On this day, Xie Lan continued to practice qi by the mountain spring, and suddenly felt that the aura was different, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was the ancestor who had arrived, and hurriedly got up and bowed: "Meet the ancestor." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Well, that's right, you are already practicing Qi now, I believe that you will be able to reach the foundation in a few years, with the realm of your current mid-stage Qi training, I believe that you don't need to deliberately cultivate, and the aura can flow slowly, so that you can also leave a lot of time, I will pass on your Qingxuan Sword Technique." However, you have to remember that in addition to absorbing spiritual power, cultivation is also very important, and you must also exercise diligently, this is your daily homework and Qingxuan Sword Technique, you can slowly comprehend it. After saying that, he turned into a phantom and disappeared with the wind. Suspended in front of Xie Lan's eyes were a jade slip and a bamboo sword.

Xie Lan looked happy, he could finally contact the sword technique, the immortal cultivator controlled the sword, a thousand miles a day, crisscrossing the sky, so unhappy, this has always been what he yearns for, and then look at the bamboo sword, the whole body is made of green bamboo, like jade and wood, the tentacles are warm, take a wave, it is extremely sharp, the thick tree with the mouth of the bowl can be broken at will, seeing this abnormal situation, of course the heart is overjoyed.

Sinking into the jade slip, the first thing that comes to mind is his daily homework, in the morning you need to practice qi on the top of the back mountain for two hours, and then you need to practice this sword technique, and in the afternoon, you need to go to a wine shop hundreds of miles away to buy a jar of bamboo leaves and send it to the bamboo house of the ancestor, and you are not allowed to use spiritual power. After browsing it roughly, Xie Lan began to carefully comprehend the sword technique, the Qingxuan sword technique can be passed on to ten thousand years, the natural power is extraordinary, its sword moves are extremely refined, there are only twenty-four styles, breaking through to different levels, there are different techniques, which can attract the power of the heavens, and can be used in the sword array.

Keeping those twenty-four moves in mind, he began to cultivate, the sword moves were easy and difficult, each move had a set of actions, and only the second move encountered a problem, either the spiritual power in the body was not smooth and the sword momentum was jerky, or the spiritual power was unsustainable, which caused the sword momentum to stop abruptly, but Xie Lan was not discouraged, and kept trying after careful thinking, immersed in it.

Unconsciously it was already afternoon, according to the instructions of the master, when he went to a wine shop a hundred miles away to drink, Xie Lan suddenly thought that he was not entangled, and after a little thought, he disappeared into the mountains and forests.

About an hour later, a wine shop appeared in sight, Xie Lan looked at it, although the wine shop was not big, it was full of wine fragrance, strong but not dispersed, there were two people in the store, an old man about fifty years old, amiable, so that Xie Lan couldn't help but think of his family; There is also a five or six-year-old girl, staring at Xie Lan without blinking with big watery eyes, very cute, Xie Lan smiled secretly, and chatted with the old man, the old man and the little girl depend on each other, because the ancestral craft opened a wine shop here, there are some tourists and some people from the rivers and lakes on weekdays, although it is far away from the town, the days are a little hard, but it is barely possible, and there should be a certain amount of hardship if you want to settle down here, the old man's name is Tian Linyuan, granddaughter Tian Cuier, of course, Xie Lan also briefly talked about his own situation, his parents died early, the master brought him up, the master is a martial arts person, tired of the vendetta of the rivers and lakes, came to live in seclusion in the mountains not far from here, I heard that the master had come to Uncle Tian's wine shop, and he never forgot the bamboo leaf green here, so he came to change the altar, and his master was very addicted to alcohol, and he could drink it in one day, and he would trouble Uncle Tian and so on in the future.

In this way, after a few months, in the morning to practice qi and sword cultivation, in the afternoon to the wine shop to get some pheasants and hares for wine, by the way to help Uncle Tian do some housework, on weekdays Uncle Tian and Xiao Cuier are reluctant to eat meat, the chickens raised at home are prepared for guests, since Xie Lan came, life is obviously much better, Xie Lan also followed Uncle Tian to learn cooking, and also taught Xiao Cuier to read and practice martial arts, like a family. And the Qingxuan Sword Technique has also made great progress, and he is basically proficient in the twenty-four forms, but he is inevitably a little frustrated when he can't perform the Red Thunder Fu in his Qi refining period, but he thinks that the cultivation time is still short, and he is not too discouraged, so he works harder and harder.

On this day, as usual, Xie Lan put the wine jar in front of the ancestor's small bamboo house, and suddenly heard a squeak, and the bamboo door slowly opened, "Meet the ancestor." "Get up, it's hard for you. You're optimistic. Xie Lan was in a trance for a while, showing a person and a sword in his mind, only to see the human sword flying, but it was not the Qingxuan twenty-four style, over and over again, or chic and elegant, or weird and strange, or violent and abnormal, each time there was a different style, and then the words of the ancestor came to his ears: The direction points to you, but the road is to go by yourself, I think you predecessors, have created their own exercises, such as the Yellow Wind Escape, Taiyan Sword Formation, etc., I won't say more, I have the opportunity to take you to Canglang Cave to have a look, but if you want to go your own way, You must be familiar with the basic swordsmanship, you are just proficient, you just want to use the Red Thunder Fu, it's not enough, that's it, you think about what to do yourself.

The bamboo door slowly closed, and the wine jar was gone, leaving Xie Lan standing silently......