Marvel World Traveler

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Looking at the long sword that was not made by human means, not only Ye Zhiqiu and the young monk Shifang's eyes shone, but even the eyes of the old monk Baiyun Zen Master flashed a look of surprise. ⊥,

Although there is a big difference in the practice methods of Buddhism and Taoism, there is no difference in vision.

"Taoist Priest, you mean to give me this sword?" Ye Zhiqiu asked, resisting the urge to rush forward and take the sword into his hand.

"Not only this sword, I will also teach you the corresponding techniques of sacrifice and use. What do you think, do you want to agree?" Liu Ruian looked at the other party and said seductively with a smile.

Just when Ye Zhiqiu subconsciously wanted to agree, the old monk Baiyun Zen Master suddenly said a Buddha's name:

"Amitabha! If you are a Taoist priest, you should voluntarily end the cause and effect. Why do you need to use this method?"

Ye Zhiqiu, who had words coming to his lips, was immediately awakened by the sound of the Buddha's name, but he was still a little confused for a moment.

"Haha..." Unsurprisingly, the other party saw what he was doing in private. Liu Ruian said with a smile:

"Don't be surprised, Master. Greedy Tao also has other ideas."

"It's me who is troublesome." Zen Master Baiyun, who heard something, immediately put his hands together and saluted.

"Isn't this his chance?" Looking at Ye Zhiqiu, who still looked confused, Liu Ruian said with a smile.

"Taoist Master, what are the two remaining options?" Shifang, who vaguely seemed to understand something, suddenly asked over and over again.

"If Ye Zhiqiu is not willing to choose this sword, I can teach him a sword skill." Liu Ruian didn't mind this.He replied with a smile.

"Ah?" Shifang, who originally thought there would be a better choice, looked very disappointed.

Liu Ruian felt the same emotion from Ye Zhiqiu's eyes.Then reach out a little again.

The soul-cutting sword that had been standing on the ground instantly turned into a sword light that was only an inch long, and the five characters "Lingfei Sword Shadow Book" were written in the air.He also answered:

"Haha... this swordsmanship is the secret method of the Southern Sword Immortal's Hinayana Talisman Ceremony to refine flying swords."

"Although it is far inferior to the real skill of sword control, it is enough to give Ye Zhiqiu the ability to defend himself against enemies."

Instead of just being surprised by the five words emitting a faint golden light in the air, the old monk Baiyun Zen Master was more concerned about the "penmanship" of writing these five words.

When it comes to the art of controlling weapons, Zen Master Baiyun, who has a high level of cultivation, will naturally not understand it.

But if he wanted to control the sword light to write and write words in elegant fonts, the old monk had to admit that even if he could do it, he would not be as easy as someone else.

"Taoist Master, what's the difference between this Lingfei Sword film score and the method you said before that you can teach me along with the sword?" He was shocked one after another.Ye Zhiqiu, who finally recovered, asked quickly.

"That method is specially used for soul-sacrifice and soul-slaying. Although it is not impossible to use other flying swords, it is not easy to use." Liu Ruian shook his head and answered:

"The Flying Spirit Sword Shadow Book is different. It is said to be a swordsmanship, but it actually includes four aspects: material selection, refining, sacrifice, and application."

"In other words, with this set of sword manuals, you can completely refine the flying sword by yourself. And maximize its power."

"Of course, the premise is that you collect enough good materials and your own cultivation level is high enough."

Although the end of this sentence clearly stated the shortcomings of the Lingfei Sword Manual, Ye Zhiqiu could still understand how valuable this set of sword manuals was.

Don't look at the soul-cutting sword from before. It's really good.But in terms of value alone, the Ling Fei Sword movie is much higher than the former.

After all, no matter how good the sword is, it can be lost.

But if you can refine it yourself.Even if the power is smaller, the meaning is completely different.

"What about the third option?" Ye Zhiqiu suppressed his thoughts.It was not clear that the value of the later choices was higher, so he asked immediately.

"The third option. I will keep you with me for a year and teach you some methods of cultivation." Liu Ruian, who was not surprised by the other party's question, continued to answer:

"This process will be very hard, and at the same time, how much you can learn in the end depends entirely on you."

As soon as these words came out, the three people present had different reactions.

A hint of understanding flashed in the eyes of the old monk Bai Qu. In his opinion, the previous two choices and the spell that tempted people to agree to the first condition were just tests. Someone's real purpose is still Take on a disciple.

The silly little monk Shifang was simply happy for Ye Zhiqiu.

After all, with the strength shown by Liu Ruian, he can definitely be regarded as an expert.

Having such a master is not something that just anyone is qualified to enjoy.

As for Ye Zhiqiu, he was naturally delighted.

"I choose the third one!" Ye Zhiqiu, who knew very well the difference between these three choices, said decisively.

Liu Ruian, who had long expected what the other party would say, reminded him sternly:

"Let me reiterate, being my disciple is very difficult, and you will also be a registered disciple in the beginning."

"If you fail to meet my requirements within one year, then our title of master and apprentice will automatically be invalidated."

"And you may not be able to learn anything useful in this year."

"Even if there are some gains, they may not be as good as the soul-killing and Lingfei Sword movies. You have to think about it!"

Faced with such a reminder, it would be pure nonsense for Ye Zhiqiu to say that he had no hesitation.

But after struggling for a while, he finally looked determined and said:

"I still choose the third one!"

"Forget it, since you have made your choice, then come over and serve the master."

As Liu Ruian's words fell, the handwriting in the air, the sword light as agile as a swimming fish, and even the short table in front of Ye Zhiqiu disappeared together.

Seeing that there were still many delicious things that were gone before he could taste them, Ye Zhiqiu was lying if he said he wasn't heartbroken.

Fortunately, compared to all that food, he had just become a disciple of a real master, which was enough to make him overjoyed.

"Congratulations to the Taoist Priest for accepting a disciple. I have nothing to offer, so I would like to express my congratulations by giving you a magic weapon. Please accept it."

While the old monk Baiyun was talking, he took out an octagonal magical instrument with Buddhist mantras engraved on it.

"Master, you're welcome. Taoism is mysterious and Buddhism is microscopic. It is also an opportunity for a bad disciple to receive a treasure from the master."

Liu Ruian, who smiled and said politely, then straightened his face and said:

"Zhiqiu, why don't you go and thank the master quickly? What are you doing there?"

"Oh." Ye Zhiqiu, who had not entered the role for a while, hurriedly stepped forward and bowed honestly, and then put away the Buddhist magical artifact that did not look very good.

"Master, I observe that your disciple has deep roots of wisdom, but he has experienced a calamity recently."

Liu Ruian, who was not disrespectful but also had other thoughts, looked at the young monk Shifang who had finally eaten. After speaking seriously, he stretched out his hand to scratch the air in front of him.

The next moment, a jade gourd the size of an adult's hand appeared in his hand.

"This is a demon refining pot that the poor Taoist randomly refined in his spare time. It can provide some self-defense if the disciple keeps it with him."

As Liu Ruian gently shook his hand, the jade gourd with light golden talismans engraved on its surface drew an arc in the air, and then fell into Shifang's arms.

"master!"

Shifang, who subconsciously took the gourd into his hand, fell in love with this exquisite Taoist instrument at a glance.

It was just that he was given a primary education and left there, and he could only look at his master helplessly with a pitiful look of expectation on his face.

"Look at what you are doing for me, why don't you thank Taoist Master quickly." Zen Master Baiyun glanced at his disciple and said.

"Thank you Taoist Priest for the treasure, but how do you use this demon refining gourd?" Shifang's face instantly burst into smiles, and he saluted quickly.

"It's just a small thing, no need to thank you." Liu Ruian waved his hand, and after speaking, he shot a golden light into the center of the opponent's eyebrows.

Shifang, who was holding the sapphire gourd, was stunned on the spot. It took him enough time to make a cup of tea before he let out a long breath, but he couldn't hide the look of joy on his face.

Just kidding, just now the little monk just thought that the gourd was pretty and the name was very powerful.

But after accepting the information in the golden light, I realized that this magic weapon was far from being as simple as someone said. (To be continued...)