At the beginning, they had thirty fresh leeks, and as soon as they had a sense of qi, they were taken by Rong Hui to Jinshui Town to eliminate demons, which was something that had never happened in the immortal cultivation world.

Although the disciples of the same period as Li Yanhui were a little weaker than him in terms of cultivation, they were taller than ordinary monks, and their Dao hearts were firmer, especially with the undefeated golden body merit seal as a guarantee, they were more fearless.

"Master, don't you already have a set of swordsmanship?" Li Yanhui looked at another complex set of swordsmanship and asked curiously, "What kind of swordsmanship is that set?" ”

"I didn't think of a name. Rong Hui handed him the swordsmanship, "Do you want to see it again?"

This set of swordsmanship is varied, murderous, and very different from the basic swordsmanship, more suitable for killing, as long as the spiritual power is enough, you don't need to cooperate with the spell mark to play a terrifying sword move.

Rong Hui raised the wooden sword again, the wooden sword was long and rainbow through the sun, the sword was like a storm, sometimes like a dragon going out to sea to soar the world, sometimes lightning and thunder shocked the earth, the whole set of swordsmanship was full of attack power, she didn't use spiritual power, Li Yanhui couldn't help but sacrifice the enchantment to protect herself.

A set of swordsmanship down.

Li Yanhui found that it was like a rocket launched, there is no return, attack, attack, or attack!

Don't leave yourself a way back for the future, only by breaking through the obstacles can you survive.

The swordsmanship is majestic and murderous.

"What an extreme swordsmanship. Li Yan replied, "Master, where is its upper limit?"

Rong Hui put away his sword, and his murderous aura was undiminished, "There is no upper limit." ”

Li Yanhui was shocked and said, "If this set of swordsmanship is completed, wouldn't it be able to become a heirloom treasure?!"

When encountering people with a utilitarian heart, the cultivation of this set of swordsmanship has made rapid progress, but it is full of dangers.

"Well, I'll study it for a while, and I'll finish the final touches before I can pass it on to the world. ”

Li Yan gave Rong Hui a thumbs up.

No matter how many classics there are, there will be a time when they run out.

Only continuous innovation can make progress.

Li Yan thought about it, since his apprenticeship, Rong Hui had created three sets of swordsmanship with different systems, each with its own advantages and disadvantages, which was extremely shocking.

He had to sigh.

The difference between a genius and a philistine is not only in comprehension, but also in creativity.

"This set of swordsmanship is extreme, and those who practice must have a firm Taoist heart. Rong Hui put away the wooden sword and beckoned to Li Yanhui, "Come here, teach you how to compile a sword book and mental method for the teacher." ”

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.

Now teaching Li Yanhui to compile sword scores and mental methods is like letting a baby learn to run, it is too early.

But the young aura is the rarest.

Rong Hui also didn't plan to teach too deeply, so that the little apprentice could systematically learn the compilation method.

Different moods and different cultivators have different perceptions.

Rong Hui wanted Li Yanhui to have a lot of feelings when he practiced the Nine Heavens Imperial Thunder True Decision and the Supreme Immortal Heart Determination Method, wrote it down, and compiled it into a book, so that when the kendo was completed in the future, he would look back at the notes of the young man's spirit and compose a swordsmanship.

This sword technique will change with the change of heart, and it will have more aura, so that future generations of disciples can understand the life experience of their predecessors and resonate with themselves.

This is Rong Hui's experience of leading the little apprentices to grow up.

As the saying goes, the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade.

If the trees are gone, how will future generations enjoy the shade?

Only by constantly innovating can we maintain the vitality of the immortal cultivation world.

The so-called classics are also based on what was known at the beginning.

Times have changed, and some things should be discarded if they are already dross.

In the concept of Rong Hui, most of the ancient secret realms and ancient cheats have loopholes.

Li Yanhui took out the futon and sat down cross-legged and listened to Rong Hui's knowledge.

This night, Li Yanhui realized a lot.

Thinking in a different direction about the place where it was stuck in the past, there is another solution.

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This year's New Disciple Welcome Ceremony is the first time that the Sword Spirit Sect has been held after it has become one of the six major sects, and it is particularly grand.

Rong Hui woke up early in the morning and found that the golden lotus was abnormal, and the brilliance was no longer there, as if she wanted to thank her.

She walked around the peaks with the golden lotus in her hand, but she didn't find a way to save her.

Shen Shujian saw some clues, "The Buddha seal golden lotus originally came from the holy land of Buddhism, blooming once in a thousand years, and it can be immortalized for thousands of years when it is picked after it is ripe."

Each golden lotus carries a limited number of resentful souls.

Senior sister's flower seems to have been tempered by masters, and although it has enhanced its ability to absorb resentful spirits, it has killed its lifespan. ”

Rong Hui doesn't know much about Buddhism, "Is there a solution?"

Shen Shujian shook his head, "The fourth senior brother has spent some time in the Holy Land of Buddhism, he should know better than me. ”

Buddha cultivates the next life, and the Tao cultivates this life.

Sometimes Shen Shujian couldn't see through what that group of Buddhist cultivators were cultivating.

Say they are merciful.

There is also the angry eye of King Kong.

Say they kill heavily.

But there is a move of cutting meat and feeding eagles.

It's not as refreshing and neat as the Taoist cultivator.

Rong Huiyou ran to Dieyun Peak, and learned from Liu Yifeng that Jin Lian was angry and needed to be washed.

"That's a coincidence. Liu Yifeng said with a smile: "There is a lotus pond on Yingzhou Island, where the new disciples train, which is said to have been planted by the monks of the holy land of Buddhism when they came to Zhongzhou to preach.

That Buddha cultivated to a high level, and then passed away for some reason, and the Golden Lotus Pond became a legend.

If the fifth junior sister finds the golden lotus pond and washes its golden lotus again, it can be restored to its original state. ”

Liu Yifeng has traveled south and north for many years and has seen a lot of things.

Little is known about the fact that there is a lotus pond on Yingzhou Island.

He had a close relationship with a respected Buddhist monk in the holy place of Buddhism, and learned about it by chance.

The Buddha did not succeed in preaching in Middle-earth, so he went to Yingzhou Island to retreat with regrets, and finally passed away.

Rong Hui held a wilting light and said, "Is it just a repair?"

Liu Yifeng smiled and said, "Fifth Senior Sister, do you still want it to advance?"

In his cognition, Jin Lian is almost possible to advance.

"That's right. Rong Hui held the wilted golden lotus and said seriously, "The difference between a magic weapon that cannot be advanced and a broken copper and iron is that it is more resistant to beating, that's all." ”

I don't know if it was stimulated by Rong Hui's words, the languishing Jin Lian tried to stretch her petals, pretending to be very strong.

Liu Yifeng""

The new disciples were selected by Liu Yifeng, and he also single-handedly organized the welcome ceremony for the new disciples.

Rong Hui returned to the Ethereal Peak and put his golden lotus into the clear water, poured some spiritual liquid from the Prayer Flower Peak to cultivate the spirit and plant the spirit grass into it, and when he returned to the main hall, it was too late, and flew directly over the heads of the new disciples.

All the elders of the Sword Spirit Sect walked to the elder seat, and only Rong Huifei went up, which set off a heated discussion among the disciples.

"The Fifth Elder has come out and charged his money. ”

"The kryptonite boss is really not ordinary. ”

"Why can the five elders fly, but the other elders can't do kung fu?"

"Sure enough, those with heads and faces don't have to walk, and ordinary five elders are ordinary dragging. ”

The disciples all understood that the other elders would not say anything, laughing and teasing.

Rong Huifei stepped into his seat and found that Li Yanhui was arguing with a delicate-looking young man in a low voice, and the two sides were at a stalemate, and no one was convinced.

The young man was dressed in the school uniform of a disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect, and Rong Hui felt a little familiar.

After Liu Yifeng announced the names of the leading disciples and elders of the new disciples, he issued a token to each disciple and asked them to follow closely.

There are more than five hundred disciples, and in addition to Rong Hui, there are also Great Elder Wenrenyu and Seventh Elder Xuanji.

Formal assignment with low salary, management of Shuzhong rudder.

Shuzhong borders on the demons of the 100,000 mountains, plus the Qingcheng faction has just been destroyed, and the shameless rat generation has made a lot of small moves, and the Sword Spirit Sect has added three hundred elite disciples to reinforce it.

Wang Shi's business is all over Kyushu, and he has dealt with Shuzhong all these years, and he knows which forces can be appeased and which backbones must be eliminated, and he wants to go there to assist Lian Xin.

Not long after the Sword Spirit Sect became one of the six major sects, Liu Yifeng was busy with diplomacy, and there were only a few of them in the entire Sword Spirit Sect.

After the welcome ceremony, Li Yanhui took the roster of disciples assigned to the Ethereal Peak on the Ethereal Peak, and when he turned around, he saw a follower.

Li Yanhui raised his eyebrows coldly, "Hey, Wang Hongyu, you have been with me all the way." ”

If it weren't for the fact that he was the nephew of the third master or the sect master of the Psychic Sect, Li Yanhui punched him down the mountain.

"Which eye did you see me with you?"

Wang Hongyu hugged his sword and arrogantly stepped on the ethereal peak.

His handsome face has taken off the childishness of the past, and he looks like a sect master, "Did you dig the road? ”

Li Yan sneered back, "Coincidentally, I really dug it." ”

"The sect master you dug is going to leave. "Wang Hongyu's graceful climb of the mountain, as always, is arrogant and unreasonable, very unpleasant," the road is meant to be walked. ”

When he was young, he was controlled by his grandfather, and Wang Hongyu's arrogance was still within the range, so he didn't go too far.

Over the years, he has been controlled by Wang Shi and several other elders of the Tongling Sect who have ghosts in their hearts, and calculated, Wang Hongyu's city and state of mind are different from the past.

Yang Hongyu hid his mind deeply, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment, arrogance became the best disguise, and anything could be explained with these two words.

When he arrived at the Sword Spirit Sect, Wang Hongyu relaxed physically and mentally, and his bad temper and paranoia when he was young were like a tiger coming out of the cage, unscrupulously spreading joy, only caring about his own happiness and his falling apart.

Wang Hongyu and Rong Hui have experienced life and death, and they are quite dependent on her psychologically, so it is very unpleasant to look at Li Yanhui, just like the most precious thing has been snatched away, which is particularly targeted.

"If you like to climb, you can climb slowly. Li Yan glanced back at Wang Hongyu, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he easily climbed the mountain.

Wang Hongyu was angry and borrowed spiritual power to compete with Li Yanhui.

But not long after walking, he felt like lead under his feet, and he couldn't move.

Wang Hongyu grabbed the trees and rocks on both sides, and climbed up breathlessly, "Ethereal Peak, it's so weird." ”

Li Yan looked back at Wang Hongyu, who had been climbing for a long time and was still on the foot, quickly went up the mountain, and handed over the roster to Rong Hui.

"Wang Hongyu?" Rong Hui thought of the young man who looked at him at the welcome ceremony and stopped talking, and remembered what happened ten years ago, "The sect master of the Psychic Sect is mixed with the new disciples and follows the experience, what does the third senior brother think." ”

It is true that the sect master of the Psychic Sect is Wang Hongyu.

But everyone in Qiongzhou knows that Wang Hongyu will consult Wang Shi's advice when encountering major events, and everyone feels that the Tongling Sect is a subsidiary of the Sword Spirit Sect, and the dissatisfied voices in the sect have been clamoring for more than ten years.

"Fifth Elder, give, give saliva to drink. ”

The sound of dying came from Rong Hui, and when he came to Jinshui Bridge, he saw Wang Hongyu lying on the ground tired, like a thirsty fish, foaming at the mouth of the iceberg.

Rong Hui looked angry and laughed, and his mind was full of the arrogant young man who was so lustful and introverted.

Rong Hui raised his hand, and Qingfeng carried Wang Hongyu past the Jinshui Bridge, "It's exhausting to climb a mountain at the peak of the foundation realm, what have you cultivated all these years?" ”

The glass cup full of water fell into the hands of Wang Hongyu, who was standing firmly on the ground, his hands were sore and his legs were weak, and he sat on the ground with messy hair and buttocks, all without the arrogance of the young sect master, he drank the water with a bang, and it took a long time to recover.

"I fixed it. Wang Hongyu was so tired that he was dazzled, "Huhu, if I don't repair, I will definitely die halfway." ”

"Fifth Elder, let me tell you, you are so ethereal. ”

Wang Hongyu was paralyzed from exhaustion, "If one day there is a crooked demon and evil way hits the mountain, and before you climb up, you will die of exhaustion first."

If you don't give him a sip of water to drink at the top of the mountain, you'll be half dead.

The crooked devil and evil path flew up, and the first thing people said was not to fight first, but to humbly pray for 'give saliva to drink'"°(°ˊДˋ°)°

"Are you so tired?"

Rong Hui asked with a smile.

"Fifth Elder, don't you think I'm tired like this?"

Wang Hongyu didn't want to look at Rong Hui, he was pampered since he was a child, and he never walked if he could take the sword, "I think your rules need to be changed, and you have to take care of our juniors." ”

Rong Hui looked at him with a smile.

Ten years have passed, and Wang Hongyu still hasn't changed.

It's still that squeamish and arrogant little boy.

"Actually, I think that as long as you are not tired, you are not tired. ”

Wang Hongyu's eyes were glazed.

What does it mean?

A bad premonition rose in his heart.

"I can breathe, I can speak, and I am asked to change the rules. Rong Hui felt that this teenager was very cute, "Little young, do it again." ”

What do you mean?

Wang Hongyu's expectation should be that two people who have not seen each other for ten years confide in each other, dissolve the estrangement, and hug their heads and cry.

Then the five elders took him to the mountains and rivers, and his feelings gradually became stronger, and finally he returned to the countryside.

Li Yan, who appeared at some point, took a cucumber back and smiled meaningfully.

The next moment, Wang Hongyu only felt a breeze blowing on his face, and he returned to the foot of the mountain from the mountain.

Rong Hui's cold voice sounded.

"Half an hour later, I can't climb up, so don't eat today. ”

Wang Hongyu "???" ( ̄〈 ̄)

Rong Hui reads Wang Shi's letter.

Wang Hongyu is fond of hard work and is afraid of hardship, and it is difficult to break through the peak of the foundation building realm and enter the Jindan realm.

Some of the rebel forces of the Tongling Sect are ready to move, and if Wang Hongyu can't break through, it will be dangerous.

So Wang Shi hopes to let Rong Hui take this squeamish nephew to experience.

Wang Hongyu and Rong Hui have an old relationship, and Rong Hui decided to help.

Within half an hour, Wang Hongyu did not climb the mountain, he had no food to eat at night, and all the food in the Qiankun bag was taken away by Rong Hui.

The next day, Wang Hongyu followed behind Rong Hui hungrily and went to Yingzhou Island.

As soon as he heard that Wanli Road needed to run on two legs, Wang Hongyu quit on the spot.

Rong Hui gave him a look, and Li Yanhui dragged Wang Hongyu with one hand, and asked each disciple to carry one or two hundred catties of heavy swords on their backs and walk forward.

It wasn't until Wang Hongyu got that his clothes were torn and his abdomen was oozing blood, that he realized that Rong Hui was not joking.

In addition to the disciples, there are also several teachers in this experience.

Fu Yu is among them.

Rong Hui and his entourage walked for half a month.

Rest during the day to practice swords, learn mental methods, and kill demons.

At night, the rules of survival were staged, and Rong Hui was ready for all kinds of sneak attacks and traps at any time, and more than a hundred disciples were in disarray.

Who can withstand this kind of play?

Fireproof, anti-theft and anti-appearance emblem.

They were really about to be played to death by the five elders.

Li Yanhui sighed with great emotion, this year's leeks are not resistant to pressure, and they are about to become pickles.

The Sword Spirit Sect passed through a small town and met the disciples of the Qingyun Sect on a narrow road.

And the leaders of the Qingyun Sect are Zhang Yuandao, Liu Zhan and others.

The two sides met, and sparks flew around.

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