Wei Changfeng's eyes lit up again, and he found that he had come out of the virtual world and was lying in the star cabin.

He opened the hatch, stood up, walked out of the hatch, looked at the star cabin in front of him, and sighed.

"It's amazing, this one in and one out, it's like passing through two worlds" Wei Changfeng sighed, feeling that his body was no different from that in the virtual world.

It seems that whether it is martial arts or technology, it can be channeled to a certain extent, and it also has a sense of awe for the technology of the Star Network Company.

Standing still for a while, without thinking much, he hurriedly sat down cross-legged on the futon next to him, and concentrated on the Mud Pill Palace.

What he was most eager to prove now was the authenticity of the inheritance he had received in his mind.

Qingping's swordsmanship is extraordinary, he already knows that now he is afraid that it is just a program in the virtual world and cannot be used in the real world, so it will be empty joy.

In the Mud Pill Palace, the scenery was still the same, and Wei Changfeng's spirit looked at the divine shadow in the void seriously.

Comparing it with the body created by the virtual world, sure enough, except for a little bigger, it is exactly the same as the one in the virtual world, and it is a void creation.

The divine soul flew around the divine shadow, and secretly said, "If I reach the divine phase, the divine phase should be able to achieve the effect in the virtual world."

Immediately surprised, he found that his right hand had entered the divine phase, and the whole was a clear red, just like a piece of blood jade.

"Hey, how is it possible, I felt like I was still a little short yesterday, how could I enter the star cabin once today" Wei Changfeng looked at his blood-colored right hand, a little surprised, but he finally knew why he was able to get the inheritance of Qingping's swordsmanship.

Just like the last time he manipulated the Divine Eye, Wei Changfeng's Divine Soul approached and touched his right hand.

In the void of the space of the Mud Pill Palace, runes immediately appeared in the sky, and the runes condensed into a Taoist priest wearing a black robe.

The Taoist held a long sword, recited the sword technique, stepped on the gang, and practiced the 108-style sword technique in the void.

With the experience of the virtual world, when Wei Changfeng watched it at this time, he had some insights of his own in his heart, and he also had a deeper understanding of Qingping's swordsmanship.

The aura of the outside world was also summoned, forming a storm of aura and slowly injecting into Wei Changfeng's body, and his true qi gradually increased.

.......。

The movement in the house naturally could not be concealed from Wei Zhuang and his wife.

Wei Zhuang's figure soon reappeared in the room.

Looking at Wei Changfeng, who was obsessed with the Mud Pill Palace and cultivating cross-legged, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I have been said to be a geek, but I didn't expect my son to be even weirder than myself, and a genius, the last time he was on the virtual network, he could actually improve his skills" Wei Zhuang is still a little proud in his heart, the foundation he has laid over the years has not been in vain.

"Husband, what's wrong with Feng'er" Fan Yue then rushed over, watching the spiritual power storm surging towards Wei Changfeng, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

You must know that although a martial artist enters the Qi refining period, he can use his true qi to operate, driving the absorption of heaven and earth spiritual qi for cultivation.

But with Wei Changfeng's little skill, the aura that can be attracted is very small, where can he achieve this level, he can catch up with the absorption level of Jindan Zhenren.

"It's okay, now it's confirmed, this kid has made progress in his divine arts, and now he is empowering with spiritual power" Wei Zhuang looked at Fan Yue's surprised look, and he was also a little proud of his own mental method.

Fan Yue didn't pay attention to Wei Zhuang's expression, and said happily, "Please divine art, it's really extraordinary, if that's the case, then Feng'er won't have any problem cultivating the Nine Turns Xuangong, and he won't lower his cultivation level because of excessive consumption."

"I just said it was fine," Wei Zhuang said.

.......。

The Daoist practiced once and then stopped, and then turned into a heavenly rune and reintegrated into the void.

Wei Changfeng immediately withdrew from the Mud Pill Palace, and with a little luck, he knew that he had just received another opportunity for spiritual power empowerment, and his true qi had broken through to the peak of the fourth layer of qi refining.

Among the four meridians that were opened, the milky white Nine Turns Xuangong True Qi flowed freely, bringing him great strength.

Shaking his palm, feeling that he was even stronger, Wei Changfeng grinned.

With his current strength, it is not so difficult to deal with the sixth-level demon clan,

With such a inheritance, Wei Changfeng naturally would not slack off, and worked hard to practice basic swordsmanship and Qingping swordsmanship every day.

Wei Zhuang was also surprised when he saw him use Qingping's swordsmanship for the first time, with his eyes, he could naturally see that Qingping's swordsmanship was extraordinary, which was a swordsmanship that directly pointed to the rules of swordsmanship.

After knowing that this was from inviting the inheritance of divine arts, he asked Wei Changfeng to practice diligently and give him guidance.

Wei Zhuang's martial arts attainments, with a little guidance, Wei Changfeng benefited a lot, and better understood the sword intent of Qingping's swordsmanship.

In the following days, with the star cabin, Wei Changfeng was not going out to hang around, he was fighting monsters and practicing swords in the virtual world every day, and chatting with Li Ling from time to time, which was quite full and comfortable.

Early in the morning, Wei Changfeng played late in the virtual world last night and hadn't gotten up yet.

Wei Zhuang and his wife watched TV and ate breakfast.

Yan Qing walked in with a courier, "Miss, it's the young master's admission letter."

"Oh, take a look" Fan Yue put down the cup in her hand, took it and opened it, and was a little surprised, "Lujiang City No. 1 Middle School Martial Arts Department, this kid really applied for Lujiang No. 1 Middle School."

"It's really a report to Lujiang No. 1 Middle School" Wei Zhuang was also stunned when he heard it, and he was a little surprised.

When Wei Changfeng told them not long ago that he was going to apply for Lujiang No. 1 Middle School, they didn't take it seriously, thinking that he was a whim, and they didn't think he would apply.

What kind of character their own son is, they know.

Wei Changfeng has a lazy temperament, and he can't insist on many things, for many things, it's not that he is not capable enough, but he is unwilling to spend more energy, and he doesn't have the competitive heart of young people.

Wei Zhuang thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because of Lei Meng's two boys, Lei Lao Ghost and Yu Lao Ghost know my identity, and this time I drove them back, Changfeng and the two of them have been friends for many years."

Fan Yue glanced at her husband, "Look at you stupid, how can it be because of those two little ghosts, let me tell you, your son has a girl he likes."

She has seen the changes in Wei Changfeng in the past month, and she naturally knows about Wei Changfeng with her experience.

"Really," Wei Zhuang's voice unconsciously became a little louder, "Do you know?"

Ren is how powerful and extraordinary he is, and he is also very concerned about his heirs.

"I don't know, but I believe in our son's vision," Fan Yue said, very helpful to Wei Zhuang's nervousness.

"It can't be the little girl that Chihiro brought last time," Wei Zhuang thought for a while and said, he still had some image of the girl with a charming face.

"No, he hasn't seen Hu Qiaoyin at that time, do you think your son is the same as you" Fan Yue glanced at him and said, she couldn't let go of the relationship between Wei Zhuang and Hu Qianxun.

"Xiaoyue" Wei Zhuang looked at her with a headache.

........。

Wei Changfeng came down from upstairs in a daze, and Fan Yue casually picked up the notice on the table and handed it to him.

Wei Changfeng took a look, and immediately sobered up as soon as his spirit was lifted.

Although he knew that his results would be able to be admitted, he was still very excited when he received the notice, "I was admitted".

Fan Yue helped him fill rice porridge for one night, "Look at your pleasure".

Wei Changfeng hurriedly took over, "Are you not happy that I was admitted to a key high school?"

"Happy, happy," said Fanyue.

Wei Changfeng finished breakfast in three or two clicks, and ran back upstairs with the admission letter.

"Xiao Ling, what are you doing" Wei Changfeng sent a message to Li Ling as soon as possible.

The message quickly replied "I'm at work, what's wrong".

"I received an admission letter from No. 1 High School today, remember that you owe me a meal now."

"Congratulations" on the other hand, Li Ling is also very happy for him, more than a month of contact, I can't say that I have a good impression of him, but I also treat him as a friend everywhere.

The two chatted for a while.

After chatting with Li Ling, he immediately sent a message to Lei Meng and the others, and then walked downstairs to start a day's practice.

Walking into the martial arts training ground, he picked up a heavy sword on the shelf.

The sword weighs six catties, which is twice the weight of an ordinary long sword, and it was specially customized by Wei Changfeng on the Internet to practice basic sword duels to lay a good foundation.

All the sword moves of the sword in the world are nothing more than stabbing swords, splitting swords, flirting swords, hanging swords, cloud swords, point swords, broken swords, and intercepting swords.

All swordsmanship is a combination of these moves.

If you want to master a swordsmanship, you must master these foundations.

Just like writing, if you can't write well, it's impossible to write a good hand.

Wei Changfeng has been using this heavy sword these days, practicing each of the basic sword moves thousands of times a day.

After these days of training, the foundation of swordsmanship is obviously much stronger.

Rested for a while.

Wei Changfeng put on an ordinary long sword on the weapon rack and began to practice Qingping's swordsmanship.

Qingping's swordsmanship is one hundred and eight, after his own efforts these days and Wei Zhuang's guidance, he has also learned a good way, and he has been able to fully display the swordsmanship.

After three times, he was already covered in sweat.

Put the sword back.

Close his eyes and breathe for a while, put on a posture, step on Gangbu, and start to practice footwork, during this time he has not stopped practicing, and he has mastered Qingping's footwork.

For a while, there were many people on the martial arts field.

In the middle of the garden.

The two of them were under the shade of the tree, drinking tea and looking at the martial arts training ground.

"Brother Zhuang, the wind has really changed a lot, and I have more perseverance than before," Fan Yue said as she looked at Wei Changfeng, who was covered in sweat.

Former Wei Changfeng has a lazy temperament, and the two couples have always wanted him to change, but they have not succeeded, and they thought that life would be good with his temperament, but they didn't expect him to change so much in this short summer vacation.

Wei Zhuang is also very pleased.

Although the federal city is peaceful, it is still a society of the jungle as a whole, although he believes that he is not weaker than others and can give him shelter, but Wei Changfeng is still very happy to be able to improve himself.