Zhao Qi seemed to be obsessed with competing with his unsmiling senior brother, and the day after he came to Yunmeng, he went to the forest where Wei Yan lived, and there was no doubt that he was cut out with a knife.

The little marquis was angry, and cut off a small tree on the edge of the forest with a sword, but he was stabbed by Wei Yan again.

ran to find Wang Chan theory, but who knew that the old man just stroked his beard and laughed, and slashed the little marquis angrily with his sword. The old man didn't obstruct it, and when the little marquis finished breathing, he took out a yellow swordsmanship cheats book at the foot of the bed from under the bed, handed it to Zhao Qi, and said: "If the little marquis can't be angry, go back to Yunjian to practice swordsmanship, and when you surpass your senior brother Yan, won't you be able to beat him up?"

Yunjian is the waterfall next to the wooden house where Zhao Qi lives, the wooden house is actually called Yunjian Pavilion, the name is good, but it is not good.

Zhao Qi knew that the old man would not help him get angry, so he left Wang Chan's thatched hut angrily.

Back to the wooden house, sitting at the head of the bed, he began to flip through the sword book given by the old man, and when he opened the first page, his eyes almost fell off, only to see that the first page read: Sun Boling's sword learning is all in it, and he is destined to be with someone.

Who is Sun Boling? That's the person who really won the pinnacle of martial arts, who in the world doesn't know? It is said that when he was really at his peak, he was still a broken body, and in the battle of Qi Wei Duling, Sun Boling came with a sword and beheaded 500 soldiers of Wei with a sword. On the occasion of this battle, the world is famous!

Later, he had a shocking battle with the sword demon who had already moved the world, and he became an immortal in a battle.

It's just that after that battle, Sun Boling disappeared. A sword becomes an immortal, a sword returns to seclusion, and there is no Sun Boling in the world.

Zhao Qi looked at the sword spectrum in his hand in a daze, there is still a rumor in the rivers and lakes, saying that Sun Boling is also in the same vein, and his junior brother at the same time is the sword demon who helped him become famous. It is rumored that the reason why Sun Boling is a broken body is also due to his junior brother.

The little marquis sighed, and then as if he thought of something, he stomped his feet on the ground, pointed in the direction of Wang Chan's thatched hut and scolded: "You old man is not a thing anymore, the sword practice left by Sun Lao Jianxian is not sought by the world, but you use it to make a bed?" Iniquity! ”

Mr. Guigu was shaking his head and reading the "Qimen Technique" written by the apprentice of his close friend in Gu Lingshan, his nose itched coldly, and he sneezed, the old man touched his nose, looked at the weather outside, and wondered in his heart: The sun is hanging so high, why is it still cold?

In fact, what Sun Boling left behind was not a sword move, but his experience of learning swords in this life, the content of which is not as easy to understand as the swordsmanship cheats, but it is a priceless treasure for Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi has already entered the category of masters a long time ago, and his swordsmanship can be regarded as entering the house, and he has seen countless swordsmanship cheats, but at the moment, there is no more progress at all.

He can be regarded as having encountered the first threshold on the way to the sword, and at the moment, if he blindly only eats sword moves, but he is chaotic in his learning, and in the long run, the breath in his body will be disordered, and the worst will be mad.

Wang Chan saw the problem of Zhao Qi when he danced the sword in front of him for the first time, so he prescribed the right medicine and gave Zhao Qi the only one in the world.

Zhao Qi's pursuit of kendo can be said to have reached a state of obsession, perhaps it was left a shadow by Xu Hu's sword, and he was particularly attentive to things related to swords.

At this time, Zhao Qi sat cross-legged on the boulder under the cloud stream, closing his eyes to perceive the flow of breath in his body.

Sun's predecessors' cheats are written very clearly, if you want to improve your swordsmanship, it is not enough to blindly pursue the perfection of sword moves, and you need to pay more attention to the sword qi.

This is naturally written in reason, but to be honest, Zhao Qi has been practicing swords for decades, and he has not comprehended the so-called sword qi until now, but he was slapped under Wei Yan's hands.

To say that this sword qi and sword gang, in fact, have the same goal, they both use the strength of the body to play a gang wind and hurt people in the air.

So far, Zhao Qi has seen this sword qi, except for Xu Hu, there is only Wei Yan. It's not that others can't play, it's just that Zhao Qi has never seen other masters shoot.

Wei Yan's sword gang can be regarded as a real domineering, Zhao Qi originally intended to try the depth of this senior brother, but before he entered the forest, a knife gang shot out from the wooden house in the forest, and hit Zhao Qi accurately, without hurting a single grass or tree, and he was stunned to knock the little marquis out of the forest.

Needless to say, Wei Yan, a demon, can now be regarded as a stable second-rate master, and it seems that he is only one line away from being first-class, and I believe that in less than a year, I will be able to hear the news that he has stepped into the first-class.

For this person, Zhao Qi is a little unpredictable.

He was made so that he couldn't be lazy for a moment, and he had already confirmed the rules of the Zongheng faction to Wang Chan, and he and Wei Yan would face an experience in the near future, and when they came back from the trip, it would be the day they were born.

From that day on, the two of them were enemies who shared the sky, and there was only one Mr. Guigu in the world, so he and Wei Yan could only live alone, which sounded cruel, which may be the reason why the Zongheng faction is not mediocre.

Therefore, Zhao Qi does not dare to have the slightest slackness in practicing swords, he is still the most mediocre type of master in the world, but Wei Yan is already the best among his peers, how can he fight? If he slacks off today, he will be the soul of Wei Yan's sword in the future.

From the moment he raised his sword and entered the cloud dream, he made up his mind that on the day he was born, there would be a place for Zhao Qi on the world's sword list!

Zhao Qi sat on a boulder under the Yunjian Waterfall, with the Miao Cao Sword lying horizontally on his knees.

He saw mosquitoes flying around him, but it was just a splash of water that swallowed them. He saw birds flying in front of the waterfall, and let the torrent wet its wings, but still whirling in the air.

An old turtle climbed up on the stone, and it was extremely difficult to climb slowly, and finally climbed up the stone, and the tortoise shell slipped, but it fell into the water again, splashing a circle of ripples on the surface of the water and spreading around.

Zhao Qi seemed to feel something, and watched motionlessly as the old turtle climbed up the stone and fell into the water again, tirelessly over and over again.

At dusk, the old turtle fell into the water again, and Zhao Qi, who had been sitting for a long time, suddenly drew his sword and rose, his body rotated with the sword, and the blade of the sword made a ripple on the surface of the water. Zhao Qi slammed his sword at the bird in the cloud stream, and the boiled water carried on the blade shot out, forming a perfect arc, and shot down the bird in the mountain stream in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Qi looked at the sword in his hand, as if he had an understanding of the sword qi in Sun Boling's pen.

"The little marquis is really good at understanding, but in half a day, he has already swung the rudiments of sword qi, which is more than a little higher than that of the old man in person." The voice of the old man Wang Chan came from behind him, and Zhao Qi turned around to look at Mr. Guigu, who was walking with his hands in his hand.

"I don't seem to understand, I seem to understand the so-called sword qi, but I have never been allowed to enter, I think this sword qi is the same as the ripples in the water, but when I leave the water, there is no sword qi on my sword."

Zhao Qi shook his head, turning a deaf ear to the old man's praise, whether he understood the sword qi or not, he himself knew very well, and he would not be complacent because of the old man's two praises.

The old man Wang Chan stroked his beard and smiled, and said, "The little marquis is not afraid to dive into the water and wield a sword."

Zhao Qi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then suddenly realized, jumped into the deep pool with a sword in his backhand, his body sank slowly, and stood firmly on a stone at the bottom of the pool.

With the strength of his sword practice for more than ten years, he swung a sword wave at the bottom of the pool, and the sword wave was extremely fast in the water, and it collided with the underwater boulder in an instant, and it was actually carved a sword mark on the boulder.

Zhao Qi instantly opened his mind, and slashed sword after sword, raising bursts of mud and sand under the water.

On the shore, Mr. Guigu looked at the increasingly polluted pool, stroked his beard and smiled, took out a roll of bamboo slips from his cuffs and put it on the shore, and then turned his back and left leisurely.

A moment later, a soaking wet head surfaced. Zhao Qi wiped the water on his face, flew out of the pool, like a flying swallow, spun in a circle in the air, and landed steadily on the shore.

There was a roll of bamboo slips lying at his feet, Zhao Qi picked it up and looked at it, a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, glanced at the direction where the old man Wang Chan left, and said to himself: "The old man should be the master."

The dossier in his hand is the secret book of the Ancient Spirit Mountain Dao System - Turtle Breath Dafa.

With this Turtle Breath Dafa, Zhao Qi could stay at the bottom of the pool for a longer time, which solved his biggest difficulty in comprehending the sword qi at present.

Zhao Qi immediately sat on the edge of the pool, spread out the bamboo slips, pondered carefully, and did not leave until sunset.

After that, whenever Zhao Qi's swordsmanship improved, he went to Wei Yan's forest to break through.

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Bengbu Houfu, library building.

The old man in his twilight years sat on the soft couch, his thin body bent out of an arc, and the old man's face was full of wrinkles, as if there was only a layer of skin left on his body except for bones.

The old man's eyelids drooped, panting, and he hung with just one breath, as if he would die in the next second.

Sitting opposite the old man was the Bengbu Marquis who was in the north of the Chu State.

Zhao Tuo looked at the old man and sighed, and only after a long time did he speak: "Li Shan, Li Shan, why should you, you could have won the world, but you have to stoop to my little waiting house, all these years of sitting in this library building, there has never been a sword, your sword that is regarded as a good brother should also be dusted, who in the world still remembers Li Jian Demon who broke a hundred horses with a sword in front of him?"

The old man raised his head with difficulty, a smile appeared on his face, his voice was hoarse like a night owl, and said: "Defeated at the hands of Sun Boling back then, there is only one breath left, if it wasn't for the Hou Ye to save him, the old man would have died a long time ago and couldn't die anymore." In the battle with Sun Boling, the old man's sword heart was damaged, and it was difficult to enter the list of top masters, and he lived in the world for more than ten years, but it was just to repay the grace of the marquis. ”

How could the Sword Demon defeat the Sword Immortal?

Zhao Tuo was stunned, who would have thought that it was precisely because of the thin old man in front of him that the Zhao family could sit firmly at the head of the five veins of the farmer's family, and it was precisely because of this old man that Xu Hu, who had been eyeing the position of the leader, did not dare to make a move against Zhao Tuo.

The old man waved his hand, closed his eyes and said: "In the Zhao Mansion for all these years, the old man has lived a carefree life, the little marquis treats this unsightly old man as his own grandfather, and the old man is also considered to be dead without regrets, in the eyes of the old man, the little marquis is destined to dominate the world, but unfortunately, the old man can't wait for this day."

Two lines of cloudy tears flowed from the corners of the thin old man's eyes, he had made many killings in his life, and he was already very satisfied with being able to die in this magnificent Hou Mansion, but he couldn't take a look at the lively and active little Hou Ye again, which was his only regret.

After a moment of silence, the old man opened his eyes, stretched out his thin arm, pointed to the cyan wooden box on the bookshelf not far away, and said: "If the little marquis comes back and hands over the sword that has accompanied the old man all his life, it will be regarded as a wish for the old man, although the old man has no regrets."

After speaking, his arm drooped.

A generation of sword demons sat in the library of the Marquis Mansion in Bengbu.

Zhao Tuo picked up the wine on the table, took a sip, and then poured it in front of Li Shan's couch and shouted: "Drink to win!"