At the top of the Autumn Mountain, a handsome young man in white sat cross-legged with his hands in his hands and kept muttering: "It doesn't seem right here, I clearly remember that the spiritual power is running to this small vein!

The young man in white is naturally Gu Chen, ten days have passed since he successfully condensed the Phoenix Golden Pill, and Gu Chen spent all his time reciting the spiritual power operation route of the first turn of Nirvana's nine turns every day, except for listening to Bai Yucheng's lectures and refining the skin of the sword pool. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 It took Gu Chen eight days to memorize the entire spiritual power operation route, and it took another two days to explore and practice.

The operation of spiritual power between the various tendons and veins can not be sloppy, it must be extremely accurate, the score is not bad, it is a very serious consequence to go wrong in the tendons, Gu Chen did not dare to let the spiritual power rampage, and could only invade the spiritual power into the tendons little by little as a visit.

Another three days passed in a flash, and Gu Chen finally ran all his spiritual power in accordance with the operation mode of the first turn.

Closing his eyes and contemplating inwardly, the spirit floated quietly in the sea of consciousness, connecting his mind with the spirit, just like the first time, Gu Chen suddenly felt that countless heaven and earth vitality surrounded him like an elf.

Gu Chen followed the first turn of the exercise after the spiritual power in the muscles and veins in a circle, he shouted softly in his heart: "Suck!" Suddenly, the heaven and earth vitality slowly entered the skin from the pores of the whole body, Gu Chen immediately felt that the skin was like an ant crawling, itchy, he knew that this was a feeling of the weather vitality moving in the thinner meridians on the surface of the skin, this sense of qi is called ant line, and ant line also marks Gu Chen's official entry into the first turn, which is equivalent to entering the spirit mirror.

Gu Chen was ecstatic, he finally succeeded, even if he suffered a lot of pain, it was worth it.

Gu Chen's life returned to the original track, listening to Bai Yucheng teach some basic knowledge of spiritual cultivation in the morning, coming back at noon to practice the nine turns of Nirvana, going to the sword pool to refine skin in the afternoon, and then soaking in the medicine pool, and when he came back, he went to the back mountain to practice the sword for a while, and when he was tired of practice, he went back to the hut to take a rest, exchanged cultivation experiences with Lei Ling'er and the three of them, and then sat cross-legged on the bed and continued to practice the nine turns of Nirvana.

Gu Chen also finally discovered where the gap between his yellow-level talent and Jiu'er was, that is, the speed at which he absorbed the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi. Lei Ling'er's speed of absorbing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was about three to four times that of Gu Chen, while Jiu'er's speed was more than six or seven times that of his. Therefore, Lei Ling'er and they can rest, Gu Chen knows that he can't, and he doesn't dare to rest, every night is to meditate and practice Nirvana Nine to Dawn, Gu Chen has fallen behind so much, he wants to use several times the cultivation time of others to make up for his shortcomings in absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth.

Fortunately, even if he practiced until dawn, Gu Chen would not feel tired the next day, but would be refreshed.

What Gu Chen didn't know was that since the last time he condensed the golden pill, every time he went to Qiushan to practice his sword, there was an old man covered in alcohol who had been watching him silently.

Time flickered, another three months have passed, from Gu Chen to the present, it has been four months, their pain has not been in vain, relying on the phoenix essence blood, Gu Chen's crazy skin refining, the resistance and toughness of his skin have increased to an extremely perverted level, even if he does not urge the aura, he used the Qingfeng Sword to pierce the skin, and the sharpness of the Qingfeng Sword to cut the iron like mud could not pierce his skin, only some white spots could be left on it.

Although the skin resistance of other people is not as perverted as his, but ordinary swords can only cut into it a little bit and cannot go deeper, and there are more than 13,000 people at the beginning, and now there are only more than 1,000 people left.

Although there is still meat refining and fascia refining in the back, according to Bai Yucheng, the real test of skin refining is willpower, and only when willpower is strong enough can spiritual cultivation be successful. Meat refining and fascia refining are a test of physical fitness, and the physical fitness is worse, and it can be made up for by spending a little more time.

But it doesn't mean that all of these people are qualified, meat refining and fascia refining will still eliminate some people, after all, without pressure, there is no motivation.

The second stage of meat refining is not like refining skin, it hurts to death every day, but it is not easy, Bai Yucheng wants everyone to wear ten pounds of copper armor, carry five pounds of sandbags on their feet, and run two laps around the practice ground, although it is only two laps, but the practice field is too big, and it is ten miles to run down in two laps. The rules of meat refining are similar to those of skin refining, except that the elimination rate is much smaller, and the last one is eliminated. And the difference in physique in the meat refining stage is very obvious, Jiu'er doesn't know what physique it is, every time it is the first, and it is far more than others.

Lei Ling'er is undoubtedly second, Sima Yu's physique is a little worse, and he can only keep it at the average. And what Mo Xie cared about was his posture, and he insisted on running out of a light feeling, and once he almost fell to the end, so frightened that he quickly pulled his pants and ran wildly, making the others laugh.

As for the thin Gu Chen, his physique is the worst, others rely on physical strength, he relies on perseverance, he is always in the bottom of the few, hovering on the verge of being expelled, however, with extraordinary perseverance, he still gritted his teeth and did not let himself fall to the end. Every time, I saw Jiu'er and a few people frightened, cheering him on at the finish line.

It has been more than four months since Guchen entered the Qizong, and the original midsummer has also become autumn, the autumn mountain is golden, the sun is setting, and the boundless fallen leaves are floating with the wind, covering the world with a layer of sadness!

Gu Chen held the Qingfeng sword in his hand, practicing the basic sword moves one by one, splitting, chopping, intercepting, teasing, picking, hooking, stabbing, piercing, wiping, sweeping, pointing, collapsing, hanging, cloud, after a while, all the sword moves practiced a convenience, and just as he was about to collect the sword and leave, an old voice came from the woods behind him.

"The sword is the heaven and the earth can raise people, the sword is the wine that can intoxicate people, the sword is the bosom friend that can understand people, and the sword is the god that can cross people. ”

"Who?" Gu Chen turned around and asked, only to see an old man walking out of the forest drunk, and as he walked, he brought the gourd in his hand to his mouth and took two sips.

"Practicing the sword, three times and nine turns is a style, practice a style to thousands of times, you can go to its shape to get its god, give birth to infinite changes, exert infinite power with ordinary moves, and turn decay into magic, boy, look good!"

didn't see the old man move, so he instantly came to Gu Chen's side and snatched his Qingfeng sword. The moment the old man's hand picked up the Qingfeng sword, his whole body temperament suddenly changed, like an indestructible peerless sword, raising the sword, the old man stabbed forward so casually.

This stab gave Gu Chen the illusion that if the sword was stabbing at him, no matter what move he used, he would not be able to block this sword. Gu Chen had seen Bai Yucheng use a sword, but he was sure that even Bai Yucheng would not be able to use such a sword technique.

The old man's thorn, he will, or rather, as long as it is a sword cultivator, it will be, this is the simplest straight stab.

Who is this old man, who is it! Gu Chen was shocked to exert such a powerful power with the simplest direct stab.

"Do you understand?" The old man returned the sword to Gu Chen, and returned to his drunken appearance, Gu Chen took a few breaths before reining in the horror in his heart, and bowed to the old man: "Senior, junior is shallow, I really can't understand this sword!"

"Sword, what is it?" the old man asked again, asking Gu Chen a blank question, he really hadn't thought about this question, and then clenched his fists and bowed down and said, "Please teach your seniors!" The old man looked up at the sky, his face showed a look of obsession, and said: "The swordsman, the sharp weapon is also! People forge swords, there is only one purpose, and that is to kill! As for what to kill, it varies from person to person!" Retracting his gaze from the sky, the old man looked at Gu Chen and asked, "If ten moves can kill one person, and one move can kill one person, do you choose ten moves or one move?" Gu Chen opened his mouth without thinking and replied: "Naturally, it is one move", "So, practice swords, don't pursue those bells and whistles sword moves, if you can use one move, never use the second move, if you say too much, you will lose, the more moves you make, the bigger the flaws!" Speaking of this, the old man stopped, picked up the gourd on his waist, and poured a sip of wine.

Gu Chen, on the other hand, looked thoughtful, but the old man did not disturb, just waited for him quietly. Gu Chen secretly said in his heart: "It seems that I have gone into a misunderstanding in the past when I practiced swords, thinking that I had to refine all the sword moves, but I don't have so much time to practice swords, so the only result is that it is miscellaneous but not refined."

"Gu Chen, thank you, seniors! I don't know what to call your seniors!" Gu Chen sincerely thanked.

"You just call me an old drunkard! I see that you are not bad, and in the future, I will wait for you here every evening! However, I will only teach you for a month, and how much you can learn depends on your ability! This month, you only need to practice one trick, straight stab!" said the old drunken.

Gu Chen listened to the words, and asked uncertainly: "Only practice straight stabs?" Seeing Gu Chen's puzzled expression, how did the old man not know what he was thinking, he smiled, and said: "Boy, don't be greedy, if you practice straight stabbing well, it's already amazing, you don't understand it now, you will understand it when you practice!" "Then what if you still don't understand it?" Gu Chen asked the bottom of the question, the old wine's smile suddenly froze, snorted coldly, and said: "After that, you don't have to see me!"

Seeing the angry appearance of the old wine, Gu Chen touched his head in a sneer, and his stupidity made the old wine laugh again, but the old wine man didn't say much, walked slowly to the side and sat down, let Gu Chen practice his own, and then took his big gourd wine and poured it into his mouth, and hiccuped a few times from time to time.

Gu Chen looked at the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, his body stood straight, his right hand clenched the hilt of the sword hard, his hand was stretched, the sword was out, his hand was retracted, and the sword was back, repeating this action over and over again. With Gu Chen's tenacious willpower, he only barely practiced for half an hour, and he felt that his hands were extremely sore, and his hand expansion and contraction movements became more and more stiff.

At this moment, the voice of the old wine came from the side: "Don't hold your hands so tightly, relax." You must remember that when you practice the sword, it is like a spring breeze thawing and dissipating ice with harmony, and when you use the sword, it is like thunder striking the ground and the angry waves crashing on the shore." After saying that, he closed his eyes, and it didn't take long for him to start snoring.

Gu Chen slowly let go of the hand holding the hilt of the sword, and then stabbed it out and withdrew, sure enough, he felt a lot more relaxed, and after practicing for another hour, Gu Chen's hand was really sore and unbearable, just mechanically repeating the action of stretching out and retracting.

However, the old man woke up at this time, and when he saw Gu Chen's movements, he shook his head for a while, and said, "Forget it, this is the end of today, and no matter how much you practice, you won't be able to practice anything famous! You go back first, and continue tomorrow!"

There was nothing to say all night, and in the evening of the next day, Gu Chen came to the back mountain as promised, and the old man didn't know when he came, he was already sitting on the top of the mountain, looking at the sunset, Gu Chen looked at his back, and there was a sense of sadness in the twilight of a hero!

As if feeling something, Jiu Lao turned around, looked at Gu Chen with a smile, and said, "Let's practice!"

Gu Chen repeated the basic movements of stretching out and retracting as he did yesterday. But what was slightly different from yesterday was that yesterday he felt that the more he practiced the sword, the heavier it became, and his hands became more and more painful. But today just started to practice, and it felt different, the Qingfeng sword in his hand was light and fluttering, as if there was no weight, and Gu Chen was also amazed in his heart. However, after practicing for a while, the feeling of lightness disappeared, and it was the same as yesterday, feeling that the sword was getting heavier and heavier, and the hand was getting more and more sore.

At this time, the old shout came to stop, telling him to go back and come back the next day.

In this way, in addition to the necessary practice, Gu Chen came to the back mountain every evening, and the old man always let him practice by himself, and once he practiced until his hands were sore, he would stop.

Gu Chen also found that the lightness and fluttering feeling when the sword in his hand was pierced insisted on for longer and longer, from the first moment, to half an hour, to an hour, and then to an hour and a half......

It has been more than three months since the success of condensing the Phoenix Golden Pill, although Gu Chen's talent is low and the speed of absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth is slow, but the time he has spent cultivating the nine revolutions of Nirvana is three or four times that of others, everyone else is sleeping, and he has been cultivating all night long, so his realm improvement is not slow, and now, it is already the consummation of the early stage of the first reincarnation, which is also equivalent to the consummation of the early stage of the spiritual mirror.

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