I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Ning Ruan had never thought about re-refining his own flying sword.

Things like adding heart blood to guide the movement of mental power to increase the connection with the sword were useless to her.

Xiaohong is her companion spirit sword.

In terms of her tacit understanding and affinity with the sword, it is definitely no worse than the affinity between other sword cultivators and their natal spirit swords.

As for taking the spirit sword into the body...

Ning Ruan has done this before.

But after entering the body, the spirit sword will become extremely agitated.

It's almost like putting it in storage space.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have to carry the sword case with her wherever she goes.

"I wonder if there is a limit to the number of swords that can be born. If there is, can I wait until all the swords are born before I can store them in my body?"

Ning Ruan fell into deep thought.

After deep contemplation, he decided to learn the secret method of collecting the spirit sword into the body.

Then test it on the spot.

The results are no surprise.

Still not working.

Ning Ruan no longer forced herself.

In the next few days, Ning Ruan continued to punch in for class twice a day.

But fewer and fewer people can make her complete a whole class.

After she had listened to almost all the classes of the new instructors, the instructor Huo, whom she had been looking forward to the most, finally appeared on the class schedule on her identity jade card.

The time is tomorrow afternoon.

In the morning, she was not going to attend the class taught by Teacher Shao, who was in charge of the tutorial courses.

Compared to Teacher Shao's class, Teacher Duan's class is more to her liking.

The next day.

Had lunch.

Ning Ruan went to Zhangtai Mountain early, which was quite close to Ziyang Mountain.

Next to the small lake at the bottom of the mountain.

Apart from the empty bluestone ground, there was only the cloud platform floating in the air.

Actually, it’s not accurate to say that it’s empty.

There are still people there.

But compared to the class Ning Ruan attended a few days ago, the dozens of people at present still seemed inexplicably deserted.

When Ning Ruan arrived, dozens of disciples looked at her in surprise.

Then they looked away.

It was an open-air seat, and Ning Ruan didn't care about anything, so she just sat down at the end.

There is no one on the left.

There was a young man on the right, looking at her hesitantly as if he wanted to say something.

Finally, he asked in a voice transmission: "You are Ning Ruan, the child of destiny, right?"

Ning Ruan, who has a deeper understanding of her current fame, said: "...I am not."

"???" The young man had a puzzled look on his face, but he quickly transmitted his voice with certainty: "You must be the one with the fifth level of cultivation, wearing green clothes, and carrying a sword case. Although I have never seen you, it is definitely not a coincidence."

Ning Ruan: "Then let's say I am."

“……” The boy was choked.

What do you mean even if? You are already like that!

"Aren't you a sword cultivator? Why are you here to listen to the spiritual master's class?" He had heard that the new son of destiny who came a few days ago was obviously a sword cultivator, but he always went to listen to the spiritual master's class.

It would be fine if I listened to the light spiritualist.

But she only listened to the attack type.

"Even if you want to attend the spiritual master's class, you shouldn't come to see Teacher Huo." The young man said in a very sure tone, "If the other teachers in the academy knew you were here, they would definitely look for you."

The child of destiny is more precious than them.

Even when they came here to attend classes, many tutors in the college were opposed to it.

I was afraid that they would try the forbidden experiment with Teacher Huo.

But in fact, they were just attending the class.

Teacher Huo just gives lectures.

He will not force anyone to do that experiment with him.

Putting aside the experiments, Professor Huo’s lectures are still very impressive.

Ning Ruan: "Oh."

"Why don't you believe it?" The young man kept chattering, and Ning Ruan ignored him.

And quietly moved away from him ten feet away.

"Even if you are a little further away, I can still send a message to you, Brother Ning..."

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Ning, I heard that you can fight against the Seventh Realm right now, is that true?"

"There are still three flying swords... Can you really control three flying swords?"

"You have such a high talent for swordsmanship, why don't you go to Cangming College?"

Ning Ruan had an expressionless face.

The boy continued talking for a while.

Perhaps he felt that talking to himself was boring, so his interest finally waned a little. "By the way, do you still not know how to transmit sound?"

"We have it in our college's library, and it costs three points to get one copy."

"You are a sword cultivator, and you can use the flying sword technique in advance. I think your mental strength must be good. Logically speaking, if you want to learn the sound transmission technique, you must be at least in the sixth realm. But if your mental strength is very good, you may be able to achieve the fifth realm."

"How about it, would you like one? I can sell it to you, it only costs two points."

Second-hand dealer... Ning Ruan finally raised her head and glanced at him, "I won't buy it."

The young man winked and quickly transmitted his voice: "A little, just a little, a little is enough, you are the child of destiny, didn't the academy give you fifty points?"

Ning Ruan: “…I won’t buy it.”

The boy choked again.

What else do you want to say.

Suddenly a strong wind blew, and a figure suddenly appeared on the cloud platform that was originally empty.

White hair, face of about thirty years old.

His face was covered with stubble, and he looked depressed.

After arriving at the platform, he sat down cross-legged and began to give a lecture.

Yes.

There was no prelude.

He started teaching right away.

Even Ning Ruan, the child of destiny, did not receive any attention at all.

It took almost two hours.

He then showed an impatient expression and started asking everyone to ask questions.

The first person to be chosen was the young man next to Ning Ruan.

"Teacher Huo, I want to ask how to increase the speed of attack during battle?"

"I have already talked about this question last time. You can ask someone else." Teacher Huo replied indifferently, turned around and randomly pointed to another person.

He did answer the man's question.

But he didn't say a single word of unnecessary nonsense, and as soon as he finished speaking, he quickly clicked on the next cue process.

Ning Ruan originally planned to wait until the class was over before asking the other party.

But if this trend continues, I'm afraid that as soon as the course is over, Teacher Huo will have to leave.

From the speed at which he came, it can be seen that he must be a wind-type spiritualist.

He wanted to run, and Ning Ruan couldn't catch up with him at all.

No way.

After the next person finished answering, Ning Ruan also stood up following the person who asked the question.

She was the sixth one to be called.

Seeing her, the man on the platform didn't even raise his eyelids, "What's your problem?"

Ning Ruan got straight to the point: "I want to ask about the fusion of elements."