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After the Small Competition ended, in addition to the Elementary Scholar Wang Fang, Chen Jing and Qiu Shuyun both managed to obtain the once in a 150 year lucky chance on Yellow Sand Star. After a year, they will head to the mysterious space together with Zhang Chengbin to hunt for the Spatial Treasure Foundation. Honestly speaking, Zhang Chengbin had already attained the great perfection stage of the universe for many years, and his foundation was already rather solid. As for Chen Jing and Qiu Shuyun, they were lacking, so Chen Jing had spent a lot of time concocting pills such as the Yang Yuan Pill or Yin Ling Pill.

However, just like Chen Jing and Qiu Shuyun, since their foundations were not solid, they did not take it. Instead, they planned to wait a year or two before taking the Foundation Establishment Pill. After all, the Foundation Establishment Pill was too precious, who would be willing to take it rashly?

On this day, Chen Jing had just finished refining a batch of Acupoint Nurturing Pills. Before he could check the quality of the pills, he was attracted by a flying boat that had rushed into the courtyard of Group 2. The flying boat was not big and was only about six meters long. However, its shiny black exterior could not help but reveal waves of extravagant luxury.

"Ah, Dazzling Flying Leopard! It's a limited edition product from the Gongsun family!" Before Chen Jing could savor the smell, he saw the Elementary Scholar standing next to him with glowing eyes. Although this Elementary Scholar was born in a normal family, he preferred all kinds of luxurious flying boats. Although he would never have one in his life, it did not hinder his interests. His room was filled with models and pictures of flying boats, and now that he had seen the real thing, there were no more of them.

There wasn't much time left for Chen Jing to lament because the door of the flying boat had already been opened and a white-clothed swordsman walked out. Chen Jing knew this man, but of course, how could he not recognize the millions of disciples in the outer court and the tens of millions of people in the headquarters? It was because this person was this year's outer court competition champion, the super genius that only appeared once in a hundred years, the Flying Immortal Swordsman Wan Kang.

Senior Martial Brother Wan, can you give me an autograph?" After they got out of the car, Wan Kang immediately saw Chen Jing. Naturally, Chen Jing also saw him. Just as the two of them were about to open their mouths to speak, a person jumped out and walked between them. Chen Jing took a closer look and realized it was Qiu Shuyun. The little girl's face was red and her eyes were shining. She was handing over a notebook and a pen to Wan Kang. "To think that the little girl who usually pretended to be a senior in front of Chen Jing was actually a Starseeker.

"Chen shi, Senior Brother, the Sect Leader has given the order for us to meet the Grandmaster in the Pill Sun Hall." After signing the little girl's name, Wan Kang turned around and said his intentions.

Under Qiu Shuyun and Wang Fang's reluctant gazes, Chen Jing and Wan Kang boarded the black flying boat. There was one thing that needed to be said. The girl was looking at her idol, the Flying Immortal Swordsman, and the Elementary Scholar was looking at a different person. Of course, it was the limited edition Dazzling Leopard.

The flying boat's speed was very fast, in the blink of an eye, it had already arrived at the Danyang Hall which was several hundred kilometers away. However, it was not only Chen Jing and Wan Kang who were attending the meeting, because the Small Competition's deputy commander, Tang Feiyan was already waiting for them in the hall.

After a long time, two people descended from the sky outside the great hall. One of them, Chen Jing, recognized him as Wu Dang Sect's Ten Thousand Swords One. The other person had a slightly protruding belly and an unshaven beard.

Upon seeing the two enter the hall, Chen Jing and the others all stepped forward to pay their respects, but their targets were slightly different. Chen Jing of the Martial Sect and Tang Fei Yan naturally knew each other. Although the other two knew clearly that they were here to meet the Martial Ancestor, that slovenly fat man with a beard was unable to hook up with the saintly Martial Ancestor no matter what. Thus, he naturally went up to pay his respects to the Sect Leader.

"Disciple Wan Kang greets the ancestor!" Chen Jing stepped forward and was about to speak when he heard Wan Kang's voice. He was shocked and choked back the four words, "I pay my respects to the Sect Leader." He then stood there bowing, not knowing what to do.

"This is Patriarch Sanfeng. Hurry up and greet him!" With a loud roar, the two people finally reacted and hurriedly prostrated on the ground to pay their respects.

No need to be polite. Everyone, take a seat." With a flick of his sleeve, Master Sanfeng forcefully stopped the three from bowing. With a flash, he sat down on a random chair in the great hall.

"Master Ancestor, please sit …?" Just as the ten thousand swords walked to the main hall master's seat, they extended their right hands and were about to invite the ancestor master to sit down, but who would have thought that the ancestor master would already sit down.

"Sword1, you know that I don't care about these things. Take a seat, take a seat!" Seeing the awkward look on the Ten Thousand Swords' face, Martial Ancestor San Feng said indifferently.

Seeing the situation, Wan Jian could only call for the three people to accompany the Patriarch to sit down.

After everyone had settled down, the Martial Ancestor took a sip of tea and said, "Jian Yi, I heard that there are a few good seedlings this year. Are they the three of them?"

"Yes, Martial Ancestor. This female disciple is called Tang Fei Yan. She is our Martial Ancestor's second disciple to comprehend Taiji Faction!" Wan Jian stood up, and was the first to walk to Tang Fei Yan to introduce her.

"Puff …" As soon as he heard the start, Zhang Sanfeng was moved. He immediately spat out the tea he had just drunk, coughed for a moment and said, "Is it really Taiji? Are you sure? "

"In reply to Martial Ancestor, we should be close, but our understanding of Tai Chi is not that deep, so we would like to ask Martial Ancestor to personally examine it." After all, this matter was too important, and Wan Jian and the others did not have a deep understanding of Taiji, so they did not dare to speak too clearly.

"Mm, you're right, that …" Zhang Sanfeng wanted to say a few words to Tang Fei Yan, but he couldn't remember his name.

"Martial Ancestor, his name is Tang Fei Yan." Wan Jianyi reminded them from the side.

"Oh, little girl, why don't you show me!" Although he was reminded by the ten thousand swords, Zhang Sanfeng did not call out his name. He still used the model number 'lass'.

Hearing this, Tang Feiyan stood up and demonstrated the Rainbow Dress Dance she created.

"Indeed, indeed." Following the progress of the dance, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but stand up and walk around Tang Feiyan as he scrutinized her. As he looked, he muttered to himself, "What a pity, what a pity!"

"Grandteacher, how is it?" Seeing this situation, Sect Leader Wan was also worried. Once the demonstration was completed, he hurriedly asked.

"This girl's comprehension is indeed Taiji, but it's a pity that she's only at the superficial level, unable to reach the core." Girl, you are purely a literary person! Sigh, the Great Dao is difficult! Without a comprehensive understanding, how could he reach the next level? "Little girl, in the following years, you should try to broaden your mind. Fight, live, research, etc. You should try to dabble in it as much as possible. Perhaps, you might even be able to reach a higher level in the future." Zhang Sanfeng had plenty of experience.

"Thank you, Ancestor!" It was really like he had heard someone say, better than ten years of study. With the guidance from Master San Feng today, Tang Fei Yan was now one step closer to the Dao Origin Stage.

"Good, little girl, you being able to touch Tai Ji, the most wonderful of all, is naturally your fate. But since you are a disciple of my Wu Dang, then I will naturally have to support my descendants. If you look carefully, how much you can comprehend will depend on your fate." Zhang Sanfeng then shook his sleeves and opened his body, displaying the smooth movements of his Taichi Fist.

Chen Jing, who was standing at the side, naturally understood in his heart that this was not only Tang Feiyan's fate, but also his own. After all, wasn't his Dao also Taiji? Wasn't it a great opportunity to receive personal advice from the ancestor today?

Patriarch Sanfeng's Taiji was naturally profound, but Chen Jing still felt that he hadn't had enough and hadn't even touched him. However, upon seeing Tang Fei Yan's sudden realization, Chen Jing understood that he had missed out on this opportunity. Sigh, I can't force this thing. It's all due to my little bit of comprehension ability.

After the demonstration, Zhang Sanfeng smiled at Tang Feiyan and asked, "Little girl, how do you feel?"

"Reporting to Ancestor, I feel like my heartstrings have been touched by something. However, my mind is still very chaotic. I need to think about it carefully." Tang Feiyan said as if she was deep in thought.

"En, not bad. It seems that you have understood something. Alright, there is a quiet room behind us. Quickly go over and quietly stroke it." Patriarch Sanfeng smiled.

After Tang Feiyan had walked to the back of the hall, Zhang Sanfeng smiled at Wan Kang and said, "Jian Yi, is this your grandson? I seem to have met him before. What's his name?"

"Reporting to Ancestor, disciple Wan Kang." Upon hearing the ancestor's question, Wan Kang hastily stood up and responded with a bow.

"Oh, yes, it's Wan Kang. If I recall correctly, he should be a genius that only appears once every hundred years." When Zhang Sanfeng heard Wan Kang's reply, he suddenly remembered.

In reply to Martial Ancestor, I am indeed disciple's grandson Wan Kang. Kang Er originally comprehended sword intent, but a day ago, during the Small Competition with Tang Fei Yan, a blood-red sword beam suddenly exploded out. Although the disciples and the few elders have their own guesses, they are not sure, so I would like to ask Martial Ancestor to explain it to us. Wan Jian said.

"Un, a blood colored sword ray? "Wan Kang, send one to this Dao1 to have a look." Zhang Sanfeng was naturally unable to determine how little information was contained within the four words, "Blood-red Sword Thread".

"Yes, Ancestor!" Wan Kang stood up and took out his long sword from his storage ring. He slashed out a ray of sword light through the air, and indeed, the sword light turned blood-red again and again.

Seeing Wan Kang's sword radiance, Zhang Sanfeng's expression turned dark. He slowly stood up and walked to Wan Kang, saying, "Wan Kang, continue to attack with your sword, attack me with your sword!"

"Yes sir!" Wan Kang swung his sword again. However, because he was facing a person, his strength was reduced by a lot. Even the color of the sword light had become so pale that it could not be seen.

"Wan Kang, where's your strength? Again, use more strength! " This result was naturally not satisfactory to the ancestor.

This time, Wan Kang used his strength. The color of the sword light was even deeper than the first time. It pierced through Patriarch San Feng's sleeve and left a bloody wound on his right arm.

Indeed! Heaven bless me! Heaven bless the human race!" Zhang Sanfeng stared at the wound on his right arm as he muttered to himself.

"Grandteacher?" Everyone naturally wished to know the result, but only Wan Jian asked.

"It shouldn't be wrong. Although it is a few times weaker than the blade of old man Popov, there is no doubt that it is a massacre!" Martial Ancestor San Feng finally revealed the result everyone was looking forward to.

"As for the path of slaughter, I have no knowledge of it, so naturally I can't give you any help. How about this, after this Yellow Sand Star, I will introduce you to Elder Gongsun Wu and Gongsun Wu." Sigh, the great Dao is difficult. Elder Gongsun has always been the only one of our human race who cultivates the path of slaughter. I believe that Elder Gongsun would be very happy if you were able to comprehend the path of slaughter. " Patriarch Sanfeng continued.