The more Qiu Chuji hit, the more surprised he became, and the more cold he became.

The opponent's martial arts are extremely high, and his swordsmanship is even more superb, and he can suppress his true swordsmanship completely with just one branch.

Because he is jealous and hateful, he walks the rivers and lakes and likes to fight grievances, so he participates in the most battles among the seven sons of Quanzhen.

Therefore, regardless of Taoist cultivation, only in terms of martial arts, he has the highest martial arts among the seven sons of Quanzhen.

However, his highest martial arts, under the opponent's hands, did not even survive three moves, and he was already blocked by the opponent's swordsmanship and fell into a passive place.

After being frightened, Qiu Chuji calmed down.

The other person is holding a twig, which is a good illustration. Explain that the other party does not want to take his life.

Sure enough, Qiu Chuji heard an old voice from the opposite side.

"Wang Chongyang's internal skills are good, and his martial arts cultivation is also high, but in this swordsmanship, he is a complete failure. Your true swordsmanship, if you talk about changes, is not as good as the jade flute swordsmanship of the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master; If you talk about speed, it is not as good as the eighteen palms of the dragon descending from the seven princes of the northern beggar; If you talk about power, it is not as good as the toad skill of Ouyang Feng, the western poison. Even, even the swordsmanship is not as good as the Yang Finger of the Southern Emperor and the Monk. ”

"There are everything, but everything is loose. What's even more ridiculous and generous is that there are thirty-two flaws in this true swordsmanship at a glance, and it is really a swordsmanship full of mistakes and omissions! ”

Qiu Chuji listened, and the fire in his body rose. They are all true and have seven sons in the same spirit, and no one is allowed to criticize their master.

The heart is on fire, the internal force is running faster, and the edge of the sword at the mound is too much, that is, the swordsmanship is cut down again and again, wanting to cut off the branches in the opponent's hand.

However, no matter how his swordsmanship changes, how sharp his sword power is, as soon as he encounters the opponent's branches, it is like a stone sinking into the sea, and it is like a quagmire of strength, and it can't stir up the slightest ripple.

"You're watching!"

As soon as the old man's voice changed, the long sword in Qiu Chuji's hand was not under his control, and moved with the traction of the opponent's branches.

At this moment, Qiu Chuji's face changed greatly, and he couldn't wait to let go immediately and cast the long sword in his hand.

Then he realized that he couldn't even let go.

A continuous force, like a silk thread entwined, bound his internal strength, hooking up the long sword in his hand and his body movements.

The long sword and arm were no longer under his own control, and Qiu Chuji's face was terrified, such a terrifying thing was really like a monster.

"The first flaw!"

The old man's voice followed the swing of the branches, and then his body swung his sword and stabbed diagonally.

This thorn, in Qiu Chuji's eyes, is not that simple thorn. But there is an inexplicable temperament hidden in it, as if this thorn has come to life, as if it is rich with life.

And that stab, the timing is very good, the speed changes in an instant, when this long sword pierces a foot away, the speed changes eighteen times!

Eighteen changes in speed and slowness have led to eighteen changes in his stabbing technique and eighteen changes in the quasi-head, so that this stab is not a simple stab, but a sublimated stab!

This thorn is a fatal stab!

This thorn pays attention to both speed and change, but also pays attention to power, and the most important time!

It can be described as a thorn in the middle, all-encompassing!

Qiu Chuji's eyes were staring at this thorn like this, and the demeanor of that thorn was completely imprinted in his heart.

The remaining thirty-one flaws, he just followed the other party's traction and changed, and there was no extra mind to immerse himself in other flaws.

His mind had already been attracted by the first thorn.

I don't know how long it took, Qiu Chuji finally understood the splendor in that sword, finally understood the mystery in that sword, and came to his senses.

It's just that in the small courtyard, where are there other figures.

Only the short branch pierced into the ground, piercing a foot into the ground!

Qiu Chuji is very disappointed!

Yes, very disappointed and very self-reproachful!

Just one flaw, one style of swordsmanship, made his swordsmanship improve a lot, and he realized more swordsmanship mysteries.

If he had read the thirty-two flaws in his entirety, wouldn't he have excellent swordsmanship?

At this moment, he didn't realize it. He himself had already admitted that his true swordsmanship was not in sight.

Qiu Chuji stretched out his hand to pull out the branch and leave a souvenir.

However, as soon as his hand touched the branch, the branch turned into ashes in an instant, and the debris rained down and accumulated into a small pile of ash on the ground.

"What a deep skill, such a clever control!" Qiu Chuji's eyes froze, and he immediately sighed in his heart.

"When did such a master come out today?"

Each of the five peers in the world has its own unique skills, but no one has ever had such a high level of swordsmanship and the cultivation of this strange atmosphere.

···

Ji Zhen returned to the palace and resumed his own voice.

"It's kind of repaying the favor of this thought."

If it weren't for Qiu Chuji, maybe Ji Zhen wouldn't have thought so much, and he was still worried about his innate exercises.

But now, Ji Zhen has realized the fear hidden in his personality and faced his heart.

Perhaps, this is the benefit of studying psychology. Always look at others with your heart, and sometimes look at yourself with your heart, and reflect on yourself. ”

Ji Zhen is a cautious person, although he has made up his mind to create his own innate heart method. But he is not reckless, but carefully sorts out his own martial arts knowledge reserves, finds the right entry point and then makes meritorious contributions.

He first sorted out all the internal skills of the Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei factions, so that he was proficient in any mysteries.

"At this time, I have entered the innate nature, and the true qi in my body is the co-existence of the innate true qi and the acquired true qi. They influence each other and transform each other until all the true qi is transformed into innate true qi. ”

"So, how to speed up this process, how to make the formed innate true qi pure and condensed, and how to make the formed innate true qi profound?"

At this moment, Ji Zhen thought of egg whites and egg yolks, so he thought of stirring.

"Stirring, the innate true qi is like egg yolk, and the acquired true qi is like egg white. The method of stirring can speed up the transformation of innate and acquired until all of them are innate true qi. Shorten the time and condense the true qi! ”

"But how?"

In life, stirring is to hold a chopstick in hand, whether clockwise or counterclockwise, as long as you draw a circle.

However, martial arts are different.

The stirring here involves the core mystery of the mind!

"Fang Yuan, Yin and Yang, Movement!"

These are the three mysteries that Ji Zhen extracted from his own martial arts accumulation.

Fang Yuan comes from the Emei School of Martial Arts Four Elephant Palms, Yin and Yang comes from the Wudang School of Martial Arts Taiji Sword, and the movement comes from the understanding of rhythm on the Brahma Wheel of the Buddha Cave.

All three become one.