She played off after wearing the book

Chapter 199 Immortal Cultivation Xiaobai
"How could I know? I'm just a little white cultivator. I just established my foundation and haven't had time to consolidate my cultivation in the future. Please be considerate and considerate, old man~"

Qianqiao doesn't want to do this either, but no matter how much knowledge she learns, there are always more knowledge she doesn't understand waiting for her to explore.

"Okay, okay, I got it, come in, I'll teach you swordsmanship."

"How do I get in?"

Qian Qiao looked around blankly and then at the Mo Yun sword placed on the table.

"Tsk, it's so troublesome, just touch the body of Mo Yun's sword with your finger, and I will pull you in."

"Oh…"

Qian Qiao touched the blade with her fingers, and a suction force directly sucked her into it.

"Mo Yun, I have a question..."

As soon as Qianqiao came in, she noticed the changes here. Seeing Mo Yun drinking tea, she also sat down and poured herself a cup.

"You won't be polite, tell me, what's the matter?"

Seeing Qianqiao drinking tea, Mo Yun did not stop him, anyway, he will get it back with interest~
"We are all inside, so isn't there just a lonely Mo Yun sword outside?"

Unexpectedly, the tea here at Mo Yun would be so delicious, Qianqiao just reached out to pour himself another cup but was held down by one hand.

"You are the one who built the foundation. You can only drink one cup of this spiritual tea. If you drink too much and die, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Seeing Qianqiao retracting her hand honestly, Mo Yun pointed to his empty teacup.

"..."

Qianqiao scolded him inwardly a dozen times before reluctantly getting up and pouring tea for Mo Yun.

"You guessed right, the Mo Yun sword cannot disappear, so don't even think about running in at a critical moment and waiting for me to save you. If the Mo Yun sword is destroyed, you and I will finish the game."

Seeing that she was quite sensible, Mo Yun took a sip of the spirit tea from the teacup in satisfaction, and then slowly answered the question Qian Qiao had asked before.

"Uh, well..."

Qian Qiao really had this idea, but according to Mo Yun's words, it's really not safe to throw a sword outside like this. She should obediently improve her own strength. Sure enough, everything outside is not as reliable as her own strength.

"Okay, the tea is ready. It's time to teach you sword skills. The sword manual you got earlier was made by me. You should practice everything you know in front of me. I will point out your problems. .”

After drinking the tea, Mo Yun waved his hand casually, the original table and chairs and the bed not far away all disappeared, and there was nothing in the dark space except the two of them.

"Why not make it a little brighter?"

Qianqiao looked at the pitch-black space, wondering whether Mo Yun simply liked this environment or had some special purpose.

"After you get used to it here, you will know its benefits, then!"

Mo Yun didn't explain, and casually threw a black long sword that was very similar to Mo Yun's sword to Qianqiao.

"This sword was transformed by me according to the appearance of Mo Yun's sword. It is no different from the real one in every respect. You can practice with this sword in the past few days. Don't dawdle, let's start."

"Yes!"

It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get the personal guidance of Da Neng during the fusion period, so Qianqiao immediately adjusted her mentality and practiced swordsmanship seriously.

"Use your wrist hard! Don't act like you haven't eaten!"

"Put your legs back, why is your body so stiff? Haven't learned how to move? You're so stupid, learn this first!"

As soon as Qianqiao started to practice swords, Mo Yun discovered a lot of her problems. After throwing a book of animal skins to her, he yawned, casually transformed the bed and fell asleep.

"Wait! Mo Yun, what kind of movement technique is this? Why are you sleeping? Aren't you a boss? How can you give up your pick? It's only been a few minutes?"

(End of this chapter)