Chapter 12 Royal Sword

There was nothing wrong with rice porridge. Liang Xiangling scooped a spoonful and drank it, and then said strangely, "Ruohan!"

Zhou Ruohan thought that the senior sister wanted to praise her and asked with a smile, "Sister, what's wrong?"

Liang Xiangling reluctantly swallowed a mouthful of porridge and said, "Do you also add salt when you cook porridge? Do you feel salt in the porridge when you drink the porridge I cook every day?

Zhou Ruohan asked blankly, "Don't you put salt in your cooking?"

Liang Xiangling shook his head and said, "You'd better sleep in tomorrow morning, or you will have to waste how much salt." He turned around and said to Yan Ji, "Brother, although this porridge has salt, it can barely be drunk. It will be just one morning. I don't think there is anything to eat except this porridge."

Zhou Ruohan ate his own food with a suspicious face to see if it was really bad. After a bite, she suddenly lost the idea of blaming her sister for not giving her face. Her surprise to her sister and brother has now become a surprise to the adopted little wild dog.

Although it was snowing outside, Yan Ji and Zhou Ruohan still did their homework. Practicing swords in the snow would wet their shoes, and Liang Xiangling asked them to prick their horses under the corridor.

The two brothers and sisters are yawning all the time, as if they will fall down on the ground and fall asleep. Liang Xiangling looked at this situation and understood that the doze caused by the sudden thought of washing clothes last night.

When Liang Xiangling walked over, he was already holding a fairy sword in his hand. The hilt, grid and scabbard were all ice jade-colored, emitting a faint cold light. The two saw their senior sister coming from afar and quickly cheered up.

Liang Xiangling came and asked, "Are you sleepy?"

Zhou Ruohan couldn't help yawning and said, "It's not because I want to get up early and cook for my senior sister, so I slept less."

Liang Xiangling nodded and smiled and pulled Zhou Ruohan out of the corridor. She thought that the senior sister was distressed and didn't let her walk again. She was happy, and then turned to make a face to the senior brother in the corridor, which was lucky to be happy.

Although Yan Ji was a little tired, she had no other ideas. She just thought that she must do what her sister ordered.

"Ruohan, will you play with me?" Liang Xiangling asked Zhou Ruohan with a smile.

Zhou Ruohan replied simply: "Okay! OK! Sister, you are the best. What should I play with?

Liang Xiangling inserted the fairy sword and the scabbard in her hand into the snow, scratched her right hand, and said, "Get out of the scabbard!"

"Hang!"

The ice and jade-colored fairy sword flew out of its scabbard and hovered in mid-air. This fairy sword is called "Ice Spirit Cold Light Sword" and is made of Arctic millennium cold jade. Guangyi Zhenren passed this fairy sword to Liang Xiangling three years ago.

Zhou Ruohan has not yet realized what the senior sister wanted to do. He has been caught by the senior sister and flew into the air and stepped on the cold light sword. Yan Ji on the side recognized that this spell was flying with a sword, and Xiao Yi also used this spell when he brought him to Sanqingguan.

In mid-air, Liang Xiangling suddenly collected the spell, and the two stepped on the fairy sword and fell vertically. Zhou Ruohan was scared by this situation. He hugged Liang Xiangling's waist tightly and roared loudly, and even dared not open his eyes.

When he was about to land, Liang Xiangling suddenly flew into the air again. Zhou Ruohan felt that he was no longer falling, so he opened his eyes. Liang Xiangling saw Zhou Ruohan open his eyes, smiled, and let his true anger go. After two or three times like this, Zhou Ruohan finally couldn't help asking, "Senior sister, let me down quickly. I'm so scared. Is this what you take me to play?"

Liang Xiangling smiled and said, "Yes! Is it fun?"

"It's not funny!" Zhou Ruohan hugged his sister's waist tightly, afraid that he would fall off.

Liang Xiangling took the fairy sword and landed on the ground. Zhou Ruohan fell to the ground and collapsed under the corridor. He was shocked and gasped.

"Are you still sleepy? Ruohan, if you want to doze off again, my sister will take you to play for a while!" Liang Xiangling pinched Zhou Ruohan's face and asked.

Frightened by her, Zhou Ruohan was not sleepy at all and replied in a daze, "No... I'm not sleepy!"

Liang Xiangling's eyes turned to Yan Ji again. It was just a look, which made Yan Ji feel bad and thought, "It won't be my turn next, right?"

Liang Xiangling walked slowly to Yan Ji and asked with a smile, "Is your brother sleepy?"

"No sleepy, I'm not sleepy at all!" Yan Ji answered very simply, and he also knew that it was never fun to be scared like this.

Liang Xiangling also knew that only scaring Zhou Ruohan would play a role in killing chickens and monkeys, and no longer scared Yan Ji. She smiled and said, "Just don't sleepy!" You guys are here!"

This scare did work. The two brothers and sisters did not dare to yawn in the morning and mentioned twelve points of spirit. Near noon, the two became sleepless when they smelled the food cooked by their senior sister. They just waited for lunch, because they only ate rice porridge for breakfast.

The more he looked forward to the meal time, the slower he felt that time passed. Zhou Ruohan wanted to relieve his boredom and said to Yan Ji, "Second brother, why don't we give that puppy a name!"

As soon as Yan Ji wanted to name the dog, it was nothing more than a little black and yellow or something. When she said it, she felt tacky and said, "I don't know how to name it. You can take it!"

Zhou Ruohan said "Oh", raised his head and thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Just call it 'roaring dog'!" Doesn't this name sound very powerful? It's very tacky to call it little black and yellow!"

"Ryling Dog?" Yan Ji read the name a few times and didn't know what the name meant. It felt like the dog liked to laugh up to the sky, so she asked, "Why do you call it 'Xiao Tiangou'!"

"This roaring dog," Zhou Ruohan was also called the name "roaring dog" when Yan Ji said, and quickly changed his words, "No, no, this roaring dog is the most powerful dog in myths and legends. It is often said that the dog eats the moon."

Yan Ji has been immersed in the fragrance of books since he was a child. He only knows that the people in mythology will fly into the clouds, and he doesn't know what mythical characters there are.

"Oh! So that's what the roaring dog is like. Yan Ji nodded and said.

Zhou Ruohan corrected: "It's not a roaring dog, but a roaring dog!"

Yan Ji asked blankly, "Isn't the dog a dog? Isn't it all the same?"

Zhou Ruohan thought about it carefully and felt that the name "Xiao Tiangou" was also very good, and it also avoided that the same name would not be as tacky as Xiaohei Xiaohuang, so he called it like this.

His brother and sister chatted so much every day to relieve boredom, but they didn't feel that time passed slowly. Time passed in a blink of an eye. They were inseparable every day. Whether it was playing firewood or practicing swords, they would work together and take the roaring dog with them.

In a blink of an eye, it was the end of the year, and it had been more than three months since Yan Ji started. After three months of spitting, he also vaguely felt that there was a flow of true air in Dantian, but he could not manipulate this true air. This is a sign of the effect of the spitting technique. The next step is to officially learn the Sanqing view and practice the true method and manipulate the true qi. Even if Zhou Ruohan is a month late to learn the spitting technique, she also has this feeling. It seems that she has no less effort than Yan Ji.

After knowing this news, Liang Xiangling immediately began to teach him the practice method of Sanqingguan: Sanqinghua Qidao.

The two of them are now at the same starting point, but they can also teach them the method at the same time. In the lecture hall, Liang Xiangling explained:

"Sanqinghua Qidao is the foundation of this practice. First, it is used to turn the spiritual qi introduced into the body into true qi and store it in Dantian and all parts of the body. Therefore, it is called Sanqinghua qi; the second use is to manipulate the true qi in the body to swim through the meridians and veins of the whole body to open up all the meridians in the body. When the meridians in the body are connected, opening each vein door can introduce the aura into the body, so it can open all the veins of the whole body and attract the aura of heaven and earth into the body.

"In this way, you can get twice the result with half the effort, which is many times faster than opening part of the pulse of the body to attract aura into the body to practice true qi. The longer you practice like this, the deeper the true qi in your body, and the more freely you can operate the magic weapon flying sword.

Yan Ji and Zhou Ruohan immediately understood that Liang Xiangling no longer talked nonsense and passed on the formula of Sanqinghua's airway practice to the two of them.

This set of formulas is boring and difficult to understand. There are many words, with more than 20,000 words, which is even more difficult to practice. At first, when Yan Ji heard what Liang Xiangling said, he thought that he would soon learn the swordsmanship from the middle flying sword, but he could not control the sword for a long time. Not to mention the flying sword, he could not even control a chopstick. He also understood the difficulty of the road to cultivation.

Yan Ji and Zhou Ruohan practiced the Sanqinghua airway until a year later before they could freely manipulate the wooden sword, but it was also reluctantly the wooden sword. If the slightly heavier iron sword was changed, it could not be manipulated.

Speaking of manipulating the wooden sword, Yan Ji found that he could finally see the wooden sword trembling slightly when he was facing a wooden sword. This made him very happy. He practiced day and night, and he was bound to fight against the wooden sword. After all, his efforts paid off. But it is still far from the flight of the imperial sword. Whenever Yan Ji jumps on the flying sword in mid-air, he directly tramples the wooden sword on the ground. Obviously, the true spirit in his body is not deep enough.

When Yan Ji and Zhou Ruohan were able to control the wooden sword, Liang Xiangling began to teach them swordsmanship. The royal swordsmanship of Sanqingguan is called "Royal Swordsmanship" and has been created by the ancestors of Sanqingguan and has been passed down to this day.

There are thirty-six sword moves and eight swordsmanships. This eight-style sword formula is called "shocking eight" and is extremely powerful, and it is not easy to master, and it takes too much real energy to perform. Therefore, Yan Ji and Zhou Ruohan have not yet reached the time to practice these eight-style sword formulas. Liang Xiangling only taught them thirty-six tricks of imperial swords and asked them to practice with wooden swords.

Since then, their homework has changed, practicing imperial kendo during the day and Sanqinghua Qidao at night. It has been another year, and it has been two years since Yan Ji and Zhou Ruohan started. Yan Ji has grown into a 16-year-old handsome teenager. In the past two years, under the care of his senior sister's big meat soup, his body has become stronger and stronger. At the age of 14, he was not as tall as Liang Xiangling's shoulder, and by the age of 16, he was as tall as her.

Two years later, Zhou Ruohan is 14 years old, and the woman has changed 18 years old. 14-year-old Zhou Ruohan has beautiful eyebrows, lovely face like hibiscus, watery bright eyes, flexible and lovely.

These two years have been happy for Yan Ji. It is easy for people to change when they are happy. The inferiority and cowardice in his eyes no longer exist, making them heroic. After getting along with his cheerful little sister for a long time, his personality has moved closer to Zhou Ruohan and took off the nickname of "dull gourd".