I'm so tired of winning by spending money on beauties.

Chapter 142 Contract "Yin Ming"

"Ajin, how do I consolidate my cultivation?"

Chi Jiujiu looked very satisfied. She wiped her fingers and looked at Shen Mojin.

Shen Mojin put away the roasting utensils and looked directly at Chi Jiujiu, "Practice the basic wood-related techniques. Jiujiu, you can use your spiritual power to stimulate the growth of plants and trees to consolidate your skills. After you reach the Nascent Soul stage, you can practice offensive techniques to consolidate your skills."

Chi Jiujiu was slightly disappointed, "That's it?"

Shen Mojin's black eyes flickered slightly, "Jiujiu's spiritual power is low now, it is not suitable for her to use combat as a way to consolidate her cultivation."

"Among the basic spells, are there any other ones besides the one that can make plants grow?"

Chi Jiujiu thought.

Since she is cultivating immortality, she cannot just be a wet nurse.

She must be able to fly with a sword and use simple magical attacks, right?

Shen Mojin said in a low voice, "There is also flying with flying tools, basic body movements, such as teleportation, dodging, etc."

"Ajin, I want to learn how to fly with a sword." Chi Jiujiu said sweetly.

After she overcame her fear of heights, flying on a sword was actually very thrilling.

The key is that this skill can save lives, be fun, and has a wide range of uses.

Shen Mojin hesitated for two seconds and said, "Okay."

He took out a basic secret book of moderate thickness from his storage ring and handed it to Chi Jiujiu, "Jiujiu, read it yourself first, and I will explain it to you after you finish reading it."

Chi Jiujiu took the secret book and started flipping through it.

She frowned from time to time.

Sometimes his brows relaxed and he looked as if he had suddenly realized something.

Shen Mojin took out the spirit stone and cattail mat, set up a spirit gathering array, then sat cross-legged on the cattail mat and began to practice. While practicing, he would from time to time pay attention to the woman who was reading the martial arts techniques.

Fortunately, Shen Mojin has a strong spiritual awareness.

Generally, when practicing, monks will choose an environment where they will not be disturbed by anyone.

This is why the term "retreat and practice" came about.

Shen Mojin had long been accustomed to Chi Jiujiu's interruptions.

Before Chi Jiujiu came over, she would use a conch shell to send him messages. Every time he received the conch shell, he could exit his cultivation state and reply to the woman's words.

Two hours later.

Chi Jiujiu finished reading the entire book and tried to understand the content.

"Ajin, I've finished reading it." Chi Jiujiu looked towards the lake, her voice unconsciously lowered.

Watch the man practice up close.

She was slightly distracted.

The beautiful lady narrowed her eyes slightly at this moment, and her domineering aura faded away. Her expression was cold and calm, like a god, with a feeling of being beyond the six realms.

"Yeah." Shen Mojin opened his deep eyes.

His thin lips moved slightly, "Did Jiujiu encounter any problems?"

"Ajin, I have a lot of questions. First of all, flying with a sword requires mastering the essence of swordsmanship. Tell me, what is the essence of swordsmanship?"

"The second question is that you need to use spiritual power to communicate with the sword. How does spiritual power communicate with the sword?"

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"The last question is, are all cultivators of different spiritual roots suitable for learning to control swords?"

Chi Jiujiu was not ashamed and asked questions one by one. She was not a local, so she asked some common sense questions without any psychological burden.

The corners of Shen Mojin's mouth twitched, and he clenched his fist and coughed lightly.

He overestimated the wine.

Overestimating yourself.

He is really not suitable to teach "apprentices". The method he uses is wrong. He should have explained it directly to Jiujiu at the beginning.

It’s his fault that he got used to studying on his own.

But Jiujiu is not suitable for self-study.

"Jiujiu, let me explain it to you from the beginning. The essence of swordsmanship is to follow your heart and act at will. It is based on the sword control decree and releases spiritual power to communicate with the sword..."

Chi Jiujiu listened carefully.

The man was very patient in his explanations. Whenever she had doubts, she would ask, and he would stop and explain to her in detail.

Finally, after half an hour, she finally understood it completely.

Now all that’s left is the practical application.

"Jiujiu, this divine sword was used by you to kill the Flame Dragon. I am returning it to its original owner now."

Shen Mojin took out a black sword from the storage ring.

On the scabbard.

It is also inlaid with a ruby.

Chi Jiujiu was quite surprised, "Is that the sword that can grow or shrink at will? Ah Jin, you actually still have it until now, I thought you gave it away."

She recalled the past.

The beautiful woman fights the big boss. She uses the Hand of God to manipulate the divine sword to help.

At that time, she disliked the sword because the blade was too small and could not pierce the Flame Dragon by seven inches, so she made it many times bigger and directly chopped off the Flame Dragon's head.

Shen Mojin handed the black sword to the woman, "Things belonging to Jiujiu should be kept for Jiujiu."

Chi Jiujiu took it.

"Eh--"

I want to unsheathe my sword.

It's so funny, I can't even pull it out.

Shen Mojin opened his lips, "Jiujiu must first recognize the master, then I can control it."

"Okay, Ajin, help me get the blood."

Chi Jiujiu smiled delicately and stretched out her slender white hand towards the gentle-looking man.

Shen Mojin grabbed Chi Jiujiu's hand and pierced her fingertips with the power of chaos. Then he smeared the blood beads coming out of her fingertips on the black sword ruby.

"Ding."

A subtle sound came from Chi Jiujiu's sea of ​​consciousness.

After a slight sound, the one-meter-long divine black sword in her hand suddenly shone brightly.

Chi Jiujiu narrowed her eyes.

The red light is too dazzling.

"Master, I am Yin Ming." A young man's voice came into Chi Jiujiu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Chi Jiujiu weighed the black sword in her hand, then glanced at the simulated little poisonous snake on Shen Mojin's waist, and a dark light flashed in her tea eyes.

She said, "Yinming, can you change your form?"

"I can change my size."

Chi Jiujiu, "Okay, how about you shrink to the size of an earring?"

"call out."

A red light flashed, and Yin Ming immediately changed from a one-meter-long sword to a mini black sword lying in the palm of Chi Jiujiu's hand.

Chi Jiujiu took the mini sword, looked at it, and said, "After I make a small ring for you, I will wear it as an earring. This ruby ​​is quite suitable for the occasion and is suitable as an earring."

Shen Mojin said in a low voice, "Jiujiu, start practicing flying the sword."

After Jiujiu learned how to wield a sword, he began to practice hard.

"it is good."

She unsheathed the mini Yinming sword and said, "Yinming, make it bigger. I want a two-meter-long one. Take me flying later. You must be obedient."

Shen Mojin's eyebrows moved when he heard this. Jiujiu is really...

"call out."

In Chi Jiujiu's hand, Yin Ming suddenly became two meters long. Chi Jiujiu felt her hand sinking and she almost couldn't hold the sword.

One second passed.

"Clang."

Yin Ming was thrown to the ground by Chi Jiujiu. It was too heavy and it was difficult to hold it. There was no need to pick it up.

"Master, why did you throw me?"

Chi Jiujiu looked at the corpse lying on the ground, and the black sword that had been pulled out of the sheath, raised her foot and stepped on it, "Yin Ming, take off, let's go."

Shen Mojin paused for a moment as he looked at this scene.

"Jiujiu, release your spiritual power to communicate with the sword. Although a sword spirit has been born in the sword, the cultivator needs to rely mainly on spiritual power to operate the magic sword in daily life."

"okay."

Chi Jiujiu injected a stream of spiritual power into the black sword, thinking about the essence of swordsmanship in her heart.

Follow your heart and act at your own pace.

"Yin Ming, why don't you move?"

The black sword under her feet was still lying motionless, and Chi Jiujiu couldn't help but wonder.