Chapter 353

Murong Ling was stunned, which reflected that she was fascinated by the players. She regained her composure, gradually felt the existence of Dahong, and established a mysterious connection. She felt that she was full of strength, and a familiar and clear light appeared in her palm, which was the unique light of Huolian.

She made it?

Just opened his eyes as like as two peas, and the big red face was surprised and excited. He said with a sigh, "the master, you just smell like a lotus."

Unbelievable, as like as two peas, Murong Ling really surprised. In order to prevent the repeated attempts, the results were the same. In the garden, she found another kind of spirit that could release poison. She tried to discover that she had changed her breath and could not poison her.

And as she tried many times, she became more and more proficient in turning. Finally, she could control the change of breath without meditation.

"The master is really extraordinary. He can master such powerful skills. He is really our master." Dahong was so excited that she jumped up and down, chatting with the flowers and plants in the garden to flatter Murong Ling. She looked proud and proud. Her small mouth was almost cracked to the back of her ears.

Murong Ling couldn't get back to her God for a moment. It must have something to do with her so-called spirit of the same family. Although she was full of doubts, she couldn't help laughing when she saw Dahong's happy appearance. No one in the world would refuse to be strong.

So just now, the ability can be called assimilation - both breath and ability are assimilated, although it is only limited to plants, which is already very amazing.

Murong Ling can't help but want to share the news with Li cangmin. She is so urgent that she can't even wear Huolian's clothes. She floats back to Qingshuang courtyard. As a result, she is just out of the garden and is caught by the night disciples passing by. They all pull out their swords and aim at her. "Who's the ghost, dare to act wild in the night house, and don't hurry up and catch her!"

They feel that something is wrong. They don't fight at the first time. First, there is a defensive array in the other courtyard of the night family, so ordinary ghosts can't enter. Second, the ghost looks full of vitality. Instead of ghosts, it looks like a living soul. It's just a sword drawn. Otherwise, with the character of their night family's sword cultivation, they would have killed demons and demons for a long time.

Murong Ling realized that she had done something stupid. She felt her nose awkwardly. At this time, Dahong had caught up with Huolian and panted, "master, you forgot to put on your clothes."

Murong Ling

How did Dahong become as generous as Miaoyin.

Against the strange sight of the night family disciples, Murong Ling's lips twitched slightly and quickly into the fire lotus. She had the feeling of keeping her face strangely.

——In such a short time, those disciples didn't see what she looked like, did they?

——How could such a beautiful ghost not be able to see clearly? Although Yejia Jianxiu didn't understand the amorous feelings and didn't like women's color, it didn't mean that she was blind and aesthetic!

The two teams face each other in silence. At this time, silence wins.

Da Hong scratched her head suspiciously, feeling that the atmosphere was a little strange, so she had to take the lead in saying, "don't you know me? I'm the flower demon beside you, Master Li. "

Recently, Li Shizu is a man of the night family. His every move can be spread all over the night family for a moment. What's more, he doesn't cover up when he goes in and out of the night family. All disciples know that Shizu is accompanied by a flower demon. The reason why they don't react is that they are shocked by Murong Ling.

Several disciples put the sword back into the scabbard together. Someone was still curious and asked, "is that elder the spirit of the flower demon just now?"

This kind of thing could not be explained clearly in a word or two, so Dahong simply nodded to admit it, which also led to the fact that Murong Ling was treated as a flower demon by the night disciples when she appeared in the future and made a lot of jokes.

Murong Ling doesn't have the ability to calculate at the moment. She doesn't make any trouble after she has dismissed the night family's disciples. When she returns to Qingshuang courtyard, she finds that Li cangmin is still practicing his sword. All her moves are fierce and dignified, which makes people afraid. She can't help but stop and stare at him, and her cheering heart gradually calms down.

Compared with Li cangmin's strong sword technique, her epiphany skill by chance is not enough.

One move and one fall all fit the power of heaven and earth. The desolation and nothingness of the sword spread around Li cangmin. There were thousands of swords. It seemed that there was an unbreakable field in the countless sword lights, which split the bricks and plants in the courtyard. Murong Ling and Dahong retreated again and again. Only then did they find that the night monks gathered outside the courtyard, Yesiyin stood behind a middle-aged man and two elders, and behind them were dozens of disciples. They looked solemn and solemn. They were all staring at Li cangmin, who was dancing sword in the yard. He looked fanatical and excited, as if he had seen a treasure.Suddenly the middle-aged man, who was the leader, lowered his voice and said, "meditate and understand the meaning of the sword."

All of them closed their eyes and sat down. After a while, all of them were filled with sharp sword Qi. It should be Li cangmin's inspiration.

Seeing this, Murong Ling and Dahong retreated to a safe distance. Otherwise, it would be worthless to be injured by the sword Qi of dozens of sword practitioners.

Several children have already settled down under the guidance of Qi. Seeing this, Dahong sighs, "human beings are the favourites of the way of heaven. Their talent and understanding are hundreds of times higher than those of plants and monsters. When they practice, they get twice the result with half the effort, which makes monsters envious."

Murong Ling nodded in accordance with the order, "but human beings only have a short hundred years, which is far less than the life span of monsters and Lingzhi."

"The way of heaven is balanced, probably so." Dahong said with emotion, "if human beings have a long life span, with their talent and reproduction speed, there is no room for the survival of plants and monsters."

Murong Ling didn't answer, but she couldn't help thinking of her previous life. She lived in a time when there were few plants and monsters. Even the monks disappeared. It must be because of the rapid reproduction of human beings and the destruction of the environment. After all, there is no vitality between heaven and earth, so how can we talk about cultivation.

Li cangmin practiced his sword all day and night, and all the people of the night family sat outside all day and night. Murong Ling and Dahong protected the Dharma for them. After they drank the clear and sweet dew in the morning, Li cangmin finally stopped dancing his sword and looked out with sharp eyes. At that moment, Murong Ling saw countless sword shadows from his eyes.

This is the real sword repair.