Zhuge Changkong, his eyes were slightly stunned, and then he laughed loudly, "Haha, yes, old seven, you can!"

"That's also Master, you teach well!" Xiao Tian grinned and said with a smile.

"Fuck me, slap on the back here!" Zhuge Changkong took a breath and scolded, "Are you, blaming the teacher for not teaching you to cultivate for half a year, and you're angry with me?"

Hearing this, Xiao Tian rolled his eyes, did not refute, and muttered in his heart, isn't it? Since I started, you have directly left the two exercises and have been ignoring them, if it weren't for the fact that you are more motivated, plus the guidance of Elder Ling, it is estimated that you may become Fang Zhongyong in another world!

Zhuge Changkong's eyes leaked a sense of kindness, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly, "Apprentice, you are gifted, it can be said that you have been a rare genius in the past ten thousand years!

"The reason why I snubbed you is to let you quit arrogance and allow you to cultivate steadily!" Zhuge Changkong shook his head self-deprecatingly, and said slowly, "Now it seems that I have done this too much, Old Seven, you didn't let me down!"

Hearing this, Xiao Tian's eyes were full of surprise, and he nodded slowly, it turned out that he, the master, still had such considerations.

Indeed, some disciples, after the test, know that they are talented and have a sense of pride, and from then on, no one will pay attention to them, so that they will go astray and be delayed for life!

"Then, Master, why did you give me the Sword Technique and the Nine Styles again?" Xiao Tian wondered, "If you don't give me anything, I should be more humble now!"

"At this point, I also miscalculated!" Zhuge Changkong looked at Xiao Tian with a strange eye, and said in surprise, "These two books are both exercises of the Golden Realm, and without the guidance of a famous teacher, it is difficult for ordinary people to comprehend!"

"However, I underestimated your comprehension! I really didn't expect that you would be able to comprehend the third layer of the sword technique!" Zhuge Changkong rolled his eyes, looked Xiao Tian up and down, and asked, "Sometimes, I really suspect that you have another master who is guiding you in your cultivation!"

Hearing this, Xiao Tian instantly shuddered, felt weak for a while, and smiled, "Master, what are you kidding?"

"Okay, don't say more, I'll guide you on how to cultivate the sword technique!" Zhuge Changkong, his eyes moved, and his hands formed a magic seal.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

A golden light struck Xiao Tian's body.

Xiao Tian was stunned for a while, felt the abnormality of his body, looked at Zhuge Changkong, and said in surprise, "Master, what are you doing here?"

"Seal your power!" Zhuge Changkong, touching his beard, said calmly with no expression.

"What?, seal my power?" Xiao Tian exclaimed, "Old man, what enmity do I have with you, what kind of grudge, you want to seal my power?"

"Don't get excited, I'm also doing this for your good!" Zhuge Changkong, with a smile on his face, said slowly, "Your cultivation is too fast now, and your foundation is unstable, which is not conducive to your future cultivation! In order to make your foundation stable, I can only teach you from scratch!"

"From the beginning?" Xiao Tian's voice sounded.

"Yes, start all over again!" Zhuge Changkong, touching his beard, said slowly, "Since you have chosen the way of the sword, you must lay a good foundation before cultivating the way of the sword!"

"From now on, you want to cultivate the simplest sword moves!" Zhuge Changkong took out a quaint book and handed it to Xiao Tian.

"What is this?" Xiao Tian took the book and looked at it.

"Twelve Sword Moves"?

Xiao Tian scolded bitterly in his heart, isn't it, old man, just give me "Twelve Sword Moves", this sword book is everywhere on the street, and in his own library, there are also it!

Looking at Xiao Tian, frowning, and those skeptical eyes, Zhuge Changkong, shook his head, and said slowly, "Disciple, do you know who created this exercise?"

Hearing this, Xiao Tian frowned, shook his head, and muttered in his heart, "Sword Moves Twelve Styles" is a basic swordsmanship, but no one knows who created it!

"After a long time, fewer and fewer people know his story, "Sword Moves Twelve Styles" is the ancestor of all sword moves, created by a generation of sword gods!" Zhuge Changkong, shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't believe it, you can stab a sword and give it a try!"

Picking up the long sword, Xiao Tian forced, stabbed forward, and stabbed out!

"Whew!"

The sword moves are rapid, as if a dragon is moving.

Zhuge Changkong, after looking at it, slowly nodded and said, "Reluctantly, you look at the sword I stabbed out again!"

took the long sword, Zhuge Changkong, and also lightly stabbed out a sword.

"Whew!"

The aura between heaven and earth seemed to be stagnant, pierced by a long sword!

That sword seems to be connected with heaven and earth!

"What is this?"

Xiao Tian's heart moved, and his face was full of surprise!

"This is the sword realm, Lao Qi, your moves are ever-changing, even if you are a teacher, under the same realm, you have to deal with it carefully! However, you are still a little low in the realm comprehension of the sword! When you meet, a real master will be killed in seconds!" Zhuge Changkong said slowly.

Hearing this, Xiao Tian nodded.

"Old Seven, you are now in the Bronze Realm, and the heavy sword in your hand is no longer suitable for you!" Zhuge Changkong, looking at the Tianyang Peak Hall, frowned, fell into deep thought, and then came back to his senses and ordered, "You go to the ancestral hall with me!"

Tianyang Peak, the ancestral hall of the apse.

The outer wall of the ancestral hall has been overgrown with dense creeper green plants, and on the stone slabs, there are dense ancient formations, which can be seen that the ancestral hall has a long time.

"Squeak!"

Zhuge Changkong pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, and a cold wind blew, making Xiao Tian shiver, and followed Zhuge Changkong into the ancestral hall.

The candles on both sides of the ancestral hall were lit instantly, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly solemn.

Xiao Tian looked directly ahead, the rows of tablets, swallowed and spit, did not say a word, and stared at the tablets solemnly.

The whole ancestral hall was very quiet, and the silence was terrifying, and only the sound of burning candles could be heard.

Suddenly, Zhuge Changkong turned around, stared at Xiao Tian, and said in a solemn voice: "Old Seven, today, I want to hand over the treasure of Tianyang Peak to you!." ”

"The treasure of Zhenshan?" Xiao Tian's voice carried a hint of doubt.

"Get on your knees!"

Zhuge Changkong commanded sharply.

Hearing this, Xiao Tianxia subconsciously, knelt on the futon, and looked up at the enshrined tablet!

I don't know who is on the tablet, but I am not an idle person!

"Tianyang Peak, the seventy-second generation of descendants, Zhuge Changkong, meet the ancestors!" Zhuge Changkong knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, and said solemnly, "Now, the disciple has found a successor and given the treasure of Zhenfeng to the seventh disciple Xiao Tian, I hope that all the ancestors, in the spirit of the sky, can protect Tianyang Peak, protect the Seven Peaks Sword Sect, and the sect has a long history!"

Xiao Tian also followed and kowtowed three times!

"Xiao Tian, where is it?" Zhuge Changkong asked sharply.

"The disciple is here!" Xiao Tian knelt on the ground, bowing his body.

"Take the sword!" Zhuge Changkong took out a golden long sword from the ancestral hall and placed it on Xiao Tian's hands.

Looking at the golden long sword, Xiao Tian's eyes twitched slightly, and his body trembled.

"This is, Tianyang Sword!"

(End of chapter)