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Mo Ye glanced at her deeply, his thin lips pursed, and he didn't speak.

He thought that if he could live a long time, he would have to protect her for a long time, even if she didn't seem to need his protection.

In the next few days, Tang Ning would instruct him on his cultivation every day after Song Tianyou took a horse step, although this child was only five years old, he was indeed very quick to learn things, his talent and understanding were excellent, and she had no trouble teaching him.

Compared to her leisurely here, the Zeng family has been very busy these days, and they sent a large number of people to find those elixirs, in order to collect the elixirs and send them to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple within ten days.

Since they had picked up the dozen or so Jindan monks back that day, even if the head of the Zeng family and the others had not experienced it personally, they knew why the ancestor would go out of the customs angrily that day, and he also smashed his cup and scolded them angrily to warn them.

Whether it was Master Tang or their ancestor, the compensation for this fifty times the elixir, they could not avoid it, after all, their ancestor had already spoken, and no one dared to disobey it.

It's just that while collecting the elixir, they also focused on investigating the little monk named Tang Shi, but there was not much news that the people who sent it out could find back.

It is precisely because they can't find out that the feeling that Tang Shi gives them is more and more mysterious, and they also believe in the words of their ancestor, that Tang Shi, maybe it is an old monster or a great power, therefore, no one dares to offend again.

On the eighth day, Tang Ning called Song Tianyou and took him to the back mountain.

"Xiaotian, today the master taught you a set of swordsmanship, you try to practice." Tang Ning said, looked at Song Tianyou on the side, and said, "Take care of it seriously." ”

"Yes." Song Tianyou nodded, a little nervous, and a little expectant.

Tang Ning used the wooden sword in Song Tianyou's hand, she practiced it first, and asked him to write it down while saying the mental formula, and it took a lot of time to practice a set of swordsmanship twelve styles.

"Come on, try and see where you can remember." She tossed the wooden sword to him and stepped aside to rest.

After Song Tianyou took the wooden sword, she learned the way she danced the swordsmanship before, practicing one move at a time, although the speed was very slow, and there were many pauses, but I have to say that she only practiced the swordsmanship once, and he was able to learn the seventh style, and there was a mistake at the beginning of the eighth style.

"Okay, you practice the first three styles first, and forget about the rest for the time being!"

Tang Ning said, looking at the little apprentice with a confused face, and said: "If the first three moves can be practiced, the later moves will be easier to use, because this set of swordsmanship is a set of buckles, if you practice well, this is a set of extremely lethal swordsmanship." ”

Hearing this, Song Tianyou blinked his eyes curiously and asked, "Master, can you exert a lot of power with a wooden sword?" ”

"Of course." Tang Ning chuckled, took his wooden sword, and said, "Look, I will press the spiritual power breath to the Qi refining stage, and if this sword goes out, I can also cut down a big tree." ”

As soon as the words fell, her palm turned, and the spiritual power qi also moved, only to see a spiritual power breath passing over the peachwood sword, and the next moment, the sharp air flow struck out from the peachwood sword with a wave of her raised hand.

"Whew!"

A sharp sound of breaking the sky pierced the air, and the aura of spiritual power visible to the naked eye formed the appearance of a meniscus knife, and the big tree was cut down with a bang.