Mrs. Fox is too serious!

Penglai Xiandao is located in the center of the East China Sea, hundreds of miles away from the land. Not to mention ordinary people ferrying there by boat, even a cultivator with a sword would have to fly for several hours.

There is no place to rest in the sea, if one is not cultivated enough and has insufficient spiritual power, he may not be able to fly to Penglai, and his spiritual power will be exhausted halfway and he will fall into the sea.

Although Lan Yiyou's cultivation was much higher than Jiang Xundao's, it would be a bit difficult to take her with him and then bring him to Heichi.

She thought that Jiang Xundao didn't know how to control the sword yet.

And there are still three days before the Dao Discussion Conference. It doesn’t matter if I meet the senior sisters two days later. Fortunately, I found an inn in Linhai Town to stay. I plan to teach Jiang Xun Dao how to control the sword first, and then take her to Penglai island.

Early the next morning, Lan Yiyou took Yujian to a distant mountain to teach her Yujian.

They found a flat land, the surrounding woods were slightly lower, and there was no human habitation nearby, so it was a good place.

Jiang Xundao changed into a Tsing Yi, the Tsing silk was tied on her head with a white headband, tied into a Taoist bun, the burden on her back was attached to her body, and the talisman pouch and sword barrel around her waist were also tied. She took out her spirit sword and stood there. Lan Yiyou was beside him, waiting for Lan Yiyou to teach her the heart and soul of sword control.

Originally, Senior Sister Mu said she would teach her, but she has been delayed because of other things, but now Lan Yiyou is now teaching her by accident, which really makes her a little embarrassed.

Lan Yiyou stood in front of her with his hands behind his back. After looking around, he led her to a stone.

Hei Chi and Xiao Li, who followed, found a tree and climbed up. Hei Chi's plump body squeezed on the branch, bending the thick branches. He also crossed his legs, half-lying leisurely , Xiaoli lay on its head, with two paws grabbing Heichi's ears.

One bear and one mouse, the four black Jiujiu eyes stared at Jiang Xundao and Lan Yiyou without blinking.

Lan Yiyou looked at Jiang Xundao with slightly raised eyebrows, and asked softly.

"Ready to carry?"

Last night when she was going to sleep in the inn, Lan Yiyou gave her a book on the art of controlling the sword, and asked her to memorize it all in one night.

Jiang Xundao nodded confidently. There were only a few pages in the manual, and she had recited it many times. Now even if Lan Yiyou asked her to recite it backwards, she could recite it.

"Well, I'm familiar with it."

Lan Yiyou walked up to the stone on Jiang Xundao's face, wiped it clean, and sat down cross-legged.

"Sit down and close your eyes, meditate on the mind, and keep the mind in your mind."

Hearing the words, Jiang Xundao quickly sat cross-legged on the grass, closed his eyes and calmed down to meditate on the Dharma.

Although Jiang Xundao had indeed memorized the heart method fluently, she closed her eyes and silently recited it several times in her heart.

After waiting for a while, Lan Yiyou called her up and began to teach her the formula of Yujian formally.

Although Jiang Xundao always looked curious and doubtful about everything on weekdays, he was willing to work hard and had good aptitude. In less than an hour, he was able to shake his hands and stand tremblingly. A spiritual sword suspended in the air with purple light.

It’s just that Jiang Xundao’s first time using the sword was like a big girl getting on a sedan chair. She was very panicked. She squeezed her hands for a long time and couldn’t let the spirit sword move. It just hung in the air, unable to get up or down. sweat. .

Lan Yiyou flies away with the sword, hangs beside her, comforting her patiently.

"Don't be afraid, your spirit sword and you have dripped blood and recognized the Lord. If you want to control it, you must not panic. Adjust your breath and cycle to control the sword with qi."

Jiang Xundao nodded, she took a deep breath and calmed down, she squeezed her hands and shouted loudly.

"Walk."

I saw the purple light of the spirit sword under her feet suddenly vibrated, and then the spirit sword flew out with a whoosh, the speed was so fast that it even set off a gust of wind, which messed up Lan Yiyou's clothes and hair.

Lan Yiyou raised his eyebrows slightly, Jiang Xundao is a child who can be taught, and he can learn it after only teaching it once.

But after a while, Jiang Xundao, who flew far away, let out a scream, Lan Yiyou's face changed, and Yu Jian hurriedly chased after him.

After flying for a while, she lowered her head to find Jiang Xundao, who was caught by a crooked tree on the collar of her collar, holding the spirit sword tremblingly. She lowered her head and looked down, curled up and moved. He didn't dare to move, for fear that if he trembled accidentally, he would fall down.

Seeing Lan Yiyou flying towards her, she turned pale, and looked at Lan Yiyou grievously, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"I...I don't know how to turn."

Lan Yiyou sighed softly, grabbed Jiang Xundao and made her stand on his spirit sword, and then took her back.

After throwing it on the ground, ask Jiang Xundao to try again.

The mind is right, the hand is absolutely right, and he can fly out every time, but Jiang Xundao's brain is like a tendon, he just can't learn to turn, not only that, but also hanged by the same crooked neck tree every time Waiting for Lan Yiyou to fly over to rescue her.

The first few times, Lan Yiyou rescued her patiently, but after a few more times, even if Lan Yiyou was patient, she couldn't resist looking for Jiang Xundao who was hanging from the same tree with a crooked neck.

In the end, Lan Yiyou asked Jiang Xundao to fly in a different direction. She learned to turn this time, and after turning a turn, she found the crooked neck tree and hung it on it.

Not to mention Lan Yiyou, even Jiang Xundao herself has a look of lovelessness, she is not afraid of being hung up after getting used to it, she just hangs on the tree like a piece of tattered clothes to dry in the wind .

Lan Yiyou flew in front of her again, looked at her hanging on the tree, finally there was a slight change on her indifferent face, she just hung in front of Jiang Xundao and looked at her thoughtfully, After a while, he asked softly.

"You, can you change a tree?"

Jiang Xundao looked at Lan Yiyou with bleak lips and eyes, she was already in despair, but when she thought that Lan Yiyou must be disappointed after such a toss, she frowned and sighed, feeling weak explained.

"I don't know what's going on, every time I have to turn, the sword seems to be out of order, and it always flies here. I...I didn't mean it."

Lan Yiyou looked thoughtfully at the spirit sword held in Jiang Xundao's arms.

"So, it's because you can't control your spirit sword."

Jiang Xundao nodded.

"Ah."

The corners of Lan Yiyou's lips twitched slightly, revealing a faint smile, she said softly.

"Then you should stay here for a while and have a good talk with it. When the talk is over, come back by yourself. I will wait for you until dark. If you don't come back after dark, I will take Heichi and Xiaoli, go back to the inn and pick you up tomorrow morning."

Jiang Xundao raised his head quickly when he heard the words, looked at Lan Yiyou in fear and begged.

"Senior Sister Lan, don't!"

Facing Jiang Xundao's pitiful eyes, Lan Yiyou was unmoved, she just looked up at the sky, and then said leisurely with her hands behind her back.

"You should have a few hours."

"Senior Sister Lan!"

Jiang Xundao struggled a few times, trying to call Lan Yiyou to stop, but when she moved lightly, the branch behind her suddenly made a slight cracking sound, and she stopped quickly, fearing that the branch would break and she would fall down.

Lan Yiyou ignored her and flew away without looking back, leaving Jiang Xundao who was hanging on a tree branch and dared not move.

Seeing Lan Yiyou's figure disappear, Jiang Xundao lowered her eyes in despair, she stared at the spirit sword in her arms, and cursed secretly with her teeth gritted.

"Damn Broken Sword, fly away if you have the ability."

As soon as the words fell, the spirit sword flew out of her arms with a burst of purple light. Under Jiang Xundao's astonished eyes, it began to circle around her non-stop, and finally stopped on top of Jiang Xundao's head.

The sharp blade was facing the one that had already cracked, and the branch hanging from Jiang Xundao shook, as if threatening Jiang Xundao.

Jiang Xundao remembered that her spirit sword had an annoying sword spirit, so he immediately faltered and apologized immediately.

"I was wrong."

The spirit sword swayed, pressing down on the branches bit by bit.

Jiang Xundao's face changed, and he raised his head and begged for mercy with a trembling cry.

"Grandma Jian, I was really wrong, I dare not, Bai Taki, please stop making trouble."

Bai Taki was sleeping in the golden bead, when he heard Jiang Xundao's cry, he frowned and roared.

"To shut up."

Jiang Xundao immediately fell silent, curled up in a ball motionless, and looked pitifully at the golden bead in the mouth of the sword-hilted dragon.

Bai Taki's ears became clear, he hummed twice and rolled his eyes.

"It has nothing to do with me, you messed with it yourself."

Jiang Xundao licked his dry lips and asked cautiously.

"Aren't you a sword spirit?"

. . . .

Shirataki coughed lightly.

"Well, I am Sword Spirit, think about how you provoked me, if you understand, I will let this sword listen to you."

Jiang Xundao nodded hurriedly.

"I think I think, I think so."

Lan Yiyou sat cross-legged on the rock and adjusted her breath until the sun set, and the last glare fell on her. She opened her eyes and looked towards the direction of the cliff where Jiang Xundao was hanging.

Jiang Xundao still didn't come back.

Heichi and Xiaoli on the tree behind them had already fallen asleep, and there was still a pile of wild fruits picked from nowhere on their furry stomachs.

Lan Yiyou stood up, lightly brushed a green leaf falling from his shoulder, and said softly.

"Let's go."

Heichi woke up cleverly. It licked its lips and looked in Jiang Xundao's direction, then tilted its head and looked at Lan Yiyou suspiciously, and groaned twice.

"Don't worry, she'll be fine, go back first."

Lan Yiyou shook her head lightly. Heichi was worried about the danger of leaving Jiang Xundao somewhere, but she, Lan Yiyou, didn't seem worried.

She had already planted a spiritual power mark on Jiang Xundao's body. If Jiang Xundao was in danger, she would be able to sense it immediately, so she was not afraid that Jiang Xundao would have any accidents.

Lan Yiyou kept her promise, she said she would take Heichi and Xiaoli back to the inn when it was dark and wait for Jiang Xundao to come back. I left the inn in Linhai Town.

The rest was Jiang Xundao who was still hanging on the tree.

When Jiang Xundao coaxed the spirit sword with great difficulty, Yujian flew back and forth in the sky several times happily, and when he returned, Lan Yiyou had disappeared.

In fact, Jiang Xundao's aptitude is indeed good. After Lan Yiyou taught her the heart method and hand martial arts, she learned to control the sword, but Lingjian felt that she was imprisoned in the sword tube all day long and could not pass through. The barrel is stuffy and smelly, so I'm just throwing a tantrum.

It kept jumping up and down in the sword barrel on weekdays, but Jiang Xundao never took it to heart.

Jiang Xundao promised to it that he would never lock it again, and it obediently stopped making trouble. Jiang Xundao naturally quickly mastered the flying skills of Yujian.

As soon as he learned how to control the sword, Jiang Xundao hurriedly flew back to ask Lan Yiyou for credit.

When Jiang Xundao ran back to the inn and opened the door, he saw Lan Yiyou who was sitting at the table waiting for her.

There is also a full table of delicious food on the table.

Seeing Jiang Xundao pushing open the door with a smile on his face, Lan Yiyou slightly raised the corners of his lips without any surprise.

"Have you learned?"

Jiang Xundao nodded hurriedly.

"I learned."

Lan Yiyou pointed to her side, beckoning her to sit down.

"Sit down, you must be hungry too."

Looking at the untouched food on the table, Jiang Xundao sat down, raised his head and asked suspiciously.

"Senior Sister Lan, haven't you eaten?"

Lan Yiyou nodded, and personally served Jiang Xundao a bowl of rice, placed it in front of her, and said lightly.

"Waiting for you to come back together."