Chapter 4

"Han Xuan, you can clean the ancestral hall here in the future." Finish saying to drop an ancient book, also don't wait for Han Xuan reaction then disappear in his eyes.

"There's no mistake. I just left." Han Xuan was depressed for a long time and muttered.

"Well, let's see what daoxuan gave me first." Pick up the old book on the table.

Turn to the first page.

"Taiji Xuanqing Dao, I knew it would be this thing, and I didn't know if I could practice it." Han Xuan covered his head and said, "no matter, try it first."

"Ah." A slightly tender roar came from Han Xuan's mouth.

"It can be cultivated, and the aura of Taiji Xuanqing Taoism can be used to counteract chaos and bite heaven, and the chaos Qi can simulate Qingyun aura, which is really great."

"This is the beginning state of the chaotic heaven biting formula. It can simulate the jade pure state of Taiji Xuanqing Dao. This skill is too against heaven."

Taiji Xuanqing Dao is one of the top skills in the world of killing immortals. It's not as good as the entry level of chaotic heaven biting formula.

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"Younger martial brother, look at the beautiful jade I found for you. Are you satisfied?"

"Well, it's a perfect jade, but it needs to be carefully carved." Said a Taoist who was full of immortality.

This man was Wan Jianyi, who took charge of the ancestral hall of his ancestral master.

"No way." Suddenly daoxuan yelled.

Wan Jianyi frowned and asked, "what's the matter, master?"

"You see." Said to start waving in the air, a magic weapon like a mirror appears, the person in the mirror is Han Xuan.

"You see, it's only a few hours since he realized the first level of Taiji Xuanqing Dao, which is really incredible."

"What." Wan Jianyi also looked into the mirror

"I'm afraid the child will be better than the grandmaster Qingyun in the future. I don't think we should publicize it to the public. Genius often doesn't live long."

"Well, that's what I think. I'll trouble my younger martial brother to look after the child in the future."

"Yes, leader, I will teach you carefully." Ten thousand swords a promise to say.

Han Xuan is happy about his business when a shout comes from the door: "who is staying here?".

The voice seems to come from far away, but when Han Xuan turns around, people already appear in front of him.

"Han Xuan, disciple, came to clean the ancestral hall according to the leader's order."

"Oh, according to the leader's order, I don't allow outsiders to disturb me here. Go to the back mountain."

Han Xuan, after hearing Wan Jian's words, just wanted to turn around, and WAN Jian said again: "since the leader asked you to come to the ancestral hall, you must make some mistakes. You can't go to the back mountain to chop black bamboo."

"The pit is here."

An hour later.

The rhythmic sound of "bang bang" comes from the bamboo forest.

"It's really hard. It takes half an hour for me to cut off one of them with the power of my initial cultivation of the chaotic heaven eating formula." Han Xuan is the one who cuts bamboo in the bamboo forest, but he doesn't know that it takes several times as long for other disciples to cut black bamboo when they are on the first floor of yuqingjing.

"Forget it, I'd better continue to chop. It's good for me to control my strength."

Day after day, year after year.

In the twinkling of an eye, five years passed in a hurry.

"Ha." With this cry, a black bamboo broke.

Before the bamboo was broken, there was a man standing, with a white Taoist robe floating in the wind, a Blue Tiger Tattoo belt tied around his waist, a waterfall of ink hair dancing without wind, a pair of clear eyes with a trace of cold, and the cold back seemed to merge with the world.