Shen Shuang's "Jiangshan Order" only has seven styles, and each style has eighty-one changes, and Jiang Feng finally understood the true meaning of the so-called "complicated arts" without a trace at this moment.

Since the beginning of the Lichen Sword Fetus, today is only the seventh day, Jiang Feng has no intention of going to Jiang Chengyu Shizun to wait for the return of the Lichen Sword Fetus, but has other ideas, and does not mention that the time has not come, it is also good to let Chengyu Shizun recuperate for him for a few more days.

This battle of guidance on the cultivation of sword qi lasted for an hour, but the frosty Yingluo sword was a fifth-level warrior of the Xuan rank after all, and Jiang Feng did not dare to respond to the battle with only an ordinary low-level spirit sword, summoning a thousand feather shuttles and condensing the sword with a feather blade, which was the best exercise.

Jiang Feng is now like a piece of iron essence, and Shen Frost itself is a magnet, under the two for a long time, the iron essence will naturally have magnetic power, Shen Shuang uses this method to train Jiang Feng, for a long time, Jiang Feng's sword qi can grow and condense, and even further transform.

The joy of Jiang Feng's battle in this battle, at the end, he finally realized why Shen Shuang warned him in advance not to remember, let alone steal.

With what he can do now, it is easy to learn the "Jiangshan Order" without reservation under Shen Shuang, but in this way, Jiang Feng is very likely to be unconsciously sealed in the shadow of Shen Shuang, and if he wants to temper his own sword qi and sword intent, he is afraid that it will be even more difficult.

After the two of them finished collecting their swords and breathing, Shen Shuang was conscientious again, patiently supervising Jiang Feng to complete the armor-piercing training, and every time he twisted up a long hair, Jiang Feng would shake his head and sigh, it was a weak heart, and it also meant that he was pitiful to the sixth uncle.

Shen Shuang saw that it was strange, although it was inexplicable, but he didn't ask much, and only waited for half an hour to finish, and then let Jiang Feng go to Jingxin Pavilion to find Liuyun without a trace.

In the same Tianjing Fourth Garden, the journey is not long, but Jiang Feng still can't stop the anticipation and apprehension in his heart, when he arrived outside the courtyard, Jiang Feng has heard the snort of the girl who practiced the sword diligently, and the stern teaching sound that sounded from time to time.

In the courtyard of Jingxin Pavilion, Qiu Qiu had tears in his eyes, sweating like rain, a few strands of hair soaked with sweat sticking to his cheeks, and obvious redness and swelling could be seen on the wrist of his right hand holding the wooden sword, but he was still stubbornly pursing his lips, his expression was resolute, and he was practicing the mortal swordsmanship taught by Liuyun without a trace.

Seeing that Jiang Feng was distressed, he stood quietly next to him several times and stopped talking, but he finally didn't speak.

After another moment, until the clouds were gone without a trace and were sure that this was the end of today, Qiu Qiu, who had already noticed Jiang Feng, put down the Jinying wooden sword, endured the soreness and fatigue all over his body, and threw down Jiang Feng's suspicion with an arrow step, and shouted "Brother Jiang" with a crying voice.

The little girl buried her little face in Jiang Feng's clothes, rubbed it gently, did not pour out her grievances, nor complained about her hard work, but just hugged Jiang Feng tightly and trembled slightly.

Jiang Feng felt the wetness on the placket, I don't know if it was Xiao Qiu Qiu's sweat or tears, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the distressed look that flashed on his face, and was quickly covered by the coldness, and sighed faintly, hugged Xiao Qiu Qiu's thin body, and gently patted her back, which was considered comfort, but he never said a word.

Liuyun Wuxian wanted to speak a few times, but after all, he still couldn't bear it, and when Xiao Qiu Qiu raised his head with red eyes, slowly took two steps back from Jiang Feng's arms, and pulled his sleeves and wiped them on his face, the little girl bowed apologetically to Jiang Feng, turned around and went straight to the third floor of Jingxin Pavilion, still speechless.

The window on the third floor of Jingxin Pavilion was not closed, and a strong medicinal fragrance came out of it, thinking that it was prepared for Qiu Qiu without a trace, Jiang Feng had already roughly guessed which formula it was when he sniffed lightly.

Qiu Qiu's current swordsmanship is still at the level of a mortal martial artist, coupled with her physical fitness, this kind of medicinal bath that is beneficial and harmless to it is indispensable, Jiang Feng has soaked a lot of these medicinal baths with the same type of effect when he practiced martial arts back then, and he can be said to know very well.

Seeing Liuyun slamming his sleeves and closing the door of Jingxin Pavilion without a trace, Jiang Feng frowned slightly, and couldn't help but ask softly, "Are you too eager?"

Liuyun was silent without a trace, still with the cold appearance that no one should enter, and only led Jiang Feng to the wide area in the courtyard.

Jiang Feng glanced back at Jing Xinge, laughed at himself, thinking that since he lived in Wenfu, less than a month, he played games, read, cultivated the Jin Heavenly Sacrifice, comprehended the Dharma and transformed the Heavenly Scriptures, practiced the way of the sword, and all kinds of things, what he did was really not eager, not to mention that when he practiced martial arts back then, he was already crazy, and he was really not qualified to point fingers at others at this moment.

After the two of them stood at a distance from each other, Liuyun cut directly to the topic without a trace, and said straight to the point: "How about cultivating with Shen Shuang today?"

"Although it is the first time, it has gained a lot...... Jiang Feng calmly said his cultivation experience, and listened patiently without a trace, even Jiang Feng did not show the slightest impatience when he mentioned his feelings.

"Very good!"

After finishing speaking, Liuyun Wuxian threw Jiang Feng a sword book with his backhand, and instructed: "From today on, you practice sword with me, and practice a sword book every day, and the sword book is selected by me, but I will only give you an hour's time, and after an hour, you will fight alone with me with the sword skills you have learned, if you dare to use one style or other sword styles by mistake, you will know the consequences in your own heart." ”

Liuyun had no trace of his eyes, and his warning tone made Jiang Feng shudder, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and asked cautiously, "What if I can't learn the full sword spectrum in one hour?"

Liuyun Wuxian said with an unkind gaze: "The consequences are the same, if you lack a formula, take me ten sword qi!"

Jiang Feng's hand holding the sword book trembled unconsciously, forcing himself to settle down, seeing that Liuyun shook his hand and inserted a lit incense pillar into the ground, he hurriedly lowered his head and began to flip through the sword book in his hand.

But it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, after a cursory reading, Jiang Feng immediately said with a strange expression: "This 'Flying Flower Sword Technique' is just a one-star spiritual technique, are you serious?"

"What's wrong?" asked Liuyun without a trace.

Jiang Feng was speechless for a while, and pondered: "Instead of letting me practice this, wouldn't it be better for you to directly guide me to cultivate that "Three Teachings and Nine Streams", or my "Seven Styles Against the Spirit?"

Liuyun Wuxian frowned, his eyes showed displeasure, his tone was a little lower, and he reprimanded: "Before you enter the way of the sword, you will first develop this rotten temperament that is so lofty and ambitious! In my opinion, you can't even hold the sword well, so you want to ascend to the sky in one step, and first go to cultivate the five-star top-level supernatural power "Three Teachings and Nine Streams"? Although the name of "Three Teachings and Nine Streams" is indecent, it is the same as "Seven Styles of Reverse Spirit", and they are all superior supernatural powers that emphasize the meaning and do not emphasize the style, which is why "Seven Styles of Reverse Spirit" is a sword technique in the hands of the mirage, but it can be used as a sword trick in your hands. You don't have the accumulation of this foundation and the foundation of kendo now, and you dare to pick and choose here?"

Liuyun Wuxian said without a trace, Jiang Feng repented, and was about to apologize, Liuyun Wuji said coldly: "I have no opinion that you are willing to waste time, but if you can't even learn this one-star spiritual sword technique in an hour today, you don't have to come to me again from now on!"

Jiang Feng stopped his delusion at the moment, and concentrated on learning the "Flying Flower Sword Technique" by himself, in fact, it is no wonder that he has a high ambition, Jiang Feng was born in the Cloud Palace, and his vision and experience are very accessible, ordinary monks of scattered or small clans, if they can obtain the cultivation of three-star spiritual arts, they will already be regarded as treasures and regarded as opportunities, but for Jiang Feng, he doesn't even care about the spiritual skills under the four stars, even if he is still just a little monk who has not broken the door of immortality.

In less than an hour, only a stick of incense, Jiang Feng had mastered the entire set of "Flying Flower Sword Technique" and considered himself flawless.

Seeing this, Liuyun waved his sword finger, and when the bamboo forest in the right rear was neutral, he cut off a piece of green bamboo cane and flew into his hand, and the sword covered the bamboo, which was indestructible.

"Please!"

Jiang Feng turned his hand and took out a low-level spirit sword, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he responded solemnly, only to hear a loud sound, the spirit sword was unsheathed, Jiang Feng attacked first with the sword, the sword was like a peach branch, the sword light flashed dazzlingly, and the sword qi in all directions danced like flying flowers, seemingly disorderly, but it was a murderous secret.

Liuyun has no trace of his left hand, his eyes are closed, and he only dismantles the sword move with Jiang Feng with a green bamboo cane in his hand.

Liuyun had no trace and no waves, until Jiang Feng had completed all the twenty-five styles of the "Flying Flower Sword Technique", and the bamboo cane in his hand suddenly went out to sea like a green dragon, instantly pointing on Jiang Feng's sword grid, breaking the Flying Flower Sword Style, and shaking Jiang Feng back a few steps.

"Too obsessed with the sword style, not enough change, come again!"

Jiang Feng held the sword and attacked again, still using the "Flying Flower Sword Technique" to dismantle the sword style with Liuyun without a trace, but compared to the one board and one glance of Fang Cai, there was more change in the trend of the sword move this time.

Liuyun Wuxian never opened his eyes, and he was still passively greeting, but for Jiang Feng's understanding of a little understanding, he couldn't help but bow his head slightly, showing appreciation.

It's a pity that Jiang Feng didn't have the leisure to observe the changes in Liuyun Wuji's expression at all, the green bamboo cane in Liuyun Wuji's hand was extremely slow at first, but now he only saw the afterimage of the Dao, and the momentum of counterattack and defense loomed.

Jiang Feng didn't dare to slack off, he suddenly raised his spirit, his breath turned thousands of miles in an instant, and the spirit sword in his hand was like a silver snake dancing wildly, and the dazzling sword light was woven into a brilliant sea.

Suppress the speed with extreme speed!

At this moment, although Jiang Feng had used the sword technique, he really had the true meaning of the flying blade.

The corners of Liuyun's mouth hooked up a smile, but the green bamboo cane in his hand was even more sharp, Jiang Feng used his sword to fight it, although it was not suppressed, but it was already a little difficult.

At this moment, Jiang Feng suddenly noticed that the bamboo sword in Liuyun Wuji's hand suddenly changed from a formless and faceless boundless realm to a traceable trace, just when he was surprised, the change in the sword style in Liuyun Wuji's hand made his expression change, it was also the "Flying Flower Sword Technique"!

The same sword trick is a different world in the hands of Liuyun Wuji, as if Jiang Feng's sword trick is just a baby's graffiti holding a pen, although it does not lose its innocence and fun, but how can it be compared to the magic hand Danqing who swallows mountains and rivers without a trace.

This is the difference in realm!

"It's just a one-star spiritual art, and there are such amazing changes!"

Jiang Feng stared, the person was already in the realm of decline, the spirit sword in his hand tried his best to resist, but it was still difficult to get rid of the suppression, his eyes were overwhelming, and he was gradually occupied by the green bamboo sword shadow that was flowing without a trace.

Liuyun has no trace of sword style, at most, it can only be regarded as the foundation of the monk's entry to the "Flying Flower Sword Technique", there is no flaw in his hands, but Jiang Feng was found by him, and he picked up the spirit sword with a sword, and the three-foot green bamboo hit the door directly.

"Once, twice, three times...... Sixteen times, seventeen times...... Twenty-four times!"

Jiang Feng's clothes were all torn by the sword qi, ragged and embarrassed, and although there were no wounds visible on his skin, there was a slender bruise, and there were vital points everywhere.

"Twenty-fifth!"

Liuyun Wuxian The last sword fell, Jiang Feng instinctively used the first style of the "Moon Shadow Sword Technique" to "see the moon through the clouds", but he failed to pick up the oncoming green bamboo cane, but the whole person was repelled by the frowning and slightly angry Liuyun Wuxi, and before he could stop his body, Liuyun Wuxian suddenly backhanded the green bamboo cane, and the sword fingers of his left hand that had never moved waved continuously, and ten sharp sword qi slashed out in an instant, smashing Jiang Feng into the courtyard wall, and the spirit sword in his hand was shattered to the ground.

Jiang Feng stroked his chest and half knelt, trying to suppress the fishy sweetness that surged into his throat several times, but he still couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"Twenty-five sword moves, twenty-five vital points, the low-level spiritual skills that you disdain in your eyes, but they killed you twenty-five times in a moment!"

Liuyun opened his eyes without a trace, and said coldly: "Understood?"

Jiang Feng lowered his head and said with an uneven breath: "I have gained." ”

Liuyun nodded without a trace, and said with a sense of rebuke in his voice: "Today is over, I will give you one night to condense the twenty-five sword moves of the "Flying Flower Sword Technique", the fewer the results, the better, and I will accept it first tomorrow!"

Jiang Feng said yes, and then turned around and left outside the Tianjing Four Gardens, but the "Flying Flower Sword Technique" was still left to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng sat cross-legged for a long time, and finally calmed down the surging breath in his body, got up and looked at the direction where the clouds left without a trace, and sighed secretly.

His kendo cultivation path has just begun!

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(To be continued!)