"I have indeed learned a lot in the Beitang family over the years, but what my father taught me back then was mostly to focus on offense and defense as a supplement." Fanyin said calmly.

"That's right, both the Beitang Family and the Fifth Family have served in the Ministry of Military Affairs for hundreds of years. Although both offense and defense are the way to use military force, the general's spiritual power cannot be replaced by strong attack. This is also the reason why my grandfather

It’s a loophole that I’ve been trying to break through for years.”

"Loophole?" Fanyin was puzzled.

"Xiaoyin, let's not talk about the Beitang family's spiritual method for the moment. Our fifth family's ancestors all focused on offense, and in the end it fell apart. It's not that our spiritual method is not good, but that we are not good at employing people and have empty reserves."

Here, Leng Che's eyes revealed a sad look, and he continued, "You told me before that the reason why you are not as tall as the other members of the fifth family is because you were chased by a ghost when you were young, and the battle lasted for four days.

The body was under heavy load for four nights and the internal wear and tear was so great that even if you recovered later, it would affect your own growth."

"A Lingshu friend of mine told me. She said that I had serious internal friction and needed to be taken care of." Fanyin was a little shy, cleared his throat and said seriously, "But you see, I have recovered a long time ago. Although I am not very tall,

Tall, but not short either." Fanyin wanted to win back a victory over his uncle.

Sure enough, as she expected, her uncle looked at her again with disgust without hesitation, as if to say: What a hindrance to the fifth family. The people in the fifth family were handsome, and they were already famous in Jiuxiao back then.

As you know, men are delicate and tall, while women are handsome and bright. Leng Che obviously cares about this honor, and even Leng Yi is usually quite satisfied with his appearance.

Fanyin gritted his teeth and changed the topic: "This is not important, uncle!"

"Well, it's not bad for girls to be more nimble." Leng Che seemed to be comforting himself and didn't care about Sanskrit at all.

"Uncle..." Fanyin lowered his voice and squeezed out two words from his throat.

"Xiaoyin, have you ever thought about what if your father had not fought against Lingmei but retreated with you?" Leng Che accepted this sentence without any hesitation.

Although Fanyin was a little surprised, her dull mood was broken by her uncle talking about her height. She thought seriously about what her uncle said.

"It would be good to retreat together, but," Fanyin said with deep eyes, shaking his head and looking at his uncle.

"But no one can stop Ling Mei's offensive, right?"

"Yes." Fanyin nodded with certainty.

"This is the result of our poor defense. If we are fighting alone, if our personal strength allows, it is natural to repel the enemy. But what if we are not as good as the enemy? What if we do not act alone, but

Are there people who need to be covered? Just like when you need to cover the evacuation of a large number of villagers, but you don’t have enough manpower?”

Leng Che's series of rhetorical questions prevented Fanyin from finding a reasonable solution.

"In addition to fighting hard and waiting to die, we must save ourselves. Faced with such a difficult situation, the attack has failed, the troops are in danger, and life and death are on the line, what else do we need besides the sharp blade in our hands?"

"Shield." Fanyin replied.

"That's right, it's a shield. Have you ever thought that since we can turn ice into blades, why not make a shield?" Leng Che had a smile in his eyes, and his smile was cold, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking.

"Uncle, it is not difficult to make a shield, but our ice is not that tough, and it is far from as hard as the shield made by the spirit caster. Isn't it unnecessary for us to do this? And a small shield has

What to do?"

Weapons made by spirit casters are generally divided into two types: one is a cold weapon that cannot be transformed, such as a short dagger or a blade. The other is a spiritual weapon that can be transformed, such as Fanyin's heavy sword, which is usually carried with you, etc.

When used, it changes to the actual size and requires media conversion.

"The reason why you say that is because your spiritual method has not yet matured, and you think that even the strongest ice is fragile and breakable," Leng Che said with a smile on his face, "Wait until I finish teaching you.

Just watch it again."

After being in the mountains for a long time, even though it was extremely cold deep in the mountains, Fanyin did not feel any discomfort due to his abundant spiritual power. However, looking back at his uncle, he felt that he seemed to be at home in this environment, and his spiritual power seemed to be increasing instead of decreasing.

.

Fanyin was puzzled, and Leng Che said, "Why, do you see the difference between you and me?"

"Yeah," Fanyin responded vaguely, then shook his head quickly, "No, no, I still don't understand how uncle did it."

Leng Che smiled and said, "Since you know that our spiritual power is born with the characteristic of water cold, why don't you try to use it to make it compatible with the body?"

Leng Che stretched out his arm, opened his palm, and signaled Fanyin to extend his hand. The moment Fanyin held Leng Che's palm with his hand, he suddenly shuddered. His palm was extremely cold, far from being warm and soft like hers.

She looked at Leng Che strangely and asked, "Uncle, why are you so cold?"

Leng Che smiled and said: "The way you keep out the cold is to activate your spiritual power, but I use more than instinct."

"instinct?"

"The instinct for you and me is to practice our own spiritual characteristics all the time so that we can control the bitter cold with ease. Just like now, in this severe cold situation, my body's reaction is an instinct and I have not used it.

With any spiritual power, the body temperature will naturally drop, the internal consumption will be reduced, and it will be naturally compatible with the low-temperature environment, and it will actually make you feel refreshed."

Fanyin was enlightened and her eyes were clear. This was completely different from her usual method of practicing spiritual power. She looked at her uncle excitedly, and her eyes seemed to see a delicious black cloth cake, which was a kind of dessert cake that Fanyin liked.

It's also the only sweet she likes.

"Are you hungry?" Leng Che looked sideways at Fanyin.

"A bit," Fanyin responded, and immediately changed his words, "No, no, no, no, I just want my uncle to teach me such a powerful skill quickly." Fanyin's slightly exaggerated expression showed a flattering look.

"I just talked to you a few words, and you are so excited. Think about it, I didn't learn any good skills at Beitang's house. Who taught you spiritual methods in the past?" Leng Che felt very benefited and quickly took the opportunity to suppress it.

Let’s take a look at the high status of Northern Tang Dynasty in Fanyin’s heart.

Fanyin's mind quickly turned around, and he explained very calmly: "I usually practice by myself, uncle. I only occasionally consult Beitang Beiming, the son of Uncle Beitang Muren of the Dongling Military and Political Department. He will guide me.

Some spiritual techniques." Fanyin thought that what she was saying was very honest and unreserved. She indeed only occasionally asked Beitang Beiming for advice.

"That's it. That proves that my little niece is extremely talented, a hundred times better than your brother! It's not easy to reach this level of spiritual cultivation!" Leng Che was very happy with Fanyin's performance and felt that it was a shame for himself.

Shang Zengguang. "Wait a minute, the Beitang Beiming you mentioned is the son of Beitang Muren, right? How old is he this year?"

"Seventeen." Fanyin still replied calmly, looking at Leng Che honestly and blinking.
Chapter completed!