Shen Wenqiu smiled and said: "Elder Wen's kindness, ask Qiu Xin, but I don't think there should be any seniors who are bored enough to make a fake swordsmanship to fool the juniors; besides, Elder Wen, didn't you always say that people know from the beginning of learning, and it is not natural not to learn; everything must be lucky, and he has to be not my sage." Wenqiu retreated before he tried, but it seemed that there was less spirit of young people to forge ahead and face difficulties. ”

When Wen Susuan heard him say this, he no longer persuaded him, and said: "It's okay, young people! You need to have a little spirit of facing difficulties, sharpen and sharpen more, and you will be more responsible in the future." ”

Wen Shusuan changed the topic and said, "Let's get acquainted with each other, this principle can't be violated, I'll calculate the cost of borrowing these two scrolls for you." After speaking, he began to bow his head and pick up his abacus, and muttered while calculating: "One volume of Xuanhuang-level exercises is two Xuanling stones for one day, two volumes are four, and ten days is thirty-eight, no, no, ten days is..."

I'll go, this Elder Wen is too principled, isn't it?

Shen Wenqiu admired this Elder Wen a little, and he really didn't give any affection.

At the same time, listening to the old man's muttering, he finally understood why the young man was so anxious before, and finally knew why this Elder Wen was called Wen Shu, such a simple addition and subtraction can be wrong, and it can't be called Wen Shuma!

He didn't have time to spend here, and he didn't have a Xuanling Stone to give him, so he took out the waist card given by Gongsun Lan and handed it to the front of Wen Shu, who was looking down and calculating.

Wen Suansuan saw the waist card and scolded: "You kid didn't take this out earlier, make fun of me, right?"

Shen Wenqiu didn't dare to provoke this bad old man, in case he was angry, he had to listen to him finish the calculations, and then let himself go, he just had no place to cry, so he hurriedly picked up the two scrolls on the counter and ran away like a plague, and shouted at the same time: "Elder Wen, do you count slowly?" Wenqiu, come and see you another day." ”

Wen Suansuan looked at his distant back, and scolded with a smile: "This kid is really a little underdrawn." ”

As soon as he returned to the small courtyard, Shen Wenqiu first opened the "Bu Lingfeng" to practice, his cultivation is too low now, and he has crossed over to the territory of this Zhongshenzhou, and it is okay to cross over, but he is still near an emperor-level force, he is such a weak chicken, he can kill himself by just one person, and he can't always rely on lip service, what if he encounters someone who doesn't buy it? So he can only learn a life-saving technique first.

Shen Wenqiu followed its Xuanling Qi and pace, how could he feel weird, but he was like a fool and went around in circles, not at all like the so-called Ling Feng.

He couldn't help but stop and wonder what went wrong.

The book spirit hanging in the air looked at him without the essentials, "Brother Shen, this "Bu Ling Feng" can't just be in vain, if you want to get started, you must first know what Ling Feng is, that is, the meaning of the wind, and then, you have to think about how to carry the wings of the cicada, how to achieve the golden cicada out of its shell." ”

Shen Wenqiu looked at his heart and wondered, "Can you see it?"

Questioning nodded and said: "The road of the world, different paths lead to the same end, as long as you understand the truth, you can use it freely; although I am only a book spirit, but I have seen a lot, although I am not proficient, I know a little bit of fur." ”

Shen Wenqiu agrees with her very much, everything in the world has its own laws of operation, and if people grasp its laws, they understand the truth.

Knowing this, Shen Wenqiu was no longer greedy, but stood there feeling the wind, and asked himself in his heart, "What is the wind? Is it light, is it speed, is it a human feeling? or..."

The little tassel looked at Shu Ling and said, "Sister Qianxin, what is Brother Shen doing, won't it be like last time?"

"No, he's feeling the wind." ”

The little tassel didn't understand, "Why do you want to feel the wind?"

Conscience smiled: "Naturally, it is his reason, let's not disturb him." ”

Little Tassel reluctantly let out an "oh" and stayed aside to eat the chicken legs.

"The wind is invisible and self-existent, the wind is intentional and existential, the wind has a size, it all depends on human perception, or brisk, or leisurely, fast and slow are all natural, although invisible but traced. Shen Wenqiu followed what he thought, unconsciously operating the power of the Xuan Ling, secretly matching the pace, moving with his heart, his body fluttering fast or slow, although he could not do it without a trace, but the speed was obviously several times faster than ordinary people.

He opened his eyes and asked, "Did it work?"

Shu Ling saw his body fluttering, although he was not proficient, but he was more or less in the door, "Brother Shen, congratulations, now that you have entered the hall, as long as you practice more and have a deeper understanding, you will be able to perfect your fire in a few days, and you can use it handy." ”

Shen Wenqiu nodded, there was not the slightest joy in his heart, after all, it took him half a day to barely enter the door, and Shen Wenqiu didn't know that it would take four or five days for most people to practice this body method before they found a way to get started, if these people knew what Shen Wenqiu was thinking at this time, it was estimated that they could beat him to death.

Shen Wenqiu put "Bu Lingfeng" aside and picked up "Chi Chong" instead; although saving one's life is the most important thing, sometimes a fight is unavoidable.

Although Shen Wenqiu's consciousness thought that he could not fight without fighting, after all, he was a scholar, and he had to be reasonable so that he would not insult Sven.

But where there are people, there will be contradictions, and once the contradictions intensify, violence will be used, which is the most helpless and easiest way to solve the problem.

So even if you can't learn swordsmanship right away, you can sometimes scare others by learning a few tricks.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously thought of Su Yunxin, and muttered to himself: "I finally understand why Sister Su likes violence so much, simple and rude, and she doesn't use her brains and tongues, how good." ”

"I wonder how they're doing?"

Shen Wenqiu saw that although the world was peaceful on the surface, it was full of calculations, but fortunately, he was in this place where the power was stronger, and everyone had some brains and worries; if it was a place with a bad environment for those small families, he was afraid that he would not know how many times he had died.

He turned around and asked, "Ask your heart, how can you see that this thing has sword intent? Why can't I see it?"

He asked his heart: "Brother Shen, this kind of thing is ethereal, it is not something that can be seen by the eyes, but a person's perceptual feeling, people with low cultivation can't feel it at all, and people with high cultivation will feel a trace of palpitations on the other party, which is called killing people invisibly." ”

"Then can you see the key to its cultivation?" Shen Wenqiu held up the "Chi Zhong" scroll, looking at her conscience with a hint of expectation, if she could see this, she would be able to reach the peak and crush countless people if she practiced casually in the future.

Conscience shook his head and said: "My level is too low now, although this sword technique is a fragment, but if it can have sword intent, it is naturally a profound thing, and it is not something that can be seen through casually." Only after practicing it yourself can you know and realize some essence, so Brother Shen, you need to practice the swordsmanship now, be familiar with it, and then find the trick, so that what can make perfect; ”

Shen Wenqiu knew that the divine weapons in this world were all conceived and nurtured by the spirit of the Xuanling, and of course there was another kind of weapon master, which was created by the master of refining, which was divided into four categories: Xuan, Ling, Saint, and God, and each type was divided into four grades: extreme, upper, middle, and lower;

He picked up the sword and played according to the little people depicted on the scroll, it was really like Wen Susuan's words, blind comparison, nothing.

The little tassel looked at Shen Wenqiu alone and laughed heartily, "Sister Qianxin, what is Brother Shen doing crazy again? It's so funny, right?"

Instead of feeling amused, Questioning Heart asked, "Little Tassel, don't you need to cultivate?"

The little tassel thought for a while, shook his head, and said, "What is cultivation, why do you want to cultivate?"

The conscience seems to suddenly understand, and he laughs and does not speak.

In the past few days, in addition to eating and reviewing "Bu Lingfeng", Shen Wenqiu has practiced Chi Chong's swordsmanship with the sword in his hand, and every action has been repeated over and over again.

The world is reasonable, broad and about to take, thick and thin.

Those who practice martial arts can only endure the loneliness and boring life of martial arts practice in order to become famous all over the world.

As Shen Wenqiu continued to repeat the swordsmanship movements, he seemed to have an understanding, and muttered to himself: "Late weight is not late weight, fast and slow are orderly, slow are moderate, fast is like lightning, slow is like a worm, late is to take the move, the move is fast to break the sword, break the wind and flash the sword qi, and patrol the wind is self-contained." ”

Shen Wenqiu was chanting while dancing with a sword, his movements were sometimes fast and sometimes slow, seemingly chaotic, but they had their own rules.

As the sword danced in the air, a sound of breaking wind came out, two sounds of breaking wind came out, and then another...

Gradually, there was a burst of wind-breaking sound, and the leaves on the interior of the courtyard were windless and dusty.

Conscience looked at this phenomenon and muttered happily: "There is no wind automatically, dust is all over the sky, the sword qi flashes, and the sword momentum is subtle; Brother Shen is really a genius, he has cultivated the sword qi in just a few days, and he has touched the sword momentum, and he will definitely be able to master the sword intent in the future." ”

Sword intent is not something that anyone can master, and anyone who masters sword intent is a genius who has no chance in a million years.

Shen Wenqiu gradually woke up from his epiphany, without any special feelings, but felt that the movements just now were not as stiff as a few days ago, but a little smooth, and natural.

But when he practiced again, although his movements were not very stiff, he could not do as smoothly as he had just been, and he told his doubts to his conscience.

He asked, "Brother Shen, don't you really remember what just happened?"

Shen Wenqiu shook his head and asked: "You are just in a state of epiphany, in the epiphany, you dance the sword and dance the sword qi, forming a sword momentum; ”

She felt a little sorry for Wenqiu, and said: "You have just been talking about the delay and non-delay, the speed is orderly, the slowness is moderate, the fast is like lightning, the slow is like a worm, the move is late, the move is fast, the attack is self-breaking, the wind is flashing the sword qi, and the wind patrol has become a trend This phenomenon has appeared, I think this is the true meaning of the Chi Chong swordsmanship!"

Shen Wenqiu repeated what his conscience told him again, and sure enough, the movements were much smoother, although there was no more phenomenon just now, but the effect was already very good, as long as he practiced more, he could grasp this feeling and master the sword momentum.