Chapter Eighty-Three: Practicing the Enlightenment of Jiaoqiu

Shui Ling'er was introduced into the bamboo forest by "Yin Jiaoqiu Sword Spectrum" and saw the sword fairy Yunjian. Yun Jian said that he had offended Jiaoqiu, but he couldn't figure out what he had done wrong.

Yun Jian saw that he was really unenlightened, so he had to remind patiently: "What nonsense did you say when your aunt handed over Jiaoqiu to you that day?"

A word woke up the person in the dream, Shui Ling'er thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized that it was only because this rusty sword heard that he disliked it at that time, so he had an awkward relationship with him.

This time it was his turn to laugh, pointed to the sword and said: "Jiaoqiu, Jiaoqiu, you should be deeply honored to be worthy of my dignified generation of spirit sword with me, the hero of Jiluoshan, but how can you be as small as a girl!"

Before he finished speaking, as soon as the sword fairy's hand was loosened, the Jiaoqiu shook violently again and poked at him.

Shui Ling'er was horrified when she saw this, and ran away, begging for mercy as she ran, "Spirit Sword Lingjian, spare me, I don't dare to talk nonsense anymore, you have a lot of adults, don't worry about me anymore......"

He ran, the sword chased, the sword fairy crossed his waist and laughed on the side, and the bamboo forest was not lively for a while.

After making a fuss for a long time, Yun Jian saw that he had punished him enough, so he raised his hand again and recalled Jiaoqiu.

Shui Ling'er was finally relieved, stopped and gasped and said: "Ling'er is wrong, it's a big deal today to recognize this sword as an ancestor and be a grandson with peace of mind......"

The sword immortal desperately held back a laugh, pushed the "Yin Jiao Qiu Sword Spectrum" in front of him, and ordered: "Turn the book." ”

Shui Ling'er really didn't have the ** to turn the book, but she didn't dare to disobey the order, so she couldn't stop muttering in her heart: "Brother Jiangnan......, what's wrong? The time wasted on it adds up, and it's hard to say that I've practiced the trick of suspense! But ......"

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly raised his head, and Jiang Nanjun's calm face appeared in front of him, "However, Brother Jiang Nan's personality is stable, and there must be a reason for him to do this, should I think about it, why does my brother want me to practice swords?"

Yun Jian glanced at him, as if he saw through what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Why, do you know how to dig into it?"

These words pulled him out of his thoughts, his eyes rolled, he jumped to the side of the sword immortal, pulled his sleeve and said flatteringly: "Uncle Yunjian, every time I practice at a critical moment, there will be four spirits to help, this time, your appearance is not accidental, right? Regarding the story of my uncle, last time Master Zeng said that half of it was left and half was left, and the half that was not said was left for today, right?"

The sword immortal pretended to be annoyed, and made a gesture to hit him, "I said that you kid, you don't do business, you have a lot of crooked eyes, and the thoughts of the elders are also for you to speculate casually?"

Shui Ling'er deftly dodged the slap and said with a smile: "Uncle reacts like this, I'm afraid that Ling'er will be accurate again, as long as my uncle finishes telling the rest of the story, Ling'er will kowtow to Jiaoqiu Sword to apologize, and never offend again!"

The sword immortal stretched out his hand and tapped his head, and scolded with a loving smile: "You said this yourself, no one forced you, if you offend Jiaoqiu again in the future, I will let it fall into the hands of the wicked, let go of your demon infant blood, and no longer care whether you live or die!"

"Ah...... This...... Is there such a strict zhòng?" Shui Ling'er was stunned when she heard this, but finally realized that Jiang Nanjun and his aunt forced him to practice swords, and it turned out that they wanted to protect him.

Knowing Jiang Nanjun's good intentions, Shui Ling'er was moved, so she stopped playing treasure, respectfully bowed to Yun Jianshen, and said: "Ling'er is ignorant, please forgive your uncle, and I hope that my uncle will give me advice and help Ling'er practice Jiaoqiu swordsmanship, so that one day, I will combine with Brother Jiangnan's Yin Yan double sword!"

"Well, that's just like words!" the sword fairy nodded with satisfaction, and the Jiaoqiu in his hand also quieted down when he saw that Shui Ling'er was sensible, and he didn't make any more trouble. (To be continued.) )