Along the way, Luo Pingtai followed the wind and went around in circles, and soon came to a cave.

The furnishings of the cave are quite simple: in the depths is a platform about one foot above the ground, about eight feet long, and about three feet wide, covered with plain bedding, a square stone table stands in the center of the cave, as if it had been carved out with a sharp sword, and on the wall of the cave on the side of the stone table hangs an unpretentious sword, about three feet and seven inches long. Other than that, there is nothing else.

"Luo boy, do you know what kind of swordsmanship I used just now?" Feng Qingyang has a bit of a test in it, to see if Luo Pingtai has such a talent, whether it is worth teaching him this set of swordsmanship.

"The juniors don't know, but the seniors just hit the juniors with a dry branch on the cliff and pointed at the juniors' sword moves, and the later ones broke the juniors' sword moves, like the nemesis of swordsmanship;

Although I have watched TVB's Xiaoao Jianghu, I don't know what exactly "Dugu Nine Swords" has, anyway, it's not the "only nine moves, but it can break the world's martial arts". There are so many martial arts in the world, and you want to break them all in nine moves, which is simply a fantasy, a big joke in the world, and people who practice martial arts are regarded as nothing!

"Yes, you kid has some eyesight!" Feng Qingyang stroked his white beard with his right hand, and his left hand was behind his back, with a smile on his face.

"Back then, in the dispute between the two sects of sword qi, the sword sect was defeated, and Feng came to live in seclusion in the back mountain of Huashan, and never asked about Huashan from then on. has been reflecting, have we done anything wrong, the Huashan faction inherited the mantle of Hao Datong, one of the 'seven sons' of the Quanzhen Sect, the leader of the Taoist sect, and has always been a pivotal faction in the martial arts, and it has been passed down to this day, but in our hands it has become a 'broken household' in the rivers and lakes, and even the Songshan faction is inferior. At this time, Feng Qingyang's face was full of remorse.

"Until one day, Feng Mou danced a sword here, and the sword qi cut off the vines on the stone wall, and there was actually a top-level swordsmanship engraved under this vine. Feng was overjoyed, day and night, hard practice, sword cultivation for rapid progress, but in the end it stopped there, and never entered the realm of 'no sword is better than a sword' said by the predecessors who left this swordsmanship. "It's really desperate that the magic skill can't be advanced here.

"That's a pity!" Luo Pingtai echoed casually.

"Until ......", Feng Qingyang suddenly turned around and looked at it at this time, "Until Luo boy, your words today and the last move you used, 'Shocking', made Feng suddenly pause." The realm of 'no sword is better than a sword' was originally to achieve the sword with qi, but unfortunately it was too late, the old man's internal strength cultivation was too much for the poor sword path cultivation, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Feng Qingyang's character Luo Pingtai has liked it very much since he was a child, for a martial artist, martial arts are hopeless, it is better to die. "Mourning is greater than heart death", looking at his sad and gloomy appearance, Luo Pingtai felt the same way, and he couldn't bear it.

"Seniors, juniors can help you!"

"What? do you have a way?" Feng Qingyang suddenly jumped in front of Luo Pingtai with an excited face, and grabbed Luo Pingtai's shoulders with both hands.

"But not now!" Luo Pingtai said cautiously.

"Then what else are you talking about?" Feng Qingyang was made to death by Luo Pingtai's words at the moment.

At this moment, Luo Pingtai slowly walked to the edge of the cliff, and suddenly his body shook, and the momentum of the sky suddenly dispersed, and the dead branches and gravel around him were pushed away by a majestic and invisible energy. Feng Qingyang looked at Luo Pingtai with disbelief on his face at this moment.

I saw that Luo Pingtai's legs were separated, and his feet occupied the Guimei position and the non-vain position respectively, and his momentum sank. Suddenly, his right hand was as fast as lightning, wrapped in the momentum of water and fire, and slammed on the ground with a 'bang', and then cracks quickly extended from the palm of his hand to all sides, and the cliff was about to collapse.

"Luo boy, why are you still standing stupidly, don't run away!"

"I'm weak!"

The situation was urgent, Feng Qingyang pulled out a thick vine and threw it at Luo Pingtai with a "boom", the vine quickly wrapped around his waist and pulled him back.

At this time, half of the cliff was covered with cracks, and with a "click", the cliff collapsed, half of it disappeared, and after ten breaths, there was a loud "rumbling" sound in the valley.

When a man sits in a house, evil comes from heaven.

Yue Buqun, who was in retreat in the back mountain, was at a critical juncture at the moment, and suddenly this loud noise shook the roof dust, and the tea was dumped, directly interrupting the opportunity to advance, and the momentum backlashed, and suddenly a mouthful of old blood gushed out, "poof", Yue Buqun thought it was the Huashan earthquake, and his face was full of grief and indignation at the moment: "Yue is so diligent, he works hard just to revive the Huashan faction, in order not to disturb his study, even the bird can be cut, what did Yue do wrong? After speaking, another mouthful of old blood spurted out. This Yue Buqun is really "bad luck and bad fate"!

(Luo Pingtai spread his hands, na, this kind of thing happens, everyone doesn't want it.) The most important thing is to be happy. ）

......

"You kid, you don't respect the old and love the young at all, and you specialize in bullying the elderly. Look, half of the place where I live has collapsed, what do you say?" Feng Qingyang blew his beard and stared at Luo Pingtai.

"It's not right, kid, I'll bring you something good another day. Do you think this will work?" Luo Pingtai was also very embarrassed and said.

"It's pretty much the same! But you kid is young, how can you have such a profound internal force, even the wind can't beat it. Feng Qingyang looked at Luo Pingtai's slightly green appearance and sighed.

"The kid can barely be regarded as a genius, he has practiced martial arts for three years, and he has only reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the day after tomorrow. Luo Pingtai's face was modest, and he didn't know what kind of impact his words would have on Feng Qingyang.

In fact, Luo Pingtai is really a humble and good boy, isn't he? After all, he has only been practicing martial arts for less than ten days, emmmmm... Although it is because there is a system, it cannot be denied: it is also part of the strength.

"Three years, the day after tomorrow, can you barely be considered a genius?" Feng Qingyang looked incredible, stretched out three fingers, and gestured at Luo Pingtai, as if he wanted the other party to think about it, was it wrong.

"Yes!" Luo Pingtai touched his nose and thought to himself: If I tell the truth, you must not jump from here. Oops, this is so good!

After getting Luo Pingtai's confirmation, Feng Qingyang was indeed hit, and staggered forward with a dejected face. The most unbearable thing in the world is "the beauty is white-headed, the hero is twilight", the wind is really old!

Suddenly, Feng Qingyang turned his head sharply and said, "Boy, go on!"

Luo Pingtai took a look at it, and it was a secret book, with the four big characters of "Dugu Nine Swords" written on it.

After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, he picked up a branch, "Look at it!" At this moment, where is Feng Qingyang's twilight aura just now, like a peerless swordsman!

"Returning to my sister tends to be innocent, the universe is compatible, and the sword is broken!"

"No vain convergence with people, shock and excite, broken knife!"

"The same people tend to be bigger.,Born from Xun.,Broken gun!"

......

"A to C, C to G, G to Dec. The friends of the ugly, the friends of Tatsumi, the friends of the noon, the wind and thunder are a change, the mountains are a change, and the water and fire are a change......"

At this moment, the sword qi on the field is vertical and horizontal, and the rattan and stubborn stones are broken when they touch it, and they are incomparable. Luo Pingtai was immediately immersed in it, and the figures in his mind were crowded, obviously he had an understanding!

Feng Qingyang had just finished the drill, and stood with his sword. At this time, Luo Pingtai's body moved, and the long sword was unsheathed. "Its shape is like a frightening dragon, graceful like a swimming dragon"! People can't help but look sideways.

"Sword swinging pose!"

......

"Palm-breaking!"

......

"Huo Ruyi shoots nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light. Luo Pingtai on the field looked like a beginner in "Dugu Nine Swords" at this time, like an old monster who had been immersed in this way for decades!

At this critical juncture, Luo Pingtai's move suddenly appeared a sense of stagnation at the end, and Feng Qingyang was also nervous, he was like this before, as long as he crossed this hurdle, he could enter the realm of "no sword is better than a sword". I think it should be possible to do it with Luo Pingtai's cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Day After Tomorrow, right?

"Stinky boy, think about the last move of your "Amazing Sword Technique"!" Seeing that Luo Pingtai was about to stop here, the wind was clear and urgent.

At this time, after being reminded by the clear wind, Luo Ping Taifu came to his heart, and the originally stagnant sword moves suddenly became extremely mellow, like flowing water. Feng Qingyang is worthy of being a kendo master, and his experience is extremely sophisticated.

Suddenly, looking at Feng Qingyang on the field, he was dumbfounded, and muttered in his mouth: "'No sword is better than a sword', so it ......is!

(Yue Buqun spurted out another mouthful of old blood, mmp! I can't live this day!)

I saw that Luo Pingtai's sword had been separated from his hands, under the control of mental power and internal force, it was as fast as lightning, and the sword shadows on the field were repeated, making it impossible to distinguish which one was true and which was false, regardless of distance and proximity, all under the shroud of sword light.

"K-" A cold light shone under the control of an invisible big hand, and the lightning returned to the sheath.

"Good, good, good, sure enough, I believe it now, you're a fucking genius!"

"Feng has nothing to teach you, you kid go, remember what you said!"