Cultivation Starts From Simplifying the Exercises

Stepping under his feet, Chen Fei came to Yang Chuanfa, and the long sword in his hand flashed past, stabbing Yang Chuanzhen's chest.

"good!"

Although Chen Fei just handed out a sword, Yang Chuanzhen's eyes lit up. With just one sword strike, Yang Chuanchuan could see Chen Fei's background in the way of swordsmanship.

"Zheng!"

Yang Chuanzhen flicked away Chen Fei's attack with a casual sword, and at the same time returned the sword with his backhand, which was also Chu Yuanjian's sword move. Chen Fei remained motionless, and the long sword in his hand seemed to instinctively block Yang Chuanzhen's attack.

In just a few breaths of time, Chen Fei and Chen Fei had already exchanged dozens of moves, coming and going, no distinction between equals.

The deacon's disciple stood under the stage with a loose expression, but gradually became serious. The reason for the seriousness was naturally not Yang Chuanfa, but Chen Fei.

Although Yang Chuanzhen has suppressed the realm to the bone-forging state, his own swordsmanship background is not comparable to that of ordinary warriors, especially the understanding of the Chuyuan sword has reached an extremely high level.

When dealing with casual cultivators of the same level, it often takes only a few strikes to determine the superiority.

But now that the two are fighting with each other, with the same Chuyuan sword, Chen Fei seems to be able to handle it with ease, making the deacon disciple think that he is wrong.

No matter how much you practice in advance, without the guidance of a sect, if you want to practice the Chuyuan sword to this level, it is not to say that it is as difficult as reaching the sky, but it is also very difficult.

Among the outer disciples in the test, those who have mastered the Chuyuan sword to this extent can be said to be very rare.

"clang!"

There was a muffled sound of weapons clashing, and Chen Fei slid back a few steps, and finally stopped, the long sword in his hand was still trembling slightly at this moment.

"You won, I just used the power of the Marrow Training Realm."

Yang Chuanfa looked at Chen Fei with a smile on his face. If Yang Chuanzhen suspected that he would be injured if he continued to suppress the realm just now, it would be too ugly.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Chen."

The deacon's disciple raised his right hand falsely, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Chen, come with me."

The attitude of the deacon disciples is obviously a little more mellow. The disciples of the inner sect are considered to be true members of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, and they are not comparable to the disciples of the outer sect.

And Chen Fei's swordsmanship background is quite extraordinary. Although the current cultivation base is still low, future achievements should still be expected.

"Thank you, brother, for your advice."

Chen Fei bowed to Yang Chuanchuan, followed behind the deacon disciples, and left Qianlong Hall.

Yang Chuanzhen stood where he was, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he became indifferent, which was quite different from the enthusiastic look just now.

After registering the name and receiving a new waist badge, the deacon disciple took Chen Fei to walk around the Yuanchen Sword Sect for a while, and introduced the uses of some places.

"My Yuanchen Sword Sect, in its glory days, had the inheritance of the four peaks and three veins. The township's exercise, the Yuanchen Sword Code, is even more smelting of the four peaks and three veins. It is unparalleled in power and shocks the world."

On the way, the deacon disciple said with some pride. Chen Fei didn't speak, but listened quietly.

"However, there have been some major crises in these years. Although the sect has survived, some inheritances have been lost." The voice of the deacon disciple became low.

"Then which line of inheritance can I learn?"

"It's still too early to say which line of inheritance, you have to wait for you to become a true disciple in the sect before you can get in touch with the real inheritance."

The deacon disciple smiled and said, every new student wants to learn advanced exercises. But without being tested, it is impossible for the sect to give you the real top inheritance, because it is afraid that the entrustment is not human.

"Then me?"

"According to the order, Uncle Feng has been arranged in the door as your master, and Uncle Feng will come to learn the exercises in the future."

While introducing, the disciple deacon led Chen Fei to a courtyard.

"Is Uncle Feng here? I need to see you!" the deacon's disciple shouted outside.

"What is it?"

A figure quietly appeared at the door, saw Chen Fei, frowned slightly, and said: "Recently, eighteen disciples have been arranged for me in the door, and I can't teach these people alone. Let him be here again!"

"Master Feng, calm down, this is an arrangement within the sect, and this disciple has no right to intervene." The deacon's disciple revealed a wry smile on his face.

"snort!"

Feng Xiupu snorted dissatisfiedly, and took the paper representing Chen Fei's message.

Age and bone-forging level cultivation made Feng Xiupu's frown deepen, but when he saw Chen Fei's performance in the promotion test, Feng Xiupu's expression became a little better.

"Practice the Chuyuan sword once!"

Feng Xiupu looked past the deacon disciples and looked at Chen Feidao.

"yes!"

Chen Fei nodded, lifted the long sword in his hand, and practiced the Chuyuan sword on the spot.

After practicing Chuyuan Sword to Dzogchen, every move and style has become Chen Fei's instinct. Therefore, when it is deployed at this moment, the swordsmanship appears extremely elegant and agile, almost showing all the essence of the Chuyuan sword.

Feng Xiupu's slightly frowned brows couldn't help but slowly relaxed, looking at Chen Fei in the distance, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

As far as Chen Fei's Chuyuan sword is displayed at this moment, even if Feng Xiupu can use it by himself, it's nothing more than that.

Just now, the annoyance of forcing people to come to him because of the sect has been relieved a lot now.

Although Feng Xiupu didn't know how long it took Chen Fei to practice this set of sword techniques. But since he can cultivate the Chuyuan sword to this level, it will be much easier to practice other sword techniques of the sect.

However, Chen Fei's cultivation level is still too low. He has just entered the Bone Forging Realm at this age, and he has little hope of going further in the future.

"Okay, stop, it's fine." After a while, Feng Xiupu said.

Chen Fei put away his sword and stood aside.

"The Feng Shishu, Chen Shidi will leave it to you, and the disciple will leave first."

Seeing that Feng Xiupu's expression softened and he was not as dissatisfied as before, the deacon's disciple hurriedly took leave. Feng Xiupu's temper is notoriously stinky, and the deacon disciples don't want to be reprimanded inexplicably.

Feng Xiupu watched the deacon disciples go away, turned to look at Chen Fei, and said: "You heard it just now, now I have a lot of disciples, so I can't always guide you in cultivation. More often, you need to work hard on your own Practice, and come to me again if you encounter a problem that you don’t understand.”

"Disciple understands." Chen Fei cupped his hands.

Feng Xiupu was quite satisfied with Chen Fei's performance, nodded slightly, took Chen Fei to the study, handed a cheat book to Chen Fei, and said: "Take this cheat book back and read it first. Pay me back in a few days. By the way, come to my place tomorrow morning at Mao, and then meet with your other senior brothers."

"Thank you, master!" Chen Fei glanced at the secret book, his face was filled with joy, and he finally got the exercise.

Although this secret book is not the top inheritance of Yuanchen Sword Sect, Chen Fei is not a casual cultivator after all, and he doesn't need to search for exercises all over the street to practice.

After a quarter of an hour, Chen Fei bid farewell and left.

Feng Xiupu looked at Chen Fei's back and shook his head slightly.

Because of the Chuyuan Sword, Feng Xiupu couldn't help but test Chen Fei's bones just now, but he couldn't look directly at it. Feng Xiupu was a little surprised that Chen Fei could even reach the bone forging state.

At this age, with this fundamental bone, even if one's understanding is a little stronger, the road to martial arts in the future will not go very far after all.

Chen Fei returned to the house arranged by the sect, closed the door impatiently, and looked at the secret book in his hand.

Tongyuan Gong!