Old Man Xiao's sword light was as fast as lightning, as if a green thunder had exploded in the void. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A blue light flashed in front of Wang Anyuan's eyes, and before his brain could react, he saw a small pale blue flying sword hovering three inches in front of his forehead. The sharp aura exuded from it stimulated the eyebrows to tingle.

For a moment, he almost thought he was going to die.

"Your sense of fighting is too poor. No, you don't have the slightest experience with people and swords. Xiao Lao shook his head, and with a move of his right hand, the flying sword flew back into his hand.

"The fighting method is based on the three factors of cultivation, spells and magic weapons. Cultivation and spells look at your usual hard work. The magic weapon is purely with the power of external objects.

With a good magic weapon, a monk who has only practiced for a few decades can easily slash a hundred-year-old demon under a horse. This shows how important a powerful magic weapon is to the monks.

The most common of the magic weapons is the flying sword. Because the flying sword is the most powerful and the attack is the sharpest, of course, the higher the requirements for the monks. ”

Xiao Lao looked at Wang Anyuan, who was dazed, and said carefully.

"You have a good flying sword, but you don't deserve it at all. ”

Wang Anyuan was a little ashamed when he heard this. The Qingping Sword is made of immortal materials and refined by immortals, and countless people can't ask for it but it is dusty in his hands.

"The first point of Edgeworth's art is 'fast'. The flying sword belongs to gold, and the gold is killed. It's like the sword I just fired at you, if I were to actually strike. Before you could see my sword light, your head was already on the ground. ”

Xiao Lao said to Wang Anyuan: "In this way, you can send me a sword to try." ”

Wang Anyuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded. He straightened up, opened his mouth and spit out the Qingping Sword, his eyebrows furrowed, and a pale golden sword light flew towards Xiao Lao.

"Bang. Before the Qingping Sword flew in front of Xiao Lao, it was already stopped by another blue light. The two swords clashed, Wang Anyuan's head sank intuitively, and the Qingping sword flew out diagonally and fell to the ground.

"It's too slow. Xiao Lao shook his head, "Your speed is like a turtle crawling, and you have already been seen and beaten before you fly in front of the enemy, even if the flying sword is strong and sharp." ”

Wang Anyuan's face turned red, and he bowed his head and asked for advice: "Ask the seniors to teach me." ”

"The Imperial Envoy Flying Sword relies on the power of divine consciousness, and the stronger the power of divine consciousness, the faster and more powerful the flying sword. In fact, your divine sense is very strong, but it is as loose as sand, and it has not realized any of its potential. ”

Xiao Lao said, with a wave of his big hand, a black iron block half high and half wide suddenly appeared in front of Wang Anyuan.

"Come, try to lift this piece of dark iron with your divine sense. ”

Is it possible to use his divine sense to lift this piece of black iron up? Wang Anyuan looked at the shallow marks that were pressed out under the iron block, and was secretly speechless.

Wang Anyuan took a deep breath, and the divine consciousness in his mind flowed out of his forehead like a tide, slowly wrapping around the iron block.

The invisible and qualitative power that could be clearly sensed by Wang Anyuan wrapped the iron layer after layer, and Wang Anyuan specially padded some more underneath.

"From. Wang Anyuan let out a low sigh and exerted his strength violently, but the original layers of divine consciousness brushed through the iron and made his force empty all of a sudden.

Again. Wang Anyuan did not give up, his sword eyebrows were furrowed, his facial features were gathered together, and his face was red as constipation. But no matter how hard he tried, his consciousness always dissipated at once, and the iron remained unmoving.

It's like transporting bricks with paper towels and being torn apart in an instant, how can you lift such a heavy piece of iron out of thin air?

"Old-timer, I can't do it. Wang Anyuan finally gave up in frustration.

Xiao Lao glanced at him and said lightly: "Look at it." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw the black black iron on the ground floating lightly like a marshmallow, floating higher and higher, and finally stopped at a height of more than a meter above Wang Anyuan's head, spinning and undulating, so unhappy.

Wang Anyuan watched the hundreds of kilograms of large pieces of iron spin around above his head, and his heart was up and down, lest Xiao Lao accidentally miss and let the iron fall down. Wouldn't you be stoned to death in that way?

He turned his head to look at Xiao Lao, but Xiao Lao looked calm and leisurely, how could he feel a little tired.

"Actually, with your divine sense, it's easy to move this piece of dark iron. It's just that you don't know how to use it. Xiao Lao said to Wang Anyuan while dancing the black iron block.

"The power of divine consciousness is one of the most powerful means of a monk. Among the cubs in the Abilities Department next door are people with powers like ours. They call it telekinesis or spiritual power, and some of them drill very deep into this path, and play with the power of divine consciousness. They can do things that exceed the upper limit of their strength several times through their mental power, and that is close to skill. ”

Xiao Lao looked at Wang Anyuan's eyes and said seriously: "Your current divine thoughts are like water, they will be scattered as soon as you grab them, you have to try to condense it into ice, then we can proceed to the next tutorial of the sword technique." ”

Wang Anyuan nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Senior, what should I do?"

"Two words, 'visualize'. Xiao Lao pointed to the black iron block on top of his head and explained, "For example, if you want to lift this piece of black iron, you can visualize a few thick and tough ropes and lift it, or visualize a big hand and gently pinch it. In short, if you want to do anything with the power of your divine sense, visualize whatever means. As for your usual practice, you can first construct something in reality in the sea of knowledge, and try to restore every detail of it. In this way, it can also achieve the effect of condensing the consciousness. ”

"A thing in reality?" Wang Anyuan frowned.

"Ahh Xiao Lao pointed to the Qingping Sword on the ground, "Your flying sword is fine, and visualizing the flying sword will also help you to formally learn the imperial sword technique in the future." ”

Qingping Sword. Wang Anyuan thought silently in his heart, stretched out his hand, and the Qingping Sword flew back into his hand like a milk swallow returning to the nest, and he couldn't help but look down carefully.

"That's almost all for today, I'll send someone to your lodgings later. You practice well when you go back, when you can float it half a meter in the air, come back to me, and I'll teach you the rest. ”

Xiao Lao put his hands behind his back, looked at Wang Anyuan with a smile, and began to issue an eviction order.

"Understood, thank you for your advice. Wang Anyuan bowed very solemnly, he learned so much today, and it was also very helpful to him. His heart was full of gratitude and respect for the Kyushu veteran in front of him who did not know his name.

Wang Anyuan wanted to leave after greeting Old Man Xiao, but he turned around and didn't take two steps, Old Man Xiao suddenly stopped him.

"What else do the old-timers have to say?"

Xiao Lao looked at Wang Anyuan seriously and said, "Don't call me an old-timer in the future, call me Xiao Lao." And if someone asks about this, you will say that you learned swords from Xiao Qingyan. ”