The mountain behind the Shaolin Temple, in the bamboo forest.

The two of them attacked each other with swords, their bodies flashed, and the green bamboo in their hands quickly struck each other.

At this time, with the eyesight of ordinary people, they couldn't keep up with the speed of the two of them, and the afterimages were everywhere, only the crisp sound of collision could be heard, and the air waves that suddenly appeared everywhere.

Only those martial artists who have practiced the pupil technique and have extremely strong eyes and vision can see this battle clearly.

There was a crisp sound, and then the afterimage in the courtyard disappeared in an instant, and there was a sword sound that tore through the air, and the sharp sound of breaking the sky almost made people's scalps tingle.

A green bamboo was inserted upside down into the ground, and the tip sank into the ground by an inch.

Wang Anfeng took two steps back, standing on the side of the courtyard in the bamboo forest, breathing rapidly, his right hand holding the sword was lowered, his fingertips could not be controlled, and he was trembling slightly.

His gaze was lowered.

The place where he was standing now was the same place as before the fight.

Meticulous.

With a soft sound, the young Taoist priest withdrew the green bamboo sword, put it upside down behind him, smiled on his face, and said leisurely:

"I don't know your martial arts skills."

"I'm not old, but my martial arts are okay."

"It's just a pity that there is a strong thunder in the air, but it can't be used as you like, and the internal force is used well, which can be called handy."

Wang Anfeng raised his hand and pulled out the green bamboo sword that was inserted upside down on the ground, leaving a straight and smooth hole on the ground, thought about it, and said:

"The younger generation has not learned the swordsmanship of the thunder genus before, but he can use a heavenly thunder fist, a gang thunder skill to cultivate thunder strength, and a thunder step method."

"These kung fu were still used when the junior martial arts were still in the ninth grade, but the masters passed on other martial arts later, and they slowly let go, but Gang Lei Jin is still practicing, and the internal strength of the younger generation should be with a trace of thunder."

"Heh, you're also considered thunderous?"

The ancient Taoist shook his head and sighed with a smile:

"Practicing martial arts is just to practice one's own body and fight with others."

"You can have a trace of thunder energy attached to the internal force, and if you will go out, it will be interfered with by your thunder energy, there is no need for thunder energy, you can easily take his life, and if it is an opponent who can't even do anything about your fist swordsmanship, what is the use of this trace of thunder energy, and the internal force will be easily dispersed as soon as it turns."

"It's just a chicken rib level."

Wang Anfeng is impressive.

In the past two or three years, he has indeed neglected Lei Jin's cultivation.

Created by Libo, there were a total of four martial arts at that time, and only three could be taught to him, one internal martial arts, one boxing, and one body method.

After all, one pursues elegance, and the other is rampant with force, arrogant and domineering, and it can't be mixed together in any case, and that boxing method is actually a dark strength mastery, replacing dark energy with thunder energy, penetrating the opponent's internal organs, and then detonating with a special technique, specializing in breaking through the horizontal practice of external skills.

He learned Mr. Win's killing sword, with a sharp weapon against the enemy, the sword qi is sharp, and he can also break the opponent's horizontal external skills, and when it comes to the power of the fist alone, the essence of the palm is profound, he still doesn't dare to say that he has already started, how can he be distracted from other martial arts?

The ancient Taoist looked at him and said with a smile:

"I know what you're thinking."

"My life has an end, and there is no end to knowledge. With the end of the end, the end has been, and the one who has been known is the one who knows, and it is indeed a good thing to know the trade-offs. ”

"But at this time, since you want to learn Lei Jin, then, you have to temporarily give up your original martial arts."

Wang Anfeng asked:

"Cultivating Dao Leader's Lei Jin, do you still need to seal off the original martial arts?"

The ancient Taoist shook his head with a chuckle, raised the green bamboo sword in his hand lightly, and said to Wang Anfeng:

"It's not like learning my kung fu."

"What you have to do now is to familiarize yourself with all the Thunder Secrets."

"It's a pity, it's a pity that you have the secret treasure of Baoshan and don't know it, if you have refined Lei Jin in the past three years, instead of internal force swordsmanship, the power of attack and killing at this time is afraid that it will be three points stronger."

Wang Anfeng shook his head, replied calmly, and said:

"Then there will be no means to ride the wind and the sky."

The Taoist priest chuckled, noncommittal:

"It's not going to be slow."

"Although the martial arts created for you by that senior is simple, it is not simple."

"Your martial arts are not bad at this time, pick up and practice again, you should be able to get started soon, when you can make this thunder like an internal force, when will the poor Dao pass on to you and me Wudang Zixiao Palace, with the method of thunder and sword."

"Otherwise, it's just a three-year-old naughty boy playing with an axe and hurting himself in vain."

After that, he flicked his sleeves and said:

"That's it for today, no more martial arts, if you are interested, tomorrow at this time, you can also come and talk to me about martial arts and swordsmanship."

"Now......"

His voice paused slightly, tilted his head to look at Wang Anfeng, and said with a smile:

"Little one, would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"

"This ......"

Wang Anfeng came here this day, and he only learned swordsmanship with this white-haired Taoist priest at a young age, and then left, of course, learning swordsmanship is just the saying of the ancient Taoist, in fact, Wang Anfeng has hardly succeeded in fighting back even once.

There was a square circle around the Taoist priest's body, as if it was a forbidden area.

No matter what kind of sword style he used to attack, Mr. Win's killing sword, Honghui's swordsmanship, or the sword moves he learned from the Sword Saint Saber from Qingfeng Xie and his party, even if he came out from behind him, he would be inexplicably stopped.

The sword in his palm was even more mired, unloading the fierce aura of the full sword.

Because it was fashionable and it was still daytime, and he was in the inn outside, Wang Anfeng left the back mountain, went to the top of the lonely peak and said a few words to several division commanders, then resigned and left Shaolin and returned to the outside inn.

Although Zhou Gang had been beaten by him, he was not at ease with this person.

In the mountains behind Shaolin.

The Taoist priest took his hand, looked up at the bamboo forest, and the small courtyard in the bamboo forest, thought about it, carried the green bamboo in his hand, raised his hand, and the sword qi swayed, and there were two more big characters on the plaque of the wooden house.

Bamboo Garden.

It stands to reason that as a martial arts master, coupled with the fact that it is portrayed with a bamboo sword, it is difficult to see where the words are, but the two words on the plaque are fluffy and soft, ugly as chicken chops, and even a five-year-old child will be too ashamed not to show it.

The Taoist priest seemed to be extremely satisfied, carrying a bamboo sword and enjoying it.

Bamboo Garden.

Sitting alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling.

There is no piano here, only a sword.

The Taoist smiled, turned the green bamboo in his palm lightly, and stepped into the room.

Ning Zheng City Inn.

Wang Anfeng silently appeared in the best room in the backyard of this inn, raised his eyes and looked, everything was still the same as it was, obviously no one had come in during the time he left.

Although he had already expected it, Wang Anfeng was still a little relieved in his heart.

I was a little anxious in the Shaolin Temple before, but when I came out at this time, I was much more relaxed, and I was not in a hurry to go out, but I just sat cross-legged on the bed, put one hand on my lap, tapped gently, and pondered.

For the time being, don't use the original martial arts, and rebuild Lei Jin.

He didn't have much interest in cultivating the swordsmanship Lei Jin of that Wudang Dao Master, but since Mr. Win had almost saved face and found this Dao Master for him, it was naturally impossible for him to refuse.

The face of his own husband, at least he has to learn the skills of the Dao Master with the Thunder Imperial Sword, so that it is not a loss.

Besides, with the sword of people, the sword of qi, and the sword of mind, he has seen similar records in the Fengzilou, but with the sword of heavenly thunder, he has really never heard of it, and the rivers and lakes are so big, and he has never heard of any school that can have such a mastery.

His mind turned, Wang Anfeng was also a little interested in the method of the sword that the Taoist chief said, and after thinking about it, the five fingers of his right hand turned up, and the energy was entangled between the palms of his fingers, turning into a trace of thunder entanglement, and the noise was a little harsh.

Gang Lei Jin and internal force are not the same source, and they need to be practiced separately.

Originally, these Xu Lei Jin were also helpful to the cultivation of the Golden Bell Jar, but with the gradual increase of his martial arts, he could not even do a little stimulation.

Wang Anfeng dispersed the thunder with his backhand, thinking of what the ancient Taoist said, he knocked his forehead with his fingers and sighed.

"It's a long way to go......"

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