At the request of the valley lord Long Zhan, Wu Feng had no choice but to follow Elder Bai to practice the sword technique in the valley. As soon as this news came out, it almost exploded in the entire Valley of Forgotten Worries.

You must know that Elder Bai targeted Wu Feng with a single action, and now that he personally disciplined him, wouldn't he want to push Wu Feng into the fire pit? Although the night attack of the man in black that day was not investigated in detail, most of the people in the valley knew about the truth of the speculation, but it was inconvenient to say it clearly. The old and the young have a lot of grievances, and I am afraid that this time we will inevitably get along.

"The knife is light and delicate, and it is intended to change as you like. The old man was born in the Qinglongmen, and the knife skills of the Qinglongmen are unpredictable, and the enemy is at a loss when facing the enemy. ”

In the depths of the mansion, I saw that in the spacious courtyard, an old man in white stood with his hands in his hands and stared ahead, and he saw that it was Elder Bai without a doubt. The old fellow's words were eloquent, and his eyes saw a young man with a long knife in his hand dancing frequently. The sword light in the field flickered continuously, and the knife technique was vividly displayed by the young man.

The blade changes, and the blade shadow is ingenious. This young man's eyebrows are heroic, and it is Wu Feng himself. I saw that he was holding a long knife in his hand, and all his thoughts were integrated into the knife moves. Moves at will, skillfully and constantly. The knife technique is free and eclectic. It has reached a certain level of refinement.

"Good boy, in just 10 days, he has mastered and practiced more than a dozen swordsmanship under my Qinglong Gate. He learned it as soon as he learned it, and he didn't need me to explain it in detail at all. Among them, this spiritual transformation is the best in the high-level martial arts of the human level in the sect, and it is the foundation for cultivating the martial arts of the ground level of this sect. was also trained by him to the extent that one move can change in all directions. This son's talent is really shocking, isn't it.... Is it providence?"

Looking at Wu Feng, who was wielding his sword skills in the field, Elder Bai's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but clench his right hand tightly behind his back. You must know that although this spiritual transformation is a human-level martial art, it is the foundation for cultivating the top martial arts of the Qinglong Sect. The way of change alone is definitely better than other sword moves of the same level.

This knife method is called the Eight Directions of Spiritual Change, and the actual meaning is that the knife moves are issued, and the eight directions of the knife can be carried in a flash. There are eight different variations between one move, which is very impressive. After only two days of cultivation, Wu Feng was already able to change in all directions. Such intelligence naturally shocked Elder Bai.

In just 10 days, Elder Bai passed on more than ten kinds of sword techniques under the Qinglong Sect to Wu Feng. Contrary to what the outside world thinks, he does not show any stinginess. Even Wu Feng himself found this very strange.

I don't know why he is so generous, but since you are willing to teach me, I will try to learn. Seizing the opportunity, Wu Feng practiced hard in these more than 10 days. Relying on his own divine soul to reach the level of the divine thought realm, he insisted on practicing all these more than ten kinds of sword techniques.

After a two-hour drill, Wu Feng slowly stopped his work and recruited. Now that it was almost noon, Elder Bai looked at the hour and said, "Okay, let's stop here." After practicing for so long, you should take a break, and if you have nothing to do, you can go. ”

Wu Feng nodded, and walked away without saying a word. The two of them have spoken very little in the past 10 days. Wu Feng has never said anything other than the words "en", "yes" and "good". He didn't even say a word with two words. The current relationship between the two is really awkward.

"It's strange, Old Man Bai has been teaching me hard during this time, is he really teaching me martial arts? No matter what, I can't take it lightly, in case this old guy finally gives me a yin. ”

After leaving Elder Bai, Wu Feng gobbled up the problem of lunch. It is getting closer and closer to the day of the hundred schools of thought, and if you want to stand out in the way, you must put in ten times more hard work than ordinary people.

Back in his room, Wu Feng gently closed the door. I saw him sitting cross-legged on the bed, and his consciousness gradually entered the emptiness. The snort slowed slightly, the rhythm of breathing gradually evened, and the true qi of the whole body also quickly swam up at this moment.

"Time is of the essence right now, and even though I have some achievements in sword skills and martial arts, I must not take it lightly. With my current strength, I have only reached the level of the late stage of the Kaiyuan Realm, and if I want to be the first, I must go further. ”

The Four Desolation Divine Techniques are intended to practice the inside from the outside, and no matter how gorgeous the external tricks are, they are just an aid for cultivating the inner skills. But during this period of time, it has always been difficult for his Four Desolate Divine Techniques to be significantly presented, and his cultivation seems to be resisted.

However, Wu Feng understood that the cultivation of the Four Desolation Divine Techniques was difficult layer by layer. And the merger of the four killing forces of this third layer is even more difficult. But no matter how difficult it is, he won't give up. In any case, he had to completely fuse and practice the power of these four killings before the hundred schools of thought discussed the Dao.

Another day passed, and Wu Feng, as always, practiced sword skills and martial arts in the morning, and meditated in the afternoon to temper the Four Desolation Divine Techniques. Although the Four Desolation Divine Techniques were slow to enter the realm, his cultivation in sword techniques was obviously more refined than the previous day.

On the second day, when Wu Feng held the long knife in his hand again, he cast a spiritual transformation in all directions. I saw that the layers of knife moves suddenly increased and changed, and what seemed to be a simple knife gave birth to eight variants. The knife moves are like eight steel knives striking at the same time from eight different directions, which is dazzling.

Seeing this, Elder Bai was shocked again. This kind of performance all proves that Wu Feng has completely broken through the boundaries and practiced this knife technique to the point of being thoroughly proficient and proficient.

"Enough!" Just when Wu Feng broke through, he was almost forgetful. Elder Bai suddenly shouted and ordered him to stop recruiting.

Wu Feng's heart was shocked, and only then did he walk out of the realm of self-forgetfulness. He was slightly stunned, took advantage of the knife move in his hand, and finally said the first complete sentence: "What's the matter, why did you suddenly let me stop?"

Elder Bai pondered for a moment, only to see him slowly close his eyes and open them, put his hands behind his back and said, "You have thoroughly cultivated this set of spiritual transformations, and it will not help you if you continue to practice." I really didn't expect your talent to be so high. Although this set of sword techniques is only a human-level martial arts, it is very difficult for ordinary people to achieve the situation of locking all directions with one move. It seems that your comprehension of knives is far beyond my imagination. ”

After a pause, Elder Bai said slowly: "From today onwards, I will teach you the highest ground level martial arts of the Blue Dragon Gate, what do you say?"

Hearing this, Wu Feng was immediately pleasantly surprised. Ground-level martial arts, looking at the peers in the valley, there are only a few people who can be lucky enough to practice. It's not that there are any excessively high rules for cultivating this earth-level martial art, the most important thing is that those people are not qualified enough.

After all, not everyone has extraordinary talents, and the strength and cultivation of martial arts also depend on personal ability. Even if a superior martial art is given to you, you must have the ability to cultivate. Otherwise, you will only bring humiliation on yourself and laugh generously.

Wu Feng's divine soul strength has created his talent ten times that exceeds ordinary people, if such a qualification is only immersed in human-level martial arts, even if it is the best, it will only mislead people's children. However, Elder Bai would teach so generously, which was really a little unexpected. After all, the teaching of human-level martial arts is also taught, and the significance of an earth-level martial art is far greater than that of a human-level martial art.

"Elder Bai. Full of doubts in his heart, Wu Feng finally couldn't bear it anymore and decided to pierce the layer of window paper. "I've always had a question I don't understand, I wonder if you can answer it to me?"

Elder Bai swept his eyes coldly, snorted and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it directly." ”

Wu Feng's face sank, and he said, "Okay, then I won't say secret words." Why the hell are you so generous in teaching me martial arts?"

After hearing this, Elder Bai was silent for a moment and said, "You are a disciple of Forgotten Sorrow Valley, and I am Elder Forgotten Sorrow Valley, what's so strange about teaching you martial arts?"

Wu Feng said again: "Yes, I still have another question, that night, that is, when I was attacked by the man in black, I don't know where Elder Bai was?"

As soon as these words came out, Elder Bai's face suddenly changed. The old man's eyes were cold, and he seemed to be able to strangle people. At the moment when Wu Feng had just finished saying this, Elder Bai suddenly picked up a long knife on the knife holder with his right hand. The blade pointed forward, and the true qi of the whole body moved with it. In an instant, the old man was suddenly wrapped in a pure qi and turned into a huge steel knife, shooting directly towards Wu Feng like electricity!

The blade was so powerful that it seemed to shatter the air mercilessly everywhere it passed. Where the air waves flew, they only shook and buzzed around. The sword rushed to Wu Feng's door in an instant, but the young man was unmoved. A pair of eyes looked firmly ahead, and the steps under their feet did not move a single bit, as if they were firmly rooted like a tree.

Rumble!

The sword shattered in an instant, only to shake the surrounding wind. Elder Bai stood quietly in front of Wu Feng, and the tip of the long knife in his hand was only a millimeter away from stabbing his eyebrows, but it stopped abruptly in the middle of the process.

The sword wind ruffled Wu Feng's long flowing hair, and the young man was silent. Elder Bai said slowly: "As the saying goes, it's rare to be confused. You remember that if everything is too exhausted, fate will inevitably end sooner. If you really want to win glory for your mother, don't put your mind on useless things, otherwise you will only suffer the loss. ”

After speaking, the scene was dead silent. The eyes of the two touched each other at this moment, and they seemed to rub a strange firelight. Just when the atmosphere in the field was in a dilemma, suddenly a subordinate ran over and said respectfully: "Master, Elder Black is here!"

Elder Bai snorted coldly, and threw the long knife in his hand at Wu Feng's feet with internal force. The long knife slammed down, and the blade of the knife completely sank into the ground. Wu Feng was silent, and watched Elder Bai throw his sleeves away. I only heard the old man say as he walked: "I will be here today, and I will come here on time tomorrow, and there will be no mistake." ”

Looking at Elder Bai's departing figure, Wu Feng fell deeper and deeper into contemplation: "This old guy is mysterious, what do Fang Cai's words mean? Could it be that he didn't appear that night? What's the secret?"

Leaving Wu Feng, Elder Bai came to the main hall of the mansion. Seeing that Elder Hei was already waiting inside, the two looked at each other and smiled, and then took their seats. I only heard Elder Hei say, "Brother has been doing lately, I haven't seen you for a while." I heard that the valley lord actually handed over Wu Feng's stinky boy to his brother, I really don't know what he thinks. ”

Taking a sip of tea, Elder Bai smiled, "What else can I think." After all, this stinky boy is his grandson, and he did not hesitate to waste his arms to seek sympathy and save Wu Feng's mother and son, and his intentions can be regarded as good. In the past eight years, this stinky boy has also been competitive, and today's gains are not easy to come by. I just hope he doesn't follow his old path again. ”

Hearing this, Elder Hei said, "What's the matter, could it be that my brother has already decided to accept him?"

Elder Bai said: "It's not about accepting or not accepting it, it's just that the valley lord handed him over to me, I'm afraid it has another deep meaning." ”

As he spoke, Elder Bai fell into deep thought. Seeing this, Elder Hei hurriedly said, "Deep meaning, what deep meaning can he have." Hmph, if he hadn't cut off his arm to seek the sympathy of everyone in the valley back then, I'm afraid that the valley owner of the valley who forgets worries now may not be anyone. Anyway, this Wu Feng is that person's child after all. The so-called non-my race must have different hearts, and my brother must be careful to discipline him on weekdays!"

Elder Bai sighed, and suddenly thought of something. I saw that his eyes lit up, and he suddenly asked: "By the way, Lao Hei, I haven't seen you all this time, what are you busy with?"

When asked about this, Elder Hei became a little distracted for some reason, and said, "Oh, hey, during this time, I have occasionally contracted a cold, and my body is a little unwell, so I have been recuperating at home and have never gone out. Otherwise, with my temper, how can I be bored at home, don't you say?"

Elder Bai nodded, held up the teacup and took a sip with a smile. He secretly glanced at Elder Black with his peripheral vision, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

Elder Black and Elder White talked for a long time before saying goodbye. After bidding farewell to Elder Black, Elder White returned to his study. He picked up a book and flipped through it carefully, but halfway through, he couldn't help but think of the scene when he talked to Elder Black again.

For some reason, a sense of chaos rose in my heart. Elder Bai simply put down the book in his hand, walked to the window and thought secretly, "As a martial arts person, how can you easily be infected with the wind cold?

A dark cloud rose from the center of his eyebrows, and Elder Bai's hands behind his back only gurgled and clenched...