Under a barren cliff, the waterfall hanging from the cliff has dried up, and apricot-yellow Taoist robe sat upright by the pool of the waterfall.

On a stone in front of Tan Xiao, there was a piece of rice paper, and a wolf-stained pen with full ink was grabbed by Tan Xiao. On the rice paper, Tan Xiao seemed to be carefully and carefully describing something.

At this time, when you approach Tan Xiao, you can clearly see that on the rice paper, Tan Xiao was drawn with wolf brushes, but it was a flying sword.

It’s just a pity that Tan Xiao doesn’t seem to be proficient in painting skills. The wolf brush in his hand is wielding, and the flying sword he draws is extremely ugly.

"Haha, this flying sword has finally been drawn."

Looking at the ugly flying sword he drew on the rice paper in front of him, Cha Xiao not only did not feel ashamed, but seemed to be very proud of his "masterpiece".

While speaking, he put the wolf pen in his hand aside, Tan Xiao and picked up the rice paper with both hands, and signaled to show the other three or two people beside him.

At this moment, in addition to chatting and laughing, there were two people sitting next to the pool.

A young man wearing a blue Taoist robe and wearing a monk's hair bun, looks like he is only in his twenties.

Another was wearing the official uniform of a military general in the court, with a mustache, a middle-aged appearance, a smart expression, a full temple, and a magnificent spirit!

At this moment, the two people sat opposite Tan Xiao, which was surprising. The young Taoist priest looked at the general opposite and was filled with contempt and disdain.

This young Taoist priest is Zhiqiu Yiye. This middle-aged man in court uniform is the father of Fu Qingfeng, who is the former Minister of War, Fu Tianchou, and Zuo Qianhu, the most powerful martial arts master in the court!

Zhiqiu Yiye chases the Ghost King, and meets Zuo Qianhu on the way. Zuo Qianhu mistakenly thinks that Zhiqiu Yiye blocks the road and robs people. The two sides fight fiercely, and these seem to be no different from the original plot.

But then, it was completely different from the original plot. Talk and laugh and intervene to stop them, defeated them both, and then forced them to come here to see me sitting by the pool and dip my wolves ink and draw a flying sword.

"Zhiqiu, look, how is my flying sword drawn? Does it have a bit of the taste and character of the Shushan Fairy Sword?"

Holding the "flying sword" he drew in his hand, he asked Zhiqiu Yiyi with a smile and a passionate expression.

Hearing the words of laughter, Zhiqiu Yiye subconsciously leaned forward and looked forward. When he saw the crooked flying sword, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Zhiqiu Yiye burst out with a slight sound.

"Hahahaha, what you are drawing is a flying sword?! I thought you were drawing a snake! I thought my painting was ugly enough. If I haven't arrived, you are even ugly than what I painted! This is a distorted and more charming Shushan Fairy Sword?! Hahaha!"

While looking at the ink strokes on Tan Xiao’s hand, Zhiqiu smiled. As he smiled, he seemed to be about to laugh out loud.

"A child cannot be taught."

Looking at Zhiqiu Yiye laughing, he seemed a little angry, and said coldly, shook his head.

Then, holding the words in his hand, Cha Xiao asked Zuo Qianhu again,

"Zhiqiu is not aware of this monk. Qianhu, you have rich experience. How about the flying sword I drew?"

"Since that's the case, I'm welcome."

Seeing Tan Xiao handing over the rice paper, Zuo Qianhu was slightly stunned, then he said politely, and then took the rice paper.

As a result, after the rice paper, he just took a look at the first time and looked at the distorted "flying sword" on the rice paper. Zuo Qianhu was also stunned for a moment, with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

"this"

"Please look carefully for Qianhu."

Zuo Qianhu didn't finish speaking, Tan Xiao smiled and said so again.

Hearing the words of laughter, Zuo Qianhu wandered a little, then held the rice paper in his hand and looked carefully. When these eyes came up, it seemed that they had finally seen something. Zuo Qianhu's eyes suddenly widened!!

"This sword!! What a flying sword!!"

After the two things, it seemed to come from the heart. Zuo Qianhu suddenly exclaimed!!

"What?! You really saw the flying sword?!!"

Hearing Zuo Qianhu's as if he was heartbroken, Zhiqiu Yiye's heart moved, and a suspicious expression on his face also came up, as if he wanted to take a look again.

But unfortunately, when he saw these two eyes, he still seemed to be the distorted "flying sword" and there was no surprise in the rest.

"You are not good at sword skills and are not good at flying swords and sword control. You can naturally not see the way of flying swords. On the contrary, although Zuo Qianhu does not understand the method, he naturally understands the principles of swords when practicing martial arts every day. Although the way of flying swords and swords is beyond ordinary swordsmanship, it is also based on this. The two naturally have a common truth."

Looking at Zhiqiu Yiye who seemed to want to tell him hard, but could not see anything, Tan Xiao smiled and explained like this.

"Tsk, what! It's amazing to know how to control swords!! My Kunlun Sect also has powerful swordsmanship, but I haven't had time to learn them yet. This time I will definitely choose a powerful swordsmanship to learn them!"

His face turned slightly red, but then Zhiqiu Yiye made an expression of no concern or no concern.

"Haha, if that's the case, then I look forward to your great success in sword control. Then I can ask you to practice sword skills."

Looking at Zhiqiu Yiye, Tan Xiao looked at him with a smile on his face, with an inexplicable tone, then turned his head and looked at Zuo Qianhu again,

"Qianhu, look at my flying sword as sharp, then can I use this flying sword to subdue the great demon who harms the people of the world and save the fate of the people of the world?!"

Inexplicably, Tan Xiao suddenly asked this question with a serious expression and tone.

"This?! The mage's words are unfathomable, please forgive me for not understanding it."

Looking at Tan Xiao's tone and expression suddenly became solemn, Zuo Qianhu was stunned for a moment, but it was a bit like a monk Erzhang was confused.

"Haha, Qianhu doesn't understand it's okay, soon Qianhu will understand."

Inexplicably, with a little unfathomable smell, Tan Xiao said to Zuo Qianhu. After that, Tan Xiao took back the rice paper with one hand, and then suddenly brushed the rice paper with the other hand gently.

At this moment, with the movement of chatting and laughing, it was incredible that the distorted flying sword on the rice paper suddenly trembled suddenly. Although the flying sword outlined by the black ink was moving more and more, the amazing sword energy soared into the sky. Then, on the rice paper, a black flying sword soared into the sky and headed straight to the northwest!

"The grass talisman sword outlines the painting of ink flying swords, borrowed the Shushan Dao Ten Thousand Swords to return to the sect, and swung thousands of miles away from his hand. With this sword, he killed the demons and helped the people!" (To be continued...)
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