"You know nothing! My master, this is the union of swordsman and man!" Lin Sheng said harshly.
"I think you're more of a bitch! This is the first time I've seen you fly while lying on a sword. Are you planning to fly like this when fighting someone? Are you planning to hit him? Hahaha..." Jin Biao smiled
Almost out of breath.
"I'm happy, sir!" Lin Sheng said angrily.
"Okay, if you want to be embarrassed, just do it. I don't care about you." Jin Biao said nonchalantly, thinking to see how long you can hold on.
At the same time, several Taoist cultivators flew by with their swords beside Lin Sheng. Seeing Lin Sheng's strange way of wielding a sword, they couldn't help but point and laugh at him.
"Damn it! Isn't it just standing up and flying? What a big deal!" Lin Sheng muttered to himself angrily, and then raised his middle finger at the ascetics.
After all, men... still need to save face.
Although Lin Sheng disdained flying while standing, he had no choice but to stand up in order to prevent Jin Biao from making sarcastic remarks in front of him.
Standing on the sword body, his feet released spiritual energy to attach to the flying sword, and his field of vision suddenly broadened, and even his breathing became much smoother.
"Old bastard, look at it! Isn't it just flying while standing? It's nothing to the young master!" Lin Sheng said proudly, and when he got excited, he even jumped on the sword to play tricks.
"You are using your life to control the sword! By the time you fly to the top of the mountain, I'm afraid your spiritual energy will be exhausted, right?" Jin Biao said, wiping a cold sweat.
After Jin Biao said this, Lin Sheng felt that a large amount of spiritual energy was flowing out of his body.
"Damn! Have you sucked my spiritual energy?" Lin Sheng cursed in surprise.
"Go away! I don't even want this kind of spiritual energy for free. It's because you don't use the sword properly! What do you think? Please beg me and I will teach you the best sword-handling skills." Jin Biao said proudly.
"Please sister! Do you want to teach or not?" Lin Sheng said nonchalantly.
"Damn! Will you die if you show respect to me? Well, who asked me to fall in love with you? I will teach you the top-level swordsmanship!" Jin Biao said depressedly.
"Top level? Are there different levels of swordsmanship?" Lin Sheng asked curiously.
"Of course! There are three, six, and nine levels of Taoism. Since sword control is a type of Taoism, it naturally has good and bad qualities."
"What about the bad ones? What about the good ones?" Lin Sheng asked.
"The bad ones are like you who use the control of objects to control the sword, which consumes a lot of spiritual energy. The good sword-controlling skills only need to consume a small amount of spiritual energy to achieve the ultimate speed."
"Is there any other way to say that? Then are there any other methods for the advanced sword-controlling skills you mentioned?" Lin Sheng suddenly became interested.
"Of course! With the grade of this fish intestine sword, combined with the sword control skills I gave you, you can definitely maximize your speed. No one can catch up with you at the speed of your Qi Condensation stage."
"Then teach me!"
"I said you brat... I taught you so much and you didn't even hear you call me master. As soon as that little bitch said she would accept you as a disciple, you immediately joined her. Did you watch?
Are you in love with her? Are you coveting her beauty?" Jin Biao changed the topic and mocked Lin Sheng.
"Go away! Am I such a wretched person? Of course I have my own reasons for doing this. Don't think everyone is as shameless as you, okay? Besides, Zeng Zihan is a human being after all, and I worship her as my teacher.
That’s okay, do you want me to worship a stick as my teacher?”
"You just covet other people's beauty!" Jin Biao insisted.
"I didn't! Didn't you teach me Taoism and guide me in my cultivation so that I could help you get out of this coiled dragon stick in the future?"
"That little girl has no motive for accepting you as her disciple? Do you really think that anyone with your high qualifications would want to accept you?" Jin Biao asked full of enthusiasm.
"I know she wants me to help her daughter, but she is like a master after all. What about you? I am an old pervert. If I become my teacher to you, won't I become a little pervert? A simple person like me will learn bad things from you.
What should I do?" Lin Sheng smiled shamelessly.
"You are an idiot! Well, I won't talk to you anymore. This is the sword-controlling technique. I'm tired, so I'm going to sleep!" Jin Biao said in a muffled voice, and then he stopped teaching the sword-controlling technique to him.
Lin Sheng.
"Sleeping again! You must have been a otaku in your previous life! No wonder you are so sexy and lustful!" Lin Sheng said dissatisfied.
The techniques of sword control are not difficult to understand. Lin Sheng mastered the essentials after roughly browsing both sides.
Seeing that he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Lin Sheng made a gesture and shouted: "Jiu!"
Then, the fish intestine sword increased its speed by at least twice and flew up to the top of the mountain.
After landing, Lin Sheng found that the top of the mountain, which was not very big in the first place, was already crowded with a large number of monks, and robes of various colors were dangling in front of Lin Sheng's eyes.
Based on the handwriting on these Taoist robes, Lin Sheng also recognized the sect they belonged to.
"Holy crap! What kind of treasure did Xiong'er Mountain find this time? Kunlun, Shushan, Emei, Wudang, Tianmen Pavilion, Spiritual Medicine Mountain, Leiyin Valley, Hehuan Sect..." Lin Sheng looked at the monks from various sects and suddenly
Became dazzled.
All the eight major sects of the Suzaku Kingdom were present, as well as a dozen second- and third-rate sects and some unsectarian cultivators who were waiting to watch, ready to get a share of the pie.
The middle of the mountain top was surrounded by a large number of monks. Lin Sheng couldn't squeeze in and had to fly into the air to watch.
"Damn! It's a sinkhole!" Lin Sheng shouted in surprise.
Surrounded by the crowd was a large, bottomless hole, which was at least ten feet wide. The monks were hesitant around the sinkhole, and no one dared to go down to find out.
"Damn it! It really is a big scene!" Lin Sheng couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the few gorgeous Taoist robes in the innermost part of the crowd. These people are all heads and elders of various sects.
"The third level of Qi Condensation is also here to join in the fun. I really don't know how death is written!" A Shushan disciple glanced at Lin Sheng and said disdainfully to him.
When Lin Sheng saw that he was from Shushan, he snorted coldly and said, "If you were brave enough to stand down below, how could you fly up like me to watch the fun?"
"What do you know! Standing high and seeing far!" Shushan disciple retorted with a blushing face.
"Bah! Is this conducive to your escape?" Lin Sheng scolded with a smile.
"I am a disciple of Shushan. I am a person with status. I will not be like a rubbish like you." The disciple of Shushan glanced at Lin Sheng with disdain. Apparently, he did not pay attention to the fish intestine sword at Lin Sheng's feet.
Lin Sheng originally wanted to hit this Shushan disciple a few more times, but just when he was about to speak, a red figure suddenly flew past him.
"This figure looks so familiar!" Lin Sheng muttered to himself as he stared at the woman in red dress flying past.
"Hey!" Lin Sheng called to the woman in the red dress, and then chased after her.
"Huh?" When the woman heard the sound, she stopped and turned around to look at Lin Sheng, with a surprised expression on her face and said, "Is it you?"
"Girl, do you still remember me? You saved me last time in Guangning City!" Lin Sheng quickly smiled at the woman in the red dress.