The reason why Jiang Yin was not afraid of the meridians being blown up by internal force was because when he cultivated spiritual power before, he had already trained these meridians very roughly.

After eating the three Li Shangdan pills at one time, Jiang Yin felt that the internal force in the dantian suddenly became much stronger.

He hurriedly sat on the bed, ran the mountain and sea tricks, and refined Li Shangdan's medicinal power, and with the refining of the medicinal power, streams of pure internal force penetrated from his abdomen into the meridians of his whole body. Let his martial arts cultivation rise in a straight line.

Jiang Yin's illusion in his mind kept practicing, and he even forgot the time, and this practice came to the morning of the next day.

The next morning, before Wei Jing came to the attic, he called Jiang Yin down.

At this time, Jiang Yin's cultivation had reached the peak of the third level of martial arts, and when he came down, Wei Jing could see it at a glance.

"Qing'er, has your internal strength recovered?" Wei Jing said with some surprise.

"Yes, I have recovered somewhat, and in less than a week, I should be able to return to the original state." Jiang Yin said with a smile.

After a pause, Jiang Yin said, "Dad, can you teach me the Drifting Rain Sword today?" In Wei Qing's wish, it was mentioned that he hoped that one day he would be able to transform the Drifting Rain Sword that his father had taught him into nine sword flowers.

"Didn't Daddy Drifting Rain Sword teach you?" Wei Jing asked in some surprise.

Jiang Yin said quietly: "I haven't been able to conjure the Drifting Rain Sword into nine sword flowers, so I want to watch my father demonstrate it again." ”

"Later, come with me." Wei Jing said and walked towards the northwest with Jiang Yin.

Exiting the gate of the Wei family from the northwest, the two of them went straight to the bottom of a forest.

"I'll demonstrate it now," Wei Jing said. Draw a longsword that you have with you.

After drawing the sword. His face was solemn. The right hand holding the hilt of the sword shook slightly, and the internal force passed, and the sword body let out a soft groan.

Wei Jing took a step forward and began to dance the long sword in his hand, bursts of fierce sword qi overflowing from the tip of his sword, causing a breeze to form around him, blowing up those withered yellow leaves on the ground.

Wei Jing walked with the sword, and the long sword danced faster and faster around him. A faint sword curtain is formed. Suddenly, he leapt into the air and stabbed into the air like lightning.

After stabbing out, the tip of his sword trembled slightly, and the originally single sword tip suddenly became nine, and a sword flower appeared on each sword tip.

Nine fierce and incomparable sword rays suddenly shot out from these nine sword rays, hitting a big tree not far away, only to hear a burst sound, and the big tree as thick as a person's waist fell down.

When Wei Jing demonstrated the Drifting Rain Sword Technique, Jiang Yin stood quietly aside, and his divine sense expanded. Remember every move, every style, and every action of Wei Jing in your mind.

When he saw Wei Jing's move, Jiang Yin's eyes froze. This Drifting Rain Sword still has some doorways, especially the nine sword flowers that Zuihou Wei Jing has changed, and the power of the sword rays shot from it is really amazing. However, the sword is so powerful, and part of the reason is that he thinks Wei Jing is a martial emperor.

This is Wei Jing has fallen to the ground lightly, and said to Jiang Yin: "How is it, do you see clearly?" ”

Jiang Yin nodded, "Almost."

Wei Jing was stunned for a moment, and then his face was happy, "Do you really see clearly?" In the past, when he demonstrated the Drifting Rain Sword to his son, every time he asked him if he had seen it clearly, the answer he got was "not very clear." He didn't expect Wei Qing to say something about it this time.

After handing the sword to Jiang Yin, Wei Jing said to him, "Then you dance again and give it a try." ”

Jiang Yin took the long sword, recalled Wei Jing's actions just now in his mind, and then followed his movements, and slowly performed a complete set of Drifting Rain Sword Techniques with a little jerky.

When it came time for Zuihou to make a move, he followed Wei Jing's example, his body rose into the air, and he stabbed out in mid-air.

He used the internal force, from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and received the impact of this internal force, and the tip of the long sword began to tremble violently, forming a beautiful sword flower. When the sword flower was formed, the internal force shot out from the center of the sword flower and hit a tree not far away.

The book cover of the tree was hit by this internal force, and it immediately left a small hole in the book cover.

After Jiang Yin shot out this internal force, his body flipped in the air, and then fell to the ground.

"Okay, that's good," Wei Jing showed a satisfied look on his face, "Although it's a little slower, but the movements are basically right, although there is only one sword flower now, but as long as you practice diligently, you will definitely be able to dance more and more sword flowers in the future." ”

Jiang Yin nodded, pretending to be very sensible and said, "Well, Dad, I will work hard to cultivate." ”

After a pause, he said, "Dad, you have to go and get busy beforehand, and I'll practice for a while." ”

Wei Jing saw that Jiang Yin still had to stay here to practice, he knew that although his son's qualifications were not good, he had always been very diligent, so he didn't say anything, and glanced at Jiang Yin lovingly, "Okay, then don't be too tired from practicing, go back early." ”

After Jiang Yin nodded, Wei Jing turned around and went back to Wei's house. As the third master of the Wei family, because the two brothers are of inferior character, Wei Yuan values him the most, and many things of the Wei family are handed over to him to take care of, so he is usually very busy, and today is for his son, he deliberately squeezed out a little time to accompany him to practice swords.

Jiang Yin stood in the woods, his divine sense followed Wei Jing all the time, and when he was sure that Wei Jing had gone away, he raised his long sword again.

The light in his eyes flickered, and he stepped away, once again casting the Raining Rain Sword that Wei Jing had taught him just now.

As he danced, fierce sword qi overflowed from the tip of the sword, and a layer of sword shadows began to slowly cover his surroundings.

Zuihou He soared into the air, transported the internal force of his whole body, and stabbed out in the air, his right hand holding the hilt of the sword shook, and the internal force poured from the hilt into the tip of the sword, and the tip of the sword gave this internal force a blow, and suddenly trembled violently, and five sword flowers were transformed.

Five sword rays of light shot out like lightning from the center of the sword flower, hitting the trunk of a large tree opposite him.

After Jiang Yin landed, he looked at the small hole in the trunk of the tree opposite, and his face was expressionless.

Because of the assistance of his divine sense, he believed that he was exactly the same as Wei Jing in terms of sword moves, and the reason why Zuihou only conjured five sword flowers was because when he used the Drifting Rain Sword just now, he used the internal force that he had just cultivated to the third level of the martial artist.

If he used his own spiritual power to replace his internal force, I believe that the power of the Drifting Rain Sword would be dozens of times stronger than just now.

I don't know if I can use my spiritual power to transform the Drifting Rain Sword into nine sword flowers, Jiang Yin suddenly thought in his heart.

With the idea of giving it a try, Jiang Yin began to operate the spiritual power in his body, and the surging spiritual power began to circulate rapidly in his body.

A powerful energy poured out of his body, blowing all the fallen leaves on the ground into the air. (To be continued......)