Chu Wuguo: "It was when you were in Dongdang Mountain, and immediately after you fell into a coma, Lanshui fell ill." ”

Zhao Feng's brows furrowed even tighter: "Did you find out about the water?" ”

Chu Wuguo shook his head: "No, my mother and Aunt Bu are here, and my mother told Lanshui that she fainted because she was just too worried about you." Lan Shui didn't have any suspicions. ”

Zhao Feng: "What's the real situation?" ”

Chu Wuguo: "It does have something to do with the emergency situation in those days, but it is mainly due to the internal reasons of her own body." After a pause, he continued, "We don't know how much time we have left. ”

Zhao Feng sent Chu Wuguo away and returned to the backyard, but he didn't expect Tingjian to stand there unexpectedly, Zhao Feng walked over, stood side by side with Tingjian, and looked at the sect in the distance: "Master, when can you tell me the conditions for curing Lanshui." ”

Listening to the sword, he glanced at the apprentice who had already begun to compete with him, and did not continue to deal with the headless check: "The competition within the sect is coming soon, you already know, I will tell you when I get the first place in the middle level." ”

Zhao Feng looked at Tingjian in surprise, he didn't expect his master to really tell him, Zhao Feng: "But ......"

Tingjian: "What's the problem?" ”

Looking at Tingjian's flat face, Zhao Feng gritted his teeth: "No problem." Although Zhao Feng said this, he understood that if he wanted to get the first place in the middle rank, his current strength was simply impossible, and the only way to quickly improve his strength was to go to his master.

Zhao Feng said to do it, there was not much time left, there was no time to rub him, and he said goodbye to Tingjian, turned around and teleported to the Little Sword Pavilion.

Xiao Nanke felt that before his apprentice grandson disturbed him for a long time, he must have a good sleep, just when he was about to sleep in the dark, he always felt that someone was knocking on the door, this way of visiting, there was no need to guess that it was also his apprentice, Xiao Nanke opened the door with the corner of his mouth.

Outside the door, Zhao Feng looked at Xiao Nanke with a disgusted expression: "Master, why did you open the door." After saying that, he went into it.

Xiao Nanke felt that the green tendons on his head were about to burst out, closed the door, sat on his Taishi chair with a bad face, and looked at Zhao Feng with an unkind expression: "What are you doing, are you done?" ”

Zhao Feng shook his head: "No, it's just that the sect is about to hold an intra-sect competition, and I want to take the first place for the middle-level disciples." ”

Xiao Nanke looked at Zhao Feng: "Disciple grandson, have you slept too much and are confused, you are only the second order, the middle-level disciples are basically the third order, and some excellent ones have reached the fourth order, how can you compare with others." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Feng suddenly showed a flattering smile, Xiao Nanke looked at that smile and felt that something bad was about to happen, and sure enough, he heard Zhao Feng say: "Master is so powerful, how can there be something that Master can't do." ”

The corner of Xiao Nanke's right eye jumped suddenly, and he suddenly looked at Zhao Feng and smiled: "Are you sure you want me to help you train?" ”

Zhao Feng looked at the smile and felt that his back was hairy, but he still replied, "En." ”

Xiao Nanke smiled even more: "Disciple Sun, do you know where your strength is? ”

Zhao Feng shook his head mechanically.

Xiao Nanke: "Normally, the strength of sword cultivation is lower than the internal breath, but now you are just the opposite, your sword skill level is higher than the internal cultivation level, if you want to improve the internal breath vortex, the simplest and most direct is ...... Consume your own spiritual power and internal breath, and then cultivate. ”

Zhao Feng asked cautiously, "Then what should I do......

Xiao Nanke: "It's very simple, release the sword trick and the thunder trick at the same time, and then convert the chaotic aura at the same time, cultivate when you run it out, and then continue." ”

This time, the corners of Zhao Feng's eyes twitched......

Xiao Nanke seemed to think of something: "Your Three Thousand Futu Sword Technique has only been cultivated in one move, you don't need to go through your brain to use it now, so the training results will be discounted, so you can take a good look at it." ”

Xiao Nanke stretched out his hand, and under Zhao Feng's gaze, water began to gush out of his palm, flowing down Xiao Nanke's hand, Zhao Feng looked at Xiao Nanke's hand intently, Xiao Nanke smiled slightly, and the water gushing out of a backhand was drawn into a water ball, Xiao Nanke turned his sword into a sword with his hand, and demonstrated it to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng felt as if a water curtain had unfolded in front of him, and after Xiao Nanke stopped, Zhao Feng saw that Xiao Nanke's hand was still the water ball from before.

Zhao Feng blinked, Xiao Nanke smiled: "This water is still the same water just now," Xiao Nanke held up the water balloon in his hand to Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng saw that the water in the water balloon did not flow in a certain order, "Gather but not disperse, condense but not stop, it is water flooding." After Xiao Nanke finished speaking, he slowly dispersed the water balloon in his hand.

Xiao Nanke looked at Zhao Feng with a thoughtful look on his face and asked with a smile, "Do you understand?" ”

Zhao Feng nodded, shook his head again, Xiao Nanke was not angry and continued to smile: "You had a good idea of the use of the thunder recipe before, the thunder recipe is your thunder recipe, think about it carefully." ”

Zhao Feng nodded subconsciously, Xiao Nanke's face suddenly changed, and he said with a solemn face: "Okay, apprentice, go and come on, there is not much time left for you!" When Zhao Feng reacted, he found that he was already outside the Little Sword Pavilion, and there were bright stars on his head......

Zhao Feng was lying on a tree looking at the night sky in the distance, he did not reply to the Heavenly Courtyard, but found a tree with a good perspective in the woods outside the Little Sword Pavilion.

His mind is now full of the demonstration that Xiao Nanke showed him just now, if the water is sword qi, then the water gushing out is the sword qi released, and the water curtain formed by the water moves with Xiao Nanke's arm, it looks like an afterimage, and the water can be condensed together again.

Zhao Feng jumped off the tree, pulled out his sword, and began to demonstrate, but no matter how he used his sword, he couldn't appear like Xiao Nanke.

He also didn't forget Xiao Nanke's teachings, and his other hand kept splitting the thunder and lightning, the front of the Cangji True Thunder Trick was all some basic perceptions, there was no move name at all, Zhao Feng thought about it, and felt that since he was a thunder attribute, he had to take a well-known name, and the thunder that fell from the sky was the heavenly punishment! Zhao Feng thought so, although he could only send a heavenly punishment now, but one day he could really be like a thunderbolt descending like the end of the world!

Zhao Feng thought that Xiao Nanke had just said that he should let him use the sword trick and the thunder trick at the same time, the original intention should be to let him consume his own spiritual power and internal breath, and then fill it when he is weak, so as to squeeze himself, not to mention that the transformation of the chaotic aura can be carried out passively by himself, and the use of the thunder trick and the sword trick at the same time is just to consume his strength in vain, it is better to consume it separately, and it can also leave him time to think.

Zhao Feng thought so and did the same, and began to concentrate on the sword dance, Zhao Feng tried to increase the intensity of the sword qi, but it still had no effect, the sky gradually turned white, Zhao Feng crossed his knees in place and returned to his inner breath, but he was still thinking about the water man.

When the sun jumped out of the horizon, Zhao Feng's internal breath had already recovered.