Xintianyou was in a hurry to scare off the void, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Xiaolong is not only a divine soul, but also has energy, which is more powerful than the "holy fetus" of a real person.

But the giant shadow it had just conjured up had the form of a dragon, but no dragon power. For the time being, you can deceive the saints, and it is still a lot worse to make them bow down to their ears.

Besides, if you are offended by mortals, how can an immortal not give some color?

What's next?

Xintianyou remembered the first words engraved on the stone wall of the Purple Mansion by the mad Taoist, Yu Youlu was dull and liar, and people thought it was crazy...... I can't help but be amazed.

According to the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, more happiness is madness, and more anger is madness. It shows that in the eyes of others, the old man is a happy madman, not an angry neurotic.

In the classics of the Nanhai School, there must be a record of the temperament and behavior of the ancestors. So, how would he react when he was offended?

Nine times out of ten, they will laugh it off.

So, after a short silence, there was laughter on the "white jade pillar".

"Nanxing, come here."

The little kid was stunned for a moment and looked south. Seeing that his father's drooping fingers nodded, he immediately rushed forward with joy.

No way, the fist of the little god stick is not hard enough. On the edge of the bee needle, you can only convince people with virtue and continue to build momentum.

I chose Nanxing because children believe in magic the most and are more likely to become a breakthrough.

As for the Dao heart after the Fanzhou War, the realm fell and it was difficult to advance an inch, because he was frightened by that black cloud and fell into a psychological shadow. To solve this problem, it is not difficult to prescribe the right medicine.

A wonderful scene happened.

Nanxing ran to the beach, the big thorn stabbed more than the empty child, pinched a "Tai Chi Jue" with both hands, and looked up at the "white jade pillar" with his eyes.

Everyone saw him shrug his back and keep wiping his eyes with his sleeve. Later, he covered his mouth again, as if trying to hide his laughter, which was very strange.

The emptiness was only five steps away, and he tilted his head slightly to stare thoughtfully.

To solve the psychological problems of small children, it is useless to talk at length. The first is encouragement to restore his confidence. The second is empirical evidence, which allows him to see his own progress.

Xintianyou said dozens of sentences, and finally said:

“…… My old man gave you the elixir to increase your strength. Immediately challenge the old man next to him and win. ”

A black object flew out of the white mist and fell into the hands of Nanxing, who grabbed it and gnawed it.

The emptiness was evident, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he felt a stomachache.

Most people didn't know what was thrown out of the fog, but the cooks in the canteen, who were more than thirty paces away, stared at each other in surprise.

Tsk, how can that fairy thing look like a half-cut yam? Stir-fried, fried, and boiled soup are all excellent, and eating raw should be numb and spicy.

They have to chop hundreds of this thing every day, and they don't know where they are.

Xintianyou injected the remaining half of the yam after sticking his beard into energy, which was converted into aura and released. It can quickly lift people's spirits and replenish their true qi.

After eating, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and turned sideways.

When everyone saw this, they were taken aback.

His realm fell from the middle realm of enlightenment to the initial realm, which was originally not a matter, who didn't encounter a little stumbling in cultivation? But if the Taoist heart is dirty, it will be in big trouble. Doing things listlessly, the cultivation speed drops significantly.

And now, the child is radiant, and even his true qi has grown a lot.

Nanxing tightened his little face, respected his matter and bowed his hand to the empty man, and said:

"Grandpa Taishang, Master Zu ordered me to ask you for swordsmanship. You are big and I am small, you must lower the realm to the same, and you are not allowed to use spells and spells. ”

Others are afraid of emptiness, but he is not afraid, and when he was a child, he often rode on each other's shoulders and pulled his beard.

Nanwang only got such a precious son in middle age, and he has a rare talent, and he is pampered up and down on Luofu Island.

The empty man smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.

Xindao, the one on the sea really has a little bit of the ancestor's temper, and after being offended, it is not good to take action in person, so he called a child to come and teach a lesson. I want to see, just a few dozen breaths of sound transmission, Nanxing has changed a person?

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, I don't dare to interject, but my heart is very strange.

After Nanxing ate a suspicious yam, he was full of energy, but how could he be Elder Taishang's opponent?

Although the other party suppressed the realm and divine sense, he was a great monk who fused the fourfold body. The experience is still there, the speed of the ontological reaction is still there, and the comprehension of kendo can be compared with a brat?

Yun Fei stepped forward and handed over two peachwood swords. The two men were separated by five steps, standing opposite each other.

Nanxing stood upright with his sword in both hands and bowed.

The empty man held the peachwood sword behind his back, as if the annoyed teacher had hidden a ring ruler in his hand, and nodded in return.

This set of swordsmanship of the Nanhai Sect was taken from a sect that had perished, and it was originally created by a great Confucian. After hundreds of years of improvement, the Confucian meaning of "righteousness and peace" in swordsmanship and the Taoist meaning of "natural accessibility" are integrated, which is a compulsory course for every disciple.

After the two of them finished the ceremony, Nanxing leaned forward with his left foot, his eyes slightly closed, and the peachwood sword in his right hand slowly stabbed forward.

Yes......

What kind of name is this?

The crowd watching the battle rolled their eyes to the ground in amazement.

This trick "fairy guides", the posture is impeccable, how can the movements be surprisingly slow? Even if you do a demonstration, it's not so slow. Which bastard teacher taught him swordsmanship? Dizzy, isn't that our Great Elder?

An old voice came from the fog, asking:

"Do you feel it?"

Nanxing paused and replied:

"It's a little bit, it's getting stronger and stronger, but I still can't grasp it."

"It doesn't matter, you just follow this feeling and draw your sword."

Hearing the conversation in the clouds, not only did the miscellaneous disciples look at each other, but even a few elders also looked strange.

It seems that the "ancestral master" taught the Southern Star tactics, but what is the use of grinding the gun in battle with just a few words? If you really want to fight against people slowly, you have already poked out dozens of transparent holes.

The emptiness was solemn.

After he suppressed the realm, his perception of the outside world was reduced and he fell into a rather embarrassing situation.

Nanxing closed his eyes slightly, and stabbed his sword one by one. As a respected Elder Taishang, how can he be embarrassed to take advantage of his disciples? If you don't make a move, the sword will be stabbed sooner or later. If the tip of the sword breaks out when it is approaching, it is equivalent to the knife holding the neck, and no matter how delicate the response is, it will be too late.

Obviously feeling that there is something abnormal around him, he knows that the one on the sea is ghostly, but he can't release the realm to take a closer look.

There was no way, the void man took a step sideways, avoiding the point of the sword.

Unexpectedly, when he moved, Nanxing seemed to turn into a puppet with the mechanism activated, and it accelerated instantly.

Legend has it that Confucius went to see Lao Tzu and traveled to the shore of the Yellow River. Seeing the river surging and the turbid waves rolling, its momentum is like a thousand horses galloping, and its sound is like a tiger's roar and thunder.

The son said on the river, the deceased is like a husband.

The swordsmanship takes its meaning, and the name is "the water of the Yellow River". After it was unfolded, the sword momentum was surging, and the shadow of the sword was dense and longing, and it instantly submerged the Fusion Saint.