"If you want to talk about you," the Sword Immortal couldn't stand it, and emphasized seriously, "Good disciple, even if I'm not your master, I'm also a senior, you pay attention to the way you speak."

Jian Lin was stunned, she was used to talking to the Demon Venerable, and she didn't turn a corner for a while.

What a sophisticated old man.

Jian Lin hurriedly knelt down in front of Master to apologize, "Follow Master's teachings, I didn't pay attention for a while, please Master has a lot, don't worry about me."

The sword fairy didn't look at it, and said in disgust, "Flim Tongue, get up, get up."

Jian Lin smiled and raised his face, knelt directly on the spot, and continued the topic just now, "Master, what else do you say? Why don't you ascend?"

The Sword Immortal said with a serious face, "You know what? For thousands of years, no one dared to ask me about ascension, and everyone else knew that it was my sad thing, and they didn't dare to mention it."

"Hey, I'm different from them, I'm your good disciple, how close we are," Jian Lin blew first, and then retracted a little, "Of course, if you don't want to mention it, then we won't mention it, your mood is the most important."

The sword immortal sighed and glanced at Jian Lin, this apprentice who had been accepted for a day had stumbled into his heart by mistake.

Since that ascension failed, the eyes of everyone in the immortal cultivation world have changed when they look at him, from the previous respect and worship, to pity and dodge, carefully protect him, and never mention the matter of ascension.

The sword fairy wanted to talk to someone, but when he saw everyone's expressions, he instantly lost his desire to talk.

In addition, he was already a person at the top of the immortal realm, and no one could give him advice and guidance, so in the end, he hid in this sword immortal cave, avoiding everyone's eyes, concentrating on cultivating enlightenment, and by the way, giving some guidance to some talented juniors.

A hundred years have passed, but it is this Jian Lin, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and dares to ask him why he can't fly.

The Sword Immortal sighed again and said hesitantly, "It's not that I don't want to mention it, but I don't know where to start."

Jian Lin saw that there was a play, took out a handful of pine nuts and said enthusiastically, "Master, you speak slowly, I happen to be tired from cultivation, and I just take a break from listening to your story."

"It's not that long," the Sword Immortal waved his hand, stroked his beard and said, "According to the Liyang Divine Venerable, what he said is not enough to create, specifically, I have done less to punish evil and promote good, I have been holding a sword since I was six years old, I don't listen to anything outside the window, I only want to be the strongest, and the result is Chinese......."

Jian Lin understood, this is not only a school bully who concentrates on studying, but he takes the first test every time, but the head teacher said that you will not unite your classmates, and your conduct score is too low, so there is no way to evaluate the three good students.

What is this called?

Jian Lin was upset for his master, and opened his mouth to say, "What breaks the rules, why can't you soar, I think Master, you are very suitable to be a sword god, you are the person who learns swords all over the world, and you should kneel down and ask for protection."

When it came to the sword fairy's heart, he had tears in his eyes, the more he looked at his obedient disciple, the more pleasing he became, what's wrong with being stupid, he was willing to teach her!

When the Demon Venerable flew down from the top hollow, he saw that the pair of masters had become much closer, he didn't know what was going on, but he smiled, Jian Musheng is a very likable person.

The wine that the Demon Venerable took back was indeed a good wine, Jian Lin took a sip and was shocked, "This wine is comparable to that made by Tao Niang."

Sword Immortal was an old drunkard, so he scoffed at this, and didn't believe Jian Lin's words, "This wine is made by the Spirit Tree, I dare to say that this is the best in the world, no one can compare."

"That's because you don't know much, and when you have the opportunity to taste the wine brewed by Peach Niang, you will definitely be slapped in the face!" Jian Lin was drunk, reached out to touch his peach blossom print, and whispered, "Your land should be quite safe, I asked Peach Niang to come out and taste it—"

Before she finished speaking, Demon Venerable jerked Jian Lin and gave her a warning look.

Sword Immortal, an old pedant, would definitely be furious if he knew that they sealed monsters.

Jian Lin came back to his senses and hurriedly shut up.

The sword fairy over there was still asking, "Who is Tao Niang, why have I never heard her name?" Could it be the new brewing master over the years? Alas, the world outside has changed so much."

Jian Lin smiled and vaguely passed, "Yes, so Master, you go out with us to have a look

Let's go."

After drinking and resting, Jian Lin went to the sword formation to practice again, and this time the sword fairy followed her and commanded her to fight against the sword intent.

Jian Lin was about to try to grab the hilt of the stone sword, but the sword intent stopped her, and the two were entangled together, and the fight was inseparable.

The Sword Immortal made a move on the side, "Good apprentice, use your brain! Isn't your first and sixth form combined to pass the Immortal Path?"

This is the sword fairy's set of simple swordsmanship, the most subtle place, it seems that there are only twelve moves, as long as the person who learns the sword has a little understanding, he must have a brain, and he will conjure up countless moves, and he can fight infinitely.

After the sword immortal's click, Jian Lin really began to use her brain, once she started to use her brain, she found that she couldn't stop the car, and every time she made a move, a move that was more powerful than the one just now would pop up in her mind.

This swordsmanship seems to have a kind of magic, pushing Jian Lin forward, thinking, being annoyed, thinking that he is perfect, and then overthrowing, continuing to be annoyed, thinking, and realizing a positive cycle.

Jian Lin is thinking about swordsmanship all the time, and he has a tendency to become a sword idiot.

Demon Venerable was stunned from the sidelines, and admired the sword immortal to the ground, he actually expected that this set of swordsmanship was not simple, but he didn't expect it to be so simple.

The most important thing is that she is very suitable for Jian Lin, she has a bad foundation, her understanding is average, and it is very difficult to learn the Mingyue swordsmanship, and she has to learn even the most basic moves several times, and she will have to grind for a long time until she understands it.

"Senior, Jian Musheng is really fortunate to have met you." The Demon Venerable praised solemnly and respectfully.

"Normally, if it weren't for her special situation, I would be reluctant to teach her this set of swordsmanship, this is the most precious thing I have obtained from my lifelong cultivation," Sword Immortal stroked his beard and squinted at the Demon Venerable, "I think with your qualifications, you should read it once and remember it."

Demon Venerable lowered his head and said solemnly, "Please rest assured, senior, I won't remember anything."

It stands to reason that when the Sword Immortal taught Jian Lin's moves, he should have the self-knowledge to take the initiative to avoid it, but he respected the Sword Immortal and was curious about his swordsmanship, plus the Sword Immortal didn't open his mouth to bombard people, so he left it with a dead face.

The Sword Immortal did not accept him as an apprentice, and he was not qualified to learn his swordsmanship.

"No need, I didn't let you out, I just don't mind you learning," the Sword Immortal turned his face to look at him squarely, and said seriously, "It's just that you have to remember one thing, the Bright Moon Sword Technique is the most suitable for you, you only want to relieve boredom when you practice my moves, and you must not indulge in it."

Demon Venerable was stunned for a moment, surprised and delighted, what the Sword Immortal meant by this was to accept him as an apprentice outside the door.

He solemnly knelt down, suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, kowtowed to the sword immortal, and said in a deep voice, "The juniors must follow the teachings of the seniors."

"Get up, get up, one is enough, don't knock too much, I can't stand it." The Sword Immortal hurriedly called him up.

Demon Venerable raised his head and pursed his lips, only to feel extremely happy and satisfied.

And Jian Lin was not so good, she practiced for three days in one breath, she took the hand of the Demon Zun, the two hid in the corner, and she complained to him coquettishly.

"My head hurts," Jian Lin hugged Demon Venerable's waist, leaned his face against his chest, and couldn't stop wailing, "Help me, I'm going to die."

"No, it's all your illusion," Demon Venerable stood on the Sword Immortal's side and helped him coax Jian Lin together, "You are just practicing moves, it is not difficult at all, it's just that you are thinking about the sword intent in your heart, and you think that all this in front of you is too difficult."

Jian Lin was indeed stunned, and she was stupidly unclear about swordsmanship and sword intent, she said hesitantly, "Ah, is that so?"