c_t; The courtyard was surrounded by three walls of green brick, and a willow tree approached the west, with a layer of green sticking out of its slender branches. There was a young man sitting on a long chair under the www.biquge.info tree, flipping through a book that was not thick in his hand, and the cover was inlaid with four big characters: Resisting the Wind Sword Reads;.

As he flicked the pages, the boy's face gradually became ugly, his chin tightened, his brow furrowed, and then a wry smile appeared.

"Pit daddy, I kind of know why no one has practiced this martial art."

This person is Luo Cheng who came back from the Star Pavilion, he is ambitious to open the martial art of "Imperial Wind Sword Duel", full of confidence, immersed in the sea of books, but it is not until a long time that he understands why no one has practiced this martial art.

Because it is difficult, it is difficult to go to the sky.

It's so difficult that you can't find a beginner to start cultivating, do you say it's difficult?

Ordinary martial arts cultivation will teach you the essentials of movements, the application of internal force, and then repeat the practice until you are familiar with it.

But "The Sword of the Wind" is not like this, the whole article is theoretical knowledge, and the first step to get started is to let you understand the artistic conception of the wind.

However, how to perceive the artistic conception of this wind? The same did not go into detail, but it was a mantra: the opportunity to move, the heart is calm and the body is upright, there can be no thoughts, the sword heart is going, and the heart is stopped. The spirit gathers and gathers, and its breath is self-adjusting.

"What's that, what's it!"

Luo Cheng felt that his head was too big, and he didn't see a single wind word from the formula, and the martial arts cultivation on the True Martial Continent did not rely on the formula, but taught you in the most straightforward way.

Flip further back, the sword moves of "The Wind Sword Duel" are also the same, the names of each sword move sound quite sharp, but it doesn't teach you how to cultivate, and it's all formulas, no wonder some people think it's a remnant.

"I thought that the other disciples were the same as myself, and I didn't even find a beginner, so I had to give up."

Luo Cheng thought about it, but he was unwilling, his indomitable nature made him put down the book, lay on his back on the chair, closed his eyes, and repeatedly recalled the mantra, hoping for a flash of inspiration, he would do this when he encountered problems before.

"The opportunity to move, the heart is calm and the body is upright, there can be no thoughts, the sword heart is going, and the heart is stopped. The spirit gathers and gathers, and its breath is self-adjusting. ”

After he chewed this sentence three or four times, a light suddenly appeared in front of him, which surprised him, martial arts cultivation is not comparable to exercises, and there will be no mysterious villain.

But immediately he found that it was not a villain who practiced at all, but that strange ball of light!

"How could it appear......" Luo Chengzheng wondered, suddenly the ball of light conveyed some information into his mind as if cultivating exercises, and it was really a flash of inspiration.

After being stunned for a long time, Luo Cheng couldn't help laughing uncontrollably, and even laughed out of tears, then returned to the house with his eyebrows flying, stood in the courtyard with his stainless steel sword, took a deep breath, drew the sword out of its sheath, and began to practice the sword.

If someone sees it, they will find that Luo Cheng's sword moves are just basic swords, nothing more than a little, a stab, a split, a pluck, a twist, all sparse and ordinary.

However, Luo was like a demon, practiced for ten days in a row, and even went to ask the drunken blacksmith for leave, who was quite enlightened and let him concentrate on cultivation in the future.

Ten days later, Luo Cheng stopped practicing swords, and made strange moves, putting the sword on his lap every day, and then sitting cross-legged on the ground, motionless, sitting for a morning.

The disciples who lived outside the courtyard thought he was practicing the exercises at first, but after discovering that it was not, they all thought he was crazy.

Another ten days passed, and Luo Cheng spent a total of twenty days on this "Wind Resisting Sword Duel" martial art, and he used the twenty contribution points to exchange for nutritious meals.

On this day, Luo Cheng sat on the courtyard floor as always, like an old monk.

A breeze blew, and three withered yellow fallen leaves floated from other courtyards, floating without any track, unconsciously in front of Luo Cheng, his ears twitched slightly, and then he didn't open his eyes, and directly drew his sword out of the sheath, and the cold light flickered,

Before the fallen leaves touched the ground, many small neat incisions appeared, which fell into several pieces.

Luo Cheng opened his eyes at this time, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

In fact, the so-called artistic conception of the wind is just a trick, and the real meaning refers to letting the sword practitioner do it within five zhang, and any wind and grass can not escape the ear, which is the artistic conception of the wind.

To achieve this step, it is necessary to practice qi and condense the mind, so Luo Cheng is practicing sword and meditating, and finally stepped into the threshold, and he also feels that it is worth it, with his memory, he knows that his current attainment in using the sword is equivalent to three or four years of other people's skills, thanks to the practice of qi and condensation.

However, what made him discover that it was not himself, but the martial spirit.

Martial Soul is his own name, referring to the ball of light, he thought that it was left by the previous genius to cultivate the memory of conditioned reflex, so he never thought about changing the technique, thinking that the ball of light could be maintained until the third reads;.

But this was not the case, that ball of light seemed to be condensed from the essence of Luo Cheng's cultivation talent.

The previous genius practiced internal strength at the age of eight, and he was an absolute demonic genius, but now after his death, his talent turned into a ball of light, and any exercises and martial arts can be understood as soon as he understands them, which also gives Luo Cheng the ability to learn as soon as he learns. Even the martial souls showed that their talents had surpassed their previous geniuses, and it was suspected that it was the result of the melting and growth of the two souls.

In any case, the moment he found out that he had a martial soul, he smiled and his eyes fell, and he knew that this would be his biggest hole card.

Having said that, Luo Cheng's cultivation of the "Wind Resisting Sword Duel" is now to truly comprehend the power of the sword duel.

According to the martial soul and Luo Cheng's own guess, this "Wind Resisting Sword Duel" is definitely not only a mortal lower rank, at least a mortal intermediate level, and it is only a remnant.

There are a total of six sword moves in "The Sword Duel of the Wind", but there are only three styles in this book in his hand, which is the best proof of the remnant.

The three types are: Glimpse, Wind Wall, and Sting.

Judging from the name alone, it seems that it has nothing to do with the wind, Luo Cheng can't help but wonder if the word "Yufeng" is a gimmick, which can only be known after practice.

The three-style sword moves are also the theoretical knowledge of Xuan Zhi and Xuan, but with the presence of martial spirits, Luo Cheng immediately touched the point and began to try to cultivate.

Once again, Luo Cheng swung his sword in the courtyard, but the surrounding disciples had long been accustomed to it, and they didn't notice that his swordsmanship had been reborn.

At the same time, what Luo Cheng didn't know was that a carriage was rushing to the Star Gate from afar. The body of black nanmu is carved with a world of flying snow, which is lifelike, and various gems are embellished on it.

The three horses are worth a lot of snow, and the two wheels are made of fine iron, so that even on the bumpy road, the people in the carriage will not feel shocked.

"Miss, you don't have to worry, I think he will be interesting, otherwise he will be humiliated." A delicate voice came from inside the carriage, the tone was like a maid, and the tone of the voice revealed arrogance, and I didn't know who the 'he' in the mouth was.

"Hopefully." Then a gentle female voice sounded, round and jade, extremely pleasant, but with a little sorrow.

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