"Master, I want to learn sword techniques." Chef, who had just finished cooking, suddenly spoke up.
"Huh?" Shen Ying's chopsticks paused. Why did Chef suddenly have such a dangerous idea?
"Lou Tao and the others are also at Qi Refinement, but they've already started learning sword techniques." He said seriously with a straight face.
Who was Lou Tao?
"I'm Master's disciple. I don't want to lose to them. Master, Master, can you teach me sword techniques?"
Shen Ying faltered for a moment. It was a good thing for a disciple to improve. She could not discourage him, so she nodded. "Sure." It was just sword techniques. She had experience.
Chef's eyes brightened. He jumped down from the chair.
"As the saying goes, all the martial arts in the world …"
"Shut up!" Before she could finish, Lonemoon suddenly picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth. "Don't teach me if you don't f * * king know!"
"Uh, a qian (I used to) …" Shen Ying opened her mouth to explain.
"That's the past!" Lonemoon glared at her. What Chef lacked was his spirit, not his cultivation. Wasn't her bluffing to get him to have an epiphany BUFF? Wasn't that just more of a hindrance? All of them were troublesome.
He rubbed his forehead and turned to look at Yi Qing, who was not much taller than the chair. For a moment, he was in a dilemma. Chef's sword technique was created by him, and it complemented his sword intent. Not to mention Shen Ying, even he did not know how to use it. If he randomly taught Yi Qing, it might backfire. "Chef … Yi Qing, the Dao of the Sword depends on one's own understanding. As for sword techniques … it still depends on oneself. We can't teach you either. "
He frowned. He was a child after all. He did not hide the disappointment in his eyes. After a while, he looked up. "Then how can I understand?"
"Naturally, you can only slowly …" He stopped mid-sentence. He suddenly thought of something. "Oh yes, why don't I set up a few sword arrays. If you can break through, maybe you will understand something."
"Alright." Yi Qing nodded hard. There was even some excitement in his eyes.
"I will set up an easy sword array first. When you succeed, I will increase the difficulty." As he summoned a spirit sword and handed it to him, he explained, "But you don't have any foundation in swordsmanship, and your cultivation is only at the Qi Refinement level. It's very dangerous for you to rashly enter the sword array, and there's even a possibility of you getting seriously injured. Have you thought it through?"
Yi Qing turned to look at Shen Ying, his eyes filled with determination. "Yes! I'm not afraid. "
"Then, from tomorrow onwards, you will go to the Martial Arts Practice Field on the main peak. I will set up a sword formation there. You will enter the formation at six o 'clock in the morning, and the sword formation will only rest at nine o' clock in the morning."
"Alright." He nodded his little head. After a while, he thought of something and asked anxiously, "Then can I come out in the afternoon?"
"What?" Lonemoon glanced at him. Giving up so quickly? This was not Chef's style.
"Noon is Master's lunch time, I …"
"Got it!" The corner of Lonemoon's mouth twitched. She had lost all her memories, yet she did not forget a single thing. "When the time comes, I will bring you out of the array."
Only then did he feel relieved. After thinking for a while, he cupped his fists and said respectfully, "Thank you, Supremacy."
Lonemoon stiffened. A trace of awkwardness flashed across his face. In the past, he had seen Chef's disdainful, dismissive or discriminating look. Suddenly, he was still not used to thanking him so seriously.
"Master, Master!" Yi Qing turned his head. His eyes seemed to be lit up instantly. He looked straight at Shen Ying beside him and said with some excitement, "I will work hard to understand swordsmanship and become more powerful than anyone else. In the future, I can also protect Master."
Shen Ying was stunned.
After a while …
"I know."
— — — —
Lonemoon seemed to have really started to put Chef through devil training. Every day, before dawn, Chef would disappear, leaving only a table full of dishes. He would come back at noon and at night, and then disappear again. His small body that was originally made of Spirit Qi now had some vague shadow of Sword Qi. It seemed that Lonemoon's method was indeed effective.
The figure that was originally by her side every day, calling Master, Master, suddenly disappeared. Shen Ying was really not used to it.
This went on for a few months. Chef went back and forth between the martial arts arena and the kitchen every day. The Sword Qi on his body became thicker and thicker. Even his temperament became more and more stable. He became more and more like the Chef of the past.
Until one day. "Master, I broke the sword array today." His little body had grown a lot taller, and he grinned widely at Shen Ying.
She was stunned for a moment. She looked him up and down. After a while, she nodded. "Mm."
"Master, I've suddenly comprehended three sword techniques."
"Mm."
"Master, so that sword array is really hard to break."
"Mm."
"Master, I will understand more in the future."
"Mm."
"Master, I came back late today. Are you hungry?"
"… Not hungry."
"That's … that's … good!" With that said, he seemed to finally be unable to take it anymore. He swayed a few times and directly fell down.
Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Shen Ying grabbed him and directly carried him up. She did not know if it was because the sword in his hand was much heavier than before.
Shen Ying sighed. Then, she turned into the house and put him on the bed. In the blink of an eye, the bed was dyed red. Yi Qing's body was covered in blood. His dharma robe was torn into pieces. She could faintly see the complicated sword marks.
She subconsciously turned to look behind her. The person who had just followed her in.
"Why are you looking at me? I'm not the one who hurt him! " Lonemoon glared at her. "And he ran back without letting me treat him. I was still puzzled. He's learning too quickly. In less than seven months, he broke my sword array. It's as if he can't wait to improve himself. I don't know why he's working so hard. "Even if he did not learn anything, as long as he recovered his memory, his cultivation would all return.
Shen Ying frowned. She glanced at the little bloody man on the bed. She directly reached out and pointed at the void. Immediately, a light screen appeared on Chef's body. She pointed with her fingertip and adjusted the data on it. The wounds on Chef, who was originally a bloody man, disappeared instantly. Not to mention the blood stains, even the cuts on his dharma robe automatically healed. It was as if it had never been torn.
The pitiful child on the bed had instantly turned back into the tender and delicate jade doll.
"Holy shit! You used administrative authority to directly change his data. "Lonemoon's eyes widened." Isn't the level of your healing skills too high? "
Shen Ying turned to look at him. "Can't I?"
The corner of Lonemoon's mouth twitched. "Yes, of course you can. Besides, he's your man. What does it have to do with me! "Hmph! To think that he had chased after her so worriedly. Lonemoon stuffed the healing elixir in his hand back and turned to walk out the door. "I'll go back first. Look after him. Rest more today. From tomorrow onwards, he will enter a new sword array."
Shit! He still had to go back to set up an array in the middle of the night. He did not know what he owed this pair of master and disciple.
"Oh." Shen Ying nodded. Suddenly, as if recalling something, she said, "Father Niu."
"What?"
"I'm so hungry. I haven't had dinner yet. Do you have anything to eat?"
"Get lost!" Lonemoon glared at her. "There's a limit on pig feed today!"
With that said, he waved his hand and left a few plates of pastries on the table. He turned and walked out of the house.
"…"
Sigh, Father Niu would die if he did not act tsundere.
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