As soon as Zhong Qi knocked on it, Elder Chen's lips moved, and a technique for controlling the sword pill came to everyone's ears.

Zhang Yan only felt that with that mellow voice, a mantra went straight to his heart, and then appeared in his mind one by one.

After carefully pondering the sword style, he found that the key to this flying sword technique was all in this technique.

It first explained how the monk used the aura to attach to the sword pill and then control it to fly away, and then elaborated on the trick of using the sword pill to fly and slash.

The aura is refined and unified by the turbidity and the two qis, and it can naturally be divided and combined, and there are changes in yin and yang, which can make the sword pill tumble up and down, moving back and forth.

However, Zhang Yan felt that although this sword control technique could be practiced by tens of thousands of disciples on the field, this method was actually only available to monks after the double of clear qi could exert the most basic power, as for the monk who opened the vein, if he didn't even refine a breath of clear qi, then he didn't even want to control the sword pill, let alone hurt the enemy with a flying sword.

Therefore, the people who are qualified to compete for the Star Sword Pill are just those monks sitting in the front row, and the others can only wait and see.

At this time, Qin Nan beside Zhang Yan cheered, only to see that the sword pill in her hand actually rose, floating in the air, at this moment her face was full of excitement, grabbed Zhang Yan's sleeve and shook it violently, shouting: "Senior brother, senior brother, look at you." ”

Zhang Yan just smiled and said nothing, and after a while, Qin Nan woke up, hurriedly let go, his face was red, and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, junior sister, I got lost for a while." ”

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "It's okay, when I condensed the first breath of clear air, I was as happy as my junior sister." ”

He nodded secretly, this Qin Nan didn't know which elder he was cultivating underneath, and he was able to float the sword pill with a breath of clear air in a moment, even if he couldn't go further, it was only limited by cultivation, but his qualifications were extremely high.

Looking at these disciples around, most of them were in a daze at Jian Maru with bitter faces, or were still frowning at the mantra, and some were simply at a loss, where was she so relaxed?

This female cultivator has an unpondered pure heart, has no thoughts of gain or loss, and uses the sword exclusively with her talents.

He glanced at the disciples in front of him again, and saw that the sword pills in the hands of those people were also dancing up and down, and he no longer hesitated, his heart sank into the remnant jade, and the doppelganger who was originally sitting in the jade suddenly opened his eyes, drove the sword up, and carefully practiced it stroke by stroke according to the moves observed on the bluestone wall.

Although the outside world is only ten days, Yuzhong has more than half a year for him to slowly comprehend.

Qin Nan saw Zhang Yan sitting there without saying a word, just thinking that he was comprehending the mantra, and he also knew that he should not be disturbed at this time, and he was happily fiddling with the sword pill floating in the air.

The sword moves described in the Zhengyuan Sword Sutra are actually just sword movements, and they pay attention to finding opportunities and changing when facing the enemy.

For a monk in Zhang Yan's realm, there are not many attack methods to choose from, so he focuses on honing the three most important sword skills known as "One Shot", "Rainbow Sky", and "Heavy Waves and High Stacking".

The entire Sword Sutra is the trick of using qi to resist swords, and he believes that if you want to evaluate a person's comprehension of this set of swordsmanship, you only need to look at how well these three skills are mastered.

Although his comprehension is not as good as that of some disciples with supreme qualifications, he is better than the tenacity of his heart, and he does not spend time to understand the mysteries, but he is convinced that practice makes perfect, so he repeatedly practiced in the remnant jade, and these three sword moves must be repeated more than a thousand times a day.

However, although the body is not tired in the jade, the mental consumption is real, and after every day in the outside world, he will withdraw from the residual jade, take a nourishing pill, and re-enter the jade after resting silently for half an hour.

Later, he had slowly figured out the changes in the rules, but he felt that this sword technique seemed to be unfinished, as if there was still a trail that had not been passed down.

But this is also reasonable, greedy and chewy, with the cultivation of all the disciples present, if he can't even control the swordsmanship in front of him, let alone the exquisite swordsmanship in the future, he only cares about consolidating the results in front of him, and doesn't think about anything else.

Ten days passed in a hurry.

On this day, some disciples who couldn't even sacrifice the sword pill had already given up, and only those disciples who had mastered some of the ways were still pondering the changes in swordsmanship, but when they heard the sound of jade on the stone platform, they only heard a Taoist boy shouting: "The ten days have arrived, and all the disciples have stopped." ”,

The sword pills flying in the audience all stopped, raised their heads and looked at the stone platform together, Elder Chen's gaze swept down, although his eyes were gentle and not angry, but he didn't know Weishenme, when he looked over, everyone's hearts jumped, and they lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at them.

Elder Chen's gaze finally fell on Feng Ming, and he said with a pleasant face, "Feng Ming, how are you doing?"

Feng Ming hurriedly stood up and replied respectfully: "Although we can't exhaust the reason, we have also found some ways. ”

Elder Chen said, "In this case, you can come forward and demonstrate again, and let me see how you have improved compared to ten years ago." ”

Feng Ming straightened his chest and arched his hand: "Elder, if it's just a practice, it won't show anything, the disciple is willing to use this new swordsmanship to learn swordsmanship and learn from his peers, so as to prove his understanding in his heart over the past few days." ”

Elder Chen smiled when he heard this, brushed the dust, stroked his beard and said, "That's fine." ”

With Elder Chen's permission, Feng Ming turned around, arched his hand at the ten thousand disciples present, and said loudly: "Anyone among the senior brothers who thinks that they have a unique comprehension of this swordsmanship and intend to compete for the Star Sword Pill can come up and compete with Feng. ”

This is really arrogant, but it is full of arrogance, as if all the disciples in the audience do not pay attention to it.

At that moment, someone looked displeased, and stood up and said: "Although Senior Brother Feng started two years earlier than me and walked in the front, Senior Brother I am also self-motivated and willing to try Senior Brother's methods." ”

Feng Ming looked for the sound and saw that it was a disciple who was short in stature and not amazing in appearance, so he daxiao said: "It turned out to be Wang Kunwang's junior brother, I almost didn't see you, you were originally from the Haopu Wang family, and you think that you are also from a family school, senior brother, I will learn a thing or two here." ”

Wang Kun heard the ridicule of the other party's language, he was annoyed in his heart, snorted, walked forward quickly, and said coldly: "Senior Brother Feng, pay attention!"

He threw the sword pill in his hand up, and then stretched out his hand a little further, and with a flash of white light, the sword pill rushed straight to Feng Ming.

Feng Ming's face was relaxed, and as soon as he pinched the magic trick, the sword pill in his hand also rose, and he bumped into the opponent's sword pill without dodging.

Listening to the sound of "dang", the two sword pills collided together.

Feng Ming's one was intact, but Wang Kun's one was shattered on the spot, the latter's face turned pale, Teng Teng took a few steps back, looked at the other party with wide eyes, and pointed at him: "You, you ......"

After defeating the opponent, Feng Ming seemed to have done a trivial thing, put his hands behind his back, and said: "Senior brother, you have practiced well in one go, and you can be able to achieve one qi in just ten days, but unfortunately you wanted to convince me with your strength, but you only have at most twenty-four spiritual qi in your chest, no matter how you gather one-place qi, how can it be compared to the forty-nine spiritual qi in my chest?"

Hearing him say this, everyone below exclaimed in surprise, and they all gasped, this Su Ming actually practiced forty-nine breaths of spiritual energy without making a sound? What kind of talent is this? Even if some outstanding disciples in the sect, it is not easy for the number of spiritual energy in the chest to reach thirty-six, let alone forty-nine!

You must know that Xuangong has a law that says: "Spiritual energy is the seed, Xuanguang is enlightened, Yuan Dan bears fruit, and the merit becomes a baby."

This aura is the foundation of cultivating all Dao methods in the future, the more qi you have, the greater your achievements in the future, there are forty-nine aura in your chest, this Feng Ming's future future is simply limitless!

Wang Kun's face turned pale, and he lowered his head and said, "Senior brother, my skills are not as good as others, so I admit defeat." ”

Feng Ming waved his hand and said: "Senior brother doesn't have to be discouraged, it is normal for the door to compete in the door, winning or losing, you must not worry about it, blind the spiritual opportunity, and miss the practice." ”

Wang Kun gritted his teeth and said, "Senior brother has been taught!

Feng Ming smiled and said, "Waiting for you at any time." ”

When Wang Kun returned to his seat with a dark face, Feng Ming looked around and said, "Which other junior disciple wants to come up and give it a try?"

"I'll try!"

Another disciple jumped out, but this person was even worse than Wang Kun, but this time Feng Ming was quite face-saving, and after entangled with him for more than a dozen rounds, he tapped this person's shoulder with a sword pill, causing him to be defeated.

Next, a few disciples came forward to ask for advice, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that these people were familiar with each other with Su Ming, and it was not so much a competition as a cheer.

After more than a dozen games in a row, Feng Ming's momentum became more and more vigorous, and his eyes became more and more aggressive, and his eyes skimmed to several disciples of the family from time to time, faintly provocative. ,

Although these disciples of the family were slightly annoyed, they thought that they were indeed not Feng Ming's opponents, not to mention anything else, just those forty-nine breaths of spiritual energy were enough to suppress their temper, so they simply ignored his gaze and sat there silent.

On the stone platform, Elder Chen also nodded slightly, and there was a hint of relief in his eyes.

This expression was not noticed by others, but it was not hidden from Zhang Yan's eyes in the audience.

He could see that this Qingshi Zhaobi sword practice had already been arranged, and the purpose was to let Feng Ming get this Star Sword Pill, otherwise why would Elder Chen call his name twice and three times without mentioning the others? The meaning is self-evident.

The truth was similar to what he had guessed......

Elder Chen was originally a master and apprentice, in recent years, because he saw that there were more and more outstanding disciples of the younger generations of the family, and there was a faint momentum of overpowering the master and apprentice lineage, so he wanted to select a few disciples with outstanding talents to focus on training, give them flying sword magic weapons, and then take the opportunity to build momentum to help them up against the aggressive momentum of the descendants of the Xuanmen family.

This Feng Ming is one of the candidates who are decided, this time it is called Chuanjian, in fact, he wants to reward him with the sword pill forged by Xingchen Jingsha.

At this time, if another person comes, he will be able to defeat Feng Ming, as long as he understands the inside story, he is afraid that he will have scruples.

But Zhang Yan didn't think so, the act of cultivating immortals, without the slightest warmth at all, is to fight! You missed this opportunity this time, so you fell behind, one step behind, one step behind, at this time, all concerns should be cut off, obey his heart, thinking of this, he made up his mind.

At this time, no one on the field dared to step forward to fight with Feng Ming, and he shouted three times in a row but no one answered, just when he was complacent and turned around to receive the Xingchen Sword Pill, Zhang Yan stood up and said, "Slow down, and let me try!"

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