One sword cuts through the nine heavens

Ling Suer looked happy and shouted "Hello" several times before getting up and teaching him the remaining six boxing techniques.

It took him half a day to teach this disciple all the twelve beast-shaped techniques.

This boxing technique is divided into: White Snake Breathing Letter Palm, Vajra Cang Ape Arm, Tortoise Shell Xuan Gang Refining, Dragon Elephant Powerful Technique, Ling Vulture Bone Crack Claw, Spirit Leopard Eighteen Turns, Crane Dance Kong Jin, Fire Dragon Refining Air Palm, Tianma Shen Lei Step, the white bear breaks the ice fist, the golden lion subdues the beast and roars, the mantis kills the bird with the knife!

It is not only a boxing method for tempering the physical body, but also a method for refining the Gang. After it is completed, it can condense the Gang Qi into twelve ferocious beasts, which has infinite magical uses.

Wang Chong had just reached the state of keeping the truth in the fourth realm of fetal origin, but he still couldn't talk about fully utilizing the subtleties and mysteries of these twelve ways of boxing.

Ling Suer gave him some pointers, and Wang Chong also asked for detailed advice on all the puzzles and problems he encountered in practicing the Seven-Two Shape Refining Technique and the Twelve Beast Shape Technique.

He thought to himself that it would be twenty years since he came down the mountain, and he might not have a chance to see this master again. If he missed today, he might not have a chance.

Ling Su'er taught the Twelve Beast Shape Secrets completely. Just as he was about to stand up, he saw Wang Chong fell to the ground. He wanted to speak, his lips were puckered, but suddenly his face burst into tears.

"When the disciple thinks that he has been gone for twenty years and will never see his master again, he can't help but feel sad..."

"Jingyu has never served the master, never served tea or water, nor has he ridden a horse before and after. This departure... makes me... really sad. There are many dangers on the path of cultivation. If something unexpected happens to the disciple, he will not be able to come back. Master Don't worry about it, after all, I still have a senior brother. If you give me more advice, he will definitely change his mind..."

Wang Chong said a few words and then burst into tears.

Ling Suer tried to persuade him a few times, but when he saw that he couldn't help it, he couldn't help but thought: "This kid is really filial, so it's not a bad idea for me to accept him as my disciple."

Wang Chong cried a lot and spoke miserably, which made Su Er think of how he was rejected by Li Chan twice. He couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, and thought to himself: "It's so easy for me to accept a disciple. What if something unexpected happens?" , where can I find another young man with such great talent?"

Wang Chong cried until he finally hugged Lingsu'er's thigh and refused to let go.

Ling Suer was helpless by his disciple, so he could only caress his back and said: "I know you can't let go of Master. Although it is quite dangerous to travel around the world, you have not gone through all kinds of hardships and have seen the world of mortals and all kinds of things in the world. When you sharpen your mind, where can you achieve great things? Where can you have great future?"

The beggar king took something out of his sleeve, handed it to Wang Chong, and said: "This is the flying sword that was used to defeat demons when I was a young master. It is no longer needed now. I didn't want to pass it on to you so early. Lest you have a treasure with you and cause trouble everywhere. Now that you are traveling around the world, if you encounter any danger and the master is not around, you must have a life-saving gadget, so I will give it to you in advance."

Wang Chong secretly thought that he had a plan, and he acted in every way just to get some benefits.

It's just that he also saw through his master's temperament. If he spoke directly, he would definitely not be allowed, so he made a drama of suffering, and it really worked.

Wang Chong choked and said: "My disciple has half a set of red thread swords and a thunder-cutting sword given by senior brother Qingyue. This flying sword must be the master's treasure, so it is better not to give it to my disciple."

Ling Suer was slightly stunned and asked: "Why is there only half a set of Red Line Sword left?"

Wang Chong replied without thinking: "I exchanged some things for practicing Taoism with my two senior brothers Wu Longzi and Heishanren."

Ling Suer raised his eyebrows. Wang Chong said it kindly, but how could he not know that things were by no means that simple!

There was something wrong with the master and senior brother's practice, and the second senior brother had another catastrophe. The descendants of the two senior brothers didn't know the truth, and they were quite unconvinced by his uncle, the master teacher.

He also wanted to cultivate himself and had no time to take charge of the sect. The disciples of Hongye and Sunflower were arrogant and indulgent, and there were many excesses.

After all, Lingsu'er was a great monk of Yang Zhen. He didn't say anything to his disciple. He just smiled and said, "If others knew that the first disciple of my disciple, the leader of Dulong Temple, used these picked-up things, it wouldn't be embarrassing enough." . Take this flying sword that was used by Master to refine demons when he was young. Leave the Red Thread Sword and Thunder-cutting Sword to Master. I will refining them and give them back to you."

Wang Chong refused several times, but was still forced into his hand by Ling Suer. He touched the small jade gourd in his hand and couldn't help asking: "Master's flying sword is so strange. My disciple's eyesight is stupid and he cannot recognize the treasure." , can’t use it either!”

Ling Suer smiled and said: "Since I gave you this thing, I'll teach you the swordsmanship as well!"

Wang Chong's spirit suddenly perked up. How could he not know that for a sect, especially for Taoist sects like Emei and Dulong Temple, in addition to the ascending Taoism, the most important thing is the sword technique, and even the secret technique among the secret techniques is very precious!

If he could get the master to teach him sword techniques, he would be a true disciple of the sword.

Ling Suer touched his chin with his hand and said proudly: "Your master and I have learned from three schools. In addition to our own swordsmanship, there are also two schools of swordsmanship. Which one do you want to learn?"

Wang Chong was in a daze, and suddenly said: "Disciple... I want to learn a variety of swordsmanship!"

He originally wanted to say that he had learned it all, but he cut it off before he left his mouth and changed it to: Learn a variety of swordsmanship.

Being greedy and miscellaneous is a sign of inferiority and will reduce Lingsur's goodwill.

Even though Wang Chong coveted it, he could only give up the idea of ​​learning all three swordsmanships and choose the swordsmanship that best suited his needs.

Ling Suer laughed and said: "Before I became a disciple, I learned Taoism from my aunt and uncle. The two of them learned different things. They each taught me a swordsmanship. In addition to their own swordsmanship, each sect of swordsman Among them, your master and I can be regarded as the best in learning from others."

"Since you want to learn something with a lot of changes, just teach you my uncle's Little Wuxiang Sword Technique. In terms of changes, this swordsmanship should be the best in the world."

Wang Chong thought in his heart: "No wonder Yan Dizhu said that my master is the head of three families. He really knows all three families, but I don't know the origins of his uncle and aunt."

Wang Chong felt a little happy and hurriedly made a gesture of being taught.

Ling Suer smiled and said: "It seems to be fate, this Xingdou Liyan Sword was the one I used when I practiced the Little Wuxiang Sword Technique!"

Ling Suer stretched out his hand and pressed it, and a mysterious idea was transmitted into Wang Chong's sea of ​​consciousness, imprinting a sword formula into it.

This sword art was so exquisite that it seemed not to be inferior to the Yuanyang sword art. Wang Chong couldn't understand it for a while, so he could only hold back his joy and thanked his master first.

After passing on this sword technique, Lingsuer flicked his sleeves and shouted: "Don't act like a child! You are also my true disciple. You must be careful when traveling thousands of miles away. You will stay for twenty years." Over time, you have sharpened your mind, and when you return to my sect again, you can teach you the supreme Dharma."

Wang Chong fell on the ground and bowed eight times. When he raised his head, Lingsuer had disappeared. He sighed longly. He did not expect that he would be asked to visit Dulong Temple again after he had not stayed for more than half a year. Displaced.

Wang Chong was not afraid of traveling around the world, but it was a pity that he could not learn more.

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