Everyone in the world of cultivators knows that my cultivation level is low but I can fight

Ran Changle fed Qin Mian a pill and gave Qin Mian a talisman again.

Qin Mian took it with trembling hands. The talisman almost fell to the ground when his hands shook. Ran Changle stepped forward to hold Qin Mian's hand and help him attach the talisman to the Cangxi Sword.

Qin Mian's smile was uglier than crying: "Little junior sister, I really don't want to try again. I think if I practice more, I can stop the flying sword by myself."

Every time he stops flying with his sword, he can at least use some protection to protect himself.

With this talisman, he had no time to protect himself and had to rely on his own body to carry it. If he continued like this, he was afraid that he would die before he could stop the sword.

Ran Changle held Qin Mian's hand and said with firm eyes: "Senior Brother Qin, I guarantee that I will definitely succeed this time. Try again, one last time."

"Really the last time?" Qin Mian said with a trembling voice.

"the last time,"

Ran Changle said affirmatively.

It was already getting late and there was no way I could go back to sleep if I tried again.

Qin Mian was pushed onto the flying sword by Ran Changle, another talisman was stuffed in his hand, and he flew away again.

An hour later, Qin Mian came with his sword in hand.

When he arrived, Qin Mian made a seal in his hand, and the talisman on the Cangxi Sword lit up. The Cangxi Sword slowly slowed down, and finally slowly fell to the ground.

Qin Mian jumped off the Cangxi Sword and shouted excitedly: "Little Junior Sister, it's a success! It's really a success this time!"

Ran Changle also quietly breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward: "Great, Senior Brother Qin, you can fly with your sword at will from now on."

Qin Mian held Ran Changle's hand excitedly and said sincerely: "Little junior sister, thank you so much!"

"Senior Brother Qin has helped me a lot, and I should help him. I will draw more for you."

With that said, Ran Changle picked up the pen to draw talisman again, and after drawing more than a dozen drawings, he found that he had no materials, and said to Qin Mian: "Senior Brother Qin, let's go back."

"Okay, this time I want to fly back with my sword. I must let others see that I can stop the sword safely."

Qin Mian put his hands on his hips and said proudly.

The two of them flew to Jianfeng with their swords, but Qin Mian continued to fly forward at a faster speed.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the talisman?

Ran Changle was a little worried and sped up to keep up.

Flying all the way to the Zhengyang Peak Hall, Qin Mian laughed loudly, and the sound spread throughout the top of the mountain.

Many Zhengyang Peak disciples stopped what they were doing and came out to look at Qin Mian who looked like a fool.

Ran Changle was speechless and raised his forehead, this fool is so conspicuous!

"You little bastard, get out of here right away and cross the cliff."

As soon as Leader Qin's roar came out, others appeared in mid-air.

"Old man, I'm here today to show you that I can land safely."

As Qin Mian made the secret, the talisman attached to Cang Xi Sword lit up, and Cang Xi Sword and Qin Mian slowly landed in front of the Zhengyang Peak Hall.

"How about it? Can I fly with the sword in the sect from now on?"

Qin Mian crossed his arms and looked at Master Qin with dismay.

"Humph, it's just a trick."

How could the talisman on Cangxi Sword escape the eyes of Master Qin.

As long as Qin Mian can stop destroying the sect's things, Head Qin doesn't care how he stopped.

He was curious about who gave Qin Mian such a strange talisman and seal.

"Whether it's a trick or not, I won't break things anymore. Can I fly with a sword in the sect?"

Qin Mian continued to ask.

"Okay, but I'm warning you, if you break something again in the future, I will still punish you by thinking about crossing a cliff, so get out!"

Head Qin waved his hands impatiently and said.

With the goal achieved, Qin Mian called Ran Changle back to Jianfeng.

Today I finally felt proud and proud at Zhengyang Peak. The smile on Qin Mian's face didn't stop all the way.

"Junior sister, what is the name of this talisman that can allow me to land safely?"

Qin Mian asked before returning to the cave.

Ran Changle pondered for a moment and said, "How about calling it a safe landing charm."

"Safe landing charm, okay, very good! See you tomorrow, little junior sister."

The next day.

Just after dawn, Qin Mian's clear voice sounded outside the door.

"Junior sister, get up and practice sword practice."

As soon as Ran Changle went out, he saw a face with a mean smile. It was Qin Mian.

"Senior Brother Qin, it's too early to practice sword practice."

Ran Changle looked up at the sky that had just brightened a little, yawned and said.

"It's getting late. Many senior brothers don't sleep at night."

Qin Mian said in a matter-of-fact tone. Then, he pulled Ran Changle towards the sword training platform.

When we arrived at the sword training platform, it turned out that many senior brothers were already practicing swordsmanship. Judging from the way they were sweating, they must have been practicing for a long time.

Sword cultivators are indeed the most popular people in the world of cultivating immortals!

However, Ran Changle is now considered a sword cultivator, roll it up, roll it up.

"Little Junior Sister, I will teach you the "Nine Basic Sword Techniques" today. You should pay attention."

With that said, Qin Mian began to demonstrate to Ran Changle one by one.

Stab, pick, chop...there are nine moves in total. Each move is performed smoothly in Qin Mian's hands, which shows that his foundation is solid.

Ran Changle also practiced swordsmanship in his previous life, and he learned it very quickly. He learned all nine moves in half a day.

This speed shocked Qin Mian, and he boasted: "The younger junior sister is actually more talented in swordsmanship than the senior brother. It took him a whole day to learn the "Nine Basic Sword Techniques"."

"Senior Brother Qin, please stop praising me. I'm just learning. I don't know how long it will take to practice before I can show my power."

Ran Changle said modestly.

Ran Changle said it right. Different people use the same moves with different powers. First, it depends on talent, and more importantly, they need to practice uninterrupted every day. Just look at those swordsmen who practice swordsmanship all day long without sleeping. .

Ran Changle was not greedy for more and practiced the first pose with concentration for several days.

Feel the speed, power, and angle of the sword again and again, and then make corrections little by little until it is perfect.

"Hey, what kind of self-righteous genius is this? After practicing for so many days, the most basic first move is still so bad."

A disdainful voice sounded.

Ran Changle knew it was Song Rui's henchman Song Xiwen without turning around.

Ran Changle ignored her and continued practicing his sword, but when he was practicing, his hand shook and a sword energy was directed at Song Xiwen.

"when!"

The sword energy was blocked by Song Rui.

Song Rui stared at Ran Changle angrily. Even if you beat a dog, you have to look at the owner. Does this mean he doesn't take her seriously?

"Ran Changle, if you attack a disciple within the sect, do you want to be kicked out?"

"Knowing that my swordsmanship was poor, she still stepped forward. She brought the injury on herself. Even if she files a lawsuit with the Law Enforcement Hall, I am justified."

Ran Changle replied.

"The servants of direct disciples are not as good as the spiritual beasts raised in the sect, and they are also considered disciples of the sect? Why didn't I know?"

Qin Mian's mouth is even more vicious, and he inserts the knife quickly and accurately!

"You, you guys..."

Song Xiwen raised his finger and pointed at Ran Changle. Before he could finish speaking, Qin Mian cut off one of his fingers.

"what!"

She screamed and quickly covered her hands with her spiritual power to stop the bleeding.