Medicinal Immortal

Chapter 1002

Mo Ye takes a deep look at her. His thin lips are tight and he doesn't speak.

He thought that if he could live a long time, he would have to guard her for a long time, even if she did not seem to need his protection.

In the next few days, after Song Tianyou had a horse step, Tang Ning would instruct him on his practice. Although the child was only five years old, he was really quick at learning. His talent and understanding were excellent, and she had no difficulty in teaching.

Compared with her carefree life here, the Zeng family has been very busy these days. They have sent a large number of people to look for those miraculous medicines, so as to collect them and send them to tens of thousands of Buddhist temples in ten days.

Even though they had not experienced it in person, they knew why their ancestors would be angry and yell at them.

Whether it was the master Tang or their ancestors, they could not avoid the 50 times compensation for the miraculous medicine. After all, their ancestors had already said something, and no one dared to violate it.

However, while collecting the miraculous medicine, they also focused on investigating the little monk named Tangshi. However, there was not much information that the people sent out could find back.

It is because they can't find out, the feeling that Tang Shi gives them becomes more and more mysterious. They also believe the words of their ancestors. Maybe the Tangshi is some old monster or great power. Therefore, no one dares to offend them again.

On the eighth day, Tang Ning called on Song Tianyou and took him to the back mountain.

"Xiao Tian, the master taught you a set of sword techniques today. Try to practice." Tang Ning said, looking at the side of song Tianyou, way: "seriously look after."

"Yes." Song Tianyou nodded, nervous and expectant.

Tang Ning used the wooden sword in Song Tianyou's hand. She practiced it first and asked him to write down the mental formula. It took a lot of time to practice a set of twelve movements of sword technique.

"Come on, try it and see where you can remember it." She threw the sword to him and retreated to rest.

After taking over the wooden sword, song Tianyou practiced the sword like she had done before. Although the speed was very slow and there were many pauses, it has to be said that she only practiced the sword technique once. He could learn the seventh form, and there was something wrong with the beginning of the eighth movement.

"OK, you practice the first three moves first, and forget the last one for the moment."

Tang Ning said, looking at the confused little apprentice, he said: "if the front three moves can be practiced well, the back moves will be easier to use, because this set of sword techniques is a set of buttons, if you practice well, this is a set of extremely powerful sword techniques."

Hearing this, song Tianyou blinked his eyes curiously and asked, "master, can you use wooden sword to exert great power?"

"Of course." Tang Ning chuckled and took his wooden sword and said, "you see, I will be able to cut down a big tree if I press the spirit power breath to the gas refining period."

As soon as she turned her hand, the aura of spiritual power began to move. She saw a breath of spiritual power from the peach wood sword. At the next moment, the fierce air current came out of the peach wood sword with the wave of her hand.

"Whew!"

The sharp sound of breaking through the air, the aura of spiritual power visible to the naked eye formed the shape of crescent knife, and the tree was cut down with a wheezing sound.