I, beat the Eastern Swordsman at the beginning

Chapter 33 Cultivation Years
Elder Zhao Hai was holding a saber that was shared with each of them, and it was dexterously spinning and dancing in his hand. Cooperating with his unique steps, wisps of light blue sword energy suddenly burst out from the blade, which immediately surprised all the disciples. Call again and again.

Glancing at them, Zhao Hai suddenly stabbed straight with his sword, and the internal energy gathered at the tip of the sword exploded, and strands of gentle power intertwined in the air, and within a moment, a phantom of a green lotus was condensed.

Such miraculous means opened everyone's horizons, and they were already impatient in their hearts, wanting to immediately acquire this method of swordsmanship practice.

But at this point in the demonstration, Elder Zhao Hai has no intention of stopping.

He shook the sword body slightly, and the phantom of the green lotus suddenly seemed to come alive, trembling slightly in the void, petals fluttering down with the breeze, and when they landed, they burst suddenly, and the violent sword energy instantly blasted a small hole.

Next, he demonstrated the green lotus swordsmanship with the same movements, but each time there were different changes, until finally there was already a sea of ​​lotus around him, and the green lotus bloomed one after another, so beautiful.

"receive!"

With a soft drink, the Qinglian around him instantly disappeared into nothingness, and all the disciples felt that the air was full of chills, and they dared not move easily.

After adjusting the breath for a while, Zhao Hai said:

"Although the Qinglian swordsmanship is an entry-level swordsmanship of our sect, it can change in thousands of ways after it has been practiced to great success, and its power is even more incomparable."

"The old man has studied this sword technique all his life, and he has achieved what he is today."

"If you want to work hard on this, you need to persevere!"

These words extinguished most of the enthusiasm in the hearts of the disciples, some people even felt that if they only learned this kind of sword technique a little in seven days, then they would be punished and they would not be expelled from the sect, right?
However, Zhao Hai said something to make the disciples feel at ease:
"Qinglian swordsmanship is easy to achieve in a small way. Generally, nine lotus flowers can be condensed in two years at most. Some changes in them will explode with different powers."

"Most of the disciples will only cultivate to a small degree, and then choose other advanced swordsmanship. This old man will not force you."

"However, although the road of practice is paved by predecessors, what kind of achievements you can achieve in the end depends only on you."

"Whether it's swordsmanship or realm, neither is the ultimate way to measure personal strength. The light of rice grains can also shine. From now on, I hope you can practice hard and live up to your heart!"

"Next, the old man will explain to you the initial trajectory of the Qinglian swordsmanship..."

For a whole afternoon, Zhao Hai was earnestly helping every outer disciple to master the Qinglian swordsmanship, without any slack.

Whenever he encounters something that his disciples don't understand, he can often simplify it into a complicated one, and teach people to fully understand it.

With the help of this method, all the outer disciples have been able to memorize the first part of Qinglian swordsmanship, and some people have tried to practice it.

Seeing that the long sword in Ye Feixian's hand was different from that of others, Zhao Hai stared at it, and suddenly saw that it was the Qinglian sword, and he knew it in his heart. After thinking about it, he walked up to Ye Feixian and said:

"Your Qinglian sword is the most compatible with Qinglian swordsmanship. Come, I will teach you some personal insights. I hope you can master it as soon as possible!"

"Thank you, elder..."

In the evening, all the exhausted people went down the mountain one by one. They don't want to do anything now, they just want to have a good sleep.

Zhao Hai is indeed a good elder. He cares about the situation of every outer sect disciple and strives to make things perfect, but it is such a mentality that makes everything very strict invisibly. To practice again and again.

In the room, Ye Qing and Ye Xuan lay faceless on the bed, because of Ye Feixian, they also received a lot of attention, so they were extremely tired.

"Eldest son, will Elder Zhao Hai continue to supervise our practice tomorrow?"

"If it's like this every day for seven days, I don't think I'll be exhausted until I can practice Qinglian swordsmanship."

Although they were strictly demanded by Uncle Long when they were in the Ye family, compared with Zhao Hai, the former is simply too gentle, and there is no difficulty at all.

Could it be that this is what one must go through to enter the sect?

Hearing the two complain, Ye Feixian smiled and said:
"It's just the beginning, can't you hold on?"

"Think about practitioners who are as strong as you, but end up as handymen!"

"If you want to be more relaxed, I can tell Elder Zhao Hai tomorrow to let you go to the foot of the mountain!"

When the two heard the words, they were shocked immediately, and hurriedly said that they would hurry up and practice.

On the second day, all the disciples came to the top of the mountain on time, but they didn't see Zhao Haizhang coming. Just when they were lucky, Zuo Changlin came to everyone with a token in his hand.

"Elder Zhao has orders."

"In the next few days, I will perform the duties of an elder on my behalf and supervise your practice."

"I will report all your performances truthfully. As for how Elder Zhao handles it, that is his business."

"Also, Elder Zhao will wait for you at the Doubt-Dissolving Pavilion. He will wait for you for half an hour every day before and after the practice, and you will not wait when it is too late!"

After telling all the instructions, Zuo Changlin sat on the only stone bench here and announced loudly:
"Start practicing!"

The days of practice are boring. Apart from going up to the mountain to practice every day, most of the disciples live in their houses at other times.

They are new to the sect, they are not used to some things, Zuo Changlin and others know the reason, and they don't control them. I believe that after a while, they will be no different from their seniors, and they will be able to practice independently without being urged.

However, no matter when and where, except for the rest time, Ye Feixian will practice at other times. Even when everyone is asleep, he will practice Qinglian swordsmanship over and over again, which is several times harder than ordinary people.

Seven days passed in a flash, and Elder Zhao Hai, who hadn't shown up for a long time, met with all the outer disciples.

Seeing that everyone was exhausted, he coughed twice and said:
"Everyone, today the old man will test your cultivation results. If you can condense a wisp of blue sword energy, you will pass the test."

"You already have a certain level of cultivation, this requirement is nothing to everyone."

"Ye Feixian, let's start with you!"

"Yes!"

With a slight nod, Ye Feixian raised his feet and walked in front of the crowd, saluted Zhao Hai, and immediately showed it off.

In his hands, the Qinglian sword seemed to come alive, and strands of strange aura emerged from it.

While moving his feet, he drew a green lotus on the ground, and then raised the tip of his sword, and with the slight swing of his arm, a ray of light blue sword energy could be seen slowly emerging.

Seeing this, the disciples immediately held their breath, for fear of blowing away the hard-won fruit.

After finishing all this, Ye Feixian didn't stop. According to the method taught by the elder, he condensed his inner energy on the tip of the sword, and then a light blue petal appeared leisurely.

"Come on, big boy..."

(End of this chapter)