"Hahaha, you are so confident!" Dai Yongde burst out laughing when he heard this, patted Bai Ze on the shoulder and said, "I have been practicing Tai Chi Xuan Qing Tu for about a decade. Do you want to learn this? The technique is so profound, how can it be so simple?"
Bai Ze was a little embarrassed, chuckled twice, and said to Dai Yongde: "The Supreme Elder's magic skills are extraordinary, but my disciple is a swordsman."
The implication is that there is no need to practice this sect to perfection. If you can understand the sword that you have not yet been able to understand today, you are already satisfied.
Dai Yongde glanced at Bai Ze in surprise, not expecting Bai Ze to be so outspoken.
Sword cultivators are the most powerful weapons among Kyushu monks.
A single sword from the Sword Immortal can repel a million-strong army.
Now that Bai Ze is practicing under him, Dai Yongde has the final say on what to learn and what to teach. This kid is quite cheerful. He bluntly said that he is a sword cultivator, and the meaning is obvious.
"You are quite a frank person." Dai Yongde said with a smile, "It's a pity that I have retreated outside the Seven Peaks of the Immortal Sect for many years. Otherwise, if I had discovered you at the Mountain Gate Conference, I would have risked this old face to fight with the Grandmaster. If you fight for it, I will accept you as a closed disciple."
Bai Ze smiled and said: "The Supreme Elder has promoted his disciples. Among the seven peaks of the Immortal Sect, there are so many rising stars. Compared with many senior brothers, the disciple's qualifications are only a slight advantage in the way of swordsmanship."
Bai Ze naturally knew in his heart that Dai Yongde was just being polite when he said that.
His purpose in coming to Yunhai Xianmen was very pure. The first was to fulfill his agreement with Tao Hongjing and worship at Zuowang Peak. The second was to wait for Xie Xuan here and go up the mountain to find him ten years later.
So even when Chun Yangzi, the headmaster of Yunhai Xianmen, was competing with Tao Hongjing, Bai Ze never wavered.
"No." Dai Yongde said earnestly, "Your boy's attainments in magic are the only ones I have ever seen in my life. I think the master is indeed a god, and the apprentices he has accepted are all great. When your second senior brother Lin Xiao participated in the trial, , he also has unique insights into my surgical technique. But when I asked him if he wanted to learn it, that kid also said something similar to you."
When Bai Ze heard this, he immediately understood that the Tai Chi Jin that Lin Xiao had taught him in the Purple Bamboo Forest was indeed from the same origin as the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Tu.
But what Bai Ze didn't expect was that Tai Chi Jin turned out to be a piece of fur picked up from the Xuan Qing Picture of Tai Chi by his second senior brother Lin Xiao.
"Which of the three pillars of Taoism have you learned?" Dai Yongde asked Bai Ze again.
"Dao intention." Bai Ze said.
When Dai Yongde heard this, he said no more and stood with his hands behind his back.
Seeing this, Bai Ze calmed down and continued to observe the secret arts floating on the field to see if he could gain new insights.
The sun rises and sets.
During the day, another Immortal Sect disciple stood up tremblingly from the square.
The sky is filled with stars and the Milky Way is flowing.
Dai Yongde had already gone without food and didn't know what it meant to be full and hungry. As for everyone on the field, one pill of Bigu Pill can protect them from hunger for three days. As a result, everyone on the scene, as long as they stood up to comprehend the secret technique, were all in a state of deep thought.
At some point, a shadow suddenly appeared next to Dai Yongde.
"Brother Headmaster is here," Dai Yongde said.
"Yes." Chunyangzi looked at the Xianmen disciples standing in the square. At a glance, there were only about thirty Xianmen disciples standing up.
The exchanges between the two are not known to the outside world.
"Today, there was a sword intent reaching into the sky. I took a quick look and saw that the rainbow-like sword intent had a faint yin and yang symbol." Chunyangzi said, "But in this scene, under the teachings of my junior brother, the disciples have gained some insights. ?”
"That's the boy from Zuowangfeng." Dai Yongde smiled and looked at the young man in white with his eyes closed, "That boy's attainments in swordsmanship were even worse than those of you and me back then. .”
"Just a hint?" Chunyangzi glanced at Dai Yongde in surprise.
Dai Yongde chuckled twice and cleared his voice, "Senior brother, why don't you let me save some face for you?"
"You old thing, your senior brother, I'm still counting on that kid to prove the Tao for the North. If he's just a little less interested than you and me, how can he prove the Tao? Why should he show it out and embarrass himself?" Chunyangzi said with a smile, " It has been five hundred years, but Heaven has never favored the Northern Territory. Now our Yunhai Immortal Sect has finally had the opportunity to attain enlightenment. Junior brother, do you understand how I feel about being a brother?"
"Of course I understand." Dai Yongde said, "The Confucian and Taoist families are the leaders in the north. If senior brother wants to be the best in the world, just relying on an immortal sword is naturally not enough."
"Our Yunhai Immortal Sect does not lack immortal swords. What we lack is the person who can control the immortal sword." Chunyangzi said, "Junior Brother, the Grandmaster is the gospel of our Immortal Sect, and this Bai Ze is the northern realm of our Yunhai Immortal Sect's enlightenment. , an excellent opportunity to become famous in Zhongzhou.”
"I understand." Dai Yongde said, "The old and new swordsmen in Zhongzhou have been replaced, and they have no connection with the Northern Territory. When the swordsman Wang Zhihuan left the Northern Territory, everyone thought that Wang Zhihuan was going to preach for the Northern Territory. But a hundred years later, Wang Zhihuan is Life or death has become a mystery, alas.”
The old man sighed.
"Yuemo, he is really dead." Chunyangzi said suddenly with a complex expression.
"Senior brother, what did you say?" Dai Yongde said in surprise and looked at Chunyangzi.
"Brother Wei had an encounter with Jianzi once when we were at Stork Tower. Later Jianzi asked the Sword Immortal Sect, and brother Wei had seen his natal flying sword twice." Chunyangzi said, His eyes moved to Bai Ze, "I still remember that Jianzi's flying sword is called Zangfeng."
"Didn't that sword break in Zhongzhou?" Dai Yongde asked, "Wang Zhihuan fought with the current swordsman Li Mu, hoping to take this opportunity to break through the name of half-step swordsman and truly step into the land of immortals. But. But I never thought that Li Muzhi was so terrifying that he broke Wang Zhihuan's natal flying sword with two fingers. As a result, Wang Zhihuan's path to immortality was cut off, his cultivation collapsed, and he fell into the sixth realm of saints, with no chance of ascending to the seventh realm."
"Then do you know where is Jianzi's natal flying sword that was broken by Li Muzhi?" Chunyangzi asked.
"Is it possible?" Dai Yongde was stunned and looked at Bai Ze.
"That's right." Chunyangzi said, "That day when Bai Ze's sword cut through the sea of clouds, I saw clearly that the broken sword he used was exactly Jianzi's natal flying sword, Zang Feng."
Dai Yongde was stunned.
"Furthermore, I have seen it with my heavenly eyes." Chunyang continued, "The broken sword has a new sword spirit. That sword spirit is the girl from the Mountain Ghost Tribe who climbed to the Stork Tower with Jianzi. "
Junyangzi heard of her name later.
There is only one word, Yao.
That girl is also the only descendant of Jianzi.
No, maybe now it seems that Bai Ze counts as one.
It's just that Shangui was Wang Zhihuan's direct disciple when he was still alive.
Bai Ze received Wang Zhihuan's inheritance by chance after his death.
Dai Yongde was so shocked by Chunyangzi's words that he couldn't speak. He just looked at the young man in white on the field in shock and couldn't recover for a long time.
"So, Wang Zhihuan is really dead?" Dai Yongde asked softly after a long time.
But Chunyangzi didn't answer this question, her eyes were like a bottomless abyss.
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