After the wind cleared and left, Ling Jing did not come back to his senses, at this time, Xu was standing for too long and was a little tired, so he sat cross-legged on the ground.

Immediately after, the expression on his face began to change unpredictably, sometimes frowning, sometimes delighted, sometimes buried in thought, and his complexion was really like a flowing cloud, changing rapidly.

At this time, the three hundred and sixty changes of the Dugu Nine Swords' "General Formula" are floating in his mind one by one, although after Feng Qingyang's careful explanation, the changes in the sword moves contained in it, he has long been familiar with it, but this "General Formula" is dependent on the back eight strokes of swordsmanship, and the last eight moves will not be decent if they lack this "General Formula", and now after some careful scrutiny, he also found that the three hundred and sixty changes of this "General Formula" are only afraid that they have to corroborate the cultivation with the last eight strokes of swordsmanship. in order to learn thoroughly.

Although Feng Qingyang has explained these changes clearly and clearly, it does not mean that once he remembers it, he will be able to understand it thoroughly.

He naturally has no shortage of talent, but now that he lacks the eight swordsmanship behind, he can only be "a clever woman is difficult to cook without rice", so he has to calm down first and meditate on these changes in his heart even if he can understand them, and then according to the guidance of the wind and the clear air, he will scrutinize them one by one in his heart.

In this way, about an hour later, he had already comprehended the various changes of this "general formula" for two or three points, at this time, I saw that he suddenly stood up, picked up an old long sword from the ground, and then stabbed the long sword in his hand, confirming the various changes in his heart, and began to slowly use the various changes of this "general formula".

But in an instant, the shadow of the sword flew in the secret cave.

Ling Jing's expression was a little solemn, although he knew that the highest level of this "Dugu Nine Swords" was "no tricks to win and there are moves", but in this swordsmanship, he was only the first contact, and he knew that he still needed to slowly transition from the realm of "tricks" at the moment, first comprehend these three hundred and sixty changes one by one, and then forget about him cleanly, so that this is the highest realm of swordsmanship that Feng Qingyang said.

At the moment, I don't dare to have a trace of relaxation, just because the changes in the sword path of this "general formula" are too wildly, and the changes in each swordsmanship are really "beyond the reach of ordinary people, and think about what ordinary people don't want", and the number of moves is unbelievable, even if the swordsmanship is in his own hands at this time, but it is inevitable that he will be shocked and admired in his heart.

He was intoxicated by the swordsmanship of this Dugu Nine Swords' "General Trick Style", forgetting the passage of time, but unconsciously, the sky outside was already slightly brighter.

At this time, Ling Hu Chong, who was outside the secret cave, suddenly yawned, turned over and sat up from the stone bed, and saw that Ling Jing's stone bed was empty, so he thought: "The little junior brother really has to work harder than me, I didn't expect to get up so early to practice." ”

He had been ordered to "sleep in a slumber" by Feng Qingyang for two consecutive days, and he was naturally at a loss about this old and young man learning swords, so he got up and paced into the secret cave, wanting to say hello to Ling Jing.

It was only when he stepped into the cave that he suddenly froze in place, his face full of horror.

At that time, the torches in the secret cave had already burned out, and at this time, through the faint light refracted from the outside, Ling Hu Chong could only see a vague black shadow that was quickly and incomparably out of the sword, the sword was like thunder, buzzing, and the silver light on the sword was finally connected into an invisible net, this scene was really weird.

When had he ever seen such a clever swordsmanship, he couldn't help but look at it, and saw that the man was stabbing down with a sword, so he thought: "If it is against the enemy, I am afraid that this sword will take the opponent's left leg." But suddenly, I saw that the man's long sword was picked, turning into a thorn, and then there were three swords in a row, and the sword light suddenly shrouded the left, middle and right sides in front of him.

Ling Hu Chong was amazed, and said in his heart: "How does this person's swordsmanship look so weird, the master taught us swordsmanship, which is to be "stable" and "accurate", but this person's swordsmanship is too steep, and it is completely contrary to what the master taught. ”

Seeing that this person's swordsmanship was weird, he couldn't help but think again, "If he attacks me like this, I still need to use my own swordsmanship to "get drunk" and intercept his next sword path." Ah, no, he stabbed too fast with a sword, I don't know when he turned to attack me, this sword can't be stopped, can't be stopped! And after that, the three swords in a row blocked my left, middle and right retreats, how can I resist this? ”

When he thought of this, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and in a hurry, he didn't know how many swordsmanship moves had been turned in his mind, and he even thought about many miscellaneous things one by one, but he still felt that this move could not be resisted, and if he was against it, he was afraid that he would be stabbed to death with a sword.

Ling Hu Chong was sweating profusely, and said anxiously: "This person's swordsmanship is so skillful, I'm afraid that Master and Master are also enemies of him, but now Master and Master are not on the mountain, and the little junior brother doesn't know where to go, if this person wants to be unfavorable to our Huashan, how should I deal with it?" ”

He was in a hurry, and suddenly lost his bearings, but at this moment, a burst of yellow light suddenly lit up in the cave, and he looked up, but it was the man who made the sword who had already collected the sword, and then he stepped aside and lit the torch.

Ling Hu Chong couldn't help but take two steps back, and then took a closer look, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this person's back was familiar, and finally saw him turn around, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

After he saw this person's face, he finally determined that this person was Ling Jing, and immediately let out a long breath, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said in his heart: "It turns out that the little junior brother is practicing swords here, it is really a false alarm." ”

Ling Jing saw Linghu Chong standing at the entrance of the secret cave, his face was very strange, so he wondered, "Senior brother, why are you here?" ”

He knew that this made Hu Chong avoid this secret cave all along, and at most he just came in to say hello to him, and never stayed here for even a moment, but at this time, seeing him standing there in a daze, it was like a mountain rock, and it was not strange.

Ling Hu Chong gave him a strange look and said, "Little junior brother, what kind of swordsmanship are you practicing?" ”

He really had a lot of doubts in his heart, the swordsmanship made by Ling Jing was definitely not his own martial arts, as for the martial arts on the stone wall, he had also seen it roughly, and he had never found any traces of this set of strange swordsmanship.

Ling Jing was stunned when he heard this, when he was practicing his sword, he was almost distracted, he didn't pay attention to the movements around him at all, but he didn't want to be looked at by Ling Hu Chong.

He frowned and said, "Senior brother, have you seen it all?" ”

Linghu Chong took two steps forward, and said with palpitations: "See, your swordsmanship is really weird, what kind of swordsmanship is it?" ”

However, Ling Hu Chong's question really stumped Ling Jing, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Last night, after he spent a lot of effort to understand the three hundred and sixty changes of the "General Formula", he has been practicing non-stop, at first he was just following the changes in the swordsmanship, meticulous practice, but later, his state gradually became a little strange.

As if he had forgotten all the swordsmanship, and as if he had fused all his martial arts into one move, he suddenly felt that he had entered a strange state, forgetting the swordsmanship, forgetting the sword moves, and maybe even forgetting who he was, only the long sword in his hand was still stabbing out.

As for whether he used the Dugu Nine Sword "General Formula" in the end, or the Songshan Sword Technique, the Taishan Sword Technique, or the Hengshan Sword Technique, he really didn't remember.

However, this realm is really wonderful, in this state he can really achieve the four words "arbitrary", but this state is still only a preliminary contact, and he can't fully grasp it, so he can't help but sigh in his heart, and said in his heart: "Maybe this is the highest state that Uncle Feng Tai said, "There are no tricks to win". ”

At this time, seeing that Linghu Chongwu was still looking at him eagerly, he shook his head and said, "Actually, I don't know. ”

When Ling Hu Chong heard his answer, he didn't believe it, and said that he intended to hide it from himself, but later he thought that his words were sincere and there was no falsification, so he said strangely: "You don't know? ”