People in Douluo, good at hugging thighs

Huh? Where did I go... I must have missed Xue'er and the others too much.

Ning Xiaotian quickly shook his head and pinched his eyebrows with two fingers to focus his thoughts. "I weigh 150 kilograms. I want to lift it directly with mental strength... I have to say that it is a bit unrealistic, at least not yet.

arrive."

"Treat the sword as a part of the body." Ning Xiaotian regained his composure and continued to chew on these words.

"If we say that when we swing a sword, we treat the sword as part of our body and use our fingers like an arm. Then when flying with a sword, does it have to be the other way around, where our body becomes a part of the sword. In this way, isn't controlling the sword equivalent to controlling yourself?"

"Isn't that the last move that Sword Douluo used when he fought against Golden Crocodile Douluo?" Ning Xiaotian thought thoughtfully, his eyes brightening: "Looking at the scene that day, it seemed that he was integrating himself into the true body of the martial spirit.

, and then press the true body of the martial spirit into the body. It's a bit like the kind of all-powerful power added to my body in the fairy novels of the previous life, I am the sword, and the sword is my realm."

"I remember that after the move was completed, Sword Douluo's body was completely suspended in the air. When the sword thrust out, his body turned into flowing light, reaching the extreme. It felt as if he himself was the martial spirit, and the three fingers on his fingertips

The blade of the ruler sword is the tip of the sword."

"I don't have a sword spirit now, nor a spirit body, and if I want to reach the level of Sword Douluo, no matter the realm or cultivation level, it's far from enough." Ning Xiaotian pursed his lips, lowered his head and thought: "

However, if you just connect your soul power and mental power closely with the flying sword, you can do it, after all, you are stepping directly on the flying sword, and the distance is close enough."

"Isn't this idea equivalent to establishing an energy cycle between the body and the flying sword? Well, it shouldn't waste much soul power and mental power. With my current state of distracted control, it should be possible."

"I just don't know if I can use this method to make my body fly together with the flying sword." Ning Xiaotian frowned, then sneered and said: "Haha, I am splicing myself and the flying sword together.

Already."

Just do it as you say, and think of it as exercising your control over your soul power and mental power.

"Let's restore the state first." Ning Xiaotian controlled the flying sword at his feet and returned it to the back of his head, and sat down on the same spot.

Half an hour later, he stood up, and the flying sword behind his head flew to his feet.

Ning Xiaotian closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and began to run the reincarnation technique to mobilize the soul power of the whole body. At the same time, he activated the soul bone blessing of the head to wrap the whole body with mental power, so that he could observe every change in himself and control the flight at the same time.

sword.

Step forward with your right foot and place it firmly on the sword.

As the soul power surges around the body, the soul power and mental power slowly flow from the feet to the sword body, and then spread inward along the texture of the sword body. The feeling is like returning to the state when practicing soul power sword condensation.

The same sword body, the same texture, the same way of injecting soul power, everything is so familiar, as if the flying sword under your feet has been recast.

"Huh? Why does it feel like putting on new shoes..." Ning Xiaotian shook his feet subconsciously, and the sword under his feet also swayed, as if it was stuck to the soles of his feet. "This feeling is really strange." He was surprised.

sigh.

"The next step is to actually stand up."

Ning Xiaotian breathed softly, stabilized his mind, and carefully controlled the flow of soul power in the flying sword. At the same time, he separated the soul power branch from it and extended it along the sword body, preparing to welcome the arrival of the other foot.

Of course, he did not stand up immediately. Instead, he constantly felt the flow of soul power in his left foot and the flying sword in his mind, simulating the connection and interconnection between the soul power of his body and the soul power of the sword after standing up with his left foot, ensuring that the soul power after contact was

Able to cycle.

After a while, he took out his left foot.

"Hey...hey...hey..."

Ning Xiaotian was surprised and happy, with infinite brilliance bursting out of his pupils, "I'm going, I'm really flying." In surprise, the flying sword under his feet swung violently from side to side, as if he wanted to throw him away, but he couldn't get rid of him no matter what.

, as if stuck.

After a while, Ning Xiaotian finally controlled his body balance and stabilized his flying sword three fingers away from the ground. His face was pale and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, as if he was suffering from a serious illness and was about to die.

Falling off.

"By the way, can you fly higher?" He looked down from above, and it seemed that there was no difference if his heels were directly on the floor. "Let me take off!" Ning Xiaotian gritted his teeth and used all his soul and mental power.

, intending to drive Feijian up.

"I'll wipe it!" His head was buzzing like a mountain. Then there was a bang, and the flying swords under his feet dissipated instantly. Ning Xiaotian only felt that his feet were empty, and he fell backwards, landed on his butt, covered his head with both hands, and gulped.

With a heavy breath.

"What's going on?" Ning Xiaotian was lying on the same spot, rubbing his temples and breathing heavily.

After a while, his pale face was filled with a smile, and he murmured: "It seems that we still need to improve our proficiency. This impatience not only cuts off the soul power circulation between the body and Feijian, but also consumes mental power."

It’s greatly aggravated. If you fly to a high altitude in this state, it would be strange if you have to fall down and eat shit if something unexpected happens.”

"We have to adapt to low-altitude flying first." Ning Xiaotian sighed.

Although the experiment was successful, this method of flying with a sword must not only maintain the circulation of soul power in the body, but also maintain the circulation of internal soul power while ensuring that the body of the flying sword is stable... In addition, the spirit must be separated.

The power controls flight, and will be used in various battle situations in the future...

The more Ning Xiaotian thought about it, the more his scalp became numb. "It's much more difficult to master this skill and use it as a self-created soul skill than to practice soul power sword condensation." He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a wry smile: "It feels like

I’ll be almost dead from exhaustion.”

"I don't know how Sword Douluo achieves sword flying. I should have asked him from the beginning." Ning Xiaotian looked confused, feeling like he missed a hundred million. The best teacher was right next to him, but he forgot to ask for advice.

"I'm exhausted, go to bed early tonight." Ning Xiaotian stood up, patted his butt, and walked towards the bathroom. He happened to meet the peeping dog son on the way and caught him.

"Xiao Tian! It's time for you to take a shower."

"Woof woof woof..." The little puppy swayed helplessly, but fate had already pinched its neck and was helpless.

...

The next day, morning light appeared.

Ning Xiaotian got up early, spent two quarters of an hour practicing the Purple Demon Eyes, and then practiced the combined fist and sword skills as usual.

Practicing sword flying was too mentally taxing, so he decided to practice it at night and sleep when he was tired.

"Hey!" Outside the hotel door, two carriages slowly stopped.

"Second Master, here we are, the best hotel in Gengxin City is this one." On the first carriage, a middle-aged man wearing golden leather armor tightened the reins, turned to look inside the carriage, and said: "It is said that

That golden warrior also lives in..."

Before she finished speaking, a cheerful female voice came from inside the car: "We're finally here, I've been suffocated all this way. Let's go in and eat first. If we have anything to say, we'll talk at the dinner table." After saying that, she lifted the car curtain and took the lead.

Jump out.

Without waiting for anyone to respond, he spotted the hotel door and walked in.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man also jumped out of the carriage. Looking at the back of the woman in front of him, he shook his head helplessly and said: "Let's go. We have been riding in the carriage for several days and we really deserve a good rest and a good meal."

Already."

"Yes!" The man handed the reins to the hotel attendant who came to receive him with a reserved look. He waved to his companions who had gotten off the carriage, and they followed the middle-aged man into the hotel.

"Oh my God. Why are the people from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family coming to Gengxin City?" The attendant watched the few people go away, wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and muttered: "Could it be that they are also here to see the Golden Warriors?

For competition?”

"Fortunately, the boss had the foresight to reserve a few good guest rooms, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with people from such a big background." He called a few boys to look after the carriage, and the waiter trotted into the hotel.