Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Chapter 24: Battle against Wan Jianyi
Two years later!
In the ancestral temple, a young man stood in the yard and danced with a stick.

That’s right, dance sticks.

Next to them, an old man sat at a stone platform, sipping tea and watching carefully.

After a long time, Zhang Xiaofan put away the stick and stopped dancing with it.

He looked at Wan Jianyi and asked:
"Uncle Wan, how is my stick dance?"

Wan Jianda stroked his long beard and said:
"You are a natural. You are a master of swords... and sticks. I never thought that in just two years, you have learned all my skills. How can you be so intelligent? Are you still human?"

Zhang Xiaofan stood up straight, spread his hands, and said:
"Senior, do you think I look like a monster?"

"I think you look like a human spirit." Wan Jianyi said and made a joke to Zhang Xiaofan.

Wan Jian has a free and easy personality. After two years of getting along with each other, the two have become close friends and are both teachers and friends.

Wan Jianyi stroked his white beard, stared at Zhang Xiaofan's fire stick, and said:
"I never thought you could use a stick as a sword. Even though you are very skilled at it, you are still not as good as my swordsman."

Zhang Xiaofan: “…”

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and corrected:
"What's the use of being handsome? Power is the most important thing."

"Powerful?" Wan Jianyi murmured, then slowly stood up, his cloudy eyes flashing with brilliance, and said:

"Sword... come!"

The next moment, a magic sword flew out from the ancestral temple and was instantly grasped in his hand.

With the sword in hand, Wan Jianyi's hunched body instantly became straight, like a real immortal sword, and said:

"Then today, I will test you to see how you have learned in the past two years."

"Use your strongest strength!"

"That's exactly what I meant!" Zhang Xiaofan responded, gripping the fire stick tightly and looking directly at Wan Jianyi with his sharp eyes.

The next moment, Wan Jian grasped the Dragon Slaying Sword in one hand and instantly leaped into the air, muttering to himself:
"The righteousness of heaven and earth will last forever. We don't seek to kill immortals, but kill ghosts and gods."

As the incantation was recited, a green dragon formed by magic power appeared above his head.

At the moment Wan Jianyi moved, Zhang Xiaofan also jumped into the air, holding a fire stick in his hand, muttering to himself:

"The righteousness of heaven and earth will last forever. We don't seek to kill immortals, but kill ghosts and gods!"

As soon as he finished speaking, magic power condensed into a green dragon above his head.

Wan Jianyi stared at Zhang Xiaofan with his eyes gleaming with brilliance, and shouted coldly:
"cut!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body flew towards Zhang Xiaofan. The Azure Dragon above his head also rushed towards Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan also shouted loudly upon seeing this:
"cut!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body flew towards Wan Jianyi, with the green dragon above his head, and he roared and killed it.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the two men clashed with their swords. The two green dragons collided with each other at the same time and disappeared into smoke.

However, Zhang Xiaofan was knocked back more than ten meters, while Wan Jianyi did not move at all.

Obviously, Zhang Xiaofan was defeated in the battle with Wan Jianyi.

However, Wan Jianyi looked at Zhang Xiaofan in horror and said:
"I never thought that in just two years, you would break through from the eighth level of Yuqing to the Shangqing realm."

Zhang Xiaofan fell from the air and said with a smile:
"But he is only at the Upper Pure Realm level. He is not as advanced as Master Wan."

Wan Jianyi: “…”

Wan Jian was stunned, then glared at Zhang Xiaofan and said unhappily:

"I feel like you are scolding me. I have practiced for more than 300 years to have my current level of cultivation, but you have only practiced for five years and have already broken through to the Upper Pure Realm."

"Except for the Qingye Patriarch who lived a thousand years ago, no one in the entire Qingyun has your talent."

Zhang Xiaofan touched his nose, looked Wan Jianyi up and down, and suddenly asked:
"Uncle Wan, how long did it take you to break through to the Upper Purity Realm?"

Upon hearing this, Wan Jianyi showed pride on his face and said:
“………” However, just when he was about to speak, he couldn’t say anything because Zhang Xiaofan in front of him was much faster than him.

So Wan Jianyi simply waved his hand and said:
"Don't talk about this, don't talk about this."

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan bowed to Wan Jianyi and said:

"Uncle Wan, Xiaofan is leaving."

When Wan Jian heard this, his expression instantly became dejected, and even his body hunched over. He walked forward and patted Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder heavily, saying in a heavy tone:

"That's right. Two years have passed without me noticing. In a few days it will be the day of the Seven Clans Martial Competition held once every sixty years in Qingyun. It's time to go down the mountain."

Zhang Xiaofan felt the big hand on his shoulder, which was trembling slightly. He could feel Wan Jianyi's reluctance, so he smiled and said:

"Uncle Wan, how have I learned in the past two years?"

Wan Jian glared at Zhang Xiaofan and said with a smile:
"You, kid, have learned all my sword techniques and cultivation insights, and you will be able to cultivate even faster in the future."

"But you haven't learned my skill of picking up girls yet, because..."

"Because you're not as handsome as I was back then!"

Zhang Xiaofan: “………………”

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the old Wan Jianyi. From his outline, he could tell that he must have been a handsome man who had charmed thousands of girls in his day.

With his profound Taoist practice and strong personal charm, he said:

"Uncle Wan, you are more handsome than me, but what if I am thick-skinned?"

Wan Jianyi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter:
"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Haha...haha..." Zhang Xiaofan looked at Wan Jianyi who was laughing and started laughing too.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan stopped laughing and said:

"Uncle Wan, I'm leaving!"

"Yeah!" Wan Jian nodded and turned away.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan turned around and walked out of the yard.

When Wan Jian saw Zhang Xiaofan leaving, he turned around and stared at his back, then suddenly waved his hand.

The next moment, the Dragon-Slaying Sword flew towards Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan sensed something strange behind him, turned around, held the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, then threw the sword back and said:

"Uncle Wan, have you forgotten that I have a fire stick?"

Upon hearing this, Wan Jian looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, with a worried look on his old face. He said:

"Your fire stick is made by combining two rare treasures into one, forged with blood. Its power is even greater than that of the Dragon Slaying Sword.

With your aptitude, holding a fire stick is even more powerful than holding a dragon-slaying sword and using it to slay ghosts and gods."

"However, precisely because it is made from the blood of two extremely evil creatures, the evil energy of the Fire Stick is too strong and has already affected your temperament and body."

"If you continue to use it, your temperament will change drastically and become murderous, and even endanger your life. So, it is better to use the Dragon Slaying Sword instead..."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, looked at the fire stick in his hand, and said:

"Everything has its pros and cons. The fire stick may affect my temperament, but doesn't it help me to constantly improve my character?"

"As for the impact on my life, as long as I find the extremely strong and yang Mysterious Fire Mirror, and then break through the Taiqing realm in the future, it will naturally have little impact."

Having said this, Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the sky and said:

"If I break through Taiqing, comprehend immortality, and become an immortal in this world, the evil spirit of the fire stick will not affect me in the slightest..."

"Xian?"

Wan Jianyi's body trembled when he heard this...

(End of this chapter)