Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Come on, Lin Xiaokui

Lin Yan blinked: "But, Master will definitely protect me."

"If it doesn't work, you can practice dual cultivation a few more times."

Rong Xu: "..."

"Practice well."

After saying that, Rong Xu closed his eyes and ignored Lin Yan.

Seeing Rong Xu's abstinence and indifference, and the look of not wanting to pay attention to him, Lin Yan's chest suddenly relaxed.

What is dual cultivation? It's all a lie.

Instantly empathized with the King of the Kingdom of Daughters.

Don't say it, Master really looks like a monk. Lin Yan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Rong Xu, then covered his chest and acted silently.

[Brother Yudi, Brother Yudi, please look at me with your eyes. If you look at me with your eyes, I don't believe that your eyes are empty. Rong Xu

stood up and rubbed his brows, then went inside without saying a word. Lin Yan's mouth curled up, finally he didn't have to be watched while practicing!

As a result, the next day, Lin Yan was brought to Rong Xu by A Bao again.

He is no longer bothered by him so soon? !

Rong Xu gave a task: "Learn the sword of defense today."

Today, learn?

Rong Xu told him a series of sword of defense techniques to remember, but they were not easy to remember.

Lin Yan rubbed his eyes, feeling that he was not awake yet. Rong Xu took him off the ground directly. Lin Yan wanted to grab something, but he couldn't grab it. He twisted in the air like a crab with his claws and teeth bared.

The grass under his feet was getting farther and farther away. The hot springs in the back mountain were buried in the steaming mist. Looking up, the mist blurred his eyes and he could only see the long river and tall trees.

The scenery of Qianyuan Peak was in full view. From a distance, the fairy mist was lingering, like a paradise.

Lin Yan was attracted by the scenery and gradually stopped struggling. He looked up towards the sun, but the sun was too dazzling and he couldn't see the expression on Rong Xu's face.

Although he couldn't see it, it should be extremely cold.

Seeing Lin Yan's unguarded eyes, Rong Xu tightened his fingers, and then let go without hesitation.

"Ah!" Lin Yan screamed and fell down, closing his eyes tightly. The wind slid across his cheeks, cold and acrid.

Rong Xu's ethereal voice came to his ears: "Sword Art."

Sword Art?

What Sword Art?

In the crisis, Lin Yan's mind was blank, and he thought about all the regrets in his life. In fact, they were not regrets, but if there was a chance, he wanted to send a message to his parents in another world, asking them not to miss him too much.

A moment before landing, a familiar and clear breath came, and Rong Xu grabbed Lin Yan's belt with one hand, preventing him from falling to death.

Lin Yan opened his eyes and hugged the person in front of him tightly, refusing to let go no matter what he said. His legs were weak and tears fell uncontrollably.

"Master..."

Lin Yan's voice was nasal, sounding aggrieved and soft. Rong Xu's body stiffened instantly, and it took him a long time to find his voice.

"Stand still first."

Lin Yan did not move, and even rubbed his cheeks in Rong Xu's arms.

Rong Xu was completely stiff as a stone.

Lin Yan's hands and feet were cold, and his mind was full of the scene of him being smashed into pieces, with brains and blood mixed together, extremely bloody.

"Master, I don't know anything. You teach slowly and I learn slowly, okay?"

He had been thrown by Su Jiuyuan twice. Even though he had experience, he was still afraid, especially for people with acrophobia. As long as his feet leave the ground, he will feel scared. Fortunately, his symptoms were not serious, otherwise he would be scared to death.

Lin Yan didn't cry in front of Su Jiuyuan, but in front of Rong Xu, he cried without any scruples, without any psychological burden.

If he cried in front of the devil, the devil might kill him, but if he cried in front of his master, his master would soften his heart.

Lin Yan continued: "I am not as smart and talented as several senior brothers and sisters, but I will work hard. I know that Master is doing this for my own good."

After a while, a voice came from above: "Let go."

Lin Yan let go of his hand without hesitation. His eyes were swollen from crying, but he had a smile on his face: "I remember the formula just now."

He recited it again, and seeing that Rong Xu's face was normal, and he didn't walk away in anger or pick him up again, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, can you lend me a hand?"

Rong Xu didn't understand, but he didn't ask, and silently extended his hand.

Lin Yan recited the formula and cast a spell, fixing the spirit sword in the air at about knee height. Seeing that the spirit sword did not fall to the ground, he was a little excited, and the whole person was filled with joy.

"Master, am I awesome?"

Facing Rong Xu's indifferent gaze, Lin Yan put away his playful smile, stared at the spirit sword seriously, and then put his hand on Rong Xu's palm.

Rong Xu seemed to be burned and wanted to withdraw his hand, but the next moment it was firmly held by Lin Yan. Lin Yan used his strength to sway his body and stand on the spirit sword.

It was a very unwise move.

Others would stand on it first and then slowly let the sword fly up, but Lin Yan did it in vain.

"Master, please don't let go. I'll stand firm first." Lin Yan was afraid that Rong Xu would leave him alone. Although he didn't like being stared at, he didn't want to fall flat on his face.

It was not easy to stand on the flat and narrow sword. Lin Yan swayed for a long time before he mustered up the courage to let go.

He stood firm!

Just two seconds after he was happy, Lin Yan fell off the sword with a "thump". He subconsciously tried to grab Rong Xu, but Rong Xu seemed to have expected him to fall and took two steps back.

Lin Yan got up from the ground and patted the dust off his body. He was full of resentment and his face was swollen like a puffer fish.

"Master, lend me another hand."

This time Rong Xu ignored him, and his figure turned into a puff of white mist and disappeared on the spot. Before leaving, he left a message, asking him to practice well today, and he would come to check the results at twilight hour.

Lin Yan quietly raised his middle finger behind him.

The sun shone through the layers of tree shadows and climbed to the top of his head. Lin Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. He was covered with dust, and he didn't want to change and was too lazy to clean it. He had practiced for half a day without realizing it. He rolled down the spirit sword countless times during this half day. Two times he was successful, but the sword had just flown out less than half a meter, and the man and the sword fell to the ground again.

The formulas were correct, the spells were correct, practicing them over and over again made people want to go crazy.

Being tired was secondary. Repeated failures would make people doubt themselves, wondering if they were not suitable for cultivation and if they could never learn the sword.

Lin Yan lay in the shade of the tree, his rapid breathing gradually slowing down. The sky was blue, the trees were green, the clouds were white, and he was a rookie.

[Blue sky, clear lake water...]

Teacher Teng's voice rang out in his mind at an inopportune time. Lin Yan shuddered and sat up from the ground. It was still two hours before the master could get close to him.

Eat something.

Lin Yan took out the food from his Sumire ring, two buns and a plate of vegetables. The more he ate, the more he wanted to cry. It was enough that he was tired, but he couldn't even eat meat.

What's the difference between this and becoming a monk?

Just after finishing a bun, A-Bao came running from a distance panting and rubbed against Lin Yan. Ever since he knew that A-Bao could transform into a human form, Lin Yan always felt a little uncomfortable. He really liked A-Bao, but... he

couldn't like A-Bao who had the face of his master.

A-Bao pushed a box in front of him. Lin Yan opened it. The aroma of meat wafted out. Inside was a chicken wrapped in oil paper, with the chicken leg exposed, golden and mouth-watering.

"A-Bao, how did you know I wanted to eat meat!" Lin Yan pounced on A-Bao and rubbed him hard twice. After washing his hands by the river, he tore off the chicken leg: "Here, you eat it."

A-Bao shook his big head and took a step back with a groan.

"You don't like chicken?" Lin Yan patted his head: "Then what do you like to eat? I'll bring it to you later."

"Master doesn't eat normally, so you don't eat either?"

A Bao lay beside Lin Yan, watching him take a big bite of chicken leg, sighing with satisfaction, his ice-blue pupils full of excitement.

"It smells so good, A Bao, you really understand me."

"But where did you get the roast chicken? There's none in the cafeteria."

A Bao couldn't speak, snoring and closing his eyes. Lin Yan said to himself: "No matter where you get it from, you are my good A Bao!"

After eating the roast chicken, all the strength in his body came back, and Lin Yan clenched his fist to cheer himself up.

[Come on, Lin Xiaokui! 】

Standing on the spirit sword again, Lin Yan's feet hurt. Although he still failed, he was much more skilled in rolling and didn't get hurt.

Abao was able to catch him quickly every time. Lin Yan lay on his soft back with more courage. He

stood on the sword again and again, and fell down again and again. He didn't know how long it had been, nor how many times he had practiced. The sun was already setting in the west. Lin Yan stared at the red sunset, feeling scared and confused.

He seemed to be really not suitable for cultivation.

"Abao, do you think I'm really rubbish?"

Abao rubbed Lin Yan's trouser leg silently, breaking the silence: "You are my disciple, hold your head up."

Lin Yan immediately stood up straight, even straighter than during military training.

Rong Xu landed in front of Lin Yan, and the setting sun dyed their figures red.

"Stand up, I'll take you flying once."

Lin Yan had mixed feelings. The initial fear and excitement were gone, and all that was left was fatigue. The scenery was still beautiful, but he had no intention of appreciating it.

"Do you still remember the formula?"

Lin Yan nodded. Of course he remembered it after practicing for a day.

He recited it silently in his heart, and unconsciously stretched out his fingers to activate the spirit sword.

It took him a long time to react. The spirit sword had already been activated by the master, and he was just doing useless work. Just as he was about to retract it, Rong Xu said, "Continue."

Lin Yan had to continue, thinking that the master was worthy of being the master. The sword was too stable, and the corner of his clothes didn't even shake.

"Master, you are so..."

Before he could even finish exaggerating the word "awesome", he was interrupted: "Well done."

"Ah?" Lin Yan's eyes widened, and the spirit sword lost control and fell straight down. A chuckle came from his ear, and Rong Xu brought Lin Yan back to the ground.

Lin Yan was surprised: "Just now I was defending the sword?"

"Yes." Rong Xu nodded.

"Just now I was defending the sword!"

Lin Yan jumped up happily: "I learned to defend the sword, Master, I'm so awesome, I can fly!"

"I can fly!"

The boy's joy resounded through the sky. Rong Xu was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and pursed his lips slightly.