Chapter 1002: Tang Shijiao

Mo Ye glanced at her deeply, his thin lips pressed tightly, and he said nothing.
He thought that if he could live a long time, he would have to protect her for a long time, even if she didn't seem to need his protection.
In the next few days, after Song Tianyou took a stance every day, Tangning would tell him about his cultivation. Although this child is only five years old, he is really fast in learning things, and he has excellent talent and understanding. She didn't have much trouble teaching.
Compared with her leisure time here, the Zeng family has been very busy these days. They sent a large number of people to search for the elixir, in order to gather the elixir to the Wanfo Temple within ten days.
Since returning from the dozen or so Golden Core cultivators that day, even if the Zeng Family Patriarch and others hadn't experienced it personally, they knew why the ancestors would go out in anger that day, and even threw a cup to warn them.
Whether it was Master Tang or their ancestor, they could not avoid the fifty times the compensation of the elixir. After all, their ancestors had already spoken, and no one dared to violate it.
However, while collecting the elixir, they also focused on investigating the little monk named Master Tang, but there was not much news that the person sent out could find back.
Precisely because they couldn’t find out, the feeling that Master Tang gave them became more and more mysterious. They also believed in the words of their ancestors. Master Tang, maybe it was an old monster or mighty power. Therefore, no one dared anymore. To offend.
On the eighth day, Tangning called Song Tianyou and took him to the back mountain.
"Xiaotian, Master taught you a set of swordsmanship today. You try to practice it." Tangning said, looking at Song Tianyou who was aside, and said, "Take a good look."
"Yes." Song Tianyou nodded, looking a little nervous and looking expectantly.
Tangning used the wooden sword in Song Tianyou's hand. She rehearsed it first, and asked him to write down the heart formula. It took a lot of time to practice a set of twelve sword techniques.
"Come on, you try and see where you can remember." She threw the wooden sword to him, and stepped aside to rest.
After Song Tianyou took over the wooden sword, she learned how she used to dance swordsmanship, practicing one by one, although the speed was very slow and there were many pauses, but I have to say that she only practiced the swordwork once. He could learn the seventh formula, and the eighth formula started wrong.
"Okay, you practice the first three poses first, forget the latter for the time being!"
Tangning said, looking at the confused little apprentice and said, "If the first three moves can be practiced, the latter moves will be easier to use, because this set of swordsmanship is a set of buttons. Be refined, this is a very powerful sword technique."
Hearing this, Song Tianyou blinked curiously and asked, "Master, can a wooden sword be used to exert great power?"
"Of course." Tangning chuckled and took his wooden sword, and said, "Look, I suppressed my spiritual energy to the Qi refining stage. With this sword, I can also cut a big tree."
When the words fell, she turned the palm of her hand, and the spirit power and energy began to rotate, and she saw a spirit energy aura spreading from the peach wood sword. The next moment, a sharp air current struck out of the peach wood sword with a wave of her raised hand .
"call out!"
A violent sound of breaking through the air swept across the air, and the visible spiritual energy aura formed the appearance of a crescent knife, and the big tree was cut down with a scream.