Transmigrated into a martial arts world, Li Mo binds with an investment system that allows him to see the innate talent, destiny, and future of his investment targets.
The better their destin...
Not a word was said about the butt.
Well, no discussion.
OK, OK, OK.
I, Li, am going to be a little amused. I really don't treat you as a cheater, right?
Martial arts enlightenment, start!
【Five years of martial arts insights have been successfully injected.】
[First year: You accepted Ying Bing's guidance, got inspired, and began to strive to pursue the purpose of swordsmanship and forget the existence of sword moves.]
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[Fifth year: After hard practice, you have forgotten most of the sword moves, and the first three moves are no longer rigidly bound by form.]
Good job.
Even with Bingtuozi's guidance, I have only made this much progress in martial arts comprehension after five years.
If we do it behind closed doors, we don’t know how much it will cost.
"I'm fine."
Li Mo picked up the sword and started practicing again.
"Really?"
Watching him draw his sword, there was a hint of surprise in Ying Bing's eyes.
However, after only a few strikes, Li Mo stopped.
"Can you take me again?"
".......good."
Ying Bing was silent for a moment and nodded in agreement.
So, the Bingtuozi sword-fighting class started again.
.....
"Wait for me..."
"I got it! You can practice it with me again."
.....
This scene was repeated over and over again.
Ying Bing felt an indescribable strangeness.
It feels like Li Mo... is both smart and stupid?
She was clumsy when teaching, often had to adjust her instructions herself, and even often made mistakes that she felt were stupid.
But when he closed his eyes and thought for a while, all the mistakes and errors disappeared as if he had a sudden epiphany.
After a while, I have to teach myself the rest of the content again.
What she didn't know was.
Student Xiao Li is saving his martial arts insights.
......
Three days later.
Bingtuozi, who had just broken through to the twelfth meridian, had another dream that night.
I dreamed of her when she was in charge of Gui Palace and had not yet ascended to Huangtian.
At that time, the battle between the righteous and evil forces in Zhongzhou was in full swing.
The imperial court sat on the sidelines and watched the fight between the two tigers, adding fuel to the flames, hoping that both sects would suffer heavy losses.
Gui Palace is both good and evil and rarely interferes in the affairs of the martial arts world, but it also gathers nearly half of the powerful female cultivators in the nine heavens and ten earths, so both sides are doing their best to fight for it.
But the Dayu Dynasty obviously did not want to see Gui Palace join either side and disrupt the balance.
Therefore, the crown prince, who was already the regent at that time, went to the Gui Palace with numerous betrothal gifts that would make the powerful forces jealous.
"This prince wishes to marry the master of Gui Palace and live together forever."
This was not the first time someone had come to propose marriage, but it was the most ambitious one.
However, the ending is no different.
The opponent couldn't even block three swords.
"I have no interest in the weak."
There were always people disturbing her, which was very annoying.
In fact, she had no interest in imperial ambitions, fighting and killing.
Apart from maintaining her position at the top of martial arts, nothing else mattered to her.
So that's what she should have said at the time.
But then the word spread.
It becomes:
"The Lord of Gui Palace likes men who are stronger than her."
This rumor was still circulating until she became the Phoenix Queen, but no one dared to challenge it anymore...
"I've been dreaming a lot lately..."
"Until you reach the state of observing the spirit, you will never be able to control your mind."
Ying Bing stood up and brushed away the frost on his shoulders.
She heard the sound of sword dancing outside the window and opened it.
In the sunshine, the young man dances with a sword.
The sword shadows sometimes turned into hundreds or thousands, and sometimes merged into one.
It can be retracted and released freely, like flowing clouds and running water, just like a crane stretching its body.
Ying Bing looked at him quietly, with the corner of her mouth curled up in a way that she herself didn't even notice.
She should be a good teacher.
Of course, it also has something to do with Li Mo's talent.
It's strange.
With someone to guide you, you will make great progress. Without someone to guide you, you will be mediocre.
But in short.
After many setbacks, he finally achieved perfection in this superior sword technique.
Originally, Ying Bing thought that it would be great if it could be completed successfully.
It can be said that it was far beyond expectations.
After half a month, when the system ranks the geniuses in the Eastern Wilderness, maybe I can actually see him in the middle of the list?