"Repentant?" Seeing that Zilong Zhenren had not come up with a sword technique for a long time, Fang Tian's eyes widened. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that Fang Tian had misunderstood, Zilong Zhenren also blushed, took out a yellowed ancient book from his arms and handed it to Fang Tian.

"Oh, take it, do you need to let Liu Gan give me some pointers?"

"No, no, don't you just learn swordsmanship!" Fang Tian stepped forward and stretched out his hand to take the sword spectrum handed over by Zilong Zhenren.

On the cover of the sword book, there are four traditional characters written on the Taishang Sword Technique. The cover skin is yellowed, and the edges are faintly whitish due to being read too much.

"Senior brother, is there a room for cultivation?" Holding the Taishang Sword Technique, Fang Tian raised his head and asked Zilong Zhenren.

"It's okay, you take back the room where you live temporarily to cultivate, if you don't understand something, you can come to me or find Liu Qian at any time. But you have to be careful when you look through this sword book. Zilong Zhenren instructed seriously, and Liu Gan on the side also nodded hurriedly.

"No, you misunderstood me. I mean, is there a suitable cultivation room near this Heavenly Treasure Hall? My wing is too far away. Fang Tian saw that Zilong Zhenren had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained.

Too far? Didn't you just say that you were a genius student? Why haven't you cultivated yet, so you count on me for guidance? Zilong Zhenren felt a scorn in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and then pointed to the apse of the Tianbao Hall and said, "There is a side room in the apse, you go there." ”

"Okay." Fang Tian took the sword book with an excited face, and walked towards the apse.

"You go and get your hands dirty." Zilong Zhenren said to Liu Gan on the side, with himself here, he doesn't need Liu Gan's guidance.

"Yes."

After Liu Qian left, Zilong Zhenren began to cultivate on his own, and he did not use immortal sense to observe Fang Tian in the apse.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon in the side room, Fang Tian turned over the Taishang Sword Technique, and turned a few pages at random, and the traditional Chinese characters throughout made him dizzy. Put the sword book on one hand, meditate in my heart, and an identical Taishang sword recipe instantly appeared on the other hand. Fang Tian smiled, put the original on the ground in front of him, held his breath and concentrated, got rid of distracting thoughts, and mobilized the natal immortal qi in his mind.

Give.....

The Taishang Sword Technique in his hand suddenly turned into a streamer of light and shot into his mind. The whole sword technique is completely imprinted into my mind, and it is completely integrated. In order to avoid going out too shocking now, Fang Tian decided to stay in this room for a while.

In his spare time, Fang Tian held his breath and condensed, sinking his mind into his mind, his mind was still the same, but the only thing that had changed was the natal immortal qi, the natal immortal qi that was originally the thickness of his fingers had unconsciously grown to the thickness of his arm, which was originally just a mist display, but now it has gradually condensed a little. Although the natal immortal qi is constantly growing, it still looks small under the entire starry sky.

If Zilong Zhenren knew the natal immortal qi in Fang Tian's mind, and now that he had the thickness of an arm, he would definitely be ashamed and embarrassed. Because this old Dao's natal immortal qi was only the thickness of a finger, although it was completely materialized, it was not like a semi-condensed mist like Fang Tian, but after all, it was something he had cultivated all his life. And when the Jade Emperor entered Fang Tian's mind, this natal immortal qi was just a trace of it. In other words, Fang Tian has only been in a few months, and he has almost caught up with the old Tao for a lifetime.

It seemed to feel Fang Tian's arrival, and the speed of the rotation of the natal immortal qi had accelerated, and he seemed to feel happy because of Fang Tian's arrival. Seeing the reaction of this immortal qi, Fang Tian was also happy, how could this be like seeing his original master, if he didn't know it in his heart, he really thought that this immortal qi was cultivated by himself.

Looking up at the starry sky, it seems that these stars are twinkling and twinkling just like the real thing. For this strange starry sky, Fang Tian didn't study it too much, even if he did, he couldn't find a reason. He was just curious if the same was true in other people's minds.

After staying in the house for about an hour, Fang Tiancai walked out of the house slowly, and when Fang Tian came out, Zilong Zhenren found out, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, this genius is really a genius, how long has it been.

"Senior brother." Fang Tian walked up to the Purple Dragon True Man and shouted honestly.

"Huh?" Zilong Zhenren opened his eyes and looked at Fang Tian in front of him, at this time, Fang Tian's face was already slightly red, and he seemed to be a little embarrassed.

"Is there something you don't understand?"

"It's not." Fang Tian shook his head.

"And what's the matter with you?"

Fang Tian handed the sword spectrum of the Taishang Sword Technique to the Zilong Zhenren.

"Huh? What do you mean? Repented? Zilong Zhenren frowned, and his face couldn't help but be a little ugly, it had only been more than an hour, and he had given up and regretted it?

"I've learned, and I'll ask my brother to start teaching the next one." Fang Tian hurriedly shook his head and said with a red face.

"Learned?" Zilong Zhenren seemed to have heard the funniest joke, and then his face sank, "Do you think Lao Dao's attitude towards you is too good?" How dare you tease the old way? ”

Seeing that Zilong really misunderstood, he was faintly angry. Fang Tian hurriedly smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I've really learned, senior brother." ”

"Hehe, okay, then you can give Lao Dao a complete rehearsal of this Taishang Sword Technique." Zilong Zhenren's face turned pale, and he stared at Fang Tian in disappointment.

It seemed that it was useless to just rely on it, Fang Tian could only nod helplessly, and placed the Taishang Sword Technique Sword Spectrum in his hand on the table next to him. Then he retreated to a slightly empty place, and with a stretch of his right hand, a long sword appeared in Fang Tian's hand.

Seeing Fang Tian conjure a long sword out of thin air, Zilong Zhenren couldn't help but shrink his pupils, this way of change was really magical.

According to what Fang Tian remembered in his mind, although it was the first drill, it was as if he had practiced thousands of times, so naturally it was so smooth. The sword is like a white snake spitting letters, hissing and breaking the wind, and like a swimming dragon shuttling, walking in all directions, sometimes light as a swallow, pointing the sword up, sometimes suddenly like lightning, and the fallen leaves collapse. The toes on the ground are light, the snow is tread without a trace, and the figure is already a thousand swords and swords.

Zilong Zhenren has become an immortal for many years, and it stands to reason that his heart should have been as calm as water, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his color remained unchanged, and the elk was happy on the left and his eyes were not instantaneous. But now he was dumbfounded, staring at Fang Tian dumbfounded.

Every move that Fang Tian danced had already been deeply imprinted in his heart, and sometimes he even felt that it was no longer Fang Tian who was dancing the sword in front of him, but the Supreme Patriarch who created this sword technique. Fang Tian even surpassed himself in the handling of some details.

Fang Tian naturally displayed the entire set of Taishang Sword Techniques, and when he performed it, he also faintly felt that this set of sword techniques was very suitable for him, and what was even more incredible was that at the same time, there was no need to deliberately mobilize at all, and the natal immortal qi in his mind would consciously separate a trace of it, attached to the sword body, the light and shadow flowed, and the cold light was shining.