"Senior brother, I think this "Sword-proofing technique" is good."

"Oh, this book..." The fourth senior brother said as if he had known it, "The Sword Technique of Looking at Qi and Controlling Swords" is an easy-to-be-edited sword technique, but it is difficult to master it, and it is even impossible to practice it.

This sword technique is highly compatible and can be used by any sword.

But because of this... it lacks certainty and requires more insight to form its own sword-controlling technique. It can be said that one hundred people practice this sword technique, which will be a hundred different sword techniques.

Beginner Yi means that this sword technique only requires the cooperation of the Qi-seeing technique.

The Qi-seeking technique is a small spell that every Taoist priest in the Youfang must learn before stepping out of the mountain gate, to understand good and evil, to see evil and evil.

The difficulty of mastering means that it takes time to launch the Qi-Seeing Technique. In the confrontation of lightning, this time is deadly.

Although the Qi-Watching Technique itself is a small spell, it can be played into a great magical power in the future. Although it is a great magical power, it takes more and more time and preparation...

Can you really combine higher-level Qi-seeing techniques and sword-controlling?

OK...

Since you think it's good, choose this one.

If you can truly practice the sword-control technique of looking at Qi and fight with demons, you can attack and retreat or defend, and you can use your sword to look at Qi and come out, you can use your sword to look at Qi and come out.

The fourth senior brother obviously doesn’t like the junior brother.

The technique of watching the qi and controlling swordsmanship is very mysterious when you hear the name. You have to practice qi when fighting, so how can you still have the mind to look at the qi?

Black turtle, white crane is not fragrant?

But the junior brother chose it himself, and he had no choice.

Maybe if the junior brother hits the south wall and his head is bleeding, he will know that he is wrong.

"Will I get it to you."

"Thank you, senior brother."

Xiang Baiquan stood up at the fourth senior brother's delicate body, and then walked into the Daocang Pavilion.

"By the way, senior brother, have you practiced the sword control technique?" Xiang Baiquan asked curiously.

The fourth senior brother paused and said lightly: "I won't learn this."

"Why?"

"As the saying goes, if you cultivate your destiny but not your nature, you will be a fool in heaven and earth. But I only feel that your destiny can be completely eliminated. I don't care about this dirty body. If it weren't for the soul that needs to be placed in this body, I wouldn't want to stay for a minute or a second."

Xiang Baiquan looked at the beautiful body of the fourth senior brother, which was not like a man, and expressed his understanding in his heart. However, he reminded him: "Senior brother, among my seniors in Wudang, there seems to be no clear record of anyone who can ascend to become an immortal. Everyone is just a piece of yellow earth, buried in the mountains."

The fourth senior brother was silent for a moment, and did not reply, but entered the pavilion. When he returned, he had already grabbed a booklet with a blue cover. He handed it to the junior brother, then waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

......

With the technique of innate fetal breathing practice and the technique of watching qi and controlling swords, Xiang Baiquan felt that he could do it again.

The stars change, time changes.

The Taoist priests came back down the mountain, and they came back down the mountain. Xiang Baiquan, who was still the Taoist priest, was still diligent in the internal affairs of the Taoist Palace, and wandered in the chanting hall of morning and evening classes. Perhaps he would only have time when he was off or after evening classes.

However, the method of practicing Qi makes him energetic and efficient, so even if he is busy, he still has enough time to practice.

It was another year of storm.

On Wudang Mountain, the wind is like a knife and the snow is like an arrow.

The sword rolls over the mountain like a mat, and the arrow passes through the world white.

The mountains freeze in time, and appear to be huge and undulating snow-white mountain shapes. The slight snow-propelled buns of snow on the steps, but there are no footprints. It can be said that people have disappeared from the paths.

During the Spring and Autumn Period of Wudang, there were the most pilgrims, and the most powerful merchants on the first day of the year. But at this time... there was no one, empty and deep, and with the heavy fog in the morning, it was like a residence of an immortal.

The young Taoist priest in white robe held a long sword in his hand, wrapped his feet in cloud socks and wore ten directional boots, and moved quickly in the courtyard of the quiet room.

The sword is very fast and the body is covered with the qi.

He paused suddenly and pointed his sword in the distance.

Suddenly, an invisible material sword energy penetrated through the sword, and a very obvious trajectory was pierced in the wind and snow.

He kept his sword and turned around and slashed again.

With one slash, the snow-white space behind him was torn apart.

The snowflakes in the sky had a wound of about a foot.

The Technique of Watching Qi and Sword Control does not have a starting style or a fixed style, but only two articles are divided into two parts.

The previous article follows the rules and teaches you how to gather strength and swords, and then use energy to control swords and trade with swords.

The next article is full of imagination and will teach you how to blend your look in the sword, and even achieve both look and control in one breath.

After a stick of incense, Xiang Baiquan stopped moving, and sweat evaporated from his white robe, leaping into the sky like white snakes.

He put the sword into the sword cylinder and looked at the fire on one side.

The iron mouth of the big kettle on the fire just started to rise.

He stepped forward and took the hot water and poured it into a large pottery jar with medicinal materials. Then he added cold water to test the water temperature. Then he took off his clothes and got into the jar.

It was a body as strong as a wild leopard, and it was suddenly flooded with warm water.

His whole body is extremely smooth. Although he does not have a huge muscle block like armor, his muscles are filled with a powerful explosive power that can be rushed out at any time and choose people to eat.

Xiang Baiquan stretched out his hands and placed the edge of the pottery tank in the most comfortable position. The smell of medicine rose, giving him a feeling that his body was absorbing the medicine and becoming stronger.

He then breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the night of the windy and snowy mountain that was illuminated by the lights.

In a few days, it will be the eighteenth year of coming to this world.

I was still studying in my previous life, and I was also very busy...

Later, after a lifetime of hard work, wine, wealth, sex, fame and fortune, my body was even more hollowed out. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have had a serious illness later. Then I pulled out the power of the ventilator in regret, climbed to the glass window, held my hands and looked at the outside world, and made a vow of "If there is a next life, I will not seek fame and fortune, but only seek freedom."

He pinched his fist, and the strong energy broke out of his body, collided with his five fingers, making a thunderous explosion.

He smiled satisfied, "I never thought I could have such a good figure in my previous life."

"Just... are there really gods in this world?"

"If we can live forever, who wouldn't want to?"

"If you can't, it doesn't matter. I'm satisfied that I can live more in this life and be free in this life."

It is not appropriate to say that there is no regret. Maybe he should have traveled through time a few months later, and it will be better if he happened to be picked up by the old Taoist, so that he will be carefree and have no worries.

But who told him to be a fetus when he was wearing it...

It was the fetus that was born after staying in that woman's belly for ten months...

Yes, he is an abandoned baby, but he still remembers who his mother is, and the gentlest side the woman who carries his mother's identity showed to him.

But even though he remembered, he was no longer going to look for it.

Too tired, too far, too heavy, why bother?

A faint sigh cut out a torn trajectory on a winter night.

A week later, it was the last day of the year.

Xiang Baiquan silently said in his heart: "Sign in!"

He was a little expectant, but a little nervous.

After all, his strength has increased this year, and it is logical that the year-end prize he signed in will be slightly worse than last year and the previous year.

Soon, a familiar voice sounded in his mind.

bite!

The host binds the sect to the Wudang Mountain Tai Chi Palace and starts signing in.

bite!

You have obtained [One-Stand Sword Art - The King of Clouds comes one after another].

The sound fell, and a dark golden page appeared in his mind.
Chapter completed!