The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and Ren Xiaofan stood there, his shoes completely covered.
squeak squeak...
His shoulders sank, Ren Xiaofan looked over and saw that the little white fox had already sat firmly on it.
"Hey... there were two of us when we came here, but when we went back we were alone." He sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand to stuff the little white fox into his clothes, and then turned around and left.
Because he was already approaching the top of Kuntian Mountain, Ren Xiaofan returned to the top of Kuntian Mountain after taking a recovery pill.
"Haha, how about it? It doesn't feel good to be separated from those close to you, right?" The old man seemed to have been waiting here for a long time. When he saw Ren Xiaofan arriving, he couldn't help but say with a smile.
Ren Xiaofan glanced at him and ignored him because he was in a bad mood. Instead, he walked to a place alone and sat up cross-legged to meditate.
His Tao Qi is now severely depleted, and no matter how good his physical condition is, he cannot withstand the devastation of dozens of degrees below zero.
Although the old man couldn't see Ren Xiaofan's situation at the moment, he didn't say anything more. Instead, he tiptoed and disappeared.
The dusty frosty moon is desolate and deserted. Except for the howling cold wind and heavy snowfall, Kuntian Mountain is completely peaceful.
In addition to the inside and outside of the old man's fairy mansion, it can be described as a bird that doesn't even bother to poop.
After staying for a long time, the old man not only taught Ren Xiaofan how to practice swordsmanship, but also talked to him about some of his own things.
For example, he had a grudge with the man named Duan Gujian.
It turned out that the old man's name was Lin Jiansheng, and he and Duan Gujian were brothers in the same sect. Because of their outstanding qualifications, they were both selected as candidates to succeed the sect leader.
Lin Jiansheng is the eldest brother, more mature and stable. Duan Gujian is suspicious and appears to be bold, but in fact is narrow-minded. Therefore, after the final decision of the elders, Lin Jiansheng finally became the leader.
Although Duan Gujian felt a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart, he did not show it. On the surface, he still said congratulations and congratulations to his senior brother.
Lin Jiansheng didn't think much about this. He just thought that his junior brother had changed his temper. But who would have thought that he became so angry that he secretly joined the demonic sect and eventually destroyed his original sect.
The elders in the sect retreated to protect the disciples, and all of them died. Even Lin Jiansheng was able to escape by relying on the elder who protected the mountain to self-destruct his source.
This was not over yet. In order to eliminate the root cause, Duan Gujian personally went to find the whereabouts of the injured Lin Jiansheng. In order to make the other party show up quickly, he did not hesitate to find Lin Jiansheng's sister who was far away in the world and blackmailed her.
After Lin Jiansheng learned about the situation, he immediately went to the agreed place mentioned by Duan Gujian.
Having said this, the old man paused and squinted his eyes for a long time before continuing.
Of course, he didn't mention the details, he just told the result: his sister died, and he was forced to swear an oath of heaven, never to seek revenge from Duan Gujian.
"Beast!" After listening to the old man's narration, Ren Xiaofan couldn't help but curse.
I thought I was still thinking about what kind of person this ancient sword is and what I should do if he is a good person, but now it sounds like I don't have to worry about this anymore.
After all, he had sworn an oath of heaven, and there was no need for him to make up a story for this purpose, so what the old man said was most likely true.
The old man didn't speak, he just looked in one direction and stood quietly.
I don't know how long it took before he turned around and said to Ren Xiaofan: "Continue to practice...
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)
."
After hearing the old man's deeds, Ren Xiaofan seemed to have thought of something, and he suddenly became more motivated to practice swordsmanship.
Even when the old man asked him to practice basic sword moves repeatedly, he never felt bored.
After practicing like this for a few days, the old man suddenly asked him to compete with him.
"Mr. Lin, are you kidding me?" Ren Xiaofan wondered if he had made a mistake. Apart from basic sword moves, he had never learned any other sword techniques.
However, Lin Jiansheng nodded firmly, "No."
He did not take out his long sword, but casually broke a branch from the tree in the cave.
"Let's get started."
Without giving Ren Xiaofan any more hesitation, as soon as Lin Jiansheng spoke, he had already stabbed out with a "sword".
He was very fast, but Ren Xiaofan's reaction was not slow either. He blocked the move with his sword.
Snap!
The wooden sword clashed with the tree branches, and even though Lin's sword had controlled his strength, it still made Ren Xiaofan's jaw go numb.
"Haha... Next, it won't be that simple." Lin Jiansheng sneered, and then the "sword" suddenly resembled raindrops in the wind, dense and fast.
Bang bang bang bang...
Some of them were blocked by Ren Xiaofan, but most of them still fell on Ren Xiaofan. He grimaced in pain. However, he gritted his teeth and did not cry out.
"Don't lose your bearings. After practicing basic sword moves for so many days, are they all in vain?" Lin Jiansheng said, but the movements in his hands did not mean to stop. Instead, he sped up a little bit more.
Bang bang, two more blows hit Ren Xiaofan. He immediately roared and suddenly swung his sword, forcing Lin Jiansheng back.
"Come again!" Ren Xiaofan's body was already covered with red marks, and some were even bleeding.
However, he ignored it and instead took the initiative to rush towards Lin Jiansheng.
"Hahaha, okay, this is the momentum!" Lin Jiansheng laughed and immediately started to attack.
The snapping sound echoed through the cave again, but if you listen carefully, you will find that the sound of branches hitting flesh is gradually decreasing, and most of them are the sounds of wood hitting each other.
People can't think in their hearts that I can't compare to the opponent, so they forget to attack or dare not attack. This will only put themselves in a passive defense.
Gradually, he was beaten more and more, and Ren Xiaofan also saw some tricks.
That is, even if I don't know swordsmanship, I can still effectively resist Lin Jiansheng's fast attacks. It's just because I don't have any rules or routines, so I will get hit from time to time.
However, as time went by, Ren Xiaofan gradually began to have his own rhythm, no longer always being "controlled" by the other party, and the number of beatings decreased again.
"Hmm... Not bad, not bad, that's it." Lin Jiansheng nodded with satisfaction, then forced Ren Xiaofan back with a sword, and casually took out an ancient book and threw it at him, "In one day, I will use this sword to move
Learn it, and I will test it when the time comes."
He said, turned around and left the cave.
Ren Xiaofan lowered his head and looked at it. On it was "Spring and Autumn Sword Technique" written in traditional Chinese characters.
After opening it, I found that the content inside was the same as "Jade Sky Sword Technique". They were all recorded sword moves and sword skills, not Taoist methods or spells.
He doesn't want to be beaten again in two days
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)
The injury was so miserable that Erhua started reading the exercises without saying a word, not even using Tao Qi to recover from the injury...
Time flew by again, and fifteen days had passed since Li Wanyan left.
In the past fifteen days, Ren Xiaofan had learned more than twenty books on different sword techniques, from one book a day at the beginning to one book a day at the end.
He also understood why the old man had always asked him to practice basic sword moves in the beginning. Because with the foundation and his photographic memory, he could really do it once as long as it was not a complicated sword technique.
"Mr. Lin, what swordsmanship are you learning today?"
This feeling of significantly improved strength made Ren Xiaofan feel happy. Basically, he would take the initiative to ask Lin Jiansheng to learn swordsmanship every day.
But today, Lin Jiansheng shook his head, "I won't learn swordsmanship today."
"Ah? If you don't learn swordsmanship, what can you learn? Is it Taoism?"
Lin Jiansheng still shook his head. He did not show off, but quickly said: "Sword power!"
Sword power, in Lin Jiansheng's words, is a kind of sword energy released by the swordsman with his sword.
This kind of sword energy is different from the one condensed by monks using Taoism. Instead, it is released purely by oneself without consuming Taoism. The power of the sword mainly depends on the talent of the swordsman and acquired factors. Effort is secondary.
To be honest, Ren Xiaofan was a little confused, but he understood one thing.
That is, no matter how good your Taoyuan qualifications are, it will not be of any help to you in practicing sword power.
"Practice more. If you want to kill Duan Gu Jian, you must at least have the power of the sword to my level."
Seeing that Ren Xiaofan had almost understood, Lin Jiansheng said something to Ren Xiaofan, then summoned his black sword, and then waved it lightly at a big tree in front of him.
Buzz!
Just like when they first met, he did not recite Taoism, nor did he move forward. He only heard the sound of a sword, and the big tree collapsed suddenly.
The broken parts were neat and clearly cut by sharp tools.
Although he had seen Lin Jiansheng smash his purple lin armor like this before, Ren Xiaofan was still shocked.
His position was at least two hundred meters away from the big tree, and because of the low temperature, the tree trunk was frozen hard, so it could be cut off easily.
Without relying on Tao Qi, let alone releasing Tao methods, you can release such sword Qi purely by relying on yourself. Is this the so-called sword power?
"Haha, don't use this expression. Although there are only a few swordsmen who have mastered sword power, your qualifications are pretty good, at least on par with mine." Lin Jiansheng was very satisfied with Ren Xiaofan's expression at this moment and couldn't help but start again. He swung his beard and started to "get mad".
Ren Xiaofan turned to look at him, "How many years has Mr. Lin been practicing?"
"Not much, just over seven hundred years."
Ren Xiaofan: "......"
Sword power cannot be practiced in a day or two. After practicing for a few days without making any progress, Ren Xiaofan no longer planned to stay here.
Calculating, more than twenty days have passed since I first accepted the mission. In the blink of an eye, it is late autumn and winter is about to enter.
The vacation that Xue Wanqing took for herself is about to end, and there is still about a month left.