Since you are going to the Qingyang Mountains, you have to be prepared. Although you don’t need to bring anything, some things must be prepared, such as some herbs that drive out insects and ants, which are essential, as well as some seasonings, etc. The teacher’s meal is indispensable.

This is particularly important. For example, the teacher is an extremely punctual person, and three meals a day are indispensable. Every time he practices swordsmanship, the teacher will inadvertently urge him.

It seems that it was inadvertently not. After all, the teacher always does this, "It's time to cook." A brief reminder, no matter what he does, the teacher can eat for half an hour.

In the teacher's words, it's just a sense of ritual, Zhao Xier can only sit by and accompany her. Occasionally, she just deals with a few times, and goes out to practice swords early, but it does not affect the teacher's mood of dining at all.

After simply packing her bags, she continued to practice swordsmanship and didn't do much, because after all, she had just broken into the innate world and was not that mature, let alone breaking through to the middle stage.

The sword move that the teacher just demonstrated completely shocked her. It was not as simple as practicing. It even had to add to your own coordination of the body, plus some factors that could affect everything that might be expected.

It’s not just a sentence that makes perfect, but it makes perfect. Even if you are proficient, Zhao Xier doesn’t think she can reach that level.

If you lack something and have a little charm, this is a huge difference, because this is just a basic swordsmanship. If you can distinguish between a good and a bad move just by just one move, it is really a far worse.

Therefore, the inexplicable shock seemed to be a kind of artistic conception. The picture was firmly imprinted in my mind. The teacher's personal demonstration was not a cold scroll on the mural, and more things could be seen.

It seemed as if a book opened a new page, and the door to a new world was slowly opened.

She instantly felt that practicing sword skills was not so boring. With a goal, she wanted to achieve it and even more wanted to surpass it.

That picture can completely improve yourself more quickly, and this move seems to have a new insight.

I quietly set out the sword and exerted my strength, no longer pursuing any sword energy, as if everything was empty, just thinking about the sword in my mind.

It is central and peaceful, without any external force, just swing it. When you are formally practicing, use your spiritual power to activate this sword.

The teacher said that this sword can be used in the Golden Elixir stage and can grow into an existence beyond the heaven level. If the skills are not martial arts, it is not that important for the time being. If the teacher is satisfied, the only possibility is to practice the sword well.

And you cannot practice it blindly, copy it, or even have your own understanding.

Suddenly, another day passed, and the growth of time was indeed felt. A new realm of realm made her feel a little refreshing.

Although the progress was not very obvious, Zhao Xier could find some of the teacher's smooth feeling. Although it was just a little bit, it saved ten times more effort when wiping it out.

From exerting force on the wrist to exerting force on the whole body, every cell is running at a high speed.

It's amazing.

The teacher probably has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship!

The next morning, several heads of the family walked in. There were a few young and strong laborers behind him carrying a huge coffin. Zhao Xier also stopped her movements. Although it was strange, she could guess one or two. The one in the coffin should be the patient.

The only surprise is that the coffin is made of white jade and even emits a striking cold air.

"Several heads, is this the coffin for Zhao early in the morning?" Zhao Qingyang sat in the hall, pointed to the white jade coffin, and asked. "Zhao is not terminally ill, so he is not a relative or a relative to you, so there is no need for such a great gift."

"I dare not, I dare not, this is the patient I am waiting for my husband to see. To be honest, we can no longer control the spread of the heavenly evil. The white jade is almost turned into ice jade." Zhao Dongsheng said with a wry smile. "I will only let the husband watch it in this way. If the husband has a solution, we will definitely receive a generous reward."

Zhao Qingyang nodded, "Open the coffin, I'll take a look first."

Zhao Xier also came over. Her big eyes were written with half of worries and half of expectations, and there was also an inexplicable emotion. She was not with her parents since childhood. How could she say that the most difficult thing to manage and the most uncontrollable thing is family affairs.

"Is this her father?" Zhao Qingyang simply asked Zhao Xier.

"This is her seventh uncle." Zhao Dongsheng shook his head, "It was her father who was hit by Tiansha Zhenliu, but her mother's strength was amazing, and she just stopped him in such a breath. If sir has a way, we will definitely cooperate with him!"

"So that's the case. I've heard from the girl that her seventh uncle was poisoned, but it seems different from what you said." Zhao Qingyang said with a smile.

Several people smiled embarrassedly, but Zhao Qingyang knew it well that such a family naturally had external news and internal news. It was true or false. Sometimes, even his own people were deceived.

There were even rumors that this guy was dead, and the coffin was carried over. Whether he died or not was all based on his mouth.

"Isn't it a father?" Zhao Xier seemed a little disappointed.

The expectation in her heart turned into nothing. Many times, she had thought about her parents' health and reunion as soon as possible. After being alone for a long time, she would not think about it anymore.

But when she heard that she was hit by this evil spirit for her father, she was a little dazed. The previous generation had too many grudges and grudges. She had never seen them with her own eyes, but for so many years, she had not asked and asked.

What kind of person is my father, and how many secrets she doesn't know.

As he said that, the few of them followed Zhao Qingyang's words and slowly opened the coffin.

As soon as they reached halfway through, a huge evil spirit splashed out instantly. The three of them seemed to have expected it and took out a pearl to suppress the evil spirit.

The pitch-black beads were rotating, not big, but they absorbed all the evil spirits.

Zhao Qingyang glanced slightly. This gem was indeed a treasure, but unfortunately, it was just a consumable. This time, it could be suppressed by opening the coffin, and the next time, it would probably be broken.
Chapter completed!