Tang Yunting said, "I have to travel far tomorrow to find medicinal materials, so I will take advantage of today's free time to give you a great opportunity." ”

Lu Jingyuan has suffered a lot since his cultivation was lost, which has inspired his desire for strength. However, the exercises taught by Shen Yunyang were too unfathomable and profound, and there were still few suitable for him to practice. Now I heard Tang Yunting say that he wanted to give him a big opportunity. He was full of curiosity and anticipation.

"I'll teach you the art of Edgeworth first."

Speaking of this, I saw him pinch a finger in his right hand, and he still muttered to himself in his mouth, reciting the mantra, making a move with his hand, and shouting: "The sword is coming!" ”

As soon as this sound stopped, the long sword three zhang away moved slightly, and suddenly, only a "sonorous" sound was heard, and the long sword was unsheathed, and cruising around Tang Yunting up and down, as if there was an invisible hand in the void grabbing it and waving it up and down.

Seeing this, Lu Jingyuan's eyes couldn't help but pass through a few strands of surprise. He looked back at Tang Yunting, only to see him pinching his fingers and standing, waving two fingers three inches long from time to time, and the long sword was at his disposal as if it had wings.

Tang Yunting demonstrated it once, and saw that it had aroused Lu Jingyuan's heart to learn, so he taught Lu Jingyuan the mantra and the key recitations one by one. When Lu Jingyuan heard this, he secretly remembered it in his heart, pinched his fingers, and when Xuan Gong urged, he saw that the long sword behind his back suddenly came out of its sheath with two "sonorous" sounds. Under the control of his powerful divine sense, he was also cruising in the void like Tang Yunting.

Tang Yunting couldn't help but frown with joy in his eyes, stroked his sparse goatee, and smiled. He was very satisfied with Lu Jingyuan.

Lu Jingyuan danced, put his sword into the sheath, came to Tang Yunting and kowtowed to him, thanking him for his great kindness.

Tang Yunting smiled slightly and said, "The son can be taught!" With such a superb understanding, no wonder Senior Brother Shen likes you so much. Taking advantage of today's opportunity, I will teach you "Wudang Seven Swords" as well. ”

"Wudang Seven Swords" is a set of swordsmanship that Zhang Chunyi, the patriarch of the Wudang Sword Sect, learned from all families, and comprehended at the age of 100. "Wudang Seven Swords" are: a sword, sword and shoes, sword qi and heart, criticism of the sword, sword light and sword shadow, sword mountain and sword tree, swing the sword into a river.

Each sword is divided into seven variations. Often a sword swing contains the power of dominating the world. Tang Yunting asked himself that his talent was extremely high, and he had been working his swordsmanship, but he could only practice to the fifth sword. The sixth layer of sword intent is really profound and incomprehensible, Tang Yunting has worked hard for many years, but he still has not been able to reach its roots.

He had been hearing Shen Yunyang say that this son was extremely talented, and he wanted to see how many layers Lu Jingyuan could comprehend.

After a few words, I suddenly saw Tang Yunting's halberd pointing at Lu Jingyuan's heavenly spirit cover, and a little divine light appeared, and the "Wudang Seven Swords" method had been taught.

Lu Jingyuan followed Tang Yunting's instructions, crossed his knees, and slowly comprehended the profound sword intent of "Wudang Seven Swords".

Time went far in his enlightenment, and about a quarter of an hour passed, Lu Jingyuan sat quietly, with a faint state of pain on his seemingly withered face, and at the same time, curling green smoke came out of his head.

At this time, Lu Jingyuan was playing with himself who was living in seclusion in the depths of his soul. Every move is so frightening, full of dangers.

"Wudang Seven Swords" is very mysterious, and Lu Jingyuan can barely comprehend one or two at a glance. It's too hard to get it all together.

Although you have realized one or two, you have to practice "Wudang Seven Swords", it is still early! It is said that Lu Jingyuan's current cultivation is completely lost, even if he is the cultivation at the peak of the Xuanling Realm in his heyday, he will not be able to practice the "Wudang Seven Swords".

Seeing this, Tang Yunting had a slightly strange look on his face, and looked at the young man in front of him suspiciously, with a pair of knife eyebrows locked deeply, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing Lu Jingyuan's sword eyebrows upside down, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead from time to time, and the color of pain increased instead of decreasing. Tang Yunting lifted a soft force and pressed it on his shoulder to help him with an arm.

After a while, Lu Jingyuan woke up slowly, opened his eyes, looked up and down, and found that his body was wet.

Tang Yunting looked at him and asked, "How much have you comprehended?" ”

Lu Jingyuan saw that his expression was serious, and he didn't dare to deceive him, so he just answered truthfully: "The kid's understanding is too shallow, and he can only comprehend one or two of them." ”

Tang Yunting saw that his demeanor was quite respectful, and it didn't seem to be fake, so he stroked his beard again, smiled, and said, "It's not easy to comprehend one or two, but don't be greedy." I have here the Yin and Yang Transformation Technique of "Wudang Seven Swords". I've learned it over the years, so I might as well pass it on to you. ”

As he spoke, Tang Yunting taught the method to Lu Jingyuan again.

"The Art of Yin and Yang Change" was created by Tang Yunting based on "Wudang Seven Swords", so he called it "Yin and Yang Law Sword". "Yin and Yang Law Sword" is much simpler, but in terms of power, it is not weaker than "Wudang Seven Swords".

Immediately, Lu Jingyuan crossed his knees again and comprehended the "Yin and Yang Sword".

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the sun has turned westward. Lu Jingyuan woke up from his meditation again, only to see Danyang like a plate, hanging on the west peak, crumbling. Tang Yunting had already left, and there was a letter from him on the table.

Lu Jingyuan made a move, the letter had already arrived in his hand, and he wrote:

"You have learned the "Imperial Sword Technique", "Wudang Seven Swords", and "Yin and Yang Sword", and ordinary cultivators are no longer your opponents, so I can leave with confidence."

After reading the letter, Lu Jingyuan had mixed feelings in his heart, he and Tang Yunting did not have the relationship of master and apprentice, but they had the reality of master and apprentice, if he didn't teach carefully, where could he learn all kinds of magic skills? He couldn't help but slam to the ground in the direction of Tang Yunting's residence, which could be regarded as a simple apprenticeship.

For a long night, Lu Jingyuan sat cross-legged alone, and the purple qi around his body was circulating, as if it had been plated with a layer of purple gilt.

The next day, Lu Jingyuan had just finished cultivating, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the Ghost Hand Heavenly Doctor sitting in front of him, staring at him with his eyes. Lu Jingyuan couldn't help but be taken aback, and said, "Why are you here?" ”

The Ghost Hand Heavenly Doctor didn't answer immediately, stepped forward to take his pulse, and then said, "It seems that I didn't expect it badly, your memory is starting to recover." ”

Yesterday, Jing Yan told the ghost hand heavenly doctor about Lu Jingyuan's bare hands to defeat the little killing star.

The old man was surprised at first, because before, Lu Jingyuan had lost his memory, along with his cultivation. In such a situation, he is just a mortal, how can he beat the little killer star, such a master who kills people as a profession.

So, as soon as the sky was bright today, the ghost hand heavenly doctor came to the dark. With this hand, I knew that Lu Jingyuan's memory began to recover. Xiu Wei will also return to Lu Jingyuan little by little.

When the Ghost Hand Heavenly Doctor said his conclusion, Lu Jingyuan also smiled. Regaining his former cultivation is such a happy thing for Lu Jingyuan!

He was once a genius to all people!

As he spoke, the Ghost Hand Heavenly Doctor took out a fist-sized porcelain bottle from his storage bag, and then said, "This is the Soul Rejuvenation Pill I concocted overnight. You take it back. Take one tablet daily in the morning and evening. ”

"I was pressed for time, so I made this bottle. When you finish eating, you can go to the Wudang Sword Sect Danfang to find it. The existing 'Soul Returning Pill' Danfang is here. ”

Lu Jingyuan took it and thanked him.

"Don't thank you, the old gentleman will have a period later." As he spoke, Lu Jingyuan recited the mantra, the long sword flew up, he stepped on it, and shot out into the distance.

The location of Wudang Mountain, Tang Yunting had already explained it to him clearly last night. Lu Jingyuan drove the flying sword and walked all the way. It was not just one day, and on this day he was flying to a valley mouth, and he suddenly felt that his belly was drumming, and he was hungry and thirsty, and he happened to see the cave in front of him, and he set up the shade, so he pressed the flying sword to rest, and took out dry food and water to drink.

Looking up at the cave in all directions, he saw that the cave was dim, Lu Jingyuan's palm flipped over, and a flame flashed, and suddenly the cave where he couldn't see his fingers became bright.

There was a snake path on the left side of the cave, which seemed to be bottomless, and couldn't help but arouse Lu Jingyuan's curiosity, so he walked in cautiously.

I don't know how long I walked, but I suddenly felt that the road ahead suddenly opened up. He looked around and found himself in a stone chamber.

A corpse sat cross-legged, but it had been dead for a long time, and the body had already decomposed, and only the bones of the remaining Sensen still maintained a meditative posture. Judging from the clothes, this person's status is not low.

Lu Jingyuan approached to inspect it, and couldn't help but be surprised, only to see a Xuanmu waist card tied around this person's waist: "Wudang Sword Sect Supreme Elder Xuanyuan Zhi." ”

It turned out that the owner of this corpse was the Taishang Elder of the Wudang Sword Sect.

Immediately, he was about to bow three times in the direction of the corpse, and said: "Disciple Lu Jingyuan, a disciple of Shen Yunyang, has strayed into this place today, unexpectedly disturbing the ancestor, please forgive the kid for the crime of ignorance!" ”

"I can't bear to see the remains of my ancestor in the wilderness, and I want to dig a pit and bury it, I don't know what my ancestor wants? Please also instruct, if you agree to the boy's request, blow the wind twice through my ears. ”

After that, he listened attentively, and when he heard the strange wind, the sound of the wind passed through his ears twice.

Lu Jingyuan was suspicious, and there was still something inappropriate in his heart, so he secretly exclaimed: "Is it really the manifestation of the Supreme Master Ancestor?" If it's a coincidence, what if you collide with the undead? ”

Then he bowed to the remains three times and said, "If you agree with my intentions, put the remains of the ancestor into the ground, and ask the ancestor to raise two winds through my ears." ”

After that, I heard two gusts of yin wind whistling in my ears. So I was convinced.

Lu Jingyuan dug a pit on the left side of the cave, knee-deep. Then he bowed to the remains three more times, and said silently: "Please forgive the boy for being rude, and now put the remains of my grandfather into the ground. ”

After that, move the remains into the ground for burial. And set up a branch in front of the tomb as a marker. took the Xuanmu waist card as evidence, and he told the head of the house every day, and it would not be empty.

Between the moving corpses, a storage bag was dropped from above, an eye-sized bead, and the firelight shone white.

Lu Jingyuan took it in his hand and weighed it, it was heavier than ordinary beads, exuding a warm warmth, which felt very strange.

He took it with the storage bag. The left and right people can't be resurrected after death, and they don't need these magic weapons, so it's better to cheapen him.

Before leaving, Lu Jingyuan set up a low-level magic circle outside the cave to prevent the undead spirit of the ancestor from being disturbed and destroyed by birds and beasts.