Shi Qing was very surprised, once Shi Qing was very envious of those who had cultivated to the seventh stage of the forging body after one year of cultivation, although they were not the top, but they were also middle-class talents, but this was enough to make Shi Qing of the fourth stage of the forging body very envious.

But now, in just one day, he has grown three stages, and these three stages are much better than the results of one or four stages! This is comparable to the changes he has made in a year.

Shi Qing secretly had fun in his heart, hehe.

When I came back to my senses and looked at the current state of the room at this time, there was a black stain on the flyer, as if I had washed it in the sewer.

Shi Qing smiled bitterly, and thought about the precautions that Cao Wenhan said earlier, this really has to be eaten while, otherwise your room will become a toilet.

Looking at the messy appearance of the room, Shi Qing will not wait for Chen Xiu to clean up the next day, besides, when it smells, how can Shi Qing explain?

What reason do you have to make the sheet completely black and stink?

Thinking of this, Shi Qing felt that he would take a single roll to the toilet and slammed it, and then took out the mop and said that he rubbed the bed board violently.

It can't be helped, this permeability is too strong and it's everywhere!

After an hour of struggle, Shi Qing finally bleached the sheets, but smelling the smell, it was still difficult to say, Shi Qing had the idea of discarding, this smell, or sheets, who can sleep, in other words, whose sheets can be used with peace of mind after being stirred in the toilet and washed?

Thinking of this, Shi Qing silently packed it with a garbage bag, he planned to tell Chen Xiu tomorrow that he had cultivated too much last night and tore up the flyer, so he had to change it.

After a tired night, it has been five or six hours since Chen Xiu drove Shi Qing into the room, and now it can be regarded as two o'clock in the morning. Shi Qing's eyelids were a little unbearable.

But he didn't have anyone in his room, he was afraid of nightmares at night, dreaming of something strange and weird, such a smell, and when the time came, wouldn't it be shameful to dream that Cao Wenhan farted to himself with his ass?

So the witty Shi Qing chose to sleep in the living room, get up early the next day, and go to the park to practice swords!

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The next day, after sleeping for less than four hours, Shi Qing got up, his physical fitness improved a lot, he didn't feel very tired, he just felt a little tired of lying down, this kind of title is lazy, but Shi Qing is more self-disciplined, this little difficulty is not worth mentioning!

Shi Qing, who got up before six o'clock in the morning, left a note on the table, explained his whereabouts to his parents, and asked his mother to change the sheets!

Shi Qing carried a bronze sword and ran past the vegetable market to the nearby Central Park.

If it hadn't been a year since the world had changed drastically when passing by the vegetable market, Shi Qing would have definitely thought that Shi Qing was a fool, but nowadays, there are still a lot of people with hand-held weapons.

After arriving at Central Park, Shi Qing found a vacant space and began to search for information about the Qingfeng Nine Swords in his mind.

At the beginning, Shi Qing planned to find a place where no one was to practice, but there were unusually many people who got up in the morning in this park, and there were old men everywhere practicing Tai Chi, Tai Chi Sword, and old women dancing square dances.

The first sword of the Nine Swords of the Clear Wind was opened in his mind: the wind shadow followed the form, and the Xuan Rank was primary.

The wind shadow follows it, and the wind has an afterimage sword with it!

The move of Wind Shadow Follower evolved over and over again in Shi Qing's mind, and Shi Qing felt that the information in his mind had an effect like an initiation.

The body involuntarily danced with the picture in his mind, and the bronze sword that was originally held in his hand and looked a little heavy was indeed so elegant at this time!

After the whole picture passed, and that feeling stopped, Shi Qing felt very tired, practicing the sword for the first time! The body followed the consciousness to complete the first form of the entire Qingfeng Nine Swords! If it weren't for the consciousness immersed in that magnificent feeling, Shi Qing would never have been able to complete the wind shadow with the body for the first time.

Of course, practicing once does not mean that you have already practiced swordsmanship, to be precise, it is just imitation! But this feeling is more real than simple imitation, and it makes Shi Qing's understanding more thorough.

Just as Shi Qing felt the soreness in his right hand, an old man in a white Tai Chi suit ran from the open space behind Shi Qing with a soft sword in his hand.

"Young man, good sword!" The old man obviously saw that Shi Qing had just practiced well, and wanted to come up and communicate.

But it's obviously not like this in Shi Qing's ears, I didn't mess with you, you say I'm so cheap?

No, it seems that I am doing well in sword practice, but at this time, others praise you, and you are embarrassed to be too proud, and society needs to blow each other.

Shi Qing Zhanrong smiled and said, "You too!"

However, just now the old man realized that something was wrong after he finished speaking, and was about to speak again to hear Shi Qing's words, the old man's face darkened.

"I'm talking about your good sword practice. ”

"It's average, the boy still needs to work hard!" Shi Qing was a little embarrassed in his heart, he praised people, he praised people, he kept praising people, and he praised the same. How can I blow to you with this, I'm shameless?

The old man's face instantly dropped his face, why is this kid so thick-skinned?

Forget it, think about what you are doing here, usually only you are here alone to practice swords, and suddenly see someone coming to the park to practice swords and carry forward the traditional culture, the old man felt that he had finally met his confidant after a spring and autumn, and he had planned to discuss with this young man.

Now the old man just wants to ask for advice first, and then discuss and discuss!

"Young man, I must have practiced for a long time when I saw your sword intent scattered, how about you and I communicate?"

Shi Qingdao said: "I just practiced today. ”

“。。。 ”

"Dao friendship talent, old man, I want to meet friends with a sword, can I dare?" The old man's heart trembled, this can have the slightest sword intent just practiced?

Shi Qingyi raised his eyebrows and thought, this old man looks like he is not seventy but sixty, if the sword goes down and lies directly on the ground, who will I tell to go?

I don't dare.

"Don't dare. ”

The old man snorted coldly when he heard this, this kid is still quite modest, it seems that there is a misunderstanding because of what I said, I am indeed a bit of a bully when I am such an adult, how can I make friends and compete in martial arts, this is not the previous era, and now I advocate civilization!

But when the old man was about to look at Shi Qing differently.

"The old man is not in good health, so don't think about fighting every day. ”

“。。。 ”

The old man is angry in his heart, for so many years, from childhood to adulthood, under heaven and earth, for 50 years! Who dares to say that he is not in good health, who dares to say that he is old?

Dare to love, you don't dare to fight, because I'm afraid that my body is not good, so I won't fight, right?

I can't sleep for three nights!

"I am Chen Qingsong, the fourth-generation descendant of the Chen-style Taiji Sword! ”

Without waiting for Shi Qing to open his mouth, he saw that the soft sword was almost attached to his face, and Shi Qing hurriedly dodged!