Chapter 774: Learning Sword
Early the next morning, when Li Muran walked out of the cave, he saw many sword cultivators practicing swords everywhere in Tianjian Valley.
Some of these sword cultivators sacrificed their swords, while others just gestured with empty hands; some used their strong magic power, while others only practiced sword techniques with a little magic power. Everyone has their own cultivation methods, and even if they were sword cultivators at the same time, there were still many differences.
In the early morning of Tianjian Valley, the so-called "sword energy" rises, so these sword cultivators will practice swords in the open air in the valley at this time, contaminating with a trace of "sword energy".
Li Muran is not a sword cultivator, and he still cannot sense the so-called "sword energy" today. However, these sword cultivators' various magical methods made him enjoy it.
These sword cultivators also saw Li Muran and were surprised.
After all, Li Muran is a new face - and more importantly, he actually walked out of a main cave, which was always only qualified to enjoy by the personal disciples of the old man Tianjian.
Xiao Jianke was also one of the sword cultivators who practiced swords. When he saw Li Mu, he immediately danced a sword technique and fell from the air in a cool way, stopping in front of Li Muran.
"Good Sword Technique" Li Muran praised loudly: "Fellow Daoist's sword technique is not only elegant and agile, but also calm, and it must be extraordinary."
"I laughed at you." Xiao Jianke said modestly, and then asked Li Muran in surprise: "Has fellow Taoist been accepted as a personal disciple by Senior Tianjian?"
When several nearby sword cultivators heard this question, they turned around and looked here, waiting nervously and curiously for Li Muran's answer.
"Nothing happened." Li Muran shook his head.
Xiao Jianke's heart was so thrust, and he nodded repeatedly: "Well, it's unlikely that Xiao thought about it. After all, fellow Taoist cultivation is too low, and his swordsmanship is also very ordinary. If fellow Taoist is also accepted as a disciple, Xiao will really doubt the vision of Senior Tianjian."
When the other sword cultivators heard this, they nodded slightly and continued to concentrate on practicing swords.
Swordsman Xiao was about to ask why Li Muran walked out of the cave. At this moment, a sword light suddenly flew out of a cave, and the sword cultivators immediately looked happy.
"Senior Liu is out." Xiao Jianke said softly to Li Muran with joy: "This is the first disciple of Senior Tianjian, Senior Liu Chenfeng Liu, who has high sword skills. It is hard to imagine that if he could witness his sword practice, he would have benefited a lot."
Some sword cultivators put away their sword techniques and stared at Liu Chenfeng without blinking, waiting to admire his sword-practice style. There were not many such opportunities. However, there were still a few people who were unmoved and were still concentrating on practicing swords.
When Liu Chenfeng saw Li Mu, he flew towards Li Muran.
"See Senior Liu" Xiao Jianke saw Liu Chenfeng flying towards him, and immediately worshiped him respectfully, and was nervous and uneasy.
Liu Chenfeng nodded to him, without saying anything more. Then he bowed his hands and bowed respectfully to Li Muran: "Uncle Li, how did you rest yesterday?"
"Uncle Li?" Xiao Jianke grew up in surprise, and his chin was about to fall to the ground. A sword cultivator who was still dancing in the air, heard this, and almost hurt himself after hearing this.
At this moment, all the nearby sword cultivators could no longer calmly continue practicing swords, and they all cast shocked, puzzled, and incredible eyes at this place.
"Very good" Li Muran nodded: "The cave is complete, thank you for your arrangements."
"This is the job of my nephew." Liu Chenfeng said: "Uncle Master left the cave in the early morning, did he also want to practice swords? If the uncle wants to practice swords, the nephew can assist me from the side."
Liu Chenfeng was humble in his words. The "assistance" he mentioned was actually to guide Li Muran to practice swords. Everyone in Tianjian Valley practiced swords, and everyone had extraordinary sword skills. Li Muran had a very high age, and was still the uncle of Liu Chenfeng and others. If his swordsmanship was too low, it would inevitably affect Liu Chenfeng and others' faces. Therefore, Liu Chenfeng was not stingy with guidance to Li Muran, and at least he had to make Li Muran look like a sword cultivator.
Such a great opportunity made Xiao Jianke who was envious of him. He wanted to agree to Li Muran immediately.
Unexpectedly, Li Muran shook his head: "No need. I just want to go to the nearby market to purchase some talisman-making materials."
Xiao Jianke looked stunned and no longer knew how to scold Li Muran a few "iums".
Liu Chenfeng frowned slightly: "Tianjian Valley is also quite far from the nearest market. It took a long time to go back and forth, and the market is quite uneasy. With Uncle Li's cultivation level... that also has certain risks."
"Let's do this," Liu Chenfeng suddenly said to Jianke Xiao on the side: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, you can run for Uncle Li. After you come back, Liu will pass on your sword technique. How about it?"
"One word is determined" Xiao Jianke looked ecstatic: "I'll do it now."
Xiao Jianke asked Li Muran a few questions about the types and quantity of materials he needed, and immediately turned into a sword light and rushed out of the Tianjian Valley.
The nearby sword cultivator looked at the disappearing escape light of Jianke Xiao, and he showed a little envious look.
Just running a leg can get the guidance of Liu Chenfeng with a sword technique, which is a great opportunity. Although they have been practicing in the Tianjian Valley for many years, they have no such opportunity.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist Liu." Li Muran bowed to Liu Chenfeng, but Liu Chenfeng dared not take credit.
Liu Chenfeng said: "If you have nothing else to do, you might as well see your nephew practicing swordsmanship, so as to give me some advice."
Li Muran knew that Liu Chenfeng was asking for advice on the surface, but in fact he wanted to show himself a brilliant sword technique to attract his interest in practicing swords.
"It seems that this master nephew is very responsible. He doesn't want me, the famous uncle, to fall into the reputation of Tianjian Valley, so he has to do everything possible to let me practice swords." Li Muran said in his heart that he couldn't bear to push the other party's kindness again, so he nodded: "Okay."
The other sword cultivators around him were suddenly overjoyed. The sudden appearance of "Uncle Li" finally got enlightened.
Liu Chenfeng opened his mouth and squirted, a golden light flashed, and a slender golden sword about three feet long flew out from it, and was sucked into his hand.
"What my nephew wants to use is sword shadow technique. Please give me advice." Liu Chenfeng explained and immediately danced the sword in his hand.
Liu Chenfeng's movements were extremely fast, and the speed of his sword was dazzling. Although Li Muran did not blink at all, he could only see golden light shining in front of his eyes, and even Liu Chenfeng's figure could not be seen clearly.
After a while, he finally saw Liu Chenfeng's figure - but more than one
At this time, in the air, dozens of Liu Chenfeng were dancing swords. The sharp sword light covered all directions, enough to cover within a radius of hundreds of feet.
What surprised Li Muran even more was that without using the third god's purpose, he could not tell where Liu Chenfeng's body was. Perhaps every sword shadow here was left by Liu Chenfeng's body.
After a cup of tea, Liu Chenfeng put away his skills, and the sword shadows and sword lights disappeared, revealing Liu Chenfeng's figure in the air.
The sword cultivators watching from afar made a thunderous cheer. Sword shadow technique is not a lost skill. Many of them can master this sword technique, but it is unique to Liu Chenfeng, a real-life state that is fake and ubiquitous.
"What does Uncle Master think?" Liu Chenfeng couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw Li Muran's admiration.
"Fellow Daoist Liu's sword technique is elegant and light, with extremely fast speed, and is indeed mysterious." Li Muran also praised it.
"I wonder if my uncle wants to practice this sword technique?" Liu Chenfeng took the opportunity to ask.
I don’t know how many sword cultivators answered their wishes for Li Muran in their hearts, but Li Muran shook his head: “This kind of swordsmanship is not good at power, but wins with speed. Without hundreds of years of immersion in the swordsmanship, he will never reach this level of skillfulness of perfection and as he pleases.”
"This is of course," Liu Chenfeng said seriously: "Any martial art requires a solid foundation and long-term understanding and practice to achieve a small success. The same is true for swordsmanship. Although swordsmanship is very important in understanding, it cannot be achieved quickly. Without hundreds of years of hard practice, it is difficult to become a great person."
Li Muran nodded, and he asked with a change of topic: "Is there a sword technique that is extremely powerful, but not difficult to get started. It can be used without hundreds of years of hard practice?"
Liu Chenfeng pondered and said, "If you are pursuing great power, the sixth junior brother's heavy sword technique is the first to ask the sixth junior brother to come here to show it, and ask the uncle to come later."
Not long after, Liu Chenfeng brought a burly man to Li Muran's cave.
Liu Chenfeng pointed to the big man and introduced: "Uncle Li, this is the sixth junior brother Mengli. The sixth junior brother, why don't you see Uncle Li quickly?"
Meng Li was obviously full of unwilling expressions on his face, but he didn't dare to go against the elder brother's wishes, so he had to bow to Li Muran lightly: "I've seen Uncle Li."
"No need to be polite," Li Muran said with a smile.
Liu Chenfeng said: "The sixth junior brother's sword technique is very open and open, and he is known for his power. Sixth junior brother, please use a few sword techniques to let Uncle Li give me some guidance."
"Instructions?" Meng Li snorted coldly and said unhappily: "With his cultivation level, can you also see the quality of swordsmanship?"
Liu Chenfeng frowned and shouted, "Don't you be rude and have you forgotten what Brother Lu said to you just now?"
"Don't dare" Meng Li obviously respected Liu Chenfeng very much. He immediately softened and bowed to Li Muran: "My nephew is ugly, please give me advice."
Mengli opened his mouth and squirted, a black light flashed, and a wide black heavy sword flew out, and was held in his hand.
The sword is seven feet long, about half a foot wide, and is very thick. The sword is engraved with countless mysterious Taoist patterns.
What surprised Li Muran was that the sword tip was round and the sword edge was not visible, and it had not yet opened.
"It seems that this person's sword technique is not known for its sharpness, otherwise how could the sword not be sharp?" Li Muran said in his heart.
Meng Li held the sword in his hand, and suddenly shouted loudly, slashing down the air with a sword.
Chapter completed!