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In the time it takes to eat a meal, the news that the Supreme Elder Lingxiao Zhenren had accepted a disciple spread throughout the entire Qingyun Sect, both inside and outside the sect.
Moreover, it is said that the lucky person of such high seniority was a five-year-old child.
More importantly!!
My five-year-old junior uncle/grandmaster uncle has already reached the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining stage!!!
Because of this news, for a long time afterward, the inner and outer sects of the Qingyun Sect were embroiled in various life-and-death struggles.
That's understandable, though. Anyone who thinks about how their five-year-old junior uncle already has the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining would probably have their Dao Heart wavering...
But that's all hindsight. After finishing their meal, the two people involved returned to Lingxiao Peak.
Nanqing put a storage ring on Tan Taibei's small finger. The ring would automatically shrink in size, so there was no problem.
After teaching him how to imprint a divine soul mark on the storage ring, he was given a scroll of cultivation techniques.
"Nine Revolutions Profound Ice Technique".
"From now on, you will practice this technique. Starting tomorrow, go to Zhengqing Peak in the morning to learn to read from your senior brother, and come back in the afternoon to practice the technique with me."
The Nine Heavens Profound Ice Technique is the cultivation method that "she" has been practicing. With each stage of cultivation, she can condense different types of profound ice. When she reaches the seventh stage, she can freeze a thousand miles with a single thought, making her impervious to all magic.
More importantly, if one cultivates to the highest level, one can briefly control the "Absolute Ice Domain," freezing the flow of spiritual energy of all cultivators of the same level, and even influencing the flow of spiritual energy of cultivators of higher levels.
Although this technique seems simple to Nan Qing, it is considered a Heaven-level technique in this world. Even the Qingyun Sect, which is the top sect on this continent, can only compare to it with the "Taixu Daojing" practiced by the successive successors of the sect leader.
"Put this 'Nine Heavens Profound Ice Technique' away for now. You can start practicing it after you've learned all the words on it."
"Today I will teach you another sword technique, the Ice Soul Seven Kill Sword."
As she spoke, a three-foot-long ice sword suddenly materialized in her palm. The sword was as clear as crystal, and the cold air lingered.
"Watch closely."
With a slight turn of her wrist and a light tap of her toes, Nan Qing's snow-white robes billowed out like flowing clouds.
As she thrust out her ice sword, the spiritual energy on the mountaintop suddenly stagnated, then surged and flowed again with the movement of her wrist, transforming into swirling cloud vortexes.
"First move, Flying Snow Piercing Through Clouds."
Dan Taipei held his breath, his small, bright eyes fixed on the dreamlike figure of his master in front of him.
He saw his master spin around, her hair swaying in an arc, and the crystal-clear ice sword in her hand seemed to come alive. Wherever the sword passed, even spiritual energy seemed to be condensed into tiny ice crystals that fell down in a flurry.
His gaze followed his master's figure, and his hands unconsciously followed suit, gesturing and waving.
"The second move, Frosty Sky Crane's Cry."
Nan Qing's feet moved with mysterious steps, and each time the snow-white tips of her boots touched the ground, an ice lotus would bloom.
The legend of lotus blossoms with every step comes alive at this moment.
As the sword energy swept across, she leaned back like a broken willow branch, her long hair cascading down like a waterfall of stars.
Suddenly, he twisted his waist and soared into the air. The sword light transformed into a ribbon, swirling around him like the bright moon falling into a sea of clouds.
The mountain wind suddenly picked up.
Her figure, seemingly floating in mid-air, merged with the orange-red sunset; her wide, white sleeves were bathed in golden light, and as her robes fluttered, she appeared as if a celestial being was about to depart...
But the next second, the sword tip reversed, and all the brilliance was absorbed into the ice sword.
"Third move, Ice Soul Without Light."
Suddenly, the entire sky seemed to darken.
The figure had already traced a trajectory like a dragon soaring and a phoenix dancing within the mist formed by spiritual energy. Each slight tremor of the sword tip brought forth a humming sound like a dragon's roar.
When the sword's momentum reached its peak, Nanqing hovered in mid-air, her ice sword pointing to the sky.
"boom----"
The sword energy, which had been accumulating for a long time, soared into the sky, tearing a rift that stretched for hundreds of feet through the spiritual mist. The sunlight poured down like a waterfall, illuminating her body and making her spiritual energy surge, as if she were wearing a light veil woven from the Milky Way.
Tan Taipei looked up at his master, who was wielding an ice sword in mid-air. The little boy didn't know what his emotions were, he only knew that such a powerful master was his!
It belongs to him alone!!
As she sheathed her sword, a falling ice crystal landed on her eyelashes. Nan Qing lowered her eyes and blew on it gently, and the ice crystal turned into a firefly and disappeared into the air.
"Can you see it clearly now?"
Tan Taipei snapped out of her daze, paused for a moment, and then nodded emphatically.
He saw and remembered every move his master made very clearly!
"Then let's give it a try."
She had no doubt about Tan Taipei's talent. Even though he was only five years old, learning such a simple sword technique should be a piece of cake for him.
Tan Taipei took a deep breath and, imitating Nan Qing's earlier actions, clenched her small hand in the air and activated the spiritual energy within her body. Nan Qing did not teach her how to condense an ice sword, but a crystal-clear ice sword actually condensed in his palm.
Although it was only a little over a foot long and the blade was slightly crooked, it was indeed a sword formed from pure ice-type spiritual energy!
He took a few steps forward, turned around and looked up, his clear black eyes staring straight into Nan Qing's eyes, his small sword thrusting forward resolutely.
As the swordplay unfolded, tiny starlight gradually appeared around Tan Taibei. The starlight seemed to possess a spirit, entwining around the ice sword, and with each swing, it was like starlight scattering.
By the fifth move, Tan Taipei's movements had noticeably slowed down...
The three-foot ice sword reappeared in Nan Qing's palm. With a flash, she appeared beside Tan Taibei, holding the ice sword and swinging it in sync with the little girl.
The large ones are as serene and cold as the moon, while the small ones are as lively and agile as stars.
The two ice swords resonated with each swing, producing a clear and melodious hum.
The stars that had been surrounding Tantaibei all rushed toward Nanqing.
They might land on the sword, perch on the tips of her hair, or slip into the sash around her waist, painting a dazzling star map on her plain white fabric.
In short, those scattered dots were like mischievous little elves, lingering around her for a long time.
Seeing this, a smile appeared in Nan Qing's eyes; his demeanor was still as consistent as ever.
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