Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right? Chapter 412: Dare to draw a knife to 1 cut

To Daozong, above the square.

Chu Yuan turned his back to Ning Fan and Bai Ze, and he spoke slowly.

"Finally, since you two don't mind, I will teach you something to your nephew."

"You are born with a sword mind, so naturally you should be one of the ways of practicing the sword. I will ask you, my nephew, what do you know, what is the way of the sword?"

Chu Yuan turned around while speaking.

I was about to start his daily flicker start.

Ning Fan's answer in the next second made Chu Yuan stunned.

"I'm familiar with this, I'm familiar with this, Master Uncle Sovereign, this master has taught me this."

Ning Fan raised his arm excitedly and said loudly.

"Huh?? Are you familiar? Your master taught you?"

Chu Yuan looked at Bai Ze with weird eyes.

This gas refining realm scum, actually taught this?

Could it be that he watched what he taught his disciples on weekdays, and then secretly learned the past?

Forget it, even if Ning Fan doesn't follow the routine, there is no big problem.

The big deal, no matter what Ning Fan said, he just made a mistake.

"Then tell me, what is the way of the knife."

Chu Yuan continued to speak, and Yun asked lightly.

"Master Shishu, I know that one of the so-called swords is..."

Ning Fan spoke endlessly.

It was obvious that he had completely listened to what Bai Ze said that day.

At this moment, what he said was all sorted out by himself, something suitable for him.

This is so, and Chu Yuan was stunned for a while.

This talk about "The Way of the Knife" takes half an hour to talk.

After half an hour, this narration is finally over.

"So, I think that one way of a sword lies in the heart! The meaning of a knife lies in the heart, and the heart is like a knife, that is, one way of the sword!"

"Master Master, what do you think is wrong?"

Ning Fan finished here.

He rubbed his mouth.

It's strange that his mouth is not sour after talking about this for half an hour.

"You..."

The opposite Chu Yuan stared at Ning Fan blankly.

He really doesn't know what to say.

Ning Fan finished all the words he thought of, and the words he didn't expect.

What should he say about this?

How to argue that Ning Fan is wrong?

Chu Yuan was silent.

"Sect Master, why are you not talking anymore?"

Ning Fan looked at the silent Chu Yuan and couldn't help but asked.

Chu Yuan: "..."

What should be said, what should not be said, let you finish.

I am not silent, what else can I say.

But what should he say next?

If it works, there will be no one sentence, and it is no longer feasible to use theory to fool you.

It's better than...

Just play with Lai?

When Chu Yuan thought of this, his eyes lit up.

I can't tell you the truth, but I can play with it.

I'm invincible anyway.

I am a big shot, I have a big fist, I am justified.

"It’s okay, I’m just thinking, why do you have so many weird thoughts, okay, you didn’t learn it, but you have learned a lot of these messy things, I really don’t know. Who taught you this, isn’t that a mistake?"

Chu Yuan said.

"Huh? These are all taught by my master."

Ning Fan looked at Bai Ze in an instant.

"No, fellow Taoist, I am..."

Bai Ze quickly wanted to explain something.

Chu Yuan waved his hand so that Bai Ze didn't have to speak.

His gaze fell directly on Ning Fan.

"From the perspective of this seat, the most important thing for the person who makes the sword is never the intention, the spirit of the sword or whatever, the most important thing for the person who makes the sword is to draw the sword."

Chu Yuan said lightly.

"Draw a knife?"

Ning Fan looked confused. Is it possible for someone to draw a knife?

"Do you think that drawing a knife is easy?"

Chu Yuan took his hands on his back.

"Master Master, yes."

Ning Fan admitted.

"What if you were to draw your sword from this seat?"

Chu Yuan said this quietly.

He finished.

Run your own invincible state.

Towards the sky is a palm pat.

He slapped it.

I saw all the golden light spots all over his body converge, and in an instant, countless golden light spots formed a huge golden palm print.

The palm print is extremely domineering, and the moment it condenses, it blasts towards the sky.

Boom...

A huge noise exploded above the sky, the billowing clouds dispersed, and the terrifying pressure set off hurricanes.

Under this blow, the sky dimmed, and there was no sunlight for a long time.

Seeing the effect of this blow, Chu Yuan nodded very satisfied.

Invincibility is great.

The effect of this blow was even better than that of the sword flicked by Ye Luo when he was in the Nascent Soul Realm at his peak.

It is expected that this blow should be enough to shock this Ning Fan.

Chu Yuan turned to look.

Sure enough...

Ning Fan knelt on the ground with dull eyes and trembling lips, as if he was frightened.

See this scene.

Chu Yuan is very satisfied.

He looked at Bai Ze again.

I thought that Bai Ze would be as gaffe as Ning Fan.

The results were unexpected.

Bai Ze has not lost his temper, but has been staring at the dim sky. In his eyes, there seems to be something...

Some envy?

What are you envious of, a scum in the refining realm?

Chu Yuan felt puzzled.

But he didn't ask too much, after all, the object he wanted to fool was Ning Fan.

"How? Do you dare to face this seat and pull out your knife?"

Chu Yuanyun asked calmly.

"I, I, I..."

Ning Fan's voice trembled, and for a long time he couldn't speak a complete sentence.

"Understood? One way of knives is whether you dare to draw swords. If you have a heart that dares to draw swords from everything, then you can think about your fancy things. You don’t even have the core. What else?"

Chu Yuan held his hands on his back and talked freely.

"Draw a knife..."

"Does the word "drawing a knife" mean..."

Ning Fan's heart trembled suddenly, and his eyes were dull.

He kept kneeling on the ground without standing up.

See this scene.

Chu Yuan didn't have any more thoughts about fooling around~ IndoMTL.com~ He planned to take the opportunity to slip away, so that he would not have to continue wasting his tongue later.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, let your disciples take a good look at yourself, this seat will go first, and this seat has already said everything that needs to be said."

Chu Yuan waved his hand.

When he finished speaking, he turned around and left without any muddle, fearing that Ning Fan would come back to his senses, and then called him to stop.

"Friends of Chu Dao, you..."

Bai Ze also wanted to call Chu Yuan to wait and let him send it.

The ghost disappeared as soon as he knew Chu Yuan squeaked, the kind that you can't even see the shadow.

Bai Ze was stunned for a moment, looked at Chu Yuan's leaving back, and looked at Ning Fan who was kneeling on the ground.

He just wanted to call Ning Fan.

Suddenly, a blade of light flashed.

Bai Ze looked down, and at a glance, he saw Ning Fan holding a pair of swords, facing him, surrounded by sword energy.

"You...what are you doing?"

Bai Ze raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Master, Master Shishu is right! As a knife holder, you must dare to draw swords from everything, so Master, I am drawing swords from you!"

Ning Fan has a counter-blade in one hand and a thin knife in the other. A big knife on the back seems to be out of the sheath at any time,

His eyes became very sharp, as if he had completed a certain transformation.

"Draw a knife? Pull a knife to me?"

Bai Ze smiled.

Laughing gloomily.

He silently opened up his restrictions.

Under the pressure of heaven and earth, we must open the restriction.

If you don’t teach this disciple today, this disciple will probably ride on his head tomorrow...

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