The Demon Cult Girl Ye Youying did not answer, but was just wiping her cheeks.

Wash off the charcoal ash I applied, and the bright and shiny skin was a little rosy. I have to say that this Demon Cult Girl looks really good. If you have to say something, you are so qualified to be a big maid.

Zhu Minglang also washed and sorted out his clothes.

Sure enough, Mingxiu and Lin Zhong came to knock on the door early in the morning. They brought breakfast and were preparing to take them to visit.

"The two of you slept last night..." Lin Zhong glanced at the demon sect girl Ye Youying, and couldn't help but feel a little confused. He seemed to have no idea where this stunning and beautiful woman appeared.

Is it because it was too dark yesterday, or the mud on her face was washed away, and she was so pretty and charming. No wonder this young master was going to elope with his maid!

"Sorry, I almost didn't recognize it." Lin Zhong explained awkwardly.

"It is rare to enter the Baichang Sword Sect. I heard that the sword technique is elegant and the sword is as gentle as water waves, but its power is no less than the stormy waves. I can ask you for advice." Zhu Minglang said.

"Where is where you, the sword technique of Yaoshan Sword Sect is excellent, but if Brother Zhu wants to observe, we can also arrange it." Lin Zhong said.

Zhu Minglang really wants to learn.

Whether it is the Fighting Sword Sect, the Flying Sword Sect, or other sword art schools, there are points of integration. Every time you wake up with a sword, it requires a huge amount of energy, and this energy can only be supplemented by some special gold weapons. Zhu Minglang has to understand more unique flying sword skills, which will also facilitate the sword spirit dragon to display more powerful abilities.

The Baichang Sword Sect has a deep foundation, and the old lady of Jian Zun has mentioned this sect forest many times.

When they arrived at their sword training mountain, Zhu Minglang saw these people practicing swords facing a long canyon, and they practiced the technique of flying swords. Everyone controlled the sword with their fingertips, and the more skilled one was relying on their thoughts.

Zhu Minglang saw them controlling the flying swords and flying towards the valley that was leaning towards a mountain lake. He could see that these flying swords were all along a path, flying further and further, and in a uniform manner. Standing on the mountain floor and looking into the distance, it looked like a silver ribbon, swimming through the Changgu Mountain Lake.

"Brother Zhu is also a flying sword school? Do you want to try it?" said the female swordsman Mingxiu.

"How to try it?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Look at this Changgu carefully. There are some wooden stakes on both sides of the Changgu. From the position where we are standing to the mountain lake, there are a total of eighty-six wooden stakes in the Changgu. The sword masters of our Baichang Sword Sect will take this as a test, which is to control their flying swords to pass through this Changgu, arrive at the mountain lake, and hit the wooden stakes as many as possible." Mingxiu smiled and said.

Zhu Minglang stood on the mountain and looked over. The valley was long. Among the nearby valleys, you could clearly see the red wooden stakes. But when you arrived a little further, the wooden stakes were as small as a green onion. When you arrived near the mountain lake, you could hardly see the human-shaped wooden stakes...

"I can't even see it, how can I hit the wooden stake?" The Demon Cult's girl Ye Youying also felt a little confused.

"Of course it is impossible to ask for eighty-six wooden stakes to hit. This is just a pursuit of the ultimate so that the disciples can constantly break through themselves. Moreover, flying swords and swordsmanship emphasizes speed. Each time you arrive at the mountain lake, you cannot exceed half a moment." Mingxiu pointed to the stone platform next to him.

On the stone platform, there is an ancient drip kettle, which is a clock with precision scales.

"This is a relatively difficult flying sword test. We generally only require disciples to control the flying sword to reach the mountain lake within a large scale of the water drip bell."

"Then we ask the disciples to hit the wooden stakes as many as possible in this large scale time."

"There is a registered pillar next to the stone platform. We will record the best results and sort them..."

"Brother, do you want to try it?"

Lin Zhong and Mingxiu seemed to want to see the strength of the sword master of Yaoshan Sword Sect, which was a kind invitation.

When the other disciples who practiced swords, they heard that Zhu Minglang came from Yaoshan Sword Sect, stopped practicing and gathered in a circle to come and take a look.

Zhu Minglang looked up at the registered pillar and asked, "Is this top record that is Senior Brother Lin Zhong?"

Lin Zhong smiled but said nothing.

"It's a good practice method, but it shouldn't be difficult for me, right, Xiao Epiphyllum." Zhu Minglang raised an eyebrow at the demon sect's daughter Ye Youying.

The Demon Cult Girl Ye Youying showed a very perfunctory smile, just showing her smile on her face, and she didn't mean anything complimented in her heart.

"Brother, don't underestimate this long-square practice. After all, the further the flying sword is from the controller, the harder it is to achieve accuracy." Lin Zhong reminded.

"There are still several wooden stakes not far away at our feet. It is indeed not difficult to hit them, but in the middle of the long valley, or even in the second half, the flying sword falls out of control and falls. "Mingxiu was a little arrogant and looked like she was waiting to see the results.

"Then please help me with the timing." Zhu Minglang walked towards the extended sword training platform.

The sword spirit dragon is right behind Zhu Minglang. Although there is no sword bag, it seems to be carrying it. The distance between Zhu Minglang and its distance from Zhu Minglang will not change at all.

With a finger towards the sky, the sword spirit dragon was unsheathed out of thin air and jumped to a high place in an instant. The bright red light shone slightly, not dazzling, but it gave people a sharp and cold feeling.

At this time, the eyes of the Demon Cult's girl Ye Youying also stared at Zhu Minglang.

Ye Youying was naturally a little curious about what strength this man from Yaoshan Sword Sect had.

The posture of pulling the sword out of the sheath is very elegant and elegant, and the movements are also very skillful...

When the disciples of the Baichang Sword Sect saw Zhu Minglang's move, they couldn't help but exclaim a few times.

Not all sword masters can master such a handsome sword-drawing!

"Brother Zhu, I should be very strong. I felt it last night." Lin Zhong said in a low voice to Mingxiu next to him, looking very expectant.

"Who can practice more often, but he may not be able to complete the test of the Changgu Mountains and Lakes." Mingxiu said.

...

Zhu Minglang stood on the edge of the mountain platform and posed many handsome sword-controlling postures. His sword eyebrows were like stars, his thoughts and swords were integrated, and his fingertips were rudders, perfectly controlling the sword spirit dragon to fly over the long valley!

Of course, this is just a false flying sword master.

He was really not focused at all, thinking that the noodle soup tasted good in the morning, and then casually told Jian Linglong: "Mo Xie, poke all the wooden stakes along the way when he flew over."
Chapter completed!