Su Huan's sleeves were light and brushed across his face, freeing a warm fragrance, but he had just come to his senses, not only did he not waver, but he became open-minded and did not care about Su Huan's seemingly intimate behavior. (pm) He lowered his voice and replied: "That's right, let's go down"

With the experience just now, Jiao Fei jumped down, and somehow a soft force was born under his feet, and he was not startled at all, and then he leaned against the wall. Su Huan smiled, stretched out her small jade feet, still stepped on his shoulders, and climbed down gently. But this time, Su Huan's pretty face actually had a blush, which looked like the morning glow and the pearls moistened with dew.

Jiao Fei practiced with his master all day, but he had never realized how much progress he had made, but on the wall of the courtyard of Minister Yan's mansion, he went up and down, and suddenly had some insights.

The Black Water True Method is based on the ancient way of practice, and the most important thing is to temper the body.

In the ancient times, there was no distinction between gods and demons, and all creatures were powerful and unmatched. Some were tall, like hills, some had three heads and six arms, calling the wind and shouting lightning, and some had eyes like the sun and the moon, holding the four seas. Since Wahuang gathered the blood of the ancient people and created creatures, the blood of the ancient gods and demons has been mixed in the blood of the people of later generations.

The magic sect of the Shenzong used mysterious methods to find the trace of ancient true spirit in the blood, nourish and grow, and finally return to the original state and restore, turning into the body of gods and demons, with natural power and tyranny, which is also the right way to immortality.

Jiao Fei practiced the Black Water True Method for more than a month, and he had not even mastered the first level of the mental method, so naturally he could not talk about tempering his body. But he practiced day and night, and was nourished by the true water energy, and his body was more than twice as agile as before, but the true water energy moistened things silently, and he himself did not know it.

This time, he showed some extraordinaryness after a small test.

Jiao Fei put all his thoughts on the changes in his body, so he didn't notice the shyness on Su Huan's pretty face. Minister Yan is a veteran of three dynasties and a family of aristocratic families that has been passed down for hundreds of years. This house is extremely large, with dozens of courtyards alone. Although Jiao Fei slipped in, the Shangshu Mansion is connected in all directions, with doors everywhere and countless corridors, but he didn't know which way to go, which is the right way. It was Su Huan who took his hand and led the way. The girl was like she was at home. She bypassed several courtyards and didn't even alarm a family member of the Yan Mansion before arriving at the tower.

This tower was built by Minister Yan for his mother's blessing. He specially asked craftsmen to build 13 floors according to the highest standards of Buddhism. There are Buddhas on each floor, and the statue of Dapeng Mingwang obtained from the Dafulong Temple in Chang'an is enshrined on the top. Although its original name is Ci'en Tower, people in Chang'an call it Mingwang Tower or Dapeng Mingwang Tower.

Minister Yan's family was rich, so the Dapeng Mingwang Pagoda was built in a very grand manner. From top to bottom, it was made of blue bricks and was extremely solid. Because people often worshipped, it was never locked, but few people came. Jiao Fei and Su Huan walked up the stairs hand in hand, which was quite quiet. When the two climbed to the thirteenth floor, the highest point of the Dapeng Mingwang Pagoda, the reed mat fight had already begun, and thunderous cheers could be heard all over Chang'an.

After all, Li Ying, the emperor of this dynasty, was a hundred-year-old emperor. He was not an ordinary person to sit on the Dragon Court for decades. He was also worried that the strange people he found were all fools, so he set up this reed mat fight in the water and land conference, so that the monks and Taoists from all directions could show their abilities, and the winners would be rewarded.

In front of the imperial city, a wooden platform six feet high had been built, with a width and length of a hundred steps. At this moment, two Taoists were fighting on the stage. The Taoist priest on the west side was wearing a yellow robe, a high crown on his head, his hands on his waist, and a pine-patterned sword swung around, flying around his body and below. His opponent was an elderly Taoist priest with white hair and beard, wearing an old Taoist robe, his eyes half-open, his hands holding a whisk, and no one knew what curse he was chanting.

These two Taoists, however, have some talent, and their spiritual light is three to five times stronger than that of ordinary people, especially the Taoist in yellow robe, who has a snake-like spiritual energy rising from his body, and controls the ancient pine-patterned sword like flying, which makes Jiao Fei very envious. He secretly thought in his heart: "I have practiced for more than a month, and I can only control a little water vapor. This Taoist can use the sword like flying without using hands and feet, just with a spiritual energy. He should be the legendary sword immortal? But this Taoist's ability is limited. The few blue-white lights that besieged my master that day seemed to be many times more powerful than the Taoist in yellow robe." Jiao Fei was fascinated by it, but Su Huan did not pay attention to the fight on the reed mat, but just looked around with a pair of beautiful eyes. When she saw the beggar who was shot, she breathed a sigh of relief, and a feeling of resentment surged in her heart. The yellow-robed Taoist danced with the sword for a long while, then slightly turned his head to look up at the Imperial City Tower, thinking to himself: "I'm working so hard, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty will finally see the superb swordsmanship of this Taoist master. This old Taoist is playing tricks, so I'll beat him down first to show off my power." Thinking of this, the yellow-robed Taoist shouted and spurted out a breath of true energy, and the pine-patterned ancient sword suddenly stabbed at the old Taoist priest like a flash.

Although there was a distance of more than ten steps between the two, the yellow-robed Taoist's sword-controlling method was extremely fast. In just one breath, the sword light reached the old Taoist's head and neck. The yellow-robed Taoist was very proud of himself. He didn't want to hurt anyone. He just wanted to scare the old Taoist priest to fall and force him off the high platform, which would be considered showing off in front of everyone.

The old Taoist shook his hands, and the silver threads of the whisk in his palm suddenly swelled up, turning into a silk net all over the sky, covering the yellow-robed Taoist's pine-patterned ancient sword. Then he slowly pointed his finger, and a silver whisk was released, knocking the yellow-robed Taoist priest off the platform. The fight was very exciting, and the situation was reversed in the blink of an eye. The yellow-robed Taoist priest was knocked off the platform, and he didn't even dare to take the pine-patterned sword, and ran away with his face covered.

After the old Taoist priest won the great victory, he bowed to the Imperial City Tower, and then stood on the platform as if he was half asleep, as if he didn't take the commotion below the platform seriously at all.

Jiao Fei could see it clearly, because his teacher, Taoist Lan Li, once told him: "For those who practice, the art of looking at qi is the entry-level homework. You can guess nine-tenths of who is strong and who is weak, and how high their Taoism is at a glance. If you can't see the other person's Taoism, then there is no need to fight with him, because that person must be ten times higher than you."

Although the old Taoist priest was full of energy, it was all gathered between his chest and abdomen, like a pill, round and smooth. It's not like the yellow-robed Taoist who released all his spiritual energy and covered his body. But his condensed true energy is several times better than that of the yellow-robed Taoist.

ps: Oh, thank you for helping me make the cover, it's been uploaded to the backend and is waiting for review. This is the cover under a pseudonym, the author's name is not right, I thought no one could see it, but it turns out that it has been seen through by someone with a bright eye.