The cold winter is gone, and the weather at the spring equinox is still a little cold. Although the current girder is expected to be cold in spring, it has gradually warmed up.

In a courtyard adjacent to the water, Shao Nian wore green clothes and stood with a sword.

The still water flows deeply, and his figure seems to be integrated with heaven and earth, only the sword in his hand shows a different kind of edge in the cold morning light.

The light shines through the shadow of the forest from the window lattice, reflecting on his still immature body, outlining this scene in a particularly timeless manner.

He came out with a sword, a very simple swordsmanship. This sword only asks for a quick word! It's so fast that it's impossible to fathom the trajectory of his sword.

After the sword that was extremely fast, it seemed to slow down again, as if it was slow and urgent.

This sword seems extremely simple, but in fact it implies a thousand variations, and every step of his is extremely accurate, and each sword is exactly the same point.

His sword body shook, and the clear stream in the curved pond was attracted by him, and three thousand weak waters poured out, converging in one place, turning into a clear and clear Milky Way.

His figure floated slowly, stepping on the curtain of water, and the trickle rippled at his feet, making his figure more and more ethereal.

As soon as he exhaled and inhaled, the qi machine was pulled, and Zhou Tian's sword roared, as if responding to his thoughts.

The sword qi that filled Zhou Tian was supposed to be a sword of killing, the power of slashing the heavens and the earth, but there was no trace of killing intent in him.

On the contrary, he is like the most peaceful existence between heaven and earth, without half a fierce color.

The good is like water, and the desireless is strong, which is probably the case.

His mind moved again, and the water of goodness turned into a mighty stream, churning like the sea, rushing straight into the sky, as if he wanted to overturn the nine heavens and ten earths.

A sword comes out, and the heavens and the earth are discolored.

Thousands of curved waters shattered under this sword, turned into blooms, sprinkled on the ground, and dissipated.

"Zheng ......"

The long sword is sheathed, and the sound of the sword ceases. He stood with his sword drawn, his eyes still calm, not half a wave.

The messy gravel and water trails proved that the sword just now was not a dream.

"Your swordsmanship has improved a lot...... a lonely voice suddenly came from a distance.

He could feel that the sword intent in Shao Nian's body was gradually becoming condensed, and the feeling of inducing the qi around his body, the circulation of stars and men, and the feeling of breaking through the air became clearer and clearer.

His Zhou Tian's meridians were not so much qi veins, but also sword veins, and the majestic sword qi contained in this sword vein.

The sword technique cultivated by his righteous son was very extraordinary, and he took the path of condensing sword intent at first.

Based on its own inner heaven and earth, condense the sword vein, the sword intent and itself become one, break the body invisible, and pull the opportunity of heaven and earth, and accept it for its own use.

"Father-in-law!" Listening to this familiar voice, my heart welled up with joy.

On the eaves of the courtyard, a lonely figure stood with his hands in his hands. The white clothes are better than the snow, and the ink hair is flying.

Just standing there, he gave the impression that the mountains were unattainable.

Naba's world-class bearing, the arrogance of the arrogant man, like the Nine Heavenly Gods coming to the world.

"In my absence, you have learned a lot of things, but you don't need me to teach you swordsmanship." His voice was still as flat as water, but there was a little more relief in his tone.

It was just a simple sentence, but it made Shao Nian's heart happy.

This style of sword is a sword that imitates the dragon Yangjun to pass on to him, brilliant as a meteorite outside the sky, and as thin as clouds and smoke into rain.

It's just that he never thought that the sword qi that filled him Zhou Tian was attracted by him, and under the mutual fit of his mind, he actually let him enter the "Dao" of Xuan Zhi and Xuan.

"My father-in-law is here, but I still want to go?" Fu Nian asked.

"I'm done teaching you, there's still something to do." His indifferent voice sounded, as if he had already gained insight into what was in his heart.

"My father, he's fine......" Fu Nian said with some worry.

"He's fine, you don't have to worry."

When his figure reappeared, he had already come to Fu Nian's side, and reached out to touch the forehead of the child in front of him, his movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of startling him.

"If he doesn't want me to know about his affairs, I can't interfere." His tone remained the same, but his tone was a little more reassuring.

When Fu Nian heard this, he felt a little lonely in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

At this time, Cao Qiudao suddenly said to the outside of the courtyard: "The two of you are also invited in." ”

"Cao Zi's demeanor is still the same." I only heard Yanran smile, and a shadow came from the corridor, stopped in front of the court, and saluted Cao Qiu.

She was lined with an elegant crescent white skirt, with an emerald green soft smoke at the waist, and the pleats of the skirt were like snow and moonlight.

The three thousand green silk are tied with a jasper hairpin, a few strands of hair hang down, and the powder is applied thinly. With a smile and a smile, there are thousands of styles.

She was also accompanied by a Xiuya girl who was about seven or eight years old. Dressed in a blue Luo skirt, her hair is in a low bun, and a hollow jade shake is inserted obliquely. The skin is like snow, the teeth are like shellfish, and the nose is slightly straight, which is beautiful and cute.

Lang Yu looked at the white-clothed swordsman, his fierce momentum made her feel afraid.

It's just that seeing that her brother Nian is very close to the white-clothed swordsman, her heart is relieved, and the girl's face can't help but bring a shallow smile.

"During this time, Nian'er worked hard to thank Lingjun and Fairy Ji, and I thanked the two of you for Nian'er." Cao Qiudao arched his hand, with sincerity in his words.

"Cao Zi's words are serious, he is like my own brother, how to talk about thanks." Ji Yanran said with a smile, "Besides, over the past few days, he has also helped me and Xinlingjun a lot. ”

The two talked happily with each other, as if they had let go of their previous festivals.

"Father-in-law, Sister Ji, Yu'er." Fu Nian's gaze swept over the three of them, and said, "It's better for everyone to get together." ”

Fu Nian made a gesture of please, and Ji Yanran entered with Lang Yu and Cao Qiudao.

The four of them sat down, and Ji Yanran said to Cao Qiu: "I don't know that Cao Zi is here to take Brother Nian away." ”

"He's so much better here than with me. I only came to teach him martial arts, and he has almost practiced the foundation building method I taught him earlier. Cao Qiu said.

When Lang Yu heard his master's words before, he panicked, seeing that he didn't want to take her brother Nian away, but he turned his worries into joy.

Cao Qiudao took out an ancient jade box from his arms and put it on the table, not avoiding Ji Yanran and the others.

"In this jade box, there is a thousand years of empty green, produced in Penglai Island in the East China Sea, and it is the essence of heaven and earth. If there is a serious injury, it must be treated, and there is no effect of injury and merit. It can also cleanse the body and concentrate the mind, remove turbidity, and replenish the true qi. ”

"Back then, I fought with the East China Sea Penglai Immortal Pavilion Lord Feng Traceless Sword, and I obtained this thing because I defeated him." Cao Qiudao's tone was indifferent, as if he just regarded this thing as an ordinary thing.

Penglai Immortal Pavilion in the East China Sea, although she has heard of it, she has never seen it with her own eyes.

It is rumored that Penglai Immortal Pavilion is located on Penglai Island in the East China Sea, and the sect is inherited from the ancient immortals and red sperm, and it is an extremely ancient sect.

"Nian'er, you keep your heart and concentrate on it, and use the true qi that you have cultivated in Zhou Tian." Cao Qiudao said to Fu Nian.

Fu Nian nodded, sat down cross-legged, and ran Zhou Tian's true pulse.

Zhou Tian's true qi in his body had previously turned into an innate body-breaking formless sword qi, and at this moment, he was triggered by his own essence qi, circulating endlessly in his body, the sword roared, and the sword intent rushed into the sky.

Cao Qiudao slapped it out with one palm, and the jade box turned into nothingness, revealing a whole body of jasper fluid.

A substantial sword intent wrapped the jade liquid and sent it to Fu Nian's mouth, and then flowed into his body along his esophagus.

Suddenly, a cold breath rose straight up from the dantian. This clear breath was like an ice line, and in an instant, it seemed that his whole body was covered with a layer of frost, and his whole body, every inch of skin, and every pore seemed to be experiencing a cold winter.

He calmed down and used his sword qi to fight, and the ice line gradually melted. Once it melts, the indescribable comfort of the limbs at the time of the climbing, not only no longer feels the slightest cold, but is warm and fluttering, as if in the hot spring pool, indescribably comfortable and comfortable.

At this time, a strong qi surged out from the dantian, and he only felt that the true qi in his body was tumbling and rushing, and a stream of true qi flowed out like a great river of the Yangtze River, along the second vein of Ren Du, and traveled in his Zhou Tian.

This majestic true qi had not yet been fully released, and the innate sword qi that was filled with Zhou Tian's sword vein was surging wildly as if it had touched a delicacy, and it devoured the innate true qi that was swimming in Zhou Tian's sword vein.

After devouring the true essence contained in the green sky for thousands of years, the wisps of sword qi that filled his Zhou Tian sword veins became docile, like a gurgling stream flowing into the meridians around his body, slowly swimming, constantly moistening his body.

I don't know how long it took, but I saw Fu Nian's body qi retracted, and his eyes suddenly opened.

In an instant, the space of a foot in front of him had become a sword realm, and the sword qi swept out like a storm.

Seeing this, Ji Yanran immediately protected the jade on her side. It's just that the sword qi has not yet been next to the body, and a rushing sword intent annihilates the countless sword qi into invisibility. It was obviously from Cao Qiudao's hand.

In her early years, her teacher passed on this sword trick to her, and she also said that the formation when her master cultivated the sword trick was an exaggeration. Today, Fu Nian has achieved this sword technique, and she has such a power, which makes her can't help but be amazed.