Yi Qing demonstrated this set of sword technique for more than an hour. The moves were ever-changing and extremely powerful. Although he tried his best to restrain the sword Qi, the entire island was still shaved off when he retracted it.
"Master, this is the sword technique I usually use." Yi Qing cupped his fists and bowed to Shen Ying. He looked straight at her, his eyes shining.
Shen Ying subconsciously praised, "Hmm, not bad!" Just a little slow.
"Thank you, Master!" He became even more excited. "Please guide me, Master."
"…" Shen Ying stiffened. Sweat began to form on her forehead. Guide what? She didn't know anything about sword techniques at all.
Lonemoon, who was at the side, laughed and said gleefully, "That's right, give him some guidance then."
"Er … This …"
"Did Master not bring a suitable weapon?" Yi Qing hurriedly handed the spirit sword in his hand to her. "It's my carelessness. Why don't you use mine first."
"…" Do you have to be so considerate?
"Quick, guide me." Lonemoon's smile deepened. He even pushed her and said in a strange tone, "If you don't hurry, the sun is going to set."
"Master?"
Shen Ying looked at the sword in her hand. "Actually … I think you were pretty good just now." She didn't need to change it anymore.
"Cheh, forget it!" Before Yi Qing could speak, Lonemoon sneered. "Stop pretending. If you can use one move today, I'll be your disciple!"
"You?" Shen Ying glanced at him. "Do you know how to cook?"
"Why would I cook for myself?"
"Oh, then don't."
"You …" Who the hell wants to be your disciple?!
(∀ ́ □ ′) ノ (́ ━ ́)
Shen Ying ignored him. She took two steps forward and looked at the flat island. She held the sword in her hand. How did the chef disciple use it just now? It seemed like she had to raise it first …
She raised the sword with one hand above her head. It looked like she was holding a dumbbell. There was no order to it, not to mention the moves.
Ha! Lonemoon couldn't help but laugh again. He watched as Shen Ying swung the sword down forcefully, waiting for her to fall off the horse.
Suddenly, a storm rose from the ground, and the sword transformed into a sword light that was as bright as the sun, traversing between heaven and earth. With a wave of Shen Ying's hand, it swept across the entire island. With a loud bang, the entire island was split into two. However, the sword light did not stop there. It continued to fly into the distance and swept past the Black Heaven Sect not far away. It split a floating peak on the upper right and went straight into the sea, eventually disappearing into the sky.
The white clouds in the sky were split into two, and the entire surface of the sea suddenly sank, the seawater separating from the middle. A bottomless crack extended into the distance. The entire world seemed to have been cut by a knife. There was only the sound of seawater filling up the crevice.
Yi Qing: "…"
Lonemoon: "…"
"Ugh …" I think I used too much strength. "Looks like I'm not suited for using swords!" Shen Ying scratched her head and threw the sword back to Chef. "Well, what are we eating tonight?"
The two of them stared blankly for a long while. Finally, the experienced Yi Qing snapped back to his senses and replied reflexively, "Mapo … tofu … right?" Master was indeed Master! (✪ ω ✪)
"Alright, when are we going back?"
"Immediately. Master is tired today. Shall we have an extra dish?"
"Good chef … disciple!"
Lonemoon: So … so scary.
Wait! She wanted to say Chef just now, right? That must be it!
"Why don't we go back and prepare now?"
"Master, wait!" Yi Qing took a deep breath and looked at Shen Ying with a serious expression that he had never shown before. "Please forgive me for my stupidity. I have not understood the intention of Master's move."
"…" I didn't mean it.
"I don't understand. Master just waved it very simply. Why did it have such power?"
"Uh …" Shen Ying's mouth twitched. How would she know? "Maybe I … have more strength?"
"Strength?"
Lonemoon: Who are you kidding? Is this something that can be done with strength? (̄ Utensils ̄)
"Haven't you heard of it?" Shen Ying said seriously. "One person can defeat ten people with great strength!"
Lonemoon: This is obviously copied from a martial arts novel. Only a ghost would believe it! (̄ Utensils)
"What Master means is that as long as one's ability is up to par, the moves and sword techniques are actually not important!"
Lonemoon: You really believe it?! (° Д °)
"One person can defeat ten people with great strength? One person can defeat ten people with great strength … "Yi Qing murmured. Suddenly, the Spirit Qi in his body surged. Sword Qi overflowed. Even the Spirit Qi in the surroundings began to surge.
Lonemoon: Damn, what the hell is an epiphany? This is obviously a lie, brother! (̄? Д?)?
"Chef, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that he suddenly sat down, Shen Ying could not help but reach out and poke him.
"Don't touch him!" Lonemoon slapped her hand away. "He's in an epiphany. You will be in danger if you interrupt him!" What kind of master is she if she can't even tell?! And now she doesn't even change her way of addressing him. Is it really okay to call him Chef?
Lonemoon suppressed the complaints in his heart. He quickly conjured a seal and set up layers of defensive arrays around Yi Qing. The duration of an epiphany varied. Looking at the rich Spirit Qi and Sword Qi around him, it was probably a big epiphany. How long would it take? The worst thing to be interrupted during an epiphany was this. This array was necessary. It seemed that to be on the safe side, he had to go back and ask the sect master to send some people to guard him.
He turned back to look at Shen Ying, who was still in a daze. The corner of his mouth twitched. Why did he suddenly not want to take in a disciple?
He looked again at the two halves of the island. The seawater was still separated. And the floating peak of the Blackheaven Sect that was split in half …
Wait!
Why did he feel that the floating peak looked a little familiar?
"Holy shit! My Lingyun Peak! "
Σ (° △ ° | | |)
— — —
Five days later.
"Speaking of which, impromptu …"
"You dare to call me impromptu chef?" Before Shen Ying could finish, the figure cooking in the kitchen turned his head sharply. "Believe it or not, I will really beat you up!"
"Er …" Shen Ying paused. She had to change her words. "Hey, my disciple hasn't woken up yet? It's been five days. "
"How can an epiphany be so simple?" Lonemoon glared at the person who was paralyzed on the stone table. "Also, my name is Lonemoon, not 'that'! It's fine if you can't remember your own disciple's name. After all, we are from the same hometown. Remember my name well! "
"Sigh … I haven't eaten for five days." She didn't even have the strength to remember names.
"Five, days …" Lonemoon directly threw the thing in his hand at her. "Then what have you been eating these days? Pig feed? "
She caught it and muttered softly, "It's not even as good as pig feed." Looking closely, she realized that it was a spatula. She hurriedly threw it back. "Quickly flip it, the pot is going to burn!"
The corner of Lonemoon's mouth twitched. Something in his mind snapped. He raised his hand and threw the spatula on the ground. "What did you just say? Say it again if you have the guts. " He tore off the apron on his body and angrily walked towards her. "I'm a dignified Soul Formation Supremacy, and I've never cooked for anyone in my previous and current lives. Do you think I want to cook for you?! Whoever wants to do it can do it, I'm not doing it! "
"I didn't ask you to come." Wasn't he the one who took the initiative to run over and ask her what she needed? "What's more … weren't you the one who asked me to swing that sword that day?"
If she didn't swing that sword, her disciple wouldn't have had an epiphany. If he didn't have an epiphany, someone would have cooked for him. If someone cooked for him, naturally she wouldn't have to eat his pig feed.
"You …" If not for the fact that his Lingyun Peak had been split open by her, did she think he would have been willing to come here? Mm, it was definitely not because he wanted to chat with his only fellow countryman!
He took a deep breath. Hmph! Forget it, he wouldn't argue with a woman.
He turned back to look at Shen Ying, who was still lazily looking like a weakling. That question popped up again. "Hey, Shen Ying, be serious … Where did you get that terrifying ability from?" That sword was simply … simply like it could split the sky and split the earth.
"Didn't I tell you before?" She replied lazily. "I don't know either!"
"You really don't know?"
"Mm, the day I transmigrated, it was like this."
Lonemoon frowned. To be able to split open the sea with a sword, as far as he knew, there was no spell that could do that. Even the most powerful perfected Soul Formation cultivator in this world couldn't do that. She looked like an ordinary person. There was no Spirit Qi in her body. She didn't even have the basic sense of Spirit Qi that a cultivator should have. How could she have such power? What was even more ridiculous was that she actually didn't know the reason herself.
He thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out the reason. He could only give up. He turned around and threw the mess of food in front of Shen Ying. "Hurry up and eat. After eating, we still have to go to the island to see how your disciple's epiphany is going." Sigh, why did he feel that he had found two big problems for himself?
Shen Ying poked at the mess and didn't pick it up for a long time. Her expression became even more disgusted. The word "pig feed" was written all over her face. After poking at it for a long time until a certain someone was about to go berserk, she finally stuffed it into her mouth.
It really tasted terrible … but it was better than making it herself!
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