My wife is a sword god.

Chapter 174
The days that are repeated will always pass quietly through the fingers.

After successfully asking the elder to forge the sword, Qin Feng's life returned to its usual state.

Practice medicine, read books, and accumulate literary spirit.

If there is any change, it is to go to the demon slayer to check in every day, and at night, to find a beautiful lady, cultivate and cultivate relationships, chat about life, and talk about ideals.

But what puzzled him a little was that, for some reason, his wife was always very concerned about his cultivation progress these days.
It's January, and the wind is cold.

Qin Feng took Lan Ningshuang on the way to Ting Yuxuan.

After the dragon veins of Jinyang City manifested, the speed at which he accumulated cultural energy became faster and faster, and now the ninth step in the Divine Sea is only a short step away from being filled.

According to his own estimates, he must be able to meet the questioning test today.

For this questioning test, the content recorded in the book is quite interesting.

Every person who writes the holy way has a different understanding of the questioning heart, but without exception, no matter what the answer given by the person who writes the holy way, he can successfully step into the state of mind of the eighth grade.

It seems that this so-called questioning is just a situation.

Walking in Jinyang City, Qin Feng looked around.

Due to the arrival of Shengongfang and his group, the changes in Jinyang City can be said to be earth-shaking.

Not to mention the wider streets, the scope of the city is also expanding.

Ten days ago, with a white light soaring into the sky, the protective barrier of Jinyang City was also created, and the people in the city cheered.

After all, the establishment of the protective barrier can make them live in such a dangerous world with more peace of mind.

But for them, living well is the most important thing.

It is worth mentioning that it was at that time that Zhen Tianyi and Yu Mei were summoned away by an imperial edict.

Qin Feng didn't think too much about it. It is impossible for a god general and a 36 star to stay in the same place all the time.

My second younger brother has spent so long prostitution with a master general, learning the spirit and meaning of Dao of the Sword has already earned his blood.

Moreover, when Master Daokuang left, it wasn't that nothing was left behind.

It was a saber aura, a saber aura that cut across the courtyard of the Qin Mansion, could split the void, and could not dissipate.

It is like a smooth mirror surface, with a crack, which is very abrupt when you look at it at a glance.

If you stare at it a few times, it's weird and shocking at the same time.

Even Liu Jianli stopped for a long time when he saw the saber energy.

"Have you learned anything from the saber aura left behind by Senior Saber Maniac recently?" Qin Feng asked, turning his head.

During this period of time, Lan Ningshuang, apart from her usual guard work, was in the lake pavilion with Liu Jianli, learning how to control energy.

In the middle of the night, she would go to the courtyard of the Qin Mansion to quietly observe the saber energy.

When Lan Ningshuang heard this, she shook her head slightly: "The saber qi left by senior Dao Kuang has many ways, and when I feel it, I always feel that I have caught something.

But in the end, it seemed like he didn't understand anything. "

The beauty sighed, rather frustrated.

Qin Feng comforted, "Maybe it's because you're studying the way of the sword, not the way of the sword?"

"No, the lady told me that the spirit and mind of the divine weapon can be integrated, and even the moves can sometimes be mastered.

Thinking about it, I have been unable to comprehend anything, maybe it is indeed a lack of talent. "

"How could it be? My second younger brother didn't understand anything from that saber energy, but he has been taught by Senior Dao Maniac for a long time.

That saber energy is so miraculous, it is naturally impossible to achieve it overnight. "Qin Feng said.

"Master, I don't know something, Xing Shenling and I can already feel that the second son is not far from the three-fold center of saber intent, not far away." Lan Ningshuang showed an envious look.

Thinking back when she first came to the Qin Mansion, she was superior to her second younger brother in terms of cultivation and understanding of Qi Dao.

But in the blink of an eye, he was surpassed by the opponent.

Hearing this, Qin Feng opened his mouth, and after a while, he couldn't help but sigh.

Indeed, there is no harm without contrast.

Someone else's child has become his own second brother, who can tell this kind of bitterness?
"Then why don't you let Miss Ni's family teach you Qi Dao artistic conception, she has already stepped into the fifth level of sword intent and ten thousand gods.

As a fellow practitioner of kendo, it should be more meaningful to guide you, right? "Qin Feng put forward his own suggestion.

However, when Lan Ningshuang heard this, she smiled helplessly: "Miss once tried to guide me, but my uncle must also know about her talent.

Looking at it for a hundred years, no one can match it.

So... her way of practice may not be suitable for most people. "

Qin Feng frowned, probably understanding what the other party meant.

Just like him in the previous life, when he asked Xueba about geometry at the same table, Xueba only drew an auxiliary line and replied, "So you should know how to solve the problem, right?"

I know your sister
How can a genius understand mortal suffering?
Eliminate!
He began to sympathize with Lan Ningshuang, the people around him were either geniuses or perverts.

Being in this environment all year round, it is normal to have self-doubt.

Oh, no, there is also a black charcoal head at the bottom.
Qin Feng glanced at the beauty beside him, feeling a little distressed, then he looked around, and suddenly saw a stall selling candied haws on the street.

Take it to heart and step forward quickly.

"Boss, how do you sell candied haws?"

"A string of two pennies."

The stall owner was a thin, rough-skinned middle-aged man with a simple and honest smile.

And beside him, there was a young man squatting, holding a branch there, carving something on the ground.

Qin Feng glanced at it and smiled slightly. It turned out that he was practicing calligraphy.

I handed over eight coins and bought four bunches of candied haws.

He handed a bunch to Lan Ningshuang, the moment the latter received the candied haws, his eyebrows and eyes were curved like crescent moons, which was really pretty.

But when Lan Ningshuang counted the number of candied haws, she frowned slightly, not knowing what to think of.

Qin Feng tasted a candied haws and exclaimed, "Not bad, it's really sweet."

Hearing this, the simple and honest man smiled back: "It's all the craftsmanship passed down from the ancestors, so it's not bad."

At this moment, the stall owner caught a glimpse of the children's movements, his smile faded away, and he said displeasedly: "Tie Wa'er, what are you messing around with? I have already said, I won't let you mess around with this!"

Hearing this, the young man raised his head. Seeing his father's expression, he reluctantly dropped the branch and wiped the crooked handwriting on the ground with his palm.

Qin Feng was puzzled and said, "Since he likes to write, let him do it, why stop it?"

The stall owner said helplessly: "What's the use of reading and writing? In this world, it's better to strengthen your body than to get rid of it. At least you can run faster when you encounter danger in the future."

Speaking of this, the stall owner shouted to the boy again: "Go home and find your mother, learn how to make candied haws, and at least have some means of making a living in the future.

One day when dad is gone, you won't starve to death. "

The boy stood up, responded, and ran towards the side of the street. Because he ran too fast, he tripped over a stone and almost fell.

Seeing it, the honest middle-aged man turned sideways and said anxiously: "Slow down!"

At this time, Qin Feng noticed that there was a shocking scar on the side of the stall owner's patched trousers, on the side where his right leg was exposed.

The middle-aged man obviously also noticed the look in Qin Feng's eyes, and pulled his trouser legs to cover the wound: "That night, the streets were full of monsters, but fortunately I ran fast and hid in the innermost alley, and almost came back. not going."

Is it the night when the ghosts walk in the night?
Qin Feng was a little moved, and said softly: "If you survive a catastrophe, you will have good fortune."

The stall owner gave a thumbs up: "Young master, you can see that he is a cultural person, what he said is really level.

Now that this small town has been turned upside down, isn't it just to enjoy the blessings. "

"I want all your candied haws." Qin Feng said, and took out a bunch of copper coins.

The stall owner kept thanking him, and watched Qin Feng and the two leave.

As the cold wind blew, he shook his body and glanced at the traces on the ground, with a look of guilt in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)