The two returned to the house, and Taozi said with a smile, "Old monk, teach Jiayi how to practice martial arts. You will benefit from it. If you are lazy, hey, then my ax has not been opened yet."

When people with strength talk, they basically all agree. Taozi said that the ax has not been opened, which means the ax has not killed anyone yet.

The Blood Knife Ancestor didn't hear much else, but the word "benefits" was indeed tempting enough. That young man might be an immortal. Who had ever seen a house growing out of the ground out of thin air?

"What's that benefit?"

"Don't push yourself too hard, work hard, Jiayi, how did he teach you?"

"No problems have been found yet."

Taozi couldn't help but nodded.

Shui Sheng, who was sitting on the back, was not happy and immediately shouted to Tao Zi, "Sister, the ancestor of Blood Knife is a bad guy. You should kill him quickly to prevent him from harming the world."

Taozi was stunned for a moment and then laughed and said, "You little girl is so funny. Whether he harms Jianghu or not is none of my business. You should stay calm. In this world of ice and snow, you will die if you go out."

One day later.

"Damn it, I've been in the world for so many years, it's amazing how you learned so fast." The Blood Knife Ancestor looked at Jiayi as if he had seen a ghost.

In one day, only one day, even though it was an ordinary sword skill, she learned it so easily.

"How do you usually practice?"

"10,000 chops a day."

The Blood Knife Ancestor turned to look at Tao Zi again.

"Don't look at me, I only need 5,000 strokes."

Damn, two little monsters.

In one day, Yang Xuan had already figured out the technique, and polished many parts to perfection. However, the entire martial arts secret book was like a child's scribbling manuscript, making it unbearable to look at.

Coming downstairs, Yang Xuan handed the secret book to Jiayi, "Practice and try it first. If you don't understand, ask me."

"Brother Xuan, do you have a name?"

"Sword Jue? Oh, it doesn't matter. It's hard for me to choose a name. I'll name it Xiaobai."

After Yang Xuan settled the matter, he could finally calm down and repair the space passage. Damn it, if it is not repaired, I don't know when I will be able to go back. In this world, I only need the blood sword technique, but...

...

"Are you Di Yun?"

Di Yun, who was meditating on the side, was stunned.

Saying "How do you know me?"

"Haha, Tiesuo Hengjiang, Qi Changfa's apprentice, is really weird..."

Di Yun stood up unconsciously. Facing such a strong man, his body became instinctive.

"Senior, what's so strange about you?"

Yang Xuan pointed at the Blood Sword Ancestor, "You look at the old monk, he is born with a bad look. His disciples have few good deeds, but your master is not a good person. How can you teach a disciple to be so upright, and still survive after being wronged?"

So honest."

"Nonsense, don't speak ill of my master."

"Little brat, what do you know? Show me your Divine Photo Skill."

"I, I don't have the Divine Light Skill!" Di Yun's eyes instantly dodge.

"Stop lying, your acting skills are too bad. Come and bring it to me quickly to see what the secrets of Shen Zhao Gong, which is known as the best skill in the world, are."

"No, I promise Brother Ding that I will not teach people with evil intentions."

"Pfft~~~Hahahahahahaha." Taozi on the side couldn't help laughing.

Yang Xuan's face darkened, "Taozi will add another 1,000 chops today."

........Extreme joy brings sorrow.

"Di Yun, don't be stubborn. I can take away the Divine Light Gong at any time, but if you give it to me, I will definitely compensate you. I prefer to make deals." Yang Xuan said with a smile.

Human beings always have a sense of awe towards the unknown and things they do not understand. Thinking back to the house growing out of the soil, Di Yun still wrote down the secret manual.

After Yang Xuan recovered it, he threw the Blood Sword Sutra to Di Yun, "This is considered a return gift. I won't take advantage of you, brother."

"Senior, that, that is our sect's technique." The Blood Knife Ancestor lowered his head and said softly.

"Oh~~~So what? You teach Jiayi and use your secret book. I didn't say I wouldn't reward you."

"Okay, I'll just tell you this, all the martial arts secrets in the sect are at your disposal," the Blood Knife Ancestor said generously.

First of all, the secret book has been given out, and now I can't make the decision here, so I might as well give it away as a favor.

Originally, when Yang Xuan talked about the Shen Zhao Gong, the blood knife ancestor's heart beat wildly, but then he thought about who Yang Xuan was. He was an immortal. He might have a way to cultivate immortality.

Di Yun held the Blood Sword Sutra with a confused expression on his face, "This, this is the evil sect's martial arts.

, I can’t practice.”

"Haha, I have nothing to say to the second-year junior high school student. Tao Zi will take care of this place and I'll go up." Yang Xuan shook his head, looking at the cute look on his face, he really didn't want to explain.

After Yang Xuan went up, Taozi came up and said with a smile, "Your name is Di Yun?"

Di Yun looked at Tao Zi but said nothing.

"Want to practice?"

"think..........."

Suddenly, Tao Zi patted Di Yun and said, "Just practice if you want. Why are you so confused?"

"Evil martial arts."

Taozi took a few bottles of refrigerated wine from outside, "Evil faction? Honest faction? Oh~~~ You guys in the world are so boring, and you are going to separate camps and plan to fight in a team?"

"Ah? What, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. What I'm talking about is, who stipulates that this is an evil martial art, and who stipulates that Shenzhao Gong is a decent martial art."

"If the heart is not right, the sword will bring evil." Jiayi, who was practicing basic moves, suddenly said this.

Tao Zi patted Di Yun and said, "You heard me, demo? I'll tell you after you learn some skills. Hey, don't say I didn't remind you. When you didn't have the strength, you seemed to have been wrongly accused at will."

This sentence directly spoke to Di Yun's pain point. He stared at the ground, as if a sharp knife was piercing his heart, causing it to bleed, and his mouth was filled with bitterness. The ups and downs of the world poured in and made him feel distressed.

Tao Zi kept blowing the wind to ignite the fire. "Just think about it, how happy and unrestrained are those people who wronged you right now."

"I was wronged!!!" Di Yun roared.

"Haha, the person who wronged you will always know how wronged you are better than you."

Di Yun remained silent and began to practice with the secret book.

The Blood Knife Ancestor on the side was a little confused and waved to Tao Zi.

"What's up?"

"His grandma, who are you? The Blood Sword Sutra is a top-notch martial art in the world. Why don't you cherish it so much and let that brat learn it? But it's okay, after all, he is my disciple."

"It's none of your business who we are. Don't you think he doesn't want to practice the Blood Sword Sutra? If I let him learn it through my words, wouldn't it be a great sense of accomplishment?"

The ancestor of the Blood Knife touched his head. These people were by no means decent people. People with a decent family like to find an upright excuse when they do bad things, but this girl in front of the door didn't care about that at all.
Chapter completed!