The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

The old man sweeping the floor remained silent, Zhao Qiu said again: "Although Puzhi can't do something, he hopes someone can do it. Sure enough, he is the murderer."

The old man sweeping the floor sighed, and finally said: "Whether Puzhi is the murderer or not, I don't know, you need to find the answer yourself. But if you come to me today, what doubts do you want me to solve for you?"

For Puzhi, perhaps a long time ago, they were very good friends.

But time has changed, and he is just an old man sweeping the floor.

He didn't want to care about these things.

Zhao Qiu said with a smile: "I got the Dragon Slaying Sword for the first time, and there are still some things I don't understand. In addition, I practice the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao, and there are many things..."

After all, he has only practiced Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao for only three years.

This old man who sweeps the floor has practiced closed-door exercises for at least a hundred years.

The old man sweeping the ground let out a few long whistles, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly. Zhao Qiu took off the Dragon Slaying Sword and handed it to him.

The sweeping old man grasped the dragon-slaying sword. It was a pair of haggard and old palms. He didn't know how many winds and frosts he had experienced. When he touched the hard and cold hilt again, he clenched it tightly.

Zhao Qiu watched his slow movements and remained motionless.

"Chuck..."

Suddenly, the originally dim Dragon Slaying Sword suddenly burst into green light, and the blooming light seemed to be like the scorching sun in the sky, too dazzling to look directly at.

The old man sweeping the floor slowly swung the dragon-slaying sword horizontally, the dragon-slaying sword seemed to be trembling with excitement, the dragon chant kept going, and the soul-stirring sound echoed up to the nine heavens.

He stood up straight, and slowly placed Bimang Dasheng's Dragon Slaying Sword in front of him.

Zhanlongjian seemed to have a sudden spiritual excitement, as if it had come alive.

This dragon-slaying sword, in the old man's hand, emitted an unparalleled brilliance, and the withered old man, after holding the divine sword, seemed to have changed his appearance, and the invisible aura spread violently. , as if the legendary ancient sword god.

In an instant, a surging green light surged out.

Suddenly, the old man said: "This dragon-slaying sword is made of green crystals from the extremely bitter place in the southern border for thousands of years. It can kill countless demons. If you want to use this sword, you must go forward without hesitation. Attacking is the first. You must be determined to kill all the powerful enemies, otherwise you cannot use their supernatural power. You should keep it in mind!

As for all the moves, I don't need to use them anymore, you have a very high aptitude and comprehension, you can comprehend them yourself! "

After finishing speaking, the old man who swept the floor shook his head slightly, as if he was sighing something, then took a deep look at the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, and threw him to Zhao Qiu.

"I'm getting old, I don't want to use this dragon-slaying sword anymore!" The old man sweeping the floor sighed.

It seems that he has too many things on his mind.

Zhao Qiu immediately bowed and saluted, just now he saw the old man wielding his sword, so he probably knew how to use it.

There is no need to use the rest of the moves.

The old man sweeping the floor has a sword in his hand, but there is nothing else but the sword.

Only when there are tens of thousands of people going forward, and with an indomitable momentum, can you be truly invincible.

The old sweeper had already picked up his broom and returned to the ancestor's ancestral hall.

……

For the next two years, Zhao Qiu lived in the ancestral hall of the patriarch.

He stayed in the hut next to the ancestor's ancestral hall and practiced day and night.

But if you don't understand, ask the old man who sweeps the floor.

The old sweeper also answered everything.

Because, in the eyes of the sweeping old man, this young man is quite similar to himself, and he is far better than himself by a few points.