Ling Xingchen Linfeng Sword in his hand, standing outside the phalanx, every time he performed a move, he picked out everyone's problems and corrected them one by one, and if it didn't work, he took the action and taught him hand by hand until the other party's posture was correct.

After the three moves, the onlookers were no longer satisfied with watching the cultivation from the outside, and also joined the team, behind the Golden Tiger, lined up neatly, and followed to learn the primary sword skills.

Ling Xingchen was surprised that the village chief and the few old men with white beards had also joined the cultivation team, and he suddenly felt a little pressured.

However, he had even experienced the crossing, and there was nothing he could not face, so he immediately adjusted.

It's just that for these elders, Ling Xingchen is troubled in his mind, point out, hurt their face, don't point out, where are people standing, it seems to discriminate against others.

The village chief seemed to understand his thoughts, smiled at him and nodded, and then followed his movements and put on a stance.

Ling Xingchen understood.

But there are so many people, it is very laborious to point, he has an idea, his phoenix eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth crossed a wise smile.

"The fourth move, lunge to the left. Turn your upper body to the left, lift your right leg in front of you, straighten your instep, arc your right hand with your sword in front of you and back with your forearm against your abdomen and palm facing inward, and attach your left sword fingers to your right wrist. Lunge with your right leg forward to the right, and at the same time, hold the sword in your right hand and raise it with your backhand, looking at the tip of the sword. Ling Xingchen changed his method, and he made a sword move in slow motion, while explaining the essentials of the movement.

He finished his move and held it for three seconds, then regained his momentum and performed the Phantom Wind Walk.

They saw a flickering white shadow rushing towards them.

He corrected their moves as quickly as he could, even down to the smallest detail.

The little brothers of the Golden Tiger had already seen his phantom wind step, so they were not surprised, but they were slightly surprised that the boss's phantom wind step seemed to have improved again, and it looked more erratic and unpredictable.

Others who had never seen it were like ghosts, with an incredible face, and even timid children screamed in fright.

"How is my footwork, if you want to learn it, work hard, lay a good foundation, and strive to practice the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique or the Wind Knife Technique as soon as possible, and then you can learn this Phantom Wind Step!" Ling Xingchen Phantom Wind Step returned to the front, smiled evilly, and then continued to perform the fifth move: "Fifth Move: Raise your knee and slash." Take a step forward with your left foot, turn your right wrist to the left, wrap the sword to the left and above the head, and then slash forward with force......"

The sun was shining and warm, the spring breeze was blowing cold, and on the Warrior Square, everyone was practicing swordsmanship with a young man in white.

Ling Xingchen found that when the village chief cultivated, some movements seemed to be inconvenient, as if there was a dark disease in his waist and right arm, and he had an idea.

Don't we still have the five birds of the divine doctor Hua Tuo and the Tai Chi of Zhang Sanfeng!

Their moves are becoming more and more standard, more and more sophisticated, and they don't realize that it is approaching dusk.

The "woo" sound of the sword cutting through the air and the "hum" of the warrior practicing martial arts are intertwined into a dusk melody and spread in the Warriors Square!

The sun is like a kind elder, with a childish face and a kind and warm smile, and at the end of his life, he rains down the divine light, and uses all his skills to clothe all things in gold, and the whole village is bathed in a harmonious and warm atmosphere.

At this time, a group of middle-aged strong men wearing animal skin costumes, hanging swords and carrying beast demons, were about to enter the village. Thinking of the beast's roar last night and today's encounter, they glanced at each other, "groaned" in their hearts, threw down the prey they were carrying on their shoulders, and rushed towards the village at full speed.

When they entered the village, they took a light step and groped cautiously, but they couldn't see a single figure, and they were a little panicked. Since the village was built in a large valley, they immediately rushed into the depths, shouting the names of their families in a panic.

The moment they entered the village, Ling Xingchen had already noticed it and guessed their identities.

After a few minutes, he sensed several momentum that was not weaker than the Golden Tiger, and the two auras were intertwined, one seemed to be murderous, and the other seemed to be evil.

That's right, it's bloody.

Ling Xingchen, who was teaching elementary swordsmanship, frowned slightly into a faint word "Chuan", his phoenix eyes were round, shooting out a cold light, staring at the direction of the comers, they were coming towards the Warrior Square.

"Calm your mind and concentrate on cultivation!" Ling Xingchen saw that everyone heard someone shouting their names, so he changed his attention and said in a deep voice: "On the way to cultivation, you must concentrate on it, have no distractions, and not be moved by external objects, and the color of Mount Tai will remain unchanged at the top!"

When the village chief and the old man heard this, they were shocked, they didn't expect this son to be so calm and calm, coupled with his perverted martial arts talent, he would definitely be a dragon and phoenix among people in the future.

Are golden scales a thing in a pool? When it encounters a storm, it will turn into a dragon. It's a pity that it doesn't belong to the crescent village, since the temple can't accommodate the big Buddha, then cherish every moment of coexistence, and learn a little more.

After making up their minds in an instant, the village chief glanced at them, and stopped the children who were about to run out of the team with his eyes, and they obediently returned to their original places. Seeing Ling Xingchen's kind smile, he understood his current state, so he continued to cultivate.

Warriors Square was built on the open lot at the back of the cottage. Ling Xingchen guessed correctly, they just couldn't find anyone, and followed the shouts of martial arts.

"Flowing clouds, shocking clouds, piercing clouds!"

"Qin Feng, wife"

"Quan'er"

“......”

A group of seven or eight strong men dressed in animal skin costumes rushed over with weapons, no matter what they were cultivating or doing, they couldn't hide the joy in their hearts, and happily shouted the names of their families.

They put their Xuan Qi on their legs, and after a few breaths, they came to the outside of the phalanx.

"Lu Chuanlei, Qin Shanluan...... What are you howling about?"

"Don't you see that we're cultivating? Shut up and stand aside!"

"Do you still understand the rules, don't you know that being disturbed in your cultivation will go mad?"

“......”

A few old men with white beards originally only thought that Ling Xingchen was an appetizing junior, but they didn't expect that talent and perversion were the key to changing the entire village, today under his guidance, martial arts have made some progress, and they are more and more satisfied with Ling Xingchen, who are in their wonderful state, and they are still counting on Ling Xingchen to teach them martial arts to improve their strength, but they are interrupted, how can they not be angry?

However, seeing the different degrees of injuries on their bodies, their hearts softened and they felt a little distressed, but this also strengthened their choice: to follow the pace of Master Ling to cultivate, and Crescent Village will rise!

It seems that they haven't been angry with them for decades, except for being naughty when they were children.

After being trained by several elder-level elders in the village blowing their beards and glaring, their smiles froze, and they suddenly felt inexplicable, and stopped in place, their faces looked even redder in the setting sun, and they all looked at the village chief who was still practicing swordsmanship.

"Persist in this time, and then leave the class!" Ling Xingchen, who was practicing his sword skills, finished speaking, and nodded slightly at the strong men with confused faces, which was regarded as a greeting.

Hearing this voice, they noticed this young man who was leading everyone to cultivate.

Dressed in white, the youth could not hide his handsome and chic face, his long hair was tied on the top of his head, and the wisps of green silk behind his back fluttered in the wind, his figure was flexible and his swordsmanship was exquisite.

I didn't expect such a handsome young man, but unfortunately they didn't notice that there was a fluctuation in his body.

I can't help but wonder, what happened recently, what happened to this teenager?

When they noticed the sword in Ling Xingchen's hand, they were all surprised, their eyes were full of regret and respect, and they were also sad, and they were a little hostile to Ling Xingchen.

If it weren't for the owner of this sword sacrificing his life to protect him, they might have already confessed! But now this warrior's sword is actually in the hands of a hairy boy who has no mysteries, and he is still a stranger, and they can't accept it.

Suddenly, they seemed to remember something, and hurriedly took their eyes off Ling Xingchen, surrendering to the phalanx, when they saw the snow eagle holding the Dust Sword, they breathed a sigh of relief, but they were always vigilant.

Everyone in the phalanx followed Ling Xingchen with his feet together, and a sword flower held the sword behind him.

"If you don't accumulate steps, you can't reach thousands of miles, and if you don't accumulate small streams, you can't become rivers and seas." The cultivation in the classroom can only ensure that you become an ordinary martial artist, and practicing diligently in private can make you a super martial artist.

Qi Ji jumped, can not be ten steps, ten horses, the merit is not reluctant, the rotten wood of perseverance is not broken, perseverance, gold and stone can be carved.

Cultivation needs to be gradual and gradual. Hurrying and rushing for quick success is a taboo in martial arts, remember, remember! Tomorrow morning at half past seven o'clock, that is, Yin is two o'clock, and gather in the square on time. Class!" Ling Xingchen finished speaking, and saluted the phalanx with his fists.

"Master hard work!" everyone in the phalanx clenched their fists, including the village chief.

After the salute, the strong men walked towards the village chief with an apologetic face, except for Bailing and Snow Eagle, the people in the phalanx walked towards these strong men one after another.

"Frizzy, what kind of body is it? I can't tell the occasion, right? Come over to me," the village chief glanced at the visitor lightly, strode to Ling Xingchen's side, and said apologetically: "Little Master Xingchen, I'm sorry, this is the few unsuccessful cubs I said, just returned from hunting in the mountains." ”

"The village chief's grandfather is fine. Ling Xingchen smiled at the village chief with a fist, and then smiled and saluted them: "Boy Ling Xingchen, I have seen all your uncles and uncles, your injuries need to be dealt with in time, everything will recover in the spring, including the virus, if you are infected, it will be troublesome." ”

"It doesn't matter if it's a small injury. Master Ling doesn't need to be polite, we should salute!" Everyone hurriedly clasped their fists and saluted Ling Xingchen, they didn't expect that they would become a martial arts master at a young age, although they didn't know his details, but looking at the attitude of the wise and martial village chief and the shrewd elders, they knew that the young man in front of them was not simple, and they no longer dared to despise and hostile.

The people of the mountains and wilderness were simple and kind, and they were no longer hostile and wary of Ling Xingchen, but their hearts were warm.

"This is Little Master Xingchen, the martial arts master in the village, tomorrow will start selecting materials, build a courtyard for Master Ling during the day, and follow Master Ling to practice martial arts at night! ”

When the village chief's words fell, they hurriedly agreed.

The village chief then asked them what had happened and why they had come back early, and they were still in a panic.

It turned out that after they found the beast roaring last night, there were suddenly a lot of mysterious beasts on the mountain, and there was no shortage of beast demons who opened their minds, and they all seemed to go down the mountain, in order to prevent accidents, they were still attacked after retreating in time, but fortunately, the realm was not high, and their ambitions were not in them, and they seemed to go in the direction of Shengyue Lake, otherwise they would really have to explain in the mountains.

When they returned to the village, they found that there was no cooking smoke during cooking time, and when they returned home, there was no one, so they panicked.

After listening to their descriptions, whether it was the village chief or a few elders, even Ling Xingchen fell into deep thought.

The sudden change shocked the people present. Fortunately, everyone else had gone home, otherwise it might have caused panic.

For now, this may be the calm before the storm, and no one knows what will happen next.

The village chief and the elders glanced at each other, and they both saw the worry in each other's eyes.

That's right, they have to take precautions in advance, and they can't offend people in Crescent Village.

Otherwise, after a hundred years, what face will you have to meet your ancestors and ancestors, and what face will you face your fathers and fellow villagers?

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