Empress: Living In The Mountains, My Daughter Praised Me As A God

Ling'er's fall obviously touched their heartstrings, making Li Chunfeng and Liu Qingxue's hearts suddenly lift.

Liu Qingxue hugged the little girl into her arms. Seeing her pale and weak face, unable to speak, her heart was filled with worry.

For a moment, the empress, who had not changed her attitude towards her enemy, actually became a little panicked.

"National Preceptor, hurry up! Call for the Divine Doctor Sai!"

"okay!"

Li Chunfeng disappeared in a flash, and five seconds later he dropped from the sky carrying a wheelchair.

Sitting in the wheelchair was Sai Huatuo, who looked confused.

Seeing Chu Ling'er's appearance, Sai Huatuo immediately took his pulse.

"It's nothing serious! Judging from the symptoms, it's just that you used a killing move and lost strength. What did you do?"

"Why is Yongle Palace in such a mess? Who made this deep ditch? Is it free to repair it if it's damaged?"

"And why is little Ling'er so tired?"

After taking his pulse and looking at everything around him, Sai Huatuo asked curiously.

Seeing that Ling'er was just out of strength, Li Chunfeng and Liu Qingxue looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's amazing that such a powerful swordsmanship can be used by a Fifth Grade girl. It's normal for her to be drained of strength.

But when he heard Sai Huatuo's next words, Li Chunfeng's old face immediately darkened...

Because he is the idiot the other person talks about.

Upon seeing this, Liu Qingxue gave a general explanation to Sai Huatuo.

Saihua Tuo was shocked!

"Your Majesty, are you saying... that Xiao Ling'er's sword power is countless times stronger than that of Old Immortal?"

"Hiss...how is this possible! Although the old guy has a bad character and looks ugly, he is still good at swordsmanship."

"An eight-year-old girl who has never practiced swords understands the meaning of the sword just because of a dream...?"

"That's all. The sword's power is far superior to that of a swordsman who has been practicing hard for hundreds of years? Damn it! Is there any heavenly justice? Is King Shura's preaching so awesome?"

"Ahem, I want to ask... if I call him daddy, will he dare to agree? And will he also teach me sword skills?"

After hearing the truth, Sai Huatuo couldn't help but exclaimed.

All of this is impacting his worldview and cognition.

He didn't want to believe it, but the frustration on Li Chunfeng's face showed that he... really lost!

Hearing this, Li Chunfeng rolled his eyes.

"What the hell are you thinking! How could King Shura like you, a little shrimp? Why don't you call me dad, and I can teach you!"

"Hurry up and take out your panacea to replenish little Ling'er's strength!"

Sai Huatuo nodded, took out a braised pig elbow from the storage ring, then shaved off the meat and fed it to Chu Ling'er bit by bit.

The corners of Li Chunfeng's mouth twitched when he saw this...

"You ride on a horse...I asked you to give me a panacea, but you give me a pig's knuckle?"

"You know nothing! This is a medicinal elbow made from my exclusive secret recipe. After a few mouthfuls, I will regain my strength! I can't bear to eat this stuff myself. How dare I be vague about what I'm giving to a little girl?"

Sai Huatuo immediately started to quarrel. The two always quarreled when they met. Liu Qingxue was already used to it.

After eating some pork knuckles, Chu Ling'er recovered and hiccupped continuously.

"It's delicious! Big brother, this is so delicious!"

"By the way, Grandpa Li, is my father's swordsmanship great?"

Chu Linger raised her head with a smile and looked at Li Chunfeng expectantly.

Li Chunfeng sighed. Although he was reluctant to admit it,... his swordsmanship was indeed better than his.

"Your father's swordsmanship... is far better than mine. Compared with his cursive sword skills, my Shura swordsmanship has completely become an entry-level swordsmanship. Alas!"

"I never thought that this mere piece of grass could become a carrier of sword energy and possess such powerful power."

"I thought that the unity of man and sword was the end of the sword, but now I sit in a well and look at the sky! In my opinion, your cursive sword technique can be said to be the best sword technique in the world!"

Li Chunfeng looked defeated and sighed.

Being defeated in the field he was best at made him somewhat unacceptable.

The most important thing...the person who defeated him didn't even practice swordsmanship!

Seeing the other party's sad look, Chu Ling'er patted Li Chunfeng on the shoulder in an old-fashioned way.

"Grandpa Li, according to what is said in the Caozi Sword Jue, the starting point is the integration of man and sword. The true Great Accomplishment is to make everything become a sword, and every plant and tree can be used as a weapon."

"And if you reach the top of swordsmanship... you have no sword in your hand, but a sword in your heart! The sword in your heart is the most powerful. The sword energy can be cut out with just one thought. No sword is better than having a sword, and it can directly cut through the soul!"

"But Ling'er's cultivation is not high enough to be able to do this. I think daddy should be able to do it easily!"

After listening to Chu Ling'er's words, Li Chunfeng was shaken all over, and the sword that had been motionless for a long time actually began to loosen!

Everything is a sword?

Is it better to have no sword than to have a sword?

It turns out... I'm still in the first stage of kendo?

But King Shura has reached the top!

Fortunately, I have always been complacent and looked down on others with my sword skills. It turns out that I am short-sighted after all!

Maybe my previous challenge was just a meaningless child's play in the eyes of King Shura?

Li Chunfeng imitated Chu Ling'er and pulled out a piece of grass on the ground, hoping to use the grass to shoot sword energy.

But as soon as the sword intent was poured into it, the grass in his hand immediately exploded into nothingness.

I tried it many times and tried it with dead branches, but they couldn't bear the sword intention in my hand.

At this moment, Li Chunfeng understood a lot, and his heart suddenly became enlightened!

It seems that I still have a long way to go in kendo!

If one day I can use grass to shoot sword energy, it will mean that the way of swordsmanship will be further improved.

Looking at the grass in his hand, and then at the lovely Chu Ling'er next to him, Li Chunfeng clasped his hands and bowed deeply!

"Ling'er, Grandpa Li would like to thank you. Thank you and King Shura for letting me see the direction of the future!"

If he wasn't Liu Qingxue's master and his seniority wasn't right, he would have kowtowed and worshiped Xiao Ling'er as his master to learn swordsmanship.

Only when you try it yourself will you know how difficult it is for a grass to release sword energy.

Li Chunfeng's movement startled Chu Ling'er, and she immediately hid behind Liu Qingxue.

"Grandpa Li can't help it, and it's not a big deal. If you want to learn... Ling'er can teach you!"

Hearing this, Li Chunfeng suddenly raised his head and looked at the other party in surprise.

"Really...really?"

"Of course it's true! Grandpa Li is so kind to Ling'er. He will bring me delicious food and beautiful dresses. Just like my own grandfather, my father will not have any objection to Ling'er teaching him swordsmanship."

Chu Ling'er smiled sweetly and waved her hand generously.

Li Chunfeng was already trembling with excitement, and he held his hands up again and smiled.

"Little Master Ling'er, you will have a lot of work from now on!"

Liu Qingxue on the side frowned slightly...

With so many ministers and masters under his command, why did they all become each other's disciples once he taught Ling'er?

This...if I were to teach her, wouldn't she be convinced by some strange combination of circumstances to become her disciple?

No, no, how would it be appropriate to ask your daughter to be your master? I, the empress, don’t want to lose face.

"Hehe, I'm so thirsty after eating Brother Sai's elbow. Let Ling'er take a sip of juice and take a break. I'll teach Grandpa Li later!"

After saying that, Chu Ling'er opened the rag bag on her waist and took out an ordinary porcelain bottle with a capacity of about one liter.

Shake gently, the water in the bottle makes a clanging sound, and it sounds like there is still half a bottle left.

Chu Ling'er pulled out the cork and drank a few gulps intoxicatedly. After drinking, she still made a squeaking sound and smacked her lips.

"Hiss...ha! It tastes good! It tastes sour and sweet!"

Seeing this scene, the three of them looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Children are easily satisfied, and a bottle of juice made her narrow her eyes happily.

However...as the cork was opened, a strong fruity aroma and life force slowly floated out from the bottle.

When this life force floated into Saihua Tuo's nose, his smile suddenly froze.

The expression on his face changes constantly, including surprise, expectation, and... panic!

Feeling the subtle changes coming from his crippled legs, his whole body couldn't stop trembling!

"Ling...Ling'er, you...can you...can you let me lick the cap of your juice bottle?"