The next morning, she got up early, stood in the courtyard and began to practice swinging the sword, yesterday afternoon after feeding the ancestor and the glutton, the two of them patted their butts and left, leaving her to drag the Xuantie sword by herself, and walked back to the inner hall of Guming Peak from the back mountain. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the first day of swinging the sword, Worry-free was obviously very difficult, although after reciting the exercises silently, she felt that the weight of her hands was lighter, but every time she swung it, she had to rest for half a minute, and the height of the swing of the sword was not standard at all, but even so, Worry-free still obediently waved five thousand times each of her left and right hands, but after she finished swinging, it was already the time of the third watch in the middle of the night. She was sweating profusely, and she didn't bother to wash, so she collapsed and fell asleep on the bed.

The next day, he swung the sword, but he endured the pain in his back and back, and the feeling of being sore, and he had no strength at all. Lying on the bed, Wu Wu began to recall the scene of the heroine's cultivation in the inner door at this time, it has been half a month, Huo Yanqiu should have met the first male partner named Yue Yishou~~

The Yue family is a family of immortal cultivators affiliated to Qingyun Mountain, and they have a rich collection of both elixirs and spirit stones. Yue Yishou is also a grandson, and the resources are used by him first. It is estimated that Yue Yishou must have taken a lot of good things to send to Huo Yanqiu now! Thinking of this, he pursed his lips carefree and disdainful~

A month after entering the school, Huo Yanqiu would reach the peak of the first level of Qi training, but now he doesn't even have the strength to hold a sword. Thinking of this, Wu Wu's heart was even more uncomfortable, he sat up anxiously, and walked to the courtyard to start today's training with his Xuantie sword in his arms.

The more she waved, the more sad she became, the more sad she became! Why did she have a car accident and inexplicably spread it to a novel to suffer, why is she still the biggest cannon fodder female partner, why is she still frightened and worried about the pain of digging out her heart and changing her heart. Now she wants to resist, but she can't, and it is not an exaggeration to describe herself as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Only honest cultivation, and more diligent than others a thousand times a hundred times, for the sake of the seven exquisite hearts in his chest, in order not to die tragically in the hands of others in the future, worry-free began to launch a ruthless sword.

At this time, in the empty courtyard on Guming Peak, a little girl holding a bag and a bun was desperately waving the Xuantie Sword in her hand, the tears on her face were intertwined with sweat, and she was still muttering about reciting the heart method.

The sword swing on the second day was not much better than the first day, but under the worry-free and desperate practice, it was half an hour earlier, and this advance made her smile when she fell asleep.

On the morning of the third day, Sanssouci got up again, repeating yesterday's movements like a walking corpse.

On the fourth day, swing the sword~~

Swing the sword on the fifth day~~

Until the seventh day when she swung the sword, she felt that the position of her little belly was warm, and she didn't know what a modern person called dantian, but she felt that her little belly was warm and warm, and she also had strength!

On the eighth day of swinging the sword, worry-free can already complete the course of swinging the sword with the left and right hands 500 times before the sun sets, and the mental method of the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Sword, under the practice of rapid recitation every day, the Xuantie Sword wielded in the hand is much easier. This progress made her happily put down the Xuantie Sword in her hand and quickly ran towards the back mountain.

"Shizu ~~Shizu ~~" The carefree and happy cry disturbed the birds and beasts in the forest. At this time, Ming Yang was lying on a tree resting, and saw his little apprentice Sun running over happily, there was still some surprise on his face, eight days, worry-free shortened the time to swing the sword to before the sun set, although there was talent, but what surprised him even more was this valuable perseverance.

The road to cultivating immortals is thorny and bumpy, and perseverance is even more valuable, and the monks who become Mahayana are often those with double spiritual roots or single spiritual roots, and even more Mahayana monks with three spiritual roots and four spiritual roots, which shows that the people who can finally become immortals are not necessarily those who are gifted and have good qualifications, but often more are those who can endure loneliness and have a tough heart in order to achieve positive results.

When she ran closer, Mingyang Dao Chang saw that she was empty-handed, and finally sighed, the child's heart still needs to be well guided.

"Where's your sword?"

"Ah, in the courtyard~~" Wuwu looked at the ancestor who was still happy for him, and suddenly made a straight face, and replied in a low voice with some apprehension.

"In the courtyard, what are you doing here?" Mingyang's voice was mixed with majesty. "Do you know that the sword is the life of the sword cultivator, since you have chosen to become a sword cultivator, how can you leave the sword that fights side by side with you behind. Although the sword is dead, the sword intent is alive. How could a sword cultivator who gave up his sword so easily be a good sword cultivator, and how could he reach the realm of human sword unity with the sword in his hand?"

"The disciple knows that he is wrong~~" Worry-free heard Mingyang's reprimand, and did not mean to refute at all. She understands that the master usually doesn't look very good, but he is still very reliable at critical moments. And I'm afraid there are not many times to teach herself so violently, and now she neither wants to argue nor quibble, only to admit her mistakes obediently.

Looking at the little apprentice Sun in front of him who was humbly taught, Ming Yang suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, what can an eleven-year-old doll understand, but this eleven-year-old doll, patiently swinging the heavy sword ten thousand times a day, and shortened it by three hours in just eight days of practice, and replaced it with a child from another family, I am afraid that I would have been wronged and cried at this time.

These **** also let Mo Fan go to the inner hall to watch, I heard that the little girl cried the next day, but even if she was wronged and cried, she was still desperately swinging her sword, such a good boy who was diligent and studious, and persevering, his old man didn't believe it, even if it was a three-spirit root, sooner or later it would be more interesting than those dolls with a single spirit root.

"That's it~~ Now that you have finished swinging 10,000 swords so quickly, can you imagine that you have already practiced qi at the first level, do you feel unwell?" Ming Yang slowly relaxed his tone.

"What? I've already practiced qi?" Worry-free's eyes widened, and he looked at Mingyang Daojun noncommittally, waiting for his big eyes in surprise.

"Hmm~~ What's the matter? You still don't believe what the ancestor said~~ Tell me about it, but what's wrong?"

"The disciple is not unwell, but his lower abdomen is slightly warm, and he feels that his strength is also great!"

"That's right! You swing your sword, come back to me in five days, and I'll arrange your homework for the afternoon!"

"Yes, Shizu~" is not as elated as when he came, so windy, but at this time the worry-free heart is sweet, hard work will eventually pay off, and the pay and return are also proportional, these days of hard work and grievances, all of a sudden dissipated. At this time, she just wanted to go back and hug her Xuantie Sword and have a good night's sleep.

In the following days, Carefree became more diligent, and while wielding his sword, he seriously meditated on the heart method. Five days later, as Mingyang Daojun calculated, when the sun was three poles, he completed the sword swinging cultivation with five thousand strokes on each of his left and right hands.

This time, he ran to the back mountain without worry, but he really held the Xuantie Sword in his hand. From afar, I saw a little girl with a bun on her head, holding a thick and big heavy sword.

As soon as she got close, she saw a prey in a place, and saw a mischievous face full of flattering little tongues, and happily ran to her side.

"It's just in time, come here and let me see the results of your cultivation in the past few days," Ming Yang beckoned to Wuwu who was walking in the distance, and then pointed to the beast on the ground. "You divide these beasts into equal pieces of meat with your sword. ”

Worry-free, who had just finished wielding the sword, although he had doubts in his heart, he didn't ask. It's just that she silently divided the beast meat on the grass in confusion, covered in blood, and she didn't care. In the end, it took a lot of effort to divide everything in an embarrassed way, and then it stopped.

"Patriarch, it's okay~~"

Looking at the pieces of meat of different sizes all over the ground, Ming Yang nodded rarely.

"Hmm~~ The strength is good, but the stability is not enough. Starting tomorrow, you will swing your iron sword in the morning and cut ink bamboo by the stream in the afternoon. By the time you can cut off a single ink bamboo in the afternoon, it will probably be the cultivation of the second layer of Qi training. ”

"It's ~~ Shizu. ”

"Hmm~~ Now give me a naughty barbecue!"

"Got it~ Master. ”

In the following days, it can be said that the same thing is repeated every day, the ink bamboo is not as fragile as Wu Wu thought, often a black bamboo has to cut a hundred and eighty swords before a shallow trace appears, which requires training the sword wielder to be fast, ruthless, and accurate swordsmanship.

In the first month, it often takes half a month to cut a bamboo.

In the second month, a bamboo will not break until it is cut for about ten days.

In the third month, if the state is good, you can cut a bamboo in five or six days.

In the fourth month, you can cut a bamboo with ease in three days.

In the fifth month, you can cut a bamboo in one afternoon.

It wasn't until the sixth month that Ming Yang changed the cultivation course for Wuwu.

Every day, the left and right hands swing their swords 10,000 times, and they no longer simply stand in the courtyard, but move to the bottom of the waterfall. When I got up early in the morning, the first thing I did was to run around the mountain behind Guming Peak with the Xuantie Sword on my back.

Then at the beginning of the day's practice, in the morning standing under the large waterfall in the back mountain to practice swinging the sword, due to the turbulent waterfall, the weight of the sword increased dozens of times. In the afternoon, the homework changed from chopping ink bamboo to chopping iron branches.

After another five months, when Wu Wu held an iron branch that had been cut down by her in her hand, she knew that she had already cultivated the peak of the third layer of qi.

In fact, in the past year, Wuwu has already been a third-level cultivator of Qi cultivation, but Mingyang Daojun said that the initial stage of sword cultivation should lay a solid foundation, which has been increasing the amount of schoolwork, but she has not been allowed to break through.

In a year's time, from not being able to induce qi to the third layer of the gas refining period, it can be said that the speed is not fast. Just when he was about to make a breakthrough, Wuwu proposed to Mingyang Daojun that he wanted to go to the 'Water Cloud Market', which is open every three years, for a day.

Although Mingyang Daojun wondered where this girl heard it, he still readily agreed, and attached a flower messenger - Mo Fan.