"If it's not poison, then it's naturally spiritual. It's probably a kind of demonic energy. The Glazed Yin Evil, this kind of poison is rare."

Then he thought for a while and said, "There are records in the extracurricular books in your mansion. They are considered as a kind of demonic energy, which is distinguished from demonic energy." Zhao Qingyang said with a smile, "If you really want to understand, then go and read the books, or be more direct, and wait until he comes tomorrow, let's talk about it."

It is also difficult for Zhao Qingyang to explain what kind of demonic energy it is. Since it is evil, it blows from the underworld. If it falls from the nine heavens, it is not evil, but Gang.

This proves that Yunwu Mountain is a Jedi, and its reputation is extremely loud. It occupies the top of the three Jedi. The evil spirits in it make people feel even more disgusted. When it is not until the Golden Elixir stage, it is almost no different from seeking death. Even if it is a venerable in the Golden Elixir stage, it is more than just one hand.

The name is nothing special, but the effect makes everyone feel disgusted.

"You just keep practicing swords. After learning this move, there is another move. Before you can learn five sword moves, I think it's enough." Zhao Qingyang nodded gently and said. "Besides, I plan to let you use this move in the Golden Pill stage. You must know the principle of greed and not being able to chew too much."

Zhao Xier nodded, not thinking there was anything wrong with what the teacher said.

If you can't chew too much, you can't chew too much? Just teach me a trick, are you still afraid that I can't chew too much? But it is true. Zhao Qingyang really wants Zhao Xier to thoroughly understand and reach a certain level before going to the next step of learning.

"This time, I won't draw it on the wall anymore. I will only demonstrate it once. You can watch it yourself. It's best to write it down. After that, I will slowly guide you how to better learn these tricks." Zhao Qingyang said.

The basic one is the most practical one. If one move continues, even a person cannot be killed, then no matter how gorgeous the sword move is, it is useless. Swords are not something that can be resurrected by sword moves. In the end, it is still too neutral. They are not as domineering as swords and guns, nor as offensive and defensive as sticks.

The only advantage is that it is lightness, which can kill people for a moment or be unaware of it.

"Then, what level is the teacher's swordsmanship?" Zhao Xier nodded and asked casually.

Zhao Qingyang asked back, "What are the levels of sword moves now?"

"The world is Xuanhuang, four levels, the lowest level of yellow. What I practice now is the top level of yellow and Mingyu Gong. This is left by my mother for me. It should be one of the best skills used to build foundations." Zhao Xier said.

"Then my set of martial arts is to surpass the heaven level. As long as you control it, you can play to the heaven level. If you break through, you will surpass it." Zhao Qingyang said to himself. "This is my own swordsmanship. Since I dare to teach you, I will not let you fall behind too much."

Then he stretched out his hand, and Zhao Xier naturally handed the sword in her hand over.

Zhao Xier didn't yearn for the sky or not, but looking at the teacher's confidence, she started to look forward to it unconsciously.

This is the first set of exercises taught by the teacher, and she must learn them no matter what!

"Let's go, go to the yard." Zhao Qingyang said with a smile.

Standing in the courtyard, the whole person was like a person walking out of an ink painting, and his whole body was filled with an inexplicable fairy spirit and a strong sword bone. At this moment, after getting the long sword, he looked even more chic.

The clothes fluttered, and the wind was automatically gone. It seemed that after getting the sword, the momentum suddenly changed. It was like a girl wearing a layer of gauze, adding a layer of moving beauty, making Zhao Xier, who is immune to appearance, almost crazy.

This is the gods descending to earth!

The immortals in the sky are no longer high, but are scattered in the mortal world.

The long sword seems to be integrated with Zhao Qingyang. The long sword is like a part of the body. How to hold and put it is not only an invisible beauty, but also an invisible murderous aura that can burst out at any time.

A feeling that was indescribable, but when it appeared on Zhao Qingyang, it felt natural, as if it should have been like this.

Also, that breath...

Yes, even if he was murderous intent, Zhao Xier didn't know why she felt so clearly, as if the entire area was covered by an invisible momentum.

Maybe this is the teacher, an unknown swordsman, a top-level strong man.

In normal times, he is lazy and makes people feel his cultivation and the understanding of swordsmanship at all, but it is definitely a terrifying thing to be serious about.

Maybe the teacher is such a hidden person. He just allows people to see the almost demonic appearance and hide all the light.

I have to say that the teacher is definitely a strong man who is extremely low-key.

"I'll demonstrate it once."

Zhao Qingyang's eyes became terrified and sharp. The sword was unsheathed along a sword energy. Zhao Qingyang grabbed it gently and held it in his hand. It felt strange and familiar. This was the first time he used a sword in many years. Before, everything was simulated in the system space.

The real feeling made Zhao Qingyang enjoy it a little.

It seemed as if I had found the feeling of picking up the long sword and killing the alien race for the first time.

That year, blood was filled with fireworks, foreign races invaded, one person and one sword...

With a gentle wave, Zhao Qingyang did not deliberately slow down the speed. He just fell down with a normal sword, like a crabapple, and the sword light flashed with a faint blood red.

It is calm, as if it is windy on the water, and it naturally forms waves, grasping everything just right.

"Did you see clearly?" Zhao Qingyang took back the sword and said with a smile.

"Look... I see clearly!" Zhao Xier looked at Zhao Qingyang with a complicated expression.

She really saw it clearly and knew about swordsmanship, and she could still play like this!

One more point is too heavy, and one less point is too heartless.

It was just a move, although it was not earth-shaking, but it seemed that this sword should have been like this, without any fancy, and without any fancy. It was like flowing clouds and water, and played the sword into a work of art.

Moreover, she found that the move the teacher used was hers.
Chapter completed!