In the end, the old man agreed to the young man.
But what he didn't expect was that he only taught this boy for less than three days, and this boy had mastered the Green Bamboo Sword Technique to the point where he was as good as himself. There is also the scene at the beginning.
He stared at this young man dumbfounded. This young man's swordsmanship talent had completely exceeded the limits of his knowledge. I was once a proud man of heaven, so I naturally had the arrogance of a genius, but after seeing this young man, I realized who really deserved the title of proud man of heaven.
This also shows that this young man already has methods that have surpassed his own realm of swordsmanship. What he is teaching him now is like a great poet re-learning the Three Character Classic. This also shows that this young man is not coveting his unique skills. I simply hope to make up for my regrets.
The old man smiled and said: "I want to see your real skills." As he spoke, bamboo leaves floated around the old man again.
The young man looked at the old man and nodded, but this time the young man did not borrow water drops, but the same number of objects as bamboo leaves appeared out of thin air in the space. This time it was no longer flying swords, but flying knives. The two clashed again, but this time, the young man destroyed all the bamboo leaves with just a flying knife.
The old man finally knew that the young man had already reached the swordless realm that he had been practicing hard for hundreds of years but had never been able to reach. Moreover, what he learned was many times better than his own. They simply disdain their own Green Bamboo Sword Technique. They really just want to put aside their regrets and help pass on their swordsmanship.
The old man smiled bitterly.
But the young man stood up, bowed and said: "Senior's Green Bamboo Sword Technique is also a rare and unique skill in the world. If it weren't for the bumpy life of senior, he would definitely be able to reach the swordless state of Green Bamboo Sword Technique. Then I will also I can only bow my head."
The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I can't see it anymore."
The young man hesitated for a moment and then said, "Senior, please take a look."
As he spoke, the boy's whole body rippled, and the surrounding space was eroded by the space that expanded within the boy's body until it spread to the sky. But this space gave the old man an extremely familiar and comfortable feeling. On the ground in the space, countless bamboo shoots sprouted out of the ground and grew rapidly, forming an endless bamboo forest. Each bamboo leaf exuded a sword that was a hundred times sharper and more majestic than the old man's own just now. Each leaf is the transformed sword energy. A single bamboo leaf has the power to divide the world into yin and yang.
The old man was stunned. He knew very well that this was the realm of green bamboo and swords that he had always dreamed of but could not achieve. Everything in the world turns into sword energy with just a thought. When the sword energy and sword intention are extremely strong, they will transform into bamboo leaves. . I finally saw it in the hands of others.
The young man in front of him has really obtained his true inheritance, and he is already better than his master.
The old man looked at the young man with joy, and saw the young man bowing again and said: "The senior's Green Bamboo Sword Art is also of great benefit to the younger generation. Without the guidance of the senior, I would not be able to reach this point."
The old man looked at the young man. He had an astonishing talent and was not arrogant. He was humble and polite. After a while, the old man smiled and said: "I finally understand why those old guys like you. It seems that those old guys have given you their most proud skills."
The young man nodded.
The old man smiled bitterly and asked tentatively after a moment: "Are you willing to be my disciple?"
Suddenly, several old men appeared in the courtyard. One of them, an old man in black, smiled and said loudly;
"I said, brother, didn't we agree that no one is allowed to secretly accept this young man as his disciple? Otherwise, I would have wanted to take him in."
The old man glanced at him angrily and said: "If you can accept it, I'm afraid you will have to show him off in front of me every day these days."
As soon as the old man said this, all the old men also laughed. The regret of the few of them is that no one can inherit the mantle of their talents, so they can come together and spend the rest of their lives. Now their wish is fulfilled. The whole body slowly glowed with light, gradually dissipating into stars and floating away.
The old man looked at the young man and said lonelyly: "Although you have granted a few of us our wishes, you have also given us new regrets."
The young man naturally knew what the old man meant. This time he did not hesitate because there was no time for him to hesitate:
"Masters above, I would like to be bowed down by my disciples."
As he spoke, the young man gave these old men a master-disciple ceremony.
Everyone looked at the young man with relief, truly no longer worried about him. Because their legacy can be passed on, and they are a top choice with impeccable talent and character.
One of the old men in gray asked, "We still don't know your name yet."
"Disciple, Ye Feng." Ye Feng bowed again to the old men who were about to disappear.
The old man looked at Ye Feng, "Although we don't know what you want to do, no matter what it is, as long as it is what you want to do, the masters in the other world will bless you."
As the old men dissipated in the wind like stardust, everything around them also fell apart. The courtyard that was originally full of fairy spirit has now turned into ruins, or it can be said that it has returned to its original appearance. At this moment, Ye Feng is not his true body, but a clone of Ye Feng's Yuan Qi. The place where Ye Feng's clone is now is exactly where Ye Feng snatched Yingying's bride 15 years ago, which was the original capital of the Yan Kingdom, Liaojing. And all he did was to free the ghosts of wronged souls who were bound by this land. After a person dies, most of the lingering ghosts are obsessions, that is, regrets and unwillingness. Ye Feng is not a monk and cannot recite sutras to force salvation. He can only use the stupidest method, which is to solve the obsessions of the ghosts one by one. Of course, there were also those who were disobedient, and Ye Feng directly overcame them physically. Fortunately, Ye Feng is not a physical body at this moment. It is Yuan Qi who is in a state close to the soul, so he can communicate with the ghost in his dream. Of course, Ye Feng will not liberate all his souls. As for the purpose, he will not mention it for now.
Ye Feng looked at the bottomless and far-reaching cracks and chasms that he had created, as if he was back in a dream again. He sighed and took out a skill secret book, which was the Green Bamboo Sword Technique. In fact, the old man secretly stuffed it into himself before disappearing. He probably thought that you could see how good I am to you, compared to those few others. The old guy is much stronger. When looking for a successor in the future, remember to let the person with the best talent practice the Green Bamboo Sword Art. Ye Feng smiled silently and put the sword formula into the space bead. The next moment the sword formula appeared in the Kung Fu Pavilion in Yong'an Pseudo Immortal Realm. The classification is that of Nascent Soul. The teleportation between each other in Ye Feng's space bead does require a month's cooling CD for the teleporter, but it does not need to be used to teleport dead objects.
