Chapter 51 Blood Sword Teacher
Shen Lang said solemnly: "Teacher, don't worry, the student has already made up his mind. No matter what difficulties and obstacles he encounters, he will not give up easily."
Xue Mengya interjected from the side: "Hmph, words alone won't do. It depends on actual actions."
Shen Lang quickly responded: "Yes, students understand."
The two took Shen Lang to the disciple garden. Along the way, Xue Lingling couldn't help but ask: "Shen Lang, why are you so curious about the blood sword? You know that other people are afraid when they see the blood sword and avoid it. Why aren't you afraid?"
Shen Lang raised his head slightly and replied with firm eyes: "Sister, it's not that I'm not afraid, but I feel that fear can't let me understand the truth. Although the blood sword seems strange and dangerous, I believe there must be unknown secrets and dangers behind it. Value. The more daunting something is, the more likely it is to inspire my desire to explore.”
After hearing this, Xue Lingling frowned slightly and said, "Shen Lang, your idea is quite different, but this blood sword is not easy to explore. If you don't do it well, it will cause big trouble."
Shen Lang smiled and said: "Sister, don't worry, I will be cautious. But if I shrink back because of fear, then it will be difficult for me to achieve great achievements in my practice in this life."
Xue Mengya snorted coldly from the side and said: "Hmph, that's easy to say. I hope you won't cause trouble for yourself."
Shen Lang cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, two senior sisters, for reminding me. I will definitely pay more attention."
Xue Lingling suddenly cut her arm with a sword, and the sharp blade instantly cut through her skin, and blood flowed out gurglingly.
Without hesitation, she put her arm close to the blood sword, letting the blood slowly drip onto the sword, with a solemn look on her face.
"Shen Lang, the blood sword cultivation method is completely different from that of ordinary sword cultivation. Ordinary swords are nourished with pure spiritual energy, day after day, step by step. However, the blood sword needs to be guided by blood in order to exert its true power. But This process is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be backlashed by the blood sword, lose your mind, and become a madman who only knows how to kill. "
Shen Lang's eyes widened, his face full of shock and disbelief, and he said in a trembling voice: "Sister, why are you still practicing the Blood Sword when it is so dangerous? You are simply risking your own life!"
Xue Lingling took a deep breath, with a trace of determination and helplessness in her eyes.
"Shen Lang, you don't know something. In this world of cultivation where the jungle is the strongest, if you don't have strong strength, you can only be bullied by others. Although the blood sword is dangerous, once you master it, it has infinite power and can help me to be more powerful on the road of cultivation. Go further and get more resources and respect.”
"It's just that only I know the hardships and risks involved. Every time you nourish a sword with blood, it's like wandering on the edge of life and death. If you make a slight mistake, you will be doomed."
Xue Mengya frowned on the side and interrupted anxiously: "Sister, you shouldn't tell Shen Lang this so easily. If he doesn't know the importance and tries randomly, he will be in trouble. This is no joke! "
Xue Lingling looked at Shen Lang with firm and serious eyes.
"Shen Lang, I tell you this because I hope you can understand that there is no shortcut on the road to spiritual practice. Every powerful force comes with a huge price. If you don't have enough determination and perseverance, and the courage to bear the consequences, Don’t try it lightly, do you understand?”
Shen Lang nodded solemnly.
Xue Mengya stared at Shen Lang with stern eyes and said: "Shen Lang, come and fight with me. I am curious about the moves you used in the ring before. Since then, I have been wanting to find out. After all.”
Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, then clasped his fists and said, "Senior Sister, then Junior Brother is offended."
Xuemeng Yajiao shouted: "Stop being so nagging, let's take action!"
Shen Lang took a deep breath, dodged, and took the lead in attacking.
I saw that his moves were fierce and his momentum was like a rainbow.
Xue Mengya showed no fear and raised her sword to meet him.
For a moment, the two men's sword moves clashed with each other, making clanging sounds.
Xue Mengya said while fighting: "Shen Lang, this trick of yours is really wonderful, please let me see it!"
Shen Lang responded: "Sister, be careful, I will go all out!"
The two of them went back and forth, fighting inextricably.
The two were fighting fiercely, Shen Lang's sword style was like the wind, and every move contained powerful power.
Xue Mengya was not to be outdone. Her figure was light and her sword moves were flexible and she deftly deflected Shen Lang's attacks.
"Cang!" The two swords intersected again, bursting out with dazzling sparks.
Xue Mengya gasped and said, "Shen Lang, I didn't expect your strength to be so strong. It seems that I still underestimated you."
Shen Lang smiled and said: "Senior Sister, I'm so grateful. It's because I showed mercy."
Xue Mengya snorted softly: "Don't do this, show your true skills, and let me see what other tricks you have!"
After saying that, her sword technique changed and her attack became more fierce, attacking Shen Lang like a gust of wind and rain.
Shen Lang's eyes narrowed and he concentrated on dealing with Xue Mengya's attack.
His figure kept flashing, trying to find flaws in Xue Mengya's sword moves.
At this moment, Shen Lang saw the opportunity and stabbed out with his sword, pointing directly at Xue Mengya's flaw.
Xue Mengya was shocked and quickly returned her sword to resist.
But Shen Lang's sword was so fast and powerful that she was knocked back several steps.
"Okay!" Xue Lingling on the side couldn't help but cheer.
Xue Mengya stabilized her figure. Instead of being angry, her face showed an excited smile: "It's really good. Your moves are really powerful. I'm a little envious."
After a whole day of instruction from Xue Lingling and Xue Mengya, Shen Lang returned to the guest room exhausted both physically and mentally but also with great gains.
However, when he saw Tuoba Moyu, he found that she looked unhappy and her lips were pouting.
Shen Lang hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Moyu, what's wrong? Who made you unhappy?"
Tuoba Moyu turned her head away and ignored Shen Lang.
Shen Lang was a little anxious, and gently pulled her arm, saying, "Moyu, don't be like this, tell me what happened?"
Tuoba Moyu snorted and said, "You still remember to come back. You haven't been seen all day."
Shen Lang realized that it was his negligence that made her unhappy, and hurriedly explained, "Moyu, I went to learn the method of cultivation with the two senior sisters today. I forgot the time and made you worry. Don't be angry."
Tuoba Moyu rolled his eyes at him and said, "Humph, you can't not even give me a message."
Shen Lang smiled and said, "It's my fault. I will pay attention next time. Don't be angry, okay?"
Tuoba Moyu looked at Shen Lang's sincere look, and his expression eased a little, but he was still a little unhappy.
Seeing that Tuoba Moyu's expression eased a little, Shen Lang quickly struck while the iron was hot, took out a delicate little object from his arms, and handed it to her.