"Brother, do you think Elder Yan created the Jianfeng this day?" Wang Mu hitched a heart.
"Yes," Su Yudao said, "Many years ago, when I first joined the Sect, the master often boasted about the strength of Jianfeng the day before yesterday. That was the first time that the Seven Peaks were inherited from Elder Yan, and later after Elder Yan concentrated on practicing, they didn’t take care of Tianjianfeng. Her old man’s house often closed."
"Once closed, it is often decades and sometimes hundreds of years."
"Our Jianfeng is slowly declining, and her old man’s house is the strongest sword Sect. Naturally, she has no heart to take care of Jianfeng."
"It’s even more impossible to give directions to our brothers sometimes."
"Speaking of which, I can see Elder Yan because of your younger brother." Suyu sighed, "I have never seen Elder Yan before. Later, after she failed to return to Zongmen in Du Jie, I don’t know if I remembered that I was the only younger brother of Jianfeng."
"Then call me over and let me pay more attention to you when I experience the mountain."
"…" Wang Mu.
It’s good to think of the sudden changes in the first few peaks
Wang Muke confirmed that this must be Yan Light Wu’s inspiration.
Wang Mu, a sword crane, is somewhat absent-minded
He doesn’t want to be too exposed to Yan light Wu. The more contact he has, the easier it is to see the problem.
If you are really in a hurry, Yan Qingwu and others will repair some heterodox spells, magical powers and soul searching skills … even if you can see through your underwear.
Of course, Yan Qingwu’s personality is unlikely to move those more sinister spells.
The sword crane’s wings are swaying through the clouds. Sitting on the sword crane, I can see the sunset of the mountains and seas, and the peaks are like clouds in the clouds.
It’s a beautiful scenery of Xianjia, but Wang Mu enjoys it at leisure.
"Teacher younger brother, we are very powerful in Jianfeng."
Allen looked at Wang Mu in a bad mood and suddenly recalled what the master said when he entered the Sect. "Really! In the history of sword sect, our heavenly sword clan inherited the vein of Elder Yan. Do you think about Elder Yan and other peerless sword immortals? Can she have a bad pulse? "
"Of course not!"
Allen said cheerfully to cheer up the new junior teacher younger brother.
"So now?" Wang Mu asked.
"It’s mainly because our sword-cultivating tactic is quite special." Su Yudao "It’s not true that you talk big. I think even if Yu Jianfeng’s sword-cultivating tactic adds up, it may not be as difficult as our pulse."
"Now, even the first master has learned three or four points, but even so, my master can stand side by side with Yu Liufeng!"
Speaking of this, Allen’s face finally appeared a layer of pride.
"I’m a pulse major in friendship nine sword tactic, this sword tactic a total of nine types of understanding a point can become a sword fairy! You can defeat several mediocrities with only one move. If you can understand two points, you can be brilliant in Tianzhou Sect! Understand three points and several opponents in the same realm. "
"…" Wang Mu.
"This is the sword tactic that Elder Yan created in those days, and it was only after her subsequent improvement that I became the sword tactic that Jianfeng majored in." Allen had a glorious face. "You can imagine how strong this sword tactic is? How difficult is it to learn? "
"It’s a pity that this sword tactic is too difficult for people to give directions."
Su Yu looked ashamed. "I learned to understand the first style for three years."