The trip to the East Building allowed Qin Jian to see clearly the way forward of the Sword Intent Path, which was the root cause of his smile. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The heart of love, the road to find immortals, no matter how you count it, he will not have companions to accompany him on this road, and some only have a sword in his hand.

Under the giant tree, in the courtyard, Qin Jian held the sword in his left hand and the hilt of the sword in his right hand, maintaining this posture for half an hour.

The true qi of "Sword Execution" had reached an extreme in his meridians, and the faint tingling and fullness made him know that the time had come.

Slowly resuming the work, the true qi slowed down, and began to circulate normally in the body and nourish and repair the injured meridians.

looked ahead lightly, it's been three days, that Miss Yan Jiajiu should be coming. In the past three days, he has successfully mastered the first nine cultivation postures and heart tips of "Sword Martial Arts", but the world is impermanent, and the last three postures and heart tips have never been allowed to enter.

I understood that this was because my own cultivation and accumulation were not enough, and the time had not yet come, so I no longer forced it.

As for "Mind Drawing Sword Technique", he has mastered all the eighteen postures, in fact, it is said that it is eighteen postures, but it is actually a combination that covers all directions around the body, and the person who casts it can also use the sword at will according to his own situation, and the eighteen postures can evolve countless moves.

Although the posture has been mastered, how to actually use it in battle, how to evolve the subtleties and subtleties in it, can only be constantly figured out, practiced, or practiced.

It's just that this is not a one-time effort, and it can only be polished with time.

The current Qin Jian has actually entered the bottleneck, if it weren't for the conditions given by Miss Yan Jiajiu who were too tempting, it would be impossible to say that he would have entered the cave to sharpen his sword intent now.

Sitting on the stone bench, Qin Jian did not practice the exercises anymore, but began to practice, disassemble, analyze, and figure out each posture of the "Heart Drawing Sword Technique" and the endless sword moves derived from these eighteen postures.

The more he practiced, the more Qin Jian felt that this sword technique was extremely mysterious, with infinite potential, far more than what he was showing now, it was as simple as increasing the attack speed and power with sword intent, and there was a deeper sword path that he had not been able to comprehend.

Therefore, every time after practicing exercises and swordsmanship, when the breathing was calm, Qin Jian began to figure out in his mind the more profound kendo of this "Mind Drawing Sword Technique".

In his mind, the eighteen postures of "Drawing the Sword of the Heart" flashed in a rapid cycle like a fast-forward projection, and continued to extend and change, and Qin Jian visualized and realized the impact and effect of these changes.

With a soft sound, Qin Jian suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was sharp and sharp, and he instantly stared at the source of the sound.

On the stone steps of the slope, Qin Jian saw the deer drinking in the small waterhole a few days ago, just as smooth and leisurely as it was at that time, and his pure eyes reflected the best everything.

The sound was made by the fawn stepping on a broken leaf.

Seeing it, the sharpness in Qin Jian's eyes disappeared, and the pure eyes made him like it, inexplicably, he smiled and bowed slightly to the deer, which was regarded as a greeting.

Unexpectedly, the little deer seemed to understand what he meant, and also nodded to him, and then walked briskly towards Qin Jian with small steps.

Fate may be so wonderful, simple, pure, and sincere.

Xiaolu seemed to like Qin Jian very much, and gently rubbed his arm with his head, Qin Jian's mind also rarely relaxed, and he no longer thought about things related to cultivation, but caressed Xiaolu's head.

"Is your place close to me? I've met you twice in just a few days, and this will be your second home in the future, and you can come and play whenever you have time. ”

As he spoke, he rubbed the fawn's little head dotingly, completely treating the fawn as a child.

The fawn can't speak, but it's really smart and sensitive, and its pure eyes reveal joy, and it also makes a soft roar.

"Well, I have a guest coming, you can go play by yourself first."

Qin Jian looked sideways in the direction of Taniguchi, and then said to Xiaolu, he believed that Xiaolu could understand.

The fawn lightly arched in front of Qin Jian's chest, like a wisp of green smoke disappearing on the stone steps.

Dressed in the robes of a disciple of Sword Peak, with delicate and graceful hair buns, Yan Yubing appeared in front of Qin Jian in a flash.

She didn't greet Qin Jian first, but looked in the direction where the deer had left with a little confusion.

"Do you know that fawn?"

Qin Jian asked.

"Well, I've seen it twice, how could you have anything to do with this fawn."

Yan Yubing's tone was a little surprised.

After a slight silence, Yan Yubing's behavior made Qin Jian understand, it seems that this little deer is not small, otherwise it would not make this Yan Jiajiu who has eyes in the sky look surprised.

However, it didn't have much to do with me, and he had no intention of listening.

Qin Jian smiled indifferently:

"Pingshui meets, fate. Don't talk about this, you're here to ask me to start cultivating? ”

"Well, yes, everything is ready, someone will send things later, you start cultivating, three years, maybe not three years, you can stand at the top of this world."

Peak? Hehe, the peak she said was far from the peak that Qin Jian wanted to reach.

Of course, in this known world, the cultivation of the innate ninth layer has indeed stood at the peak.

Because, further up, it is not of the world, it is another world.

Both of them are people with a clear purpose, they communicate smoothly, and there is no superfluous nonsense, Yan Yubing directly taught Qin Jian the secret method of borrowing medicinal baths to cultivate, and pointed out the key points of Qin Jian in detail.

The secret is not profound, but it is a little difficult, many of the terms are hidden words that Qin Jian has never seen, if there is no Yan Yubing to guide him, Qin Jian feels that even if everything is in front of him, he can only stare dryly.

In an hour or so, Qin Jian successfully mastered the secret method, and all the things needed for cultivation had already been sent to the Crescent Moon Valley halfway, and now they were stacked in the living room of Qin Jian's house, occupying almost half of the living room.

In addition, everything has been packed in various wooden boxes and jade boxes.

Thanks to the fact that he had sought medical advice for his wife, Qin Jian could recognize most of the medicinal materials that were stacked there, and on the whole, these medicinal materials were very expensive.

At least, Qin Jian himself didn't have any hope of buying these things now.

Secretly thinking, although it is a transaction between the two, but just these medicinal materials, as well as the subsequent three years of distribution, plus exclusive secrets, such a transaction must be indispensable.

Anyway, to each according to his needs, and since he has decided, he will not think about it anymore.

Half an hour later, Qin Jian was already cultivating cross-legged in a huge stone urn, which was filled with the medicinal liquid configured by Yan Yubing, Qin Jian sat in it, and the medicinal liquid reached the edge of the stone urn to a centimeter or two away.

The liquid medicine was black in green, accompanied by some peculiar smell, if it weren't for Qin Jian's efforts to control his breathing, he would have already opened his mouth and vomited.

The stone urn was placed in the center of the side hall, the door of the house was closed, and Yan Yubing regained a cold and arrogant face, moved a chair and sat at the door of the house to protect Qin Jian.

Qin Jian, who was sitting cross-legged in the urn, frowned, and he suddenly thought that the "Sword Martial Arts" he had cultivated was different, and it was useless to practice cross-legged in this way.

Looking sideways at the door, calming down, Qin Jian slowly stood up, and at this moment, the liquid medicine could only reach the base of his thighs, and the **** body was almost **** in the air.

Fortunately, he was the only one here.

Put on a posture, and the cultivation recipe of "Sword Fighting" begins to work.

The medicinal power of this medicinal liquid was much greater than Qin Jian had imagined, and as soon as the exercises were running, a strange aura that was both cold and fiery drilled into his body like crazy.

It felt like the body had been drilled out of countless holes.

The fiery medicinal power began to travel throughout the body with the operation of the true qi in the body, cutting through thorns and thorns all the way, constantly tearing and shattering the meridians where the original true qi was running.

The cold medicinal power followed, quickly infiltrating and repairing the meridians that had been torn and shattered by the fiery medicinal power, and even every muscle and bone in the body.

Among them, both painful and refreshing sensations alternated, and in less than a few breaths, Qin Jian felt that his body had become numb, and he was completely relying on his feelings and instincts to maintain the exercises in his body.

As his body became numb, Qin Jian's consciousness also began to lag, which was not a good thing, and he began to use the special secret taught by Yan Yubing with two minds.

For cultivators who have entered the Innate Realm, it is not difficult to use two minds.

The secret had already been understood, and Qin Jian was soon in operation, and with the operation of the secret, he clearly felt that he had a sense of his body again, the pain that tore the bone marrow was accompanied by the sourness of the immortal.

Moreover, the secret accelerates the absorption of the medicinal power, and that feeling is even more obvious.

Qin Jian clearly felt that his body was suffering a great deal of torture, if he could open his eyes, he could see the terrifying changes that had taken place in his body, the green tendons all over his body were prominent, the muscles and flesh were knotted, and fine blood beads covered his body.

That look, just want to eat people violently.

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