With his feet moving, Chen Fei came to Yang Zhenzhen. The long sword in his hand flashed past and stabbed Yang Zhenzhen in the chest.
"good!"
Although Chen Fei just handed out a sword, Yang Zhenfa's eyes suddenly lit up. With just one strike of the sword, Yang Zhenzhen could see Chen Fei's foundation in swordsmanship.
"Zheng!"
Yang Zhenfa deflected Chen Fei's attack with a sword, and at the same time responded with a sword move from the Chu Yuan Sword. Chen Fei remained calm, and the long sword in his hand blocked Yang Zhenfa's attack as if by instinct.
In just a few breaths, Chen Fei and Chen Fei had already exchanged dozens of moves, going back and forth, evenly matched.
The deacon disciples stood in the audience with a casual expression, but gradually became serious. The reason for the seriousness was naturally not Yang Zhenfa, but Chen Fei.
Although Yang Zhenzhen has pushed his realm to the bone-forging realm, his knowledge of swordsmanship is unmatched by ordinary warriors, especially his understanding of the Chuyuan Sword, which has reached an extremely high level.
To deal with casual cultivators of the same level, it usually only takes a few swords to decide the winner.
But now that the two were fighting with the same Chu Yuan Sword, Chen Fei seemed to be able to do it with ease, making the deacon disciples think that he was wrong.
No matter how much you practice in advance, without the guidance of the sect, if you want to practice the Chuyuan Sword to this level, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky, but it is also full of difficulties.
Among the outer disciples who were tested, those who mastered the Chu Yuan Sword to this extent can be said to be very rare.
"clang!"
There was a muffled sound of weapons clashing, and Chen Fei slid back a few steps, and finally stopped. The long sword in his hand was still trembling slightly.
"You win, I just used the power of the Marrow Training Realm."
Yang Zhenfa looked at Chen Fei with a smile on his face. If Yang Zhenzhen had continued to suppress his realm just now and suspected that he would be injured, it would be too ugly.
"Congratulations to Junior Brother Chen."
The deacon disciple raised his right hand and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Chen, follow me."
The attitude of the deacon disciples was obviously more mellow. The inner disciples were considered true members of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, not the outer disciples.
Moreover, the swordsmanship demonstrated by Chen Fei is quite extraordinary. Although his current cultivation level is still low, his future achievements should still be expected.
"Thank you, senior brother, for your advice."
Chen Fei bowed his hand to Yang Zhenzhen, followed the deacon disciple, and left the Qianlong Hall.
Yang Zhenzhen stood there, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, turning into a cold expression, which was very different from the enthusiastic look just now.
After registering their name and receiving a new belt, the deacon disciple took Chen Fei to visit the Yuanchen Sword Sect for a while and introduced the uses of some places.
"When our Yuanchen Sword Sect was in its glory days, we had the inheritance of the Four Peaks and Three Meridians. The Yuanchen Sword Code of the Zhen Sect is a refinement of the Four Peaks and Three Meridians skills. It is unparalleled in power and frightens the world."
On the way, the deacon disciple said with some pride. Chen Fei said nothing and listened quietly.
"However, there have been some major crises in recent years. Although the sect has survived, some of its inheritance has been lost." The voice of the deacon disciple became deeper.
"Then which lineage of inheritance can I learn?"
"It's still a little early to tell which line of inheritance. You have to wait until you become a true disciple of the sect before you can come into contact with the real inheritance."
The deacon disciple smiled and said, every new disciple wants to learn advanced techniques. But without passing the test, it is impossible for the sect to give you a truly top inheritance, for fear of trusting someone else.
"What about me?"
"According to the order, the sect has arranged for Master Feng to be your master. All future exercises will be learned by Master Feng."
While introducing, the deacon disciple led Chen Fei to a courtyard.
"Uncle Feng, are you here? I have something to ask for," the deacon disciple said loudly outside.
"What's the matter?"
A figure appeared quietly at the door. When he saw Chen Fei, he frowned slightly and said, "Recently, eighteen disciples have been arranged for me in the door. I can no longer teach these people alone. How can I teach them now?" You want to let me live again!"
"Uncle Feng, please calm down. This is an arrangement within the sect and the disciples have no right to interfere." The deacon disciple said with a wry smile on his face.
"snort!"
Feng Xiupu snorted dissatisfiedly and took the paper representing Chen Fei's information.
Age and bone-forging realm cultivation made Feng Xiupu's brows frown deeper, but when he saw Chen Fei's promotion test performance, Feng Xiupu's expression became slightly better.
"Practice the Chu Yuan Sword once!"
Feng Xiupu looked past the deacon disciples and towards Chen Feidao.
"yes!"
Chen Fei nodded, raised the long sword in his hand, and practiced the Chu Yuan Sword on the spot.
After practicing the Chu Yuan Sword to great perfection, every move and style has become Chen Fei's instinct. Therefore, when used at this moment, the sword technique appears extremely elegant and agile, almost revealing all the essence of the Chu Yuan Sword.
Feng Xiupu's slightly frowning brows slowly relaxed and he looked at Chen Fei in the distance with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
As for the Chu Yuan Sword that Chen Fei displayed at this moment, even if Feng Xiupu could use it himself, it would be nothing more than that.
The annoyance he felt just now because the sect forced people to come to his place was relieved a lot at this moment.
Although Feng Xiupu still doesn't know how long it took Chen Fei to practice this sword technique. But since you can practice the Chu Yuan Sword to this level, it will be much easier to practice other sword techniques in the sect.
However, Chen Fei's cultivation level is still too poor. He has just entered the Bone Forging Realm at this age, and his hope of continuing in the future is slim.
"Okay, stop, that's enough." After a moment, Feng Xiupu said.
Chen Fei put away his sword and stood aside.
"Then Senior Uncle Feng, Junior Brother Chen will leave it to you. Disciple, please retire first."
Seeing that Feng Xiupu's expression softened and he was no longer as dissatisfied as before, the deacon's disciples quickly resigned. Feng Xiupu's temper was notoriously bad, and the deacon disciples didn't want to be reprimanded for no apparent reason later.
Feng Xiupu watched the deacon disciples walk away, turned to look at Chen Fei, and said, "You heard it just now. There are many disciples under me now, so I can't always guide you in your practice. More often, you need to work hard on your own. If you encounter any questions you don’t understand during cultivation, come back and ask me.”
"Disciple understands." Chen Fei cupped his hands and said.
Feng Xiupu was quite satisfied with Chen Fei's performance. He nodded slightly, took Chen Fei to the study, handed a secret book to Chen Fei, and said: "Take this secret book back and read it first. Give me back in a few days. By the way, come to my place at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, and then meet your other senior brothers as well."
"Thank you, Master!" Chen Fei took a look at the secret book and his face showed joy, finally getting the technique.
Although this secret book is not the top inheritance of Yuanchen Sword Sect, Chen Fei is not a casual cultivator after all, and he does not need to search for techniques on the street to practice.
A quarter of an hour later, Chen Fei said goodbye and left.
Feng Xiupu looked at Chen Fei's back and shook his head slightly.
Because of the Chu Yuan Sword, Feng Xiupu couldn't help but test Chen Fei's bones just now, and the result was that he couldn't look directly at him. Feng Xiupu was a little surprised that Chen Fei could even reach the bone-forging realm.
At this age and with such a strong foundation, even if his understanding is slightly stronger, he will not be able to go very far in the future of martial arts.
Chen Fei returned to the house arranged by the sect, couldn't wait to close the door, and looked at the secret book in his hand.
Tongyuan Gong!
