The moon was sparse, and Ling Haotian walked out of the bamboo sea facing the moonlight. There was a waterfall in the back mountain of the bamboo sea, flowing down. Under the moonlight, it looked like a Milky Way flying down from the nine heavens.
Ling Haotian drew his sword out of its sheath. The cold light was particularly clear in the night. In an instant, the sword energy overflowed, like a rainbow piercing the sun. It was as powerful as the waves breaking through the air, and the stream was hit by this powerful sword energy.
, splashing countless water splashes, like rain, falling little pearls, suddenly, his feet on the ground jumped into the air, the long sword drew a long arc in the air, and struck hard from top to bottom,
Suddenly, a large pit was opened on the ground, and the soil flew up.
A streak of light passed through the air and landed on the edge of the waterfall. Seeing Ling Haotian's arrogant aura when practicing his sword, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Not bad!"
Ling Haotian retracted his move and turned around to see it was the second elder Fang He, who bowed and saluted: "Hello, second master."
"You boy, you are very good at practicing swordsmanship. You are much better than my disciples." Fang He said with a smile.
"Second Senior Uncle Liao praised me. This disciple is far different from the elite disciples of Second Senior Uncle."
"You don't have to belittle yourself, kid. They have just practiced longer than you. With your talent, you will definitely be able to catch up with them over time." Fang He touched the beard on his chin: "It has been nearly a million years since our Chaoyang Sect was founded.
We have inherited countless exquisite sword techniques, and as time has passed, most of the secret books from back then have been revised and reset, but this unique Ten Thousand-Liu Sword Technique has always been highly praised. Do you know why?"
"Disciple doesn't know."
"The Wanliu Sword Technique is called Wanliu just because if ten thousand people practice this sword technique, it will have ten thousand effects. The artistic conception perceived by each person is very different. Like your senior brother Ning Bugui
, what he understood was the word "war". After using the sword technique, his fighting spirit was overwhelming. The more he fought, the braver he became, and he had the potential to be invincible. What the leader and his disciple Fu Yuchen understood was the word "stability".
Observe its momentum and defeat its moves, which will lead to the situation of being the last to strike and the first to arrive."
"Please give me some advice, Second Master Uncle." Ling Haotian said respectfully.
"It's not about giving advice. Your master's skills are no worse than mine. Just now I saw your sword-practicing momentum, and it seems that you have almost found your own artistic conception. You are a very quiet guy on weekdays, but when you practice the sword, you are domineering.
Incomparably, it has the power to dominate the world. You can experience it in this character. If you don't understand it, you can go to your senior brother to practice."
When Ling Haotian heard this, he shook his head repeatedly. He didn't want to have a sword duel with a fighting maniac. Isn't this asking for abuse?
"You said that your master is not very good at recruiting apprentices who are so capable." Fang He suddenly came over and smiled obscenely, "Boy, why don't you just come to my sect, and I will mention you as my disciple directly."
How about my elite disciple, I guarantee you can live in Jingjing Pavilion every day."
Ling Haotian glanced at Fang He with some contempt: "Second Junior Uncle, you just said this to Fourth Junior Brother two days ago."
Although Fang He is not Ling Haotian's master, the two of them are familiar with each other. Ling Haotian is used to practicing martial arts at night. Fang He sometimes wants to go to Zhuhai to eat at night. However, if Ning Zhiyang meets Fang He in Zhuhai, the first
The reaction was definitely to have a fight first, so Fang Hexian asked Ling Haotian to get it for him if it was troublesome, and occasionally gave Ling Haotian pointers. Over time, the two of them became familiar with each other, and did not mind Ling Haotian's occasional disrespect.
Fang He didn't mind Ling Haotian's gaze at all, "Who told that boy Yun Feiyang to cook so delicious food? But none of my disciples have that talent. If he came to my disciples, wouldn't I be able to eat it every day?"
Come to the food he cooked."
"You are always looking for a cook, not an apprentice."
"I have a headache when I mention my apprentices. If I had known, I would have accepted fewer apprentices back then. I guess your master is still smart."
As soon as Fang He left, Ling Haotian started practicing his sword again. Looking at Qin Xiao who had been hiding behind the tree, Ling Haotian was a little strange. Why did the junior brother stay up most of the night and follow him? With a shake of his hand, a sword energy fell on the water and splashed.
A cloud of water splashed down just where Qin Xiao was hiding. Qin Xiao was covered with water. Seeing countless more water splashes falling from the sky, he hurriedly walked out from behind the tree.
"Junior brother, why are you here?" Ling Haotian asked with a smile as if he had just noticed him.
"I...can't sleep and go out for a walk!" It can't be said that he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and saw Ling Haotian going out, so he followed him secretly. Qin Xiao always thought that his senior brothers were weird, and this second senior brother was even more weird. He was there every day
I never saw him practicing while sleeping. Now that I think about it, he probably came out to practice in the middle of the night.
Ling Haotian didn't want to expose him and simply found a relatively clean place to sit down. He had reached a bottleneck in his sword practice recently and there was no progress if he kept pressing. He was planning to rest for a few days when he waved to Qin Xiao and said: "Still standing there
What are you doing there? Come and sit."
"Yes, second senior brother!"
Qin Xiao hurried over and sat down opposite Ling Haotian. Ling Haotian shook his head and said, "Junior brother, why are you so rigid? If you had less expression on your face, you would be just like senior brother. I have seen many people like you."
Disciples of the same age, but none of them are so well-behaved."
"Second senior brother taught you a lesson!"
He was still well-behaved and didn't talk much. This junior brother was too depressed. Ling Haotian thought for a moment and said, "Junior brother, did you see me practicing my sword just now?"
"I didn't mean to peek!" Qin Xiao said quickly.
"I don't blame you!" Ling Haotian sighed, "This set of swordsmanship is called Wanliu Sword Technique. All inner disciples of Chaoyang Sect must learn it. Our senior brothers in Zhuhai must master this Wanliu Sword Technique.
It is the best to use it. To practice the Wanliu Sword Technique, you must first learn the Chaoyang Jue. Only by learning the Chaoyang Jue and reaching the realm of the Four Seas can you practice this sword technique."
Qin Xiao was confused. He didn't quite understand why Ling Haotian said that to him. He couldn't practice. Maybe he could only live like this every day until he died. He died with no hope of revenge and regret. He smiled bitterly and said: "I will probably be
There is no chance to practice this Wanliu Sword Technique."
Just as Qin Xiao was thinking wildly, a pamphlet appeared in his sight. Qin Xiao looked up in confusion and saw Ling Haotian handing a pamphlet to him.
"Why are you still standing there? Senior brother, didn't I make it very clear? If you want to learn the Wanliu Sword Art, you must first learn the Chaoyang Jue. Go read it. Anyway, I have watched it no less than seven or eight hundred times and remember that I am familiar with it. There is no need to read it anymore. Stay here.
It’s also superfluous on my body.”
"Second Senior Brother, thank you, but I can't accept it. The rules of Chaoyang Sect say that any secret book that is taught must be given by the master himself. Other brothers are not allowed to teach secret books at will, otherwise they will be severely punished. Besides, I can't practice, so I can't hold it.
use."
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, you are an inner disciple. Sooner or later, the master will give you the secret book. You can use it to practice. Maybe you will be able to practice with this practice.
"Is this...really okay?"
"Just take it if I tell you to, because I think you are pleasing to the eye." Ling Haotian directly stuffed the secret book into Qin Xiao's arms.