As soon as there was a hint of fish belly white in the sky, countless chirping birds had already resounded above the Sword Peak.

Some of the young disciples of the Sword Sect began to wake up in the haze, and if they did not actively participate in the daily morning exercises, they were very likely to be dismissed by the Sword Sect, even if they were not dismissed, they were discovered by the patrolling elders, and a light corporal punishment was indispensable.

It is not without reason that the Shushan Sword Sect has been able to hold the reputation of the first sect in the earth's rivers and lakes for hundreds of years. Systematic, rigorous training, and careful guidance from legendary powerhouses, this kind of high-quality treatment is something that many giants can't easily do.

The wealthy families are linked together by blood, but they are even less humane than the people in the sect.

As soon as the sun showed a small head, Li Taibai slowly opened his slightly confused eyes and stared at the unfamiliar ceiling with a murmur.

The godless pupils regained their vitality after a while, and he turned his head slightly to look at Nangong Fan, who had been meditating on the ground on his knees all night, with a hint of smile and warmth in his eyes.

Li Taibai gently got up from the bed and looked at the hazy sky through the slightly open window of the wooden house.

Nangong Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the cold ground, trembled lightly in his ears, even if Li Taibai's movement was very small, Nangong Fan's ear power could hear it very clearly, he opened his eyes gently, the divine light flashed in his eyes, and an abundant aura gushed out of his body, and it was fleeting, obviously Nangong Fan had been practicing like this all night yesterday.

"Senior brother, I drank too much yesterday, why don't you sleep more? It's just starting to light up this day!" Nangong Fan rubbed his slightly numb legs, and stood up straight for a while.

The aura in the small courtyard in the back mountain is not abundant, and it is only relatively speaking, this place is extremely satisfactory to Nangong Fan, and it is a little more abundant than any place he has ever been.

Li Taibai sorted out the wrinkled clothes on his body, "I am an orphan who was picked up by the old master, I have been living in the Shushan Sword Sect, and I have been practicing in the morning since I was a child, and I am used to it." ”

"No wonder Senior Brother's swordsmanship is so strong, it turns out that he has been living in the Sword Sect. Nangong Fan sincerely admired, Li Taibai was able to defeat Li Zhen against the sky by relying on his peerless swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship, even if many of the older generation of powerhouses were only a little more experienced than Li Taibai, and there was a little less real sword rhyme.

Li Taibai's sword is as smooth as nature, and every move and style is secretly in line with heaven's will, which may be the main reason why the senior brother can comprehend the law and make a breakthrough. Nangong Fan couldn't help but think, but he didn't know, what was the law that Senior Brother comprehended?

At this time, Nangong Fan faintly heard a slight sound of opening the door from the main house, and Jian Lao was about to go out to clean the fallen leaves in Shu Mountain.

"I'll go sweeping the floor with you today. Li Taibai sat on the wooden bed, his face was indifferent, and a fragrance wafted from his body to Nangong Fan's mouth and nose, dispelling the fatigue of sitting all night.

"Senior brother, this is not necessary, is it? I'm not a child anymore. Nangong Fan was a little embarrassed, "You should also have a lot of things to do, right?"

"It's okay, it just so happens that there is something I don't understand again, go and see Jian Lao sweeping the floor, maybe you can understand. Li Taibai said and stepped out from the side of the bed, carrying his hands behind his back, wrapped in fragrance, and walked towards the door.

Nangong Fan shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and did not object, and followed Li Taibai's steps out of the hut, no matter what, after today, he can understand that this crazy old man is not as amazing as his senior brother said.

Jian Lao stood alone in the middle of the small courtyard, holding the wine cup he had snatched yesterday in his hand, dancing blindly with the wine cup, his chapped lips kept opening non-stop, and he muttered some words that Nangong Fan couldn't understand, as if someone Nangong Fan couldn't see had been communicating with him, which made Nangong Fan's vest can't help but feel a chill.

Li Taibai walked behind Jian Lao with an indifferent face, he had long been accustomed to the chattering style of the old sword god, and he was no longer surprised by this, if Jian Lao was alive and kicking like an ordinary person one day, he would be surprised.

Jian Lao was jumping around in the small courtyard, as if he was moving his muscles and bones, and as if he was holding some kind of mysterious ritual.

Nangong Fan's faint spiritual sense faintly felt that there was a magical power in the center of Jian Lao's activities, but he had never seen it, infiltrating a trace of it, melting into the air and melting into the bodies of the three people, Nangong Fan couldn't help but feel that his body was light, and in an instant, it was like seeing the vague lines of green bamboo on the top of the mountain, this strange feeling was almost fleeting, making people wonder if it was an illusion.

Nangong Fan's face flashed with astonishment, and he began to doubt himself again, so he had to follow behind Li Taibai step by step.

Li Taibai followed closely behind Jian Lao, who had set out from the courtyard, and headed in the direction of the bluestone road up the mountain.

When stepping into the dense attic group of disciples, you can faintly hear the sound of the disciples living in the attic getting up and washing, and the disciples of the Sword Sect have to practice in the morning every day, not to mention the smell of chickens and dancing, it is not far behind.

The entire Sword Sect is full of youth and positive vitality, and perhaps the only lifeless thing on the Sword Peak is the small courtyard in the back mountain that no one cares about.

Nangong Fan watched Li Taibai and Jian Lao each pick up a broom made of bamboo sticks leaning on a giant tree at the starting point of the bluestone road, Nangong Fan also took a broom in his hand, his right hand couldn't help but sink, and he almost didn't hold it steady with a negligence, fortunately, Nangong Fan cultivated individually, otherwise he would lose face and lose Dafa, which made Nangong Fan's face blush slightly.

"Senior brother, this broom is a bit heavy!" Nangong Fan quickly rushed to Li Taibai's side, playing with the delicate broom in his hand, and actually felt like he was carrying a black dragon sword.

"There are many sword bamboos in Shushan, these bamboos are watered by the aura, each of them is beautiful and straight, many people in the sword sect use these bamboos to make bamboo swords for ordinary comparisons, and you can also use the broom as a sword. Li Taibai replied softly.

Nangong Fan glanced at the straight sword bamboos standing on the side of the road slightly, and nodded lightly.

It was still early at this time, and there were only three people slowly climbing up on the quiet stone road, listening to the unreal singing of the sword elder who was sometimes crazy, and walked farther and higher.

Jian Lao turned straight into the depths of the dense forest on a tiny platform, which made Nangong Fan slightly surprised, where did this sweeping sweep go?

"Jian Lao sweeps the floor like this, and finding a random place to sweep is not necessarily a road that is often taken. Li Taibai calmly followed Jian Lao into the bamboo forest, and dutifully answered in Nangong Fan's ear, "What's more, in this place with abundant aura, there is no dust, and some fallen leaves are swept together." ”

Walking through this small dense forest, it was a slightly empty and flat dirt floor, and it was littered with palm-sized leaves that shimmered blue-green glow.

The old sword man hummed a cheerful ballad in his mouth, his wrist flicked slightly, and the broom turned into countless afterimages, outlining traces of the Dao in the void.

Nangong Fan saw that within half a meter of the position where Jian Lao was standing, all the fallen leaves gathered together in an instant, but there was not the slightest ripple half a meter away.

Nangong Fan's pupils were filled with disbelief, there was no fluctuation of aura, he didn't use much strength, he simply drove the broom with his wrist, and swept this half-meter range with unparalleled speed, and there was not even extra wind, causing the fallen leaves that were more than half a meter away from him to move even a little distance.

It seems that everything is just done smoothly, and it seems that it has been carefully calculated in my heart, and every bit of strength is used just right.

In Nangong Fan's eyes, the crazy old man who is ruined is no longer ruined, but like the sword fairy in the world is replacing the sword with a broom, dancing with a sword, and singing with a dance, Nangong Fan can't help but be stupid.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but poke out the wisps of divine thoughts born from the law in the sea of consciousness like the Zhenhai Divine Needle, and his weak spiritual sense was like a soldier with the backbone of the backbone to move forward and kill the enemy.

Nangong Fan's spiritual sense completely enveloped Jian Lao in it, and every movement of Jian Lao was perfectly presented in his sea of consciousness.

Nangong Fan subconsciously followed Jian Lao's movements.

Li Taibai looked at Nangong Fan's specious movements, and smiled lightly, he already knew that Nangong Fan had entered a magical state, like an epiphany, but it was not the same as an epiphany, and now he couldn't tell what it was.

Li Taibai remembered that he was like this when he saw Jian Lao for the first time, and couldn't help but sigh that he was lucky, if it wasn't for his kindness, he would have missed this opportunity, right?

That was when he only stepped into the cultivation journey, because he was tired when he was cutting the sword bamboo, he picked a slightly withered green lotus next to him and ate it, but he fell asleep.

Because the task assigned by the elder was not completed, he was physically punished, and he wanted to go to the forest to sit alone in exhaustion, but he saw Jian Lao rubbing his legs on the side of the road.

felt pity for a while, so he helped Jian Lao back to the small courtyard in the back mountain where no one wanted to go.

The next morning, I woke up and saw the old man staggering up the mountain again, and after stepping forward to dissuade him to no avail, he also took a broom and followed him up the mountain, thinking that he had swept the ground, this old man should go back to rest, right?

I didn't know that I discovered the magic of the sword elder.

It's just that Li Taibai at that time was different from Nangong Fan in that he had already practiced swordsmanship, and at a glance he recognized the old man's sweeping technique as the move in "Basic Sword Technique".

But even this made him fascinated, and his swordsmanship was greatly improved.

From then on, as long as he was in the sword faction, no matter the wind or rain, he would sweep the floor with the sword every day.

He was a maverick and attracted ridicule, but as time went by, his swordsmanship gradually surpassed his peers, surpassing the previous generation, and even now surpassing the elder level, he firmly believed that this adventure was a good reward, and it was a matter of time to mentor young disciples, so his prestige grew, and he resonated with the sword monument.

He used various methods to make people observe Jian Lao sweeping the floor, but none of them had the same effect as him.

Nangong was another person besides him, he was sincerely happy, and recognized this Taoist couple even more.

Li Taibai's thoughts were full of thoughts, and he also put his mind on Jian Lao, avoiding Nangong Fan's spiritual sense, and observing carefully.

He knew better that Nangong Fan's magical situation was only useful for the first time, and it was the most rewarding one, although it also had an effect on weekdays, it was not strong, but when he had doubts about swordsmanship, as long as he observed for two or three days, he would be able to find the answer he wanted.

Although the Basic Sword Technique is the foundation, it is the cornerstone of all superb sword techniques.

If the person who can create the world-famous swordsmanship is a rare genius in a thousand years, then the one who can systematically outline the "Basic Sword Technique" is a rare saint talent in the world.