There's something wrong with the general.

After a while, Zhiming still showed no intention of leaving.

Brother, shouldn’t you put on your clothes and leave quickly?

Wen Yuxi scratched his head and urged impatiently, "Brother, aren't we going to the back mountain?"

Zhiming glanced at him and shook his head: "Before, you hadn't established your foundation, so you had to channel your spiritual energy in water. Now that you have established your foundation, you can withstand my spiritual energy, so naturally you don't need to go."

Wen Yuxi was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes fell on him involuntarily.

She has a tall and graceful figure, an elegant posture, affectionate eyes and a face like a peach blossom.

Wen Yuxi felt a surge of emotion in his heart and quickly turned his face away.

He stammered as he retreated to the outside: "Um, Shi... Senior Brother, I suddenly feel tired. Forget it for today, let's do it tomorrow, hahahaha."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

His wrist suddenly tightened and was grabbed by someone. Wen Yuxi's eyelids jumped and his face turned red: "Senior Brother?"

Zhiming lowered his eyes and glanced at him calmly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't you tired?"

"I...I've been sweating today, so I'm going to take a shower in the back hills."

Zhiming's phoenix eyes flickered slightly, and there seemed to be a ripple of light flowing in his eyes. After a few breaths, he loosened his hand: "Okay, go ahead."

Wen Yuxi started running, but when he got out of the door he realized that he couldn't reach the back mountain because he couldn't fly!

Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai live in their own world of two cranes.

How to do?

After a busy day today, he would feel uncomfortable if he just used the dust removal technique to clean.

So he used the Ice Technique, took a cold shower, changed his clothes, and then went back to the house.

"Have you finished washing?" Zhiming opened his eyes slightly.

Wen Yuxi shuddered and nodded.

Why is the water produced by this ice technique so cold?

He quickly jumped into bed, covered himself with the quilt, and curled up into a ball.

Perhaps he was really tired, he emptied his mind and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning.

Wen Yuxi slowly opened her eyes and saw Zhiming standing beside her. She sat up in surprise and asked, "Senior Brother?"

"Now that you have established your foundation, follow me and learn to fly with a sword."

Wen Yuxi's eyes lit up, and he quickly put on his clothes and shoes: "Brother, let's go."

"Ah."

The two came to the open space outside the door.

"Take out your Frost Star Sword."

Wen Yuxi's mind moved, and the Hanxing Sword appeared in his hand.

In the morning light, the sword emitted a dazzling and sharp light, making ordinary people dare not look directly at it.

"Brother, the next step is to stabilize the control of the spirit sword."

Zhiming smiled faintly and said, "Yeah."

Senior brother had said before that the Hanxing Sword was the sword he used during the Qi Refining Stage, but Wen Yuxi felt that this sword was much better than most cultivators’ swords.

The blade is sharp, the sword body is light, and the momentum is impressive. It is definitely a good sword.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and controlled the sword with his consciousness.

The sword immediately flew out of his hand and hung vertically in the air.

Wen Yuxi controlled it in his mind to rotate, chop, and stab.

The Hanxing Sword was under his control, and he performed each move one by one.

at this time.

A blue light flashed, and another sword appeared in the air in an instant.

Entangled with the Hanxing Sword, they fought back and forth.

Wen Yuxi widened his eyes slightly.

This is my senior brother’s sword, a very scary sword that can kill people without them even noticing.

"Focus." Zhiming reminded in a low voice.

When Wen Yuxi was distracted, his sword was hit by Zhiming's sword and began to fall down tremblingly.

He quickly concentrated his mind and steadied the sword.

Then the Hanxing Sword quickly flew upwards, brushing the ground, drawing an arc in the air, and attacked Zhiming's sword.

Zhiming controlled his cultivation at the initial level of foundation building, intending to train Wen Yuxi's control ability.

His sword in the air seemed to have self-awareness and could predict the moves of the Hanxing Sword.

Often, before the Cold Star Sword attacks, it has already prepared for defense.

Wen Yuxi stared at the two swords fighting in the air, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

Controlling the flying sword with the mind is the most energy-consuming, and of course it is also the fastest way to merge the flying sword with yourself.

Wen Yuxi gritted his teeth and drove the Hanxing Sword to continue attacking.

At first, Zhiming intended to train his offensive ability.

After practicing for an hour, he began to control the sword to launch a violent attack on the Hanxing Sword.

Wen Yuxi hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power and responded quickly.

After fighting with him for dozens of moves, he was finally defeated.

He quickly drove the Hanxing Sword to one side and fled, while Zhiming's spirit sword took advantage of the opportunity to pursue it.

Wen Yuxi licked the corner of his mouth, and the Hanxing Sword suddenly stopped in place, pointing at the blade of the long sword behind him.

Perhaps he did not expect that the Hanxing Sword would suddenly stop, and the blade would pierce his sword.

"Ding——" A crisp sound suddenly rang out.

Zhiming's spiritual sword suddenly turned into a sword light and disappeared into his body.

Huh? It's over?

Wen Yuxi touched his head, still feeling a little unsatisfied.

"Junior brother, you have mastered the art of flying the sword. I will now summon the sword back to your side and begin learning how to fly it."

Can I start learning now?

Wen Yuxi was extremely excited.

He had waited too long for this scene.

In his previous life, he had seen immortals flying with swords in TV dramas. Although he had fantasized about it, as a materialist, he knew that it was fake.

When I arrived in this world, the first immortal I saw flying with a sword was Senior Brother Zhiming.

At that time, he knew that there really were immortals who could fly with swords in this world, and the envy and desire in his heart became even more real.

Now, he can finally learn it!

Wen Yuxi's eyes were filled with tears.

He controlled the Hanxing Sword with his mind and stopped it one meter in front of him.

"Jump up." Zhiming said lightly.

Wen Yuxi jumped onto the sword as instructed, stretched his hands straight out on both sides, and stepped firmly on the sword.

Zhiming taught him a few mnemonics, and Wen Yuxi quickly memorized them.

"When flying with a sword, one must first control the sword, second, stabilize the body, and third, avoid being attacked by the surrounding strong winds."

Wen Yuxi winked at him: "Brother, let me try."

He silently recited the mantra he had just learned in his mind, then mobilized his magic power and controlled the direction of the sword with his mind.

Suddenly, the tip of the sword suddenly rose up, and Wen Yuxi fell backwards.

His heart skipped a beat. He stepped hard on the tip of the sword with his front foot and lifted his back foot slightly, only then was he able to steady the sword.

He slowly let out a sigh, grinned at Zhiming, and continued to drive his spiritual power, controlling the Hanxing Sword to move slowly upwards.

The Hanxing Sword seemed to be out of control and was swaying from side to side again.

Wen Yuxi stood trembling on the sword like an acrobat walking on a tightrope.

As soon as the Hanxing Sword showed signs of tilting, he would apply force in the opposite direction.

Finally, under his control, the Hanxing Sword carried him forward and flew several meters away on a one-meter-high plane.

But the sword was always shaking, either leaning this way or that way.

Wen Yuxi broke out in a sweat.

He stopped the sword, stood on it, and thought carefully.

First, why does the sword always shake?

Second, why couldn't he stand steadily on the sword.

Solving the problem of sword instability will naturally solve another problem.