After about half a burnt of incense, the old man finally finished the drill. The knife style can be described as extremely elegant, chic and graceful. The knife technique is even more mysterious and unpredictable, and at the same time it is fierce and fast.

As the saying goes: "The sword is light and agile, and the sword is heavy." ”

However, this set of knife techniques is not only unpredictable and free, but its fluency is like a dragon in the clouds, without losing the word "lightness" in the swordsmanship. At the same time, when each knife was struck, several knife qi burst out, and the knife was fierce and fast, but it was not heavy at all.

Jiang Han didn't know the ancient martial arts at all, so naturally he couldn't see the subtlety of this sword technique. If Nangong or an ancient martial arts master next to him saw this set of sword techniques, they would definitely be amazed.

"Do you see clearly?" the old man said indifferently, as he put away the knife.

Jiang Han shook his head in confusion.

Seeing this, the old man sighed helplessly, threw the knife directly to Jiang Han, and said, "You rehearse it and remember as much as you want." ”

Jiang Han took the knife and had to practice hard.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Han thought that he didn't remember much, but those knife styles involuntarily poured out. The old man of the fairy wind and bones was stunned, and secretly marveled that this son was a genius in the sword realm!

After a set of knife exercises, Jiang Han was already sweating profusely. His physical fitness has been trained by the old chef, and he runs 80 kilometers a day, but he almost didn't finish this set of knife techniques.

"Boy, not bad, good, really good. The old man praised again and again.

"Thank you for the compliment. Jiang Han grinned.

The old man stroked his flowing white beard and commented: "The strength is amazing, the talent is excellent, and the physical strength is also good, but the body method is not a little interesting." ”

Since he was a child, Jiang Han has always been a scumbag, and few people praise himself like this except for cooking. For a while, Jiang Han was a little embarrassed.

"But it doesn't matter, after the mental study is completed, it becomes its own law. The old man said with a smile.

"You want to teach me sword techniques?" Jiang Han said in surprise.

"Not bad. ”

Jiang Han asked, "Who are you sacred?"

"Insignificant, insignificant. The old man said leisurely.

"You just have to tell me if you're willing to learn. The old man said bluntly.

Jiang Han touched his chin and thought for a while, thinking that he had now embarked on the road of cultivating truth. The exercises have the micro-mystical scriptures taught by the old kitchen god, and now there is a lack of martial arts. And his hands are already stained with Yuan's blood, so it is better to go to the dark on the road of cultivation, and at the same time commit adultery.

Seeing that Jiang Han was silent, the old man couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and said impatiently: "How are you thinking?" ”

The old man's sword technique can be described as extremely exquisite and amazing in this world, and Jiang Han will hesitate!

Jiang Han shook his head and looked at the old man, and replied, "Learn!"

Hearing this, the old man stroked his beard quite proudly, as if he was a master outside the world, and said in a deep voice: "This set of knife techniques is called the Jade Phantom Knife, also known as the Phantom Knife. ”

"Jade Phantom Knife, Phantom Knife. Jiang Han muttered.

"Do you know the blade in your hand?" asked the old man.

Jiang Han looked down at the blade in his hand and said, "Tang Dao." ”

A chuckle appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, I don't know if it was a real smile or a sneer, "Let's tell you about it." ”

"The Tang knife is the general name of the four saber systems in the Sui and Tang dynasties, and the handle in your hand is a Tang horizontal knife from a top craftsman. The blade is straight and the craftsmanship is exquisite. The blade has a narrow edge, high hardness, and strong toughness, and it is by emulating this that Toei forged the so-called katana. The Tang knife has a hard edge and can break through armor to open up mountains. The blade is narrow, and it can be changed. ”

Jiang Han was fascinated by what he heard, and he never thought that the so-called Tang Dao would have such a statement. No wonder there is both the transformation of the sword and the domineering of the sword.

"This seat is now passing on your magic sword heart method, concentrate your mind, and don't be distracted. The old man said in a deep voice.

Suddenly, Jiang Han only felt a large number of difficult and obscure golden words surging towards his mind. Jiang Han couldn't watch it carefully, and he was bent on memorizing it all. With the help of divine blood, Jiang Han's spiritual wisdom has long surpassed ordinary people, and it is not enough for him to never forget it.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Han finally memorized all the magic knife heart methods. When the old man passed on his skills, he was also surprised to find that this ordinary young man in front of him had the ability to never forget, and he couldn't help but feel that the peerless martial arts finally had a good successor.

After passing the exercises, the old man sat down, "You can write down the magic knife heart method, and all the moves are recorded on the hilt, and you will practice it by yourself after you wake up." ”

"Wake up?" Jiang Han was a little confused for a while, and said suspiciously: "Am I in a dream?"

"Not bad!" the old man nodded.

Hearing this, Jiang Han didn't hesitate, and directly slapped himself, muttering, "It really doesn't hurt." ”

Jiang Han's actions made the old man blush, thinking about how to find such a stupid apprentice.

"What's going on?" Jiang Han asked in surprise.

The old man stomped on the auspicious clouds under his feet, and said leisurely: "You and I are separated from each other, and you must use dreams to pass on your martial arts." ”

"Boundary?" Jiang Han muttered suspiciously, asking, "What do you mean?"

The old man sighed lightly, waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." ”

"Then why do you want to pass on my martial arts?" Jiang Han thought he was mediocre, and there was no shining point on his body.

The old man chuckled and said, "Fate." ”

"Can you be specific?" Jiang Han asked tentatively.

The old man brushed his shirt and said with a smile: "You learn quickly, and I will tell you about the time saved." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Han suddenly turned into a melon-eating crowd and sat cross-legged on top of the auspicious clouds under his feet.

"The Tang sword began in the Tang Dynasty more than 1,000 years ago, and when it came out, it showed amazing combat power on the battlefield. I love this Tang knife too much, and I am determined to retreat and study a martial art exclusive to Tang Dao. The hard work paid off, and this retreat for 600 years finally cultivated this magic knife. ”

"Six Hundred Years !!"

Hearing such terrifying numbers, Jiang Han couldn't help but exclaim.

"Who the hell are you?" Jiang Han pointed at the old man, his eyes still full of panic.

How could a mortal body have six hundred years of time, how could Jiang Han not be afraid?

The old man glanced at him contemptuously and shouted, "Little doll, what are you panicking about!"

"Who the hell are you?" Jiang Han's voice trembled a little.

Seeing Jiang Han so panicked, the old man looked down on him a little, and muttered: "The talent is not bad, but I haven't seen much of the world, and I have shortcomings and courage." ”