Early the next morning, there was a knock on the door of Peng Yansheng's courtyard.

"Senior brother? Is Senior Brother Peng here? ”

The wooden door opened from the inside, and Peng Yansheng, who was dressed in white clothes, stood behind the door, today's senior brother was more casual than yesterday, and there was still a wooden hairpin on his head to fix his long hair to the back of his head at will.

Xuan Yu was dressed lightly today, his hair was firmly tied behind his head, and he took out a beautiful blue water sword in his right hand, which was the best-looking one in his storage bag.

Peng Yansheng took the lead in entering the courtyard from the door, Xuan Yu turned around and closed the wooden door after entering the door, and a vast ocean was formed in the courtyard, and he was in the middle of the ocean, and he couldn't see the edge everywhere.

tread the water all the way and keep up with Peng Yansheng in front.

Peng Yansheng stopped on an island, a small island with a wooden house hanging on a cliff.

"Senior brother? How big is this space? Xuan Yu exclaimed, this place is almost the size of a Yuelai Inn.

"There is a barrier within a radius of 100 miles, and what you see is illusory."

Peng Yansheng took Xuan Yu to a wood, rosewood.

With a wave of his hand, an adult-wide rosewood was shaved off its head and tail and placed horizontally in front of Xuan Yu. "Use it to make your first sword."

Xuan Yu saw the rosewood in front of him and his water sword, although he was puzzled, he still took the tools on the side and started to cut down the tree.

"You can't use aura or divine sense."

Xuan Yu was dumbfounded: "Why can't you use aura?" How could I possibly make a sword out without Reiki? ”

"I can, Monsoon can, everyone who wields a sword can."

Xuan Yu swallowed the saliva secreted in his mouth, and with a few taps of his fingers, he sealed the acupoints of his body, and a cyan copper bell was used to calm his divine sense.

Because the physical constitution has not changed, it is also extremely easy when the trunk is really opened, and now it is to cut out the sword shape, because the senior brother said that he can only understand it by himself, Xuan Yu took the wood that finally cut a section and thought, how long and wide the sword should be, how to cut it, Xuan Yu drew on the drawings for a long time and did not dare to really start on the rosewood.

"Go for it." Behind him was Peng Yansheng, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating, and in front of him was the endless sea, and with the last stroke, Xuan Yu picked up the knife and began to slash the rosewood.

The first sword, which was supposed to be half a person high, has been modified into a dagger the size of a palm, followed by the second sword, Xuan Yu felt that he was not suitable for practicing with a big guy at the beginning, cutting the trunk into wooden pieces of about the same size, and using a knife to cut out a pocket version of the wooden sword little by little.

It turns out that it is not easy to make a wooden sword, and half a year after cutting down a small piece of red sandalwood forest, Xuan Yu finally made a wooden sword that Peng Yansheng was satisfied with, which was almost the same as the wooden sword in Xuan Yu's memory, and even carved some patterns on the sword body.

Peng Yansheng took the wooden sword and stabbed it at a rosewood tree beside him, and the end of the sword immediately cracked.

"Senior brother! The sword I managed to make!! Xuan Yu snatched the wooden sword and hurriedly checked what the top of the wooden sword had become, the wooden sword had already cracked a few large openings, and I was afraid that it would break if it was broken lightly.

"Peng Yansheng! You asked me to make a sword, and I made it! What does it mean to ruin me now? "Xuan Yu is really a little hot now, he has closed the mortal life of the aura and divine consciousness for half a year, except for keeping the body of a monk, his strength is a little bigger, his physical strength is better, and everything is done by himself.

Seeing that Xuan Yu's eyes were a little red with anger, Peng Yansheng sighed.

"If the sword is broken, redo it, when the sword you make can cut off this rosewood without aura, I will teach you sword moves."

Xuan Yu was even more angry when he heard this: "Wooden sword cutting trees? You have the ability to do it yourself!! ”

This is a month, during which Peng Yansheng has been sitting and cultivating under the eaves of the wooden house, letting Xuanyu recover his aura and run around, suddenly one day, Xuanyu sat on the hanging stone on the cliff and looked at the rough waves under his feet, and asked the green sweetness on his shoulder.

"Qing Tian, have you heard that there are any wooden swords that can cut down trees?"

Qing Tian jumped onto Xuan Yu's legs and walked around, looking like she was looking down and thinking deeply, "I really don't know what wooden sword can cut down trees, unless it is a spirit wood of special material, it is extremely aggressive in itself." ”

Xuan Yu sighed when he heard this, "We have all walked around this island, there are no spirit trees or spirit grasses, and the spiritual energy is also average, I really don't know how Peng Yansheng cultivates in this kind of place." ”

"Ahh That's right! If you want to say that you can cut the wooden sword without using spiritual energy, you can only cultivate qi, and some mortals do not have spiritual roots, but they can also fly the eaves and walk the wall, and what they borrow is the qi in their bodies. ”

Xuan Yu was overjoyed, every time he wanted to return to the wooden house on the cliff after he closed the aura, he climbed the rope to go down, "That means that qi is equivalent to aura?" With qi, you can make a wooden sword cut down a tree? ”

Qing Tian tilted her head and thought about it, "I guess I can say the same." "However, I heard that it is very difficult for mortals to cultivate Qi Extraction, and it will take at least a few decades.

Although he had a direction, Xuan Yu didn't dare to cultivate blindly, and he didn't know how to talk to Peng Yansheng.

In fact, Xuan Yu was even more angry when he thought about it afterwards, he was angry and ashamed to blame others for being useless. Obviously, he promised in advance that he wanted to learn the sword, saying that as long as he learned the sword, he could successfully advance to the Jindan, but he suffered a little setback, and when he felt that he had been wronged, he questioned and blamed the senior brother who taught him. . .

also said such excessive words, obviously trusting the senior brother, but said that the senior brother's words were deceitful, but he was willful and never thought about it carefully, and looked at things with his own subjective opinions, and now he wants to apologize but doesn't know how to speak.

It was another drizzle, falling tricklingly, and Peng Yansheng, who was cultivating cross-legged under the eaves, was not affected by the sound of the rain, like a statue, and did not move.

"Senior brother, I have thought of a way, and I want to ask you if you can succeed."

Peng Yansheng opened his eyes and saw Xuan Yu kneeling beside him, and the light rain outside the house gradually turned heavier. Seeing that raindrops were splashing on Xuan Yu's body, he subconsciously opened the enchantment to protect Xuan Yu in it.

After following the senior brother into the wooden house, Xuan Yu spoke out about his idea.

"It's okay to cultivate qi, but qi is not as easy to cultivate as you imagined, you need to endure some hardships."

Xuan Yu didn't care: "Please also ask Senior Brother for guidance, I will definitely not take the initiative to recover my aura until Senior Brother is satisfied."

Peng Yansheng nodded, took out three wine jars, "Fill it with water and go to the top of the mountain to squat and walk, when the rain stops, when to rest." ”

"Straighten your back! Feet open a little! ”

Day after day, if it weren't for the special physique, plus the daily massage, I am afraid that I would have to grow muscles and become a strong man.

Xuan Yu in the early morning of the day, finally felt a trace of qi, from that day on, in addition to the daily physical exercise, but also had to run to the deep waterfall in the island to practice the sword, at first to practice walking under the waterfall, then to practice holding a sword under the waterfall, and then to practice a series of simple movements, stabbing, cutting, cutting...

Repeatedly, Xuan Yu swung a new wooden sword for the umpteenth time and slashed at the rosewood tree, and the rosewood tree fell with a bang.

"Senior brother! I cut down this tree!! ”

Peng Yansheng, who was cultivating, got up and walked towards Xuan Yu's position, saw the fallen rosewood, and touched the top of Xuan Yu's head dotingly, "About to pass the level, then you can practice sword with me." ”

"Senior brother is not a sword cultivator, for sword cultivation, no matter how profound the sword technique is, it is someone else's, and your own sword technique is the most suitable for you, if you want to create your own sword technique, you must first comprehend the sword intent."

"The sword intent is like three thousand avenues, they are different, even if the flowing water sword intent that the two of them comprehend together, the two of them will be different. Sword intent can be borrowed, but it cannot be diverted for personal use. ”

Xuan Yu was puzzled, "What kind of sword intent did the senior brother comprehend?" ”

"Stop the sword intent."

Xuan Yu wondered, is it someone else's evil or his own?

Peng Yansheng took out his magic weapon Ink Broken Sword, the sword body was pitch black, the sword body and the hilt were refined as one, and the blade was emitting cold light, it was an excellent sword.

"This sword is called the Ink Shatter Sword, and it was handed down from the scene millions of years ago, and it was a murder weapon for the monks of our realm to kill hundreds of millions of overseas clans." As he spoke, a set of sword styles danced along with Peng Yansheng's movements.

The sword style is strong and unpredictable, so that others can't guess the next move.

Peng Yansheng is usually indifferent and gentle, and the moment the sword is in his hands, Xuan Yu recalls the appearance of him wearing Caixia gold armor when he first saw Peng Yansheng.