After the demon king took the house, he bent [Cultivation]

"I like swords, so I want to ask my wife to teach me. I will definitely learn it very hard."

In Ji Wuya's eyes, he could clearly see the enthusiasm for sword cultivation, and it was not like Chu Tianyou thought it was impulsive.

"Your age has passed the best time for sword practice, and it will be very hard to practice sword now." Chu Tianyou looked at him and asked, "And your body is also a problem."

"I'm not afraid, and my wife taught me, so I'm not too happy." He said these words with ease, extraordinary ease.

In the eyes of Chu Tianyou, who didn't know it, he only felt that he was young and energetic and didn't know the suffering.

"I practiced three times just now, now you come." Chu Tianyou moved his fingers on the scabbard, thought for a moment and said to him.

Ever since he practiced the sword, Mo Changfeng's eyes have never left. Chu Tianyou has never accepted apprentices seriously, nor taught them.

To teach or not to let Mo Changfeng go directly is a test and a test to see if Mo Changfeng has talent in sword practice.

Back then, when Master asked his senior brother to teach him, he only practiced it three times in front of him.Moreover, Mo Changfeng now has the cultivation base of the seventh level of Qi training, which is much stronger than himself who had no cultivation base at all back then.

Looking at the sword handed to him, Ji Wuya reached out to take it, completely unaware that his Taoist companion was trying to make things difficult for him.

When he was a master teaching his apprentices back then, he directly threw away the exercises he practiced, so he would practice them himself.

"Yaoguang, watch." Ji Wuya held the sword and looked at the retreating person, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Be careful, don't hurt yourself." Chu Tianyou paused for a moment, and then realized that Mo Changfeng's "Shaking Light" was calling himself.

Just now the posture of the man practicing the sword was engraved in his mind, Ji Wuya closed his eyes and stood under the tree for a while, suddenly raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, drew the sword out of its sheath and stabbed in the air.

Then hook, hang, point, pick, stab, lift, chop, every move was coherent and calm under Ji Wuya's hands.

His figure was elegant and nimble, as calm as a civet cat and as active as a rabbit, he turned around and lightly retracted the sword back into its sheath, his face was still as relaxed and freehand as when he took the sword just now.

"Ma'am, how is my practice?" Ji Wuya smiled and approached Yan Yan, the distance was just right so that people would not be disgusted, and it made people feel that the two were close.

With his experience and vision, what he saw three times was enough for him to understand the fluctlight's swordplay in his chest.

It’s just that this sword technique feels a little familiar for some reason, this idea flashed in Ji Wuya’s mind for a moment, and then he put it down. The basic sword techniques compiled by the basic sword moves are similar to each other.

Chu Tianyou could feel that his breathing was a little messy, and his forehead was sweating. A set of basic swordsmanship was still too much for Mo Changfeng's body.

The master has always said that he is a genius, but just now Mo Changfeng made Chu Tianyou doubt his master's words. If he is a genius, who is this person who is practicing sword for the first time and has completely mastered the basic sword skills?

Is Mo Changfeng asking for praise from himself?Looking at the people who are close at hand and can be touched by raising his hand, Chu Tianyou feels a little strange.

Remembering how his senior brother coaxed him before, he hesitated to take out the handkerchief that Lan Qing must put in from his sleeve, and put it in Mo Changfeng's hand.

As for the senior brother wiping his sweat, forget it, he is not used to being so close to people.

"You practice very well and are very talented." Chu Tianyou said.

"Then Madam is willing to accept me as an older student." Looking at the handkerchief in his hand, Ji Wuya's smile deepened a bit.

My Taoist couple looks cold and indifferent on the outside, but they are actually cold on the outside and hot on the inside, so cute and tight.Ji Wuya watched the silk handkerchief embroidered with bluegrass softly brush over his palm, as if it was brushing over his heart too, it was so itchy that it made one's heart skip a beat.

Chu Tianyou was a little hesitant. He always felt that teaching apprentices was troublesome, so he didn't like accepting apprentices.He has been in charge of Wangchen Peak for many years, if he wanted to recruit disciples, he would already have disciples and grandchildren.

But if he doesn't accept it, Mo Changfeng's talent will make his heart move again.

"I don't want to accept apprentices." Chu Tianyou hesitated for a moment, but still said what was on his mind, "But your talent is the best I've ever seen, and it's a waste not to practice swordsmanship."

"So if you want, you can practice swords with me."

Ji Wuya didn't really want Yaoguang to accept him as an apprentice. His Taoist partner is an immortal cultivator, and all immortal cultivators are very rigid and stubborn. It would be troublesome if he really became a master and apprentice.

As for learning the sword, he just wants to get close to Yaoguang. As a famous Taoist couple in Tiandao, if the relationship dies before it even begins, Ji Wuya will wonder if he was in the magic way back then. Carefully cut off the marriage line.

Otherwise, his luck is outrageous.

"Then thank you Yaoguang." The corner of Ji Wuya's mouth curled into a huge arc, and he turned his hand and pushed the sword flat on his chest to her.

"Madam please."

Chu Tianyou took the sword and rubbed the center of his brows. He felt that he was about to be brainwashed by Mo Changfeng's "Luoguang" and "Madam".

"I'll teach you from the very basics."

"Okay." Ji Wuya agreed with a smile, wishing for nothing.

Sword art is composed of sword moves. Chu Tianyou disassembled all the basic sword moves, and then asked Mo Changfeng to make them one by one.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he said dumbly.

"Are you really a beginner?" Almost every movement was standard, which surprised Mo Changfeng even more than when he danced the sword just now.

When Ji Wuya was asked, he felt guilty, the basic sword moves were not used for thousands of years, but he was familiar with them if he couldn't stand them.It's not difficult to pose. If it's not that he's in poor health, he won't be tired all day long if he's striding forward and holding the sword.

"Although I don't understand the meaning of sword moves, I have a good memory and memorized them by rote." Ji Wuya opened his eyes and said nonsense, deciding to make some mistakes next.

Otherwise, I'm going to show my stuff

... No matter how talented you are, you can't just play with the whole sword on the first day of sword practice.

An hour later.

Seeing that his forehead was full of sweat, Chu Tianyou raised his hand to stop him from continuing to swing the sword, and said with a slight frown.

"Your health is too bad."

Even he who has confiscated his disciples knows that this kind of entry-level cultivation, even a disciple who has just entered the stage, will not practice sweating for an hour, and his face will turn pale, as if he will faint in a second.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Ji Wuya tilted his head, with a bit of embarrassment in his tone.

"Before practicing swordsmanship, you must first take care of your body." Chu Tianyou didn't hold on to this question, and said to him after thinking for a while.

"In the past, I saw new disciples, in order to exercise the stability of the lower body, they would put their long swords on the back of their hands in a horse stance."

"Why don't you try it too."

Hearing this, Ji Wuya, who was holding the sword, remembered what he was thinking in his heart before, how could it be a prophecy.Just as he was about to nod, his body swayed and he fell forward.

Seeing the ground getting closer and closer to him, Ji Wuya lost consciousness.