Heaven, go to the book bag.
Xuanshang Jun taught the instructions, obviously tasted the sweetness. So Jun Shang quickly sorted out a few sword formulas, and said: "Next, I will teach you a few sword formulas, and you can use them in conjunction with basic spells."
The teenagers looked surprised and called out their swords one after another. Ye Tan frowned, she didn't have a sword, only a beauty stab. This magic weapon is very different from a sword.
However, Xuanshang Jun seemed to have expected it a long time ago. Before Ye Tan could ask, he had already drawn out his sword and handed it to her. The other teenagers didn't pay much attention to it, and everyone was still delighted by the sword formula that Xuan Shangjun was about to teach. Bu Qingci's eyes turned between Xuanshang Jun and Ye Tan.
Ye Tan held Xuanshangjun's sword in his hand. This sword is as clear as the moon, and it is slightly warm in the hand. It is a good sword.
But Xuanshang Jun broke off a branch of crape myrtle and used it as a sword for teaching. His white clothes are like snow, his shoulders are wide and his waist is narrow, flowers and branches break through the wind in his hands, and every move is as smooth as the flowing wind returning to the snow. The teenagers couldn't help holding their breath, and the petals in front of them fluttered down, like chaotic snow and flying red.
And under the flower tree, Xuan Shangjun is a painting that cannot be increased or decreased. Every page is the elegance stored in the dream.
A picky person like Ye Tan couldn't help but be dazed for a moment. She has seen a lot in her life. But when it comes to beauty, maybe no matter how many years later, I will still think of this moment.
Mr. Xuanshang demonstrated a set of sword moves. He was indifferent to the amazement and obsession of the young people around him. He just glanced at the person standing under the flower tree from the corner of his eye. Seeing that Ye Tan's gaze was also on him, he suddenly felt beautiful, threw away the flower branch, and motioned the teenagers to follow the drill.
Sure enough, the sword formula is much more complicated than the finger formula. No matter how clever Ye Tan is, he can only study it slowly. But this time her posture, there are many things that can be corrected.
Xuan Shangjun was secretly happy in his heart, but his face was still calm. He quickly corrected the mistakes of the other teenagers, tried his best to slow down, and pretended to come behind Ye Tan casually.
Ye Tan's previous sword tactics were all taught by Di Lanjue. Di Lanjue was always playful, so it was impossible for her to give her serious advice. She was frowning and thinking, suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around her waist behind her. Ye Tan was slightly stunned, and felt a burst of sweet breath rushing behind her ears, leaving a soft vapor in her earlobe.
She held Xuanshangjun's sword in her right hand, and Xuanshangjun held her hand. The clear light of the sword swept across the lingering fresh air of the Tiangong, and chopped the Lili Xiaguang into colorful light and shadows.
Ye Tan's wrist followed his guidance, and some things that he couldn't figure out suddenly became clear. The friction of her body made her turn her head involuntarily. But Mr. Xuanshang was too close, the tip of her nose brushed against his chin, she hurriedly turned her head back, but Mr. Xuanshang was bewitched by the beauty, and for a moment, he forgot the rest of the sword pose.
... He froze in place, and Yetan noticed it. She pulled out her hand, feeling a little uncomfortable immediately, and said, "Well... I'd better practice by myself."
—Is this old man taking advantage of me? Ye Tan was alert and wanted to stay away from him even more. Xuanshang Jun had no choice but to let go of her hand, but for a while, he didn't know what to say.
Fortunately, at this moment, a voice suddenly shouted: "Pipi shrimp?"
When Ye Tan turned his head, he saw Master Qiankun. He was still wearing a Taoist robe, holding a dust whisk in his hand, with a fairy air.
"Tianzun!" Ye Tan felt relieved, and rushed in front of him, wanting to crash into his arms.
Master Qiankun patted her head lovingly, and said, "It's been a few days since you came back, why don't you come to Xuanhuang Realm to play?"
Ye Tan immediately began to complain: "I have only been back for a day, and I was notified to go to the school to study!" She had a miserable face, "If you accept me as a disciple, will I not come here to go to school? gone?"
She has only taught a class for one day, and she is thinking of betraying the teacher! Xuanshang Jun said in a deep voice, "Don't be rude."
Master Qiankun smiled all over his face: "Anyway, it's time for school, how about the princess to follow the poor Taoist into the Xuanhuang Realm, and the poor Taoist himself give advice?"
Ye Tan couldn't understand what he meant—three missing one, right? She immediately said: "That's exactly what I mean!"
Master Qiankun took her cheerfully and planned to leave. Lord Xuanshang looked at the two of them and said quietly, "Since Tianzun has such a good mood, I will also go to Xuanhuang Realm to listen to Tianzun's teachings, how about it?"
He thought he said this sincerely, but Fazu Qiankun and Ye Tanrushuang beat the eggplant, and his smile disappeared instantly.
"This, this is not good..." Ye Tan bit the bullet and said, "Shouldn't your lord be very busy..."
Lord Xuanshang led the way and said, "No problem, please."
threaten! A blatant threat! Master Qiankun looked serious, and said: "Pindao suddenly remembered that there is still a furnace of pills that has not yet been formed. I am afraid that I have no time to teach the princess today. Let's talk about it next time."
He wanted to run away, but Ye Tan grabbed his sleeve, shook his head vigorously, and mouthed: "I'm going!"
Fazu quickly pulled her hand away, and whispered: "Don't implicate your ancestor!"
Fazu Qiankun walked very fast, just like when he came.
Ye Tan was anxious and angry, stomped, and turned to look at Mr. Xuanshang. When Xuanshang saw the ancestor of Qiankun leaving, he was in the middle of his heart. He looked back at Yetan and said, "I didn't practice the sword art well today. Come to the Chuihong Hall to make up lessons tonight."
Could it be that he was bewitched today? Yetan was afraid, and of course he was even more unwilling to go, so he couldn't help saying: "I've only studied for a short while, so of course it's not good! Besides, they are no better than me!"
When the other teenagers heard the words, they immediately looked forward to it—it would be a great honor if they could go to Chuihong Hall to make up lessons.
It should be known that the fourteen disciples of the king now, except for the youngest Bi Qiong, all of them hold important positions. There is no doubt that these will be the mainstay of the Protoss in the future. Xuanshang Jun glanced at everyone, and said: "Today's class is here, and it's all gone."
The teenagers were disappointed, but they still gave him a deep salute, and left with their companions.
Bu Qingci pulled Bi Qiong, and took another deep look at Ye Tan before leaving.