The next morning, Ling Yi was still lying on the bed and slept soundly, and there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

Ling Yi thought something was wrong, so he rushed out in his pajamas and opened the door instantly. He saw Qian Luoying with an excited look on his face.

Qian Luoying: “…”

Ling Yi: "..."

After the two looked at each other, Qian Luoying looked up at the sun above her head, and then said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I'm disturbing you to rest."

Ling Yi followed Qian Luoying's gaze and looked at the rising sun, nodding with a constant expression: "You wait for me first, I'll go wash up."

When Ling Yi turned around and entered the door, a blush appeared on Qian Luoying's fair face, and she spat gently: "You are so lazy at such a young age..."

It's really unfair to think about it!

I haven't slept all night and was always practicing that mental method, but the other party had already mastered it easily while sleeping in.

People are incomparable. It seems that my qualifications are indeed a bit dull.

If other martial arts practitioners knew about her thoughts, she would definitely feel ashamed to death.

About ten minutes later, Ling Yi came out dressed neatly and saw Qian Luoying who was still standing under the tree in the yard, and asked, "Have you gained anything?"

Speaking of this, Qian Luoying suddenly became excited again: "Yes, yes! Mr.'s mental method is indeed extremely magical. After the disciple returned, he practiced until dawn, and the shackles of the realm were loosened! If he continues like this, I believe that in less than a year, he can improve his level!"

With her thirties, this speed of improving her cultivation is definitely considered a genius in the world of cultivation.

Ling Yi nodded: "That's not bad. By the way, don't be so polite in the future. I'm younger than you. Call you sister, you can call me Ling Yi or Ling Jiu."

"Is this good... okay?" Qian Luoying hesitated.

The education she received since childhood was that she was a master.

Not to mention Ling Yi's unpredictable methods, just talking about her top-level mental methods is enough to deserve her to call her teacher.

"Everyone is a child of the world, just be as casual as you want." Ling Yi kept silent and almost moved.

It is true that you have kindness to others when preaching the Dharma, but there is no need to put yourself on the shelf.

After all, during this period, people still have to be thugs.

Be kind to be a person.

At this time, Mo Yunwu appeared half of her little face at the gate of the courtyard and was observing in secret.

When Ling Yi saw this, he smiled and waved: "Big niece, come here, uncle will teach you two tricks."

Mo Yunwu:!!!

The little girl even forgot that the master was here, rushed in angrily and rushed to Ling Yi: "Who is your eldest niece?"

"Yun Wu, don't be arrogant. He... is indeed your uncle." Qian Luoying said with a normal expression.

Elder Qian is simple, but he is not a fool either. Ling Yi took the initiative to show his goodwill, and she had no reason to refuse.

It is a great thing for his two apprentices to get into a relative with such an unfathomable means and extremely knowledgeable practice.

Mo Yunwu was stunned on the spot and looked at her master blankly: "You... are you... together?"

"What nonsense?" Qian Luoying was so angry that she wanted to give this stupid man a shot, "Mr. Ling recognizes me as his sister, I recognize him as his brother. From now on, this will be your and Yun Tong's uncle!"

Ling Yi grinned at Mo Yunwu: "Isn't I here to pay my respects to my uncle?"

Mo Yunwu was so angry that she grinded her teeth. The little girl couldn't understand why all this was.

The master ran to someone's room for half a night last night, and came to find someone early this morning. Before he could, he became his niece...

"I don't recognize you as my uncle!"

Mo Yunwu glared at Ling Yi, turned around and ran away angrily. She was about to go to Jiang Yuntong to complain and ask him to take charge of his master.

If this continues, will you have to call that good-looking bad guy dad in a few days?

"A child, I grew up in the Tianmen Sect and have no experience at all. First... don't blame me," said Qian Luoying.

"It's okay, it's okay, a child, I will definitely fulfill my responsibility to be my uncle when I look back and discipline myself." Ling Yi said.

Now even Qian Luoying couldn't help but feel black and thought to herself that you are only a few years older than that girl, it would be strange if she would listen to you.

Not long after, Jiang Yuntong was reluctantly dragged over by Mo Yunwu because he was practicing martial arts. In terms of talent, he was not as good as this junior sister, but in terms of diligence, he was several times more serious.

Qian Luoying saw Jiang Yuntong and repeated what he had just said to Mo Yunwu.

Mo Yunwu looked at Jiang Yuntong, and that's what he meant: Look? I didn't lie to you, are you?

Jiang Yuntong was also a little confused, but at the first time, he came to Ling Yi and bowed and bowed: "Disciple Yuntong, I have seen my uncle!"

Mo Yunwu: "..."

The only ally surrendered to the enemy without any moral integrity!

The little girl almost collapsed.

Ling Yi laughed: "Your uncle is definitely not in vain. Come on, what martial arts are you good at? Let's open your eyes to my uncle."

Jiang Yuntong is an honest child, but he couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart. This cheap uncle... was quite satisfying.

In fact, by age, the two should be similar.

But Jiang Yuntong, like Mo Yunwu, grew up in the Tianmen Sect since childhood. It is also the first time he has really come into contact with the outside world. He is very simple and looks much younger than Ling Yi.

"What I am best at is the White Crane Palm Technique and Song Tao Thirteen Swords." Jiang Yuntong replied with a stern look.

"Well, practice your palm technique first." Ling Yi said casually.

Jiang Yuntong subconsciously glanced at his master, and when he saw that his master had nothing to say, he nodded, stood in the courtyard, and began to practice this white crane palm technique.

Ling Yi only glanced at Jiang Yuntong's starting move and couldn't help but nodded secretly. He was worthy of being a sect disciple who could be valued by a powerful man like Qian Luoying, and his basic skills were indeed very solid.

Better than most talented students of the Zongwu Academy.

The reason why Qian Luoying didn't stop her was that she had some thoughts on taking the school exam.

Of course, she didn't know what Jiang Yuntong's level was.

What she wants to take the school is how powerful Ling Yi is!

Being able to counterattack the golden body at the primary level of Tongmai is enough to show Ling Yi's strength, but it is not enough to show his comprehensiveness!

If Ling Yi can even give guidance to Jiang Yuntong, who has extremely solid basic skills, then it means that this person is a top genius in any aspect!

If you can be friends with such people, you must never be enemies.

Mo Yunwu curled her lips aside, feeling quite dissatisfied.

This bad guy looks so beautiful but has a bad heart. I don’t know how he deceived his master and became a senior, so he immediately came to bully people.

Just Jiang Yuntong is honest and must scold him when he goes back later. Really, why should he be obeyed by his mercy?

Several people had their own thoughts, but Jiang Yuntong in the yard was clean and his movements became faster and faster.

When he arrived at the back, he was like a dancing white crane, with light and elegant movements, but he had a hidden murderous intent.

Qian Luoying kept nodding.

It seems that this child has been working hard a lot during this period, and this white crane palm technique has become more and more mature.

At this time, Jiang Yuntong's last move ended with a particularly graceful movement, just like a white crane that closed its wings after a crane dance.

Elegant and calm.

"good!"

Slut a sex!

Mo Yunwu couldn't help but slapped her hard with excitement to cheer for her senior brother.

Qian Luoying also had a smile on her face, and she looked at Jiang Yuntong with a little relief, and then looked at Ling Yi.

Ling Yi looked at Jiang Yuntong with expressionless expression and said, "What is the Thirteen Swords of Song Tao? It's this name, you can play with it..."

Mo Yunwu said angrily: "Hey, bad guy, why are you like this? Who are you my senior brother? Are you a monkey-playing person?"

Qian Luoying frowned and looked at Mo Yunwu: "You are so big or small, and you will never come out after you go back this time."

Mo Yunwu looked aggrieved, but Ling Yi smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, the child is ignorant. How could I be the uncle like her?"

Mo Yunwu didn't appreciate it at all. She glared at Ling Yi, feeling aggrieved, but she didn't stomp her feet and ran away. Because she suddenly realized that her master seemed to attach great importance to this cheap uncle.

Although her simplicity is infinitely close to the worldly stupid, she is not really stupid after all. Her emotions and attitudes can still be judged.

Seeing that the master did not refute, Jiang Yuntong nodded, returned to the room and took out the sword, and began to use the "Thirteen Swords of Song Tao".

This set of swordsmanship is relatively simple, with only thirteen moves in total, but each move has many variables.

Once implemented, it is like pine waves, endless.

Each move can also have countless variables, it can be surging, or it can be seen as peaceful and actually hide needles in the cotton...

Jiang Yuntong has a very deep sword technique. A long sword in his hand is ventilated, giving people a feeling of breathlessness.

With the powerful power of the acupoint realm, the power it bursts is even more shocking.

Although Mo Yunwu felt aggrieved and angry, she was still happy for her senior brother's cultivation and couldn't help looking at Ling Yi with some pride.
To be continued...