Chapter 5      Small, smaller

"I understand, I understand!"

Nie Fei roared wildly in his heart.

Xu Fan's simple and unpretentious knife was stuck in the tree.

After thinking about it for a long time, I realized a little bit of true meaning.

Even so, I have touched the state of sword intent.

Now, facing this shocking sword that even the mountain front was flattened.

Even if I have ten more heads, I probably won’t be able to understand it.

Is this the sword technique of the master of the sword art?

So scary, so exciting, I like it very much.

Nie Fei felt as if he had found another new continent.

Endless ecstasy and expectation emerged in my heart.

If one day I can reach the level of Master...

The image of a man in white clothes, glittering and proudly standing at the top once again emerged from Nie Fei's mind.

Yes, he once again made up his mind as the future boss.

After coming back to his senses, Nie Fei looked at Xu Fan carefully.

The latter still looked calm and calm.

He was shocked and said to himself:

"I am worthy of being a master, extremely low-key. Is this the state of the simplest way and returning to the essence?"

"Master must have expected that I could understand the essence of his first sword."

"I will give up my rest time in the middle of the night and come to the back mountain to evolve this second sword!"

"So that I can peek into more secrets of sword techniques."

"Ah, why are there such a good master?"

"I want to cry!"

If Xu Fan knew at this time that his stupid apprentice was in his mind, he might not be able to help laughing out loud.

Seeing Nie Fei's fanatical and barefoot eyes.

Xu Fan felt that he had goosebumps.

I'm not a peerless beauty, this kid's eyes are not right.

However, Xu Fan had just experienced the rewards of the first system.

As long as you continue to fool yourself and try to keep yourself as an expert in your apprentice's heart.

When you get a reward, you will get extremely high evaluation.

The so-called invisible pretentiousness is the most deadly.

Xu Fan asked himself that he had reached this level.

Walking to Nie Fei with his hands behind his back, Xu Fan said earnestly:

"Xiaofei, what do you think the real sword path should look like?"

Facing Xu Fan's question.

Nie Fei suddenly didn't know how to answer.

I have been in a state of lust for more than ten years, but I have never thought about this problem.

The real sword?

I used to think.

The sword is just to show off, hey, just to play.

Now, after seeing Xu Fan's two moves, Nie Fei has completely forgotten what he had learned.

He thought about it and said hesitantly:

"The real sword path should be like a master, covering your hands, the mountains are broken, and the rivers are broken!"

Xu Fan shook his head and smiled:

"Small!"

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"What's the younger one, Master?"

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“The pattern is small!”

"The true sword art should be to make arbitrary decisions for eternity and kill all enemies in the world!"

"Who is the edge at the end of the immortal road? When the sword path is empty at the sight!"

Yes, Xu Fan is bragging and fooling his apprentice again.

I made up two casually passionate words in fantasy novels.

I don’t believe in this disciple and don’t accept it.

Sure enough, Xu Fan's words made Nie Fei's brain deeply shocked.

He seemed to see a peerless emperor standing proudly with a knife, standing above the nine heavens.

Battle the sky, battle the battlefield, fight all the gods and demons in the sky!

One knife!

The gods ate blood, and all demons surrendered.

Xu Fan glanced at his disciple, and when he saw his dull eyes, he couldn't help but think in his heart:

"It's just this cute expression. He was the same when I took the knife last time."

"This kid has found inspiration again, and has begun to understand some unique skills, right?"

"If that's the case, it's absolutely wonderful."

"I can get the reward from the system again."

Now, the more Xu Fan looks at his elder disciple, the more he likes him.

Not only are he honest and loyal, but he also loves to make up for his brain.

What surprised Xu Fan even more was that this great disciple's understanding of swords was so powerful that it was simply a natural resource.

You can understand some advanced sword techniques at will.

Seeing that Nie Fei was still immersed in his words just now, Xu Fan patted his blue shirt and left the place with his hands behind his back.

He is a little weak now and needs to take some rest.

...

In the early morning, it was just dawn.

Xu Fan is still sleeping.

A beautiful figure broke in without even knocking on the door.

"Master, get up!"

"Baoer found something good, you can take a look!"

A pleasant voice like a yellow oriole sounded in Xu Fan's ears.

"Who?"

"Let me sleep for a while!"

…

"Sleepy?"

Xu Fan was a little confused and obviously hadn't woken up.

"Master!"

The sound went straight to octave.

Ju Ling was completely awakened by Xu Fan.

When I looked closely, I found that I was my youngest apprentice, Ying Baoer.

Not to mention, although the little girl is only fifteen or sixteen years old, she is definitely a beauty.
To be continued...