Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right?

To Daozong, above the square.

With his back to Ning Fan and Bai Ze, Chu Yuan spoke slowly.

"Forget it, since the two of you don't mind, then this seat will teach you something to my nephew."

"You are born with a sword heart, so you should naturally be one of the ways to practice the sword. I will ask you, nephew, do you know what is one of the ways of the sword?"

Chu Yuan turned around as she spoke.

Just about to start his daily flick start.

But the next second Ning Fan's answer made Chu Yuan stunned.

"I'm familiar with this, I'm familiar with this, uncle and sect master, this is taught by my master."

Ning Fan raised his arm excitedly and said loudly.

"Huh?? Are you familiar? Has your master taught you?"

Chu Yuan looked at Bai Ze strangely.

This Qi refining realm scumbag actually taught this?

Could it be that he read what he taught his disciples on weekdays, and then secretly learned it?

Forget it, even if Ning Fan didn't follow the routine, it wouldn't be a big problem.

The big deal, no matter what Ning Fan said, he just said it wrong.

"Then tell me, what is one of the swords."

Chu Yuan then spoke, and asked lightly.

"Sect Master Shishu, I know that one of the so-called swords is..."

Ning Fan talked incessantly.

Obviously, he completely listened to everything Bai Ze said that day.

At this moment, when he said it, all of it was sorted out by himself and was suitable for him.

Around this, Chu Yuan was stunned when he heard it.

This talk about 'the way of the sword' lasted for half an hour.

After half an hour, the story was finally over.

"So, I think that one of the ways of the sword lies in the heart! The meaning of the sword is in the heart, and the mind is like a sword, which is one of the ways of the sword!"

"Sect Master Shishu, what do you think is wrong?"

Ning Fan finished speaking at this point.

He rubbed his mouth.

After talking for half an hour, it was strange that his mouth was not sour.

"you……"

The opposite Chu Yuan stared blankly at Ning Fan.

He really didn't know what to say.

The words he thought of, and the words he didn't expect, were all spoken by Ning Fan in one breath.

What should he say?

How can I refute that Ning Fan was wrong?

Chu Yuan was silent.

"Sect Master Shishu, why didn't you speak?"

Looking at the silent Chu Yuan, Ning Fan couldn't help asking a question.

Chu Yuan: "..."

What should be said, what should not be said, let you say.

I am not silent, what else can I say.

However, what should he say next?

If it can be used, there is no sentence left, and it will no longer work to fool with theory.

Rather than...

Just play it directly?

Thinking of this, Chu Yuan's eyes lit up.

I can't reason with you, but I can play shit.

Anyway, I am invincible.

I'm bullshit, my fists are big, and I'm justified.

"It's alright, I'm just thinking, why do you have so many strange ideas about the sword, well, you didn't learn it, all these messes, but you learned a lot, I really don't know who taught them. Don't you misunderstand your children?"

Chu Yuan said.

"Ah? These are what my master taught me."

Ning Fan instantly looked towards Bai Ze.

"No, fellow Daoist, I am..."

Bai Ze quickly wanted to explain something.

Chu Yuan waved her hand, so that Bai Ze didn't need to speak.

His gaze fell directly on Ning Fan.

"In my opinion, the most important thing for the person who uses the knife is never any intention, what kind of saber qi or something. The most important thing for the person who uses the knife is to draw the knife."

Chu Yuan said lightly.

"Draw a knife?"

Ning Fan's face was bewildered, he could do it by himself, right?

"Do you think it's easy to draw a knife?"

Chu Yuan put his hands on his back.

"Sect Master Shishu, yes."

Ning Fan admitted it.

"Then what if you are asked to draw a knife to this seat?"

Chu Yuan said this faintly.

He finished.

Run your own invincibility.

Towards the sky is a palm shot.

He slapped it out.

I saw all the golden light spots all over his body gathered away, and in an instant, countless golden light spots formed a huge golden palm print.

The palm print is extremely domineering, and the moment it condenses, it blasts towards the sky.

rumbling...

A huge sound exploded above the sky, billowing clouds and mist dispersed, and the terrifying pressure set off bursts of hurricanes.

Under this blow, the sky darkened, and there was no sunlight for a long time.

Seeing the effect of this blow, Chu Yuan nodded with satisfaction.

Invincibility is great.

The effect of this blow was even better than that of the sword that flickered Ye Luo when he was at the peak of Nascent Soul.

It is expected that this blow should be enough to shock this Ning Fan.

Chu Yuan turned to look.

as predicted……

Ning Fan knelt on the ground with dull eyes, his lips were trembling, and he seemed to be frightened.

see this scene.

Chu Yuan was very satisfied.

He looked at Bai Ze again.

I thought that Bai Ze would also lose his temper like Ning Fan.

The result was unexpected.

Bai Ze didn't lose his temper, but just kept staring at the dim sky, and there seemed to be some...

Some envy?

What are you envious of, a scumbag in the Qi refining realm?

Chu Yuan felt puzzled.

But he didn't ask too much, after all, the object he wanted to fool was Ning Fan.

"How? Do you dare to face this seat and draw your knife?"

Chu Yuanyun asked lightly.

"I, I, I..."

Ning Fan's voice trembled, unable to say a complete sentence for a long time.

"Understood? One of the ways of the knife is whether you dare to draw the knife. If you have a heart that dares to draw the knife to everything, then you can think about your bells and whistles. You don't even have the core. What other things are you talking about? ?"

Chu Yuan carried her hands on her back and talked eloquently.

"Draw a knife..."

"Is this what the word "drawing a knife" means..."

Ning Fan's heart suddenly trembled, and his eyes became dull.

He stayed on his knees and didn't stand up.

See this scene.

Chu Yuan didn't want to fool around anymore, he planned to take the opportunity to get away, so as to save himself from wasting words later.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, let your disciple comprehend it yourself. I will leave first. I have already finished what I have to say."

Chu Yuan waved his hand.

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked away without any sloppiness, for fear that Ning Fan would come back to his senses and stop him again.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, you..."

Bai Ze also wanted to call Chu Yuan, etc., and let him send it.

The ghost knows that Chu Yuan disappeared in a flash, and he couldn't even see the shadow.

Bai Ze was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chu Yuan's back, and then looked at Ning Fan, who was kneeling on the ground.

He just wanted to call Ning Fan.

Suddenly, a knife light flashed.

Bai Ze looked down and saw at a glance that Ning Fan was holding a pair of swords, facing him, surrounded by sword energy.

"You...what are you doing?"

Bai Ze raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Master, Master Uncle Sect Master is right! As a knife holder, you must dare to draw a knife to everything, so Master, I am drawing a knife to you!"

Ning Fan had a counter-blade in one hand, a fine knife in the other, and a large knife on the back that seemed to be unsheathed at any time.

His eyes became very sharp, as if he had completed some kind of transformation.

"Draw a knife? Draw a knife at me?"

Bai Ze smiled.

Smile grimly.

He silently opened his own limitations.

Under the pressure of heaven and earth, the restrictions must be opened.

If I don't teach this disciple a lesson today, tomorrow this disciple will probably ride on his head...

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