Chapter 40 I Became a Little Golden Man Zhou Ling was naturally not nervous when it came to testing her swordsmanship, but... Forget it, just take the exam now. It’s inevitable anyway. At the sword training ground on the top of his own mountain, Zhou Ling performed several sets of sword moves in a row, displaying the Hengyue sword technique that he had learned from the jade slips in front of his master without reservation. In conjunction with the Hengyue Sword Technique, every time Zhou Ling draws the sword, it seems that she can cause the natural spiritual energy around her to surge up, following her will, her thoughts, and the sword. This is just the basic sword move of the Hengyue Sword. After Zhou Ling learned it, he spent a lot of time practicing it to this level. "Okay!" Long Aotian said that he wanted to test her swordsmanship, but in fact he wanted to find an opportunity to see her progress in learning the Hengyue Sword Technique. After all, he had no way to teach her either the sword techniques or the accompanying sword techniques. He could only wait for her to encounter difficulties and then he would try to solve them for her. However, for more than ten days, the apprentice studied very seriously on his own, but never asked him any difficult questions, which made him a little strange. Now that he had seen his disciple demonstrate his sword skills in person, he realized that the reason he had no chance to help her solve her problems was because she had not encountered any problems at all! With this level of understanding, it’s no exaggeration to say that she is the chosen one. No wonder Hengyue chose her.
"Master, I just used the first move of Hengyue's basic swordsmanship. I have practiced this move very well, so I also learned the second move. But this second move... I always feel a little weird. Master, let me show you." Zhou Ling found it difficult to speak. She firmly believed that she had practiced according to the jade slip and there would be absolutely no mistakes. So what went wrong? "Okay, I'll watch over you." Long Aotian's expression also became serious. After all, his disciple's comprehension was obvious to all whether he was learning Taoism or swordsmanship. Now that it was like this, there must be a problem. Zhou Ling didn't say any more nonsense. He recited the sword formula in his mind and poured his spiritual power into the Hengyue Sword in his hand. But the next second, Zhou Ling raised his sword, head held high, and with a serious and earnest expression, he drew a big heart pattern in the air above his head with the spiritual power of the sword... She didn't even understand why the spiritual power poured into the Hengyue Sword, when drawing a heart pattern in the void, would turn into a bright and dazzling pink color, with bits of spiritual light exploding like tiny fireworks! Help! Who could tell her why, at such a rigorous moment when she was practicing the Hengyue Sword Technique, she would draw a pink heart in the air according to the sword technique? "Hmm?" Long Aotian stretched his neck and looked at the pink heart pattern in the void for a long time before he said "hmm". "I didn't want to draw it, Master. I just can't figure this out. Does the jade slip that Master gave me really record the authentic Hengyue Sword Art and swordsmanship? This pink heart is just the beginning of the second move. There are even more outrageous moves later!" Zhou Ling had practiced a lot of sword moves according to the contents of the jade slip, but the more he practiced, the more outrageous it became. However, although the appearance looked outrageous, the power it could exert was not reduced at all. With the outrageous appearance, the sword was still able to split mountains and break seas. This was what surprised Zhou Ling the most! Without the master saying anything, she continued to demonstrate the application of the following sword moves and sword techniques. The pink love heart floating in the air did not dissipate. Instead, it absorbed spiritual energy as Zhou Ling's next sword moves progressed, growing bigger and bigger in the air... Zhou Ling almost couldn't hold back her laughter, because as she finished demonstrating the second move of the sword technique, the dreamy pink aura was about to drown her, and as the sword moves were completed, a special mark with a brilliant diamond-like brilliance gradually emerged from her brow. That's not all, after the mark on her brow that could almost blind people appeared completely, a pair of wings made up of thousands of pink and purple auras gradually unfolded from her back! Help! After she finished practicing all the sword moves of this second style, she actually became a flashy walking human-shaped light bulb! ? Whether it is the dazzling mark between the eyebrows or the wings spread out on the back, all of them are glowing and radiating heat. And what do all this light and heat consume? What is consumed is her own spiritual energy reserves! After holding on for a short while, the mark between his brows and the cool glowing wings on his back dimmed visibly. Zhou Ling shrugged her tired shoulders, spread her hands, and looked at her master for help. Long Aotian's frown was so worried that it could pinch a fly to death. He even reached out his hand uncertainly to poke the wings behind Zhou Ling, which had not yet completely dimmed and disappeared. "Fairy Hengyue must have had her own reasons for doing this back then, right?" After a while, he spoke tentatively.
"There must be a deep meaning, my dear master! Take a good look at this thing, it has no deep meaning, it really has no deep meaning at all! It's like an 8,000-watt water pump, madly draining my spiritual power, just to look cool and awesome on the outside! Just to be the brightest hottie in the crowd! Save me, master, I don't want to practice this... " Zhou Ling cried miserably. When she first discovered that the second sword move would become like this, she thought it was quite funny. However, as she practiced, her spiritual power was drained again and again. She was really afraid of this thing. It flutters its cool wings and floats in the air. The mark on its forehead can also illuminate the sky. Although it can cause light pollution and attract attention, it is really not good! Look! “There are thousands of Hengyue sword techniques, and this is only the second one. Maybe there won’t be another one like this in the future?” Long Aotian had no choice but to speak in a gentle voice to comfort his little disciple. "Master, please kill me. The third move of the Hengyue Sword Technique is similar to the second move. I am not using it smoothly now, but I have tried to practice it a few times and found that... after practicing the third move, I am as bright as an Oscar statuette!" If her master was not her only salvation now, Zhou Ling would find it difficult to talk about such an unspeakable thing as turning into a little golden man. There is no exaggeration at all. After practicing the third form, the spiritual power guided by the Hengyue Sword Technique directly changed the material composition of her skin. Except for her clothes, her whole body, even her hair and fingernails, turned golden! Of course, she had tried it, and turning into gold was not without benefits. She found that her skin was indestructible for a moment, but her current cultivation was too weak, and her spiritual energy reserves were insufficient. The state of turning into a little golden man could only be maintained for a moment, and then it would slowly fade away. "Little Golden Man, I know this! I remember hearing such a rumor before, saying that when Fairy Hengyue was fighting with others, she would occasionally turn into gold, indestructible and invincible. However, the golden color was too ugly and was laughed at by too many people in private, so she rarely used it in public." Long Aotian was glad that he finally had the chance to help his disciple solve his doubts regarding the inheritance of the Hengyue Sword Technique. However, after saying that sentence which was privately laughed at by too many people, he suddenly stopped talking, with a complicated expression, and he didn't dare to look his disciple in the eye. (End of this chapter)