Xia Yu knocked down the four doglegs and returned to the dormitory, which was a double room, with a table, two chairs, two beds, and some pots and pans and other daily necessities, and the conditions were very simple.

Xia Yu was sitting cross-legged on the bed, practicing his luck, when footsteps sounded outside.

"Xia Yu, you're back. ”

The one who spoke was a young man of the same age as Xia Yu, the young man's name was Qin Hao, and he was a miscellaneous disciple of the construction office like Xia Yu, and the two of them lived in a dormitory.

Xia Yu opened his eyes, showed a smile at Qin Hao, and said, "I just came back." ”

Qin Hao smiled, he was in a very good mood, he held a bag of fried chestnuts with sugar in his hand, gave a few to Xia Yu, and said: "When I came back just now, I saw Zhao Er and them, Zhao Er and their noses were blue and their faces were swollen, I don't know which hero they were beaten." ”

Zhao Er, they are the four doglegs, on weekdays, the four doglegs rely on Jia Wei's support, and they have bullied Xia Yu and Qin Hao, Qin Hao gritted his teeth with hatred for these four doglegs.

Qin Hao waved his fist and said, "If only one day I could open my mind and become a powerful martial artist, I would definitely beat Zhao Er and them all over the ground to find their teeth, kneel on the ground and call me grandpa!"

Qin Hao, like Xia Yu, has poor talent and no family background, and if he wants to pursue martial arts, he can only be a miscellaneous disciple in the Vermilion Bird Sect.

Xia Yu said: "As long as we work hard and persevere, sooner or later, we will succeed." ”

Qin Hao nodded and said, "Yes, if it weren't for the pursuit of martial arts, I wouldn't have stayed here and suffered from Jia Wei and Zhao Er." ”

Qin Hao sat on the bed, handed the sugar-fried chestnuts to Xia Yu, and said, "Eat it." ”

Xia Yu ate two fried chestnuts with sugar and asked, "Where can I get a sword?"

"What do you want a sword for?" Qin Hao asked.

Xia Yu said: "I want to practice swordsmanship. ”

Qin Hao said: "You haven't opened your mind yet, you can't practice swordsmanship." ”

Xia Yu didn't tell the truth to Qin Hao, he wanted to keep a low profile now, hide his strength, and said: "I'm idle and idle, my father taught me a set of swordsmanship, I want to practice two times." ”

Qin Hao pointed to the wall and said, "There is a sword there, I don't know if I can use it." ”

Xia Yu followed Qin Hao's finger and saw a sword hanging on the wall, this sword had been hanging for an unknown amount of time, and it had been covered with a layer of dust.

Xia Yu took off the sword, wiped off the dust, looked at it, and said, "This sword is not bad, whose is it?"

Qin Hao said: "This is left by the previous master of this dormitory, he is also a miscellaneous disciple like us, he has been in the Vermilion Bird Sect for six years, and he has not been able to become an inner disciple at the age of twenty, in despair, he committed suicide by jumping off a cliff, and this sword has been hanging here." ”

Listening to Qin Hao's words, Xia Yu couldn't help but sigh, "Why bother." ”

Qin Hao sighed and said, "We, the miscellaneous disciples, have been bullied all day long, so we think that one day we can become inner disciples, and we raise our eyebrows. If this wish is disappointed, it is understandable that I can't bear it in my heart and looks for a short-term view. ”

Xia Yu thought to himself, after he had improved his cultivation, he would come to help Qin Hao, with his help, Qin Hao would definitely not have a problem if he wanted to become an inner disciple.

Now Xia Yu couldn't say these words, he took the sword and said, "I'll go out and find a place to practice swordsmanship." ”

Now, Xia Yu has opened his mind, it is not enough to cultivate internal strength, he also has to study martial arts. For the low-level martial artists of the Yuan Martial Realm, internal strength and martial arts are equally important, internal strength is software, and martial arts are hardware.

Xia Yu found a secluded forest where no one was disturbing and prepared to start practicing swordsmanship.

Most of the one hundred and eight demons in the "Book of Sealed Demons" are good at martial arts, and their martial arts are as vast as a sea together, but there are not many martial arts related to swordsmanship, maybe the weapon of the sword does not match their demon identity.

Xia Yu searched with the power of his divine sense, and Di Kuixing had a martial art called the Breaking Sword Technique, which looked good.

"Okay, I'll practice this swordsmanship," Xia Yu waved the sword in his hand and practiced in the woods.

(In "Water Margin", Di Kuixing is the divine military division - Zhu Wu, the military division is the Confucian among the people, and the sword is the Confucian among the weapons)

The most critical point of the world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable, the most critical point of breaking and killing swordsmanship is speed, there are no fancy moves, no superfluous movements, only a sword to kill the enemy.

Xia Yu held the sword in his hand and practiced it over and over again, sweating all over, his wrists were a little sore from practice, his movements were still slow, and he still hadn't mastered the essence of the swordsmanship.

"If you can't even practice this swordsmanship, how can you reach the peak of martial arts, and how can you go to Liu Xingkong for revenge?" Xia Yu reprimanded himself in his heart, gritted his teeth, and continued to practice.

Success requires talent and sweat, both of which are indispensable.

Although the four words "Heaven rewards diligence" are old-fashioned, they are the truth, Xia Yu wants to reach the peak of martial arts, there is no shortcut, he must take one step at a time, and go up on his own.

Whoosh ......

A few inner disciples passed by the woods, heard the sound of swords, turned their heads to look, and saw Xia Yu practicing swords in the woods.

"Someone came here to practice swordsmanship. ”

"What kind of swordsmanship is he practicing, how come I've never seen it?"

"Bullshit swordsmanship, I think this is a child's trick, do you see, that sword is like a piece of broken iron, how can there be a master with this kind of sword. ”

"Hey, have you seen it, he practiced there for a long time, and he didn't even cut a single leaf, it's ridiculous. ”

"There are more than 10,000 people in our Vermilion Bird Sect, and there are all kinds of birds in the forest. Look at his dress, he is a miscellaneous disciple, he must want to be an inner disciple, and he wants to go crazy. ”

"Hmph, this kind of fool is really pitiful. ”......

Xia Yu didn't hear the discussion of a few inner disciples, he had no distractions, and he concentrated on practicing the swordsmanship there.

Xia Yu thought about the teachings of the master in his previous life, in the hands of the strong, the weapon is alive, the strong can feel the breath of the weapon with his heart, and when the person and the weapon are one, the most powerful power can be burst out.

Xia Yu closed his eyes and closed his five senses, not to hear, not to see, not to smell, not to touch, not to taste, all his thoughts were used to sense the sword in his hand.

Time passed minute by minute in silence, tick-tock, tick-tock......

Suddenly, Xia Yu felt the sword in his hand moving, the sword in his hand was breathing, exhaling, inhaling, exhaling, exhaling, and gradually, the sound of the sword's breathing merged with Xia Yu's breathing.

"This is the time!"

Xia Yu opened his eyes suddenly, and slashed out with a sword, and a dazzling white light bloomed on the blade.

Xia Yu was overjoyed, this swordsmanship was finally completed.

A few inner disciples in the distance were bored, standing there looking at Xia Yu, and seeing Xia Yu slashing out with a sword, not even a single leaf was chopped off, but he laughed and couldn't help but say: "This miscellaneous disciple is really a fool. ”

"Hey, these miscellaneous disciples are all waste, but they still don't accept their fate, they think about the fish leaping over the dragon gate every day, and become inner disciples like us, it's strange if they don't go crazy for a long time. ”

"I saw that he practiced well just now, and I thought he had some ability, but it turned out to be a silver-like pewter gun head, and he was deceiving. ”

"Let's go, what's so nice about a piece of waste. ”

A few inner disciples were just about to leave, when there was a bang, the ground shook, and they staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"What's going on, what's going on?" several inner disciples cried out with horror on their faces.

They followed the sound and took a look, only to see that a cloud of dust and smoke exploded in the place where Xia Yu was practicing his sword just now, and a big tree with a thickness of one person was cut in two by the same brush and collapsed.

Several inner disciples were stunned, looked at the fallen tree, and said, "This, this, this...... Could it be that the miscellaneous disciple did it just now?"

Several inner disciples stared at frightened eyes, and when they went to look for Xia Yu again, Xia Yu had already put away his sword and floated away.

Time passed quietly in cultivation, and before he knew it, it was evening, Xia Yu returned to the dormitory, ate, meditated cross-legged, practiced the internal strength of the mind for a while, and then lay on the bed to sleep.

Due to the great physical and mental consumption during the day, Xia Yu just got on the pillow, and he fell asleep soundly in less than three breaths.

The next morning, Xia Yu woke up, felt refreshed, washed up, hurriedly ate a mouthful of food, and was about to carry the sword and continue to practice swordsmanship in the woods.

"Xia Yu, where are you going?" Qin Hao ran out and asked.

Xia Yu said: "I'm going to practice swordsmanship. ”

Qin Hao said: "You are confused, we have to go to work in the morning." ”

The Vermilion Bird Sect has a rule that miscellaneous disciples have to go to work in the morning and can practice freely in the afternoon.

Xia Yu had no choice but to put the sword back in the house and follow Qin Hao to the hall of the construction office.

As soon as he entered the hall, Xia Yu saw Zhao Er and the four of them, and the four doglegs glanced at Xia Yu, and immediately shuddered, lowered their heads, and didn't dare to say anything.

The miscellaneous disciples had gathered in the hall, and after a while, Javi walked over.

Jia Wei is the steward disciple of the construction department, and he is quite the director or director, and the miscellaneous disciples must obey his command.

Jia Wei sat on a chair and took a small wooden card to arrange tasks for the miscellaneous disciples. The miscellaneous disciples went to work with a small wooden card, and when they finished their work, they had to come back with a small wooden card to resume their lives.

Jia Wei took the roster, arranged the task while taking the roll call, and called Xia Yu's name, Xia Yu stepped forward.

Jia Wei threw a small wooden sign to Xia Yu and said, "This house is leaking rain, you go and fix it." ”

Xia Yu picked up the small wooden sign and looked at it, which showed an address.

Xia Yu memorized the address, put the small wooden sign up, took a bunch of tools to repair the house, and went out of the hall of the construction office to repair the house.

The miscellaneous disciples were all gone, and there were only Jia Wei and the four doglegs left in the hall, and the four doglegs gathered around Jia Wei, gave a thumbs up, and said: "Gao, Gao, senior brother, this trick is really high, killing people without seeing blood." ”

Jia Wei was proud and said, "This waste went there, and if it doesn't die, it has to shed its skin, hehe." ”