The magic weapon is a weapon forged by a strong person in the divine realm and possesses the power to defy the heavens.
Among them, the flying sword, which is famous for its killing power, is extremely precious.
No one thought that the headmaster would be rewarded with the most precious flying sword for such a generous gesture. Leng Qingqiu's eyes were frozen there, unable to move anymore.
"This Feixue Sword is made of ten thousand years of black iron, and it matches your skills perfectly. Leng Qingqiu, please remember to take good care of her."
Chen Yuanxiang smiled and handed the flying sword to his eyes.
Leng Qingqiu seemed a little hesitant, but Tan Zhiruo grabbed it first and said with a smile: "I would like to thank the master on behalf of my junior sister."
"Let's stop this matter of Lin Wan'er. But if you two dare to cause trouble again, don't blame me for being rude."
Chen Yuanxiang's voice was stern, but there was a smile on her lips.
With Leng Qingqiu and Tan Zhiruo as the two great talents, she seems to have seen the rise of Yuskin Peak.
"Okay, let's go."
After a few symbolic reprimands, Chen Yuanxiang and several elders turned and left.
The other disciples congratulated a few times and slowly dispersed.
When the crowd around him dispersed, Leng Qingqiu finally couldn't help but ask: "Sister, you know that these six basic sword skills belong to Shen Chenfeng. But why did you lie and say that you got it from ancient inheritance?"
"You stupid girl, I'm doing this for your own good."
Tan Zhiruo suppressed his smile and said: "Shen Chenfeng is of low strength, but possesses peerless swordsmanship. If someone gets interested in him, do you think he can handle it? He is just a member of the Li family, and he already has too much to take care of himself. If someone else takes care of him again, , do you want him to die?"
"Of course not."
Leng Qingqiu shook his head and said hesitantly: "However, these six basic sword skills are indeed his. In order to protect him, I can lie. But I can never take this flying sword."
"you!"
Tan Zhiruo almost exploded with anger. Leng Qingqiu was extremely talented in cultivation, but he wasn't very good at being sociable.
Then she seemed to remember something, and with a sneer on her face, she said: "Flying swords are of course extremely precious. But you probably don't know, right? Shen Chenfeng is a master of alchemy and has a huge fortune. How can he care about your flying sword?" "
"What?"
"Master of Alchemy?"
Leng Qingqiu was shocked, and immediately looked at Tan Zhiruo with a puzzled expression on his face: "How did you know?"
Tan Zhiruo's expression changed slightly, knowing that he had spilled the beans, he quickly said: "I also heard about it by chance when I was passing by Xuantian City. Junior sister, I suddenly remembered that the clothes outside the hospital have not been packed away. Let's talk later."
Without waiting for Leng Qingqiu's reply, Tan Zhiruo left as if running away.
At the same time, inside Xuantian City.
In the Gale Palace, the light flashed, and waves of wild beast-like roars continued to be heard.
All the disciples who passed by had frightened eyes and were so frightened that they took a detour.
This scene lasted for a long time, the light slowly dissipated, and the roar of the beast gradually disappeared.
Shen Chenfeng opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were filled with light.
After three days of practice, his cultivation level has improved greatly and he has been promoted to the fifth level of the Spiritual Void Realm.
Moreover, he refined the dragon's corpse and cast a pair of reinforced iron bones. He also refined the roc's wings and cultivated to the fourth level of the Nine Saints' Body.
With only the physical body, he can run rampant in the spiritual realm.
If you use it with all your strength, you will still be able to fight even if you encounter a powerful person in the divine realm.
"Congratulations, master, for making a further step in your cultivation."
Zhang Ruoli took a step forward, his eyes filled with shock.
He has been practicing for decades and has experienced strong winds and waves, so he is well-informed. But he has never seen such a strange practice method by Shen Chenfeng.
Refining ancient holy beasts to strengthen your body.
Especially when Shen Chenfeng revealed the body of the Nine Saints, his ferocious appearance and ferocious aura were like a giant beast from the wild, making him breathless.
"The body is the foundation of a cultivator. The stronger the body, the more power it can carry and the more powerful it can be."
Shen Chenfeng slowly opened his eyes, and there was a heart-stopping power in his eyes, saying: "Although you went crazy in order to practice swordsmanship, you trained your whole body to be like sword energy. But by accident, you possessed the power of cultivation. The capital of Taisheng Sword Body."
"What is Taisheng Sword Body?"
Zhang Ruoli asked curiously with his eyes widened.
Shen Chenfeng was too lazy to talk nonsense, took out a book from the Ten Directions Ring, and threw it directly over.
Zhang Ruoli opened the book and his face immediately changed color.
The Taisheng Sword Body is an extremely powerful body-building secret technique.
If you want to develop this kind of physique, you must train your whole body to the point where it is like a sword, sharp and sharp. As the training deepens, it can be comparable to a magic weapon.
Every move he makes carries a strong sense of sword.
If you achieve great success in cultivation, you will be able to transform into the legendary Taisheng Sword, which can ignore all magical powers and cut down all the laws of heaven and earth.
With Zhang Ruoli's physique, he is indeed good at practicing this secret technique of body training.
But he was well aware of the value of this book. His hands were trembling and he couldn't believe it: "Master, is this body-building secret technique given to me?"
"Even though you are a sword slave, you are still too weak. If you cannot improve your strength quickly, you are not even worthy of carrying my shoes."
Shen Chenfeng looked cold, and took out the fourteen basic sword styles from the Ten Directions Ring, and said: "You have some talent in the way of swordsmanship. As for how much you can understand, it all depends on your own destiny."
"Thank you, Master."
Zhang Ruoli held up the fourteen basic sword skills and could not hide the excitement in his expression.
Everyone in the world knows that the sword is blocked and there is no way out.
But no one knows where the path of swordsmanship ends and where the road ends. Countless people study swordsmanship one after another, but fail without exception, and no one succeeds.
It wasn't until he watched these fourteen basic sword skills that Zhang Ruoli suddenly understood.
The problem is not with kendo, but with the lack of foundation.
No wonder there are so many talented swordsmen who have been studying hard for countless years but can't find the direction of swordsmanship.
It turns out that the foundation is unstable.
Now that he has these fourteen basic sword skills, Zhang Ruoli believes that he will be able to make breakthroughs in his sword skills.
"Go ahead."
Shen Chenfeng looked at Zhang Ruoli's worried expression, his expression full of sternness.
Zhang Ruoli's situation is not an individual's imagination.
There are many other obsessive sword cultivators like him in the world.
"Li Muyu, you are so cruel, you have ruined countless geniuses in my swordsmanship. If we meet again one day, I will definitely let you taste the majesty of my swordsmanship."
Shen Chenfeng clenched his fists suddenly, a stern look flashed in his eyes.
Just then, the wind chimes sounded loudly.
Shen Chenfeng waved his palm, and the door slowly opened. Immediately, a figure rushed in front of him like a whirlwind, and the sound was deafening.
"Damn it, Shen Chenfeng, I've only been in seclusion for a few days, why did you make so many big moves?"