Chapter 140 Sneak Attack (45)

Gong Yangyu, who was playing "Swordsmanship", raised his head, looked at Xue Rong in confusion and asked: "What happened to you, Sword Cultivator?"

"Not me, but you! Master Gong Yang, don't you find that the advice you gave before is very problematic!"

"Are you saying that there is something wrong with letting everyone play "Swordsmanship" and then letting everyone learn the Sword Cultivator in it?"

"That's right! You asked everyone to play "Wandering Corridor II" before, saying that it can increase the chance of enlightenment, and everyone tolerated it. But now you suddenly take out "Swordsmanship" for everyone to play, and let everyone learn the Sword Cultivator in it. Don't you think it's too hasty? Sword Cultivators are not like this!"

"But I think Sword Cultivators can be like this."

Covering his head, Xue Rong felt that he couldn't make sense with Gong Yangyu.

Sitting cross-legged, Xue Rong pointed at the screen of Gong Yangyu and said seriously: "Please tell me, how do sword cultivators here improve?"

"Kill monsters, burst cultivation, and then find a young lady to improve yourself."

"So how do real sword cultivators improve?"

"Do questions, get enlightenment, and then practice sword."

"Don't you think there is almost no connection in the middle? Recently, there are a lot of people who want to become sword cultivators, but after coming in, they cry and shout that this is not the sword cultivator they want. Now you let them play games again. Don't you think this is very wrong?"

Gong Yangyu thought about it and felt that there seemed to be nothing wrong.

She just felt that playing "Wandering Corridor 2" could get enlightenment, so playing "Sword Dao" should also be possible.

Everyone is playing games, and "Sword Dao" is obviously more fun, there is no reason not to play.

She can only play "Wandering Corridor 2" to the seventh level, but she can easily play "Sword Dao" because many places only need to react quickly enough.

Although the sword skills after the transformation look a bit funny, there are some clever ideas in them, which can be used as a reference for the disciples.

After all, sword cultivation sometimes needs some imagination. Sword cultivation without imagination is too wooden and has no potential.

Overall, Gong Yangyu felt that there was nothing wrong with letting disciples practice by playing games.

After thinking, she said to Xue Rong seriously: "I don't think there is any problem. It feels good."

Xue Rong was desperate when he found that Gong Yangyu was unmoved.

He had no talent for swordsmanship, but he had longed for sword cultivation since he was a child, so he tried every means to join the Zhengyi School.

Even if he couldn't practice swordsmanship, he would be satisfied as long as he looked at these sword cultivators every day.

But the release of "Wandering Corridor 2" shattered half of his feelings about sword cultivation.

Now, the promotion of "Sword Dao" has shattered the other half.

Especially the immortal master Gong Yangyu also particularly praised this seemingly outrageous game, which made him even more unacceptable.

Looking at Gong Yangyu who was addicted to playing games, Xue Rong felt that the Zhengyi School had fallen.

In order to prevent his ideal sect from completely falling, he decided to write down the pros and cons and persuade Gong Yangyu and other immortal masters.

If the persuasion is not accepted, he is prepared to do his best to continue persuading until the other party listens!

Thinking of this, Xue Rong was immediately full of fighting spirit and returned to his study to start stating the pros and cons.

Just as he was about to start, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong.

Today, the air in the room was particularly dull, as if something was condensing here, making his chest stuffy.

I thought it was just my illusion, but after sitting down in front of the desk, he found that there were a few drops of ink on the clean desk.

"Strange, didn't the disciple on duty today clean it up? There was no ink before."

Confusedly wiping off the ink, he found that the ink was very sticky, as sticky as blood, with an unpleasant feeling.

Putting it under his nose and smelling it, Xue Rong frowned in disgust, feeling that he had never smelled such a disgusting thing.

Taking out a handkerchief to wipe the liquid off his fingers, Xue Rong was surprised to find that the liquid seemed endless and could not be wiped clean.

At this moment, Xue Rong felt that something was wrong with his brain.

He knew that he should be entangled by something, but he felt that his brain was dull.

His mind seemed to be wrapped by something, which made him unable to think well. He could only numbly repeat the action of wiping his fingers and could not break free.

Not long after, the things around him were wiped black by him. The whole room was full of black liquid, and he himself was immersed in these smelly liquids.

"Strange, it can't be wiped clean."

Xue Rong's eyes were a little confused, and his movements became slow.

He wiped the liquid on his fingers mechanically like sleepwalking, and didn't realize that he was already in another world.

Suddenly, a white light exploded, and a fierce light penetrated from the outside, shattering all the black liquid here.

Then, Gong Yangyu appeared in the room majestically like a god descending from the sky, and shouted sternly: "Who dares to touch my disciple!"

"Master..."

Xue Rong looked at Gong Yangyu who rushed in blankly, raised his right hand and said: "Master, my hands can't be wiped clean, what do you think is going on?"

Looking intently, Gong Yangyu's eyes became more solemn.

She saw that Xue Rong was completely wrapped in black liquid, and his whole body was drenched with asphalt-like liquid, and his movements became slow.

Without hesitation, he threw his hand, and the sword light flew out immediately, flying towards the asphalt that was entangled with Xue Rong.

The sword light peeled off the asphalt on Xue Rong's body layer by layer, and after a few breaths, it was completely peeled off.

Just after landing, the sticky black liquid around surged up again and continued to entangle Xue Rong in front of him.

"Do you really think that I, Gong Yangyu, only have this trick!"

With a sharp shout, Gong Yangyu waved his sword finger, and twelve heavenly swords flew out and shot in all directions.

These heavenly swords did not disappear after touching the black liquid, but rebounded again.

But every time it rebounded, the heavenly sword would split once. After a few breaths, the whole room was full of dazzling sword light, which was consuming the surrounding black liquid every moment.

With a sharp shout, the black asphalt in the room disappeared without a trace, and Xue Rong also fell in the room with a childlike smile on his face.

"Master, it's finally cleaned."

Calling someone to rescue Xue Rong, Gong Yangyu recalled the touch just now and said with gritted teeth: "Wan Yanlie, I know it's you, you bastard! Get out of here!"

After a long time, a series of evil laughter sounded in the air, followed by a man's voice: "Gong Yangyu, I heard that you have been addicted to entertainment recently and have no intention of practicing. It seems to be true. I see that your sword is soft and weak, which is very different from before. It seems that it is really not good. In this case, let's have a Dao-attainment competition to see who is better?"