Little Poor Rescue Manual [Quick Transmigration]

Going back to the days after this period of time, although Ruan Qing is still looking for a solution to Xie Dusheng's cultivation problem, the fear of Xie Dusheng's body has been engraved into the marrow of his bones, but compared to when he first came to this world time, but it can be called calm and comfortable.

At least, on the surface, in this period of time, the entire world of cultivating immortals is mostly peaceful.

Time is like water, fleeting in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, Xie Dusheng had practiced sword swing for three months.

Ruan Qing watched as Xie Dusheng swung out a sword with spiritual energy, which directly smashed a stone not far away.

The stone is not too big, but it is very strong.But two months ago, because of the seal of the spirit sword, Xie Dusheng's sword couldn't even leave the slightest trace on the stone.

And although Ruan Qing asked Xie Dusheng to temporarily stop cultivating mental techniques, she practiced swinging the sword every day, Wen Yuefeng was full of aura, and using the spirit sword as a guide, Xie Dusheng's cultivation was even stronger.

Although it is still in the early stage of Qi training.

As for Xie Dusheng's current real cultivation level, only she knows it.But she has never used the part of her cultivation beyond the initial stage of Qi training.

After all, it is still possible to hide her cultivation, once she uses it, in front of Ruan Qing, a Mahayana practitioner, Xie Dusheng is not sure to conceal her true cultivation.

However, Xie Dusheng looked at the stone that was crushed by his sword, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips. It turned out that her talent in the sword is not so bad, but the already gloomy mood gradually emerged. I lost my hostility.

Seeing the young girl pursing her lips and smiling, Ruan Qingleng's indifferent expression softened a bit. Although she feared and hated Xie Dusheng in the future, she would not use those emotions to treat the 13-year-old girl.

Ruan took a step lightly, and then demonstrated a set of sword skills to Xie Dusheng.

This swordsmanship is only the most basic swordsmanship of the Taihua School, but under Ruan Qing's demonstration, it looks simple but is actually much more complicated. The flaws that should have been in this set of swordsmanship have been corrected by Ruan Qing a lot.

Xie Dusheng's soul during the period of crossing the catastrophe can naturally see the subtlety of this sword technique, and remember it clearly.

But when Ruan Qing asked her if she remembered, Xie Dusheng simply shook his head, and whispered in embarrassment: "No."

Ruan Qingyuan didn't think Xie Dusheng could remember, but just asked subconsciously.Hearing what she said, she patiently demonstrated it to Xie Dusheng several times.

He thought in his heart that next time he would teach Xie Dusheng the sword technique, he could burn it into the jade slip first.

Xie Dusheng looked at Ruan Qing with dark eyes, except that she was looking at the sword technique the first time, but after the next few times, she was all looking at the master.

Xu Yunci's appearance is extremely beautiful, but her cultivation base is too high, her temperament is cold, and her sword is even colder.At first glance, you will only feel daunting and unattainable.

But for Xie Dusheng who had tortured Xu Yunci for a long time, even if he saw her cold and indifferent appearance again, he had no sense of shock.

At this moment, Xie Dusheng looked at Ruan Qing, but in her mind was her forbearance and fragility, and that finally couldn't hold on, begging for mercy with crying pain.

What emerged next was the lingering nightmare of being pierced through the heart by Xu Yunci's sword.

Xie Dusheng's eyes were faintly stained with blood, and then before Ruan Qing realized that something was wrong, he lowered his eyes slightly, suppressing the gloomy and violent emotions.

Ruan Qing did not notice, she only asked again: "Do you remember?"

Xie Dusheng nodded seriously.

Ruan Qing's voice was indifferent, and she only said one word: "Practice."

The black long sword was hanging by Xie Dusheng's side all the time, Xie Dusheng pulled the sword out of the scabbard casually.

She remembered clearly that when practicing swords, she deliberately made mistakes in several sword techniques.

But even so, Ruan Qing was already amazed.

Such talent is naturally incomparable to the original body, but even with Xie Chuling's talent, it is impossible to make a good move just by looking at it a few times.

Ruan Qing was silent, if the original body didn't despise Xie Dusheng because of her spiritual root cultivation, and patiently taught Xie Dusheng swordsmanship, I'm afraid she would only be pleasantly surprised by her swordsmanship talent, not a rotten tree.

After Xie Dusheng practiced a set of sword skills, he seemed to know that he had made a mistake, and his dark eyes looked anxiously at the indifferent Ruan Qing.

Sensing her gaze, Ruan Qing said softly in an indifferent voice: "But do you know which ones are wrong?"

After returning, Xie Dusheng noticed that Ruan Qing's attitude towards her was different from that of her previous life. Apart from teaching her how to practice swords, the always indifferent master also seemed to have a little warmth.

However, for Xie Dusheng, he only finds it interesting.

"I know..." Xie Dusheng blushed slightly, wondering why, "but I really can't remember the three styles."

"It's okay." Ruan Qing's expression did not change, and he said slowly, "Demonstrate it again for the teacher."

But even if Ruan Qing demonstrated it twice, Xie Dusheng still couldn't correct it.

She raised her eyes to look at Ruan Qing, her eyes were slightly red, as if she was about to cry urgently: "Master, can you teach me those moves by yourself?"

Ruan Qingyuan was still thinking about how to comfort the apprentice who was about to cry, but when she heard Xie Dusheng's words, her eyes froze for a moment.

Looking in Xie Dusheng's eyes, it was a little more cold and indifferent than before.

Xie Dusheng whispered: "Master..."

The girl's depressed expression fell into Ruan Qing's eyes, she was silent for a while, then walked slowly to Xie Dusheng's side, holding Xie Dusheng's wrist with one hand.

Xu Yunci's hands were fair and slender, and they were not as cold as hers, but rather soft.

The girl's wrist was even more slender, and felt weak and boneless.

This contact not only made Ruan Qing's body tremble slightly, but Xie Dusheng also froze for a moment unconsciously.

Xie Dusheng never thought that the reborn master would actually dare to touch her because of her words.

But soon, noticing that Ruan Qing was trying to control her trembling body, Xie Dusheng slightly curled his lips.

Ruan Qing's voice was deliberately suppressed and steady: "Concentrate."

After all, this set of sword skills has been smoothly used by Ruan Qing holding Xie Dusheng's hand.

Although the swordsmanship was sharp and smooth, and Ruan Qing's hand holding Xie Dusheng was steady and strong, but her face was a little pale, and her eyelashes were trembling uncomfortably.Fortunately, the 13-year-old girl is not tall, so she couldn't see Ruan Qing's expression at the moment.

After practicing a set of sword moves, there was no mistake.

Ruan Qing returned to her indifferent expression when she let go of Xie Dusheng's wrist, so apart from Ruan Qing's slight trembling that she noticed at the beginning, Xie Dusheng didn't find any other clues.

Ruan Qing looked at Xie Dusheng calmly, and said, "Practice again."

This time, Xie Dusheng did not intentionally practice wrong sword moves.

It's still a long time, and it will be bad if it pushes her master into a hurry.

Seeing that she finished practicing, looking at her expectantly in her eyes, Ruan Wei slightly nodded, said yes softly, and said, "Practice by yourself."

After saying that, without waiting for Xie Dusheng's response, Ruan Qing left here.

Almost as soon as she returned to her room, Ruan Qing's face turned pale, and there was not even a trace of blood on her lips.

When I touched Xie Dusheng, the pain from being tortured by her seemed overwhelming again, and even my soul couldn't help but tremble.

Even though he knew that the pain was over and that the person Xie Dusheng wanted to take revenge on was Xu Yunci, Ruan Qing's body still trembled unavoidably.

Cold sweat trickled down from his forehead like tears.

Ruan Qing was short of breath, and the dark eyes were also stained with a little water.

Her eyelashes trembled, and she fell into a coma uncontrollably.

At the moment of losing consciousness, Ruan Qing thought, fortunately, Wen Yuefeng's formation barrier is so strong that no one can come in and out at will, and they can't see her like this.

But in Wenyue Peak, there is also Xie Dusheng who is the soul of the Transcendence Tribulation Period.

The moment he realized that Ruan Qing was unconscious, Xie Dusheng unscrupulously let go of the spirit of crossing the catastrophe that had been suppressed in the past in Wenyue Peak.

Even in front of his own room, Xie Dusheng could clearly see the unconscious Ruan Qing.

Ruan Qing's face was very pale, pale.She was long and curly, and there were a few crystal clear wet teardrops between her beautiful eyelashes like butterfly wings.And even in a coma, those picturesque eyebrows were frowned uncomfortably, just like when she was tortured by her revenge.

"Master..."

It turns out that you really came back.

However, Xie Dusheng whispered to himself: "Since you are so afraid of me, why do you want to teach me yourself?"

Master, what exactly do you want to do?

Xie Dusheng's eyes were dark.

After all, Xu Yunci is her, and now she is still admired by everyone in the world of cultivating immortals, the aloof Yunci Immortal Venerable.

It is so easy for a Mahayana practitioner to kill or abolish a person who has just introduced qi into the body and has just entered the early stage of qi training.

With Xu Yunci's character, she should kill her to avoid future troubles.

Why now, instead, he is paying more attention to it, which was originally just a promise that he had to keep?

Thinking back on Ruan Qing's various behaviors since her return, she actually made up for her as if she regretted what she did in her previous life.

"If I hadn't come back, Master treated me so well, I would definitely rely on gratitude and regard Master as a reborn benefactor." Xie Dusheng said slowly, but his eyes had already turned bloody at some point.

She moved slightly, and gently wiped away the few teardrops on Ruan Qing's eyelashes.

It's just, what a pity... Master, I don't dare to trust you anymore.

"Master, are you in pain? Do you hate me?" Xie Dusheng's lips curled into a cold arc, and her soul touched Ruan Qing's cheek. She smiled, and her cold voice was like a sigh, " If you don't do anything to me, you will never have another chance."

Otherwise, I will not let Master go.

Ruan Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she had sensed something.But in the end, he couldn't open his eyes either.

She bit her lip unconsciously, her uneasy expression seemed to be haunted.

Xie Dusheng moved his soul in silence, like a breeze blowing through the depths of Ruan Qing's consciousness, until her face gradually stabilized, then he slowly regained his soul.

It's just that there is still blood in those eyes.

The black long sword hanging beside her didn't dare to move, and pretended to be dead obediently.

Xie Dusheng's eyes turned slightly, his blood-red eyes looked at the long sword, and he slightly hooked his lips: "Don't tell Master."