That night.

Under the bright moon, in the valley.

Chen Bahuang and Bai Ling had just finished a arduous period of practice.

"You have practiced enough during this period. Now for you, your foundation has been polished very well, so what you need to do next is to constantly learn sword techniques in the small world and improve your perception of seeing."

Bai Ling stood calmly on the lake in the valley, looking at the bright moon reflected on the water.

Under a big tree not far behind, Chen Bahuang was full of miserable support, gasping heavily on the big tree.

After these three months of practice, Chen Bahuang can now survive over a hundred moves in Bai Ling's hands.

Compared to the beginning, he couldn't even hold on to thirty moves, Chen Bahuang made great progress now.

But even so, when Chen Bahuang fought with Bai Ling, he still couldn't understand Bai Ling's realm.

But this made Chen Bahuang realize the real gap between him and Bai Ling. Looking at Bai Ling standing there quietly on the lake, Chen Bahuang couldn't help but ask: "How long do you think I will practice before I can catch up with your current state?"

Hearing this question, Bai Ling turned around and said calmly: "You have good talent. Even if you look at the young generation in Tianwaitian, you can still be called a well-deserved genius."

"So what?" Hearing this, Chen Bahuang stared at Bai Ling intently, "How long does it take for me to catch up with you now?"

"Under normal circumstances, it will take decades."

Bai Ling looked thoughtful, touched her chin seriously, and thought.

"Decades?"

Chen Bahuang couldn't help but tremble, and he was a little amused and crying.

"This is under normal circumstances. There are many secrets in your body now, and I can't even explain them clearly. And you have the special existence of Spring and Autumn Sword Intent. If it were you, it wouldn't take so long."

When Bai Ling noticed Chen Bahuang's expression at this time, he comforted him.

"You also know that the path of practice you are taking now is different from all practitioners."

"The rest of the practitioners need to accumulate spiritual power from the world, then store spiritual power in the dantian, wander on the meridians, and wait until the spiritual power accumulates to a certain extent, then use this spiritual power to break through the shackles and break through the realm."

"But you who have the Spring and Autumn Sword are completely different. At this time, there is no spiritual power in your body, but it is all the sword energy accumulated. In other words, the suggestions accumulated in your body are completely different from our spiritual power, so we are also completely different in your path of cultivation."

"The path you took was completely completed from beginning to end. This person is the premier of Chunqiu Sword. To be honest, the strange way of cultivating immortals is not something that normal people can think of. Now I am really curious about the premier of Chunqiu Sword. What a strange way of thinking of this way of cultivating this way of cultivating."

When talking about this, Bai Ling couldn't help but admire the premier of Chunqiu Store.

Because the way of practice created by that person has exceeded everyone's understanding.

But the way this person created was extremely powerful.

"No matter how fast it is, it will take many years."

After hearing what Bai Ling said just now, Chen Bahuang nodded and said with some interest: "In short, it is still a bit difficult for me to surpass you now, so I should first find a way to break through the fifteenth level of martial arts and enter the realm of a master of swordsmanship."

"You are right. After you enter the realm of a kendo master, you can truly become a master in the eyes of secular people."

Bai Ling nodded, thinking that Chen Bahuang was right.

"Are you just a master in the eyes of secular people to reach the level of a kendo master?"

Chen Bahuang couldn't help but smash his mouth, because not long ago, the level of a swordsman master in his eyes was already a master among the masters.

"When you truly see the vastness of the sky outside the sky, you will think that even the Sword Saint is no big deal."

Bai Ling slowly raised his head and looked at the bright moon used by thousands of stars.

He was born in the White Dragon clan among the demon clan since childhood.

And his father is the most powerful man in this world.

Even though Bai Ling has been gifted since childhood, even if Bai Ling is the White Dragon clan, among all the offspring born in 10,000 years, the purest bloodline.

Even Baidi personally admitted that Bai Ling's talent was greater than that of himself.

But whenever Bai Ling gets along with his father, he always feels an invisible pressure from his father.

This pressure even makes you feel powerless like Bai Ling who pays.

That can no longer be described as a gap, but a natural barrier.

It is therefore that Bai Ling understood how powerful his father was.

It is because of this that Bai Ling, who grew up beside the world's top strongest man, has naturally different visions from other casual cultivators.

In the eyes of others, the master of swordsmanship is already a top-level powerhouse.

But in Bai Ling's eyes, a strong man of the level of Xuanhe had barely entered the ranks of true masters between heaven and earth.

If you are so proud, you are just masters in the eyes of secular people.

"The Sword Saint is no big deal." Chen Bahuang smiled bitterly, then smacked his lips again, "You can only say this, I can't say such arrogant words."

"That can only prove that you are too weak now." Bai Ling suddenly looked at Chen Bahuang seriously and said, "My father once taught me that between the world, immortals may not be too noble, but they need to have a fairy spirit. People in the world may not be too free and easy, but they need to have a sense of arrogance in their hearts."

"On weekdays, immortals can also be drunk and lonely, and people from the world can even swear words."

"But in the face of the strong, the arrogance in your heart is the biggest reason to support you."

"This is very reasonable." Chen Bahuang put away his joking expression when he heard such words. "Your father was able to say such words, which made me curious about what kind of person he is. If he had the chance, he really wanted to meet him."

"I'll just forget it when I meet you."

Bai Ling glanced at Chen Bahuang with some contempt.

"What kind of eyes are you?"

Chen Bahuang had a little helpless taste.

"A kind and reminder look." Bai Ling smiled slightly, "The reason why you don't let you meet my father is actually for your own good, because you may be difficult for you to stand in front of him."

Hearing this, Chen Bahuang couldn't help but think of Bai Ling's father's image in his heart, and finally his expression became a little weird: "Does your father look a little uh..."

Because he noticed Bai Ling's gradually becoming cold, Chen Bahuang finally returned the second half of the sentence and did not dare to say it out.

"You mean to say that my father may look a little ugly, or it may be a bit scary, right? Do you mean that?"

Although Chen Bahuang did not speak, Bai Ling still explained what he wanted to say through his time with Chen Bahuang and his understanding of this period of time.

"You said this yourself, I haven't said it."
Chapter completed!