"This sword has been kept with me for many years and has never been used. When you become a great swordsman in the future, if you give me the sword today, maybe it will become a good story."
Dongmei winked playfully, and coupled with her royal sister look, she was full of electricity.
Hearing this, Niu Xiaosheng felt relieved and couldn't help joking: "It's said that a sword is given to a hero. Sister Xiaomei, don't worry, this sword will definitely follow my name and become famous in the world. By the way, does it have a name?"
"The name of the sword is Qiushui. If the little hero doesn't like it, just change it."
"Just use this name, Qiu Shui."
Niu Xiaosheng inserted the sword back, and the threatening cold light immediately subsided.
The three of them returned to the dining room. Chen Pan glanced at the sword in Niu Xiaosheng's hand, smiled at Dongmei and said, "You are so willing to let him teach him how to practice swordsmanship, and gave away all his swords."
Dongmei smiled sweetly, "Such a good sword, if you leave it here with me, wouldn't it be like a pearl gathering dust? In this case, you might as well find a good owner for it."
"If you tell me this, I don't mean to be a master at all. Let's do this. When we return to Daoyigong, I will find a real master to help you consecrate and enlighten your sword."
Chen Pan gave a promise that Daoyigong was not a sect of pure martial arts cultivators, but had many disciples who were soul cultivators.
"Consecration and enlightenment?"
Niu Xiaosheng was stunned for a moment. Is this the same as the consecration he imagined?
"Consecration and enlightenment means that the Taoist master will help your sword condense spiritual light, turn it into a spirit, and give birth to a sword spirit. However, not all swords can give birth to sword spirits. It depends on your fortune when the time comes. Now let's eat."
After eating, Niu Xiaosheng practiced the Stealth Step in the bamboo forest for a while. Now that he spends his time at night practicing visualization in the space through his soul leaving his body, his time during the day seems very tight.
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"Practicing swordsmanship cannot be accomplished overnight. You must learn from the basics. The swordsmanship foundations of each sect are different. I will teach you four basic movements now."
In the bamboo forest, Dongmei held a bamboo sword, "The first action is to stab!"
As she spoke, the bamboo sword in her hand was like a streak of blue lightning, stabbing forward, wah! It made a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
"Second action, hit!"
"The third action, grid!"
"The fourth action is to wash!"
Dongmei sheathed her sword and looked at Niu Xiaosheng, "Have you seen everything clearly? You should first master these four basic sword skills. Practice each movement five hundred times. Don't underestimate them. From these four basic functions, you can develop splitting, hanging, etc.
, point, collapse, cloud, wipe, penetrate, press and other moves."
Niu Xiaosheng nodded, pulled out the autumn water, and began to practice. Four movements, 500 times each, totaling 2,000 times. It is not difficult to complete within an hour.
While Niu Xiaosheng was practicing swordplay in the bamboo forest, a guest suddenly arrived.
"Daoming!"
Chen Pan walked out of the courtyard with his maid Chun Dai.
Outside the door, a young Taoist stood quietly. He had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, an eagle nose and thin lips. His long, shiny black hair was tied with a silk ribbon. He was wearing a pure white Taoist robe and had a mutton-fat jade pendant hanging around his waist.
Holding a whisk in hand gives people the air of a worldly master.
"Junior Brother Chen, you are fine."
Daoming flicked his fly whisk, raised one hand in front of his chest, and said hello.
Chen Pan clasped his fists in return and said with a smile on his face, "Thank you so much, Junior Brother Daoming, for your concern. I didn't expect that Junior Brother Daoming would actually master the art of differentiation after not seeing each other for a while. What a congratulation!"
"Haha, I still can't hide it from my junior brother."
There was a hint of amusement in Daoming's eyes. He used the art of differentiation to visit him. Didn't he mean to show off to Chen Pan?
The two have known each other since childhood and entered the Taoist Palace at the same time. They are both childhood friends and competitors.
Hearing the two calling each other junior brother, Chun Dai was already used to it.
After the two squeezed each other, they entered the house together.
"Chuntai, serve the tea quickly and take out your master's blood coagulation tea!"
Daoming said to Chun Dai, not showing any concern at all.
"Don't listen to him, just have a pot of crude tea."
"Hey, why are you still so picky?"
"Whether you like it or not, you are so generous, give me half of your peach blossom wine."
Daoming suddenly stopped talking. He didn't have to drink the tea, but he couldn't drink the wine no matter what.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't come until next month? Why did you arrive so early?"
Chen Pan asked.
"According to the schedule, this is how it was, but I received an order from Supervisor Tiansi at the last moment, so I came here."
Dao Ming sighed deeply, "I have a hard life. Ever since I joined the Supervisor Tiansi, I have been running around all over the world, either killing demons or arresting demons. I haven't had a good rest."
"Complain to your uncle about this and see if he beats you up."
Chen Pan sneered. He didn't believe a word of Dao Ming's complaints. Where is the Supervisor Tiansi? It requires power and resources. No matter how many people in the world can get in, they can't get in.
It is indeed dangerous for Jian Tiansi to travel around to kill demons, but the merits gained can be used to exchange for those precious cultivation resources and techniques in Chu's domestic treasury, which cannot be compared with the hard training in the sect.
"Don't talk about this, I mentioned in the previous letter that you have accepted a disciple? Where is he? Call him out quickly and let me, my uncle, see you."
Daoming changed the subject.
"Chuntai, call the little saint over."
"Yes, sir!"
Chun Dai bowed slightly, turned around and walked out quickly.
Not long after, she walked in with Niu Xiaosheng.
"Disciple, this is your uncle Daoming. Come and pay your respects."
When Niu Xiaosheng heard this, he obediently raised his hands to Dao Ming and said, "Greetings, Uncle Master!"
"Wrong, I have to call you uncle."
Mingdao corrected with a straight face, and then began to look at Niu Xiaosheng, his eyes covered with a glimmer of light.
Niu Xiaosheng's scalp was numb, and he felt as if he had been seen through by the white-clothed Taoist in front of him. At this time, the bead in his body that had been silent trembled slightly.
"Good seedling, really good seedling!"
Daoming's eyes shone.
But the next sentence immediately made Chen Pan's proud smile freeze.
"Learning martial arts is a waste. Good boy, why don't you practice Taoism and practice soul training with me? Don't waste your talent!"
"Fart, my disciple is obviously a rare martial arts prodigy. If he practices Taoism with you, wouldn't he be misleading his disciples?"
Chen Pan was immediately angry. He finally met a satisfactory disciple, how could he be fooled so easily.
Dao Ming's face was serious and he spoke with sincerity, "Junior brother Chen, I can tell you clearly that according to my soul eye observation, this child's spiritual light penetrates directly to the heavenly spirit. He is a rare Taoist genius in a hundred years. If he is a Taoist, his future achievements will definitely depend on me."
Above!"
"Humph, he can still practice martial arts!"
"this--"
Daoming couldn't refute it for a while, because what Chen Pan said was not an exaggeration. According to his observation, not only did this child's aura shine directly through the heavenly spirit, but his qi and blood were also extremely strong. At such an age, he could have such qi and blood.
It is rare.
So, he could only shake his head and sigh: "How could such a good seedling be allowed to meet a reckless man like you? How unfair is God!"