I have inherited the supreme Taoism

In the middle of the night, a bonfire was lit on the hill, and sitting around the bonfire were the three sages.

Xue Han was the first to ask, "Senior brother, why did you accept a disciple?"

The old village chief took a piece of firewood and broke it off bit by bit and threw it into the bonfire. "He is not my apprentice. I haven't even known him for half a month."

"How is that possible?" Xue Han exclaimed, but then lowered his voice, "I saw with my own eyes that he even used the Red Dragon Sky-Breaking Strike."

"Senior brother, please don't tell me that little kid learned your Red Dragon Sword Technique in half a month." Xue Han stared at the wrinkled old face in disbelief.

"Yeah!" The old village chief nodded slightly, but then shook his head, "He actually only knows this trick, haha, I can't believe it!"

Turning his head to look at a small thatched house not far away, a stream of spiritual energy fell into it...

"He went to the Ten Thousand Swords Burial and condensed the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Soul."

"I see!" Xue Han understood. "Then should I pass on my technique to him?"

The old village chief didn't speak but he didn't refuse...

Tian Meiying on the side listened to the mysterious words the two said, and pulled Xue Han, "What are you talking about?"

Xue Han put his index finger in front of her mouth, "Shh! I'll explain to you later."

Tian Meiying turned around disdainfully, "Tch! What's so great about it, Shen Shen Nao Nao, you can't beat me."

When the old village chief saw that the fight between the couple was over, he continued, "I don't know whether the Soul of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword is good or bad for him."

"What's wrong with this?" Xue Han replied without hesitation, "Everyone who practices swordsman wants it."

Suddenly he thought of something and his eyes widened, "Unless..."

The old village chief knew what he was going to say and nodded, "That's right, he has never practiced swordsmanship. He just inherited one and a half moves from Wanjian Burial. It's too complicated!"

Xue Han rubbed his chin, "In fact, it's easy to freeze his sword soul temporarily and let him practice the purest sword!"

"Actually, I have also thought about this method." The old village chief smiled hoarsely, "But he also has another identity, the third prince of Daxia, and there is no room for any loss. After all, we may not be able to beat his parents."

Xue Han gritted his teeth and cursed, "This guy's life is really good, but since he can condense the Soul of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword, it shouldn't hurt the sea of ​​consciousness."

The village chief threw the last piece of firewood in his hand and said, "Ask me tomorrow."

......

At dawn, Chen Xuan, who had finished his practice, slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of filthy air. He found two old men standing in front of him, giving him a kind smile.

Chen Xuan stiffly raised his hand to say hello, "Senior, good morning, you're out for a walk so early! What can I do for you?"

Xue Han was not polite and said directly, "Boy, I want to freeze your Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Soul!"

This frightened Chen Xuan, "Senior, you can't beat your grandson because of me, and you bully the younger one."

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about!" Xue Han said with integrity, "I'm doing this for your own good."

While he was speaking, Chen Xuan had already hid in the corner, ready to crush the jade pendant, because he knew that he had to act quickly when facing the venerable level.

The old village chief slapped Xue Han away, "What are you doing? The child is scared."

He sat down beside the bed and explained, "Your sword moves are too complicated. Freezing your sword soul will allow you to practice your sword well. It will be unsealed in three months anyway. If you can practice your own The sword can be unsealed in less than three months."

After Chen Xuan thought for a moment, he agreed.

Seeing this, Xue Han jumped onto the bed excitedly, pulled out his hairpin, and let his long hair fall loose. He sighed, "Tsk, the young man is quite handsome. He has a bit of the style of my old man."

The old village chief retorted directly, "You can pull me down. You are not as handsome as I used to be."

Xue Han didn't share his knowledge, so he just replied, "Jealous!"

He put his hand on Chen Xuan's head and smiled, "Don't be nervous, young man. Take a deep breath! Take a deep breath! It's normal to feel dizzy."

Before Chen Xuan could say anything, the old village chief couldn't bear it anymore and pointed at him and cursed, "Don't fucking mess around. Believe it or not, I'll beat you to death!"

"I really can't take the joke!" Xue Han curled his lips, "I'm going to start!"

Chen Xuan is still very confident in his soul-refining hammer. If something goes wrong, he will hammer the old man and put the jade pendant in his hand. "Senior, come on! I'm ready!"

Seeing Chen Xuan being so defensive, Xue Han twitched the corner of his mouth. If he had known better, he wouldn't have scared him.

...

A ray of blue soul power sneaked into Chen Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness. After looking around, he sighed, "It's such a big sea of ​​consciousness, this kid is really evil!"

After the soul wandered in the sea of ​​consciousness for a moment, he finally saw the small sword emitting golden light. The inscriptions engraved on it were even more mysterious. This was Chen Xuan's sword soul of ten thousand tribulations!

Xue Han's soul power was like a tiny spiritual snake wrapped around the sword soul. The sword soul was very keen and noticed something strange. It vibrated and emitted sword energy in an attempt to dispel the soul power.

But this could not compete with the powerful soul power of the Venerable. He was quickly suppressed and unable to move, and a faint frost covered the small sword's body.

Seeing that it was feasible, he immediately increased the output of his soul power, formed layers of ice, and wrapped the sword soul into an ice cube the size of a fist. It was so frozen that it felt solid!

After being frozen twice more, Xue Han withdrew his soul power and felt a little dizzy. He sat on the bed, but still pretended to be relaxed and said, "It's easy! It's too easy."

The old village chief looked at his pale face and rolled his eyes at him, "Do you want to see what you are talking about!"

A big hand pressed on his forehead and a stream of soul power passed through it, making his face turn a little rosy.

......

More than an hour later, Chen Xuan slowly opened his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his whole body exuded a cold aura that kept strangers away, like a young immortal who had awakened from the ice and snow.

"How? Did it work?"

The old village chief stepped forward and asked.

Chen Xuan nodded and said without emotion, "The perception has become weaker, and there seems to be a piece of ice in the sea of ​​consciousness."

"That's fine, you can rest."

After saying that, he dragged Xue Han out of the door and asked anxiously, "Why does he look like a different person?"

Xue Han scratched his head, "It seems... maybe... maybe... the ice is a bit stronger?"

"Hey! Never mind." The old village chief left with his hands behind his back, "We will teach him how to practice swords starting tomorrow."

"what?"

"Ah for what!"

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