Chapter Seventy-Five: Cultivating the Sword Guard
The next day, Wai Feng calmed down from the turmoil of distributing pills, and there were many fewer disciples moving around than before. Maybe they are all in the process of cultivation, absorbing the Qi Condensing Pill to increase their cultivation.
Tang Tuyu got up early in the morning and hurriedly did his own thing, and then went into the house.
"I was busy healing my wounds after I came back yesterday, and it's time to watch "Imperial Arts" today." After thinking that he would soon be able to use the flying sword, his heart was shocked and excited. I couldn't wait to take it out of the storage bag, the book that I don't know how many times it had been turned over coldly.
Turned the first page of "Imperial Sword Technique" and printed it into Tang Tuyu's eyes. There was a rush of excitement in my heart. Sit down cross-legged and begin to read with relish, whether to raise your right hand and pinch the trick, close your eyes and think, or have a question on your face.
Time passed slowly, and at this time, Tang Tuyu closed the book, and the content in "Imperial Arts" had been deeply imprinted in his mind, and the spiritual consciousness was born during the Qi refining period, and he had the ability to never forget. Able to use psychic sense to imprint content into the mind.
Reaching out and patting the storage bag, the flying sword issued by the sect appeared in his hand. Tang Tuyu looked at it intently, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous. This was her first time flying a sword. Take a breath of turbid air and adjust your mind to the best. Spiritual consciousness burst out of his forehead and landed on the flying sword in front of him. A quick pinch of the right hand. "Up"
I saw that the flying sword in front of me slowly began to shake, floating crookedly from the ground. "It's really flying!" Tang Tuyu screamed excitedly, but at this moment, the flying sword fell to the ground with a "clang".
"Ah, this meditation and meditation," Tang Tuyu knew that Fang Cai was excited to make the flying sword that had just flew. "It will work." Tang Tuyu cheered himself up.
Again, the spiritual sense burst out of his forehead, wrapped in the flying sword, and the flying sword buzzed, slowly rising from the ground, floating in the air, looking full of spirituality. Tang Rabbit Feather tries to control the flying general forward. Seeing a slight sound of the flying sword, it rushed forward, Tang Tuyu was startled, and controlled the flying sword to turn, so that it did not hit the wall, otherwise her only room would be destroyed. With a sigh of relief, he reached out and patted his chest, and the aftermath was still shocked. If the house is really demolished, I will have to spend the night outside.
"I have to find a place where no one is, this room is too small, my control is not skilled, I can't really demolish the house, but where to go." After thinking about it for a long time, his eyes lit up. "Yes, there it is." Tang Tuyu thought of the place where he fought with Leng Yan, it was relatively remote, and few disciples from the outer peak went there, so it was a good place to practice.
A moment later, Tang Tuyu came to the place where he fought with Leng Yan yesterday, the sword marks on the ground and the broken trees that were affected were still there, lying quietly on the ground, Tang Tuyu couldn't help but sigh, the destructive power of cultivators is so strong. Wouldn't those peerless powerhouses have the ability to move mountains and reclaim the sea?
Shaking his head, putting aside his distracting thoughts, the flying sword appeared in the storage bag, and the spiritual sense was suddenly blessed, and the flying sword flew out quickly, and the speed was not much worse than yesterday's coldness. Sometimes the sword rushes forward, sometimes it pierces the sky, sometimes it shoots into the earth. White rainbows form in the air.
An hour later, Tang Tuyu felt that the spiritual sense in his mind was no longer enough to support the sword technique. At this time, the small lake in the sea seemed to be dry, and the five-colored true qi in the body was also exhausted. Tang Tuyu secretly sighed that his cultivation was too low. Retract your sword and look up at the sky, where the sun is about to set and night is about to cover the earth.
"It's not too early, and the spiritual sense is dry, and there is not much true qi left, so it's better to go back and recover first, and come back tomorrow."
The next day, Tang Rabbit Feather still came here, practicing swordsmanship, until his spiritual sense was dry and his true qi was insufficient. Cultivation and swordsmanship are growing steadily.
On this day, Tang Rabbit Feather came to the valley early, in the forest, manipulating the flying sword to constantly shuttle through the forest, the flying sword at this time can suddenly change direction, and the acceleration and Tang Rabbit Feather's first use of the sword technique are completely two levels. At this time, the sword technique has been understood by Tang Tuyu, if she is fighting with Zhao Shuilan at this time, Tang Tuyu can be sure that she only needs three moves to defeat Zhao Shuilan, even the coldness of the fifth layer of Qi training, she can also fight to a draw, it is an absolute tie, not a few days ago, a few moves that broke out to tie.
After a moment, he retracted his sword and turned to leave, and the seemingly weak shadow faded into the distance. The back is so moving.
Just after Tang Tuyu left, there was an extra middle-aged man here, and the middle-aged man seemed to appear out of thin air, as if he was already here, blending into the surrounding environment, making people feel that he was a part of heaven and earth. Mature face, dressed in a white robe, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist. There is not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on his body, as if he is a mortal, but the skin that is as delicate as a baby is incompatible with a mortal old man, and he is obviously a master of Taoism.
Looking at the direction in which Tang Tuyu was leaving, the man's eyes showed appreciation. "With such a strong spiritual sense, even if you can continue to practice the sword technique for an hour, it is already very good to be able to persist for half an hour with such a cultivation as a long. And what's going on with the five-colored true qi in the body, it seems to feel a breath of thunder, and it's weird and weird, it's really as perverted as Yeyu and Qingcang said. "Look at the direction in which Tang Tuyu left." I wondered why my disciples were all a bunch of perverted disciples," the man muttered to himself.
"Changtian, you old guy, you still don't like it after accepting such a good disciple, if you don't let me give it to me, I won't dislike it hahaha" A hearty laugh came, but there was a slight jealousy in his tone, but there was a mixture of appreciation.
I saw a flash of brilliance beside the middle-aged man, and an old man in a gray robe appeared, the old man did not have a beard, his skin was as delicate as a baby, and he had crane hair. The face is not angry and arrogant.
"I said, Qi Xinghai, you old immortal don't stay in Tianji Peak. I'm here to see my apprentice, what are you doing here? The middle-aged man in white spoke in a questioning tone, but there was a smile on his face.
"You're not going to die!" The old man in gray protested.
"After living for a thousand years, you are not old and immortal? Hahaha. ”
"Aren't you the same, as if you're young!"
"Hmph"
"Hmph"
Qi Xinghai and Feng Changtian each snorted lightly, turned their heads and didn't look at anyone, and then the two turned to look at each other, laughing. "Hahaha" laughter was like thunder in the sky, and the whole valley shook endlessly, and it could not be dispersed for a long time.
"Let's go, go to my Jianao Peak, I recently had a spiritual tea given to me by a friend of mine, give you a taste." Feng Changtian pulled Qi Xinghai and was about to leave.
Qi Xinghai hurriedly said: "This is what you said, don't feel distressed when the time comes." Hey. He looked at Feng Changtian with bad intentions.
Feng Changtian saw Qi Xinghai's smile, and felt that he had the feeling of luring a wolf into the room, and immediately said, "Oh, I still have something?" Next time, next time, hehe. He laughed dryly. The body turned into a long rainbow and headed in the direction of Jian Ao Peak.
"Changtian, you're cheating, wait for me to drink it today haha." Qi Xinghai's body instantly turned into a long rainbow and chased towards Feng Changtian.
The two disappeared over the woods.
These two people are Feng Changtian, the peak master of Jianao Peak, and Qi Xinghai, the peak master of Tianji Peak, (the master of the Xiaoyao Sword Pavilion), if the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sword Pavilion see the appearance of the two at this time, they must think that they are mistaken, which is the usual dignified Xiaoyao Sword Pavilion Yuanying Zhenjun.
It's just that no one saw this scene.