In the early morning, the mist in the mountains had not yet cleared, and the air was moist and fresh, and everything was shrouded in mist.

The dew drops hanging from the branches and leaves of the plants and trees in the mountains reflect the sunlight that spreads down, and it looks crystal clear.

Su Fan closed his eyes, his naked upper body and carried the magic sword in one hand, standing in a clearing in the cave mansion.

He bent his knees and stretched his arms, and the silver light flashed suddenly, and the long sword was swept out.

The magic sword, which was originally three or four hundred catties, was now in Su Fan's hands, as if it was nothing.

Now that Su Fan has cultivated the "Nine Extremes Serial Slash" to the realm of true meaning, coupled with the influence of Ye Tianhe, there is a trace of sword cultivation.

It's not like the one used to do your best and cut a few blind handfuls.

Every time he swung his sword, it seemed to be ordinary, and there was nothing fancy about his sword moves, it was simply simple to the extreme.

The sword intent exists in the heart, and it comes immediately, and it becomes a momentum in an instant.

Sometimes straightforward and fierce, like a battlefield soldier, the long river is broken.

From time to time, it gathers momentum and erupts, falling like thunder, and the mountains collapse.

Sometimes the yin damage is slashed by the mysterious curve, and the sword is out of the yin damage, and the wind of purgatory is coerced.

Sometimes it is heavy and heavy, and it is like a lock across the river, and thousands of sails do not cross.

From time to time, the light and agile changes hide the sword momentum, sweeping like a ghost and a ghost, and there is no shadow under the candle.

Su Fan performed the "Nine Extremes Serial Slash" dozens of times in succession, and then he slowly retracted his sword and stood there panting.

After resting for a while, Su Fan's eyes froze.

A "Running Thunder Sword" wrapped in thunder and lightning roared from the middle of the road and slashed straight to a mountain wall hundreds of zhang away.

Rumble!!

In the blink of an eye, the "Thunder Sword" stabbed into the mountain wall, blasting the hard mountain into a huge crater nearly the size of a zhang.

Su Fan beckoned, and the "Running Thunder Sword" slashed through the space, like a dazzling light, returning to Su Fan's side and hovering continuously.

Immediately after, he controlled the "Thunder Sword" and kept slashing towards the mountain wall.

Burst Sword, Annihilation Sword, Thunder Sound Sword, Killing God Sword, and Soul Sword, each move was used dozens of times, and only then did the "Running Thunder Sword" be withdrawn into the Dao Seed.

Next, Su Fan began to practice "Xingyi Fist" again, and only stopped until his physical strength was exhausted.

At this moment, he was sweating profusely, and every inch of muscle in his body was trembling regularly.

The degree of control of Su Fan's body has long been wonderful, every time the skin and flesh shake, the muscles and bones bounce, and the internal organs squirm, it is like a babbling stream, moisturizing things silently.

Now, every time he practices swords and boxing, he will use the control ability of his physical body at the same time, and his movements are like flowing water, without the slightest smell of fireworks.

Call!!

Su Fan let out a sigh of relief, the lightning flashed under his feet, and he teleported several times in succession, and the person was already lying in that spiritual spring.

After resting for a while, Su Fan began to practice all kinds of magical powers and spells again, brushing the data over and over again.

At this time, the messenger jade talisman on Su Fan's waist vibrate.

He withdrew the spell and took off the jade talisman, and heard the voice of the sect leader Zuo Zonghao.

"Senior Brother Su, come to the main hall of the sect and discuss important matters......

Su Fan frowned when he heard this, could it be that the cult had started to make trouble again.

He put away the messenger jade talisman, then stood up from the spiritual spring, washed up briefly, and left the cave with a neat dress.

Su Fan harnessed the magic weapon and came to the main peak of the Water Cloud Sect.

He went straight to the main hall of the sect, and saw Zuo Zonghao sitting there cross-legged and leisurely drinking spiritual tea.

Su Fan breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that nothing big should happen.

Zuo Zonghao saw Su Fan coming, and beckoned at him with a smile.

"Senior brother, come and sit down and taste my Bihai fairy tea......

Su Fan came to Zuo Zonghao and sat down, took the spiritual tea handed over by the other party, and then took a sip of the teacup.

"Hmm...... Sect Master, your tea is not bad......"

"This tea comes from the East China Sea, if you like it, I'll wrap some for you later......"

After Zuo Zonghao finished speaking, he put down the teacup in his hand.

"Senior brother, I came to you today because I have something to discuss with you......

"Sect Master, I am also a member of the Shuiyun Sect, if there is something to do, just send ......"

Zuo Zonghao waved his hand, and then smiled.

"It's not a big deal, it's just a matter of accepting apprentices from the foundation building disciples in the door, everyone else has already been selected, and you're the only junior brother left......"

Listening to Zuo Zonghao's words, Su Fan frowned.

Collect apprentices, what are you doing with that thing?

Su Fan was about to refuse politely, but Zuo Zonghao had already snatched the conversation.

"Senior brother, don't be busy refusing first, this is what Qingxuan Ancestor specially explained before the retreat, don't embarrass Senior Brother and me......"

Okay, then take one to deal with the errand, anyway, he plans to be free-range.

Su Fan took a deep breath and said, "Then Cheng, I'll take in an apprentice, if I don't train well, don't blame me...... sect master"

"Although the junior brother has just broken through, when it comes to combat power, there are few people in the sect who can be stronger than you......"

Su Fan hurriedly shook his hand, this one can't be recognized.

"The sect master has praised it, if you want to talk about the fighting method, I have just started......

Zuo Zonghao secretly complained when he heard this, you are in the Dharma Pavilion Square, in front of so many disciples, there are two Zhuji elders left one after another, who doesn't know about this.

This junior brother is good at everything, but he is too low-key.

Others are eager to make a name for themselves, but he is good, as if he is afraid that others will know, he doesn't even look at him every day.

Besides, this junior brother is too withdrawn.

From the day he entered the Shuiyun Sect, he stayed in the cave mansion to do penance, and never made friends with other people in the sect.

But even so, Zuo Zonghao couldn't say anything, after all, there were monks of all kinds.

The two chatted a few more words, and Zuo Zonghao took Su Fan to the front hall.

At this time, there were more than a dozen and a half children in the hall, the eldest was eleven or twelve years old, and the youngest was only eight or nine years old.

They stood in a row in an orderly manner, waiting for Su Fan's selection with nervous faces.

Seeing the two coming, they all bowed respectfully.

"Greetings to Uncle ......"

Zuo Zonghao waved his hand at them, and then looked back at Su Fan.

"Senior disciple, the sect stipulates that each foundation building disciple must include two Qi cultivation disciples......"

Su Fan not only sighed secretly, he really didn't want to accept apprentices, but he was mainly troublesome.

A deacon from the sect affairs hall walked over, holding a booklet in both hands, and handed it to Su Fan's hand.

Su Fan picked it up and flipped through it, then threw it back.

"I won't read it anymore, can you introduce it to me......"

When the deacon disciple heard this, he hurriedly put away the book, and then began to introduce the situation of each disciple to Su Fan one by one.

These disciples are still making a living, most of them are the qualifications of the three spiritual roots, and all of them have been accepted into the sect since they were children, and they are from the children of the Zhigen Zhidi Xiuzhen family.

After listening to the deacon disciple's introduction, Su Fan's divine sense swept for a moment, and then he pointed to two and a half of the children.

"Just the two of them......"

When the deacon disciples heard this, they hurriedly led the others out of the hall, leaving a small girl standing there with a surprised face.

Make up one chapter first, and two more in the evening

(End of chapter)