Li Hanyi looked at the boy in red holding the Tingyu Sword in front of her. The appearance of "Qi Gu" was like a fairy, and the eyebrows were slightly bent unconsciously. She raised her right hand lightly, and the iron horse in her hand returned to the scabbard, and the Tingyu Sword in Lei Wujie's hand fell on Li Hanyi's right hand.

She gently stroked the blade of Tingyu Sword and murmured: "Tingyu... Tingyu, your choice is also my choice for him."

"You will reappear different glory in his hands, and I will also usher in a completely different life with him."

"Go."

The whispering sound fell, and the sword of Listening to Ray returned to Lei Wujie's hands.

Lei Wujie admired Li Hanyi's superb sword-control skills: "Master, how long will it take for me to control the sword like you?"

"Master, do you know what skills did Brother Mu Lin use when he slapped me on the top of the pavilion yesterday?"

Li Hanyi looked at Lei Wujie, and the changing voice still couldn't hide his coldness: "With your sword, with your qualifications, you may at least be able to control it when you reach the free realm. If you want to enter the Xiaoyao Heaven Realm like a master."

"As for husband..."

"As for the skill you have used by Brother Mu Lin, it is no longer important to him. His strength is already so good that you can't get close to him either way."

"Master..." Lei Wujie said: "A month ago, I met someone who seemed to be younger than me. He could already control five flying swords."

"Flying Sword?" Li Hanyi frowned slightly, "Is he carrying a sword box?"

"Yes." Lei Wujie recalled, "The man was carrying a sword box, with twelve tiny flying swords and a fiery red long sword in the sword box. The flying swords were called Yunshu, Qingshuang, Jingru, etc.."

"It's Ouyang Wushuang's Thirteen Swords Box. Unexpectedly, a hundred years later, Wushuang City finally came out with another person who could open the sword box." Li Hanyi's expression moved slightly.

Randomly, Li Hanyi shook his head slightly again: "You are different from him. That man is born with the Wushuang Sword Box, so he can control 5 flying swords."

"With your current strength, if you meet him a month ago, who will win and lose, it is still unknown."

Even the fifth level of fire burning technique was even the Lei Wujie who could vaguely break a layer of fire burning technique, and the Tingyu Sword was in his hand. If he really met Wushuang a month ago, who would win and lose, it would be unknown.

But no matter who wins and who loses, the ending will definitely be the result of both losses.

Lei Wujie subconsciously scratched his head: "Master, can you practice faster?"

Li Hanyi looked beautiful and frowned slightly, and then stretched out. She said coldly: "I heard that you are born with a delicate heart. If this is true, you will have to practice much faster than others. Are you not satisfied?"

Lei Wujie shook his head: "Master, it's not that I'm not satisfied, but that my friends around me are all too powerful. I just want to become stronger."

Li Hanyi was silent for a moment, and was influenced by her shameless husband. She said, "If you want to become stronger faster, fight with others, and hone yourself in life and death, it is also a way to become stronger quickly."

"But remember, the foundation must be solid. When I climbed the Tian Pavilion yesterday, I saw that you had not practiced the basic skills of using swords. From today on, after practicing ten thousand times a day, I will come to Cangshan to find me to practice swords."

When Lei Wujie heard this, he did not feel any impatient on his face and complained. He still asked excitedly: "Master, when will I become a sword immortal?"

Li Hanyi could not reply at this time, because in her expectation, Lei Wujie should not be able to pull out the Tingyu Sword today, so she had to say: "When will you become a sword immortal, it depends on when you will have a new understanding, and how your future experience will be."

After saying that, Li Hanyi had turned around and entered the thatched cottage. She looked at Zhen Mulin who had entered the thatched cottage at some time. She raised her hand and put it on the "Qi" tool. The "Qi" then turned into a small and exquisite necklace with the shadow of Zhen Mulin, which was similar to a diamond necklace. The necklace was automatically worn on Li Hanyi's snow-white neck.

The material on Li Hanyi Mosuo necklace is condensed from the origin of time and space, like jade, crystal, platinum, and amber, and is condensed with a faint platinum light. The special thing is like a diamond-sized diamond on a diamond necklace.

Li Hanyi walked to Zhen Mulin and sat down beside him, watching him wearing a neck that was almost the same as hers. The only difference was that the special thing on the necklace he was wearing contained her phantom.

Li Hanyi could clearly feel that the special thing was continuously nourishing her body. In less than half a day and a night, the hidden injuries in her body were magically healed most of the time.

Moreover, when practicing swords and using swords, she could also clearly feel that the iron horse ice river was absorbing the energy contained in that special thing, which effectively improved her swordsmanship.

And these are just two or three functions of this special thing, such as it can be transformed into "qi tools", where Zhen Mulin is located, the condition of Zhen Mulin's body, etc., etc.

Li Hanyi raised his hand and gently rubbed the little white-collar worker in Zhen Mulin's arms. Zhen Mulin took advantage of the situation to hold her hand. She asked, "You were busy all night yesterday. Are you building this necklace?"

Zhen Mulin nodded slightly with a smile. He was busy all night yesterday, and the Divine Machinery Bailian could refine a magic weapon at extreme times. It took him a night to refine two necklaces that were not half-finished.

Zhen Mulin gently groped her soft little hands, and her gentle and affectionate tone had become a subconscious tone when she was with Li Hanyi: "How do you feel?"

Li Hanyi thought for a while but couldn't figure out how to describe it. She then asked, "Is this a token of love?"

Li Hanyi looked down slightly at the phantom of Zhen Mulin in the special thing, with his eyebrows and eyes slightly bent, and his appearance was extremely charming.

Zhen Mulin nodded and replied: "It is not only a token of love, but only when it is married, it will have its real effect."

When marriage...

Li Hanyi subconsciously glanced at Zhen Mulin's slender and delicate body, short and tight, and her shoulders were slimming and waist as simple as possible. She couldn't help but recall the feeling of being tightly hugged by him on the sea of ​​clouds that night. She didn't know what she thought of, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and her beautiful face soon turned red.

She suddenly had a familiar big hand on her hot cheek, gently stroked her side face, and heard a familiar gentle voice: "Madam, did you think of that day?"

Li Hanyi quickly raised his hand and patted Zhen Mu's hand gently, letting out a sigh of relief, and the exhalation seemed extremely tempting at this time.

Zhen Mulin had just felt some thoughts in his heart, and Li Hanyi only glanced at his deep dark eyes and understood what he was thinking at this moment.

Being imaginative and even more peerless as Zhen Mulin, Li Hanyi subconsciously snorted, raised her hand and gently pushed Zhen Mulin away, said softly, "Go to the top of the mountain to practice swords", then walked out of the thatched cottage, jumped, and rushed to the top of the mountain.

Zhen Mulin shook his head helplessly. This was not the first time that Li Hanyi had easily seen through his mind. He smiled helplessly. The smile contained endless tenderness and affection. Then a glimmer of light flashed and his figure disappeared in the thatched cottage.

Hidden on the top of the mountain.

Li Hanyi held the famous sword, Iron Horse Glacier, closed her eyes and pondered. The bitter long wind blew her white long clothes. Suddenly he jumped and jumped into two cliffs. She floated in the air with her sword, just like an immortal. She suddenly waved her long sword suddenly, and the strong wind in the snow ridge roared in an instant.

"rise!"

Li Hanyi waved his sword to the sky, and the strong wind in the snowy ridge seemed to rise towards the sky, and the snow on the top of the mountain fell one after another.

She stepped up step by step, then took the sword in her hand, which was almost filled with the strong wind in the mountains, and turned hard.

But the sword stopped halfway through. As the sword stopped, the strong wind around the mountain reversed again, and layers of snow smashed Li Hanyi head-on.

Zhen Mulin raised his hand and waved it gently, and layers of snow turned into snowflakes in the sky and slowly fell down the sky.

Li Hanyi returned to Zhen Mu's side, looked at the snowflakes flying in front of him, tied up the sword, and frowned without saying a word.

"Is this the water-stop sword technique that my wife practiced?" A familiar voice sounded in her ears.

Li Hanyi nodded slightly: "The last level of Zhishui Sword Technique, the way of heaven."

Hearing the word "Heavenly Way", Zhen Mulin couldn't help but chuckled softly, and his whole body was filled with momentum. Then he waved his sleeves lightly, and the strong wind in the mountain suddenly reversed. With another light wave, the strong wind in the mountain actually stopped.

"Madam, do you want the strong wind between the snow ridge to reverse?"

Li Hanyi looked at the stagnant wind around her and let out a sigh of relief, but found that even the breath was stagnant with the stagnant wind.

She looked at Zhen Mulin sideways, "Did your husband do it with his own strength or by his insight?"

"Everything is OK." Zhen Mulin said with a smile.

After the words came, Zhen Mulin's aura instantly dissipated, and the stagnant wind instantly returned to normal. Then he closed his eyes slightly, as if he felt the air at that time, and the emotions of the storm of the wind all over his body.

A few moments.

Li Hanyi suddenly heard Zhen Mulin whisper: "Wind, can you stop?"

Before Li Hanyi could frown slightly, she suddenly felt the strong wind around her, and she heard Zhen Mulin whisper again: "Can you pick a peach blossom for me?"

A breeze blew by. In Li Hanyi's shocking gaze, the breeze actually floated to a peach tree, blowing down a peach blossom, and drifting to Zhen Mu with the peach blossom.

"Can you help me bring it with me?"

The breeze rose again, and the hair of Li Hanyi had not been scattered, but it had not been hung on Li Hanyi's belt for a long time.

Li Hanyi looked at the peach blossom in front of her and asked in confusion: "Why didn't you do what you said this time?"

"Because it thinks this peach blossom is not worthy of my fairy-like wife."

Zhen Mulin held Li Hanyi's hand and gently raised it, and the peach blossom slowly fell into the palm of their hands.

"Everything has a spirit. Madam might as well try to feel the emotions of all things. Becoming friends with them should have a good effect."

“How to feel it?”

Li Hanyi's tone could not hide his joy. The Shui Shun Sword Technique, which had been there for many years, finally had the possibility of breakthrough.

Zhen Mulin pulled Li Hanyi to take her into the sea of ​​clouds. The vast sea of ​​clouds seemed to treat an old friend, and quickly wrapped the two of them.

When the sea of ​​clouds dissipated, Li Hanyi subconsciously pursed her red lips, her face getting thicker and thicker. Zhen Mulin beside her had a slightly raised corner of her lips, and she also pursed her lips, as if she was savoring something.

"Tell me quickly." Li Hanyi's tone was rarely a little shy.

Zhen Mulin's lips curled slightly: "Sit cross-legged first."

"Sit down cross-legged?" Li Hanyi subconsciously lowered her eyes and looked at the sea of ​​clouds below her.

How to sit cross-legged?

Zhen Mulin put on Li Hanyi's shoulders and said, "I'm here."

Hearing this touching words that were better than countless love words, Li Hanyi sat cross-legged without thinking. The next moment, she felt as if there was a soft cushion. She subconsciously turned her head and looked, and she was actually sitting on the white clouds.

Zhen Mulin said in a gentle voice: "Close your eyes and recall what makes you most comfortable, Madam."

The scenes of being with his mother flashed in Li Hanyi's mind, but they did not stop. The scenes of Qingcheng Mountain ten years ago were flashed, but they were already blurred. The scenes of the night above the sea of ​​clouds were flashed, and then they stopped.

Seeing her in state, Zhen Mulin then used the "Mantra of Purification of the Mind" to bless her. His voice seemed to sound in her heart, as if she saw scenes on the sea of ​​clouds that were recalled in her mind.

"Try to feel the wind around you, feel it with your heart, and try to actively contact it in the state you feel most comfortable."

"All things have spirits, and wind also have spirits. Its emotions are extremely pure. When it feels that you sincerely want to be friends with it, you will feel its joy and feel..."

“…”

A quarter of an hour passed, half an hour passed, and an hour passed...

Zhen Mulin always accompanied Li Hanyi to feel the emotions of the wind.
To be continued...