I am cultivating the golden elixir path in the heavens

Chapter 233: Granting the Sword (Subscription Request)

"Master Junior, you are really...too amazing."

Chen Pingan commented.

He had never seen that swords could be cast in this way.

Grab, pinch, and release.

An ordinary-looking iron sword has taken shape.

No pounding required at all.

No need for repeated casting, no need for mad hammering.

Li Qingtian even casually inserted a few sets of magic arrays and engraved them into the sword body with his spiritual sense.

This iron sword possesses extraordinary power.

One sword can break the sky.

Li Qingtian has implanted a series of magic arrays into this iron sword.

It is running fast.

It can also continuously absorb the essence of heaven and earth from the Lizhu Cave to store energy.

To achieve the purpose of operation at the critical moment.

"Ping An, I will give you this iron sword. You can use it to practice swordplay."

Just an iron sword.

Even if there is nothing ready-made, Li Qingtian can make it and send it out immediately.

"Uncle Junior Master, this... is it for me?"

Chen Ping'an's body trembled slightly, and he was secretly looking forward to it.

He witnessed the entire process of the sword's formation, and saw with his own eyes how a piece of iron ore turned into an exquisite iron sword in just a few breaths.

No, in these few breaths.

The time Li Qingtian spent searching for iron ore should also be included.

There are various patterns flowing on the blade of the iron sword.

Sometimes there is a flash of spiritual light flowing through it.

"So, weapons can be forged this way. This sword... is even more exquisite than the one forged by the blacksmith in the small town."

this moment.

In Chen Ping'an's eyes, Junior Master Uncle is an extremely mysterious immortal god.

It is the myth that has entered reality.

“Although it can’t be considered an immortal weapon or a spiritual weapon, let alone a magic weapon, it is sufficient for daily sword practice.”

A true magic weapon, even one acquired later in life, possesses all kinds of magical powers.

It is definitely not comparable to a sword that is casually made.

"Thank you, Junior Master!"

Chen Pingan thanked him.

Didn't refuse.

Although he didn't know why Mr. Qi wanted to accept a disciple on behalf of his master, this young uncle was really good to him.

"Without Junior Master, how could my life be improved?"

My sincere gratitude to Li Qingtian.

Such a divine figure.

What can you want from me?

"Well, you can practice swordplay every morning and evening from now on."

"The basic sword moves are: chopping, slashing, thrusting, and stabbing. Every time you practice swordplay, start by practicing each move 100 times, and increase the number of moves every day."

“If one hundred times doesn’t work, try one thousand times, ten thousand times, one hundred million times. When you have mastered the chopping, slashing, thrusting, and stabbing techniques to perfection, your swordsmanship will be extraordinary.”

"After you have mastered these basics, I will teach you the Great River Sword Art!"

Li Qingtian is not stingy.

Even if it is the Golden Elixir Dao method, if possible, it would not be a bad idea to pass it on to Chen Pingan.

But, it needs to be verified.

Don't be reckless.

There is something extraordinary about this world.

"what?"

"Dahe Sword Dao..."

Just by hearing the name, Chen Pingan felt that Dahe Sword Dao was extraordinary.

As for how many times to practice sword every day.

He didn't think there was anything wrong.

Practicing swordplay.

Isn't it just a matter of practicing more?

"Ping An, watch these moves carefully."

The basic chopping, slashing, picking and stabbing movements are few and far between and not difficult.

Quite simple.

But, the most basic.

Just starting to learn it.

Practice sword twice a day, and count each item as 100 points each time.

Chen Ping'an needs to practice swordplay 1,600 times every day.

And it is increasing day by day.

In this way, Chen Ping'an's strength will gradually increase.

"I am about to begin."

He turned the iron sword in his hand, made a sword flower, and quickly chopped, cut, poked and stabbed.

There was no sword energy spanning three thousand miles as imagined, and there was no shocking sword light that chilled nineteen states.

The sword moves are simple and unpretentious.

It stands to reason.

Chen Pingan should first cultivate his soul, collect the essence of heaven and earth, and cultivate his magic power.

If you practice kendo like this.

It will be simpler and easier.

but now……

Practicing sword skills first is suitable for Chen Pingan.

Practicing sword skills strengthens the body and enhances one's understanding of the way of the sword.

"I can't teach you how to be a good person and do good things, but your Mr. Qi and your future master will teach you."

Li Qingtian explained.

Other methods require a slow approach.

"Master Junior Uncle allowed me to have enough food to eat, and taught me how to learn swordsmanship. It was a great favor from God to teach me the sword."

On weekdays.

Except Mr. Qi treats himself equally.

other people.

It seems that everyone is talking about my origins in Niping Lane, including Song Jixin and Zhigui next door.

All along, I, Chen Pingan, have been very clear in my heart.

These people.

They all want to laugh at me.

No one even cares about my life or death.

"You do it!"

Practiced three times in a row.

Chen Pingan was watching and learning seriously.

This is his only chance to become stronger right now, and he cannot let it go.

Chen Pingan tiptoed to take the iron sword, and felt a chill. The iron sword was not light, weighing about five or six pounds.

Chopping and hacking are both easy.

It is necessary to choose the angle to pick and pierce

If the angle is not right, the practice will not be effective.

After Li Qingtian corrected him once or twice.

It is much easier for Chen Pingan to practice.

One person, one sword.

very beginning.

It's a bit clumsy to practice.

But as his proficiency increased, Chen Pingan was able to wield the sword with great skill.

One sword after another.

Eight hundred swords in the morning, this is not easy.

next door.

Song Jixin became curious when he heard the sound.

Lie on the wall and take a careful look.

"Chen Pingan actually started practicing sword?"

No, who taught me that?
Then he realized that there was a ruthless guy living next door!

A mysterious Taoist in white robe.

I don’t know where it comes from.

"But, what is there in Chen Pingan that is worthy of his optimism?"

"Am I, Song Jixin, not better than Chen Pingan?"

pity.

He was influenced by the Taoist priest in white robe next door.

not good.

"Sir, what are you looking at?"

Zhigui came over and asked.

Song Jixin: “…”

Hear the words.

Song Jixin's face darkened and he walked away without saying a word.

This Zhigui.

You have no eyes.

This young master and Chen Ping'an have never gotten along.

They were practicing swordplay, you obviously saw it, yet you still asked...

This is just ruining your young master's career.

How can this be possible?

"Chen Ping'an is practicing sword..."

Zhigui saw it as well.

However, there was some displeasure on her pretty face.

It’s like someone who has always been looked down upon by oneself suddenly becomes different.

And work hard to improve yourself.

The gap and dissatisfaction in one's heart can be imagined.

"But, even if you start practicing sword skills, I don't think your future achievements will be that great."

"I don't regret it!"

The choice I made back then is still the right one.

What's more, Chen Ping'an only practiced those few moves over and over again.

What's the use?

in the afternoon.

The food they eat is also fish, shrimp and loach.

But it's grilled.

Li Qingtian cooked the meal himself, and the aroma filled the air, which made Chen Pingan praise it endlessly.

A godly figure like Junior Master-Uncle.

I actually have this cooking skill.

It's really rare.

"Master Junior, you are so amazing!"

Chen Pingan praised.

He was thinking: Even Mr. Qi might not be as good as my junior uncle.

"It's nothing, Ping An. Just learn it. You may need it someday."

"Let me tell you, there are countless delicacies in this world, and grilled fish is one of the wild foods, so it's indispensable..."

While explaining, he asked Chen Pingan to catch more fish and shrimp tomorrow.

The house next door.

Song Jixin and his maid Zhigui smelled the fragrance.

I could only swallow my saliva secretly.

It’s time to say it or not.

Attracted them.

But, I can’t go over and have a taste.

"This Taoist priest in white robe is so abominable!"

Song Jixin's face was as black as charcoal. If it was only Chen Ping'an, he would have climbed over the wall long ago.

At night, the moon and stars are sparse.

Li Qingtian sat cross-legged on the stone roof and began to comprehend...

"The Way of Daluo, the passage of time, the long river of time, perhaps..."

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