In the magnificent spired cathedral, the holy spirit in the vivid murals on the wall seems to be singing in the kingdom of light, and the standing icons seem to be watching the church as if they are compassionate.

The sound of pure music echoed in the empty church, like a cleansing song descending on the world, dispelling a dark side that had nothing to do with the light.

I saw a man with a peerless demeanor sitting on a piano, his eyes focused and calm, his slender and bony fingers moved leisurely, landing on the dusty lacquered piano keys, making the piano in front of him jump out of the depths of the crisp and moving notes, floating in the air.

It was Uther, the powerhouse of the Light Camp, who was playing the piano.

The afternoon sun is warm and warm, with a drowsy magic, slowly shining into the room through the colorful glass windows, illuminating the fine dust in the air between the light and shadow.

It also illuminates Uther, who is dedicated to playing the piano seriously, and the sunlight illuminates his handsome and extraordinary face, and he is like a gentle man of God, chanting the hymn of light in his own god.

There was also a faint sound in the air that seemed to be the whispering of the Holy Spirit coming to the world.

The scene was unusually grand, and just the sound of Uther's playing the harp stirred up a change in the laws of light, as if to baptize the confused people in the sound of the magnificent piano into the light.

"Huh."

The sound of the Dao breaking through the void came, stirring in the sacred notes, and it was Song Xiao who was slashing at the void.

Surrounded by many sacred notes in the empty church, Song Xiao only felt that the throbbing of his heart was generated, as if his soul had been baptized in this sacred music, and even the long sword in his hand was a little faster.

This is Uther's requirement for Song Xiao, from the most basic to lay a solid foundation, point, stab, sweep, belt, split, draw, intercept, teasing, blocking, hanging, supporting, hitting, wiping the foundation of thirteen kinds of swords, is the focus of Song Xiao's current hard training.

From Song Xiao's previous battles, Uther Mingrui sensed one point, that is, Song Xiao only relied on the power of the sword of ability to win, and he didn't even understand the most basic sword ways. In Uther's opinion, this is just a kind of layman's crude ability use, and it can't exert one-twelfth of the power of Song Xiao's ability itself, so he strictly requires Song Xiao to start from this very basic, and each basic sword use must be practiced thousands of times.

This means that in order for Song Xiao to meet Uther's requirements, the basic use of these thirteen swords will have to be practiced thirteen thousand times!

This is Uther's request, if Song Xiao can't meet it, he won't teach Song Xiao anything else.

Therefore, Song Xiao began to practice hard in order to master the basic use of these thirteen swords.

"Tick."

The faint sound of water came, it was the sweat of Song Xiao's practice, which fell all over the floor, forming an amazing small puddle.

Song Xiao has practiced for the thousandth time!

Sweat soaked his clothes, his arms were swollen and aching, his legs were sore from maintaining one position for a long time, and now every cell in his body was screaming to stop.

But no matter how painful this process was, Song Xiao didn't dare to stop, since Uther asked him to do this, there must be a reason.

Since such a strong man was willing to take him as a disciple, he must have taught him with his heart, using the strictest standards to correct his bad habit of using the sword in the past.

If the bones are crooked, then break and renew! Song Xiao, who was in a slight trance because of fatigue, inexplicably thought of this ancient saying.

Uther's approach was very similar to this, he corrected Song Xiao's posture with his sword, his habit of using his sword, and even his ability to use his sword in battle. This process is extremely painful, and thousands of boring basic exercises can drive an ordinary person crazy, which can even be called mental torture.

But Song Xiao is willing!

The cold eyes of the Song family in the Song family's residence, he persevered; The insults and criticisms of many students in the Imperial High School, he persevered; Even the shocking stab betrayed by his ex-girlfriend Li Xiaoman, Song Xiao also persevered.

These processes are very painful, deep into the bone marrow, permeating the heart, and inspiring people's hearts, but Song Xiao can't bear it anymore, and he endures them one by one.

"Phew!"

Even if Song Xiao's consciousness is close to being confused, the sound of waving the sword has not stopped, he is unwilling to give up, he has to persevere.

"Knock knock."

Just when Song Xiao** reached the limit and was about to fall unconscious, the melodious notes were mixed with shocking drums, sacred and magnificent, living in the ears, as if they were from a distant supreme kingdom.

In the shocking drum sound, there seems to be some wonderful rhythm, and Song Xiao's heart beat frequency is adjusted to the same frequency.

A miraculous thing happened, the warm and abnormal warm current of the Dao Dao came out from the heart, and under the strange heart beating frequency, it was strongly encouraged to the whole body, which actually dispelled Song Xiao's hard and unbearable exhaustion.

"Ah~" Song Xiao said comfortably.

That warm current seemed to contain the power of divine light, and it actually replenished the exhausted force in Song Xiao's body after long-term fatigue, and even nourished Song Xiao's body, which was extremely comfortable.

"How does it feel?"

Uther's calm voice came from the melodious music: "I used the supreme secret method of the One Ray of Light, the Drum of the Heavenly Bell, to replenish the Force that you had previously consumed after your body reached its limit, and even nourished your whole body. This process is very beneficial to you, and you have to continue to practice to increase your strength at the limit. ”

Song Xiao was shocked, this was actually done by Uther, using such a powerful supermagic power, it was simply appalling.

In addition to being shocked, Song Xiao was also a little relieved, comparing Uther's Force level there, like an insurmountable moat, with the powerful strength to turn decay into magic.

This shouldn't be nothing to Uther!

"Keep practicing." Without waiting for Song Xiao to rest for long, Uther said.

"Yes." Song Xiao didn't dare to disobey his master's orders, and hurriedly continued to practice the thirteen foundations of the sword.

Uther is undoubtedly a strict teacher, pushing Song Xiao to the limit, squeezing Song Xiao's potential, and making Song Xiao gradually stronger in this kind of devil training.

Time passed slowly, Song Xiao gradually fell into an ethereal realm in the melodious music, and the speed of the sword in his hand was also a little faster, and the correct posture required by Uther and the thirteen styles of the sword foundation under hard training strengthened the use of the sword.

Now he is undoubtedly making rapid progress, unlike Song Xiao who used the power of the ability in the past, the current Song Xiao can use it in battle even if he is out of the ability and only holds an ordinary standard long sword.

Under the refreshing notes, Song Xiao only felt that his understanding of the sword in the hand had also deepened a little, and there was quite a rudimentary form of a kendo master.

Just after reaching the limit and continuing to practice hard after recovering from the rest, Song Xiao was making rapid progress, and the sword in his hand was moving faster and faster!

After some time, the music stopped, and Uther said, "It's all right." ”

Song Xiao exhaled at this time, released the sword in his hand, and sat on the ground to rest.

I don't know if it's Song Xiao's illusion, Uther's calm voice also seemed to have a hint of satisfaction, and even he looked at Song Xiao with a little softness.

Song Xiao seems to have really met Uther's requirements and really attracted Uther's attention, which is undoubtedly a good start.

Finally, Uther calmed down, "It's time for you to go to Leng Chaoye." ”

I saw that he stretched out his hand, and an irresistible soft energy immediately surrounded Song Xiao, which contained the power of an unknown law, and instantly transferred Song Xiao out of the church.

In this way, Uther was the only one left in the church, and he saw him looking at the sweat left by Song Xiao on the ground, and said slowly and softly: "It's a good seedling." ”