I am the most petted cub in the spiritual world

Chapter 5 Reappearance of the Canghai Sword Manual
Looking through the mirror, simply understood as a surveillance camera.

I can see the past.

Xia Xijin flicked his sleeves and waved upwards, an oval transparent mirror appeared in front of his eyes.

Xia Siqin leaned over to look, but didn't see anyone entering her room.

Time went back to last night, and I finally saw myself back, and then sat and drank water, and then went to sleep.

The picture of watching the sword manual last night is gone!
Xia Siqin was frightened, but he didn't show his expression.

Xia Xijin had the word "doubt" written all over his face, "Is the time wrong?"

Xia Siqin was quick-witted, and realized that maybe only she could see the sword manual. After all, it was a golden finger, and it was normal for others not to see it.

Now I can only fool around casually, "That's right, maybe I can't tell the difference between reality and dream, and I learned those two tricks in my dream."

Is this reason convincing?
The situation of learning martial arts in dreams does exist.

The nightmare technique of the demon world can bring people's spiritual consciousness into the woven dream, and a high-level demon can make the dream the same as the real world, making people unable to distinguish it.

The most powerful one can trap people in dreams for a lifetime.

The daughter said so, which proves that Moxiu is eyeing her, and the Canghai Martial Arts may be on Moxiu.

He hid his daughter so tightly, but in the end she was dug out by someone with a heart. It was impossible to guard against, and he was afraid even thinking about it.

Xia Siqin didn't know what headmaster Xia was trying to figure out, thinking that the reason he said didn't convince him, so he added:
"If you really want to see it, I can draw it for you to see." Just drawing a picture should be able to fool you.

Xia Xijin came back to his senses, he didn't hear it very clearly, and asked instead: "Did you draw it?"

Xia Siqin nodded. Her drawing skills are not bad. She won the first prize in the youth painting competition. Drawing a villain dancing with a sword is a trivial matter.

Draw as you say.

Xia Siqin went to the desk and cut a stack of rice paper into A5 size.

Unable to use a brush, she took a piece of black charcoal from a charcoal basin, shredded it with a knife, and wrapped the charcoal with paper to form a pencil.

Xia Xijin was surprised, the charcoal pencils made by her daughter are so novel!
His eyes lit up, watching her paint.

The things drawn with charcoal have thin lines, which are beyond the reach of their brushes.

Xia Siqin drew very fast, and finished ten pictures in a short while.

Xia Xijin picked it up to appraise it, and read it page by page. The more he read, the more pleasantly surprised he was, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up to the sky.

It really is the Canghai swordsmanship!
What surprised him the most was his daughter's painting ability and memory.

I haven't seen you for five years, my daughter has changed a lot!

While he was feeling emotional, Xia Siqin finished ten more.

Ten sheets are one form.

That practice guide only recorded eight forms.

Xia Siqin drew them all silently, and even slightly modified them, but Xia Xijin didn't see it. After all, he had never seen the real Canghai sword manual.

Eighty pictures were completed in less than an hour.

Xia Xijin could no longer calm down at this moment.

He was as happy as a child learning to run, his face was endlessly moved, and his eyes were full of tears.

The long-lost sword manual has reappeared!

Canghai swordsmanship is only a part of Canghai martial arts, and it is also the most basic.

Anyone can practice.

There are ten styles in total.

After learning the ten forms, one can open up the sea of ​​energy and lead spirits into the body, and ordinary people can also cultivate immortality, and it is faster than other cultivation methods.

In addition to swordsmanship, there are also spells and arrays.

It is the martial arts training book that the public dreams of.

The martial creator at that time used himself to write down the martial arts to practice, successfully ascended to immortality in two years, broke the record, and then disappeared, including the martial arts.

Now that it can be reproduced, with the secret code in hand, their Fu Shenzong will definitely be able to reach a higher level.

Seeing her daughter stop painting, Xia Xijin thought she was tired, "Is there enough rice paper? Do you want me to send some?"

Xia Siqin massaged his right hand with his left hand, and said lazily, "The painting is finished, there is no need."

"Painting, finished painting?"

Reproduced less than one-third, gone?

It's too early to be happy!

Xia Siqin couldn't comprehend his old father's mood, so he nodded emphatically, "Well, I only saw so much in my dream, it's gone."

That's right, how could Moxiu share all such important martial arts with others.

The problem is coming.

The unknown magic cultivator generously shared the Eight Canghai Sword Styles with his daughter. Why?

They have friendship?
He set up an enchantment in the place where his daughter retreated to prevent people from approaching, but Moxiu actually sneaked in?

What does Moxiu want to do? !

A lot of non-existent problems crowded Master Xia's head, and he was very troubled.

Annoyance does not show, others do not know what he is annoyed about.

Xia Siqin looked at his sluggish father, and somehow felt that he was cute.

"If I dream more tonight, I will draw for you."

Hope is back.

"Well, you should rest well, do your best in the martial arts competition, and don't let yourself get hurt." He almost said that it would be good to let her paddle casually. He had an explanation to his disciples and asked them to give his daughter Don't use all your strength to release the water, but other sects can't buy it off.

Xia Xijin's concern warmed Xia Siqin's heart.

In the past, she was an orphan, abandoned by her parents because she was born with a disability, and never tasted the love of her father.

It turned out that this is what a father cares about.

Xia Siqin's nose couldn't help being sore, she sniffed lightly, "Yeah, I got it."

Xia Xijin left with a large stack of sword manuals. These precious drawing papers had to be hidden. After the ten styles were complete, they could be taught to his disciples.

That night, the "Guide to Canghai Cultivation" fell into a dream.

Her mouth is open!

The content tonight is different from last night, it seems that it will be updated automatically.

The last two forms of the sword manual are very simple, only two pictures and a paragraph of text.

After she wrote it down, she continued to turn back, and there was a mocking sentence at the back.

"Hmph, mortals are not worthy of cultivating immortals, get out!"

The last two words made Xia Siqin suspect that the person who wrote this guide was a modern person.

She shook her head with a smile, and turned another page, but the ridicule was still behind.

"It's been said that you are not worthy of cultivating immortals, why do you still watch it, you are not a fool!"

Hey!
She wants to see it.

Another sentence: "I didn't expect you to be so persistent, so good, so I will reluctantly let you take a look."

A funny guy.

The guide was filled with light in an instant, and a bunch of koi floated out of it, soaring in the air, spinning and swaying.

One of the little koi ran straight towards her.

She had a conditioned reflex and raised her hand in front of her eyebrows to block it.

The little koi jumped into her head.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of spell cheats flooded into my mind, like strips of camera negatives, passing by my mind.

There was so much information that she couldn't digest it all at once.

Throw it in.

"oops."

Somehow she fell off the bed and woke up from the dream.

She sat up while rubbing the back of her head.

In the end, I only remember those few words of ridicule.

Alas, it was useless!
After waking up, she couldn't fall asleep, sat until dawn, and then went to the competition with a pair of panda eyes.

The opponent on the seventh day is the elder sister of the Seven Strings School.

The same as the senior sister, others seem to be unfathomable.

Xia Siqin looked foolish.

"Come on, big sister!"

The younger brothers and younger sisters on both sides are cheering for their masters.

Xian Qingyan cupped her hands and bowed: "Junior Sister Xia, please give me your advice!"

The national treasure Xia Siqin struggled to open his eyelids, clasped his fists slightly with both hands, and bowed at 45 degrees in a casual posture, "Hi, Senior Sister."

The corner of Xian Qingyan's mouth twitched, what the hell is Xia Siqin doing?What tricks do you want to play?
Click.

Xia Siqin's waist plate made a sound, oh my god, it's twisted to the waist!
She put her hands on her hips, raised her head with difficulty, and her expression became painful.

Xian Qingyan took a step back vigilantly, thinking what hidden weapon did this guy release again?
Her score has stabilized at No.6, and she can play or not in this round.

She is still quite afraid of those disgusting poisonous insects.

Ever since, she raised her right hand, "I admit defeat."

　Xia Siqin: The opponent is too good, it's meaningless to win, it's boring.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)