Spiritual Resurrection: I Awakened a Divine Martial Spirit

Looking at Han Meng standing in a daze in the distance, Lu Qingchen asked loudly:

"Master, do you think my swordsmanship is okay?"

Those who heard the sound at this moment had already reacted.

However, in order to fear that her apprentice would be proud, she still said to the handsome young man in front of her against her will:

"It's pretty good to be able to display complete sword skills for the first time, but there's still a long way to go compared to when I was my master."

"Oh, really?"

Lu Qingchen scratched his head, thinking that he was already a genius.

Unexpectedly, his master was even more talented than him back then.

Han Meng raised her head and said proudly:

"Of course, you don't even know who your master is."

Han Meng's face turned slightly red when she said this, and she felt a little ashamed for deceiving her apprentice.

But in order not to make Lu Qingchen proud, she still fought hard.

"It's a pity that this sword is not very suitable for you. It's a pity that there are too few high-level weapons in the academy."

Han Meng sighed with regret. If there was a weapon suitable for her apprentice, she would grab it.

Lu Qingchen didn't care at all, blinked at Han Meng and asked:

"Master, I don't know the name and level of this sword yet. Can you tell me about it?"

Seeing that his precious apprentice was a little curious, Han Meng didn't hide anything.

"This sword is called Bingyun Sword, and the set of sword techniques I gave you just now matches it."

“As for the level of this sword, it is just a top-grade king-level weapon.

However, for the academy, king-level weapons are extremely precious. "

Lu Qingchen was a little surprised when he heard these words. With his master's cultivation at the Emperor Realm, he only had one king-level weapon.

Although Han Meng just said that there were too few high-level weapons in the academy, Lu Qingchen did not expect that they were scarce to such an extent.

So I couldn't help but ask:

"Master, doesn't the academy even have an emperor-level weapon?"

“There are a few imperial-level magic weapons, but they are all in the hands of the seniors and other deans of the academy.

The most important thing is that those imperial weapons are not suitable for me, and the only weapon I like is snatched away by others. "

Having said this, Han Meng sighed with regret.

"Master, who took away the weapon you were interested in?"

Lu Qingchen was very angry about Han Meng's experience.

The big icy blue eyes blinked, and Han Meng asked his apprentice with a faint smile:

"What if I say...it's Nangong Qianyue? Do you want to help me get it back!"

Hearing Han Meng's answer, Lu Qingchen's aggrieved expression instantly solidified.

After a while, Lu Qingchen smiled and could only bite the bullet and said:

"Master, I also want to help you grab it, but I can't beat Dean Nangong..."

Seeing his disciple's answer, Han Meng said something vaguely.

"Didn't you say before that Nangong Qianyue and I have our own characteristics? Please tell us carefully what characteristics we have..."

"Ah...ah?!"

After hearing what his master said, Lu Qingchen was immediately stunned.

"If you can't say it today, or if you don't like what you say, don't blame me for being cruel..."

With her big ice blue eyes staring at the handsome young man in front of her, Han Meng said fiercely to Lu Qingchen.

...

Above the clouds.

Li Yancheng, Liu Chengfeng and others looked at Nangong Qianyue with strange eyes.

Nangong Qianyue's face looked a little unnatural at the moment. She didn't expect Han Meng to ask Lu Qingchen these questions.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Ahem, let me go and see how the other children are training. Do you want to go?"

After hearing what Tian Lao said, several other seniors in the college responded and left here together with Tian Lao.

Only three deans and one dean of students remain here.

Long Feng and the other three people were listening to the conversation between Lu Qingchen and Han Meng.

"Quickly tell me, who is more beautiful, me or Nangong Qianyue!"

"Of course Master, you look good..."

"Then if I fight with her, who will you help?"

"I'm just a spiritual martial artist, Master. I haven't lived enough yet..."

Lu Qingchen said helplessly.

At this time, Nangong Qianyue, who was standing above the clouds, turned blue and white, and wished she could go down and fight Han Meng immediately.

Fortunately, Lu Qingchen's answer was not too extreme, which made Nangong Qianyue calm down a little.

He looked at Long Feng and others who were eavesdropping with their ears raised.

Nangong Qianyue snorted coldly and turned into a ray of light and shadow and gradually disappeared.

Seeing Nangong Qianyue leaving, Long Feng's voice sounded slowly.

"There's something good to watch now..."

Liu Chengfeng and Li Yancheng on the side also nodded seriously.

They are also looking forward to what Nangong Qianyue will do in three days.

Thinking of what Lu Qingchen said, the three of them couldn't help but look at each other.

They couldn't help but laugh happily.

"Let's forget about this time. If you dare to do this next time, I will..."

After Lu Qingchen racked his brains to answer, Han Meng nodded with satisfaction and did not dwell on the matter anymore.

Thinking that Lu Qingchen had never practiced swordsmanship before, Han Meng took out a basic sword art and threw it to Lu Qingchen.

"In the past two days, you will practice this basic sword art for me at least ten thousand times a day. Do you understand?"

Lu Qingchen took the book of basic sword tactics and opened it. It was all about the most basic movements such as chopping, stabbing, and picking.

Knowing the importance of having a solid foundation, Lu Qingchen began to practice according to the book of basic sword tactics.

Han Meng took out a small stool from the storage ring and sat beside him and watched Lu Qingchen practice silently.

As night fell, Lu Qingchen was still practicing the most boring basic sword tactics over and over again.

Looking at the slender, graceful and handsome boy in front of her, Han Meng's pretty mouth corners slightly raised.

A warm smile like the sun.

Chapter 79 Mortal body becomes spirit, who is the genius

"Xiaochen, the tip of the sword can be picked up a little faster."

"Yes, that's it. When the sword blade stabs out, there must be an unstoppable momentum."

Han Meng sat on the small stool and stared at her apprentice, pointing out Lu Qingchen's shortcomings one by one.

The night gradually disappeared, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on Lu Qingchen's handsome face.

At this moment, Lu Qingchen's whole body was already wet with sweat, and big beads of sweat dripped down.

The practice of 10,000 basic sword techniques made Lu Qingchen, who had a strong physical fitness, feel a little tired.

With the sword shadow falling for the last time, the 10,000 basic sword exercises were finally completed.

Lu Qingchen leaned on the sword and almost collapsed to the ground.

He didn't expect that just the simplest sword swinging action would make him exhausted.

With a flash of light, Han Meng took out a table and a small bench from the storage ring and motioned Lu Qingchen to come and rest.

With heavy steps, he walked to the table with difficulty and sat down, and Lu Qingchen exhaled a foul breath.

Looking at the handsome boy in front of him with a tired look and sweat on his forehead, Han Meng's eyes flashed with a trace of heartache.

Taking out an ice-blue handkerchief embroidered with patterns, Han Meng handed it to the handsome boy in front of him.

Motioned him to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

Lu Qingchen took the handkerchief and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.

A faint fragrance came, making his nose itch.

Seeing Lu Qingchen like this, Han Meng glared at him.

So Lu Qingchen hurriedly wiped his forehead a few times, and then put it into the storage ring.

"Give it back to me!" Han Meng stretched out her jade hand.

"Ahahaha..."

Lu Qingchen didn't care at all, but laughed stupidly.

At this time, a beautiful figure rushed towards the two from a distance, holding a lot of things in her hands.

"Junior brother, have you finished training? It's time for breakfast!"

A crisp voice sounded, and the person who came was Liu Yan, who had not been seen for a long time.