Three days is not a long time, but it is not a short time.

In the past few days, Meng Yun has been thinking about how to make quick moves, and even the way of wearing it has been taken into account, and it is pinned horizontally on the back belt, this saber method is absolutely ugly, but it also has its advantages.

In ancient times, people hung their swords from their waists or carried their swords, neither of which was practical.

The former is purely for the sake of showing bearing, not only the speed of drawing the sword is slow, but also affects the body movements.

As for the advantages and disadvantages of carrying a sword, the advantage is that it does not affect the body movements, and the disadvantages are also obvious, the sword drawing action is large, and raising the hand is equivalent to telling the enemy, I want to cut you!

The lateral tilt is different from the lower back, which will not affect the body movements and will not be too obvious.

But then again, he has no enemies in this world, so it's not a matter of preemptive strike, and drawing his sword with his forehand is a defensive stance, in other words, parrying a slash from an enemy.

Secondly, drawing the sword with the backhand is the offensive threat, which is why he decided to put the sword to the waist behind him, the main defense, the secondary attack.

As for the trick cheats, that is, the routines, Meng Yun almost didn't think about it, and there were no moves for him to learn.

The reason is simple, this is a world of wizards and spells, and the mainstream is the practice of aura and spells.

Even if someone like him was unable to mobilize his aura to cast spells and invent superb swordsmanship moves, it was almost foreseeable that this kind of swordsmanship would not be spread.

But taking a step back, even if it is circulated, it will be impossible for him to learn it within three days, and the time is too short.

The difference between cold weapons and hot weapons is that hot weapons liberate the combat environment of people, reduce the risks caused by hand-to-hand combat, and give people enough space to expand tactics in order to accurately and effectively destroy the enemy.

But it is almost unrealistic for someone who is skilled in the use of hot weapons to suddenly beat him back to use cold weapons and ask him to become a master of swordsmanship in a short period of time.

In three days, Meng Yun studied a few simple moves, and he spent more time focusing on skillfully and quickly connecting the aura in his body with the sword body, in order to maximize the power of the sword blade in the shortest possible time.

There is nothing to prepare for the food on the road, and the black bear killed last time has not been eaten, and it is still the same sentence, if it is not delicious, it must be eaten, and if it is not eaten, it will starve to death.

Luckily, the weather is cold, and the meat hasn't started to rot yet, so it can be stored for a long time after it has been grilled.

The biggest benefit of this Qi training is that his physical fitness, both strength and speed have been strengthened, but there is also a benefit that he is no longer afraid of the cold.

The only drawback is that his cultivation is progressing very slowly, and strictly speaking, he can't be regarded as a wizard, so naturally he can't be measured by the standards of wizards.

Meng Yun judged the degree of cultivation to advance, mainly looking at the body's absorption of spiritual energy, in other words, except for the great progress brought by the first Qi practice, there was no such a big breakthrough.

The forest in the lower reaches of the waterfall valley is where he practiced, and this is already the third day.

Xi Fang also left during this period, but he didn't know about it, and he didn't go back to the cave in the past two days, except for eating and sleeping at night.

In the early morning, the temperature dropped significantly, and the temperature had dropped very fast in the past few days, if it weren't for the aura to protect his body, he would not dare to go out now.

The aura consumed during the day can automatically recover the next day, if you don't sleep and meditate and practice qi, you will recover faster, at most half an hour of effort, this is the benefit of all meridians, and the speed of qi gathering far exceeds that of others.

But this also comes at a price, he can't directly control the external aura, these auras don't seem to know him, and they don't bird him at all.

In the past few days, he has always had a question that he hasn't figured out, is there any way to make the aura break the shackles of the sword body, and thus turn into sword qi.

If you can emit sword energy, what kind of spell can you use, isn't it very simple and rude to kill the gods and Buddhas?

It was a problem that he didn't sleep well last night, and it would be a shame if he didn't try it anyway.

However, the idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel, he once thought that the aura burst was not strong enough, which caused the sword qi to not come out, but there was obviously a problem with this idea.

First of all, there is an upper limit to the aura capacity of this sword, and if the timing of the infusion aura is not well mastered, it is easy to fill up in advance, thereby weakening the strength of the explosion, so that it is impossible to break this shackle.

Secondly, his meridians didn't seem to be able to withstand the intensity of this burst, and almost every time he tried it, his entire arm would feel pain.

At first, because the pain was bearable, he suspected that it was caused by high-intensity training, so he didn't pay much attention to it, after all, there is no such thing as training without hardship, but he soon stopped thinking so.

At noon, just when he was a little discouraged, a dark blue sword qi burst out in an instant, and before he could react.

The waist-thick cypress tree in front of it was torn off a large piece of bark, and a thin layer of frost froze the trunk.

Meng Yun was stunned almost instantly, not knowing if this was considered a success, this sword qi was purely an unexpected product.

This caused him to not remember the timing of the outburst, and in addition, the lethality did not seem to be as great as he imagined, but it was just rubbing off the bark, what was the situation?

Just as he was stunned, a hot sensation came from both nostrils.

Meng Yun raised his hand and touched it and found that he had a nosebleed, and immediately after, the vision began to ghost, and his ears were full of roaring sounds......

"Brother Meng, Brother Meng, wake up—"

After a while, the sound of the merman Xifang came to my ears.

Meng Yun opened his eyes in a daze, and before he knew it, he was back in the cave again.

After waking up, Meng Yun sat up very reluctantly, not only did his head hurt a little, but his whole body was also weak and weak, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Seeing that he wanted to get up, Xi Fang hurriedly came over and helped him up, "Brother Meng, you have frightened me and Brother Turtle." ”

Meng Yun reached out and rubbed his temples, "What's going on?"

"Pig brain, you don't know if you're crazy?"

"Gone mad?" Meng Yun was a little confused.

"Brother Meng, you have indeed gone mad," Xi Fang said beside him.

"Uncle, I really obey you, I can't practice spells, and I can still go mad?"

Meng Yun raised his hand and grabbed his hair vigorously, trying to remember what happened earlier, "I didn't understand, I was trying to ...... at the time"

In half an hour, after listening to him, Xi Fang said with some trepidation, "Brother Meng, you are too reckless. ”

"Uncle, you are a pig, and the vitality of the body can only be achieved by cultivating as a witch, do you know?"

"No wonder, I'll just say, why does it always feel so meaningless," Meng Yun suddenly realized when he heard this, the inability to emit sword qi is not a lack of aura, and daring to love is the reason why he can't cultivate at home.

I really can't blame others about this, he should ask it clearly, and now it's understandable that something has gone wrong.

"Brother Meng, you were practicing swordsmanship moves at that time?" Xifang was a little curious.

"What sword moves?" Meng Yun thought that Xi Fang had some meaning beyond his words.

"You told him that this is playing the piano to the cow," the turtle master mocked mercilessly.

Xi Fang smiled and was embarrassed to answer, although the turtle master said something ugly, but it was also a fact, in terms of cultivation and qi cultivation, he was destined to be an illiterate idiot, and there was nothing to be embarrassed to admit.

But then again, if you admit it, you still have to hang on to your face.

"Hey, how do you speak? There is no need for any swordsmanship moves at all," Meng Yun pushed away Xifang's support, this guy wanted to come over to help him again, but he raised his hand to stop him, "Surprise, attack it unprepared, don't you know?" ”

"That's nice, isn't this just a sneak attack," the turtle master looked disdainful.

"Haha can also be said of that," Meng Yun couldn't help but smile and said, as if something was simplified in the turtle master's mouth.

"Brother Meng's thoughts are so different," Xi Fang also smiled.

Meng Yun was suddenly stunned when he was talking and laughing, he was just talking and laughing, but he forgot about something, and he didn't check his spiritual qi cultivation.

This is like after returning from a mission, the first thing to do is to maintain the firearm, when he calmed down and found that the entire dantian qi sea was empty, and a trace of aura was gone.

"What happened to Brother Meng?" Xi Fang saw that his face was wrong.

Meng Yun frowned and turned his head to the two of them and said, "My aura cultivation seems to be gone." ”

"Uncle's me-"

The turtle master almost turned his back on the words when he heard this.

"Weird, how can this be?" Xifang was a little surprised.

"Isn't it that you wait a while and make it clear whether the aura is gone, or the cultivation is gone?"

Meng Yun didn't understand a little, "What's the difference?"

"If the cultivation is gone, you won't be able to sense the aura," the turtle master said.

"I can sense it, but I still don't listen to it," Meng Yun closed his eyes and quietly perceived the latter words.

"Surprise me," Master Turtle breathed a sigh of relief.

"If that's the case, Brother Meng will make up for the lost aura, that's it," Xi Fang nodded and said with a smile.

"How do I know this, I almost regret my intestines," Meng Yun said with some fear, almost ruining this period of hard work, after saying that, he felt a little prostration, pouted his ass and sat on the pyre.

"Haha, after I see you, do you dare to play like this," Master Turtle pointed at him and gloated.

Meng Yun didn't want to waste the strength of his glare, so he didn't bother with the turtle master, "By the way, what about the sword?"

"Brother Meng's sword is at your side," Xifang said, pointing at him.

Meng Yun turned his head to hold the Bingxuan Sword, pulled it out and sent it back, "Actually, I did it at the time, but I just didn't get the timing right." ”

"Can you?" said Master Turtle pursed his lips disdainfully.

", what kind of eyes are you," Meng Yun put down his sword and wondered, "No, you didn't pay attention to the traces on the tree just now?"

"Brother Meng, you've been sleeping for two days," Xi Fang reminded with two fingers.