Sword Slaying The Heavens

  Chapter 22 Fat Taoist

   Chen Fan glanced at Chen Jingjing and the two inexplicably, and nodded.

  The heads of the two suddenly roared...

   "That one-star celestial soldier on the second floor of qi training, is that you?" Chen Jingjing covered her small mouth, her eyes opened very wide.

   "Yes." This time Chen Fan didn't continue to nod, but went around the two of them and went to his room. He needed to take a bath to wash off the **** smell on his body.

  Chen Jingjing and Zhang Rumeng froze in place, watching Chen Fan enter their room blankly.

   "Rumeng, am I dreaming again?"

   "You mean we're having the same dream?"

   After a long time, the two of them came to their senses and sat on the sofa, still a little shocked in their hearts.

  The rumored evil genius turned out to be Chen Fan!

"How can this guy be so calm? Doesn't he know that the dozens of foundation-building stage powerhouses in Lingxiao City are all here for him?" Chen Jingjing looked at the door of Chen Fan's room, feeling like she wanted to go and shoot him. impulse.

   "The strong ones in the foundation building stage are scrambling to accept the person who will be their direct disciple. My God, it's your brother, Jingjing. I really want to go into the heaven and shout right now. I know your brother."

   "No, don't reveal it yet. He should have his reasons for not telling others." Chen Jingjing said seriously.

   "Pfft" Zhang Rumeng laughed outright, pinched Chen Jingjing's face and said, "Of course I know, look at your current appearance, you are really a lovely sister."

   "If you dare to pinch me, you will die."

  The two started fighting again.

   After washing up, Chen Fan changed into a long robe, leaned on the wooden chair, and slowly closed his eyes, as if closing his eyes to rest his mind.

  In fact, she was thinking in her heart. Although Mu Yunshui was temporarily stopped by Qin Xian'er, with her personality, she would not give up easily, especially since she killed many disciples of the Immortal Sect.

Chen Fan is not afraid of Mu Yunshui, but worried about the two girls outside. Fortunately, they have made some progress now, and have passed through the first heaven, and their status in the heavy sword peak has also improved. Although Zong is powerful, it should be impossible for Chongjian Peak to let Chengxian Zong mess around.

  Thinking of this, Chen Fan shook his head slightly. He chose to travel far, which may be a good thing for Chen Jingjing and the others. His own path is destined to be killing. Chen Jingjing and Zhang Rumeng are by his side, but it will be more dangerous.

  Chen Fan took out the token of the Heavenly Court and probed out with his spiritual sense. He hadn't entered it for more than ten days, so he wanted to go in and have a look.

   Darkness flashed, Chen Fan opened his eyes again, he was still outside the medicine field in the cave, but the green bird was nowhere to be seen.

   And he found that this heavenly body is still at the fourth level of Qi training, which is already lower than his physical body.

   "Boy, you are finally awake, a magic stick has come to the gate of your cave." At this time, the drake voice of the green feathered bird suddenly called out.

  Chen Fan got up and looked, only to find that the green-feathered bird was standing at the entrance of the cave. Besides, there was a fat Taoist priest beside him, looking at Chen Fan with a smile.

"Supreme God, young man, I am amazed at your bones. You are born in my Taoist family. Why don't you come to my sect, and you will be able to cultivate a righteous fruit in the future, and you will become an immortal." , just like a magic stick.

  But Chen Fan didn't dare to underestimate him. This Taoist priest's realm is very high, far beyond the foundation building period, and this person can find here himself without using the teleportation array, which shows the profound Taoism.

   "Death stick, we don't have any spirit stones for you, so hurry up." The green-haired bird said with a look of disgust.

   "Little bird, I see that your seal is black, and there is a **** disaster." The fat Taoist narrowed his eyes, looked at the green bird and smiled.

   "Hey, this is an ancient fierce bird with a bright seal. If you see this star, it will blind your eyes every minute." The green feather bird's feathers exploded, staring at the fat Taoist and said angrily.

   "You don't believe it? Then come out, and the poor Taoist will make gestures with you." The fat Taoist flicked the whisk in his hand, inviting the green feathered bird to fight.

   "Boy, this is unbearable." The green-feathered bird finished speaking and made a gesture to go out.

   "If you go out in formation, he will come in." Chen Fan frowned and said, being targeted by a strong man is not a good thing.

  The green-haired bird gave a big kick when he heard the words, but didn't step out.

   "Young man, you think too much. Pindao is not that kind of person, he just came to accept disciples." The fat Taoist priest still had a smile on his face.

   "I am a sword cultivator, and I have no destiny with Taoism. You should find someone else." Chen Fan shook his head and said.

"Sword repair? Sword repair is good, as the so-called swordsmanship and swordsmanship, the sword is the way, and there are several sets of high-grade swordsmanship here in Pingdao, which one do you want to learn?" The fat Taoist said and took out several simple swordsmanship from his arms, Chen Fan was taken aback.

   "Haotian Sword Art, Jiugong Sword Art, Wuji Sword Art, Tiangang Sword Art, God Stick, what are you doing here? I have never heard of it." The green-haired bird said disdainfully.

   "That's because you are ignorant. This is the upper-level Taoist sword art. Among them, the Jiugong sword art and Tiangang sword art are even more powerful." The fat Taoist shook his head and said.

Chen Fan nodded slightly, not to mention other things, but he had seen the names of Tiangang Sword Jue and Jiugong Sword Jue in an ancient book. The records of Jiugong Sword Jue are the most detailed.

  Nine palaces are the foundation of Qimen Dunjia, which is extremely mysterious. It is said that this set of sword formulas also contains a kind of Jiugong body method. A cultivator steps on the Nine Palaces, lays down the Nine Palaces formation, and uses them according to the situation, which is completely natural.

   "These two sets of swordsmanship are really powerful, but the way of the sword I practice is incompatible with this formation-type swordsmanship, which is against my way of sword immortality." Chen Fan shook his head, thinking that it was not suitable for him.

   "Young man, did you practice the Burning Heaven Sword Art?" The fat Taoist suddenly withdrew his smile and narrowed his eyes.

  Chen Fan's heart was shocked, but it was also to show the surface. With the fat Taoist's advanced state, it was not difficult to see through the true energy in his body, but it was rare for someone to recognize the Fen Tian Sword Art, which surprised him.

"The Fentian Sword Art is quick to win, and the sword energy cultivated is also overbearing, but after the foundation building period, you have almost finished practicing this set of sword arts. Even if you find this kind of sword art in the future, it will last a long time. Practice will also cause damage to your meridians, so this Nine Palaces Sword Art is the most suitable sword for you." Having said this, the fat Taoist put the other sword formulas into his sleeves, leaving only one "Nine Palaces Sword Art" Sword Jue".

  Chen Fan's complexion changed, what the fat Taoist priest just performed was the universe in his sleeve.

Although this world does not lack magic weapons of space, such as Qin Xian'er's storage bracelet, which can be used to store some personal belongings, but the universe in the sleeve of the fat Taoist priest is a real magic, forming a small world in his sleeve , can accommodate everything in the world.

"As the so-called Jiugong calculation, the parameters of the five elements are like a cycle. You can use the sword to form the formation, you can control yin and yang, and you can display the dragon and elephant. The most important thing is that you, as the defender of the formation, must walk like the wind and be as fast as the wind in the Jiugong formation. Lightning! This complements your Burning Heaven Sword Art, and if you cultivate it to the top, you can aspire to build a foundation." After the fat Taoist finished speaking, a smile appeared on his face again, and the majesty of the talent just disappeared.

   "Is it really that powerful?" The green-haired bird was taken aback when he heard that.

  The fat Taoist nodded, his eyes still on Chen Fan.

   "What's your purpose?" Chen Fan knew that nothing would happen.

   "Supreme God, Pindao saw that you are a good-looking talent. You are handsome and have a relationship with my Taoist school... Speaking of dry mouth, let Pindao go in for a drink first." The fat Taoist priest said.

  It was only then that Chen Fan realized that after a long time of trouble, the fat Taoist just wanted to enter his cave, but he had more than one intention.

   "Boy, it's okay, no one can hurt you in your cave." The green-haired bird reminded.

  Chen Fan nodded, and opened the door of the cave. The fat Taoist gave him a very strange feeling, sometimes unpredictable, sometimes like a charlatan stick, making it hard to see his true face.

  I saw a flash of light at the gate of the cave, and the fat Taoist smiled and stepped in.

   "What's the name of the Taoist?" Chen Fan looked at the fat Taoist and said.

   "The poor Taoist name is Tianliang..." The fat Taoist said this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he ran to the medicine field, "Well, I found it, it's here."

   After finishing speaking, the fat Taoist priest took out a jade box from his sleeve, put his palm on the ground of the medicine field, and silently recited a few verses.

   "Boom"

   A dull sound exploded, and Chen Fan saw that the medicine field was blown by a hurricane with the fat Taoist priest as the center.

"Come out for me." The fat Taoist shouted in a deep voice, with his whole palm pressed tightly to the ground. With the infusion of his true energy, the medicine field began to tremble. Although Chen Fan didn't feel it, he could clearly see the ground The sand is beating.

   "What is he doing?" Chen Fan frowned slightly, he guessed that this was the purpose of the fat Taoist priest coming here.

   After a few breaths, the fat Taoist priest's face began to turn purple, as if he was fighting against something.

   Hearing a "boo", the fat Taoist suddenly stood up from the ground, and the palm that was originally on the ground was holding a strange rock full of cracks.

   "Huh, I'm exhausted and poor." The fat Taoist carefully put the stone into the jade box, and then took out a talisman to seal the jade box completely.

   "This... is this a turtle-pattern medicine stone?" The green-haired bird recognized the stone and said in amazement.

"You have good eyesight, don't worry, those who see it have a share, and the poor Taoist never tells lies." The fat Taoist smiled and put the jade box into his sleeve, "After the poor Taoist has collected all the materials and refined the Nascent Soul Pill, I'll give you a piece."

   "Yuanying Pill?" Chen Fan's heart was shocked, forging the necessary pill for the Yuanying stage, which is still far away from him.

  Now he has only practiced qi at the sixth level, but now it seems that this fat Taoist priest is at least at the Jindan stage, and is even about to break through the Yuanying stage, otherwise he would not be looking for medicinal materials for refining Yuanying pill.

"Come on, boy, this is your sword formula. I'm sorry to say goodbye." The fat Taoist handed the Jiugong sword formula to Chen Fan. go.

   "God stick, don't you want to recruit disciples?" the green-haired bird asked.

"Supreme Tianzun, accepting disciples is a matter of harmony between heaven, earth and man. I wish you love, I think today is not a good time, I will talk about it in detail in the future, and I will leave." The fat Taoist finished speaking solemnly, taking mysterious steps, Instantly disappeared outside the cave.

   "Damn, I was cheated." The green-haired bird said angrily.

  Chen Fan looked at the Jiugong Sword Art in his hand, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "At least, this sword art is true."

  (end of this chapter)