I Have Countless Legendary Swords! Chapter 272: Passing the sword
Lin Changge!
Sixty-sixth in the world!
The disciples of the second generation were all in an uproar. Among the sword repairs, Lin Changge's reputation was very high, second only to Zhou Xuanji.
Of course, the fame gap between the two is like a gap, only to blame for the decline of kendo.
Zhou Xuanji nodded, and said: "It's just right, the Hundred Stars Covering the Sky Sword Formation is your sword formation dominating the sword gate, you should join in, and bring these disciples with you by the way."
"Yes!"
Lin Changge got up and said excitedly, looking at Xiao Jinghong and others.
He is looking for the first overseas sword repairman.
Soon, his eyes were fixed on Ning Zifeng.
The first floor of Mahayana!
This is this kid!
Ning Zifeng also stared at him, and the two of them looked at each other. Even if they were speechless, there was still a feeling of rivalry.
"Stop watching, I won't be in the battle soon!"
Zhou Xuanji glared at them and cursed.
Will these two people be as good as Longyang?
Xiao Jinghong and the four also joined the battle, practicing the Baixing Shitian Sword Formation together.
Zhou Xuanji's mind moved, and the divine swords above his head separated.
He walked between the disciples and pointed them one by one.
"You two, look at that sword. It is the sword that entangles the soul of the red dragon."
"The three of you look at that one, um, that's a pig-killing sword."
"The three of you are too weak in their cultivation, staring at a sword together, that is, you will swing the sword with it later."
"You two stand together and help each other then."
Zhou Xuanji assigned a good target for them, at least the two of them were staring at a sword.
In order to prevent someone from being injured and unable to line up, so at each key point of the sword formation, at least two people must be assigned.
After a while, the assignment is over.
Zhou Xuanji started to control the swords, their speed was very slow, so everyone could see clearly.
"It's amazing."
Lin Changge was secretly surprised. It was the first time he received Zhou Xuanji's teaching. He was amazed when he watched the divine swords wield different sword styles.
Even his dad can't do it.
He came right!
The Baixing Zhetian Sword Formation, he has only studied it, and has not practiced it deeply, so now it is a review of the past and the new.
Because of Zhou Xuanji's high reputation, every disciple did not dare to take it lightly, coupled with their talents and intelligence, in less than half an hour, they all recorded every sword move.
After memorizing the sword moves, Zhou Xuanji began to teach them the tricks of luck.
It’s not that if you can memorize sword moves, you can line up. Every spell has a unique luck technique.
This is a major difficulty in spiritual practice.
When he finished teaching luck, he got up.
"You continue to practice. Today you are all focusing on practicing this sword formation. What are the omissions? You are promoting each other. You are the second generation of disciples. When I start the school, you will all lead the disciples alone. There is no competition between them for the time being, we need to help each other, understand?"
Zhou Xuanji glanced at all the disciples and smiled.
He looks young, but he is already quite majestic.
In addition to the cultivation base and temperament, it is also related to the tyrant's ring on his finger.
"Understood!"
Eighty second-generation disciples shouted in unison, each looking excited.
Zhou Xuanji's words made their blood boil.
Start a school!
They will be the elders!
When Zhou Xuanji reaches the top of the world, they will follow the chickens and dogs to ascend to heaven!
"Long Song, follow me."
Zhou Xuanji waved his hand. After speaking, he jumped up and rushed into the sky.
Lin Changge followed closely.
"Huh!"
Ning Zifeng snorted softly, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly.
An opponent has finally arrived!
You can often learn from each other in the future!
He will be the strongest sword repairer under Zhou Xuanji!
In front of the cliff hundreds of meters above, four eighth-order big monsters, including the Haotian Pig King and the Earth Bear King, are looking down.
Looking at these energetic disciples, they stared at each other.
"I feel that we can't relax. If we are surpassed by them in the future..."
The Haotian Pig King swallowed and said.
The learning ability and comprehension of these disciples is really too strong. They just tried to record the hundred-star shielding sword formation, but they are not as fast as these disciples. It is better to watch them practice a few times before remembering.
Shocking Eagle with a cold face, said: "Yes, you can't lose the face of our four guarding mountain kings!"
The four great guardians!
This is the title Zhou Xuanji bestowed on them, as the name suggests.
The other side.
Zhou Xuanji brought Lin Changge to the top of the mountain.
Lin Changge was so amazed that the starry sky hung above his head, as if he could reach it. This shock was indescribable.
He noticed Xian Xianghua and Zhou Xiaoqi.
The first person in the magic way!
The mythical beast unicorn!
He was secretly frightened, but Jiang Xue and Elder Pirate Cliff were ignored by him.
"Since you choose to worship me as Lord, I will not treat you badly. I will now teach you the inheritance of the Overlord Sword Emperor."
Zhou Xuanji turned around and said to Lin Changge.
He wants to teach the Tyrant Sword to this kid.
By now, the Overlord Divine Sword is no longer his strongest swordsmanship, and it's okay to teach it.
With Lin Changge's talent, it will take decades at the earliest to train the Overlord Divine Sword to the fullest.
If you are an ordinary person, you won't be able to practice in a lifetime.
When Lin Changge heard it, his eyes widened, his breathing was short, and his heart was pounding.
"Zhou...Master, what you said is true?"
He asked carefully, with a feeling of surprise hitting his head.
Zhou Xuanji took out the Tugou sword and said: "The inheritance of the Overlord Sword Emperor is his sword and swordsmanship. I will not give you the sword, but the swordsmanship is OK. This swordsmanship is called the Overlord Sword. , Have you heard of it?"
The Overlord Sword!
Lin Changge swallowed, and said: "I heard that in the ancestral shrine of Tyrant Sword Gate, there are ancient books that record the Tyrant Sword. It is said that the ancestors rely on this sword to be invincible."
Zhou Xuanji nodded, and directly started swinging his sword, displaying the sword moves of the Overlord Divine Sword one by one.
Lin Changge took it seriously, for fear of missing every detail.
In the distance.
Xian Xianghua opened her eyes and smiled secretly: "This kid will really win people's hearts."
Immediately, she continued to recover from her injuries.
Jiang Xue glanced at Zhou Xuanji, and did not pay much attention, and continued to listen to the calculation methods taught by the old man.
I have to say that Linglong Jianxin's talent is indeed domineering.
Lin Changge didn't forget, Zhou Xuanji used it again, and he wrote down all the sword moves and began to practice with the sword.
Zhou Xuanji looked at him, very satisfied.
Waiting for Lin Changge to become the Overlord God Sword will be one of the top combat powers in the sky.
An hour later.
Lin Changge went down the mountain with excitement, and Zhou Xuanji asked him to live with the second-generation disciples to facilitate communication.
Night descends~IndoMTL.com~Zhou Xuanji began to practice the Holy Art of the World Floating Tutu by the edge of the cliff.
He has a hunch.
The second level of reincarnation is about to be practiced.
As for this, it may be a few months or a few years.
But never more than ten years!
Days return to calm.
Everyone is working hard to practice.
It's a pity that the good times don't last long.
One day after a month, thousands of monks surrounded the sky, and the worst cultivation reached the fifth level of the Aperture Realm. There were three Mahayana monks.
The leader was a man in a purple robe, of medium build and normal appearance, but there was a small flame floating between the center of his eyebrows.