Tsing Yi and Bai Yi turned from surprise to surprise, which could move the three of them at the same time, and there would be nothing else but the sword.

A jerky and awkward remnant sword pierced an ugly withered sword flower, the petals were shriveled and withered, miserable, but three or two.

The silver-white sword tried its best to open one silver flower after another, but the flowers were incomplete.

Diseased trees bloom with broken flowers.

Broken Flower Sword!

The bright silver sword in the hand of the brocade boy is extremely gorgeous, just like his clothes and his person, pleasing to the eye and radiant, but such a famous sword, such a golden-dressed jade boy, but with ugly residual flowers, it is inevitably embarrassing.

Others regret that such an ugly flower is not worthy of the son of the turbidity world.

The young man in Tsing Yi dislikes people and clumsy people.

Although Zhan Tai Feiyun was trying his best to perform this complicated sword technique, it was too reluctant, and after a moment of effort, his head was already sweating, but the sword flower was still ugly and made people hide his face.

Ram Chen was disgusted in his heart, but his eyes did not leave the man's sword for a moment, this was the most unique and complicated sword technique he had ever seen.

A set of swordsmanship from beginning to end thirty-six styles, silver petals, or one or two, stumbling and opening thirty-six flowers.

Zhan Tai Feiyun's clothes are already soaked, thirty-six styles, among which the changes are no less complicated than a thousand swords.

The breeze blows the brocade clothes, the long sword returns with the moon, the silver light returns, and the famous sword enters the sheath.

The posture of collecting the sword is chic and charming, and the posture of dancing the sword is like two people, and the son is like jade, which is at this time.

Six pairs of eyes of different sizes looked at the young man in Tsing Yi on the high platform, everyone wanted to listen to the young man talk about swords, and many of them couldn't understand this set of swordsmanship.

The young man in Tsing Yi nodded slightly, lowered his head and reminisced for a moment before he slowly spoke: "There are high and low swordsmanship, but there is no high or low for people, there is high and low for cultivation, and there is no high or low for sword heart." ”

"This set of swordsmanship is extremely high, and the person who uses the sword has very low control over the swordsmanship, so it is not very clever, just like the spirit boy who forcibly cultivates the spiritual disciple technique, far-fetched, and the difference is too far. ”

Ram Chen's comment was not polite at all.

Zhan Tai Feiyunjun's face blushed, and when he turned around, he became excited again, "Master Chen-"

Zhan Taigongzi's voice trembled a little, he turned into two steps and climbed the Tongque Terrace in three steps, bowed to Ram Chen, and then took out something from his sleeve and respectfully held it in front of Ram Chen.

Ram Chen's eyelids jumped slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't reach out to take it, Zhan Tai Feiyun's meaning was too clear, this was an apprenticeship.

Ram Chen looked at the white jade book surrounded by spiritual light in front of him and asked, "Spirit Book?"

Zhan Tai Feiyun nodded hurriedly, "Exactly, Master Chen, what Feiyun just used was a set of "Hairpin Flower Sword" in this inheritance spirit book. ”

What a spiritual book!

Chen Mo, Liu Wanqian, Zhuang Yang, Xiaohuan, including Ram Chen, are not calm.

Their eyes when they looked at Zhan Tai Feiyun changed, this is too loser, how can the inheritance spirit book be given away at will.

As for the four ram cultivators who had never heard of his name and had never seen them, their eyes widened, inheriting the spiritual book, this ...... This turned out to be the Inheritance Spiritual Book.

"Brother Zhan Tai, every inheritance spirit book is the inheritance of a surname, so don't show such valuable things to others easily, it's good for you and others. ”

Ram Chen suppressed the restlessness in his heart and said, just like this, he held up the priceless inheritance spirit book in front of others, even if the sword heart was firm, it would inevitably give birth to greed.

Each surname has its own inheritance spiritual book, such as the Ram's "Ram's Spring and Autumn Collection" and Qushuicheng's "Zhuang's Secret Record......

Each inheritance spirit book is the foundation of a surname inheritance, losing the inheritance, or breaking the inheritance, will greatly damage the family's luck, and increase the inheritance, benefit the inheritance, and will strengthen the luck.

Such a thing is an irresistible temptation for individuals and clans, if the Ram clan knows that there is a inheritance spirit book here, ninety percent of the clan elders will choose to take risks.

"Put it away, don't test people's hearts. ”

Ram Chen said solemnly, he was not unmoved, but he regarded this somewhat upright and somewhat stupid Zhan Tai Feiyun as a friend, as his own person, no matter how good his friend's things were, he would not covet them, this is a nonsensical pride.

In front of the spiritual book, he was unmoved, and all the people on and off the stage felt that the young man was a little stupid, but for some reason, such a stupidity made them happy and loved him a little more.

"Master Chen—"

Zhan Tai Feiyun looked moved, he no longer hesitated, he knelt directly on the ground, raised the spirit book above his head with both hands, and said angrily: "Master Chen, this is not a complete inheritance spirit book, the sword qi operation method is missing, you are its destined master." ”

Book of the Remnant.

The two white-clothed men were clear.

Chicken?

Ram Chen looked at Zhan Tai Feiyun, who was kneeling in front of him and was a little excited, and understood the thoughts of this prince of the family, this spiritual book is chicken ribs for others, but it is no different from a complete spiritual book for him.

The restlessness that the young man had just suppressed churned again, and at the same time he was extremely entangled, because he was a little repulsed by accepting Zhan Tai Feiyun as an apprentice.

Not to mention that he never thought of accepting apprentices, even if he had a plan, he would not accept such a son of a family who was six or seven years older than him and better looking than him as an apprentice.

For the first time, the boy was running his brain at full speed, he wanted the spiritual book, but he didn't want the apprentice.

Thinking about it, thinking about it, finally, the boy's eyes lit up, and there he did!

The corners of Ram Chen's mouth hooked up, smiling, he bent down, trying his best to show his amiability and sincerity, "Brother Zhan Tai, you see if this will work, what do you want to learn, as long as I can, I will teach everything, there is no need to apprentice, I am still too young, I don't have the ability to teach apprentices." ”

The little fox-like ram Chen smiled as sweet as honey.

Apprentices are not easy to receive, once the status of master and apprentice is established, there will be more involvement, one day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father, it is not a lie, there will be an invisible contract between master and apprentice, cause and effect entanglement, and luck is tilted.

Zhan Taigongzi shook his head stubbornly, "Master Chen, if your name is not right, your words are not good, in Feiyun's heart, you have long been my master, and it is difficult to change in this life." Swordsman, kneel to the sky, kneel to the ground, kneel in the middle of your parents and teachers, this is the second time that I have knelt in front of you. ”

Ram Chen looked at the seven-foot man in front of him, and suddenly, his face turned straight, and he reached out to take the spirit book.

"Brother...... Disciple...... Zhan Tai Feiyun, meet Master!"

Knock knock!

Zhan Tai Feiyun couldn't speak excitedly, he got up, tidied up his clothes, knelt down, bowed three times, and officially bowed to the teacher.

He was ready to kneel, but he didn't expect happiness to come so suddenly.

Don't talk about him, both on and off the stage are a little overwhelmed by this dramatic change.

"Get up. ”

"Yes. ”

Zhan Taifei tried his best to control his desire to laugh three times, and respectfully stood beside the new master who was a head shorter than him, and his brocade waist was straight, and he looked even more magnificent.

And the short and thin Tsing Yi beside him, whose right arm and right hand were crippled and bandaged, was even more squeezed into a passer-by.

A noble son, a little pitiful.

Ram Chen groaned in his heart: "I know, I know." ”

Bang

The spiritual book was opened, and the spiritual pages were turned one by one, and they stopped on page thirty-six.

A flash of light shone on the boy's face, and the boy closed his eyes.

In the sea of knowledge, thirty-six maps entered the circle, the pictures flowed, the words flew, a maid phantom walked down the map, began to dance the sword, the sword dance was complicated, a sword turned into a hundred swords, shuttling back and forth, always one point.

The sword dances into a flower, a flower contains buds, and the sword shadow retreats.

There is another person, the posture is graceful, the long sword is flying, beautiful as a flower, one person turns into a thousand hands, a thousand hands become a flower, and the bud wants to bloom.

People walk and the flowers fall, and another person comes, the sword dance flowers bloom, and the flowers bloom with six petals.

Another person came, and the flowers bloomed twelve leaves, and one person came, and the flowers bloomed fifteen, and one person, and the flowers bloomed sixteen......

Thirty-six people, thirty-six sword styles, thirty-six flowers, different flowers.

The green shadow flashed, the young man moved, his left hand and pointed at the sword, and stabbed the brocade clothes beside him, the brocade clothes instinctively dodged, but he couldn't dodge the two fingers that were not long.

A five-petaled white flower was placed on the man's head.

One, two, three, four......

Twelve......

Twenty-four ......

Thirty-six ......

The flowers were blooming all over the head, and everyone was stunned, a beautiful man with flowers and branches, enchanting and beautiful, a little angry, but why was he so pitiful.

The prince of Zhan Tai was like a defeated willow who had been bullied by the wind and frost, his handsome face was as white as jade at this time, and his eyes were full of fear.

Although he knew that the person in front of him would not hurt him, the feeling of nodding his sword finger was still creepy.

"Hairpin sword, extremely beautiful!"

The shadow of the flower is gone, but Tsing Yi is still the same.

"Beautiful, just the appearance, ruthless, is the true meaning, is the sword, hairpins, flowers are the head, flowers hairpins, only the beginning of the head, this sword is extremely beautiful!"

After the young man in Tsing Yi finished admiring, he smiled at his pitiful new apprentice, "Feiyun, is it a good gift for you?"