Ran Changle fed Qin Mian a pill and handed him another talisman.
Qin Mian took it with trembling hands, and the talisman almost fell to the ground. Ran Changle stepped forward to hold Qin Mian's hand and helped him stick the talisman on the Cangxi Sword.
Qin Mian's smile was uglier than crying: "Junior Sister, I really don't want to try again. I think with more practice, I can stop the flying sword by myself."
Every time he stopped flying with his sword, he could at least use some defense to protect himself.
With this talisman, he had no time to cast a protective spell and had to rely entirely on his own body. If this continued, he was afraid that he would die before he learned how to stop the sword.
Ran Changle held Qin Mian's hand and said with a firm look in his eyes, "Brother Qin, I promise I will succeed this time. Let's try again, for the last time."
"Is this really the last time?" Qin Mian said in a trembling voice.
"One last time,"
Ran Changle said affirmatively.
It was getting late, and if I tried again I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep.
Qin Mian was pushed onto the flying sword by Ran Changle, and a talisman was stuffed into his hand, and he flew away again.
An hour later, Qin Mian came with a sword.
When he got there, Qin Mian made a hand gesture and the talisman on the Cang Xi Sword lit up. The Cang Xi Sword slowly slowed down and finally fell to the ground.
Qin Mian jumped off the Cang Xi Sword and shouted excitedly, "Junior Sister, it worked! It really worked this time!"
Ran Changle also breathed a sigh of relief and went forward to greet him: "Great, Senior Brother Qin, you can fly with your sword at will from now on."
Qin Mian excitedly shook Ran Changle's hand and said sincerely, "Little Junior Sister, thank you so much!"
"Brother Qin has helped me a lot, so it's only natural for me to help him. I'll draw some more for you."
As he spoke, Ran Changle picked up his brush to draw talismans again. After drawing more than a dozen, he found that he had no more materials. He said to Qin Mian, "Brother Qin, let's go back."
"Okay, this time I'm going to fly back on my sword. I have to show the others that I can safely stop the sword."
Qin Mian put his hands on his hips and said proudly.
The two of them flew to the sword peak, but Qin Mian continued to accelerate and fly forward.
Could there be something wrong with the talisman?
Ran Changle was a little worried and quickened his pace to catch up.
Flying all the way to the main hall of Zhengyang Peak, Qin Mian burst into laughter, and his voice spread throughout the mountaintop.
Many disciples of Zhengyang Peak stopped what they were doing and came out to look at Qin Mian who looked like a fool.
Ran Changle held his forehead in silence, this idiot is so conspicuous!
"You little bastard, get off to the Cliff of Repentance right now."
As soon as Sect Leader Qin's roar was heard, another person appeared in mid-air.
"Old man, I'm here today to show you that I can land safely."
As Qin Mian spoke, the talisman attached to the Cang Xi Sword lit up, and the Cang Xi Sword, carrying Qin Mian, slowly landed in front of the main hall of Zhengyang Peak.
"How is it? Can I fly with a sword in the sect from now on?"
Qin Mian crossed his arms over his chest and looked at Sect Leader Qin smugly.
"Humph, just taking advantage of the situation."
How could the talisman on the Cangxi Sword escape the eyes of Sect Leader Qin?
As long as Qin Mian could stop destroying the sect's things, Sect Leader Qin didn't care how he stopped.
He was curious about who gave Qin Mian such a strange talisman.
"Whether it's a trick or not, I won't break anything anymore. Can I fly on my sword within the sect now?"
Qin Mian continued to ask.
"Okay, but I'm warning you, if you break things again in the future, I'll still punish you by sending you to the Cliff of Repentance. Get lost!"
Sect Leader Qin waved his hand impatiently.
The goal was achieved, and Qin Mian called Ran Changle back to Jianfeng.
Today, Qin Mian finally had a chance to show off his skills at Zhengyang Peak, and the smile on his face never stopped throughout the journey.
"Junior Sister, what is the name of this talisman that allows me to land safely?"
Qin Mian asked before returning to the cave.
Ran Changle pondered for a moment and said, "Why not call it the Safe Landing Talisman?"
"Safe Landing Talisman, good, very good! See you tomorrow, Junior Sister."
The next day.
As soon as the sun rose, Qin Mian's clear voice was heard outside the door.
"Junior sister, get up and practice sword skills."
As soon as Ran Changle walked out, he saw a face with a filthy smile, it was Qin Mian.
"Brother Qin, it's too early to practice swordplay now."
Ran Changle looked up at the sky which was just beginning to brighten, yawned and said.
"It's late. Many of my brothers don't sleep at night."
Qin Mian said this as a matter of course. Then, he pulled Ran Changle towards the sword training platform.
When we arrived at the sword-fighting arena, we saw that many of the brothers were already practicing sword-fighting. Judging from the way they were sweating profusely, they must have been practicing for a long time.
Sword cultivators are indeed the most aggressive group of people in the world of immortal cultivation!
However, Ran Changle is now also a sword cultivator, so roll it up, roll it up.
"Junior Sister, today I will teach you the Nine Basic Sword Techniques. Please pay attention."
As he spoke, Qin Mian began to demonstrate to Ran Changle one by one.
Stab, pick, chop... There are nine moves in total, and each move is smooth in Qin Mian's hands, which shows that he has a solid foundation.
Ran Changle had also practiced sword in his previous life, so he learned very quickly. In half a day, he had learned all nine styles.
Qin Mian was shocked by the speed and praised, "Junior Sister's talent in swordsmanship is even stronger than that of Senior Brother. It took him a whole day to learn the 'Nine Basic Sword Techniques'."
"Brother Qin, please stop praising me. I've only just learned it. I don't know how long it will take me to practice it to fully realize its power."
Ran Changle said modestly.
Ran Changle was right. The same moves can be used with different power by different people. First of all, it depends on talent, but more importantly, it depends on daily uninterrupted practice. Just look at those sword practitioners who practice sword all day without sleeping.
Ran Changle did not try to do more, but focused on practicing the first move, and continued to practice for several days.
Feel the speed, power, and angle of the sword again and again, and then correct it bit by bit until it is perfect.
"Hey, who is this self-righteous genius? He's been practicing for so many days, but he's still so bad at the very basic first move."
A disdainful voice sounded.
Ran Changle knew it was Song Rui's lackey Song Xiwen without turning around to look.
Ran Changle ignored her and continued practicing sword, but his hand trembled while practicing, and a sword energy rushed towards Song Xiwen.
"when!"
The sword energy was blocked by Song Rui.
Song Rui stared at Ran Changle angrily. Even when beating a dog, one must consider the owner. Doesn’t he take her seriously?
"Ran Changle, you attacked a disciple in the sect. Do you want to be kicked out?"
"She knew my swordsmanship was terrible, but she still moved forward. She deserved the injury. Even if she were to report it to the Law Enforcement Hall, I would still be in the right."
Ran Changle retorted.
"The servants of a direct disciple are even worse than the spirit beasts raised within the sect. Are they still considered disciples of the sect? How come I didn't know that?"
Qin Mian's words are even more vicious, and he stabs quickly and accurately!
“You, you guys…”
Song Xiwen raised his finger and pointed at Ran Changle, but before he could finish his words, Qin Mian cut off one of his fingers.
"ah!"
She screamed and quickly covered her hands to circulate her spiritual power to stop the bleeding.
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