Quick Wear: I and the Way of Heaven are one

Everyone knew that Senior Brother Jiang’s sword had given birth to a sword spirit.

But Brother Jiang’s sword spirit is not only a delicate little girl, but also a domineering sword.

They were all wondering how Senior Brother Jiang practiced sword skills when he didn't use a sword.

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Where Jiang Qianyu practices sword.

"Ayu is awesome!"

Lin Lezhi had pastries transformed from spiritual energy in his left hand and fruit juice and tea in his right hand. He applauded Jiang Qianyu leisurely.

After finally freeing up one hand, he said, "You lasted five seconds longer this time than last time."

The pure sword intent transformed into a tangible sword, which cannot be compared with simple sword energy.

Jiang Qianyu was so tired that he was sweating and collapsed on the ground, but even though he was too tired to lift his hands, he did not forget to return the compliments.

"This, this is also thanks to Lele's guidance."

Lin Lezhi accepted the compliment without hesitation, "We are both great."

He eagerly held the snacks in his hands and fed them to Jiang Qianyu.

Jiang Qianyu also opened his mouth skillfully, and then waited for his little sword spirit to drag him back.

If someone could see, they would find that there was a thick rope tied around the man with a sword, and he was struggling to walk towards the residence.

Fortunately, Master doesn’t have too many disciples.

The master who accidentally saw this scene thought that this little sword spirit was responsible. Although he was a little delicate, it was not impossible to continue training like this.

The disciple has his own blessings. If he is willing to endure the hardship, the master cannot force him to do so. He can just close his eyes and go back to practicing.

Lin Lezhi skillfully threw the person into the bathtub that had been prepared long ago, and then ran out happily.

Her biggest exercise every day is probably dragging people back.

Jiang Qianyu felt the power of the medicine washing over his body, and his energy and spirit were slowly recovering.

Before long, he became a young swordsman full of energy again.

Jiang Qianyu found Lin Lezhi with a gentle expression, and as expected, ran to her nest to feel the spiritual energy.

Lin Lezhi had a beautiful dream. She dreamed that she was growing bigger and more beautiful.

Then the dream ended.

Seeing people constantly greeting Jiang Qianyu on the roadside, Lin Lezhi bent the hilt of his sword to signal her to wake up.

A passing disciple saw the sword and thought it was full of spiritual energy, but he heard that it looked a little tired.

Fortunately, she met Senior Brother Jiang.

"What are you asking for?" Lin Lezhi asked while staying in the sword.

"Daojun will give a lecture today." Jiang Qianyu replied.

It was class time, and Lin Lezhi instantly lost interest. Jiang Qianyu also knew the temperament of his little sword spirit, so he used his spiritual energy to transform some other things for the little sword spirit to play with.

But there is someone who doesn't want Jiang Qianyu to spend the day in peace.

Facing the person who was blocking him, Jiang Qianyu's expression didn't change at all, "Get out of the way."

The person opposite him clearly had a problem with Jiang Qianyu, and he mocked him bluntly, "Jiang Qianyu, what are you so arrogant about? Can you even draw your sword now? You're a swordsman who can't even draw your sword."

"It's said that a sword and its master are connected by heart. The sword spirit you raised is so delicate. You might as well go back to your Jiang family and become the eldest young master."

The others following this man also laughed and pointed at Lin Lezhi's sword tassel and opened fire at his face.

Jiang Qianyu, who had originally had no expression on his face, immediately turned around to look at his little sword spirit. You know, usually Lele’s most precious thing is her, this decoration.

Lin Lezhi was so angry that he almost flew up.

The people on the opposite side didn't realize that disaster was coming, but Jiang Qianyu suddenly moved back, which surprised everyone.

Could it be that their skills have become even more profound?

"Teacher, senior brother."

The man who was leading the trouble looked up and saw dense sword energy gathering in the sky. The next second, all of it fell violently down.

The people in front of him had no time to react.

When the smoke cleared, those watching the excitement looked at each other in bewilderment, using all their life's knowledge to prevent themselves from laughing.

The person in front of me is notoriously petty.

An explosion occurred, and Lin Lezhi felt refreshed. He controlled himself and flew in front of Jiang Qianyu.

Jiang Qianyu looked at the ruined classroom. What had the little sword spirit done wrong? It was all the fault of those people who were looking for trouble.

Such a big farce naturally attracted the elders of the sect.

Fighting in a classroom is really inappropriate.

The one who was fighting was a direct disciple, so he was even more tactless.

Jiang Qianyu held his natal sword and stood aside with confidence.

"Who did it?"

The elder looked at the people in front of him expressionlessly.

Someone pointed at Jiang Qianyu and the sword in his arms.

The elder looked at Jiang Qianyu and couldn't help but frown. The man in front of him came from a prominent family, but he never caused trouble, and no one else would provoke him.

Why is there such a big commotion now?

"Elder." Seeing the elder's disbelieving look, the disciple beside him whispered in defense, "It's not Senior Brother Jiang, it's the spirit sword in his arms."

Lin Lezhi turned over arrogantly in front of the elders.

Jiang Qianyu blocked the elder's sight and said in a calm but somewhat arrogant tone, "Swords have spirits. They deserved it for insulting my sword."

After hearing this, the elder was sure that something had happened, and he immediately asked the others to explain the entire incident in detail, from the beginning to the present, without adding any subjective judgment.

Naturally, the other disciples did not dare to hide anything, which made the elder so angry that he glared at the person who was in an explosive state.

First he caused trouble, and then he directly insulted the sword cultivator's natal sword. He deserved it.

What's wrong with the sword spirit having personality?

Now the school was destroyed.

You should know that swords with sword spirits are more than twice as strong as ordinary swords in terms of their characteristics and abilities.

"Jiang Qianyu, although they were wrong in this matter, you were too aggressive..."

Before the elder finished speaking, Lin Lezhi became unhappy. She had taken the consequences of her own actions. The young swordsman didn't even use her to fight, so she couldn't let him be punished.

The little man flew out angrily, and sat on the hilt of the sword, invisible to others, and spoke angrily.

Jiang Qianyu showed a barely noticeable smile at the corner of his mouth.

On the other hand, although the elder could not see the sword spirit, he could guess what the sword meant by looking at the sword body shaking and obviously angry.

This sword spirit is indeed as lively as the rumors say.

The elder rubbed his fingertips and looked at the sword spirit that was obviously protecting Jiang Qianyu, feeling a little uneasy.

After all, you can't argue with a sword.

The other party was at fault first, so he should be punished.

But since he destroyed the entire area, it was impossible for Jiang Qianyu to receive no punishment.

After all, Jiang Qianyu is her rightful master.

But the sharp sword energy clearly showed its unwillingness, truly worthy of being a spiritual sword full of spiritual energy.

The elder tried to reason, but had a tuft of his beard shaved off.

The little sword spirit said that the other party was wrong because he stopped him first; the other party scolded him and he fought back.

So now we can only punish the other party, because he was the one who stopped Jiang Qianyu, so Jiang Qianyu cannot be punished.

The words are arranged very well, but could he not use his beard to arrange the words?

The elder was in tears.