Your Highness always wants to attack me

Chapter 131 The Immortal on the Cloud (14)

But the next second, the smile on his face froze.

The cold-faced Immortal Lord only glanced at him indifferently, and then looked away without any fluctuation, without even stopping for half a second.

The curvature of the corners of the lips was pressed down little by little, the young man's thick long eyelashes drooped, and the air pressure was heavy.

In that person's heart, is he... the same as these disciples?

The disciples who allowed Ming Cen and the five of them to take turns teaching were naturally not people with mediocre qualifications. The most talented disciples in the sect who were among the top twenty among their peers were all here.

Ming Cen looked at the future pillar sitting under his eyes who was waiting to be taught, and felt a lot of pressure.

These disciples are the sharpest in Zongli, but they can't be fooled. If she is taught astray, the senior brother may kill himself.

Ming Cen: "..."

After thinking for a moment, Ming Cen's eyes suddenly brightened!
Although she doesn’t have the memory of what she learned in her reincarnation, she does have her own!

Isn't it delicious to teach yourself? ?

After making up his mind, Ming Cen immediately felt full of confidence: "You all go out with me."

The elders had given many practical lessons outdoors before, so when Mingcen asked them to go out, no one had any doubts on their faces, but on the contrary, they were extremely excited.

But when they gathered around the lake holding wooden swords, they couldn't get excited anymore.

One of the bolder disciples couldn't bear it anymore and asked with some stuttering: "Xian, Xianjun, are we... having classes here?"

"Of course." Ming Cen nodded slightly and gestured, "You all stand on the lake, control your spiritual power, and don't let yourself fall."

"..." All the disciples said, "!!!"

By the time everyone controlled their spiritual power and stood firm on the lake, it was already half a stick of incense.

With the cultivation base of this group of teenagers, this speed is actually very good.

Most of them are at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining or at the early stage of Foundation Establishment. Ci Jing and another young man named Su Gu are better.

After they all stood firm, Ming Cen stepped into the lake.

Seeing that Ming Cen was walking on the lake without even a ripple, all the disciples couldn't help but look down at the water ripples under their feet, feeling envious.

Ming Cen walked around in a circle with his hands behind his back. When he walked to Ci Jing, he saw that the tops of his boots were not wet and the waves under his feet were small. He couldn't help but nodded and said, "Not bad."

The handsome young man's eyebrows were slightly curved, and his originally depressed mood suddenly melted.

But Ming Cen quickly looked at Su Gu who was standing next to Ci Jing, nodded to him in the same way, and said, "That's right."

Then, go.

Ci mirror: "..."

The smile on his face froze again.jpg
After letting them stand for half a stick of incense, Ming Cen used local materials to condense an ice sword for himself with lake water.

Once again, I gained a wave of starry eyes from my little fans.

The clear sword tip slid casually towards the lake, causing layers of ripples before entering the water, which seemed to be mixed with tiny pieces of ice.

The white-clothed fairy covered her body with a light veil, and her movements of holding the sword were loose and casual, but people couldn't take their eyes off.

"You look carefully."

As soon as the words fell, the sword energy burst out, and the slender white hand held the ice sword, which caused a lot of water splashes, and the tulle and white robe stretched wantonly with the movement of the man, forming a scene of its own into the hearts of all.

When a group of teenagers were (fascinated) watching Ming Cen's lecture, they saw that with a twist of her wrist, the thorough and clean lake water rose up as the tip of the sword instantly melted into ice, circled upwards, and finally melted again. Water enters the lake.

The surface of the lake, which was full of water sounds, was as flat as a mirror in Xu Sou's room, as if the magnificent scene before had never happened.

Ming Cen put away his sword, showing a rare smile, and his eyes softened slightly: "This sword move has a total of 21 moves, which I created myself. Today I will teach you the first five moves."

"Yes!!"

It's no surprise that they are good seedlings in the sect. After Ming Cen practiced it twice, they learned a lot.

Having a rare sense of accomplishment as a master, Ming Cen patiently went to help them correct their mistakes one by one.

Ci Jing's peripheral vision was always on the white figure, seeing Ming Cen walking in his direction, Ci Jing made a few mistakes on purpose.

Seeing this, Ming Cen subconsciously stretched out his hand to correct Ci Jing's movement, but suddenly paused when he was about to touch his arm, then retracted his hand, and corrected his movement with the ice sword: "It should be like this .”

Then, he walked away without looking back.

Ci mirror: "..."

Why do you use your hands when you correct other disciples, but use your sword when you come to him? ?

Su Gu next to him seemed to be inaccurate, Ming Cen raised his eyebrows slightly and stopped.

Then Ci Jing saw the fairy in white reaching out from behind Su Gu to hold the hilt of his sword, leading him to repeat the sword style he had just done wrong: "Insufficient strength, the sword is a bit off."

Ci Jing's face darkened suddenly: "..."

Suddenly, I felt that my feet hurt even more.

As the sun set on the western mountain, two hours passed, and the teenagers were all dripping with sweat.

Ming Cen is also ready to call it a day: "I'm here today, let's go."

All the disciples held their swords and saluted, respectfully said: "Yes, thank you Xianjun."

Ming Cen nodded slightly, turned and left.

But after walking a few steps, he was stopped by a young man from behind. Ming Cen paused slightly and turned his head to look.

It was the boy named Su Gu.

Because of his talent second only to Ci Jing, Ming Cen also has a little impression of this handsome young man.

"what happened?"

The handsome young man was panting slightly, his face was still a little flushed and wet. He looked at Ming Cen with eyes full of admiration: "Xianjun, this disciple is not very proficient in one style, can you please teach me again?"

Mingcen saw the sweat on his forehead, thought for a moment, and was about to speak.

"Xianjun."

There was another clear and pleasant voice.

Ci Jing approached them and saluted Ming Cen: "Xianjun."

Mingcen: "...are you in trouble too?"

The young man with exquisite facial features bent his lips, and said to Ming Cen: "The disciple also has a style that I still don't understand, and I would like to ask the fairy to give me some advice."

Hearing this, Ming Cen almost blurted out: "Didn't you learn very well later?"

She paid more attention to Ci Jing at that time, and naturally she would not remember it wrongly, and Ci Jing was the one who learned the best.

Ci Jing choked in his heart, but his face didn't show anything: "I really don't understand some things, Xianjun, can you teach me?"

After pondering for a while, Ming Cen still shook his head and said, "You guys have practiced for a long time today, and you will be exhausted if you practice again, so I will teach you tomorrow."

Seeing what Ci Jing wanted to say, Ming Cen stepped forward: "It's good to be aggressive, but don't be too impatient, or it will backfire."

Ming Cen: "You all go back and rest."

Ci mirror: "..."

Su Gu was also very happy when he was rejected: "Okay!"

"..." Ci Jing, "...Okay."

　---small theater---
　　Ci Jing (seven points of grievance): Xianjun, how can you treat them differently?

　　Ming Cen: Huh?When did I discriminate? ?
　　Ci Jing (very aggrieved): Today, when you looked at other disciples, you gave me a gentle glance, but when you looked at me, you just gave me a faint glance. Today, when you taught other disciples, you taught me with your hands and I used a sword. When Su Gu called you, you still treated him Smiled a bit, I was expressionless when I called you!How can you do this! !
　　Ming Cen: ...you are my ancestor.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)