After heart-to-heart, the relationship between the master and apprentice became stronger. Xue Wan has been sticking to Shizun for the past few days, learning spells from Shizun and practicing swordsmanship.

"Ah Xuan, you first practice the sect's primary swordsmanship, Wanye Feihua. Now that the Demon Dao is restless, I want to go out for the teacher, so you can stay in the peak, you know?"

"Okay, Master, Ah Wan is waiting for you to come back. Xue Wan put away her sword and stood aside obediently.

Su Jinrong finally touched the little disciple's head, tore through the void and left. It's not that he doesn't want to leave Chi behind, but he is going thousands of miles away, and the contract can only be considered valid if it is within ten thousand miles.

Yes, there is only one person in the entire Xuantian Peak. Xuantian Peak is a special existence in the Upper Xuanzong, and for many years, except for Su Jinrong, there are not even miscellaneous disciples.

Since Su Jinrong accepted the apprentice, Xuantian Peak has lived in the master and apprentice, and now that Su Jinrong is gone, Xue Huang can be regarded as the first time to live alone in Xuantian Peak.

"Whew, what are you afraid of!" Xue Wan patted her cheek to cheer herself up. In order to divert attention, Xue Juan picked up the jade slip that the master gave him when he left.

Paste the jade slip on your forehead, and the knowledge in the jade slip will be presented in the spiritual sea of Xuewan.

The entry-level swordsmanship of Shangxuanzong, Wanye Feihua, is a basic swordsmanship, in order to lay a good foundation for the disciples.

The whole article is divided into pumping, belting, lifting, gridding, hitting, stabbing, pointing, collapsing, stirring, pressing, splitting, intercepting, washing, a total of thirteen styles.

"Pumping" is divided into two methods: upper pumping and lower drawing. The style is to hold the sword, with the palm down, the back of the hand upward, and the tip of the sword forward. Aim under or under the enemy's wrist and pull to the right.

"Belt" is divided into two methods: straight belt and flat belt. The straight sword is the palm of the sword-wielding hand inward, and the sword is leaned back with the back, and the sword is brought back with the trend. A flat sword is a sword wielder with the palm of the hand facing up, the back of the hand down, and the tip of the sword pulled flat to the left.

Xue Wan looked at the first two styles first, put down the jade slip, and rubbed her swollen temples. He muttered, "The Master requires each move and each style to be practiced a thousand times, so let's start with these two styles today." ”

So, Xuewan came to the peach blossom tree to calm down. Peach Spirit mischievously blew the petals onto Xue Juan's body, and she landed on Xue Juan's shoulder.

"You're naughty again!" Xue Wan spread out her hand to let Peach Spirit fall, gently nodded its nose, and persuaded, "Be careful that Peach Lao scolds you again." ”

The peach elder in Xue Wan's mouth is the incarnation of a peach tree that has been entrenched for thousands of years in the Youlan Palace.

"Hehe, I'm not afraid, I'm going to stay with you. Tao Ling stuck out her tongue, turned her head mischievously, and floated to one side. It knows that there is only Ah Juan in Xuantian Peak now.

"Oh well. You can't mess around, though. Xue Wan decided to negotiate the conditions with Tao Ling first, otherwise Tao Ling would be mischievous.

"Okay, okay, I'll just watch. When Tao Ling heard this, he immediately reassured. Stand aside as you speak, and prove your words with your actions.

"Thank you, little Peach Spirit. Xue Wan saw it in her eyes and said softly.

After calming down, Xue Wan exhaled and opened her eyes, which were full of seriousness and seriousness.

Xue Wan first practiced the sword style repeatedly in his mind, and when he was familiar with it, he began to actually operate it.

Xue Juan took out the flying sword given by his master and began to practice according to the first "draw" in his mind......

One moment, one moment...... Xue Wan practiced tirelessly, sweat soaking her dress. Bean-sized beads of sweat ran down his cheeks, some fell into his eyes, some fell to the ground......

The snow is as strong as a pine, and it practices "pumping" against the air, and it takes a blind eye to the sweat and snow.

At the same time, count nine hundred and ninety, nine hundred and ninety-one, and nine hundred and ninety-two in your heart...... Nine hundred and ninety-eight, nine hundred and ninety-nine, one thousand.

"Whew~" Xue Wan put down her sore right hand, and a sense of accomplishment rose in her heart.

Looking at the peach spirit next to him, he happily shared his happiness with it. "Little Peach Spirit, look, I did it!"

"Yes, yes, you did. Juan, go and rest. Tao Ling surrounded Xue Wan in distress, and at the same time cast a small spell, blowing a cool wind to relieve Xue Wan's fatigue.

"No, little Taoling, the master said, after practice, it is the last time to cultivate. ”

"Okay, well, in your eyes, everything Jinrong Daoist says is right. Peach said angrily, but still stayed by Xue Wan's side.

Xue Wan glanced at the peach spirit funny, crossed her knees on the spot, and used her aura to swim in her body. At this moment, Xue Wan found that the aura in the meridians was more substantial and condensed than before.

I'll just say that everything that the master said is right! Xue Wan used both hearts and praised the master sweetly in her heart.

"How's it going?" Tao Ling immediately asked when she saw Xue Wan's eyes open.

"It's alright, Peach Spirit. I still feel like it's going to be a bit of a promotion soon!"

"Whew, that's good. Tao Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

Xue Wan comforted Tao Ling softly, but this kind of comfort seemed to be useless in two years of high practice.

In the past two years, Xue Wan has practiced the thirteen sword styles of Wanye Feihua from beginning to end, from youth to familiarity, and has successfully advanced to the third level of qi training.

In the past two years, the senior brother, the senior sister, and the second senior brother have come to Xuantian Peak from time to time to send Xue Wan the supplies that should be received in the Qi training stage, and also bring Xue Huang the news of her master.

It is also with their help that Xuewan will not be closed to news. Although Shizun would occasionally send back, Xue Huang still wanted to hear more about him.

Today, it is not a few days before the master returns. Xue Xuan planned to go to Wangxian Pavilion first, learn a few spells, and surprise Shizun when the time came.

The Xue Juan Imperial Envoy Spirit Carpet went to Wangxian Pavilion, which is the place where classics and treasures are collected in Shangxuanzong. It is divided into Pingzhang Pavilion and Ruosi Pavilion.

Pingzhang Pavilion is a collection of classics, exercises, ancient texts, and jade slips of various ethnic groups.

And Ruosi Pavilion gathers all kinds of treasures, and every young and promising monk can come here to collect treasures. If you think about it, you will remind the monks who came to think about it before you go to the treasure. After all, Ruo Si Ge has a rule, and there are no special circumstances, and the treasure can only be taken once.

Xue Huang went to Pingzhang Pavilion this time, and she wanted to find an exercise suitable for practicing the third layer of qi.

As soon as she landed, Xue Wan packed up the spirit carpet. There was an old man with white hair like frost lying in front of the Wangxian Pavilion, Xue Juan walked over and saluted respectfully, "Senior, junior wants to enter Pingzhang Pavilion, what should I do?"

The old man, who was also the guardian of Wangxian Pavilion, Cang Yun glanced up at Xue Wan, knowing that this was the apprentice of the Su boy, and he was a polite child, much stronger than her master.

In a soft tone, "Bring your waist card." ”

Xue Wan acted as she said, took out the waist card of her personal disciple, and handed it to Cangyun.

Cangyun didn't look at it, and directly put the waist card on the shadow tablet to record the information. Two seconds later, he threw the waist card directly into Xue Wan's arms, and said in an unsatisfactory tone, "Okay, go in and turn left to be Pingzhang Pavilion." ”

Xue Wan looked at someone lying on the table speechlessly, bowed respectfully and left, but didn't see the person at the table, his eyes opened a slit, and the smile on the corner of his mouth.

According to Cangyun's instructions, Xue Wan soon came to Pingzhang Pavilion. Everything here is jaw-dropping, and there are five or six palace-sized rooms neatly arranged with nine-story books.

After carefully reading the regulations of the Pingzhang Pavilion, Xue Wan knew that the first layer corresponded to Qi cultivation, the second layer corresponded to foundation building cultivation, and the third layer corresponded to Jindan cultivation...... The fifth to seventh floors correspond to the hidden cultivation, and the eighth to ninth floors are for the dust cultivation.

There was once a disciple who couldn't cultivate and wanted to read the books on the upper floors, but before he could get closer, he was ejected, and he was forbidden to step into the Pingzhang Pavilion. Since then, the disciples of the sect have also behaved in accordance with the rules.

After reading it, Xue Wan learned from it, in her opinion, the first layer is as vast as a sea of smoke, how could she pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelon.