Swire First Immortal

Chapter 43 Ten Scales!
in what order?
Senior Sister Zhao took the sword manual and stared at her signature!
snow white...

"Ah!" After she realized it, her mind immediately exploded.

clap clap clap!
She was ashamed and angry, first she hit Yunxiao's head three times with the sword manual, and then she was about to tear off the piece that she left her name on.

In the breeze, the pretty face of the beauty in the black dress was flushed, she bit her red lips tightly, and stared at Yun Xiao with both eyes, fluctuating with anger and doubting her life with shame.

The reading order of the five words under her jade finger will never go back to the way it was before!

When she thought of leaving such a name that could easily be misunderstood by future generations on the first sword manual of Qinghun, she was speechless until her spine tingled.

"Don't tear it up!" Yun Xiao quickly snatched the sword manual with quick eyes and hands.

"Yun Xiao, give it to me!" She gritted her lips and called the boy by his name for the first time.

"Senior Sister, this is an inheritance from our ancestors, so we can't tear it up." Yun Xiao said seriously.

"Bring it here!" She glared.

"If you don't tear it up, I'll return it to you." Yun Xiao put the sword manual behind him.

"You...you're mad at me too!" Senior Sister Zhao stared at the white-clothed boy, feeling a little helpless.

So naughty!

"Tear it or not?" Yun Xiao raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Stop tearing it up, it's annoying!" Senior Sister Zhao was a little annoyed, she sat on the cliff shaking her jade legs.

Not to mention, her angry look is a little cute.

"Senior Sister Zhao, don't worry, no one will think about it except me." Yun Xiao sat next to her and said honestly.

"Bring it."

Yun Xiao can only return the sword manual to her!

When handing over the book, he looked down again and couldn't help saying: "It's worthy of the name!"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Senior Sister Zhao took the sword manual and immediately slapped him on the head three times.

Seeing it from a distance, Cai Maomao was terrified, and secretly said: "I never thought that someone as handsome as Junior Brother Yun would have to be beaten like us! It must be because of his dull aptitude, which disappointed Senior Sister Zhao!"

Fortunately, Senior Sister Zhao no longer cared about leaving a name on the title page, and immediately turned to the next page, with a serious tone, and began to introduce the first sword of Qinghun to Yunxiao.

"Be serious! Read a book!" Senior Sister Zhao said.

"Yes!" Yun Xiao then shifted his gaze to the book.

It is indeed the first sword of the Yuheng class Qinghun!
It quickly caught his eye!

Flying swordsmanship: ten scales.

Hand sword technique: Qinglong Fenglie.

Yu Jianshu: Qingtianzhi.

"Is the swordsmanship of the immortal way, even the name is so elegant and supernatural?" Yun Xiao was intoxicated by it.

For example, so-and-so swordsmanship, so-and-so agility, it sounds much better.

Flying sword, dovetail flash, ten scales.

Holding the sword, flying cranes with green electricity, and strong wind with green dragons.

Yujian, Happy Tour, Qingtianzhi!
"Senior Sister Zhao, what is 'Ten Duan Lin'?" Yun Xiao decided to start with flying swordsmanship.

Flying sword, instant killing skill!

In order to get those five words out of her mind, Senior Sister Zhao hummed lightly, and then began to introduce to him: "Have you ever been in trouble?"

"I have fought. I am unique." Yun Xiao said.

"Ten scales, is to use the sword soul to float in the air, the sword enters the void, and there is a sound every time the sword rubs against the air, forming a light and shadow similar to fish scales, and at the same time there is a sword sound. Every time the sword soul can With the help of the aura in the air to change position, you can take advantage of the momentum and speed up, and your killing power will increase." Senior Sister Zhao said.

"One turn, it's one segment, ten rings, the flying sword speeds up, changes, and strengthens ten times, it's ten segments?" Yun Xiao asked.

"Yes!" Senior Sister Zhao nodded, "As the saying goes, ten rings of swords, the sea cracks and landslides, it is described as ten scales! If you can make ten rings of swords, one sword comes out, like ten fish flying into the air, one sword explodes , killing people in an instant!"

"understood!"

Yun Xiao nodded.

Ten stages of scales, a murderous sword!

From this description alone, it is better than the Dovetail Flash.

"Handling swordsmanship, Qinglong Fenglie." Yun Xiao moved his eyes down the sword manual.

"Junior Brother Yun, what is the attribute of your sword soul?" Zhao Xuanran asked.

"Does it matter?" Yun Xiao asked.

"Yes. If it has the attribute of thunder, the cultivation of Qingdian Feihe is more powerful. If it has the attribute of storm, Qinglong Fenglie will be stronger than others." Zhao Xuanran said.

In other words, Qinglong Fenglie is based on storms.

"My sword soul should have some wind attribute." Yun Xiao said.

"Okay!" Senior Sister Zhao nodded, "The green dragon is strong and strong, the sword is like a storm, and the sword is like a dragon. It opens and closes. It is the wind of the Qinghun Sword Pavilion. There are three styles. One is to ask the heart, the other is to ask the sky, and the third is to ask the heart. asked."

"Three questions in the world, the heart of the sword is clear, and it will live up to the world." Yun Xiao read out a line of small characters on the sword manual.

"The last one is Yujianshu, Qingtian Zhi." Zhao Xuanran said.

"What's so special?"

"The meaning of sword cultivation is to aim at the blue sky! If you practice free and easy travel, you play in the world and don't care about the world. But if you cultivate the ambition of the blue sky, you have the courage to reach the sky. A man's ambition is in the four directions. It's a demon!" Zhao Xuanran said in a high tone.

"Okay, Qingtian Zhi! Fly through the sky, aiming at the blue sky!"

Yun Xiao felt it.

Ten stages of scales!
Qinglong Fenglie!

Qingtianzhi!
These three sword skills can be said to be more in line with his current state of mind.

Not free and easy, but aiming for grandeur!
These three swords are all there.

Yuheng class!
Ye Tiance can't even practice this level of swordsmanship!
"I'll explain the details to you first, and then lead you to practice swordsmanship." Senior Sister Zhao was very serious, and continued to scroll down.

"Ah."

Yun Xiao glanced at her profile and nodded.

The breeze blows, the fragrance is tangy, and the long hair is sultry.

He sank into the way of the sword and started the genius sword training mode.

On the first day, he didn't move his sword!

Listen first, watch later!
While listening, the texture of the sword slowly accumulated in my heart.

When watching, the brain is already rehearsing!

Under the sun and the moonlight, in front of Yun Xiao, the woman in the black dress first killed ten scales with a flying sword, and then played Qinglong Fenglie with a sword in her palm!

The former is murderous, the latter is bold!

When a woman wields a sword, she can also be majestic and heroic. The sword can open and close, and move forward indomitably... It's refreshing!
In the evening wind, Senior Sister Zhao's sword was flying across the sky and the earth, Yun Xiao stepped on her sword, supported her thin waist, and listened to her explain the secrets of controlling the sword!
The black sword roared, rushed to the sky, flew over the clouds, and the blue sky embraced the moon!
Qingtianzhi!
Absolutely!

Late at night.

The two of them landed their swords and returned to the Haoran Palace.

Yun Xiao's mind is full of sword shadows and beautiful shadows.

And the five words on the title page.

"Senior Sister Zhao, you have worked hard." Yun Xiao cupped his hands, his eyes full of respect.

She worked really hard, explaining all day and rehearsing for him all day.

"It's not hard." Senior Sister Zhao said softly, "You take the sword manual and study it more at night."

"No, I've learned it all." Yun Xiao suddenly smiled.

"???"

Zhao Xuanran was taken aback!
"Don't be kidding, it's boring, you have never used a sword before." Senior Sister Zhao said.

Yun Xiao turned around and looked into the distance, pointing to a bluestone on the opposite mountain, and asked: "Senior sister, how high is your flying sword technique 'Ten Scale'?"

"I only practiced for one year, seven rings." Senior Sister Zhao said.

"Is it very powerful?" Yun Xiao asked with a smile.

"Anyway, he is better than my senior brothers and sisters. My father only rings three times at my age," Senior Sister Zhao said.Judging by her arrogant expression, she should be quite satisfied with herself.

"Then, can your flying sword hit the bluestone?" Yun Xiao asked.

Senior Sister Zhao glanced over there, shook her head and said, "No, it's a little far away."

"I can!" Yun Xiao said.

"You?" Senior Sister Zhao looked at him, "This distance, unless you can make ten sword strikes, you won't be able to reach it at all. I know you are talented, so I will start practicing tomorrow. With your swordsmanship talent, maybe you can finish it quickly in ten days. .”

Ten days!

She herself, dare not even think about it.

"Senior sister, what if I can?" Yun Xiao asked.

"Impossible!" Senior Sister Zhao said firmly.

"I'm a man, it's normal for the shooting range to be farther." Yun Xiao smiled lightly.

Senior Sister Zhao: "..."

She is also very emotional!

It must be disgusting for a greasy man to say such things in front of her.

But this kid has a good face!
Therefore, even if he speaks foul language, he always looks very dusty and ecstatic.

Absolutely!

"If you can crush that bluestone, I will..." Senior Sister Zhao gritted her teeth.

"What are you doing tonight?" Yun Xiao looked at her pretty face under the moonlight.

"What do you think?" Senior Sister Zhao lowered her head, her pretty face was drunk and her eyes were blurred.

There is a play!

Yun Xiao was refreshed.

"But what if you fail?" Without waiting for Yun Xiao to think, Senior Sister Zhao looked up at him with a bit of cunning in her eyes.

"Say it!" Yun Xiao said.

"32 spirit crystals, return them all to me!" She gritted her teeth.

Yun Xiao: "..."

I didn't expect that she would still miss the money!

"A money-greedy woman!" Yun Xiao secretly despised, "If Lanxing Chiyue could pull it, these spirit crystals would almost turn into dung..."

Even so, he still smiled and said: "Okay, the bet is established."

"Pull the hook!" Senior Sister Zhao stretched out her hand.

"Row!"

"Unbelief is a puppy, you know that?" Senior Sister Zhao reminded.

"you said."

Yun Xiao stretched out his hand, and the Zangtian Sword Soul emerged from his hand, being pinched between his fingers, the 22 Sword Gang's edge surged.

"Look!" Several Jiange disciples were also attracted.

They are excited.

But if they knew the content of the bet between Yun Xiao and Senior Sister Zhao, they would be even more excited.

"Alright!"

Yun Xiao's momentum sank.

When he fixed his eyes on the bluestone, his eyes turned cold, the bluestone seemed to have turned into a ghost in his eyes, and in his eyes, there was actually a murderous intent!
This chilling aura made everyone startled!
There is a murderous look!
There is a sword potential!
Being able to generate murderous aura against stones is exactly the embodiment of Yun Xiao's straight and extremely murderous aura.

He suddenly closed his eyes!
"Ten scales?"

Floating in water, spinning swords, shimmering fish scales, screaming swords, trails of swords...

Picture scrolls, vivid images, rotate in his heart.

It is true that Yun Xiao has never used a sword before!
However, listening to the formula and watching the rehearsal, he has already gone through this sword ten thousand times in his mind.

"Perhaps, this is called talent!"

True talent!
Not Dao Seed, nor Sword Soul.

Rather, everything is in the heart!
Although he closed his eyes, the bluestone didn't disappear, instead it became the only thing in his world!
Self, sword, bluestone!
In the world, there are only these three things left!

Ten stages of scales!
Sword intent arrives in an instant!

The flying sword in his hand shot out instantly.

Bo bo bo bo!
The cyan flying sword whirled in the air, bursting continuously, splashing out a wave of fish scales at a time, as if several water flowers bloomed in the air!
fast!
In an instant, the sword rang ten times!
boom!
The bluestone on the mountain exploded immediately!

Bang bang bang!
After the bluestone, there were several big trees in a further distance, and they fell down in response!
"Back!"

Yun Xiao gracefully withdrew his hand, and a cyan light flashed back, turning into a cyan lotus sword soul, which swirled in his hand like a blue light beast.

Dead!

"Ten tones! Is this ten scales?!" Cai Maomao widened his eyes and sat down on the ground.

He was dumbfounded.

During the day, he thought Yun Xiao was stupid, that's why he was beaten!
"Junior Brother Yun doesn't seem to have started formally practicing the sword manual yet?" Qin Tong was stunned.

Is this still human?

They looked at Yun Xiao first, and then all at Senior Sister Zhao!
I saw Senior Sister Zhao, her whole body froze, her eyes wide open, as if frozen in place, motionless.

(End of this chapter)