PS: I'm sorry to all readers, yesterday because of complicated affairs, so I broke off a day, and today I will make up for it with all my might! May to the explosion of the change must not let you down! Today's first update!4500+ handwriting, first talk about the heart!The first change!

"Apprentice, why don't you cultivate diligently, but you are still lazy in bed?" Qingxiao broke into Ling Tian's house early in the morning.

Ling Tian was immediately startled, he played too late for a while yesterday because he learned to patrol and walk, and he didn't sleep with his clothes until the early hours of the morning, at this time he only felt tired and listless.

And because Qingxiao usually took very strict care of Ling Tian's cultivation, he didn't dare to slack off at all, and hurriedly stood up to meet Qingxiao's punishment.

"Look at what you're so lazy about, do you still want to reach the pinnacle and rush to the Mahayana?" Qingxiao looked at the sleepy-eyed Ling Tian with contempt.

"If there is a teacher, there must be a disciple..."Ling Tian muttered quietly, obviously complaining about Qingxiao's laissez-faire attitude towards Ling Tian yesterday.

"Oh, you still dare to talk back!" Qing Xiao said as she raised an arm, and was about to slap Ling Tian in the head.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Ling Tian's eyes, and the two babies pushed all the true qi that was running in their bodies into the muscles and flesh of their bodies, and they took up the parade void walk, and stepped out of the ethereal footwork under their feet, only if it was like ascending to the Xuan Step, it was so fast that it was difficult for people to see the subtlety of this footwork.

Countless afterimages opened behind him, and along the gap under Qingxiao's raised arm, he instantly drilled behind Qingxiao. And because the speed was too fast, only a clone was left in the position where he was standing just now, and the "Ling Tian" gradually faded.

Qingxiao burst into the air, and couldn't help but sigh. "Huh, the Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique? No, the Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique is a kind of body technique, and the footwork under your feet is not so illusory... Could it be the Drunken Immortal Moon Gazing Footwork? But I know this Drunken Immortal Moon Gazing Footwork quite well, not so that it drives the body and ascends to the Xuan Xuan?"

Ling Tian stood behind Qingxiao and smiled, "How is it, Master, can you still practice as an apprentice?"

Qingxiao turned around, but turned her head away. His gaze squinted at a forty-five-degree angle skimmed towards Ling Tian. "Reluctantly, tell the teacher what kind of footwork this is, but what you learned from the manuscript that the teacher gave you?"

Ling Tian wanted to turn his face on the spot. The heart said what kind of that manuscript was. In addition to writing his name like that. The rest are worse than the prescriptions prescribed by the half-hung Zilang in the rumors, and they are comparable to the charms he drawn.

But after thinking about it, forget it, the "Ascension Xuanbu Void Chapter" is also a Qimen mystic technique learned from it. Of course, Ling Tian didn't know which sect this occult art belonged to, and it was hard to guarantee that it was not left by some evil sect, since the "Ten Thousand Tribulations Immortal Heart Method" and the "Heaven Interception Sword Method" were not casually revealed to others to know the Dao, then this "Ascension Xuanbu Void Chapter" should not be said.

"I have long said that the disciple is only eight buckets high, and his understanding is far beyond the reach of people, of course, it is by virtue of your rotten book, ah, no, it is the master who gave the apprentice a magical "Analysis of the Drunken Immortal Moon Step and the Immortal Fengyun Body Cursive Manuscript". Now I only feel that since I practiced this magical footwork, my waist is no longer sore, my legs are not painful, I even have the strength to walk, I eat a lot of food, my body is very good, I can walk fifty miles in one breath, and I can take five steps in one step..."

"Less nonsense..."Qingxiao's eyes flowed, but what she thought in her heart was that she admired the body footwork of the first generation of the palace master of Tianji Palace in Shushan when she was a child, and a manuscript was randomly compiled from the name of the body and footwork that was heard in the rumors, and there were many handwriting that had no content at all, all of which were scribbled, and later after the two sets of skills were finally learned in Tianji Palace, in order to commemorate his youth, "I have no regrets in my career, if I think of running in the sunset that afternoon, it is my lost youth."

Forehead... Thinking too much... It's just that this manuscript is a fake book made up by himself, and he was drunk and given to Ling Tian to send Ling Tian away from pestering himself, but he didn't expect this kid to realize such a mysterious footwork from it, whether it is this kid's genius, or his own genius, he can actually make up a set of footwork to teach and educate people casually...

Qingxiao looked at Ling Tian's smug smile again, and her heart settled, most of this kid's sword moves were realized by himself, and he had his own set of cultivation paths, even higher than the cultivation paths of Shushan, this footwork must have been realized from other places, and it had nothing to do with the manuscript he gave.

However, yesterday just woke up Ling Tian's sword move, it was enough to use, only a set of footwork was needed, and today he had already realized the footwork that was suitable for his use, and this kind of comprehension was really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Qingxiao decided to leave some privacy for Ling Tian herself, so she didn't ask any more questions, and nodded lightly, "Yes, but don't be proud, you should improve your cultivation, you still need to cultivate diligently, don't slack off!"

"The apprentice knew the way, and after a while, the apprentice went to the spirit gathering formation to cultivate the Yuan Infant and improve his cultivation. Ling Tian was slightly restrained.

"Okay, then I won't be embarrassed by you. Qingxiao said, turned around and brushed past Ling Tian, and walked out.

"Hey, Master?" Ling Tian had just turned around to ask about something.

I saw that Qingxiao had turned around quickly, and fiercely rushed at Ling Tian's head, which was lax and made up for the violent slap just now, "Hmph! Let you hide, for the teacher, I will educate you one more thing, what should come is always coming, you can't hide!"

After that, Qingxiao turned stern to gloating, and continued to ask, "What's the matter?"

Ling Tian was so painful that he covered the bulging bag on his head, this blow really used all his strength, knocking Ling Tian's nose sore, and tears flowed from his eyes, "You can't say it well, you have to do it!"

"I'm afraid you don't have a long memory!" Qingxiao said indifferently.

"Alas..."Ling Tian had no choice but to admit obediently, "The disciple wants to ask, is there a way to communicate with the Proud Sword Sect in this Shu Mountain?"

"Yes, yes, originally the Proud Sword Sect was just a small sect, attached to my Shushan Immortal Sword Sect, as the Proud Sword Sect became stronger and stronger, it has not been contacted for a long time, and the method of communication has not been used for a long time. I don't know if it can still be used. ”

"What kind of communication method is it?" Ling Tian asked again.

"Special carrier pigeons, this door and the major factions and even various places have carrier pigeons for mutual communication, in the Shushan Zhengting dining hall and Qingshen Hall behind the independent courtyard, the name of the hall is flying. Qingxiao informed Ling Tian of the location of the Feixun Hall used for communication, and couldn't help but ask again, "Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?"

"Oh, there are two close relatives and friends who have worshiped under the Proud Sword Sect, and I believe that the name of the two of them has also been heard of by the master, they are the Proud Sword Twin Stars of the Proud Sword Sect, and I miss the two friends very much. I want to communicate with him. That's all. Ling Tian explained.

"Proud Sword Twin Stars, but the two rookies of the Proud Sword Sect who suddenly rose, Dongfang Po, the fourth son of the Dongfang family, and Ximen Wuji, the fourth son of the Ximen family?"

"Exactly!" Ling Tian replied.

"I didn't expect you to have a friendship with these two people, it's really not easy, I heard that Dongfang Breaking Heavy Sword has extraordinary attainments, and a set of arrogant swordsmanship is terrifying. And that Simon Wuji sword intent is strong. It is even more arrogant, and the sword mana is overwhelming. Won a lot of honors for the Proud Sword Sect, well, learn from each other with him. It will also help your sword cultivation to improve, so good. Qingxiao, who has always been pretentious, praised Dongfang Po and Ximen Wuji, which shows that Ling Tian's two elder brothers have become famous at this time.

Ling Tian couldn't help but sigh, among the three of them, only Ling Tian himself was still unknown, inferior to the two elder brothers.

Qingxiao received Ling Tian's repeated assurances that she would not delay her cultivation of her compatriots, and then turned around and left.

Ling Tian followed the direction indicated by Qing Xiao and looked for the Flying Hall of the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect.

After Edgeworth came to the dining hall and the Qingshen Hall, Ling Tian searched for a long time and didn't find a courtyard lobby, and finally had to settle in front of a dilapidated shack of only about twenty square meters under suspicion.

Take a look, there is really such a tattered plaque, under the erosion of the years, tangled with cobwebs, the thick dust almost covers up the handwriting on the plaque, Ling Tian only recognized the three words on the plaque after a little distinction, it is "Feixuntang".

Looking at the four sides of this dilapidated shack, where are there any courtyard walls, the ruins and broken walls can barely be regarded as expanding this shack in it. If you don't look closely, you can't see an outline at all.

This shack was also simple enough, otherwise Ling Tian would not have directly ignored it for now, and commensurate it with the word "shack". No matter how you look at it, this Feixun Hall looks like a simple thatched cottage of a farmer's family.

The walls are mottled with cracks and cracks, and the doors and windows embedded in the wall have been crushed and deformed by the almost collapsing wall, and it is obvious that the doors and windows are not working properly.

Only half of the door was squeaked and screaked by the wind, but it could not be closed. Ling Tian flashed into the shack, and a foul smell of pigeon feces and urine came to his nose, almost killing Ling Tian for a fight.

Like thunder and snoring, the carrier pigeon intermittently let out a "cooing" sound, Ling Tian glanced at those carrier pigeons, almost fat, one by one, like a ball of meat with feathers, lazily lying on the shelf in the cage, Ling Tian couldn't help but worry about whether this carrier pigeon could still fly.

Following the sound of snoring, Ling Tian walked into the inner room of the Feixun Hall, only to see that among the barley stacked into a simple bed board, there was a sloppy old man lying in the middle of the barley, sleeping so much that the corners of his mouth were connected to a small pool of unknown liquid on the ground.

"Ahem..."Ling Tian coughed twice, the old man seemed to hear it, and the snoring was interrupted, but he didn't get up, but smacked his lips, wiped the corners of his mouth with his dirty sleeves, and slowly turned over, and the snoring started again in an instant.

"Anyone, excuse me..."Ling Tian raised his voice two octaves again and shouted loudly.

The old man finally woke up, scratched his buttocks with his hand, lay down and asked, "Don't talk nonsense, what's the matter, hurry up! Don't delay the old man to sleep!"

Ling Tian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, he asked so politely, but he got such a simple answer.

"The younger disciple of Tianji Palace Qingxiao entered the room, and Yu Lingtian borrowed a carrier pigeon, and someone from the Proud Sword Sect communicated with him. Ling Tian replied.

"Find it yourself!" said the old man, curled up, and went back to sleep.

Ling Tian sighed, walked out of the room, and looked for the rows of pigeon cages.

The sash is very dim due to the fact that the sash is not functioning properly, and only a few holes in the ceiling can attract direct sunlight to illuminate the appearance of it.

Ling Tian searched left and right along the pigeon cage, but there was no obvious sign in the pigeon cage indicating which pigeon could take the letter where...

Scratching his head, Ling Tian had no choice but to go back to the inner room and ask the sloppy old man, "Uh... The juniors really can't tell which carrier pigeon can pass the letter on in the Proud Sword Sect, and they still hope that the seniors will give them some advice. ”

"Oh, you're new, aren't you?

Ling Tian counted this old man up and down in his heart, if it wasn't for his request, Ling Tian didn't bother to pay attention to it.

After a while, the old man pulled on a pair of shabby straw sandals that had exposed most of the soles of his feet, lifted the loose and fat "big pants", walked out slowly, and beckoned Ling Tiandao, "Come with me!"

"Oh. Ling Tian replied and followed the old man to the pigeon cage again.

The old man probably hadn't worked normally for a long time, rummaging in several rows of pigeon cages for a long time, making a lot of noise in the pigeon cage, Ling Tian was quite surprised, such a fat pigeon was actually stirred by him like this, and he was still in good spirits, it seems that the matter of sending letters can still be done.

However, the old man's next words made Ling Tian flash a black line..."Summoning the Proud Sword Sect... Proud Sword Sect... Where's it going? Could it be that I got drunk and accidentally roasted it and ate it as a snack? No, I ate all the ontology gates, vajra gates and so on... I vaguely remember that the intermediate sect accidentally got drunk that day and ate a Duzun sect... Why can't I find it..."

Ling Tianxin said, how did I be so lazy and kind enough to feed the pigeons so obese, thinking that I could do a good job, but I didn't expect it to be roasted and eaten! Predecessor... Can we be reliable..."

"You kid knows a fart, what age is it now, who doesn't always make carrier pigeons send messages, if it weren't for the fact that the spirit pigeon in this Shu Mountain is of high quality, the old man is too lazy to transfer here, wouldn't it be more comfortable to cultivate the spirit beast forest garden in the back mountain with peace of mind?" The old man turned his head and shouted at Ling Tian.

The old man drank this, but he sprayed a lot of saliva stars on Ling Tian's face, mixed with a disgusting smell of food and wine, which made Ling Tian feel guilty in his heart, wiped his face, and almost didn't vomit.

"Found it, this one!" As he spoke, the old man took out a fat big white pigeon from the pigeon cage, stuffed it into Ling Tian's arms, and then turned around and walked towards the back room.

"I said, senior... Are you sure it's this one?" Ling Tian couldn't help but ask suspiciously, wondering how this old man relied to tell where the other side of the pigeon's message was.

"Oh, can you kid stop chirping, I say yes!" said the old man confidently.

After Ling Tian got the old man's assurance, he had a little bottom in his heart, and turned around to get out of the shack and prepare to pass on the letter, but who knew that the old man turned back and shouted to Ling Tian: "If not, tell me, roast and eat it directly!"

Ling Tian was completely speechless.

"May I ask how this carrier pigeon works?" Ling Tian took advantage of the fact that the old man had not yet walked back, and asked for a little advice.

"Just put the letter on your leg, throw it out, and if you can't fly and fall to death, remember to pick it up for me and eat it!" the old man still spoke coldly, and only cared about eating.

“...... If it flies back, do I still have to come here to get the trust?" Ling Tian resisted the urge to kill and continued to ask.

"No, where it is released, it will fly back to wherever it is, you can just take it away! If you bake it and eat it, remember to send me half of it!" The sloppy old man did not leave the three words.

Ling Tian didn't ask any more, he directly took the pigeon in his arms, stepped on the flying sword and headed back in the direction of Tianji Palace.

The old man sat back on top of the pile of rotten barley with his shoes on, and muttered silently, "Hey, Qingxiao, this kid, when will you accept apprentices?"

"Alas, today's young people, really don't know how to respect the old and love the young, this little place is really enough, the pigeons are almost gone, the old confused, if one day drunk and someone finds out that most of the pigeons in Feixuntang are wild pigeons caught later, the old man will not be able to enjoy such a leisurely life... It seems that it is better to be careful...", while muttering, he lay down again, and returned to his original state. (To be continued......)