The magic weapon is a weapon forged by a strong person in the divine realm and possesses the power to defy the heavens.
Among them, the flying sword, which is famous for its killing power, is extremely precious.
No one thought that the headmaster would be rewarded with the most precious flying sword for such a generous gesture. Leng Qingqiu's eyes were frozen there, unable to move anymore.
"This Feixue Sword is made of ten thousand years of black iron, and it matches your skills perfectly. Leng Qingqiu, please remember to take good care of her."
Chen Yuanxiang smiled and handed the flying sword to his eyes.
Leng Qingqiu seemed a little hesitant, but Tan Zhiruo grabbed it first and said with a smile: "I want to thank the master on behalf of my junior sister."
"Let's stop this Lin Wan'er matter. But if you two dare to cause trouble again, don't blame me for being rude."
Chen Yuanxiang's voice was stern, but there was a smile on his lips.
With Leng Qingqiu and Tan Zhiruo as the two great talents, she seemed to have seen the rise of Jade Muscle Peak.
"Okay, let's go."
After a few symbolic reprimands, Chen Yuanxiang and several elders turned and left.
The other disciples congratulated a few times and slowly dispersed.
When the crowd around him dispersed, Leng Qingqiu finally couldn't help but ask: "Senior sister, you know that these six basic sword skills belong to Shen Chenfeng. But why did you lie and say that you got it from ancient inheritance?"
"You stupid girl, I'm doing this for your own good."
Tan Zhiruo suppressed his smile and said: "Shen Chenfeng is of low strength, but possesses peerless swordsmanship. If someone is interested in him, do you think he can handle it? He is just a member of the Li family, and he already has too much to take care of himself. If he is worried about someone else again, , do you want him to die?"
"of course not."
Leng Qingqiu shook his head and said hesitantly: "However, these six basic sword skills are indeed his. In order to protect him, I can lie. But I can never take this flying sword."
"you!"
Tan Zhiruo almost exploded with anger. Leng Qingqiu was extremely talented in cultivation, but he wasn't very good at being sociable.
Then she seemed to remember something, and with a sneer on her face, she said: "Flying swords are of course extremely precious. But you probably don't know, right? Shen Chenfeng is a master of alchemy and has a huge fortune. How can he care about your flying sword?" "
"What?"
"Master of Alchemy?"
Leng Qingqiu was shocked, and immediately looked at Tan Zhiruo, with a puzzled expression on his face: "How did you know?"
Tan Zhiruo's expression changed slightly, knowing that he had spilled the beans, he quickly said: "I also heard about it by chance when I was passing by Xuantian City. Junior sister, I suddenly remembered that the clothes outside the hospital have not been packed away. Let's talk later."
Without waiting for Leng Qingqiu's reply, Tan Zhiruo left as if running away.
At the same time, inside Xuantian City.
In the Gale Palace, the light flashed, and waves of wild beast-like roars continued to be heard.
All the disciples who passed by had frightened eyes and took a detour in fear.
This scene lasted for a long time, the light slowly dissipated, and the roar of the beast gradually disappeared.
Shen Chenfeng opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were filled with light.
After three days of practice, his cultivation level has improved greatly and he has been promoted to the fifth level of the Spiritual Void Realm.
Moreover, he refined the dragon's corpse and forged a pair of reinforced iron bones. He even refined the Dapeng's wings and reached the fourth level of the Nine Saints' body.
With only the physical body, he can run rampant in the spiritual realm.
If you use it with all your strength, you will be able to fight even if you encounter a strong person in the divine realm.
"Congratulations, master, your cultivation has improved further."
Zhang Ruoli took a step forward, his eyes filled with shock.
He has been practicing for decades and has experienced strong winds and waves, so he can be said to be well-informed. But I have never seen such a strange cultivation method of Shen Chenfeng.
Refining ancient holy beasts to strengthen the body.
Especially when Shen Chenfeng revealed the body of the Nine Saints, his ferocious appearance and ferocious aura were like a giant beast from the wild, making him breathless.
"The body is the foundation of a cultivator. The stronger the body, the more power it can carry and the more powerful it can be."
Shen Chenfeng slowly opened his eyes, and there was a heart-stopping power in his eyes, saying: "Although you went crazy in order to practice swordsmanship, you trained your whole body to be like sword energy. But by mistake, you had the ability to practice. The capital of Taisheng Sword Body."
"What is the Taisheng Sword Body?"
Zhang Ruoli asked curiously with his eyes widened.
Shen Chenfeng was too lazy to talk nonsense. He took out a book from the Ten Directions Ring and threw it over.
Zhang Ruoli opened the book and his face immediately changed color.
Taisheng Sword Body is an extremely powerful body-forging secret technique.
If you want to develop this kind of physique, you must train your whole body to the point where it is like sword energy, showing its sharp edge. As practice deepens, it becomes even more comparable to a magic weapon.
Every move and every move carries a strong sense of sword.
If one achieves great success in cultivation, he will be able to transform into the legendary Sword of the Great Sage, disregard all magical powers, and cut down all the laws of heaven and earth.
With Zhang Ruoli's physique, he is indeed very good at practicing this secret technique of body training.
But he knew the value of this book. His hands trembled and he couldn't believe it: "Master, is this body-building secret technique given to me?"
"Even though you are a sword slave, you are still too weak. If you cannot improve your strength quickly, you are not even worthy of carrying my shoes."
Shen Chenfeng looked cold, and took out the fourteen basic sword styles from the Ten Directions Ring, and said: "You have some talent in the way of swordsmanship. As for how much you can understand, it all depends on your own destiny."
"Thank you, Master."
Zhang Ruoli couldn't hide the excitement in his expression while holding the fourteen basic sword skills.
Everyone in the world knows that the sword is blocked and there is no way out.
But no one knows where the sword path ends or where the road ends. Countless people studied swordsmanship one after another, but failed without exception, and no one succeeded.
It wasn't until he watched these fourteen basic sword skills that Zhang Ruoli suddenly understood.
The problem is not with the swordsmanship, but with the lack of foundation.
No wonder there are so many talented swordsmen who have been studying hard for countless years but can't find the direction of swordsmanship.
It turns out that the foundation is unstable.
Now that he has these fourteen basic sword skills, Zhang Ruoli believes that he will be able to make breakthroughs in his sword skills.
"Go ahead."
Shen Chenfeng looked at Zhang Ruoli's worried expression, his expression full of sternness.
Zhang Ruoli's situation is not an individual's imagination.
There are many other obsessive sword cultivators like him in the world.
"Li Muyu, you are so cruel, you have ruined countless geniuses in my swordsmanship. If we meet again one day, I will make you taste the majesty of my swordsmanship."
Shen Chenfeng clenched his fists suddenly, a stern look flashed in his eyes.
Just then, the wind chimes sounded loudly.
Shen Chenfeng waved his hand, and the door slowly opened. Immediately, a figure rushed in front of him like a whirlwind, and the sound was deafening.
"Damn it, Shen Chenfeng, I've only been in seclusion for a few days, why did you make so many big moves?"
