"No need to be polite, raise your head, the old man just looks at you!" the Great Elder helped Feng Xuan up again and said kindly.

Feng Xuan slowly raised his head in desperation, looked at the Great Elder, and saw that the old man in front of him had white hair, the white clothes on his body were spotless, his face was kind, and the immortal wind Dao bone temperament was out of the world, Feng Xuan thought of Dao Ancestor for a while.

It's just that when Feng Xuan raised his head, the Great Elder's face was desolate with sorrow, and with joy in disappointment, in short, in Feng Xuan's opinion, it was a complicated face, this kind of complicated eyes made Feng Xuan very bottomless, the Great Elder was like looking at a disciple, angry and sad about his misfortune.

Feng Xuan lowered his head unnaturally, and the Great Elder couldn't let go for a long time, looking at Feng Xuan silently.

"Alas, you're not him after all!" the Great Elder sighed suddenly, then waved his hand to signal Feng Xuan to leave, and walked away lonely.

"Disciple send off the Great Elder!" Feng Xuan bowed and said, watching the Great Elder leave, Feng Xuan was also puzzled at the moment, shook his head, and after affirming that he and the Great Elder had no intersection, he left all this behind, opened the door and walked out......

The top of Taihang, the place where the sword floats and retreats.

"Master, why is your old man here, please take a seat, Lao Yan is not going to serve tea soon!" Jian Fusheng, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, got up and stepped forward to support the arm of the Great Elder, and sat aside.

"The old man went to see your disciple just now!" the Great Elder said silently.

"Master, is it that Feng Xuan, this bastard kid, has made you angry, I'm going to punish him!" Jian Fusheng asked in a low voice when he saw this.

"That's not true, he doesn't have the ability to do it now!" the Great Elder squinted at the sword floating, and said lightly.

"Then what is your old man?" Jian Fusheng said curtly, his own careful thinking, the Great Elder understood very well in his heart. At this time, Lao Yan had already made the tea, and at that moment, Jian Fusheng picked up the teacup, waved his hand to signal Lao Yan to retreat, and handed it to the Great Elder to relieve the embarrassment.

"Do you have a good understanding of your disciple?" the Great Elder took the tea and savored it carefully.

"The Pure Land Sect calls him the son of Tianyan, and it is not clear what the specific disciple is, but his innate kendo talent is too outstanding, it is really the only one in the disciple's life, even if the senior brother's kendo talent is not as good as him, if it weren't for the old bald asses of the Pure Land Sect, this kid would have been able to subvert an era!"

"You're so optimistic about him?" the Great Elder looked at the sword floating, and said with a straight face.

"Yes, the disciple's vision will not be wrong, that kind of fearless instinct, there was no foundation in swordsmanship at that time, in the face of the fatal blow of the master and nephew Zuo Tianya, calmly and unhurriedly counterattacked, that instinct even resonated with my kendo, he was born to practice kendo!"

"Alas, your vision is very good, and you can see that this kid is kind-hearted and not a big traitor, but you didn't pay attention to his identity?" the Great Elder put down the tea and sighed.

"Identity, as long as he has the talent of the sword, and the heart is resolute, I have the responsibility to carve this piece of jade, why care about the identity, even if he is not a human race, the belief in the way of the sword can change the future after all, and I have the responsibility to lead him to the right path." Jian Fusheng questioned, then relieved, and explained slowly.

"That's not what the old man said!" said the Great Elder in a deep voice.

"What does Master mean?" Jian Fusheng was puzzled, not understanding what the Great Elder meant.

"Don't you feel familiar with this kid's appearance?" the Great Elder asked lightly.

"It's very familiar, and the first impression I give to my disciple is familiarity, the kind of familiarity that resonates with the way of the sword!" Jian Fusheng nodded and thought about it.

"The old man is talking about his appearance, don't you think he looks like a person?" the Great Elder said angrily with a dark face.

"Who?" Jian Fusheng was really puzzled.

"Imperial Dragon!" the Great Elder said silently.

"Imperial Dragon, Second Senior Brother, Sword Imperial Dragon?" Jian Fusheng muttered.

"Yes, the four disciples of the old man, Sword Flying, Sword Imperial Dragon, Zuo Qiusi, and your Sword Fusheng!" said the Great Elder lightly.

"What does Master Zun mean is that this child may be the child of the second senior brother?" Jian Fusheng's brows furrowed deeply.

"I'm afraid so, that's why the old man came to you!" the Great Elder said silently.

"Master, the disciple understands your old man's worries, but the Sword Imperial Dragon is the Sword Imperial Dragon, and Feng Xuan is the Feng Xuan, they are not the same person, the disciple of the Sword Imperial Dragon does not know what to evaluate, but the disciple has the responsibility to teach the enlightened kendo to Feng Xuan, and he will make the right choice!" ok essay network

"Now that you have decided, the old man will no longer interfere, the old man is already old, the future depends on you, don't let the way of the sword harm the world, otherwise the old man will inevitably be cut into reincarnation even if he is crippled, and he will never be reborn!" the Great Elder stood up and said lightly.

"The disciple remembers the teachings of the master, and he will definitely lead Feng Xuan into the right path, otherwise the disciple will definitely clean up the portal!" Jian Fusheng said respectfully.

"Well, the old man is gone!" the Great Elder waved his hand and walked out.

"Congratulations to the Master!" Jian Fusheng bowed and saluted, watching the Great Elder leave......

Gongfa Pavilion, the four elders looked at Feng Xuan and walked out with relief, looking at him with a smile, Feng Xuan didn't know at the moment, nodded at the four elders, and twitched the corners of the four elders' mouths.

Inexplicably, Feng Xuan walked out of the Gong Fa Pavilion, came to the martial arts training ground, and walked to the side at random, there was an elder in the elder seat who was preaching, Feng Xuan casually found a place to sit up and listen to the elder's preaching.

There were people coming and going on the martial arts training ground, and the disciples were one less and one less Elder Chuan Gong didn't care much at all, so he casually glanced at Elder Feng Xuan Chuan Gong without the slightest superfluous movement, and continued to preach.

"The good is like water, everything in the world does not deviate from its origin, it all starts with a drop of water!" Elder Chuangong stretched out his sword finger, and the true yuan condensed into a small drop of water during the operation, crystal clear.

"Listen carefully...."The elder's wise voice came out, the sword finger shook up and down slightly, and the water droplets on it also rose and fell with his movements, and all the disciples couldn't help but get serious and listened carefully.

"Can you hear this subtle voice?" asked Elder Chuangong softly.

Feng Xuan was attracted by the movement of the Elder Chuangong at this moment, and he stared at the water droplets on the fingers of the sword, and with the regular up-and-down shaking, the sound of "plop plop" came slowly, and the listening was very clear.

Most of the disciples nodded, signaling that they could hear clearly, which surprised Feng Xuan very much, such a subtle sound could be heard, and most of them, the disciples of the Sword Soul Sect were really extraordinary.

"So what about this, can you still hear it?" The elder's sword finger shook up and down and changed to float left and right, the float was very small, and the water droplets basically rolled left and right on his sword finger, and it was no longer the up and down dripping just now.

Feng Xuan listened attentively again, very attentive, staring at the elder's sword finger deadly, as if only that sword finger was left in his eyes at this moment.

The sword finger gradually enlarged in Feng Xuan's eyes, and slowed down, the rolling of the water droplets also slowed down, rolling back and forth, the extremely subtle "click" sound loved Feng Xuan's ears, like the sound of heaven, when Feng Xuan often breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded slowly.

As everyone knows, this scene fell exactly in the eyes of the Elder Chuangong, and the number of people who nodded at Feng Xuan at the moment was not much, and they counted all the slaps, most of them were scratching their ears and cheeks, listening attentively. Elder Chuangong looked at these nodding disciples and smiled with satisfaction.

"Very good, the old man thought it would be nice to have one hear!" Elder Chuan Gong nodded and said appreciatively.

Feng Xuan was dumbfounded again, such a more detailed "click" sound, there were so many disciples who heard it, and it was really outrageous.

"To get back to the point, everything in the world is ever-changing, this drop of water is the source of all things, all the exercises and secret techniques start from the source, from this source point to all changes, grasp this source point to know all changes, this is the best as water!"

Feng Xuan looked at this scene in a daze, "Time is ever-changing, and it is inseparable from its ancestry...."muttering this sentence, Feng Xuan fell into deep thought, and the scene of the elder turning the water droplets into water mist was replayed in his mind for a long time.

"Brush ....." Feng Xuan, who was in a daze, couldn't help but hold the hilt of the sword on his back, and the next moment the long sword was unsheathed, this sudden sound alarmed the other disciples present, and they all looked at Feng Xuan.

I don't know when Feng Xuan has already stood up, standing in front of him with a sword in his right hand, the long sword reflects his dazed expression, in the surprised eyes of the elders and the disciples present, the tip of Feng Xuan's long sword is so slowly condensed with a trace of sword qi.

Just like the water droplets condensed by Elder Chuangong just now, it was just that the tip of the long sword was obviously not a drop of water, but a sharp sword qi, and for a while, the disciples present couldn't help but feel palpitations, and instinctively pressed their hands on the hilt of the sword behind their backs, and they felt threatened.

The teardrop-shaped sword qi slowly exuded a terrifying sword aura, and the atmosphere became solemn in an instant as the disciples made defensive postures, all of which Feng Xuan, who had no idea, was still thinking about the scene of the Elder Chuangong, and with his consciousness, the sword qi on the tip of the sword pulsed.

"Who is this bastard boy's disciple? The old man just gave a simple demonstration, and he didn't even say that he comprehended, and he started to do it on the spot, and he still wanted to turn this drop of "water" into thousands like the old man!

At that moment, the Elder Chuangong had a dark face, walked off the elder's seat, walked towards Feng Xuan, and with a flick of his fingers, a blue True Yuan Sword Qi shot towards Feng Xuan, and the target was the small water droplet condensed by the tip of Feng Xuan's sword, when the small water droplet was easily dispersed by the Elder Chuangong, Feng Xuan woke up with a spirit, and looked at the long sword in his hand blankly.

"Whose disciple are you, and what is the Dao number?" asked Elder Chuangong with a dark face.

"Disciple Feng Xuan, the first time I heard the elder preaching, I couldn't help but almost cause a big disaster, and I asked the elder to punish him!" Feng Xuan looked around, he was holding the long sword in his hand, and he didn't have to think about it because he had unconsciously taken out the sword just now, so he bowed obediently and asked the elder to punish him.

"Feng Xuan?" Elder Chuangong subconsciously was silent when he heard Feng Xuan's Dao name, because since he has a Dao number, it means that he has already worshiped which elder's door, and the performance of this disciple just now made him very happy and worthy of cultivation, so he planned to scare and scare Feng Xuan with a black face, and by the way, he was included in the door, but he was a little familiar with this Dao number.