Faced with Yun Xiaozi's reproach, Wangchuan was very nervous. He actually understood that it was a great gift for Yun Xiaozi to teach him how to practice, and he had been gaining a lot of effort and did not learn this or that, so how could he not annoy Yun Xiaozi? He kept praying in his heart at this time, hoping that senior Yun Xiaozi would not teach his profound magic because of this.

"Senior, I want to learn the great magical power of subduing demons and eliminating demons." Wangchuan looked at Yun Xiaozi, sincere and sincere, and did not dare to breathe.

Yun Xiaozi's face returned to normal. He stared at Wangchuan and said, "Since you have the enthusiasm to eliminate demons and defend the way, I will teach you "Pure Yang True Art"." Yun Xiaozi pointed at a sword and a golden light shot into Wangchuan's eyebrows.

The body of Wangchuan was shocked, and the tingling feeling between his eyebrows was fleeting. A practice of "Pure Yang True Art" was reflected in the sea of ​​consciousness. One by one, the golden words floated out, turning into golden villains in the sea of ​​consciousness. Some villains were meditating cross-legged, with different shapes of arms, and pinching different fingerprints on their hands; or they stood up to the sky, embracing the sun, holding the sky with one hand and supporting the ground with the other hand; or they held a golden sword in their hands, hanging upside down on the sunset, and the sword carried mountains and rivers.

Suddenly, all the golden villains gathered together and turned into a more solid-shaped golden man. The golden man sat cross-legged, carrying the yin and embracing the yang, and red lines appeared in his body. A stream of air flowed up and down the red lines. His movement was like a dragon, as if he was rushing in the vast ocean, with surging waves covering the sky and blocking the moon; it was also like passing through clouds and soaring in the sky, looking proudly at the sky.

The momentum became more and more sharp, and the golden little man became red and gold like a rainbow. He turned over and stood up, soaring into the sky, and the golden little sword appeared again. This sword was unpredictable under the wielding of the golden man, and his moves were inexhaustible, like a blue cloud and pine guest, steady and elegant; and like a crane floating, agile and free; just like a vast star, brilliant and obscure. Suddenly, a sword came from the west, and the sword transformed into thousands, like a storm, making people feel scared; in the blink of an eye, thousands of golden swords merged into one, and the thoughts came out, and the golden sword soared into the sky and had the power to split the sky and split the mountain; the white horse passed by, and the golden man ascended with a thunder and lightning, and the man and sword were united, just like the rising sun in the east, dazzling.

Unexpectedly, the red sun suddenly exploded, the sky and the earth were dim and dull, the air in all directions suddenly stopped, the atmosphere was suppressed, making people frightened and unable to breathe. Thousands of golden swords were like hot flying stones from the sky, with long flames, falling from the sky, as if the heaven and earth were shattered in an instant, and the doomsday came.

The spiritual consciousness of Forgetful River was immersed in the sea of ​​consciousness. He witnessed all these changes and was shocked. He forced himself to remember every move of "Pure Yang True Art". At first, he could barely remember the movements of the Golden Man sitting in the meditation, the walking of true qi and the dancing of swords, but the more mysterious it became, the more difficult it was to remember. The consumption of spiritual consciousness became faster and faster, and the headache was endless.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the golden man appeared again, his momentum was hidden in his body, the heaven and earth returned to clear and peaceful. The golden man closed his momentum and put his palms together, and said, "Infinite Heavenly Lord", his body dissipated, and turned into incomprehensible golden words and entered the Yuanshi Divine Pill in the sea of ​​consciousness. At this moment, Wangchuan had a headache and his spiritual consciousness retreated from the sea of ​​consciousness. His body shook, his face was pale, and his cold sweat broke out.

Yun Xiaozi stroked his beard and raised his hand. He saw a green pill floating out of the jade bottle under Wangchuan's feet. Wangchuan understood it and took the pill. Suddenly, a gentle medicinal power entered his body. He sat cross-legged and circulated the "Pure Yang True Art" to warm his spiritual consciousness with the power of the pill. The Yuanshi Divine Pill in the sea of ​​consciousness was a little larger than before, and soon his face returned to blood.

"Senior, "The True Art of Pure Yang" is really amazing." Wangchuan said excitedly. He was already impressed by the power of "The True Art of Pure Yang". He could learn 20% or 30% of the time and deal with people like Yan Chilian and Gui Hai Zangfeng. If he could practice "The True Art of Pure Yang" to a great success, even if he could not become an immortal, he could still kill demons and eliminate demons and be free and easy.

Yun Xiaozi glanced at Wangchuan, "This set of martial arts was created by Li Mubai, a pure Yang sword among the famous twelve swords in Yunxiao hundreds of years ago. It is not a general thing!"

Yun Xiaozi had a little respect, a little melancholy, and a little less calm, as if the "Pure Yang True Art" evoked an indescribable past, but all these thoughts were fleeting. He continued: "The "Pure Yang True Art" is the supreme practice method of my Taoist school. It emphasizes the use of the highest yang in heaven and earth for one's own use. When practicing to the ten-level great perfection, it can create a pure yang body, which will not invade all poisons, water and fire, and evil charms retreat. This technique contains the methods of cultivating one's body, refining one's body, and sword cultivation, which is the most yang and strong. Use this technique to swallow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, attract the purple yang into the body, warm the three gods, and enter the path of immortality."

But entering the path of immortality? Wangchuan was so shocked that his whole body trembled. Unexpectedly, the martial arts taught by senior Yun Xiaozi were so powerful that they were far beyond his perception.

"Chuan'er, do you know what are the Three Gods?"

Wangchuan shook his head. Although he had already understood the basic common sense of practice and knew that people had spiritual consciousness and sea of ​​consciousness, he really didn't know which three consciousnesses were.

"There are three gods, saying: the original god, consciousness god, and primordial spirit. The Yang Shen is a fellow practitioner of the three gods who practice the original gods and transform them into qi. This type is the three gods that do not separate. The Yin Shen is to abandon the body of the original god on the basis of the consciousness god, so that the consciousness god will maintain it without losing it when the three gods are separated."

"Cultivating Yang is an immortal, and after transforming into Qi, it becomes the human body without losing it. The three gods are united, and the ultimate of Tao is to transform into feathers into corpses. Cultivating Yin is to transform into magic, and after consciousness is transformed into Qi, it is not separated and ascends to the throne. You can also return to the soul through corpses. Taoism is like the ancient god Nezha who borrows lotus to form a body, and the ultimate of Buddha in Buddhism is Nirvana. These two are different paths to the same destination."

"However, the "Pure Yang True Art" created by Li Mubai of Chunyang Sword has innate shortcomings. It emphasizes sword techniques but is less than the practice of the three gods, so it is ultimately unable to fly into a god and become an immortal. Now, you are the "Pure Yang True Art" taught to you. You are the technique that is corrected and improved based on the skills created by Li Mubai. Although it is far less than the Pure Yang Dao of Chunyang Lu Zu, it is also considered a treasure in this world."

Yun Xiaozi said earnestly: "Chuan'er, you need to remember that martial arts are external forces. If you want to cultivate the great way, you need to have great perseverance and perseverance. The road is long and arduous, and the road of cultivation is bumpy and difficult. You must adhere to your original intention and persevere in order to achieve the Tao."

"Chuan'er understands that Chuan'er must be cautious of arrogance and impetuousness, and practice with perseverance."

"Just understand. If you act misbehaving in the future, do unrighteous things and fall into the title of "The True Art of Chunyang" by Li Mubai, I will definitely not forgive you. Even at the end of the world, I will destroy your foundation and eliminate your opportunity to practice."

Wangchuan held up three fingers and pointed at the sky and swore, "Senior, if you dare to do evil things in the future and take the consequences, you are not allowed to take action. You will die in the heavenly tribulation, and your soul will be destroyed and you will never enter the cycle of reincarnation."

Yun Xiaozi nodded, and the jade bottle and ring on the ground pointed out in his hand now, "This bottle of pill is called the Sancai Shenqi Pill. Although it is a first-level and second-grade wooden spirit pill, it has the effect of returning to the air and warming the spirit. It is a pill that is always prepared by practitioners... This black ring is a storage ring with storage space. I have carved a spirit gathering array and a defensive formation. Wear this ring on your body. When you practice on weekdays, the spirit gathering array will be spontaneously activated, which is beneficial or harmless to your practice. When you encounter a life-and-death crisis, you can activate the defensive formation by spiritual consciousness, which can withstand the full blown attack of the Great Perfection Cultivator of the Taixu Realm. You must use it with caution."

Wangchuan's nose was sore and his eyes were slightly red. Yun Xiaozi's care was so touched. Since his relatives passed away, no elder has ever cared about him so much. He not only taught martial arts, but also taught himself the principles of being a human being. He was a teacher for life and a father. Although senior Yun Xiaozi did not want to be a teacher, Wangchuan already regarded him as his master. He secretly vowed that he must work hard to practice and not let down the expectations of senior Yun Xiaozi.

He put the ring on his fingers, and his spiritual consciousness entered it. Sure enough, there was an open space. He divided a thread of spiritual consciousness to wrap it on the jade bottle containing the Sancai Divine Aura Pill. His heart moved at will, and the jade bottle really disappeared out of thin air and appeared in the black ring.

"If you ruined a magic weapon, I will give you this cave sword together." Yun Xiaozi waved his sleeves, and a three-foot long sword with almost transparent purple light flowing on the surface was inserted on the ground in front of Wangchuan. This sword is simple and unique, like a piece of transparent ice crystal, round and smooth, but the blade is full of coldness and extremely sharp. On both sides of the sword hilt, the Tai Chi diagram is colorless but agile, like a bright moon that is still hiding in the white clouds, with an indescribable sense of transcendence.

Wangchuan stood up and held the hilt of the sword. The Dongxu Sword was easily pulled out by Wangchuan. From time to time, a crisp "ding" sound came from the sword, as if it was the joy and joy after meeting the new owner. In the sun, the Dongxu Sword was filled with bright light, and a faint mist was lingering. Wangchuan only felt that he had a sense of intimacy with the Dongxu Sword, and sword flowers were dancing.

With a "bang", a scattered sword energy of Dongxu Sword slashed towards a beech tree in the distance, and was instantly split into two pieces and fell down with a bang, swelling of dust.

"It seems that the grade of this Dongxu Sword is not low, at least it is a magic weapon of the lowest level of spiritual weapons." Wangchuan could feel that there seemed to be a faint spiritual consciousness in the Dongxu Sword. Whenever his thoughts came out, the spiritual consciousness in the sword seemed to have telepathy, and he was able to play it with one move at a time, unobstructed, giving him an illusion that it was not that he was dancing the Dongxu Sword, but that the Dongxu Sword was driving him to use the Pure Yang Sword Technique.

"The seniors teach their good deeds and treasures, but even if they die, they will not be able to repay them." Wangchuan raised his heart to play with him, knelt in front of Yun Xiaozi, and kowtowed with gratitude.

"In the future, we need to think about the people of the world. Eliminating demons and defending the way is the best reward for me." Yun Xiaozi flew to the ground, holding the wine gourd and drinking a sip of wine. Looking at the Dongxu Sword in Wangchuan's hand was like looking at an old friend who was about to separate, as if he was reluctant and farewell. "This Dongxu Sword is with me for a long time, you must take good care of it."

Wangchuan stroked the sword body of Dongxu Sword, and he really couldn't let go. When he was a child, he always heard the legend of immortals flying on swords, and he saw the legend of thousands of miles away. Now he has a spiritual Dongxu Sword. If he could fly on swords like an immortal, how arrogant it would be! Wangchuan was infinitely fascinated. Senior Yun Xiaozi could possess such powerful skills as "Pure Yang True Art", so he had the skills to control swords, but he didn't know how to ask? Senior Yun Xiaozi had already taught him profound skills and elixirs. If he was asking for swords, he would seem too greedy. If he didn't ask, he would always feel itchy.

Yun Xiaozi noticed that Wangchuan was strange and said immediately: "Chuan'er, just say something, hesitantly like a big girl!"

"Previous...sen," Wangchuan said embarrassedly: "I have heard of immortals flying with swords since I was a child. Whenever I hear it, I always yearn for it. I wonder if I am willing to teach swordsmanship?"

"I think it's a difficult thing, but what's the difficulty of using swordsmanship?" Yun Xiaozi laughed loudly, raised his head and drank wine. He raised his right hand. The Dongxu Sword in Wangchuan's hand came out of his hand and flew to Yun Xiaozi. A purple light flashed, and the sword body magnified several times. Yun Xiaozi fell steadily on the Dongxu Sword. With a "swoosh", the Dongxu Sword broke through the clouds and disappeared.

"Senior..." Wangchuan looked at the clouds that were broken and dissipated and shouted loudly, and echoes came from all around him. In a moment, Yun Xiaozi appeared again on the top of Fengming Mountain with the Dongxu Sword. Yun Xiaozi slowly landed on the ground, holding a fat carp weighing ten pounds in his hand and threw it to Wangchuan.

Wangchuan asked excitedly: "How many miles have you been to?"

Yun Xiaozi threw the carp in his hand to Wangchuan, grabbed the stubble with a faceless face, and drank a sip of wine and said, "Not far, I'm going around Hongnong City, now... this fish was taken from the Tangxia River in Hongyang City."

Wangchuan placed the carp on a stone and said in surprise: "Hongnong City has hundreds of miles apart and arrived in an instant. Senior is really a god!"

"It's not worth mentioning!" Yun Xiaozi was very helpful to Wangchuan's praises. "The sword control technique emphasizes the use of qi to control objects, and the method of qi control is appropriate. If you use it well, you can be very skilled. As long as your true qi is inexhaustible, you can be easily used. With your current cultivation level, a hundred miles is not enough to worry about. If you are in harmony with Dongxu Sword, you can barely run for 150 miles. Please note this sword control formula..."

Yun Xiaozi taught the sword-controlling formulas one by one. After Wangchuan wrote them down, he had a question in his heart. Although Dongxu Sword is quite spiritual, he also felt that Dongxu Sword is friendly to him, it is not easy to communicate with people. Dongxu Sword is just a magic weapon, so how can I communicate with him? He asked: "Senior, how can I communicate with Dongxu Sword?"

"All magic weapons in the world should first cultivate their spirituality, and then become weapon spirits. The Dongxu Sword has a sword spirit. As long as you use essence and blood, it will be connected to the sword spirit bloodline. If your mind is connected, it will be naturally formed." Yun Xiaozi stroked his beard and said.

Wangchuan was startled at first, and then was overjoyed. He thought that the Dongxu Sword was a magic weapon in the early stage of spiritual energy, but he didn't expect that there was a sword spirit in the sword body. It seemed that the Dongxu Sword was not lower than the top grade of spiritual weapons, and only the top grade of spiritual weapons could have the spirit of the weapon.

A drop of essence and blood dripped above the hilt of the Dongxu sword. The Tai Chi diagram seemed to be alive, and the cave floated out of the clouds and turned two circles. Wangchuan felt that the Dongxu sword was connected to his bloodline at this moment, and it was integrated. He tried to communicate with the sword spirit of the Dongxu sword in the middle of the spiritual consciousness. The Dongxu sword had entered his Yuan Mansion. He summoned him with his spiritual consciousness again, and the Dongxu sword appeared in his hand again.

He recited the sword-controlling techniques taught by Yun Xiaozi, and used his sword fingers to make sword fingers. The left sword fingers were intersected at the tumbling point of the right arm. A continuous stream of true energy appeared in the sword fingers of his right hand and rushed towards the Dongxu sword. "The Tao follows nature, all things are spirits, gods and spirits are united, and the qi is used as a medium. The mind comes to the body, and the sword-controlling technique arises!"

The Dongxu Sword obtained the injection of Wangchuan's true energy. The sword body trembled slightly, and the sword body suddenly surged. As the direction pointed by Wangchuan's sword changed rapidly, Wangchuan suddenly pointed to the dense fog layer in the air. The Dongxu Sword split out with a "swoosh" and slashed out in the air. The thick fog was cut out of a crack.

Wangchuan made a backhand move, and the Dongxu Sword immediately appeared in front of him. He jumped gently towards the sword body, staggered and fell to the ground, falling into a dog's mud. He looked at Yun Xiaozi not far away with a little embarrassedly, scratched his head and jumped to the Dongxu Sword again. This time he controlled the speed of the fall and the point of his foot. Although he was a little staggering when he landed on the sword, he finally stood firm.

His sword crossed, and the true energy in the Yuan Mansion continued to flow from the soles of his feet into the sword body. The light of the Dongxu Sword flashed and flew towards the sky. Rows of swallows and birds flew past them, and a fresher air flow passed along his nose. The moment he passed through the clouds, he seemed to be in a ball of cotton. Suddenly, his feet felt a little loose. Wangchuan was not skilled enough in his heart when he first used sword control, so he turned back to the top of the mountain.

Back to the top of the mountain, Wangchuan showed excitement on his face, riding on the sword and sailing on the wind, how happy, how happy!

"Chuan'er, pay attention to everything. You have mastered the sword-controlling technique. Don't be eager for quick success or instant benefits." Yun Xiaozi held his stomach and said, "It's already ten days old. Chuan'er, are you giving me some tooth sacrifices?"

Wangchuan smiled and turned over the sword, "Senior, I will go to the forest to get some wild game for you." As he said that, Wangchuan flew out of the top of the mountain and leaned over to rush into the cliff jungle.

Wei Shi, Yun Xiaozi wiped his greasy mouth with a Taoist robe and lay on the bluestone slab with a wine gourd in his arms. "Chuan'er, your skills are so bad."

Wangchuan rolled his eyes, gnawed the bitter and bitter fruit, and arranged in his heart: The taste was bad and I didn’t see you and your young people eating it. You brought back that carp, so you can finish it in one go. But I was all hunted by me, so your boss must leave it for me. You are so good, I don’t even have a piece of chicken butt, but now I’m disgusted with my skills.

Naturally, he did not dare to reveal his true feelings. He suddenly remembered Li Mubai, the Chunyang Sword who created the "Pure Yang True Art". What kind of person is he who was able to create such a profound martial art. Even Li Mubai is so amazing, so how shocking the rest of the 11 swords of the Yunxiao Twelve Swords are, and how shocking the world and the ghosts and gods are?

Wangchuan couldn't help but feel curious, so he looked at Yun Xiaozi and asked, "Senior, can you tell the story of Yun Xiao Twelve Swords?"

Yun Xiaozi's hand movement suddenly stopped, then he raised his head and opened his mouth to welcome Zhu Yeqing who fell from the wine gourd. After drinking several times, he put the wine gourd aside, sat cross-legged and said, "The Twelve Swords of Yun Xiao are the twelve personal disciples under the Ziyun True Person of Yunxiao Peak in Xuantian Sect. They are all talented and have excellent cultivation. They are famous in the famous demon hunting action in the cultivation world hundreds of years ago, so they are known as the Twelve Swords of Yun Xiao."

The great disciple "Gentleman's Sword" sacrifices the east, and the gentleman's style is praised by people. The successor of Ziyun Zhenren's robe and bowl, the cultivation of the supreme secret script of Xuantian Sect, the thirty-six true secrets, and the seventy-two Dharmas reach the realm of transformation.

The second disciple He Feng, "Tai Chi Sword", has a very exquisite body of "Tai Chi Taoism". He once held a sword and hunted demons, went up to the blue sky, and slashed the rivers and seas, killing twenty elders of the Demon Sect in a row, and was incredibly glorious.

The third disciple "Liu Shang Jian" is Pinliang. He practiced "The True Secret of Dragon and Elephant" to achieve perfection. The Dragon and Elephant Prajna is extremely powerful. If he does not have a cultivation level that exceeds the two realms, it will be difficult to break his body.

The fourth disciple Li Mubai, the body of pure yang, embraces the ultimate yang of heaven and earth. The tenth level of "The True Art of Pure Yang" practices the pure yang power of the body, and the most strong and yang.

The fifth disciple "Xiaoxiang Sword" remembers the truth, and uses the "Xiaoxiang Sword Art" to be so sophisticated. He once used his cultivation level in the Taixu Realm to defeat several cultivators in the Xu Realm.

The sixth disciple "Zhenwu Sword" Duan Yao, "Zhenwu Taoism" has entered the hall and flowed out of the world. He is the most likely person to overcome the tribulation and ascend.

The seventh disciple, Zhu Qingchen, "Crazy Sword", has an introverted personality. Ziyun Zhenren has passed on his "Crazy Sword Art". He holds hands with both swords, like a mad demon coming to his body, like a shadow following his body, and the sword art is as fast as lightning, which is elusive.

The eight disciples, Yan Gui, "Sword of Nirvana", were originally a general who commanded thousands of soldiers and horses in the mortal world, and were full of killing spirits. Ziyun Zhenren taught him the "Strange Mind Method" and that no grass could grow when Nirvana passed.

The ninth disciple "Lingxue Sword" Luo Feng practiced the "Ice Sword Art", and the snowflakes drifted and froze thousands of miles away.

The ten disciples "Wenxuan Jian" Feng Ge, are leisurely and free, have a calm personality, and have good music. They are all in "Qingfeng Dao Fa" and are all in the world. Because of their outstanding appearance and outstanding temperament, they often cause trouble for beauty and are at a loss.

The eleventh disciple, He Lanci, "Drawing Sand Sword", obtained the true teaching of "The Illusion of True Daozang", and was proficient in the three thousand great illusion arrays and three hundred small illusion arrays. In the random hands, the illusion arrays arose, and all the students were confused.

The twelve disciples, "Fusheng Sword", Su Junqing, was only sixteen years old, and his cultivation level entered the realm of practicing the spirit and returning to the void. He majored in "Fusheng Sword Art". The sword art was used, and the shadows were scattered, and a leaf was wandering.

Wangchuan exclaimed repeatedly, "The Twelve Swords of Yunxiao are really amazing, and they are the true dragon talent!"

"Oh... the world is impermanent, everything is unpredictable. Or the heaven is jealous of talent... If the Twelve Swords of Yunxiao have survived to this day, who can match this world? Anyone who comes out of the mountain can become his own school." Yunxiaozi sighed, full of hope.

Yun Xiaozi's loneliness and sadness, Wangchuan couldn't help but wonder, was his senior from Xuantian Sect? But then he thought, Xuantian Sect is the current national sect and the authentic Xuanmen Sect, how could there be such a sloppy master like his senior? Perhaps the senior was just sad about the fall of the Twelve Swords of Yun Xiao.
Chapter completed!