After laughing in unison, everyone began to think about the following countermeasures. Since the task has been completed step by step, then they will rush back to Beiming Mansion with rushing speed. After all, it is difficult to predict what unexpected things will happen in the gap between leaving Beiming Mansion. If an emergency occurs, it is probably difficult for Lin Shaozong to deal with it. After each of them confirmed their identities, the warning line in their hearts disappeared. Since Xuan Tianle kowtowed three times to Changsun Qitian, he was his rightful apprentice. Changsun Qitian said: "Hey, boy, can I teach you the sword-controlling technique?"

Xuan Tianle was about to climb onto Bai Diao's back, but he suddenly called out. He was surprised and happy when he heard this sword-controlling technique. "Sword-controlling technique?"

Everyone had already climbed onto Bai Diao's back, but Xuan Tianle and Changsun Qitian were still standing on the ground, slow to move. Xiao Xiao formed a round hand and put it beside her mouth, shouting to them: "Xuan Tianle! Why haven't you come up?" At this moment, she was very concerned about Xuan Tianle. Nangong Yafu and Xiangxiang couldn't help but throw strange eyes at her.

Xuan Tianle and others were impatient, turned around and wanted to leave, but were grabbed by Changsun Qitian again. He only heard him say, "Boy, this sword-controlling technique is a primary skill of the Taiqing Sect. If you can learn it, it will be no problem to fly in the sky at will!" After hearing what he said, Xuan Tianle's eyes flashed: "Really?"

"Of course! How could I lie and deceive you, a yellow-haired child at such an age?" As he said that, he patted the back of his head.

The white eagle spread its wings and was about to fly, and everyone was a little anxious, wondering what the master and apprentice were saying below. Xiao Xiao urged again: "Hey! Are you coming up? If you don't come up, we will fly away!" Xuan Tianle responded hurriedly: "You go first! I'll arrive later!"

Xiangxiang seemed a little worried, but still did not drive the white eagle to fly. Nangong Yafu said, "Xiangxiang, let's go first! The young master is still there. They must have some wonderful magic tricks to catch up with us, so we don't have to worry about it!" Xiangxiang nodded slightly and let out a strange scream. The two white eagles spread their wings one after another, and their wings went straight to Yunxiao. Seeing everyone flying far away in the blink of an eye, Xuan Tianle couldn't help but regret it. He began to complain, "Hey! What is sword control technique? If you don't hurry up, you can't catch up with everyone!" As soon as he finished speaking, another slap on the back of his head, and Changsun Qitian said angrily: "You little brat, are you talking to the master like this?"

Xuan Tianle was furious, but he could only endure it. Who made him his master?

"Okay, okay! Master, can you teach me quickly, or we really can't catch up with them!"

"Boy, this skill cannot be practiced in a short while. Why are you in a hurry?"

Xuan Tianle's heart was wailing. He suddenly said this again. Could it be that he had to go back on his word again! His heart was jumping up and down, and it was difficult to settle down. If he was really fooled by him, he would have to admit his bad luck.

Seeing that he was quiet, Changsun Qitian put away his serious face and sneered slightly: "Boy, look at the martial arts masters who are galloping all over the world. Although all of them have extraordinary skills, do you know how much effort they have put in this and how much sweat they have shed? I am no longer a disciple of the Taiqing Sect, but this skill can never be abandoned! I won't say much nonsense, I will teach you the sword control technique! Come, pull out your sword." In order to teach Xuan Tianle, Changsun Qitian had to start from scratch.

First, he placed the sword in front of him, then stepped on it with his feet steadily. According to the mental method taught by Changsun Qitian, he closed his eyes while silently reciting. Then the sword under his feet began to rise slowly, but the speed was surprisingly slow. He had just started and was so accomplished. Changsun Qitian was very happy and patted his shoulder: "Boy! Not bad!" Unexpectedly, just this slap made him fall off the sword. Changsun Qitian exclaimed proudly and cursed: "Idiot!"

After practicing this for five or six times, there was still no big progress. This is not because of Xuan Tianle's talent. He was really impetuous and thought about Nangong Yafu and was eager to achieve success, which naturally backfired. Changsun Qitian understood his personality and knew that scolding him would not only not motivate him, but would make him even more anxious. He patiently said: "Don't be anxious, if you are anxious, you will be confused! The sword is spiritual, just like a pet you raise.

Like, over time and deep feelings, you will have a tacit understanding between each other. Your sword belongs to a divine sword, and has absorbed the essence of heaven and earth for countless ten thousand years. It has a huge divine nature. Since it can obediently listen to your orders, it means that it has already determined that you are its master, so don’t be nervous or afraid! Just close your eyes, recite the formula in your mouth, and convey your will with your heart, and it will do what you said! Come, try it!"

After several times of falling from the sword, he was no longer so afraid of falling and pain. He did what Changsun Qitian said, closed his eyes, drove with his heart, and conveyed his will. Slowly, he felt that his feet were floating, as if they had left the ground. He was secretly happy in his heart, and then he gave orders to it with his heart. He wanted to catch up with the group of people in front of him, but the unknown sword seemed to be really spiritual. When he came into contact with his thoughts, he rushed into the sky like an arrow leaving the string. Xuan Tianle was shocked and opened his eyes. He saw that he was flying quickly into the air. In the blink of an eye, he was already a hundred feet high. Such a height made him panic and gradually slipped under his feet. Just as he was about to fall, Changsun Qitian arrived in time and pushed him back to his original position.

In the air, he was galloping rapidly, making people's hair dance wildly, and his eyes were hard to open. Changsun Qitian's eyes were blind, but he could still come and go freely, even more relaxed and smoother than Xuan Tianle, who had a healthy eyes. Changsun Qitian stepped on the sword with his feet, his arms behind him, and shouted: "Don't be nervous! Relax in your heart! As long as you put your mind on the sword under your feet, it will naturally bless you to be safe! Like me, close your eyes, relax in your heart, and just think about where you are going!" After saying that, Changsun Qitian rushed forward. Xuan Tianle saw him flying away, and it was even more difficult to balance his emotions, but when he flew in the sky, he was not a joke, and he would be thrown into flesh mud if he was slacking off! Why should he face it bravely instead of being afraid? Xuan Tianle moved his heart, approached his eyes, shouted loudly, and followed Changsun Qitian's tail.

The white eagle spread its wings, and in a short while, it had already crossed more than ten mountains, rivers and rivers. Lin Shaoling looked back from time to time, hoping that Xuan Tianle could penetrate the white clouds. He glanced at Nangong Yafu sitting beside him, and her expression was a little nervous. Lin Shaoling said, "Miss Nangong, why haven't Brother Xuan chased after him yet? Do you think we want to go back and have a look?"

Nangong Yafu kept thinking that there should be a special solution with Changsun Qitian's confident expression, but she was not sure for a moment. After hearing Lin Shaoling's voice, she shook her head and her slightly floating hair swayed behind her: "Forget it, this will only delay the itinerary, maybe the young master and the others will follow behind. My sister needs to find a comfortable place to recuperate as soon as possible, otherwise it will delay her rest! On the young master, I think they will definitely have a solution!"

Looking at her elegant and faint sad face, Lin Shaoling couldn't help but ask, "Oh? What's wrong with you recently? Are you always inseparable from Brother Xuan? No matter where you go, you will be together, but now you are willing to separate from him?" His question was mixed with a little doubt. Nangong Yafu nodded, her face turned red. I don't know if it was from the bottom of her heart or was blown by the cold wind, "How could I bear to separate from the young master... I just want the young master to learn more useful knowledge. After all, we still can't control the victory with our current strength alone. If we could relieve our worries one day earlier, we would be safe!" She said this, but in fact, she was hoping to get rid of Murong Bufan as soon as possible, so that she could get rid of the worries in her heart and live a peaceful life with Xuan Tianle.

As he spoke, Xuan Tianle and the others chased him up. Before the person arrived, the voice arrived first. Nangong Yafu was happy and looked behind and said, "It's young master!" Everyone looked back and saw two figures shuttled through the clouds. When they looked back, they had already flew to the front. Xuan Tianle suffered a suppression of psychological fear and was finally able to get rid of it. He could control and use sword control smoothly. However, he had just started and had some common sense. So he flew to the left and right, swaying slightly. Along the way, his hair had been blown all over the strong wind. At this moment, he was looking at Nangong Yafu and others with a silence and smiled: "Fu'er! Brother Lin! I have learned sword control!"

Speaking of sword control, everyone has never heard of it. Seeing Xuan Tianle stepping on the sword and flying around everywhere, it feels magical. Xiao Xiao was like a child, slapped her hands and cheered happily: "Wow! It's great!" Seeing that his kung fu has made such a high progress, everyone showed happy smiles on their faces, especially Nangong Yafu, who was sweet in her heart, and she smiled like a flower that was just blooming, which was very wonderful.

In an instant, if something happened, Xuan Tianle suddenly fell down, and the whole person and sword slipped down. Everyone couldn't help but feel shocked when they saw this. Nangong Yafu, who was happy just now, couldn't even curl her smile. She hurriedly lay on the edge and shouted: "Young Master! Young Master!" But no matter where she looked, she couldn't see Xuan Tianle's shadow. When she was surprised, she saw Xuan Tianle stepping on the sword, her arms wrapped around her, and slowly rising from below. Looking at his smile on his face, she knew that it was a false alarm. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but Nangong Yafu sat on the back of Bai Diao, lowering her head and shed tears. Xuan Tianle didn't know what happened, and couldn't help but feel nervous: "Fu'er! What's wrong with you?"

Yafu raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, "Young Master, you are really bad!" Seeing her crying, Xuan Tianle felt ashamed, her face froze, and she quickly apologized: "Fu'er, don't cry! It was all my fault just now, I didn't mean it, I just wanted to make you happy, but I didn't expect it to make you cry... It's all my fault! Fu'er, don't cry!"

"Ouch!" As soon as he finished saying this, he felt that the back of his head was slapped. He turned around and saw no one. When he turned around, Changsun Qitian had already flew beside him. "Stupid brat, should you be more careful? Do you want to jump down and stick to the earth?" Xuan Tianle rubbed the back of his head, looking unhappy: "I know I was wrong, master!"
Chapter completed!