Chapter Twenty-Three: A Little Storm
Sitting in the preface hall, although Luo Weidao closed his eyes tightly, his mind was not in cultivation, he had Shangguan Ying's company before, although the days were hard, but there was no lack of fun, recalling that time, Luo Weidao was also sweet in his heart.
"Snort"
With a sound, Luo Weidao hurriedly opened his eyes, and saw a disciple in a white Taoist robe standing up with extreme excitement.
There were also people beside Luo Weidao who opened their eyes one after another, and they all paid respectful to the White Tiger Sect disciple who stood up.
"The emperor lives up to his painstaking efforts, I can't imagine that in just a few years, I will be able to break through to the first layer of the Desolate Realm," said the White Tiger Sect disciple who stood up.
"Senior Brother Wu Arc has good qualifications," a voice echoed.
When Luo Weidao heard this, he also stood up and glanced at the Wu Arc, this person is twenty-three years old, four years old, and he looks extraordinary, at such an age, he has broken through to the first level of the Desolate Realm, and he can be regarded as a person with excellent qualifications.
Luo Weidao shook his head, and then meditated on the spot again, for these breakthroughs, Luo Weidao didn't take it seriously at all, with his current strength, he was about the same as He Mo, and even stronger.
The echoing voices of the road were also endless, and Luo Weidao simply stood up and walked in front of the preface hall,
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Luo Weidao had already learned from He Mo's mouth that while practicing the Dao Method, he could also practice the Tai Chi Ethereal Sword Technique.
On this day, Luo Weidao accompanied the disciples of Qiyun Gate to the open space outside Qiyun Gate, looking at the disciples with a happy expression, and there was a wooden sword behind them, Luo Weidao also followed the group of people who randomly selected a wooden sword in the Xuqi Hall, and he also felt some expectations in his heart, after all, he had stayed in the Xuqi Hall to cultivate for such a long time, and it was rare to be able to come out and breathe.
"All the disciples have arrived"
The one who came to teach today was unexpectedly Shangguan Yun, and the white robe of Shangguan Yun today was somewhat similar to those White Tiger Sect disciples.
"Master, all the disciples have arrived," He Mo said as he stood beside Shangguan Yun. His eyes were staring straight at Luo Weidao, among these people, Luo Weidao was the only one who made Shangguan Yun and He Mo and others feel jealous. "Tai Chi ethereal swordsmanship, is the original swordsmanship, can also be called the eight poles too virtual swordsmanship, to the void as the guide, to the real attack, but divided into eight ways, virtual and real, this is the uniqueness of this swordsmanship, the conditions for practicing this swordsmanship, that is to walk like a light swallow, step like nothingness, eyes look at the eight roads, the state of mind is natural, today I will first teach you the introduction of Tai Chi ethereal swordsmanship" Shangguan Yun said solemnly, couldn't help but walk left and right, a look of admiration.
Shangguan Yun said, is to take out the back of the wind sword, the sword, is emitted bursts of purple-green light, very wonderful, at this time all the disciples are in an uproar, for this sword, are cast a strange gaze, Luo Weidao stood in the crowd, but it seemed very calm, for this sword, Luo Weidao has already seen, its power is naturally not to be underestimated.
I saw Shangguan Yunli pointing his sword at the sky, his arm shook for a while, and then he put the sword away, at this time, on the top of Shangguan Yun's head, there were a few sword marks, but it only stayed for an instant and then dissipated, and the disciples were in an uproar, Shangguan Yun just raised his hand to see that he could do such a thing, how could those disciples not be envious. Luo Weidao can clearly see that the sword marks are eight sword marks, and the direction of each sword mark is exactly the "Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Eight Directions" in the gossip, which happens to form a gossip map.
"It's just a demonstration for the teacher, let's get to the point," Shangguan Yun said, and the sword behind him was held in his hand again, and then he walked to the side of the huge wooden pillars and said, "This is made of serpentine wood, and it is used to practice the Eight Extremes Ethereal Sword Technique, this pillar has thirty-two sides, and you are in a group of four."
Shangguan Yun's words fell, and all the disciples were separated in groups of four, but Luo Weidao only had one person standing in one place, Shangguan Yun saw this, and also felt that something was wrong, but he didn't say much, and arranged Luo Weidao to practice a wooden pillar alone.
Through Shangguan Yun's teachings, the disciples were already basically familiar with the introduction of this sword technique, Luo Weidao held the wooden sword in his hand, and he turned around a few times with the huge wooden pillar, but he found that every time he took out the sword, it was extremely difficult.
After the arrangement was completed, Shangguan Yun left first after exchanging a few words with He Mo, He Mo nodded, watched Shangguan Yun leave, but he didn't want to pay attention to the group of disciples, and found a small open space to meditate alone.
Among the thirty-two faces of the big wooden pillar, there is already a small point engraved, and this time the cultivation is to quickly run around the wooden pillar, and then take out the sword, stabbing the small point, it is feasible, but Luo Weidao every time he comes out of the sword, either he is biased or simply misses the sword, and the effect is already like this after trying several times in a row, at this time Luo Weidao saw that every group of four people around him was a little tired, and everyone was standing in place and panting at the moment, most of them were unsuccessful. It is so difficult to get started with swordsmanship, so wouldn't the next cultivation be out of reach, thinking of this, Luo Weidao also had a little headache, among this group of people, Luo Weidao was the youngest and the shortest.
In the blink of an eye, Luo Weidao saw a relatively obese White Tiger Sect disciple sitting on the ground panting under a big wooden pillar in front of him, his appearance was very funny, and after a few gasps, he got up again, and then turned towards the wooden pillar again, and when he walked away, he fell to a disciple next to him, and both of them fell to the ground.
"Dead fatty, you are looking for death" The knocked down kid stood up and kicked the fat kid hard. Kicked the fat disciple and yelled.
"I didn't mean to, why are you beating people" The fat disciple crawled on the ground and shouted, his eyes were very unwilling.
"Yo, you don't get beaten enough on weekdays, right, let me teach you a lesson today, see if you dare to talk back" After that, the disciple directly clenched the iron sword in his hand, raised the mother sword, and was about to hit the fat disciple, Luo Weidao was not in a good situation, so he shouted loudly "Stop"
I am afraid that in that shout, the disciple who raised the sword was also shocked, and then he looked at it in a blink of an eye, and after seeing that it was Luo Weidao, he let out a sneering smile and said, "Boy, it's better not to meddle in your affairs, otherwise you will teach you a lesson" After saying that, he turned his head to look at the fat disciple again, and the iron sword in his hand hit him fiercely.
When the wooden sword was within a finger distance from the fat disciple, Luo Weidao didn't know when he had come to this person's side, stretched out his right hand, and slapped the wooden sword in the hand of the disciple who raised the sword, the slap was full of force, and the disciple who raised the sword felt that his hand trembled, as if it was hit by thunder, and he kept trembling, and the wooden sword in his hand was long gone, and he didn't know where to fly.
"You really dare to be nosy, today Lao Tzu has to teach you a lesson" The disciple said, stretching out his trembling hand, regardless of the trembling of his hand, the diameter was slapped towards Luo Weidao.
When the palm approached Luo Weidao's body, the closer the disciple's feeling was to Luo Weidao's body, the stronger the burning intention became, and he wanted to stop at the moment, but it was too late, a palm slapped on Luo Weidao's right shoulder, but it seemed to rebound for it, and his body was directly shocked by it, and he fell heavily to the ground, stretched out his palm to take a look, only to see that his hand was already burned, plus the trembling, the disciple immediately lowered his head and shouted pain.
Seeing that the disciple was shocked by Luo Weidao, the fat disciple sitting on the ground also showed a strange look at Luo Weidao.
"How about it, are you alright?" Luo Weidao said, and then stretched out his hands to help the fat man up.
"I,, I'm fine," the fat man said.
"Anyway, I'm the only one here, so it's better to cultivate with me," Luo Weidao said
The fat man nodded, and then turned his head to look at the disciple who had been shocked back by Luo Weidao, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
All the disciples present were stunned when they saw Luo Weidao actually behaving like this, and they couldn't imagine how long Luo Weidao had only been cultivating in the Sequence Qi Hall, and he actually had such magical powers.