Chapter 5

Yang Guo grabs the wine gourd, the color of thinking in his eyes.

He believed that Xiao Tian's behavior before he left had something else in mind. Was it the test of that elder?

This wine gourd seems a little light?

Yang Guo grabs the wine gourd and shakes it. Then he simply pulls out the stopper. A strong aroma of wine comes to his nose. Just smelling it, it makes people feel a little smoked.

However, in addition to the aroma of the wine, there is not even a drop of wine in the wine gourd.

I see!

When Yang Guo saw the empty wine gourd, a smile appeared on his face. It seems that the elder Xiao Tian is testing his sincerity!

Thinking of this, Yang Guo quickly put away the wine gourd and walked briskly to the Chongyang palace.

In the dark, Xiao Tian saw Yang Guo's reaction and nodded gently.

……

The next day, Yang Guo listened to some simple formula from Zhao Zhijing as usual. Zhao Zhijing still didn't teach him any moves. Yang Guo was dissatisfied, but he looked forward to his trip to the mountain at night.

At night, a slightly emaciated figure slipped out of the Chongyang palace and ran quietly to the back of Zhongnan mountain.

"Master Xiao, younger Yang Guo, please see you!" Yang Guo bowed down to the distance and said respectfully. He still remembered Xiao Tian's saying last night that it was not time to call master, so he was still in line with his predecessors.

"You boy is punctual," Xiao Tian leaped down from a big tree. His white robe was not stained with any dust, just like a fairy in heaven.

"Master Xiao, your wine gourd," Yang Guo respectfully handed the wine gourd to Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian took over the wine gourd and weighed it, which was much heavier than before. He pulled out the plug. A gourd of clear and transparent wine was emitting an attractive aroma.

"Good wine!" Xiao Tian took a sip, then his eyes lit up and said with a smile.

"It's good for you to be satisfied," Yang Guo said, his face brightened. Then he took out an oil paper package from his arms and handed it to Xiao Tian: "how can we have good wine without good food? When I was wandering outside, I learned cooking skills from a cook for a few days. If you don't dislike this roast chicken, you may as well try it. "

Then he handed the oil paper package to Xiao Tian.

"You have a heart," Xiao Tian looked at the still warm oil paper package and nodded gently.

After a long time, Xiao Tian looked at the chicken bones all over the ground, broke a branch of flower, and said, "well, if you eat your son's roast chicken, if you don't have any indication at all, you will inevitably be ridiculed and said that I am stingy. Then I'll teach you all kinds of sword moves, boy. Watch it

After that, Xiao Tian's temperament suddenly changed. If the former Xiao Tian gave people a feeling of being free and free from the dust, now Xiao Tian is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with sharp edges and sharp edges!

"This sword move has no name, but I summed it up from the sword of returning to Tibet of the Xiaoyao sect. You can do anything you want, and I will break it with one sword."

With the fall of the voice, Xiao Tian moved!

Just like a glimpse of a bird, the whole person disappears in the same place in an instant, and points out the flower branches in his hand, and stabs directly at Yang's eyebrows.

Obviously, it was such a straight stab, but Yang Guo felt that the whole body was covered by this flower branch, which made his hair stand upside down, and there was cold sweat on his forehead.

What a terrible sword!

Yang Guo's heart set off a storm. Although he didn't learn any martial arts moves from Zhao Zhijing, he was the son of Ouyang Feng after all. After all, he stayed in Taohua island for a period of time, and his insight was extraordinary.

He has seen Huang Rong's Jade Flute sword technique, which is graceful and elegant, but has hidden hidden dangers. He has also seen Zhao Zhijing's Quanzhen sword technique, which has changed subtly. Although Zhao Zhijing has not practiced it to perfection, it is also powerful.

He even saw Qiu Chuji practicing sword by chance. In a moment, he stabbed eighteen swords. Each sword was divided into three. When he stabbed, there was only one move. When his wrist trembled, the sword moves were divided into three. However, he had never seen such a terrible sword technique, which pointed at the key points of his body without giving people a chance to breathe!

The sword like flower branches stay in the center of Yang Guo's eyebrows. The cold and piercing feeling comes from the center of his eyebrows, which makes Yang Guo feel that he will be penetrated by this flower branch and die on the spot!

"Boy, do you understand?"