Lin Xuanzhen nodded with satisfaction, and affirmed the two: "You have arranged it very well, it seems that I, the deputy teacher, can't help anything." ”

"Originally, Senior Brother Yao's demonstration was really fine, but now-poof!" An Simei glanced at Senior Brother who was less than her waist, and thought of a child holding a spirit sword to compare moves, and couldn't help laughing.

"Senior Sister An!"

The milky scolding had no effect at all.

An Simei laughed so hard that she couldn't stop at all.

Seeing that Yao Tang's face was flushed with anger, Lin Xuanzhen hurriedly reassured: "Okay, okay, if those new beginner disciples can't understand it later, I will help you, Senior Brother Yao." ”

It's a big deal to feed Senior Brother Yao so that those new disciples can see more clearly.

"Senior Sister, you are so good!" Yao Tang's eyes were shining, and he began to suspect that those who said that Senior Sister was ruthless were spreading rumors.

But after thinking about it, he thought of the elixirs that Senior Sister Tuo'an brought after she came back from this trip to Southwest Prefecture.

There is also the unknown alchemy master, the newly suffered.

Alas, the elder sister is such a complicated person.

After the new disciples finished eating, they returned to the lecture hall.

An Simei explained the qi induction technique, and after making sure that no one had any doubts, she asked Yao Tang to demonstrate the basic swordsmanship.

Yao Tang took out a high-grade spirit stone from a groove in the lecture hall, and the roof above the entire lecture hall and the surrounding walls disappeared.

The lecture hall itself is set up on a flat ground at the foot of the mountain, and without the roof and walls, everyone can spread out in all directions, and they can watch the demonstration of the teacher and the teacher and do it themselves.

The basic thirteen swordsmanship, as the name suggests, includes thirteen basic swordsmanship including drawing, belting, lifting, gridding, hitting, stabbing, pointing, collapsing, stirring, pressing, splitting, intercepting, and washing.

This is the basic swordsmanship that the disciples of the Heavenly Thunder Sect must learn, and it will also affect the learning of further high-level swordsmanship in the future.

Lin Xuanzhen had only learned a posture following the diagram of the basic thirteen sword techniques, so she looked at it very seriously.

Among the exercises that her master and brothers didn't have time to take away, they were all advanced versions of advanced sword techniques that were similar to the Thunder Channeling Sword Technique.

This leads to her not having a solid foundation, and she will only be a showman when she learns.

But this showcase, used to pretend, is enough, anyway, she has lived for so long, and she has not had any chance to fight.

Yao Tang held the spirit sword, which was not much shorter than his height, and demonstrated the basic swordsmanship from slow to fast three times.

After retracting the spirit sword, he asked all the disciples present, "Do you understand?"

The new disciples looked at each other, and they had only watched it three times, how could they learn it so quickly?

Moreover, this Uncle Yao's demonstration was too fast.

The third time, you can see the afterimage!

Yao Tang just wanted to complete the teaching task quickly, so he unconsciously moved faster.

The way he looks now, stared at by the thousands of people present, is really a little embarrassing.

After waiting for a while, and no one asked, he nodded, believing that he had completed the teaching of the basic thirteen sword techniques.

I felt that I was lucky, this disciple had a good understanding, and said to everyone: "You can see it, then you can practice it yourself!"

"Uncle Yao, the disciple doesn't know if he has learned it, can you ask Uncle Yao to watch the disciple practice and then give him some guidance?"

It was the young man with a pure yang physique who spoke - Qiu Zhengyang.

When recruiting new disciples in Southwest Prefecture before, Qiu Zhengyang held a sword when he broke out of the trial formation.

From the posture and pace of his walking, it is not difficult to see that he has a foundation in martial arts, and he has obviously learned swordsmanship.

This proposal was good, so Yao Tang asked him to step forward and demonstrate the swordsmanship just now.

Zhang Fang in the audience looked at Qiu Zhengyang's confident appearance, and he was honored.

He had worked as the account office of the City Lord's Mansion in Yunhe City, so he naturally knew that Qiu Zhengyang needed to spend a lot of money on the rare and exotic grass used to strengthen his muscles and bones every month.

Moreover, the talent of the young city lord has always been top-notch, and he can learn seven or eight percent just by watching the demonstration once, not to mention that Uncle Yao, who is now teaching, has demonstrated it three times.

The young city lord is genius and hard-working, and it is natural that he can learn it so quickly.

Thinking of himself, he couldn't help but feel a little gloomy.

After reading the sword technique three times, he only remembered the first style.

He was deeply aware that his talent was too poor.

He is old and has a fixed physique, and he has to put in more effort to barely catch up with the other disciples.

Looking at Qiu Zhengyang again, he has now been to the Pure Spirit Pool, and his cultivation has become a mortal, so he can only carry the ordinary spirit sword distributed by the Heavenly Thunder Sect to go forward.

He stood still on the stage, saluted with a sword in one hand, and his momentum changed instantly.

The original arrogant young master's temperament is gone, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and the edge is exposed.

Like flowing water, Qiu Zhengyang was stunned and danced the basic thirteen swordsmanship so that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Lin Xuanzhen couldn't help but look at him.

What a genius!

In her eyes, this basic thirteen swordsmanship is similar to radio gymnastics, and Qiu Zhengyang is the genius who can dance radio gymnastics into a vigorous dance.

If he can concentrate on cultivation, Qiu Zhengyang's potential is not much worse than Ren Qi.

You must know that the strength of sword cultivation can always be firmly superior to monks in the same realm.

When the Mahayana period is completed, the sword cultivation's ability to resist the thunder tribulation is also exceptionally good, and with the thunder guidance sword technique of the Heavenly Thunder Gate, the thunder tribulation can be weakened by ninety percent.

Qiu Zhengyang's set of swordsmanship on the stage attracted everyone in the audience to turn their heads and inquire about the origin of this person.

A year later, at the Eight Great Sects United Competition, the number of places in each sect and faction is limited, and this person will be their fierce rival.

Lin Xuanzhen turned his head to look at Zhang Fang with a sad face again, and decided to go and wash him tonight.

How much can be improved, it can't discourage him from the beginning.

She still remembered her three-thousand-year-old plan, and she had to let Zhang Fang keep up with everyone's cultivation progress.

Qiu Zhengyang put away the sword and turned his head to look at the deputy senior teacher, but saw that she was looking at Zhang Fang again.

He suddenly felt depressed, why did this Fang always steal this senior sister's attention?

Before, in front of the Tongtian Steps, Senior Sister specially asked Zhang Fang to talk.

Could it be that Zhang Fang has any outstanding characteristics?

But isn't his characteristic that he is talented?

This senior sister can't be taken care of because of his poor talent, right?

His instincts, as a monastic genius, told him that it was impossible.

So, this senior sister should be reluctant to give up Zhang Fang's qualifications to be like this, right?

Senior sister is really kind-hearted, maybe she will take care of Zhang Fang more in the future, and she will also be able to impress her.

Yao Tang was greatly surprised by his performance on the side, and Tianleimen had another sword to repair the seedlings!

"Qiu Zhengyang, Senior Nephew Qiu?" Yao Tang wasn't sure if he had the right name.

Qiu Zhengyang heard the child's voice, came back to his senses, and lowered his head to look at the top of Uncle Yao's black head.

This little kid turned out to be the uncle of the Jindan period!