In the end, the old man agreed to the young man.

But what he didn't expect was that he only taught this young man for less than three days, and this young man had practiced the Green Bamboo Sword Art to the point where he was as good as himself. That was the scene at the beginning.

He looked at this young man dumbfounded. This young man's swordsmanship talent had completely exceeded the limit of his knowledge. He was once a proud man of heaven, and naturally had the arrogance of a genius. But after seeing this young man, he

Know who is truly worthy of the title of Heaven’s Proud One.

This also shows that this young man already has methods that have surpassed his own realm of swordsmanship. What he is teaching him at this moment is like a great poet re-learning the Three Character Classic. This also shows that this young man is not coveting his unique skills. He is just simply.

I hope I can 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 met again

But this time, the boy only used a flying knife to destroy all the bamboo leaves.

The old man finally knew that the young man had already reached the sword-less realm that he had practiced hard for hundreds of years but had never been able to reach. What's more, what he had learned was many times better than his own. People simply disdained his 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 Qingzhu 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 said, "Senior, please take a look."

As he spoke, the boy's whole body fluctuated, and the surrounding space was eroded by the space expanding inside the boy's body, until it spread to the sky. But this space gave the old man an extremely familiar and comfortable feeling. Countless bamboo shoots sprouted from the ground on the space.

, grew rapidly, forming an endless bamboo forest. Each bamboo leaf exuded a sword spirit that was a hundred times sharper and more powerful than the old man's own just now. Each leaf was the sword spirit that had already taken form. A single piece of bamboo

Ye has the power to create the division of 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 have reached this point."

The old man looked at the young man. This young man has an astonishing talent but is not arrogant. He is humble and polite. After a moment, the old man smiled and said: "I finally understand why those old guys like you. It seems that those old guys have taken advantage of themselves."

I’ll leave all my proudest skills to you.”

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 as my disciple."

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. Their regret was that no one could inherit their talents, so they could come together and live out their lives. Now that their wish has been fulfilled, their bodies are slowly glowing.

The light gradually dispersed into stars and scattered.

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, and they truly had nothing to worry about since then. Because their legacy could be passed on, and they were 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 collapsed. The courtyard that was originally full of fairy spirit now turned into ruins, or it could be said that it returned to its original appearance. Ye Feng at this moment is not him.

The original body of Ye Feng is a Yuan Qi clone of Ye Feng. The place where Ye Feng's clone is at the moment 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 let

The ghosts of the innocent souls who were bound by this land are freed. After death, those who linger are mostly obsessed, that is, regrets and unwillingness. Ye Feng is not a monk, and cannot chant sutras to force salvation. He will only use the stupidest method.

Just to solve the obsession of the Yin Hun one by one. Of course, there are also those who are disobedient, and Ye Feng is directly saved physically. Fortunately, Ye Feng is not a body at this moment, but Yuan Qi, who is in a state close to the soul, so that he can communicate with the Yin Hun in the dream.

Communicate. 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 endless cracks and chasms he had created, as if he was back in a dream. He sighed and took out a secret book of techniques, which was the Green Bamboo Sword Jue. In fact, it was

The old man quietly stuffed it into himself before dissipating. He probably wanted to see how good I am to you. I am much better than those old guys. When looking for successors in the future, remember to train the person with the best talent.

Green Bamboo Sword Art. Ye Feng smiled silently and put the sword art into the space bead. The next moment the sword art appeared in the Kung Fu Pavilion in Yong'an Pseudo-Immortal Realm. It was classified into the category of Nascent Soul. Ye Feng's space bead

For teleportation between people, the teleporter does need a month's cooldown, but teleporting dead objects does not.


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