Yujian flying, so handsome!

Fang Yun stood on the sword, felt the cold wind blowing across his cheeks, and smiled.

It's a pity it's not him who controls the sword.After learning spells in another day, you must forge a good sword yourself, and fly him firmly for a few days.

The sword is drawn across the air, and the mountains and rivers are under the feet, which feels very special.

The mountain where the gods live is so immortal that it looks like it is hidden in the clouds from a distance.The sword went up, Fang Yun almost slipped down.

The immortal slowed down and said calmly, "Grab my waist."

Fang Yun was a little embarrassed, lowered her waist slightly, and stood up: "No, I'm fine, just slow down."

Immortal waved his sleeves, the sword slowed down a bit, and then calmed down after rising high into the sky.

When you stand on the ground, you will feel that the sky is not far away from you, and the clouds seem to be right in front of you, but when you fly high in the sky, you will feel that the clouds are actually far away from you.The sword flies, only the wind passes by, and the clouds are always in front of your eyes, but you can't figure it out.

As we got closer, the clouds and mist in the distance seemed to be pushed away by invisible hands, revealing the buildings above.

Far away, Fang Yun saw many people practicing swords on a platform.

"Master Immortal, what sect are we?" In fact, Fang Yun was very curious and wanted to ask for a long time, but Master Immortal seemed so cold that he dared not speak.

"Sword Cultivator, Wan Jianzong." The immortal said lightly, and began to land.

Are you a swordsman... a swordsman?Well, he should have an advantage. After all, Hidden Sword is very good at swordsmanship, and learning how to practice swordsmanship will get twice the result with half the effort.

"Then master must be very powerful." The sword landed, and the disciples who practiced on the platform stopped practicing and greeted each other, especially respectful.Master Immortal also ignored him and left with a cold face.

Fang Yun raised his eyebrows and followed with a smile.

After entering the gate, two immortal old men went out to greet them: "Elder, you are back, this is..."

Master Immortal remained silent, Fang Yun smiled and said, "I am a disciple accepted by Master, and my name is Ye Fangyun."

The old man looked at Master Immortal, he nodded, and said coldly: "Fang Yun will be the only disciple of my Lingfeng from now on."

The old man looked helpless, Fang Yun blinked: "Master, I don't have any brothers?"

Master Immortal flicked his sleeves: "Follow."

Fang Yun originally wanted to ask about his current situation, but Master ordered, so just obey.Fang Yun didn't stay in the main hall for long, and followed Master Immortal directly to a mountain peak.The mountain peak is a little far away from the main hall, and it is very high, as if it can pierce the sky.Fang Yun followed Master to the top of the mountain, where there was only a simple hut with no people.

"Master, is it just the two of us here?" Fang Yun looked around, he was so lonely, it was very troublesome to go up and down the mountain... He hasn't bigu yet, could it be that he depends on the mountain to eat the mountain?

Master Immortal said indifferently: "You are the only disciple in Lingfeng's lineage. If you work hard in the future, you will be the only one in my lineage."

Fang Yun nodded: "I will work hard and not let Master down."

The master hummed: "You will live here and start practicing swords tomorrow."

Fang Yun raised his eyebrows: "I live in a house, where is Master going?"

Master waved his sleeves: "Enlightenment."

Don't you need to sleep when you realize the Tao?Fang Yun was surprised.The master didn't pay attention to him, and flew directly to the top of the peak to sit down, close his eyes and meditate.

Well, it seems that this master doesn't care about things, if he wants to be good, he can only find a way by himself.

Fang Yun yawned and walked into the hut.The hut is very simple, clean as if no one lives in it, and of course there is no food.

Fang Yun touched his stomach, feeling a little hungry, sighed, forget it, let's go hunting.

There are many edible animals and plants on the mountain peak, and Fang Yun picks them up and handles them easily.In just a short while, Fang Yun picked a bunch of wild vegetables and beat a pheasant.

After the fire was built, Fang Yun cleaned the pheasant and wrapped it in a big green leaf, covered it with mud and buried it under the fire... It was the first time he made the beggar chicken that he saw on TV, and he didn't know Can you eat it.

Fang Yun crouched and watched the fire, thinking about what he would do in the future.The master's status in Wan Jianzong seems to be very high, and his ability should be very strong. After he learns it, he should be able to guarantee the safety of Shattered Void.Master doesn't seem to care much, but it doesn't matter, he has time to restore the martial arts of Tibetan swords first.

The master sat on the rock with his eyes closed, holding his sword in both hands, seemingly unresponsive to the outside world, but after the fire rose, he slightly opened his eyes and took a look.

Strange boy, don't you worry if you bring it back and ignore it?Leisurely enough.

There was a hint of fragrance coming out of the soil, Fang Yun's eyes were shining, he immediately turned off the fire, and dug out the pheasant.Scratching the mud and tearing the leaves, the tempting aroma of the pheasant made Fang Yun's stomach growl.

Looking up, Fang Yun called out: "Master, do you want to eat?"

The person on the rock above fell down like a cloud.

Fang Yun was still a little surprised, he thought that the master would not come down, after all, people who seem to have little fairy spirit are not very good at eating fireworks in the world.

"Master, which part do you like?" Fang Yun restrained his doubts.

With a wave of the master's hand, a stool appeared next to him, and the hem of his white clothes brushed against Fang Yun's head.

Fang Yun cut open the chicken leg with some embarrassment and handed it to the master: "I don't know how it tastes. If the master doesn't like it, I can learn it." Well, serving a good master is a compulsory course for a good apprentice.

The master turned his wrist, and a snow-white handkerchief appeared in his hand. He wrapped the chicken leg and ate a couple of bites. Gao Leng commented: "Not bad."

Fang Yun looked up, a little surprised, could it be that the master is cold-faced and warm-hearted in the legend?

"Master, thank you." Fang Yun cut another piece with a smile.

Master wiped his mouth after eating the chicken leg. Although his movements were still graceful, in Fang Yun's eyes, he changed from a god to a mortal all of a sudden: "Is there anything you want to ask about your current situation?"

Fang Yun smiled softly: "Since I have worshiped Master, of course I will listen to Master."

"Okay, master is the elder of Wan Jianzong. He usually doesn't care about things, but he has great power. Lingfeng is my lineage, and you are the only successor. You don't need to listen to anyone, as long as you practice your sword well."

"Yes, Master." It was exactly what he wanted.

"It is impossible for the master to teach you by hand. From tomorrow onwards, you will first practice the sword sect's mind method. If you have any questions, ask the master."

"Good master, what about sword skills?"

The master looked at him with a strange look: "Is your own swordsmanship not good?"

So... won't Master teach swordsmanship separately?

"The descendants of Lingfeng basically create their own swordsmanship, and only those created by themselves can fit their own characteristics."

Fang Yun is thoughtful, did he create it himself?Speaking of which, he hasn't created a set of exquisite swordsmanship... some failures.

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