Distinguishing lightsaber, the treasure of Lingjianzong.

According to the records in the classics, once the sword is activated, it will shake the whole world.

Zhou Yi has been refining the mountain and river tripod from the mortal world, and has experienced the joint efforts of the family and the sect to cultivate it. It has been more than two hundred years since it has been promoted.

"The light-splitting sword is a top-notch spiritual treasure. After restoring its original power, the strength of the sword spirit is comparable to that of the ancestors of Yuan Ying!"

"Even if it's a broken sword, the karma is a bit big..."

Zhou Yi pondered for a long time, glanced at the young man crouching on the ground, showed an amiable smile, and waved more than a dozen treasures to shine in the air.

"Little guy, you can choose these magical powers and panaceas. How about Pindao and you exchange this rusty sword?"

The young man felt that Zhou Yi was not a monster, so he asked boldly.

"Are you a fairy?"

"Why do you like to ask that?"

Zhou Yi said with a smile, "Pin Dao is not a fairy, but Sun Xing, a Qi refiner from Kunlun Mountain."

Hearing this, the young man was relieved, stood up and said, "This sword can understand swordsmanship. If you can teach me, I will exchange it with you!"

"Is there such a thing?"

Zhou Yi carefully sensed the lightsaber, the remaining spirituality was not enough to transmit divine consciousness, otherwise it would not be thrown into the scrap metal pile.

"Pin Dao has 18,000 swordsmanships, you can choose, the little guy will talk about it in detail."

Xiao Tiezhu killed Jianxuan and obtained part of the inheritance of the Spirit Sword Sect. In the Ten Thousand Volumes Dao Collection, countless ordinary swordsmanship and monk swordsmanship were collected, enough for a young man to practice for several lifetimes.

"My name is Lin Fan, not a little guy."

Lin Fan said, "I went to Uncle Li's shop half a month ago and watched him forge iron and cast a sword. He accidentally cut his finger, and blood dripped on the sword. Inexplicably, he learned a roll of phantom swordsmanship."

"In order to buy this sword, I picked up half a month's worth of slag, and I also borrowed 100 yuan from a friend. I finally managed to get enough!"

"Fun! Interesting!"

Zhou Yi repeatedly praised, the mana penetrated into Lin Fan's body, it was indeed an extremely rare sword body.

He vaguely guessed that he understood the cause and effect. When the lightsaber was about to die, he recognized Lin Fan as the master.

When the sword spirit collapses in the future, it is possible that all spirituality will be integrated into Lin Fan's body to lay the innate foundation for him.

"I originally had doubts about whether the sword spirit was about to die and cast a spell to catch the poor way. Now it seems to be an accident, but with the arrival of the poor way, this matter can be the best of both worlds!"

Zhou Yi put the lightsaber into his dantian, and his mana was always cultivated, he asked with a smile.

"Which kind of swordsmanship do you want to learn?"

Lin Fan frowned and thought for a long time, then shook his head with a bitter face, "I don't know either."

"Then teach it according to the number of ways of the poor road."

Zhou Yi's figure flickered, and he changed from a young age to a white-haired old man. The long fortune-telling banner in his hand turned into a cyan sword, and he stroked his long beard: "This kind of appearance is suitable for teaching swordsmanship."

Lin Fan was stunned, and said, "Immortal!"

"Don't be in a daze, your elder sister is calling you."

Zhou Yi waved his hand to lift the ban, and the shouts from outside immediately entered the house, calling for Lin Fan to eat.

"coming."

What is the temperament of a teenage child, Lin Fan hurriedly ran out and turned around to ask before going out.

"Do the immortals need to eat?"

"Is there any wine?"

"The rice wine made by my sister is very delicious!"

"Lead the way ahead."

Zhou Yi was not polite, and followed him to the main room.

Lin Fan murmured and introduced to his elder sister, saying that Daochang Sun was the best swordsman in the world. Seeing that he was talented, he went to the door to teach him swordsmanship. He seemed to know that he couldn't hide it from Zhou Yi, so he winked from time to time, begging not to expose it.

A sister named Lin Yu, looked at Zhou Yi's extraordinary bearing, even if she had doubts in her heart, she didn't ask her face to face.

"Thank you sir, let's sit down and eat first."

Four dishes, one soup, and farm-style rice wine are a thousand times better than a bowl of rice, but Zhou Yi ate it with relish.

Finish the meal.

in the courtyard.

Zhou Yi lay on the Taishi chair, took the big bowl of tea handed over by Lin Yu, and took a sip.

"Do you want to follow along, girl?"

"No, I have to go to the sword workshop to work."

Lin Yu hesitated for a while, then said in a low voice, "Daoist priest, my parents died fighting swords in the rivers and lakes. I have never allowed Xiaofan to learn swordsmanship, just because I'm afraid..."

Zhou Yi lightly stroked his long beard and said, "Don't worry, Pindao is different from other sects. The disciples in the sect live very long.

Lin Yu said, "Xiaofan has worshipped the Taoist priest as his teacher? Do you need to prepare for the cultivation?"

"No need to bother."

Zhou Yi said: "Pindao never accepts disciples. Today, after receiving the benefits of a little layman, he will teach swordsmanship as a reward."

Lin Yu saw that his younger brother was cutting the wooden sword excitedly, and he couldn't say anything else. He always had to walk his own way in the future, and forcibly restraining him might not be a good thing.

"Xiaofan, please ask the Taoist priest."

After a while.

Lin Fan sharpened the wooden sword, played with a sword flower, and bowed in salute.

"Please teach the immortal sword!"

"In the eyes of Pindao, all swordsmanship is nothing more than strength and speed."

Zhou Yi said slowly: "If you have strong strength, you will be able to use up your skills. If you are fast, you will advance and retreat at your own pace. Pindao will teach you the way to increase your strength in the morning, and in the afternoon, you will teach you how to escape...the way to lighten your body."

Lin Fan listened to some truth, but also felt strange, and it seemed to be a little biased from what he expected.

Lingjian City is famous for its "sword", including sword casting, swordsmanship, etc. Therefore, ten-year-old children have heard a lot about the understanding of swords, but they have never had such a truth.

"Strength, run faster..."

Lin Fan had doubts in his heart, but it was an immortal who spoke, so he could only follow.

"Pin Dao's cultivation methods are not in vain after all!"

Zhou Yi showed a look of joy, and taught Lin Fan the optimized qi and blood martial arts word by word.

The energy needed to condense Qi and blood comes from Lingmi. When cooking at night, the fragrance is refreshing. If Zhou Yi hadn’t covered it up with his mana, it is estimated that the neighbors would all follow the taste to rub the rice.

Lin Yu ate a few mouthfuls of spiritual rice, and immediately knew that Zhou Yi was really a strange person, and all the worries in his heart dissipated.

A few months later.

afternoon.

The sun is just right, and the small courtyard is warm.

Zhou Yi lay on the rocking chair, drinking tea and flicking his fingers.

Tuk Tuk Tuk…

The continuous sound came from front, back, left and right, Lin Fan's expression was solemn, and he performed light work to flicker and move.

Bang!

Lin Fan only felt severe pain in his back, his footsteps were chaotic, and he was hit by more than a dozen qi energy.

"You're dead again."

Zhou Yi said slowly: "There are only ten people who use hidden weapons at the same time, and they can't hide after practicing for half a month."

"It's too hard!"

Lin Fan was once proud of his youth, but after Zhou Yi's repeated blows, he disappeared without a trace.

What is the master of the immortal sword, what is the epiphany of the elusive swordsmanship, it is not that you have to die ten or eight times a day. According to the Taoist priest, it takes only a few days to enter the arena and die by deception, trap, sneak attack, poisoning... …

"Will it be difficult if all the time you show off to your friends is spent practicing the exercises?"

Zhou Yi said harshly~lightnovelpub.net~ In fact, he was extremely satisfied. Lin Fan was extremely talented and savvy, but unfortunately he was born in the wrong era.

"Hey, nothing can be hidden from the immortals."

Lin Fan poured tea respectfully and asked, "When will I be able to go out and explore the world?"

"Lingjian City is just a remote place. In the eyes of Pindao, it's like an ant. There are countless strong men in the nine continents and four seas, and they want to walk the world freely and happily..."

Zhou Yi thought about it and said, "When the sword breaks the mountain, you can go out."

"With one sword breaking the mountain, there are such strong men in the world!"

Lin Fan had never been out of Lingjian City, and even rarely walked out of the nearby square market. Influenced by his parents and the people around him, he was full of longing for Jianghu and swordsmen, but he had no specific concept of the strength of Jianghu swordsmen.

There is nothing wrong with what the immortal said!