Yuanxing taught Su Ming all the sword techniques of the Eight Immortals. There are 8864 moves in this sword technique. The moves are unique. Most of the moves are named after the Eight Immortals. Xiangzi plays the flute, Han Zhongli Yin-Yang Baofan, Caihe offers flowers, Iron-knit plum gourd tied waist, clearing the clouds and seeing the sun, immortals guide the way, Kuixing points the Yuan, etc.

The Eight Immortals' sword techniques are exquisite and are worthy of being the best in the sword. Su Ming is immersed in it and cannot extricate himself.

This sword technique is really plain in Lan Qin's hands. Yuanxing can defeat the opponent with a long whip and roll a long sword, but taking out this sword technique alone is also a top-notch sword technique.

Su Ming only remembered twenty-four moves on the first night, but fortunately stayed in Xiangtan on the second day, asking Yuanxing to teach himself the Eight Immortals Sword Technique.

In the next two days, Su Ming mastered all sixty-four sword techniques, making Yuanshi shocked the gods.

"It took me three months to learn this swordsmanship. You can learn it in less than three days. You are such a genius." Yuan Xing exclaimed sincerely.

Su Ming smiled and said, "I really need to practice one point faster than others."

Yuan Xing curled her lips and said, "You are not humble."

Su Ming looked at his sword technique and remembered what his master Lei Huan said. He did not touch the principles of law, and could not integrate the true qi. He was just an ordinary sword technique, and there was nothing to praise.

However, even Lei Huan can only attach his true energy to the sword and cannot touch the law.

But even so, the Fire Thunder Sword Technique he used was as fast as it was, and it would flash in the air, which was really extraordinary.

Su Ming and Yuanxing set out on the third day. They headed straight north. When they arrived at Yijiawan, Yuanxing robbed the position of head of the Kowloon Sect.

Then the two of them came to the edge of Dongting Lake, rode their horses onto the ferry, and rushed towards Junshan.

It was only afternoon when they arrived in Junshan. Seeing that it was still early, the two of them planned to go directly to find Miao Renfeng.

But from Junshan north, the road was bumpy, the road was rugged, and the sky was getting worse and worse. The two of them left the city for seven or eight miles, and clouds floated from the north, covering the two of them.

The lightning flashed, the thunder sounded, Yuan Xing looked at the day, frowned and shouted, "Hurry up and find a place to avoid the rain before leaving."

The two of them rode their horses to speed up. Not long after, the heavy rain fell, and the face hurt.

The clothes on their bodies were wet with rain, and the two of them were like chickens falling from the ground. The road in front of them was muddy and there was no building to shelter from the rain.

Until the two of them walked for a mile, they saw a temple with a broken plaque that read "Xiang Concubine Temple" and hurriedly rode their horses to hide in.

"It's so unlucky, my clothes are wet." Yuan Xing frowned at the wet clothes.

Su Ming subconsciously looked at her and found that the round clothes were tightly attached to her body, revealing her graceful body to the fullest.

When he noticed Su Ming's gaze, Yuan Xing immediately cursed: "What are you looking at? Look at it again and dig out your eyes."

Su Ming withdrew his gaze in disappointment and began to take off his clothes.

Yuan Xing saw his behavior and said unhappily: "What are you doing?"

"Of course it's drying clothes, it's so uncomfortable to stick to your body."

Su Ming took off his top and exposed his upper body. Although this body is only sixteen years old, he has a strong figure and a well-developed muscle, which looks very attractive.

Yuan Xing snorted, sat next to her, took off her coat, thought about it, and then took off her shoes and socks, revealing her snow-white (harmonious) pink feet.

Yuanshi sat there with her feet in her arms. After a while, the cold wind blew, Yuanshi shivered.

Su Ming is not bad. He is carrying the internal strength of the rock and can withstand the severe cold and heat. Although he has not achieved great success in his cultivation, resisting a little cold is not a problem.

Seeing Yuanshi trembling, Su Ming stood up and searched everywhere. He found a few firewood in the temple, took out the flint hay, and after igniting it, he made a small fire in front of Yuanshi, and sat next to him.

Yuan Xing knew that Su Ming was doing it for himself, so he looked at him gratefully and said softly: "Thank you."

"You have to be polite about this little thing." Su Ming waved his hand, picked up a wooden stick and picked up his clothes, baked them.

Yuanxing follows the same thing, put his coat not far away to bake, and wait until his clothes are almost dry, and it is time tonight and night falls.

The two of them rested on the fire and lay side by side on the straw. There were thunderstorms in their ears. The heavy rain hit the eaves and made a clattering sound on the ground. Occasionally, a flash of lightning flashed, illuminating the vision and reflecting two tired faces.

If you are in this deserted mountain temple, if you have no one to accompany you, you will be frightened.

Su Ming was a little tired, but when he thought of meeting Miao Renfeng tomorrow, he was filled with joy in his heart when competing with this swordsman. For those who use swords, finding a close opponent is the happiest thing.

Su Ming smiled and said, "I will see the golden-faced Buddha, Miao Renfeng tomorrow."

The round voice was a little low, "Yes."

When Su Ming heard her voice, he leaned over his head and quipped with a smile: "Miss Yuan, why am I a little unhappy when I hear your voice? Could it be that he can't bear to leave me?"

Yuan Xing immediately turned around and said viciously: "Who will not be able to bear to leave you, I wish..."

The roundness turned his mind and couldn't say the second half, because Su Ming's face was close at a distance, and the tips of the two's noses were less than an inch away. Even in the dark space, each other's faces could be seen.

The two of them met in the air, and Su Ming smiled at Yuan Xing. The next moment, Yuan Xing raised his foot and kicked Su Ming's knee, and then scolded: "What are you doing so close to me? I was scared."

After saying this, Yuan Xing turned around and never looked at him again.

Su Ming rubbed his knees. This tomboy was so gentle that he shouldn't have set fire to roast clothes for her.

Su Ming turned around, lay flat on the grass, calmly ecstasy. After a while, Yuanxing turned around again. Seeing Su Ming open his eyes, he suddenly asked, "How old are you?"

Su Ming replied: "Sixteen."

Yuan Xing smiled and said, "I'm only sixteen years old? I'm nineteen years old, wouldn't you call me sister?"

Su Ming replied angrily: "Zhao Banshan and I are brothers, you should call me uncle."

When Yuan Xing heard this, he was furious and raised his foot and kicked it again. However, Su Ming grabbed it in his hand and said with a smile: "I knew you would kick me."

The round feet are white and soft, with pink skin, and graceful arches. They feel soft and boneless to the touch, but because of the rain, they are a little cold now.

"Bastard, let go quickly." Yuanxing shouted in a hurry.

Su Ming smiled, stretched out his fingers to scratch the soles of her feet, and immediately curled up.

"Bastard, let go."

Yuan Xing raised his fist and hit Su Ming in the head, but Su Ming stopped him, pointed at Yuan Xing's waist and pointed her acupoint.

Then Su Ming scratched her feet again, and Yuanxing immediately shouted: "No, let me go, you can let me go quickly, I must kill you."

Yuanshi cursed, but Su Ming became even more violent and twitched on the soles of her feet, making Yuanshi unbearable pain.

Yuanshi couldn't hold on, so he had to beg for mercy and said, "Okay, I'll admit defeat, you can stop."

Only then did Su Ming let go, put down her feet, and untie her acupoints.

Yuan Xing wanted to beat Su Ming, but knew that he was not his opponent, so he glared at him hatefully, turned his back on his body, and ignored him again.

Su Ming turned around and lay down on her head with Yuanxing, then reached out and grabbed her feet and put them in his arms.

Yuan Xing noticed Su Ming's movements and broke free for a few times. Without breaking away, he stopped forcing.

But she was lying there, her mind was messy, as if her thoughts turned into ten thousand lines and were entangled in her mind, but in the end she became a cluster, and she could see the most real thoughts in the center of the line again.

The two fell asleep one after another, but in the middle of the night, Su Ming opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!