to the fourth floor of the Book Collection Pavilion once.

If there is no one on the fourth floor of Jianzong Library Pavilion——

Then you can only go to Yaowang Valley to ask for medicine.

If it is Yao Wang Valley, I don’t know——

Xie Yunming's eyes turned cold, he will definitely go and catch the instigator of all this personally - before the surrogate poison fully takes effect.

Chu Yan was taken by Xie Yunming to a land near the sea with reefs.

Chu Yan had seen this place before, and just when he had successfully drawn Qi into his body, when he thought of Xie Yunming, the figure of Jianxiu in white was practicing sword skills in this seaside place automatically appeared in his mind.

Even thinking about it now, Chu Yan still felt that Xie Yunming's sword skills shocked him very much.

"Take out your spirit sword, and I will teach you the most basic sword moves first." Xie Yunming said.

Hearing this, Chu Yan took out his rusty little broken sword from the space jade pendant.

In fact, it is not accurate to call Xiao Po Jian. After talking with Senior Heqiu Yang last time, and knowing that Xiao Po Jian might be a divine sword, Chu Yan has more or less a sense of filter in his heart.

However, when it is time to use it, it must be used.

"Boom!"

The sound of the sword coming out of its sheath was extremely clear, it was Xie Yunming taking out his prison sword.

"The first form of Jianzong's swordsmanship——"

Xie Yunming raised his hand and made a move.

Because it was practiced for Chu Yan, Xie Yunming did not fill the blade with spiritual power, but his clean movements and upright posture when he swung the sword brought a sense of aura invisibly.

Chu Yan followed Xie Yunming, following Xie Yunming, as he drew a ladle on a gourd.

Even as a beginner who has just learned swordsmanship, Chu Yan can feel the gap between him and Xie Yunming at a glance.

The same move is like two sets of swordsmanship.

After demonstrating the first move to Chu Yan, Xie Yunming withdrew his sword.

Chu Yan subconsciously wanted to imitate his movements.

"Don't move, let me see how you're doing." Xie Yunming's voice came from behind Chu Yan, causing him to withdraw his sword, paused for a while, and resumed the previous posture.

"Wrong, you need to use more force on your wrists, lift your posture up, and keep your feet from being weak, otherwise your center of gravity will be unstable and you will fall easily."

"Oh……"

While listening to Xie Yunming's words, Chu Yan silently corrected his movements.

"It's still wrong." Xie Yunming's voice came again.

Chu Yan: "..."

Brother, what is wrong?

Before the questioning words could be heard, Chu Yan felt his wrist being pinched, and a force pulled him to put the sword in a posture.

Xie Yunming's voice was close to his ears at this time, and a warm breath was driven by Chu Yan's ears between his words——

"You have to work hard like this, have you learned it?"

Xie Yunming asked him like this.

"Yes, yes." Chu Yan heard his nana answer, but felt in his heart that his ears were inexplicably itchy.

"So, according to the posture I taught you, practice swinging the sword a hundred times. After you are thoroughly familiar with the first move of Jianzong's basic swordsmanship, quench your spirit power into your spirit sword and try its power."

When Xie Yunming said this, he finally let go of Chu Yan's wrist, and his figure also stepped back three or four steps away, leaving a suitable space for Chu Yan to practice swordsmanship.

Only then did Chu Yan breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and turned his attention back to his practice of swordsmanship.

There can be no more distractions.

Chu Yan secretly warned himself in his heart that he was not talented and had no understanding of swordsmanship.Fortunately, Xie Yunming is a patient and meticulous person in teaching him how to practice swordsmanship.It was also because of this that he had to be more serious and live up to Xie Yunming's devotion to him.

At this time, the sunlight had completely brightened, and the boy in red repeated the movements he had just learned over and over again as if tirelessly.

Although it is impossible to achieve perfection immediately, the error rate has been reduced a lot as I practice again and again.

a hundred times.

Not a small amount.

This was arranged by Xie Yunming according to what Chu Yan could bear with his current body.

The muscles, bones and flesh of a sick young man are extremely fragile, especially when he has just stepped into cultivation.

Now even at the fifth level of Qi training, Xie Yunming couldn't take it lightly and treat him like an ordinary person.

Even if there is no Gu poison, a little sick child is better than ordinary people...

Probably a little bit squeamish.

Xie Yunming thought with a blank expression on his face, after all, if this person encounters something difficult, nine out of ten he will turn his head and look at him, calling "senior brother" as if trying to act coquettishly.

Xiaobing Yangzi is a distinguished young master in the Chu family. He was raised in the palm of his hand since he was a child, so there is nothing wrong with his delicate temperament.

Finding a suitable reason for the little sick man, Xie Yunming couldn't help but say when he saw the sweat dripping from his forehead, "If you haven't practiced a hundred times, you can stop and rest for a while. It’s expensive and not expensive, you just do it well every time.”

Xie Yunming's words went further, as if he was explaining.

He himself has noticed the strangeness, but he can't explain why. In the end, he can only attribute the reason to the point that "the little sick man is overworked, and his body will not be able to bear it".

Chu Yan didn't know what Xie Yunming was thinking, nor did he know that he had been dubbed a "delicate young master of a family". He was full of fighting spirit and only focused on practicing swords.

Although he was physically exhausted, it did not affect Chu Yan's desire to continue practicing swordsmanship.

Hearing Xie Yunming urging him to rest, Chu Yan replied swearingly, "I don't think it's hard work, and I don't need to rest. Brother, don't worry. I will definitely do every exercise well."

Xie Yunming raised his eyebrows slightly: "..."

Facing the young man in red, Jianxiu in white opened the corners of his lips a little, then closed them again, repeated two or three times, and finally said, "That's up to you, don't be brave."

Chu Yan responded, his voice still the same cheerful tone as before, "Hmm."

While practicing the sword moves Xie Yunming taught him, Chu Yan silently recited the number of times in his heart.

98!

99!

a hundred times—

It's been a hundred times!

The anticipation in Chu Yan's eyes was almost overflowing, he finally stopped practicing the sword technique, and retracted the sword.Looking at Xie Yunming beside him, he asked softly, "Senior brother, I have practiced a hundred times. Where can I swing my sword after I have quenched my spiritual power? Is it towards the waves?"

Xie Yunming looked down at the beads of sweat dripping from his forehead to his neck, and then from his neck to his collarbone, and asked, "Don't you want to take a rest first?"

"I will rest after trying the last sword!" Chu Yan's emotions were high.

Xie Yunming knew for the first time that even if he was as weak as a sick child, when he wanted to insist on something, his attitude was very stubborn.

It doesn't look so stupid anymore.

"bass--!"

Xie Yunming made a sword intent out of thin air, and chopped off a rock that was about the size of Chu Yan's body from a rock not far away.

"You try to slash the sword against it first, if you can split this rock, I will teach you the next move." Xie Yunming promised.

With Chu Yan's current cultivation level of the fifth level of Qi training, if he can split the reef in the back mountain of Lingjue Peak, he can be regarded as a qualified swordsmanship.

"Okay!" Chu Yan nodded.

The young man in red took a deep breath, and carefully poured a layer of his own spiritual power on the sword.

An extremely thin layer of spiritual power covered the rusty spirit sword, and the unremarkable rust layer immediately emitted a faint white brilliance.

Chu Yanping eliminated all the distracting thoughts in his mind, raised his hand and swung the first sword technique he learned at the rock that Xie Yunming cut for him——

"Om-!"

The sword qi sliced ​​through the air, making a slight trembling sound.

Chu Yan opened his eyes wide and looked in the direction of his sword.