Holding the broom, Mo Tian gradually disappeared from the gaze of the handymen.
"Look! What are you looking at! If you think yours is too little, why don't you take over all the work for everyone? You won't be allowed to eat or sleep until you finish the work!" Brother Wang's voice sounded from behind the handymen.
He looked at the handymen with wide eyes.
Seeing Brother Wang appear, the handymen left angrily and went about their own business.
Brother Wang looked at Mo Tian who was walking away and said nothing.
In his hand was an unopened letter, which he held tightly and crumpled into a ball.
Walking to the outer door, he looked up and looked at the familiar threshold.
This is the dividing line for entering the outer gate. Once you step into this threshold, you have truly entered the Tianjian Sect.
With a sigh, Mo Tian picked up the broom and swept the fallen leaves on the ground.
Brother Wang also thought about it when he assigned Mo Tian this task.
Of all the tasks in the handyman's office, cleaning exterior doors is the easiest.
There were actually not many trees around the path leading into the outer gate, so they were just sweeping fallen leaves.
In fact, closer to the outer sect, the energy of heaven and earth must gather more than at the handyman's office. The outer sect disciples are basically all in the outer sect and rarely leave the outer sect. On the contrary, it can give Mo Tian a good cultivation environment.
Seeing that there were not many fallen leaves on the path, Mo Tian smiled slightly, understanding Brother Wang's arrangement.
The broom was placed on the tree nearby, and the yellow-level low-grade long sword was taken out.
It was early in the morning, and there was no one on the outer path. Coupled with the cool breeze that blew from time to time in the early morning, Mo Tian felt very comfortable.
Taking this opportunity, Mo Tian recalled a set of swordsmanship taught to him by Elder Xue in the bloody space.
According to Mr. Xue, this swordsmanship is a top-grade yellow-level swordsmanship. It is really a terrible swordsmanship.
It's just that Mo Tian's current body and cultivation level are still incapable of contacting more advanced sword techniques. Otherwise, even the old man would not even bother to think of such yellow-level sword techniques.
this...
Thinking of this, Mo Tian couldn't help but feel speechless.
Huang-level high-grade swordsmanship can only be accessed by the inner sect in Tianjian Sect.
Moreover, Mo Tian heard from Tian Hai that there was only one yellow-level high-grade swordsmanship book in the inner sect, and that was for the disciple who ranked first in the inner sect to observe and practice it.
The entire Tianjian Sect's yellow-level high-grade swordsmanship cannot exceed the number of two hands.
Such cherished swordsmanship was something that even Xue Lao would not even bother to remember...
Of course, Mo Tian was relieved when he thought of Elder Xue's identity.
After all, the true strength of the mysterious old man who is related to the first generation owner of Shura Demonic Body is definitely not comparable to that of a small sect like Tianjian Sect.
Holding the long sword in his hand, Mo Tian began to recall the training method of the yellow-level high-grade swordsmanship.
With the sword as the heart, the heart is moving, the energy is still, the beginning is the beginning, and the dust is stopping.
His eyes slowly closed, and he held the long sword in his hand, pointing diagonally.
The mind is calm, and the sword and man are united.
My restless heart slowly calmed down, and my breathing gradually became calmer.
Eyes open, sword pointed!
Ye Qi!
Dust falls!
Chuchen swordsmanship!
Once you set it up, everything goes smoothly.
The first attempt was successful, which doubled Mo Tian's confidence.
Close your eyes again, feel calm, and feel the communication and resonance between the sword and the heart.
Brush brush brush——
A brisk voice sounded from the path outside the outer door.
There were originally few fallen leaves, but under the guidance of Chuchen's sword skills, they actually circled around Mo Tian.
Countless sword energy was released from the swung sword, forming a cyclone around Mo Tian.
Not only the fallen leaves, but also the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth was attracted by the cyclone and injected crazily into Mo Tian's body.
The injection of vitality, the transformation of the blood vortex, and the release of countless blood-colored pseudo-demon energy penetrated every part of Mo Tian's body.
While practicing swordsmanship, Mo Tian's cultivation was slowly growing.
It would be unthinkable to think about it anywhere else.
Practicing swordsmanship does not consume one's own vitality, but instead attracts the vitality of heaven and earth to infiltrate oneself and help improve one's cultivation level.
Not to mention other places, the Sword Sect here is unique.
Even the elders and sect masters do not have such exquisite human-level swordsmanship.
A set of Chuchen's sword skills was swung out in Mo Tian's hands, and the vivid feeling made Mo Tian couldn't help but roar loudly.
The sword stopped, and fine beads of sweat emerged from Mo Tian's forehead.
The cyclone dissipated and the sword energy converged.
The fallen leaves surrounding Mo Tian turned into powder the moment the sword energy dissipated.
As soon as the breeze blows, it disappears between heaven and earth in an instant.
Looking at the path without any fallen leaves, Mo Tian couldn't help but smile.
I wanted to practice swordsmanship, but I never thought I could complete today's task along the way.
The long sword was sheathed and stored in the ring.
Wiping the sweat off his head, Mo Tian let out a long breath.
So cool!
If it weren't for Elder Xue's disdainful look, Mo Tian would have really suspected that this swordsmanship was not as simple as a top-grade yellow-level swordsmanship.
What kind of swordsmanship book is this? It's so simple to get started, but the benefits it brings are so extraordinary.
Apart from some muscle fatigue, if you continue to practice like this, the mental consumption is almost negligible.
The vitality has actually grown stronger than before, becoming more solid.
Is the whirlpool that appeared around me just now the so-called sword energy?
The feeling of man and sword uniting into one really made Mo Tian feel extremely comfortable.
When dancing with the sword, Mo Tian felt like a dancer dancing in the wind.
Enjoy every dance step and the pleasure brought by the graceful dance music.
Cool!
Just such a word encompassed all Mo Tian's feelings right now.
Looking up at the sky, the sun is already high in the middle.
Unexpectedly, this practice has already reached noon.
No one bothered me this morning, so it seemed like this mission was really good.
Suddenly there was a growling sound in his belly, and Mo Tian smiled.
Walk to the tree and lift the broom that you had put aside.
Humming a little tune along the way, Mo Tian walked towards the direction of the handyman's office.
After a hearty sword practice all morning, I felt a little hungry, and I didn't know what the food at the handyman's office would be like.
After Mo Tian left, a figure came from a distance.
His fingers lightly touched the ground, and a layer of powder appeared on the person's fingers.
Rub your fingers together and the powder in your hands will fly away in the wind.
"Delicate! So smooth! What is that sword technique? It seems that there is no consumption at the end of a set of sword techniques, but it will feed back on itself."
"If I hadn't just gone to work outside the sect, I wouldn't have seen such exquisite swordsmanship! Judging from the boy's clothes, he was an outer sect disciple. An outer sect who had not yet started to contact the swordsmanship had a disciple who was so familiar with swordsmanship.
, what’s going on in this annual assessment!"
"No! I've taken a liking to this guy. I'm sorry those old guys wouldn't dare compete with me! It would be better if this guy had talent in weapon refining. Hey, kid, the next assessment will be in a year.
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"Hehe, I haven't met my favorite disciple in so many years. He is a swordsman genius. He is very good. Hehe, he is very good!"
With a leap, the figure disappeared, but the hearty laughter sounded at the outer door and also entered Mo Tian's ears.
"Huh?" Mo Tian frowned and turned to look behind him.