On the next journey, Bai Xiaoyi, under the supervision of Xi Yingzhen, started a new round of magic practice. But the strange thing is that the rogue boy seems to feel that this time the practice is much easier than the previous introductory Gangbu and Mixed Yuan Yi Qigong.

Although it took a lot of time to memorize the talisman of the Five Thunder Spells, once you master the drawing method of the talisman, it is not as difficult as you imagined to cast spells with it.

After more than a dozen attempts, Bai Xiaoyi could finally shoot crooked arcs from his palm. Looking at the inaccurate electric light, Xi Yingzhen just smiled helplessly.

Since the true qi that Bai Xiaoyi had mobilized was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, the five thunder spells he used were also thick for a while and thin for a while. Not only could he not accurately hit the target he wanted to hit, on the contrary, from time to time, the arc of electricity would also be charged to himself. But fortunately, due to the habit of being thundered by Xi Yingzhen's palm before. Bai Xiaoyi was almost immune to the thunder light he emitted, even if it hit himself, it seemed that he was numb for a while, and it didn't cause much damage.

Stopped and stopped all the way, and when it was dusk, the master and apprentice walked out for more than fifty miles.

Looking at the gradually reddening sky on the horizon, the Taoist in green shirts said helplessly:

"It's not too early, let's find a place to rest. ”

Like a living thunder man, Bai Xiaoyi, who had put on a lot of electricity, was on the verge at this time. He said with a big grin:

"It's okay master, master, my physical strength is very good, and I can walk more than ten miles!"

Glaring hatefully at this stinky boy who didn't think much of a problem, Xi Ying really scolded angrily:

"Do you think I want to stop? Are you kid crazy or what? As soon as he learned to palm the thunder, he let it go all the way endlessly. Have you counted how many innocent birds and beasts you have been electrocuted on these ten miles?"

Looking at a large string of hares and pheasants hanging behind him, Bai Xiaoyi scratched his head embarrassedly:

"What's inside, isn't this just the right time to go hunting? I'm just practicing with these little animals by the way, and who knows if I can't control them for a while, and I'll electrocute them to death?"

Looking at the corpses of the six or seven little beasts, the old Taoist priest twitched the corners of his mouth and said:

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, sin and sin, you kid just learned a little palm thunder and began to kill innocents indiscriminately, if this makes you comprehend a more profound technique. Isn't it a scourge to the Central Plains? No, I think it's necessary for me to do the right thing for the heavens, and it's better to understand you little brute first. ”

Seeing the green-shirted Taoist rolling his arms and sleeves towards him, Bai Xiaoyi's mother ran into the forest on the side with a sound. Next, thunder exploded from the woods, and a terrible scream was heard far away...... Far ......

When the sun was setting in the west, Bai Xiaoyi, who was blue and purple with electricity, squatted beside the fire and roasted a hare. And Xi Yingzhen, who was finally relieved, sat up and sat down on the side of the old god.

Taking advantage of the barbecue, Bai Xiaoyi took out a sword book that Ao Cangfeng gave him when he was leaving. This records some kendo perceptions of the sword-bearer boy and several self-created sword styles. Although Bai Xiaoyi was also holding a sword, he was fighting, either

Those rogue moves on the streets of the market are either the fixed fists and feet in the mixed yuan one qigong. For sword moves, Bai Xiaoyi doesn't know anything about it. In order to allow this righteous brother who has been through hardships together to have a trick and a half of physical skills, Ao Cangfeng did not hesitate to give away what he had learned all his life.

For Bai Xiaoyi, he was quite happy to get this gift. After all, for him, who has always had a dream of being a hero, fighting the sword is what he wants to do in his dreams. Now that he has a sword spectrum and a body of true qi cultivation, the day of becoming a real hero should not be far away.

But when he opened the sword book, the rogue boy was dumbfounded. Most of the sword books written by Ao Cangfeng himself are the perceptions of kendo and the textual descriptions of luck and skills against the enemy, and only a small part of them are simple sword routines drawn by him with rough villains. Looking at the text that he couldn't read, Bai Xiaoyi sighed heavily.

Gently closing the sword book, Bai Xiaoyi held his black bloodwood sword, and said helplessly:

"Sword, sword, you will be wronged if you fall into my hands. I don't blame your master for not using you well, I only blame me for not being able to read the words on the sword book, so I can only use those messy moves to make it up. ”

Opening one eyelid slightly, Xi Yingzhen teased funny:

"Yo, the little apprentice Mao hasn't grown up yet, so he's learning to practice swords?"

The young man, who was already a little depressed because he couldn't understand the sword score, replied angrily:

"Master likes it, I want you to take care of it!"

didn't care about his apprentice's rude behavior, the old Taoist priest still said nonchalantly:

"This sword practice is not only hard, but also talented. Don't look at your kid swallowing that sword pill, just with your qualifications, there is no way out of sword practice. ”

Snorted indignantly, Bai Xiaoyi retorted with some anger:

"I'm not qualified, so you're an old man, okay? I see that when you are fighting against people, haven't you used any sword moves, every time it is Lei Fa Lei Fa, the only time you use the sword, the result is still used to attract the thunder. ”

The old face turned red unnaturally, and the Qingyi Taoist said in a strange perfunctory tone:

", do you say that about the master? Our Shenxiao faction is already good at magic and qigong, and those things that only sword cultivation and martial artists can learn are of little use to us. ”

Revealing a sneering evil smile, Bai Xiaoyi pointed to the peachwood sword behind the old Taoist priest and said:

"Since it's useless, then what are you carrying a sword on your back all day?

The old Taoist priest who was a little trembling with his beard finally couldn't bear it anymore, he stood up suddenly, pointed at Bai Xiaoyi and shouted:

"Good boy, today I will let you see the Dao Master's sword method!"

The words fell, but seeing the Qingyi Daoist's sword fingers pinching, the peachwood sword behind him flew up in response and stabbed towards Bai Xiaoyi.

Mom screamed, and the rogue boy fell to the ground with a plop. Thankfully, though, he was quick-witted, and the mahogany sword grazed his scalp and flew past.

But before Bai Xiaoyi could get up, the peachwood sword spun sharply in the air, and it headed towards the young man's fart

The strand was pierced.

There was no time to dodge, the rogue boy closed his eyes, and instinctively waved his left hand to block the stabbing sword. The next moment, with only a crisp sound that could be heard, the peachwood sword was actually blown away by something.

Somewhat stunned, he opened his eyes, and Bai Xiaoyi was surprised to find that the fist armor on his left hand actually took the initiative to cover it. It was precisely because of the protection of the fist armor that he was able to dodge the sword of the popping chrysanthemum.

Hurriedly got up, Bai Xiaoyi waved the fist armor of his left hand, and shouted at Xi Yingzhen arrogantly:

"How's it going, old man, sir, I have a treasure on me, I'll see what you do!"

The stunned in his eyes flashed away, and the Qingyi Taoist then said lightly:

"Oh, a magic weapon for protection? Well, what treasure do you have. As a teacher, I will only use the method of the sword of the Xuan Realm to compete with you this time, as long as you can survive the ten moves of being a teacher, I will teach you the sword!"

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and Bai Xiaoyi shouted:

"Really!"

Sneered disdainfully, and the old Taoist priest and the old god said:

"Wait until you can hold on!"

When the words fell, I saw that the peachwood sword in the air suddenly spun into a fan blade and strangled towards the place where Bai Xiaoyi was.

hurriedly mobilized a breath of true qi, Bai Xiaoyi instilled the energy in the dantian into the palm of his hand regardless of it, and then burst into a shout:

"Xuantong turns into qi, returns to the yuanjin!"

With a pop, a fist-sized cone-shaped qi slammed into the peachwood sword in the air. But when the two were about to collide in one place, the peachwood sword that spun down suddenly shifted in one direction, and the cone-shaped energy coincidentally flew past the edge of the peachwood sword.

Before Bai Xiaoyi could react, the whirling peachwood sword was already close in front of him.

The unicorn head in the rogue boy's waist suddenly erupted with a burst of black light, and a thin layer of qi shield immediately appeared around Bai Xiaoyi's body. The peachwood sword that swirled down suddenly slammed into the air shield, followed by a mournful roar, and the rogue boy was knocked out with a blow, slamming into the trunk of the tree behind him.

Struggling to get up, Bai Xiaoyi pointed at Xi Yingzhen, who had a smug face, and scolded:

"Old man, you really don't play!"

Shrugged his shoulders indifferently, the old Taoist priest deliberately stimulated him and said:

"What's the matter? There is no father and son on the battlefield, don't look at me as your master, but when you are against the enemy, if you have half a hand, you will die. ”

The choked and speechless young man was so angry that he trembled and pointed at the old man, and then he said ruthlessly:

"Okay! Then don't blame the master for not respecting the teacher!"

After that, Bai Xiaoyi rolled around with a wild donkey, and picked up the bloodwood sword brought out of the underground palace from the ground. Next, Bai Xiaoyi firmly held his hands on the hilt of the bloodwood sword, and continuously poured the true qi in his body into the sword body. He looked at the old Taoist priest who was still complacent with his hands behind his back, and shouted in a slightly warning tone:

"Old man, be careful, let you see and understand, master, my scoundrel swordsmanship!"

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