surnamed Wang

Chapter 565 Sword Repair
"Sanxian Island has produced two sword immortals in the past thousand years, one is the immortal emperor Taibai from Wangchen Realm, and the other is Zhao Shuquan from your Jiuyuan Realm.

Immortal Emperor Taibai's swordsmanship is sharp and fierce, and his personality is as sharp as his swordsmanship. He once fought for a few days with a strong foreigner for a famous woman, and the final outcome is unknown.

Unlike the immortal emperor who is willing to be kind and vengeful, Zhao Shuquan, who is only a thousand years old, is calm and reserved without showing his sharpness. He is a rare genius sword cultivator in the Three Realms. own swordsmanship.

Although he has been silent for many years in the resident soul period now, it is not guaranteed that he will break through to Mahayana in one fell swoop one day, and become one of the candidates for the Immortal Emperor together with me, the head of the Lingyun Sect and the other two powerhouses.

There was no sword hall in Yanjun Peak. When my father was young, he liked to learn how the mortal knights could travel far away with their swords. Fortunately, they met the immortal emperor and Zhao Shuquan to discuss swords. After enlightenment, they established a sword hall in Yanjun Peak. Leave half of the writing.

The sword hall is not like the other four halls with a long history. Most of the disciples in the hall respect the two sword immortals, and there are very few people who are truly outstanding. Even I, the so-called acting hall master, are only at the level of ordinary inner disciples. "

The woman finished speaking slowly, then turned to look at the two of them, "I won't force you to join. After all, the journey of the sword is not much easier than the cultivation of war skills. Roots, opportunities, comprehension, and hard work are indispensable. To be honest, If you have one of these points, who would choose to practice swords?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Gingquan looked at the sword characters on the cliff, and murmured:

"Sword cultivators have been so romantic through the ages, but these two have completely taken over. They are like two towering giant trees. When people look up to them, they also block the sun. How difficult is it for the younger generation to surpass them?"

"Are you afraid?"

"What's so scary? I've always been a fool waiting to die, and I've been forced to do so until today. It's not a matter of whether I can cultivate to the Nascent Soul, let alone compete with the sun and the moon."

After Wang Gangquan finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Nanfeng Zuiwu, who said thoughtfully:

"Perhaps someone like you can cultivate the Dao instead."

"Hall Master Nanfeng has won the award, let's start."

……

Nie Zhongliang doesn't know swordsmanship, all he can do is to copy the movements of women exactly. Although it is not a charm, it is better than those who want to run before they have learned to walk. With his originally cautious and delicate character, There is no flaw in every move.

The woman nodded slightly when she saw this. As she said before, this child's character is a good choice for cultivating the Tao. Moreover, the qualifications for sword cultivation are much lower than those for cultivation.

For example, Zhao Shuquan was only cultivated at the resident soul stage, but the power of a sword can make the Mahayana stage have to avoid its edge. This level is exactly what all sword cultivators yearn for.

Wang Bingquan looked at the little apprentice's moves in a decent manner, his eyes showed approval, and at the same time, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he tapped the hilt of the sword lightly with his fingers, as if he was secretly commenting.

In the eyes of Nanfeng Zuiwu, this scene was quite a bit of pretentiousness. She waved her hand to signal the young man to stop, and said to Wang Quanquan:

"I don't know if Zhao Daoyou knows one or two styles of swordsmanship?"

"Slightly understand."

After finally catching the opportunity, Wang Gingquan immediately put on an unfathomable look, the woman frowned slightly, and said in a slightly cold tone:
"Please don't hesitate to teach me."

"It's not enough to teach, it's just showing ugliness."

The power of the king became more and more inflated, and he couldn't tell that the other party was talking ironically.

……

He was holding an iron sword that couldn't be more ordinary, and the first hand of the Jinghong swordsmanship was the flat boat. Nanfeng Zuiwu's contempt changed slightly when he saw this, but it was not enough to admire him.

After running out of a set of sword skills, Wang Bingquan stood with the sword in his backhand, and the woman wrapped her arms around her chest, lifting her already proud figure to attract more attention.

This sword technique didn't bring her much new ideas, as far as the last move is eye-catching, it can be regarded as a top-level sword technique for ordinary people, but in the eyes of sword cultivators, it is too flashy.

"This set of swordsmanship was passed down from my father to me. It's not exquisite, but it's the one I cherish the most." Wang Bingquan said slowly.

"So, what else do you have?"

"I know two styles. It should have something to do with Zhao Shuquan and Immortal Emperor Taibai that the hall master said."

After saying that, a sword stabbed out.

This sword seems to be the same as the previous sword move, but in fact it has a lot more spirit. The woman on the side was slightly shocked when she saw it, and before she could speak, the opponent flashed again and stabbed a big tree next to her with her sword.

With a sound of "puchi", the steel sword sank into the tree trunk, and then a crack spread, and after a while, the whole tree was split into two.

Rao is a woman who is well-informed, so she can't help being a little speechless at the moment. The opponent is using the sword skills of Zhao Shuquan and Taibai Immortal Emperor.

Sword cultivators are different from art cultivators, and they don't have the idea of ​​hiding a hand. If possible, they hope that there will be talented people from generation to generation, so that everyone in the world can learn the superb swordsmanship.

But practicing sword is different from others after all, the only move without spirit is still a mortal skill, but Wang Bingquan used two moves, but they both have their own charm.

……

When the south wind was drunk and danced in a daze, a hearty voice suddenly came from the steps not far from the south:

"Hahaha, good swordsmanship, I haven't met such a spiritual young man with a sword for many years."

After hearing the words, several people turned their heads to look, and saw an old man walking slowly towards this side. Wang Gangquan subconsciously said after seeing his appearance:

"Is that you, Old Deng?"

"This old man's real name is Nan Fengao, the master of the sword hall. Although he has done a lot of things to guide the younger generation over the years, he can't be a beacon in the mouth of my little friend."

The old guy didn't know that the other party was scolding him, but he became humble. It was he who was drinking at the entrance of the restaurant in Wushan County earlier. Wang Gangquan had expected that this old guy was not simple, but he didn't expect to meet again so soon. .

The old man was skinless and shameless, stroked his beard and said:
"It's really not easy for my little friend to comprehend the demeanor of two sword immortals at the same time. Do you want to consider joining my sword hall?"

"Is there any benefit to joining the Sword Hall?"

"There are definitely benefits."

The old man said, turning his head to look at the woman, "Dui Wu, you go in first, I have something to say to this little brother."

Wang Gangquan stopped with a smile:

"If you have something to say, just say it directly. Could it be that Lao Deng has some shady secret for you?"

"Haha, that's not the case. Since the little friend has already guessed it, the old man will not hide it. What do you think of my girl?"

When he was in the restaurant before, the old guy said that if he had a daughter, he would be betrothed to Wang Quanquan, and now is the time to fulfill his promise.

Wang Gangquan glanced at the woman whose expression was still calm, nodded and said:
"Very good, but it's a pity Miss Nanfeng already has her own heart."

"You can see this?" The old man looked curious.

"Let me guess, it's Zhongfeng's Lan Dai?" Wang Bingquan made a calculation.

The woman's expression finally became a little unnatural, but she didn't say anything to deny it. The reason why Wang Gangquan was so clear was thanks to plowing the land at Chixia Peak. In just half a month, he learned a lot of secrets about Lingyun Sect .

Seeing that the old man didn't respond, Wang Qingquan continued:

"Zunling Zhongfeng Lan is a proper arrogance. In terms of cultivation and status, he is far superior to me. You don't have to make such jokes with me."

The smile on Nan Fengao's face was even stronger, and his eyes showed appreciation:
"That's right, I'm sure I read you right, boy, how about it, do you want to worship me as a teacher?"

"Learn how to deceive and cheat with you?"

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(End of this chapter)