The First Immortal of Ancient Times

In what order?

Senior Sister Zhao took the sword manual and stared at her name!

Snow white...

"Ah!" After she reacted, her mood immediately exploded.

Bang bang bang!

She was ashamed and angry. First she hit Yun Xiao on the head three times with the sword book, and then she was about to tear off the piece with her name on it.

In the breeze, the beauty in the black dress blushed, bit her red lips, and stared at Yun Xiao. She was so angry that she was so embarrassed that she doubted her life.

The reading order of the five words under her finger could never go back to the past!

When she thought that she had left such a name on Qinghun's first sword manual that could easily be misunderstood by future generations, she was speechless until her spine went numb.

"Don't tear it up!" Yun Xiao had quick eyes and quick hands and quickly snatched the sword manual.

"Yun Xiao, give it to me!" She bit her lip and called the boy by his name for the first time.

"Senior sister, this is inherited from our ancestors and cannot be torn apart." Yun Xiao said seriously.

"Bring it here!" she glared.

"If you don't tear it up, I'll give it back to you." Yun Xiao put the sword manual behind him.

"You... are so angry with me!" Senior Sister Zhao stared at the young man in white, feeling really helpless.

So naughty!

"Tear it or not?" Yun Xiao asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Don't tear it up, it's annoying!" Senior Sister Zhao was a little angry, dangling her jade legs, and sat on the cliff.

Don't tell me, her angry look is a bit cute.

"Senior Sister Zhao, don't worry, no one will have random thoughts except me." Yun Xiao sat next to her and said honestly.

"Bring it here."

Yun Xiao could only return the sword manual to her!

When handing the book, he looked down again and couldn't help but said: "It is worthy of the name!"

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Senior Sister Zhao took the sword manual and immediately slapped him on the head three times.

Cai Maomao watched in the distance and was horrified, and secretly said: "I didn't expect that such a handsome man as Junior Brother Yun would have to be beaten like us! It must be because of his stupid qualifications that he let Senior Sister Zhao down!"

Fortunately, Senior Sister Zhao no longer cared about the name on the title page, and immediately turned to the next page, with a serious tone, and began to introduce the first sword of Qinghun to Yun Xiao.

"Be serious! Read a book!" Senior Sister Zhao said.

"Yes!" Yun Xiao then moved his eyes to the book.

It is worthy of being the first sword of Qinghun at the Yuheng level!

It quickly caught his attention!

Flying Sword Technique: Ten Scales.

Palm Sword Skill: Qinglong Fenglie.

Swordsmanship: Qingtianzhi. →

"Is the swordsmanship of the Immortal Way so elegant and transcendent even in its name?" Yun Xiao was intoxicated.

For example, a certain swordsmanship or a certain body technique sounds much better.

Flying sword, swallow tail flash, ten-level scales.

The sword in the palm of the hand, the green lightning flying crane, the green dragon wind fierce.

Sword-riding, free travel, Qingtianzhi!

"Senior Sister Zhao, what is the 'Ten Scales'?" Yun Xiao decided to start by learning the flying sword technique.

Flying sword, instant killing technique!

In order to eliminate those five words from her mind, Senior Sister Zhao hummed softly and began to introduce to him: "Have you ever been in trouble?"

"Fighted before. I am the best." Yun Xiao said.

"Ten-level scales use the sword soul to float in the air. The sword enters the void and turns. The sword rubs against the air, forming a light and shadow similar to fish scales, and at the same time makes a sword sound. Every time it rotates, the sword soul can With the help of the spiritual energy in the air, you can take advantage of the situation to achieve greater speed and increase your lethality," said Senior Sister Zhao.

"One spin is one section, and after ten sounds, the flying sword accelerates, changes, and strengthens ten times, and it becomes ten scales?" Yun Xiao asked.

"Yes!" Senior Sister Zhao nodded, "As the saying goes, if the sword rings ten times, the sea will split and the mountains will collapse. It describes the ten scales! If the sword can ring ten times and one sword comes out, it will be like ten fish flying into the air, and one sword will explode. , kill in an instant!”

"Got it!"

Yun Xiao nodded.

Ten-level scales, murderous sword!

Just from this description, I know it is stronger than Swallowtail Flash.

"Swordsmanship, Qinglong Fenglie." Yun Xiao's eyes moved down on the sword manual.

"Junior Brother Yun, what is the attribute of your sword soul?" Zhao Xuanran asked.

"Does it matter?" Yun Xiao asked.

"Yes. If it has the thunder attribute, the Qingdian Flying Crane will be more powerful if it is cultivated. If it has the storm attribute, the Qinglong Fenglie will be stronger than others." Zhao Xuanran said.

In other words, Qinglong Fenglie is based on storm.

"My sword soul should have some wind attributes." Yun Xiao said.

"Okay!" Senior Sister Zhao nodded, "The Qinglong wind is fierce, the sword is like a storm, the sword is drawn out like a dragon, wide opening and closing, this is the strong wind of Qinghun Sword Pavilion. There are three styles, one is asking the heart, the second is asking the sky, and the third is asking the sky. asked."

"Three questions in the world, the heart of the sword is clear and worthy of the world." Yun Xiao read out a line of small words on the sword manual.

"The last one is sword control, Qingtian Zhi." Zhao Xuanran said.

"What's so special?"

"The meaning of sword cultivation is to aim at the blue sky! You practice leisurely wandering, playing in the world, and don't care about the world. But if you cultivate the ambition to reach the sky, you will have the courage to reach the sky. A man is aiming at the four directions, aiming at the blue sky, and moving forward indomitably. Wherever the sword goes, everything will be It's evil!" Zhao Xuanran said in a high voice.

"Okay, blue sky ambition! Fly across the sky and clouds, aim in the blue sky!"

Li Tianming felt it. →

Ten scales!

Qinglong Fenglie!

Qingtianzhi!

These three sword skills can be said to be more in line with his current state of mind.

Not carefree, but ambitious!

These three swords are all available.

Yuheng level!

Ye Tiance can't even practice this kind of swordsmanship!

"I will explain the details to you first, and then I will lead you to sword practice." Senior Sister Zhao was very serious and continued to read down.

"Um."

Yun Xiao glanced at her profile and nodded.

The breeze blew, the fragrance filled the nose, and the long hair was charming.

He immersed himself in the sword path and turned on the genius sword training mode.

On the first day, he did not move the sword!

Listen first, then watch!

When listening, the texture of the sword slowly accumulated in the heart.

When watching, the mind was already practicing!

In the sun and moonlight, in front of Yun Xiao, the woman in black skirt first killed ten scales with a flying sword, and then performed the blue dragon wind with a palm sword!

The former was full of murderous intent, and the latter was full of courage!

The woman swung the sword, and she was also heroic, with the sword opening and closing, unstoppable... It was refreshing!

In the evening breeze, Senior Sister Zhao flew across the sky with a sword, Yun Xiao stepped on her sword, holding her slender waist, and listened to her explain the secret of flying the sword!

The black sword whistled, rushed into the sky, flew over the clouds, and embraced the moon in the blue sky!

Qingtianzhi!

Jueye!

It was late at night.

The two flew down on the sword and returned to the front of Haoran Hall.

Yun Xiao's mind was full of sword shadows and beautiful figures.

And the five words on the title page.

"Sister Zhao, you've worked hard." Yun Xiao bowed his hands, his eyes full of respect.

She was indeed very hard, explaining all day and practicing for him all day.

"Not hard." Sister Zhao said softly, "Take the sword manual and think about it more at night."

"No, I've learned it all." Yun Xiao suddenly laughed.

"???"

Zhao Xuanran was stunned!

"Don't joke, boring, you haven't even used a sword." Sister Zhao said.

Yun Xiao turned and looked into the distance, pointing to a blue stone on the opposite mountain, and asked: "Sister, your flying sword technique "Ten Scales", how many rings can it have at most?"

"I only practiced for one year, seven rings." Sister Zhao said.

"Is it very powerful?" Yun Xiao asked with a smile.

"Anyway, it's better than my senior brothers and sisters. My father was only three rings when he was my age." Sister Zhao said. Looking at her arrogant expression, she should be quite satisfied with herself.

"Then can your flying sword hit the bluestone?" Yun Xiao asked.

Senior Sister Zhao looked over there and shook her head, saying, "No, it's a bit far."

"I can!" Yun Xiao said.

"You?" Senior Sister Zhao looked at him, "At this distance, unless you can make ten sword sounds, you can't reach it at all. I know you are talented. Start practicing tomorrow. With your swordsmanship talent, maybe you can master it in ten days."

Ten days!

She herself dared not even think about it.

"Senior sister, what if I can do it?" Yun Xiao asked.

"Impossible!" Senior Sister Zhao said firmly.

"I am a man. It's normal for this range to be a little farther." Yun Xiao chuckled.

Senior Sister Zhao: "..."

She was also very emotional!

If a greasy man said such words in front of her, it would definitely be disgusting.

But this kid has a divine face!

So, even if he speaks rudely, he looks very ethereal and ethereal.

Absolutely!

"If you can break the bluestone, I will..." Senior Sister Zhao gritted her teeth.

"What are you doing tonight?" Yun Xiao looked at her pretty face under the moonlight.

"What do you think?" Senior Sister Zhao lowered her head, her pretty face flushed, her eyes blurred.

There's a chance!

Yun Xiao was refreshed.

"But what if you fail?" Without waiting for Yun Xiao to think about it, Senior Sister Zhao looked up at him, with a cunning look in her eyes.

"You say!" Yun Xiao said.

"320,000 spirit crystals, return them all to me!" She gritted her teeth.

Yun Xiao: "..."

I didn't expect she was still thinking about the money!

"Greedy woman!" Yun Xiao secretly despised her in his heart, "If Blue Star Red Moon could poop, these spirit crystals would almost become feces..."

Even so, he still smiled and said, "Okay, the bet is established."

"Pin it up!" Senior Sister Zhao stretched out her hand.

"Okay!"

"A man who doesn't keep his word is a puppy, you know?" Senior Sister Zhao reminded.

"You said it."

Yun Xiao stretched out his hand, and the Sky Burial Sword Soul appeared in his hand, pinched between his fingers, and the sharp edges of the twenty-two swords surged.

"Look!" Several disciples of the Sword Pavilion were also attracted.

They were very excited.

But if they knew the content of the bet between Yun Xiao and Senior Sister Zhao, they would probably be even more excited.

"Watch it!"

Yun Xiao's momentum sank.

When he stared at the bluestone, his eyes turned cold. The bluestone seemed to have turned into a ghost in his eyes, and there was murderous intent in his eyes!

This murderous aura made everyone stunned!

The murderous aura is there!

The sword momentum is there!

The ability to generate murderous aura towards the stone is a manifestation of Yun Xiao's straight Taoism and heavy murderous aura.

He suddenly closed his eyes!

"Ten scales?"

Skipping stones, sword spinning, shimmering fish scales, sword ringing, sword trajectory...

One picture after another, vivid and vivid, turned in his mind.

Yun Xiao did not use the sword!

However, listening to the formula and watching the practice, he has gone through this sword thousands of times in his mind.

"Maybe, this is called talent!"

Real talent!

It is not a seed of Tao, nor a sword spirit.

Rather, everything is in the heart!

Although he closed his eyes, the bluestone did not disappear, but became the only thing in his world!

His body, the sword, and the bluestone!

There are only these three things left in the world!

Ten scales!

The sword intention came in an instant!

The flying sword in his hand shot out in an instant.

Pop pop pop!

The blue flying sword spun in the air, exploding continuously, splashing out a wave of fish scales at a time, as if several water flowers bloomed in the air!

Quick!

In just a moment, the sword made ten sounds!

Bang!

The bluestone on the opposite mountain exploded immediately!

Bang bang bang!

Behind the bluestone, there were several large trees further away, which fell down in response!

"Return!"

Yun Xiao casually withdrew his hand, and a green light flashed back, turning into a green lotus sword spirit, which spun in his hand like a green beast.

Dead silence!

"Ten sounds! Is this ten scales?!" Cai Maomao widened his eyes and sat on the ground.

He was stunned.

During the day, he thought Yun Xiao was stupid, so he was beaten!

"Junior Brother Yun hasn't started to practice the sword manual formally yet?" Qin Tong was stunned.

Is this still a human?

They looked at Yun Xiao first, and then looked at Senior Sister Zhao in unison!

Senior Sister Zhao was frozen, her eyes wide open, as if she was fixed, motionless.

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