Chapter 6 Leaving the closed door to learn the sword
Chapter 6 Retreat, come out, learn swordsmanship
"Master, why doesn't senior brother practice sword practice!!"
In a small courtyard in Qingcheng Mountain, a little Taoist boy was walking on horseback, and his legs had begun to tremble. However, the purple-robed Taoist under the peach tree turned a blind eye and ate peaches leisurely until he heard the little Taoist boy.
After complaining, he said: "If you don't want to practice, then you don't have to practice! You can relax as a teacher!"
Upon hearing the other party's words, the little Taoist's forehead was suddenly covered with black lines.
Is the other party’s sheep-herding teaching really reliable?
I still want to compete for the second place in the world. If I don’t practice swordsmanship, what will I use to compete? Is it possible to use the monkey I learned in the mountains to steal peaches?
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but look at the purple-robed Taoist priest under the tree. If he went to steal peaches, would the master beat him?
It was Taoist Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen and his disciple Li Fansong who spoke.
"Hold on for another quarter of an hour!"
Zhao Yuzhen glanced at his disciple and said casually.
Li Fansong's face turned bitter, it would take another quarter of an hour! He felt that he could not hold on for a breath, but after a quarter of an hour, Li Fansong sat on the ground with his hands on the ground, breathing heavily, as if he had been fished out of the water.
Zhao Yuzhen was really right, he could really hold on for a quarter of an hour, no more, no less.
Zhao Yuzhen on the side looked at his disciple and shook his head in his heart. If you compare goods with others, you will die!
Let’s not talk about other people, let’s talk about himself. He learned the power of the dragon elephant at the age of six, and studied the infinite sword skills at the age of eleven. At Fansong’s age, he may have been in a comfortable state long ago, but he can’t even hold a sword.
good.
Li Fansong was stunned for a moment. He tried to feel the surrounding situation, but found nothing strange. Then he turned around and looked at his master.
This book has been banned for some unknown reason. Unless the previous page is completely read, the next page will be blank even if it is opened.
After thinking about it, Zhao Yuzhen asked straight to the point.
He read it over and over again, and pondered over it again and again, until he saw a sentence and had a different idea, so he went to the Taoist canon of Qingcheng Mountain and the mountain of books to find the answer.
Zhao Shouyi shook his head slightly, indicating that he would talk later, then walked into the small courtyard, came to Zhao Yu's true body and bowed respectfully.
But now he has no inner strength at all, and he has not practiced swordsmanship. He has only learned the power of the dragon elephant in two hands, and it is still specious at the moment.
If someone sees this scene, they will probably be stunned. Qinggong that does not use internal force? There is only one Qinggong in the world, the number one Qinggong in the world - Cloud Stepping.
"Your current state??"
In desperation, he had to pick up the book again and read it from the beginning.
"Disciple pays homage to master!!"
He raised his head and looked in the direction of the Little Lotus Peak again, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
As soon as Li Fansong opened the door, he saw a young man standing outside the door. Although he was a bit unfamiliar, he still determined the identity of the person in front of him at a glance, Zhao Shouyi.
Until his master Zhao Yuzhen also had a beard on his lips, his junior brother finally mastered Wuliang Swordsmanship, and Qingcheng Mountain accepted another little guy named Feixuan. Until Qingcheng Mountain, almost no one knew that Taoist Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen had another disciple.
.
As for the other one, he still doesn’t understand that his talent is good, and it’s not just average. What if he didn’t practice? But he could hold that book and read it all day long, and sometimes he wouldn’t even close his eyes all day and night.
He has read this book too! It’s nothing new.
In a small courtyard on the mountainside, Zhao Yuzhen, who has become the master of Qingcheng Mountain, is teaching his apprentice Li Fansong the last move of Wuliang Sword Technique.
The young man jumped into the air without any fluctuation in his internal energy. He flew down the mountain like a lone tiger.
There is nothing in the last few dozen pages of this Taoist scripture, just these small regular scripts, written so densely on the pages that it makes one’s scalp numb just by looking at them.
A few words in a row, let alone Zhao Yuzhen, even he himself was confused.
"I didn't expect that in one drink and one peck, something like this would happen. He is worthy of being the Patriarch Qingxuan!!"
"One success or one failure is one calamity. From now on, there will be countless calamities before heaven and earth!"
Zhao Yuzhen shook his head helplessly. If he hadn't been in the realm of Sword Immortal, it would probably be difficult for him to be aware of that person's existence.
Spring passes and autumn comes, the flowers fade and bloom, and this wait lasts for eight years of cold and heat.
At this moment, a warm voice sounded softly outside the door.
Because no matter how powerful a mortal is, he cannot come within fifty steps of him silently without him noticing.
Li Fansong rushed out with some surprise, while Zhao Yuzhen sighed with some emotion. The little guy finally went down the mountain.
Zhao Shouyi smiled and nodded, "Yes, we are already in the Vajra Mortal Realm!"
"Read the book a hundred times, and its meaning will become apparent to you!"
However, regarding Zhao Shouyi's state, he was not like Li Fansong and simply thought that Zhao Shouyi was an ordinary person without any inner strength.
Zhao Yuzhen nodded lightly. His expectations for Zhao Shouyi were actually far greater than Li Fansong's. After eight years, he was quite moved when he saw this apprentice in his small courtyard again.
He then felt Zhao Shouyi's state, but the next moment, his expression couldn't help but change, and he didn't have any inner strength at all...
"Brother, what are you doing?"
Hearing this, Zhao Yuzhen and Li Fansong were both stunned. Who else could call Zhao Yuzhen master!!
"Brother!!"
When Li Fansong heard this, he smiled and touched his head. It was not easy for him to reach his current state. It was all achieved through hard work.
Why are the apprentices I have accepted for the past two days so uneasy?
This is also the reason why Zhao Shouyi wants to curse. He has finally reached this point in practice, but he only sees these eight words. Moreover, the aura in his Zifu is extremely overbearing. It is completely impossible to transfer to any internal skills.
This cut off another path for him.
As soon as Zhao Shou looked at a line of words in the book, he almost cursed.
On the other side, on the Little Lotus Peak of Qingcheng Mountain, Zhao Shouyi scratched his head with some distress, "Infinite Heavenly Lord, is this Qingxuan Ancestor? It was good at the beginning, but if you insist on doing it like this, it's over, jump
Got into a trap!!”
"Brother!!"
Zhao Shouyi frowned and said uncertainly: "I'm not sure, it's very weird, hard to say."
"Master, this disciple is out of seclusion!"
Suddenly he frowned and said in a cold voice: "Who are you? It's not kind to ask for help!!"
A young man with great talent and jade bones walked out of a thatched cottage at the top of Little Lotus Peak.
When he goes down the mountain in the future, if he is beaten by someone, he will not be able to go down the mountain, but there will be no one to help him vent his anger.