On the edge of the small lake in the valley, Zhou Fan looked at Chisong and smiled, "Chipong, use your own sword technique."

Even Zhou Fan did not expect that the red pine tree, which is a pine tree, has a special liking for swordsmanship.

Moreover, his talent for swordsmanship is amazing, but his seventh level of Qi Refining has already been able to create his own swordsmanship.

It was comparable to Zhou Fan’s junior brother Lu Ming when he was young.

"Yes, master." Chisong was wearing a gray Taoist robe and a trace of baby fat face full of seriousness. With a wave of his hand, a long sword appeared in his hand. The sword was extremely sharp and a little agile.

As soon as he started the sword, Chisong seemed to have become a different person, with a sense of sacredness. He waved the sword in his hand and began to practice many of his own sword moves.

Or stab, chop, hang, or flirt...

The sword energy was ubiquitous, the sword moves were mysterious, and the various tricks made Zhou Fan nod in his heart.

Although from his perspective, these sword moves are full of flaws.

But Chi Song can create such tricks with just the seventh level of Qi Refining. He is indeed very talented in swordsmanship and can be compared with his junior brother.

"Master!" Chi Song finished practicing his own sword move and looked at Zhou Fan with anticipation.

"It's done."

Zhou Fan just looked at it once and saw that Chisong's self-created swordsmanship still has many things to improve. "I will use your swordsmanship several times, and you'll see."

As he said that, Zhou Fan waved his hand slightly.

The hazy sword energy condensed, condensed into a hazy shadow, holding a long sword in his hand.

"Swish~"

The figure was everywhere, and under the command of Zhou Fan's divine thoughts, he used Chisong's own swordsmanship.

Achisong beside him was looking at this time without looking sideways, his expression changed constantly, he was confused, excited, or gritted his teeth... and completely invaded.

The figure has been used dozens of times, and each time there are new changes.

In the end, the figure turned into a stream of light and penetrated into Chisong's mind.

Zhou Fan quietly looked at Chisong who was thinking with his eyes closed. This thought was a day after that.

"master!"

Chi Song woke up and said excitedly when he saw Zhou Fan.

At this moment, he only felt that there were too many swordsmanship in his mind, and the obscure sword principles that were difficult to understand in the past became easier to understand.

"How much did you understand?" Zhou Fan asked.

"Master, you have used it in total twelve times, and each time there are new changes. Until the twelfth time, those sword moves are still very different, but the power is very different."

Zhou Fan divided Chisong's own swordsmanship into twelve levels and layered them in layers, allowing Chisong to better understand the flaws and flaws of the swordsmanship he created.

"It's one thing to understand, but it's another thing to understand." Zhou Fan smiled and said, "Practice more, you must know that you will feel that it's shallow!"

With Zhou Fandong's cultivation level of Xuming Dao Realm, he guided Chisong, who was at the seventh level of Qi refining, and only changed Chisong's own swordsmanship at random, which greatly increased its power.

"Yes!" Chisong nodded excitedly.

...

On the other side, Meng Dongling and Tu Mengmei sat opposite each other, and tasted the "Sitting Forget Tea" made by Tu Mengmei himself.

The tea smells faint, but it is surrounded by a mysterious aura.

This "Sitting Forget Tea" was created by Zhou Fan when he was in Qingyu Mountain. He integrated the principles of heaven that he had realized into this tea. After learning Tu Mengmei, he often soaked it for Meng Dongling to drink.

"Master's wife!" Meng Dongling put down the teacup and asked curiously.

"Master... do you want to accept Komatsuko as a disciple?"

"You are smart!" Tu Mengmei said angrily, "Don't talk about your big mouth everywhere!"

"I understand, I understand this!" Meng Dongling nodded repeatedly. Although she was young, she was very mature and knew what kind of impact would Zhou Fan have caused when he took a demon clan as a disciple.

"Master's wife..." Meng Dongling pulled the corner of Tu Mengmei's clothes and said, "I want to go out!"

Upon hearing this, Tu Mengmei pointed at Meng Dongling's little head with her finger and said angrily, "You have just been back for a few days and are thinking about going out for fun again. Your master wants you to be confined to five months..."

"Master's wife~" Meng Dongling looked at Tu Mengmei with eyes wide open.

"Five months, Master is too cruel. This will suffocate me to death." Meng Dongling shook Tu Mengmei's arm and said aggrievedly.

"Your master is also for your own good. Look at you, you are still only at the eighth level of Qi Refining... Your master is almost shameless to see others, so you should give your master some face!" Tu Mengmei couldn't help but say.

Zhou Fan is now famous, but the disciples he received are so "unbearable" that they have spread in the world of cultivation. I don't know how many people are watching jokes in secret.

"Oh~" Meng Dongling lowered her head and her voice was deep.

"Oh~ Go, come back early, I will know how to use me as a shield!" Tu Mengmei sighed.

"I knew my master's wife would agree to me, it's the best!" Meng Dongling jumped up excitedly and gave Tu Mengmei a big hug.

"Master's wife, don't worry, I will be back soon this time." Meng Dongling said confidently.

"Okay, I don't know you yet." Tu Mengmei gave Meng Dongling a blank look in anger, "Go quickly, if you leave late, your master will come in!"

"Yes." Meng Dongling quickly stood up, walked towards his "secret passage", and then returned, hugged Tu Mengmei tightly, and whispered, "Master's wife, you are so nice to me."

After saying that, he turned around and continued to run towards his "secret passage".

"I don't know if I did this for your own good or for harming you!" Tu Mengmei murmured at Meng Dongling's back.

On the edge of the small lake, Zhou Fan, who was teaching Chisong, paused slightly, then shook his head and sighed softly.

"Master, is this trick wrong?" Chisong asked nervously.

"Chipong, you are not allowed to learn from your senior sister in the future, do you know?" Zhou Fan stared at Chisong. Meng Dongling was helpless. If Chisong became Meng Dongling like that, Zhou Fan would hit the wall.

Akasong: "...I understand, lord!"

Is the eldest sister out again?

Chisong thoughtful.

...

Coming out of his "secret passage", Meng Dongling glanced at the valley behind him, quickly took out a white cloud-shaped magic weapon, and stood up.

With the hand-pin seal technique, the white clouds rose into the sky and left here quickly.

This is a magic weapon specially refined for Meng Dongling. During the Qi Refining Period, there are not so many true energy control magic weapons.

In order to allow Meng Dong's spiritual energy to easily activate this magic weapon, Zhou Fan spent a lot of effort.

Flying above the sea of ​​clouds, Meng Dongling flew towards his destination.

...

Qi Ning City.

Not far from the valley where Zhou Fan lives, it is the top ten major cities in Cangguo. There are millions of residents and many practitioners, which are quite prosperous and lively.
Chapter completed!