"It's a different way. It can transform Tao Qi into form without communicating with heaven and earth, and its power is not bad."
Looking at the sword of Tao Qi condensed in Ren Xiaofan's hand, the man was quite satisfied. But the next moment he frowned, "But the release speed of your move is too slow. If you keep doing this and can't improve...it's true."
It’s tasteless...”
The time it takes for a monk to use talismans to communicate with heaven and earth and condense Taoism generally does not exceed five seconds. After Ren Xiaofan practiced more, the speed of the sword to condense Taoism has also increased from a few minutes to more than ten seconds now.
But even so, the speed is still slow and not very practical.
Ren Xiaofan looked bitter, "Master, my disciple also wants to use this move quickly, but... it's really inconvenient here. How about you... teach me another move?"
Although practicing here can calm down and reach the peak state, the main consciousness is not an entity after all, and practicing such a spell that requires experimentation is still somewhat lacking.
"You are really greedy. I gave you this dojo as a gift, but you still want me to teach you Taoism?"
Even though he said this, there was a smile in the man's eyes.
Ren Xiaofan watched the words and knew there was something going on, so he hurriedly added: "Young man studied under the Yin-Yang Sect and learned your skills from the ancestor, won't you also make the Yin-Yang Sect look good after you go out?"
"Well, what I said is true. No matter what, you are my disciple and grandson..."
Although the man wanted to teach Ren Xiaofan some tricks, he couldn't act like he was too eager to catch up. Ren Xiaofan's words just hit the target, so he stretched out his hand hidden in the sleeves of his Chinese clothes and said, "That's fine.
Then I will help you perfect this move."
"Hey, thank you so much, Grandmaster..."
The secret realm of the Ren family.
Ren Lingtian is practicing in a dojo, surrounded by birds and flowers, and the scenery is pleasant...
At a certain moment, a layer of pale white Tao Qi suddenly spread from his body to the surroundings, and finally condensed into a dragon shadow surrounding him.
"Yunlong Tao Qi, ride the wind!" Suddenly he shouted loudly, and the dragon shadow instantly carried him and flew into the air... turning and jumping at an extremely fast speed.
"Yunlong's magical power, transforming into a sword!"
As he gave another command, the dragon shadow suddenly turned into thousands of sword lights and rushed straight into the clouds ahead.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!
In an instant, the clouds were like paper, being punched through countless holes.
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But this wasn't over yet, Ren Lingtian was seen changing spells in his hand again, and the sword light that rushed out immediately turned back, smashing the clouds into pieces in a moment.
"receive!"
After cutting off all the clouds, Ren Lingcai cast a spell to re-condensate the sword light into a dragon shadow, and sent himself back to the surface.
"Hahaha, okay. Ling Tian, you are becoming more and more proficient in the Yunlong Divine Art."
As soon as he landed, a middle-aged man with mixed black and white hair suddenly walked over with a big smile.
"Master of the house."
After seeing the visitor, Ren Lingtian bowed respectfully.
"Well, get up."
The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, indicating that he didn't need to be polite, and then asked: "Ling Tian, what level have you reached in your Yunlong Divine Skill?"
"Okay, great! You are the first person to practice Yunlong Divine Skill to the fourth level after our ancestor ascended. It seems that we have no need to prepare for the third level..." The middle-aged man was a little excited.
Over the years, although the Ren family has numerous talents, none of them have mastered the Yunlong Divine Skill to such a high level.
"Master, please rest assured, Ling Tian will definitely take down that villain!" A cold light flashed in Ren Lingtian's eyes.
Not only did it help him improve the speed at which the Dao Qi Sword condenses, it also made it more "sword-like".
It is as thin as cicada wings and crystal clear, and looks like red agate.
However, this can only be seen but not touched.
Therefore, it seems to be in a static state, but in fact it is an illusion caused by the flow of Tao Qi reaching a certain speed.
If anyone touches it without knowing clearly, both the blade and the body will be shattered into pieces in an instant.
"Thank you, Patriarch. I will definitely revitalize the Yin and Yang Sect after my disciples leave."
After taking back the Dao Qi Sword, Ren Xiaofan said to the man respectfully.
If the Patriarch is good to him, he can't help but express it at all. Revitalizing the Yin and Yang Sect and returning it to the peak of the Tao Sect is the greatest reward.
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After hearing this, the man smiled bitterly and said: "Your destiny is over, and you can't force it. Boy, you'd better improve your strength quickly, because there isn't much time for you to grow..."
"What's the meaning?"
Ren Xiaofan was stunned, but the man didn't explain anything to him.
The next moment, his consciousness disappeared and was sent back to his body...
Ren Xiaofan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes and then sat up suddenly.
Why does this grandmaster still like to whet his appetite... He said he would send it back to you.
"Brother Xiaofan!"
At this time, Li Wanyan was leaning on the sofa with the weak Xue Wanqing, watching an idol drama, and was shocked when she saw Ren Xiaofan suddenly bouncing up from the bed like a zombie.
"Xiao...Fan..."
And Xue Wanqing also cried out worriedly.
As for Ren Yaxuan, she was cooking chicken soup in a big pot outside at the moment. After hearing the noise from the house, she quickly entered the house and asked, "Xiaofan, are you awake?"
"Uh... what are you..." Ren Xiaofan looked at the three of them, but for a moment he didn't realize what the situation was at this moment...
The futons and incense burners in the main hall were destroyed, and the statue of Donghuang Patriarch was also missing a corner. This needs to be explained clearly.
Ren Xiaofan didn't hide anything. Apart from dragging his master into a dream to preach, he told the truth, and it was nothing.
As for why they fainted, the three women were all cultivators, so Ren Xiaofan could understand even without telling them.
It's nothing more than being blamed by the ancestor and then being punished.
"Senior sister, how are you? Is this inheritance going well?"
After explaining his own affairs, Ren Xiaofan quickly asked about Xue Wanqing.
He could tell that Xue Wanqing was a little weak at this time, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"Don't worry, Wanqing is fine..."
Xue Wanqing didn't have the energy to say too much, so Ren Yaxuan told Ren Xiaofan the details of the incident.
When he heard that Hu Shuangyue and Shangguan Shanyue had also come out to help on the way, Ren Xiaofan glanced at Xue Wanqing with a guilty conscience, but the latter was leaning on Li Wanyan with his eyes closed to rest, and it seemed, as if, he didn't care.