At this time, Qingwen opened the snow with her right foot, took Shaokang's sword and held it in her left hand, and looked at the void in front of her with both eyes......

When the heat exhaled from her nostrils did not increase or decrease, her right hand had become a sword finger, her palm was downward, and her arms were slowly raised forward.

Although the Shaokang Sword was much lighter than the Red Flame Sword, it still took Qingwen a few days of hard work to ensure that the sword body and left arm were able to maintain the parallel and parallel in motion.

But seeing Qingwen's center of gravity shifted to her right leg, she bent slightly and squatted to turn left, and took a left lunge with her left foot against the snow. At the same time, she held the sword in her left hand, and immediately pulled it out to the lower left and rested on her left hip, and the sword fingers in her right hand fell down and the palm went up.

"Smack-" Baoyu's hand did not leave the whip, the whip was not used to whip people, but at the place where Qingwen should land.

Qingwen turned from the right back elbow to the root of the ear and pointed forward, the same height as her eyes, and her eyes looked to the right and then fell forward to the right finger of the sword.

Next, Qingwen's left arm was bent and raised at the elbow, and the sword was pierced from her right hand through her chest, and the fingers of the sword flipped and slowly fell back behind her.

With the palms upward, the upper arms are naturally spread out one after the other......

With this simple starting action, Qingwen has already been able to do it in one go like flowing water, and her breathing is long and consistent.

At this time, Bao Yufang opened his sleepy eyes, and just as Qingwen "wrote" a "big" word on the ground with her feet.

The snow burns and melts, which shows its strength.

Rubbing his eyes, Baoyu praised: "What a dragonfly!"

Outside the cave, Qingwen's left index finger was close to the side of her middle finger, and her right hand immediately spread out the sword fingers, and the tiger's mouth went straight to her left hand to hold the hilt tightly.

Unsheathed, the blade of the sword is drawn in a vertical circle on the left side.

Baoyu stood under the eaves, looked at a faint "ring" formed by the sword qi in front of Qingwen's left, and quietly retreated, thinking of the lonely golden silk nanmu sword box in the dark in the cave, and chanted the words: "The first type of dragonfly is so simple, I have practiced for almost a hundred days, but it can only contribute to such a sword qi."

"Qingwen, Qingwen, when will you be able to pick up that ancient sword?!"

The entire continent has been sleeping for a long time, and the sky full of stars is quietly guarding the earth......

The candles in the cave are lit up, and the courtyard is silent.

Tonight, the moon does not rise, and the Qinghui of Xingzi casts the silhouettes of the two on the big stone, like a vivid shadow puppet play.

The two pairs of eyes swept across the sky, and their gaze invariably stopped at the bright star array composed of seven stars in the northern sky, which was the brightest time of the year, and even the fourth inconspicuous star on weekdays, Xiao Kui, shone with a mischievous white light.

Since then, Qingwen has diligently followed the sword book every day, practicing one move at a time.

From time to time, there are words in the mouth, and all the words are quoted on the sword spectrum, what "the spirit is stable and the sword is in the heart", and what "there is nothing outside the sword, and the gas is one". In Baoyu's eyes, Qingwen was simply a little stunned.

It's no easy task to unravel the moves on the rock wall.

Although Qingwen has read it repeatedly, she is familiar with it by heart, and she also understands the details, but she can't understand the deeper meaning.

Qingwen held the sword straight with her right arm in the courtyard, concentrating on her breath, and breathed out the dantian to her right arm......

The tip of her sword drooped slightly, and with a slight touch of forward and downward direction, a white light stumbled straight out, however, the white light qi was like a gossamer, only flashing in an instant, and then vanished in the middle......

Although the momentum is still weak, as it has done countless times before, Qingwen is not discouraged by this.

Immediately afterward, her left hand quickly changed to a sword finger, attached to her right wrist, and at the same time, her right foot followed forward, leaning against the base of her left foot. Squat slightly with your toes forward......

His eyes fell on the tip of the sword.

Although this "dragonfly and water style" has not yet been practiced, it is more or less the "serious" flower frame has begun to take shape, or it can be comforted.

The sword qi is wisps, and it comes and goes, and it is not without progress.

I saw her right arm holding the sword straight, concentrating and raising her qi, and breathing out of the dantian and reaching her right arm......

This time, compared to the momentum just now, the tip of Qingwen's sword did not droop slightly, but hung straight and pointed to the ground, which seemed to lock the target more accurately.

While holding her breath, Qingwen closed her eyes and moved her mind.

Qingwen let out a cold breath and swam out of her body.

Qingwen forced the cold qi into the "Red Flame" sword body......

The sword body felt because of it, and it sounded slightly, as if it was in harmony.

"Click-"

A current was sparked from the sword body from the "sword grip", and through the hand holding the sword, the current fed back by the sword body flowed back into Qingwen's body.

The current passes through the "Shinto", passes through the "Lingtai", walks the "Suspension Pivot", and goes straight to the "Gate of Life" (Note: Shinto, Lingtai, Suspension Pivot, and Life Gate refer to the acupuncture points of the human body).

Qingwen first felt a heart-wrenching cold, and then it was pitch black in front of her eyes, and the faint cold wind that had been brushing her ears also stagnated and disappeared.

The sword mentioned moved forward and down, and again, a white light rushed out, this time, the white light was obviously much stronger, illuminating the four walls of the cave, and it did not disperse for a long time......

"Well, it's a little bit more stable than yesterday. ”

Qingwen was slightly comforted by this.

Her left hand quickly turned into a sword finger, attached to her right wrist. At the same time, the right foot follows forward and the base of the foot rests against the base of the left foot. With your feet in front of you, your body squatting slightly, your eyes falling on the tip of your sword.

Turning around, Qingwen jumped onto the rock in the cave, holding the "empty sword" in her hand, and for the first time, she played the strange "Little Kuixing" sword style on the petroglyphs in her memory.

As soon as she was a little excited, Qingwen was forced too hard, and the current was discharged so quickly that the energy was lost too quickly, and in a few moments, the little warmth left in her body was driven to the sole of her right foot...... Her feet tingled, her body crooked, and she nearly fell.

Qingwen was busy gathering her anger and sinking into the dantian, slowly, making a gesture and stopping......

"Not ideal, not ideal at all. Am I really stupid?!"

Qingwen shook her head helplessly, she was still a little skeptical about her understanding.

But with the accumulation of time, under the severe cold tempering of the Great Wilderness Mountain, the strength under Qingwen's feet finally improved.

In addition to Tianzhu, it seems that Baoyu recognizes Qingwen's understanding more. Although Qingwen kept blaming herself, she always felt that the progress of sword practice was too slow and she was too stupid, but in Baoyu's eyes, if you want to go to the next level, you must build a foundation first.

Qingwen's every move is laying the foundation and adding bricks and tiles, no matter how slow it is, it is not too much.

And when it comes to understanding, Qingwen has not yet been fully opened. Once there is a fate, and the foundation can keep up, why worry about not having understanding?!

At this time, Qingwen Ning Divine Sword, who had been standing on the rock for a long time and had some luck, immediately turned her body back to the right, and then, her left foot was retracted to the inside of her right foot, and her toes touched the ground.

"Click-", the cold ice on the ground instantly burst into a cracking sound.

This was the first time Qingwen had received a sound from deep under her feet, which was a clear sign of the strength of her feet.

"Adjust your breathing, that's it, push up, and continue to ......"

Qingwen cautiously instructed herself in her heart.

Finally, trembling, a shallow arc of half sword qi appeared above Qingwen's head......

Suddenly, the arc came to an abrupt halt and disappeared into mid-air.

At this time, there was Baoyu's applause, and he said, "Yes! Little scholar, you are almost done." ”

Qingwen was sweating profusely, and she looked like she was a little prostration.

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