Chapter 22

The high walled courtyard is full of sword shadows.

Yang Xuan stood alone in his yard, holding a longevity sword, constantly pulling out sword flowers. The wisps of spiritual power flowed through his body, and finally merged into the sword, bringing out bursts of light wind.

"This Shangqing resolution is really strange. I've been practicing for so long and I haven't got anything."

After returning home, Yang Xuan has been practicing his sword skills hard. He wants to become stronger. Since he was able to cultivate immortals, this idea has constantly urged him and made him dare not stop for a moment. However, the first sword he chose made him feel resistance.

One sword can change infinitely. This profound understanding is really a big challenge for him at present. In particular, he still needs to forget his moves when facing the enemy. How can we fight the enemy without even a few moves? At that critical moment, once you forget your moves, don't you have to be killed by life?

Yang Xuan was a little unpredictable. He stabbed the long sword in his hand, and a faint cyan competition appeared out of thin air. Finally, he hit some dilapidated courtyard walls and brought down a few white powder.

"No, since the book says so, it makes sense."

He whispered in his heart, looking at the small marks on the wall, he was dissatisfied. The power gap is too big.

"Forget the move..."

Yang Xuan's eyes closed slowly, and all kinds of thoughts in his brain were expelled by him. The immortal sword was held in his hand. At this time, a green light appeared faintly. The light is so faint that it is almost difficult to detect if you don't look carefully.

As soon as the blue light appeared, a magnificent momentum rushed away in all directions in an instant. The green plants in the courtyard were shaking violently under the impact of this momentum, and some flew out with flower pots and fell to the ground, with soil and porcelain pieces scattered.

At this time, Yang Xuan was completely immersed in the feeling of emptiness. He only felt that there was a sound of nature in his ears. He was comfortable and full of energy. An invisible force slowly gathered in his hand.

Suddenly, he moved.

No nervous preparation, no complicated actions. The right hand just waved gently, and the immortal sword cut down with a green light. It's another blue peak flying out. This training is the same as the previous one. It looks very light and light. It seems that it can be blown away in one breath.

The blue peak fell on the old wall, the same place again.

"Hiss!"

A slight sound came out. There was a palm long crack in the place where the horse fell, as if it had been pierced half by a very sharp weapon. The crack was extremely smooth and reflected the green trees behind the wall.

Yang Xuan's eyes opened, a little confused, as if he had just woke up. He twisted his neck and moved twice. He only felt great pain all over his body.

"What's going on?" Yang Xuan frowned slightly, confused. He only remembered that he had just relaxed his whole body and cleared all the thoughts in his mind. Later, his hands seemed to gather great power in a trance, and his whole person fell into the ocean of aura

"Immortal sword!"

Yang Xuan was surprised and quickly raised his right hand to look at the past. There is still a little light on the body of Changsheng sword, which is very strange. The aura around is converging here, but it's very slow and hard to feel.

Yang Xuan stared at Changsheng sword for a long time and thought silently in his heart.

The feeling around him just now was very strange, a bit like the "selflessness" mentioned in the Shangqing resolution. At that moment, he had completely forgotten the existence of moves. However, there was still some deviation, because the feeling just now was too much, not to mention the moves. He even forgot himself.

At that time, he seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth, and the immortal sword in his hand was the leading.

"Father's sword..."

Yang Xuan stared at the long sword in his hand and looked dignified.

According to my uncle, my father was an immortal genius. As my father's sword, this immortal sword must not be simple.

Thinking of this, he immediately raised his head and looked ahead.

On the gray wall, there was already a gap, shining the green behind. Yang Xuan stepped forward two steps and put his left index finger on the gap. He was more and more shocked. Such a smooth section is definitely not what he can make in today's state.

The heart is meditating, at this time, a loud noise suddenly came through from one side.

"Touch!"

The gate of the yard was violently kicked open and several young people came in. They looked the same as Yang Xuan's age, but they were very proud with their heads high and their nostrils facing the sky.

Yang Xuan's eyes looked over with a trace of doubt. These are the children of the family. They belong to the kind with a little talent but not very conspicuous. In the past, I always ignored him, because I haven't even seen the reason why he has been staying in this yard.

It is reasonable to say that he should have nothing to do with these family children. He has no friendship or hatred. How can he come to the door now?

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan straightened his clothes and immediately walked over. He was about to ask, but the other party was the first to speak.

Standing in the front is a young man who looks a little mature. If Yang Xuan remembers correctly, he seems to be older than Yang Xiao. He has seen it once before, called Yang Shi.

"Yang Xuan, I heard you've been treated well recently."

The boy made a sound, his tone was very plain, but his face was full of mockery. At this time, several teenagers behind him also came up and looked at the small courtyard with great interest.

"That's not true. The patriarch has favored him recently."

"Hey, hey, I also heard that Miss Yu is very close to him."

"Tut Tut, the salted fish turned over!"

Several people sang and answered, but there was something strange in their words.

Yang Xuan tilted his head and looked at the appearance of these brothers. He was very confused. He immediately returned to: "you brothers have bothered, and my little brother is just lucky."

"Brother? Who is your brother? Do you deserve it?"

As soon as this remark came out, several people who were still talking and laughing suddenly frowned, especially Yang Shi, who was the head, showed an expression of disgust on his face, glanced at Yang Xuan, sneered and said, "don't have a relationship with us, waste like you, you'd better have a little self-knowledge!"

Yang Xuan frowned imperceptibly.

He doesn't know what these people mean or what they are doing, but he still knows the meaning of the word waste. Even if you have a good temper and are scolded so directly, you can't tolerate it.

"Brothers, the courtyard is cold and thin, so don't stay long."