Shangwu Hall, Council Hall.

Qi Yunteng saw Li Mengluan walking in, so he spoke: "I want to introduce someone to you today." Li Mengluan looked to the side when he heard this, and found a young man about twenty-five years old, sitting there quietly.

He was dressed in a white robe, his face was like a crown of jade, and his facial features were handsome, but his expression showed a decadent color that only people who were not confused over the years would show, and his face was also quite pale, lacking blood, looking like he had just recovered from a serious illness, giving people a feeling of weakness.

Qi Yunteng opened his mouth at this time and introduced: "This person is my nephew, named Qi Jian. Although he looks like a weak scholar, he is the most talented of the younger generation in our faction, and he is a good material for martial arts. I want Miss Mengluan to teach him the secret stream of the Phaseless Interpretation first, see how much he can comprehend, and then decide whether to let all the disciples practice. ”

"No problem, where does Master Qi want me to teach him swordsmanship?" Li Mengluan replied.

Qi Yunteng thought for a moment and said, "I'll take you to the place where I usually practice by myself, where you won't be disturbed by others." ”

Then he said to Qi Jian: "Haven't you seen your future master yet?"

Qi Jian immediately stood up and said respectfully, "Master is above, please accept the disciple's worship." After that, he actually knelt down to pay homage to Li Mengluan.

Li Mengluan hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and said, "How can I be qualified to be your master? ”

Qi Yunteng retorted loudly: "Since you want to pass on his kung fu, you will naturally become his master, you deserve to be worshiped here, why do you want to refuse?"

"I passed on his kung fu to repay his kindness, not to accept apprentices, not to mention that this kung fu was originally a mastery of Shangwutang, and now it is just a thing to return to its original owner, how can I accept this worship?"

Li Mengluan's rhetoric was reasonable, so Qi Yunteng couldn't refute her point of view, so he had to say: "Since you don't want to be worshipped, then forget it, I'll take you to my own place to practice now." ”

Qi Yunteng took Li Mengluan and Qi Jian out of the conference hall, bypassed the residences of the disciples, and walked into a dense jungle behind. After walking in the jungle for about a cup of tea, I found that there was a wasteland with no grass in front of me, the size of which was about ten zhang square, which was very magical.

"There is such a place of cultivation made in heaven, nature is really wonderful, how did the master find this place?" Li Mengluan exclaimed.

Qi Yunteng laughed twice and said, "This jungle has a history of nearly a thousand years, and it existed before the ancestor founded Shangwutang, but few people have stepped into this jungle, and no one has discovered this wonder. Until one day I had nothing to do, walked into this forest and wandered around, and accidentally discovered this place, which has since become my practice place. ”

Li Mengluan began to teach Qi Jian Wuxiang to explain the secret flow on the same day, while Qi Yunteng watched from the sidelines, and the details were not mentioned for the time being.

Xuantian asked Qi Yunteng about Qingling's residence in the early morning, and after obtaining Qi Yunteng's approval, Xuantian cleaned the guest room adjacent to his room and let Qingling move in.

Qing Ling inspected the spotless room, which was obviously freshly cleaned, and with a smile on his face, he said to Xuantian: "Thank you, senior nephew, it seems that there is nothing you won't do." ”

Xuantian sighed lightly and said, "Uncle Shi is lifting me up again, and there are countless things I won't do." Even something as simple as cooking has never been able to learn how to make a dish that can be eaten. ”

Qing Ling smiled and said against it: "Cooking is not as easy as you think, not to mention that you are a man." Even your uncle and I can only cook some very simple dishes until now. ”

Qing Ling shook his head slightly, and continued: "There is no need to continue this kind of meaningless topic, I would like to know how well you practice your Heart Sword?"

"Within a year, I have practiced the Heart Sword to the seventh form, and I am only short of the last form to complete it. There was a proud look on Xuantian's face, obviously quite satisfied with his progress in cultivation.

Qing Ling also bowed his head and said: "Within a year, you have cultivated the Heart Sword to the seventh form, no one can compare to the speed of your entry into the realm before, you really deserve to be the unique 'monster' of the Sanqing Sect." ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly changed his words and said, "But just saying that you don't practice can't prove your progress, I will come to you to know if your cultivation has improved substantially." ”

Xuantian was slightly stunned when he heard this, and said, "How does Uncle Shi want to deal with me?"

Qingling Zhengse said: "Let's compete in the small courtyard outside this house, the space is spacious enough." Win or lose within ten moves, and the point is up. ”

Xuantian said: "Okay, just follow what Uncle Shi said." ”

After that, he walked into the hospital with Qing Ling, and the two were separated by a distance of one zhang and stood opposite each other. Xuantian silently breathed, running the true qi in his body for a week, ready to shoot at any time.

"Uncle Shi, please make a move first. Xuantian gestured.

"Then you have to be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, Qing Ling stretched out his right hand index finger to volley Xuantian a little, and the fingertips flashed, and a silent but powerful sword-shaped true qi struck at Xuantian quickly, which was one of Qing Ling's best stunts--- sword finger.

Xuantian saw Qing Ling Shi display her sword finger that she had practiced to perfection, but there was no panic on her face. It is just to quietly settle down and concentrate all your thoughts on the fluctuations of the air currents in this space.

The moment the true qi produced by the sword finger was formed, its form and fluctuation frequency were fully grasped by Xuantian's consciousness, and invisibly, Xuantian had completed the conditions for the qi to be cast.

Xuantian's mind moved, and the interference of the qi concentrating style on the airflow in the surrounding space was suddenly brought into play, and the sword-shaped true qi was easily decomposed, turning into an ordinary airflow and merging into this space, and the powerful sword finger suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Although Qing Ling had heard a little about the cracking power of the Heart Sword, it was the first time he saw the actual effect today, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"It was possible to dissolve such a fierce true qi in an instant

For nothingness, the power of the Heart Sword has reached this point?I don't know if there is any limit?I'll test it again. ”

Thinking of this, Qing Ling immediately performed the Guiyuan Xuangong, gathered all the wind elements floating around him into this small courtyard, and condensed them in one place by Xuantian's side. The furious wind elemental turned into a small tornado around Xuantian, spinning around him at an extremely high speed.

Qing Ling set up a true qi barrier around the tornado to prevent everything around him from being destroyed by the tornado's destructive power.

Xuantian was inside the tornado at the moment, and he was almost out of breath for a while due to the extremely low air pressure in it. Xuantian felt that the situation was critical, and hurriedly abandoned the perception on the **, concentrated his mind, and cast the third form of the heart sword---- against the wind.

But at this time, the disadvantages of Xuantian's shallow cultivation were completely revealed. When casting the Heart Sword, strong willpower is important, but a deep foundation of true qi is also indispensable. Although Xuantian had succeeded in dispersing most of the wind elements that had accumulated around him, the tornado could not form. But the remaining small part still had residual power, and it regathered into a powerful storm, rushing towards Xuantian.

Xuantian, who had just been relieved of the suffocation crisis, relaxed his vigilance for a while, reacted a little slower, and was immediately swept by the storm, and fell backwards for more than ten steps before he could stand firm, his clothes and hair were blown very messy, and he looked a little embarrassed.

After this move, the two sides have already decided the winner.

Although Xuantian regretted his defeat, he did not have the slightest discouragement on his face, but said to Qing Ling with a smile: "Uncle Shi's Guiyuan Xuangong is worthy of being the most powerful peerless in my Sanqing Sect, and the Heart Sword can't be completely cracked, so I admit defeat." ”

Qing Ling waved his hand when he heard this, and said with a straight face: "The power of the heart sword is closely related to the strength of your cultivation, if your cultivation is not weaker than mine today, you can easily crack my moves." In the future, you should focus on internal cultivation and quickly improve the quality of your true qi. ”

Xuantian bowed his head and said: "Thank you Uncle Shi for your guidance! This is indeed the weak part of my strength all along, and I will definitely practice diligently in the future to make up for it." ”

"I'm going to take a break. I didn't sleep all night yesterday, and you must be very tired, so go back and rest. Seeing that Qing Ling issued an "eviction order" to him, Xuantian had no choice but to say goodbye to Qing Ling.

At this time, Xuantian, who had been slackened in spirit, finally felt a sense of sleepiness sweeping over, so he went back to his room to rest.

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