Swing the knife!

Slash!

Spikes!

Hack again!

Cut again!

Split Split Split!

Chop, chop, chop!

Qin Xu stood beside the weeds, completely relying on the gourd to draw the scoop, following the movements of the old Qin master, practicing this so-called superior martial arts technique "Wind Knife Scroll".

The exercises are not superior, Qin Xu didn't know it yet, so he felt that this chopping back and forth, chopping east and west, a piece of tenacious weeds and sharp pole grass, was chopped by him to only a small piece of protruding rhizome, which was still quite refreshing.

At least compared to the beast control technique of breaking the net and grasping the spiritual energy, and the Lingyan heart trick of cultivating half of the head against the sun, this wind knife scroll is obviously more in line with Qin Xu's preferences.

At the beginning, the movements were very boring, and Qin Xu's posture was not very standard.

But with the repetition of the practice of knife by knife, Qin Xu's movements slowly coincided with that of Old Master Qin.

He could finally feel each slash, not a wave of his hand in vain, he could feel a thin aura forming around his body and dissipating at a very slow speed.

The second knife.

Another breath was formed.

The third knife.

The three energies formed a humble little net.

Fourth knife.

Fifth Knife ......

Qin Xu's speed of swinging the knife is getting faster and faster, his posture is becoming more and more accurate, and the qi formed around his body is becoming more and more dense.

Although some of the energy disappeared, it still couldn't catch up with Qin Xu's slashing speed.

Without distractions, Qin Xu once again entered the state of divine soul cultivation.

He saw the presence of aura around him.

This time, the aura around him was a little bigger than when he was cultivating in the Lanjiang Wilderness, about four or five times larger than a hair, and there were more than a dozen of them, let's call them aura fish!

These little fish, slashed out by Qin Xu's surrounding energy, chased them everywhere, and the space became smaller and smaller.

There is a certain limit to the range of activities of Reiki.

At Qin Xu's location, the aura only moved within a radius of about three meters.

Therefore, as the amount of qi formed by the wind knife roll increased, the aura little fish became more and more nowhere to escape, and little by little, they were very reluctant to approach Qin Xu.

Finally, Old Qin's master orchid leaf was raised above his head, from the sky to the earth, and he made a move that was like a rainbow.

Qin Xu also did the same, and slammed down.

In an instant, all the qi formed by the wind knife roll around him staggered, staggered and shook each other, and the gap formed between each qi became smaller.

In an instant, the three aura fish could not escape, and were forced to run into Qin Xu's eyebrows.

The small puddle in the eyebrow soul has just filled a little bit of water in the past two days, and the three small fish with aura suddenly occupy this small puddle, squeezing each other around, as if they want to occupy this territory alone.

The last trick ends.

Old Master Qin shook off the orchid leaves in his hand and said with great satisfaction: "Yes, yes, old decay is sure that the Wind Knife Scroll is more suitable for cultivation in this environment than the Lingyan Heart Technique." ”

The aura Xiaoyu'er entered the eyebrow and soul aperture, Qin Xu's heart was discharged, and he suddenly lost his strength, and sat on the ground with his ass, his brain had not yet woken up from the forgetful cultivation.

He simply lay down on the ground, with soft grass shards under him, and the air around him exuded the scent of a comforting grass juice.

Looking at the blue sky, Qin Xu slowly regained his senses, and felt that this kind of cultivation felt really good.

"Whoa, who

The little pig's fragrant cry woke Qin Xu up from the state of looking at the sky.

Qin Xu turned his head and saw a small emerald green pear first, and then the iconic upturned nose of Little Pig Xiangxiang.

"You gave it to me?" Qin Xu laughed, raised his sore arm, took the pear that was smaller than an ordinary fragrant pear, and thanked the little pig Xiangxiang and said, "Thank you so much, you still think of me." ”

Qin Xu sat up, and immediately saw Old Master Qin holding the fat rabbit Lao Huang, sitting on a pile of emerald green pears about fifty or sixty centimeters high, sucking and sucking with satisfaction.

Qin Xu was sure that these pears were picked up by the little pig Xiangxiang when they were cultivating the wind knife roll, and they went to the fruit grove.

"How about I taste it?" Qin Xu took out the tool knife he carried with him, and peeled off the not very good-looking skin of the little pear, the abundant pear juice continued to seep out, and the rich fruity fragrance floated on the tip of his nose.

Take a bite and half a pear is gone.

However, it was really not in vain that the little pig Xiangxiang opened her nose.

When this pear is brought to the market, it will definitely not sell for a price, but it tastes so sweet and delicious.

The fruit trees planted by fruit growers are usually good varieties.

As the fruit growers give up, these fruit trees are in a natural and wild state, slowly blooming, growing slowly, not impatient, without urging, and the small fruits condense the essence and fragrance of long growth, which is why they are so delicious.

The most important thing is that the piggy's strong sense of smell allows it to find the sweetest and most delicious fruit in a pile of pears on the ground.

The more Qin Xu ate, the more enjoyable he became.

One didn't hold back, and in a blink of an eye, seven or eight emerald green pears were eaten, full of relish, and refreshed.

When he still wanted it, Piggy Xiangxiang didn't agree.

It shook its head vigorously, cocking its nose and pointing at the tree, obviously letting Qin Xu do it himself, with plenty of food and clothing.

"Okay," Qin Xu finished replenishing his energy, and he was alive again, he jumped up, rubbed his sore arm, and prepared to pick a big pick.

It's delicious and doesn't cost money, this kind of good thing, you can't be lazy.

When Qin Xu stood up, his hiking boots sank into the soft blades of grass.

It turned out that Qin Xu's chopping and chopping not only helped him catch three small spiritual fish, but also cleaned up all the weeds in the vicinity.

The leaves, like chopping them with a kitchen knife, fell evenly on the ground, like a verdant grass blanket.

No wonder Qin Xu was lying down just now and felt very comfortable.

Qin Xu felt once again that this wind knife roll was particularly in tune with him.

No, after the cultivation is over, a ready-made blanket is also spread out for him to rest.

Qin Xu muttered and looked at the time.

An hour and twelve minutes.

From the time he raised his hand and swung the first knife with Old Master Qin, more than an hour had passed.

Qin Xu picked up the scythe that fell beside him, and was surprised to find that the old scythe that Lao Wen gave him that was already very dull turned out to be much brighter.

Especially the traces of rust that Qin Xu disliked before, they have also disappeared, although it still has a very rustic appearance, but at least it is already a good sickle.

"In the process of cultivation, the wind strength will also have a certain impact on the weapon. Ordinary weapons, in the process of helping beginners to cultivate, will become sharper. However, to a certain extent, it is necessary to replace the weapon with a new one, otherwise if it continues to be used, the weapon will be damaged. After cultivating to a higher level, you can't use ordinary iron tools to cultivate, and its material can't withstand the increasingly powerful wind power of the wind knife roll. Old Master Qin finished sucking the pear and explained.

"Of course," he added, "You're at this level, you want to change to a new weapon, and what else do you have to wait!"