Chapter thirty seven
"Originally, I thought I was going to die, but now that I can breathe again, I'm going to settle on that bead." Qin Ling narrowed his eyes, looking a bit like a dangerous person.
At the end of the Tang Dynasty, it was known that the bead Qinling was talking about was the crystal in the giant snake's body.
Qin Ling touched his new clothes and pants, and nodded with satisfaction, "Don't tell me, I look pretty handsome no matter what I wear."
"Get lost." Tang Mo's face was expressionless.
The days in the cave were not particularly monotonous for two people, especially two people who often bickered.
What surprised Qin Ling was that Tang Mo didn't seem to be a talkative person, but he couldn't speak up to her every time.
Is this the legendary saying that one thing defeats another?
Because of this patient, the quality of the food for the two of them has skyrocketed. Even if it is instant noodles, Tang Mo will take out the pot and gas stove to cook the noodles delicious, and then add some ham sausage and braised eggs.
Qinling's leg injury healed quickly due to the medication and improved living conditions, and his face became visibly rosy.
According to the plan at the end of the Tang Dynasty, it is only twenty days before the fog dissipates. By then, this place will no longer be the most spiritual place. Naturally, the giant snake will not be willing to stay here and will look for a better place.
However, Qin Ling obviously didn't think so. Although he didn't say it, Tang Mo knew that he was still obsessed with this snake.
Qinling had inconvenient legs and feet, so he always lay down and rested.
At the end of the Tang Dynasty, he sat on one side, seemingly closing his eyes to rest, but in fact he was constantly exercising his mental strength.
I don't know why, but my spiritual power grows very fast in this cave, three times as much as outside.
She now suspected that the giant snake had been staying here not because of her and Qin Ling, but because the spiritual energy here was too abundant, and the snake probably liked it very much.
Sitting there all the time without moving his body, Tang Mo felt that his arms and legs were a little stiff. After sitting like this for a few days, he couldn't stand it anymore.
The space in the cave is quite large, and Qin Ling, a disabled person, can't take up much space even if he is placed in a corner. Tang Mo simply took Po Feng out and prepared to practice.
It is not practical to run in a small place, but it is enough place to practice swinging your arms and legs.
At the end of Tang Dynasty, she was not afraid of leaking her trump card to Qin Ling. Firstly, she trusted Qin Ling, and secondly, the sword was not really a hidden trump card.
Because she will have to use it in front of everyone sooner or later. If it is really a trump card, then her biggest reliance is actually her mental power.
After all, whether it is short-term strengthening, escape or treatment, the maximum value of one's mental power can be exerted when no one understands it.
There was nothing much to do in Qinling during the day, except for sleeping with my eyes closed, and watching the end of the Tang Dynasty with my eyes open.
When she saw Tang Mo take out a knife out of thin air, she didn't think anything, but when he saw the appearance of the knife clearly, there was something more in his eyes.
"This knife of yours is quite good?" Qin Ling praised.
"How good is it?" At the end of Tang Dynasty, he knew that Qin Ling was born in a noble family and had seen many things. Anything that he could praise must be good.
"The company that makes this knife should be considered one of the top in the country. When I was coming of age at my eighteenth birthday, my grandfather had to sharpen it for a long time before I got one."
"That's really a good thing." It was not easy for Qin Ling to get one. It seemed that Uncle Wen really paid attention to her request.
Tang Mo practiced the knife skills she had learned in the video bit by bit. She had been teaching herself for a long time. As her strength and agility increased, she felt that she was becoming more comfortable with this knife.
But after watching for a while, Qin Ling's face turned out to be very strange, as if he didn't know whether he should speak or not.
It wasn't until Tang Mo was out of breath from practicing that he finally couldn't hold back his laughter, and then he laughed louder and louder.
"It's really a waste of money to give you this knife. It's such a waste. If you're at your level, go to the market and buy a watermelon knife. It's the same and it might be easier to use."
Qin Ling laughed so loudly that it hurt his wounds. He covered his legs while trying to control his facial expressions.
"I am self-taught." Tang Mo said every word through gritted teeth, making up his mind that Qinling's favorite shrimp and vegetable porridge is no longer available, don't even think about it!
Fortunately, she still thought she was practicing well, but it turned out that in Qin Ling's eyes, she was just a joke.
"Look at the swing you just made. It should have been with your wrist, but you used your whole arm.
Not to mention it doesn’t look good, but it’s more laborious. Others can swing it ten times, but you can only swing it three times.”
Qin Ling could remember every move he had just performed at the end of the Tang Dynasty. His family had been training him to learn martial arts since he was a child, so it would be no problem to give him guidance at the end of the Tang Dynasty.
"Wrist?" Tang Mo turned his wrist and swung the knife again in Qin Ling's way.
Sure enough, this time I changed the place where I exerted my strength, and I felt a lot more relaxed, and I was able to exert greater strength.
At the end of Tang Dynasty, he was so surprised that he urged Qin Ling to say more.
"And your stance, your lower body is obviously unstable. You can't tell it when you practice by yourself. When the fight is real, and the opponent rushes towards you, you might even fall to the ground before you can use the knife."
Qin Ling's words are not pleasant to hear, but every point hits the weak points of the late Tang Dynasty.
"And the direction of the knife tip..."
Chinese martial arts are extensive and profound, and it is easy to practice to strengthen your body.
But if you really want to use it to wield a sword or fight with it, just relying on videos to teach yourself is obviously thinking of these things too simply.
At the end of Tang Dynasty, he thought he had practiced well, but in fact he was just copying a cat and imitating a tiger, and he didn't even get in.
After improving according to Qin Ling's instructions, in the late Tang Dynasty, he wielded the sword again, over and over again.
She felt that there was new progress every time, but Qin Ling was still not satisfied and asked her to do it again until the movement was perfect.
After raising pigs for so many days, in exchange for a master, the deal was worth it! At the end of Tang Dynasty, he felt very happy.
Ever since I discovered that Qin Ling, a free lame master, could teach me and make my sword skills improve by leaps and bounds.
In the late Tang Dynasty, she practiced swordsmanship day and night, and then asked Qin Ling to find out her shortcomings and improve them without wasting any time.
Qin Ling shouted at the top of her lungs every day that she was exploiting the poor disabled and vulnerable groups, but it was of no use.
Gradually, Qinling's legs were almost healed, and his face not only had blood color, but also had more flesh obviously, and there was no trace of the embarrassment that people should have had in times of famine.
After his legs healed, Qin Ling couldn't bear to sit every day. He hadn't moved his body for a long time and started doing it with Po Feng from the late Tang Dynasty.
Tang Mo was dumbfounded when he saw it. The intensity and smoothness were really unmatched.
The tip of the knife quickly sliced through the air as if it really made a sound, and Po Feng really realized the meaning of its name at this time.
Qin Ling, who was holding the knife, pursed his lips, straightened his back, and raised his chin slightly.
"What's wrong, you're fascinated by my handsomeness?" Qin Ling broke the idol drama-like scene with one sentence.
Chapter completed!