He had some expectations in his heart, and said, "Senior, can I practice without spiritual roots?"
"You don't have spiritual roots?" The black-robed man was stunned, he took a special look at the fire phoenix on Li Nianfan's body, and immediately denied it: "Impossible! Your bird is not like an ordinary bird, how could you not have spiritual roots? "
It seems that without spiritual roots, it is still useless.
Li Nianfan smiled wryly and said: "Senior, this junior just made friends with him by chance. In fact, this junior is just an ordinary person."
"Are you really just a mortal?" The black-robed old man fell into a stupor. He stared at Li Nianfan, and after confirming it again and again, he seemed to have been hit hard. He exclaimed in dismay, "You are really just a mortal! You are born Body, how can there be no spiritual roots? Heaven is jealous of talents, heaven is jealous of talents!"
He looked at Li Nianfan with an extremely complicated expression.
This is a natural body of Taoism. It fits very well with Taoism, and every move is as calm as clouds and wind, and it is favored by heaven. Once it is cultivated, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. If it is a sword practice, the comprehension of the way of swords will be very high, and a thousand miles a day .
However, there is really no spiritual power fluctuation in such a physique, which shows that he really has no spiritual roots!
Because even if the body of the heavenly law does not practice, its strength will increase a little bit.
Li Nianfan felt that it was necessary to correct him, and said, "Senior, Heaven's jealousy is not used in this way."
When he saw the carp in the lake floating on the water, spitting bubbles at himself, he immediately felt a little happy.
Bending down and waving his hands, he said, "Little carp, be careful next time, don't get caught so easily."
At this time, Lin Mufeng also landed on the control of the light, and smiled at Li Nianfan: "Mr. Li."
Li Nianfan cupped his hands, "Old Lin, I never thought we would meet again here."
Lin Mufeng was a little scared, and said: "Mr. Li, I actually came here with Shangxian, so I'm bothering you."
Li Nianfan invited with a smile: "Don't disturb, do you want to come up?"
He glanced at the man in black robe in surprise, but he didn't expect that this man was also a fairy.
Recently, the immortals have been really diligent.
"Why!"
The black-robed man let out a long sigh. After being hit, he seemed a little dispirited, and he didn't want to go to the ruins anymore, so he boarded the boat directly, with a desolate and lonely expression.
Lin Mufeng smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry for bothering you."
Li Nianfan was still a little nervous when the immortal boarded the ship, especially when he saw the man in black robe casually killing an immortal cultivator with a single sword strike, and it would be a lie to say that there is no panic.
He swung his oars and drifted down the lake.
However, to his surprise, the carp spirit actually followed the awning boat all the way, jumping out of the water from time to time, splashing layers of water.
Huofeng stared at the white carp, with a gleam in his eyes, and suddenly said: "It seems that the carp spirit likes to follow us, why don't I teach it?"
"It's a good thing!" Li Nianfan immediately lifted his spirits, and immediately said: "It can follow you to practice, that is a kind of good fortune! I think this can be possible!"
For this, of course he is in favor of it.
Huofeng really accepted this carp spirit, which means that her time in the mortal world will be longer, and this carp spirit is obviously simple-minded, probably moved by her hero for saving the fish, and wants to repay her kindness.
Once it learned skills from Phoenix, it became an indirect beneficiary.
This must be fought for!
Without any explanation, he directly put the bucket into the water, beckoned and said, "Little carp, come quickly."
The little carp seemed a little hesitant.
Li Nianfan quickly broke a few oranges and threw them into the water. Like a bad uncle, he said temptingly, "Do you want to try it? Do you like fruits? I have a lot of delicious ones here, I promise you will linger over them."
On the other side, Lin Mufeng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and finally calmed down his trembling heart.
The scene just now was a test of one's heart, but luckily it didn't cause a big mistake, otherwise
Lin Mufeng shivered again, not daring to think about it, it could make people cry.
He couldn't help but glanced at the man in the black robe who was still a little dazed, and couldn't help but rolled his eyes, ignorant people are fearless!
? Man in black robeChengfeng is a swordsman. "
Li Nianfan returned the salute, "Li Nianfan, mortal."
Xiao Chengfeng was a little nervous, and said: "Mr. Li, I was eager to accept apprentices just now, so please don't take it to heart."
Li Nianfan asked curiously: "With Xiao Lao's cultivation base, can't he still not receive disciples?"
"Accepting disciples is easy, but accepting one's mind is difficult." Xiao Chengfeng shook his head, "There are too few geniuses, even less geniuses in swordsmanship."
"I see." Li Nianfan nodded.
Xiao Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh slightly.
This is indeed a knot in his heart.
It has been more than 7,000 years, and I have not been able to advance an inch for more than 7,000 years. It seems that I have reached the peak of swordsmanship, and the front is full of confusion.
If this continues, he can only wait for the end to come. Therefore, he can't wait to find an inheritor.
Li Nianfan couldn't help but said: "Old Xiao, have you ever thought that you don't necessarily need a peerless genius to recruit disciples?"
Elder Xiao shook his head, "Obviously not. Talent is the most important thing in sword cultivation. How can a genius comprehend the way of swordsmanship?"
This old man is a bit extreme. If he wants to step into the road of cultivation, he really needs to rely on talent, but it is obviously wrong to rely too much on talent.
Li Nianfan's theoretical reserves are still very rich, especially for kendo, so he couldn't help but retort: ??"Old Xiao, I don't think the comprehension of kendo has anything to do with talent, and it has nothing to do with cultivation. A thousand people hold swords, and there are a thousand understandings of kendo. There are mortals who hold swords and dare to point them at immortals, and there are immortals who hold swords but flee before the battle. Swords are born from the heart, so why should we be restricted by talent?"
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