The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 884

　High-minded, low-handed, unclear, layman, Ling Yugeng: “…”

　　Ling Yugeng’s face was tense, and his heart felt like a knife had been stabbed. He took the book Chu Hui put on the table and took a look.

　　”Master, want to refine weapons?” Chu Hui asked.

　　Ling Yugeng heard the meaning of his temptation and said: “Make a sword for your junior brother.”

　　Since everyone said that he took Chu Shun as his disciple because he wanted him to make a furnace, it would be better to use it to muddy the waters.

　　Chu Hui nodded clearly, without further interruption, took the book he was looking for, and left.

　　Ling Yugeng looked at his disappearing back and withdrew his gaze.

　　This second disciple has always been smart and careful, but some of his behaviors may have made him suspicious. There is a saying in the world of cultivation that he will seize the body, but whether he is a body or a soul, he is a transit station in the system, and nothing can go wrong.

　　Except for Chu Shun, his three disciples were just in name only and had only taught Bian Miao a few things. Jiang Chaoyun learned medicine refining from Elder Meng, and Chu Hui learned weapon refining from another elder.

　　Ling Yugeng stayed in the library for several days.

　　Late at night, in the Xiuzhu Hall, the young man in the courtyard was still awake. He was diligently practicing his sword. His posture was outstanding and sharp, like an unsheathed sword. The hazy moonlight enveloped him. His clothes were flying in the air, drawing out lines. There was an afterimage, a set of sword skills had been practiced to the end, and the young man finished with a crisp and neat posture.

　　”Master!” He turned around and saw the man at the door. He didn’t know how long he had been standing there.

　　Chu Shun was stunned for a moment, and then a slightly excited expression appeared on his face.

　　”Why are you here, Master?”

　　The young man had just practiced sword practice, and there was still a trace of blush on his face. Sweat was flowing down his clothes and into his collar.

　　Chu Shun surrounded Ling Yugeng like a cheerful bird, saying that he had been practicing calligraphy well these days. Maybe it was too hot. He tugged at the skirt of his clothes, and the collar was pulled loosely, exposing his collarbone. When he came out, there was a thin layer of sweat floating on it, with a crystal clear luster, and his skin was scratched with a few touches of red.

　　Ling Yugeng lowered his eyes and looked at it.

　　Chu Shun curled his lower lip, “Master, come in and have a cup of tea.”

　　Ling Yugeng raised his eyes and met his clear eyes. He had always thought too much before. How could the young man have other thoughts when he was so simple.

　　Ling Yugeng: “It’s cold at night. Since you’re sweating, you have to put on your clothes to avoid catching a cold.”

　　Chu Shun: “…”

　　”Oh.” He responded softly, pulled up his clothes, and drew a wisp of wind. The black hair fell from the side of the neck and stuck to the neck, “I’m just a little hot.” ”

　　It will cool down in a while.” Ling Yugeng said, “You have been building the foundation for more than a month, and it’s time to learn how to handle the sword.”

　　”Use the sword. ?” The young man looked up at him excitedly.

　　”Yes.” Ling Yugeng glanced at the sky, “Today is too late…”

　　”It’s not too late, it’s not too late,” Chu Shun said, “I’m not sleepy yet. Master, please teach me.”

　　He is so studious, Ling Yugeng is also He did not refuse. He taught Chu Shun a set of mental formulas and asked him to learn how to control the sword first. Chu Shun did so, but no matter what, he could not control the sword to follow his will. The sword flew around and the scene was in panic. , in order to avoid the sword, Chu Shun ran straight into Ling Yugeng’s arms.

　　Ling Yugeng supported his shoulders and held the hilt of the flying sword. The sword became obedient in his hand, and after struggling for two times, it lost its aura.

　　The night was silent everywhere, and the slender boy in his arms was panting, and the vibrations in his chest seemed to be transmitted. After all this tossing, his body was sweating, and his clothes were torn several times.

　　”Disciple…disciple is stupid.” Chu Shun raised his head, like an elf boy in the moonlight in the dark night, bright and beautiful, with a pure youthful look on his face.

　　Ling Yugeng let go of his shoulders, took a step back and distanced himself, and said: “Diligence can make up for clumsiness, but it must be done in moderation. Go rest first, memorize the formula, and practice again tomorrow.” ”

　　Master… can you master swordsmanship?”

　　” Well.”

　　Chu Shun looked at him eagerly, and the meaning was self-evident.

　　Ling Yugeng asked him to demonstrate it to him. Chu Shun nodded, and Ling Yugeng directly borrowed his sword and poured spiritual power into it. When it reached an accurate value, he stopped, released the hilt of the sword, and the sword hung in the air. Ling Yugeng He stood up, maintained his balance and adapted, then Yujian spun around in the air, while Chu Shun looked up at him from below.

　　The perspective from above is very different. Ling Yugeng can see the entire bamboo forest, as well as Chu Shun standing in the middle of the bamboo forest. Chu Shun is wearing the peach-colored disciple uniform. After being raised for so many days, his face is in the night. White is outstanding.

　　Ling Yugeng’s black hair traced an arc in the air behind him.

　　…

　　Bian Miao sent word back that he was coming back. A month passed, but there was still no trace. Over the past month, Ling Yugeng came to teach Chu Shun how to wield a sword every day, but Chu Shun couldn’t learn how to do it. The sword flew everywhere, and Chu Shun couldn’t. So I can only run towards him from time to time, and every time it ends with him holding the sword.

　　Chu Shun was not bullied in the sect, so Ling Yugeng felt relieved and sneaked into his room to absorb the black energy. The blackening value has gradually dropped to 90%, which is a great improvement.

　　Until that night, Chu Shun bumped into him. He held the sword, and a paper crane with spiritual energy flew from the side and stopped on the sword.

　　It was a letter sent back from Bian Miao.

　　But it wasn’t good news. It was a letter asking for help. The letter said that she was passing by a very strange place at the foot of a mountain. She met a woman and when they found out that she was a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, they had her detained.

　　The letter didn’t say much. After reading the letter, the spiritual energy dissipated and the letter disappeared.

　　That place is within the territory of the Hehuan Sect and should be under the jurisdiction of the Hehuan Sect.

　　The elders also received the news the next day. There were four elders in the Hehuan Sect, two of whom were still in retreat, and the other two came to discuss the matter with him.