"Haha, Meng boy, come on, go buy me wine, I'm going to kill your dad today." ”

"Meng boy, don't learn to kill pigs from your father, come with me, when you grow up, I will introduce you to the county government as an errand boy, which is much better than killing pigs." ”

"Meng boy, your father is gone, or you follow me, and I will raise you. ”

"Meng boy, run away, Zhang Dajiang has sent someone to arrest you, hurry, flee to the Demon Night Forest, I will help you delay time." ”

......

The picture of the old king getting along with Meng Tu flashed in his mind, which made Meng Tu even more uncomfortable.

Tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Old king, woo woo ......"

"Meng boy, hold on, mourn, although the old king is dead, but he died to protect you, you have to cherish everything the old king has done. ”

The man who hugged Meng Tu said in a deep voice.

"Let go of me. ”

Meng Tu's voice was emotionless, which made the man stunned, thought for a moment, and silently let go of Meng Tu.

Meng Tu stood still, looking at Qingyun County Ya from afar, his tone was full of murderous intent.

"Old Wangtou, Zhang Dajiang beheaded you today, and he will let Zhang Dajiang's blood splash three feet in the future, so as to comfort your soul in the sky. ”

Meng Tu knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times in the direction of the Qingyun County Ya, his forehead was red, and a little blood seeped out.

"Old Wangtou, go all the way. ”

After Meng Tu finished speaking, he resolutely got up and said to the man.

"Uncle, let's go, I want to stay alone. ”

"Meng boy, don't do anything. ”

The man said with a worried face.

Meng Tu chuckled.

"I'm not stupid, I won't kill myself before I have the strength to kill Zhang Dajiang. ”

After speaking, Meng Tu strode towards the Demon Night Forest.

The man looked at Meng Tu's back and muttered.

"Meng Xiaozi has grown up......"

......

"How's it going, boy?"

Meng Tu was walking in the Forest of Demon Night, and a voice suddenly came out of his body, Meng Tu seemed to have known that this voice would appear, and said in a tone without waves.

"You should have woken up a long time ago, just silently watching all this. ”

"Yes, I've been watching. ”

"Do you know how sad I was when the old king died?"

Meng Tu stopped and turned around, as if he saw the moment when the old king's head was cut off again.

"This is what you have to experience, in this world, life and death are normal. If you can't bear this little thing, then with all due respect, you are not suitable to live in this world of the jungle, and it is better to find a small place you don't know to continue to kill pigs and live a hard life. ”

Meng Tu was speechless, with a complicated face.

"You're doing well, though, at least you're not carried away by hatred. ”

"Remember, the cultivators of my generation must be ruthless, not only to the enemy, but also to themselves. In other words, you have to be hard-hearted. What if your elder dies, just avenge him when you are strong. ”

"Okay, your next goal is this county order, give you a year, in this year, I will teach you to cultivate, as for how far you can go, it's all up to you. ”

After the voice finished speaking, he no longer cared about Meng Tu, leaving Meng Tu alone to think about his words.

For a long time, Meng Tu looked at the sky and sighed deeply.

Then, his eyes resolutely walked towards Qingyun County.

In a hurry this time, he didn't bring the Sea Blue Sword he bought, and now, he was going back to get the Sea Blue Sword back and officially start cultivating.

It may be that there is a lively scene in Qingyun County today, and the entire western district is deserted, and there is no one in the city.

Meng Tu took the Shanghai Blue Sword and looked at the house where he had lived for fifteen or sixteen years, with a complicated and reluctant face.

In the end, Meng Tu resolutely stepped out of Qingyun County and headed towards the Forest of Demon Night.

......

"Boy, since you learn swords from me, you are qualified to know my name, my name is Sword Seven.

Since you want to cultivate a sword, you first have to understand the meaning of the sword. ”

Meng Tu stood in front of a waterfall with a long sword in his hand and a bare arm.

There was a voice in his body that rang in his ears.

"Sword Seven, what does the sword mean?"

Meng Tu asked puzzled.

"Sword, king of a hundred soldiers. The sword can be chopped, slashed, stabbed, teased, and broken...... Everything.

Sword, the person who cultivates the sword is also called the sword cultivator.

Sword cultivation and sword cultivation are most desirable to become a sword immortal.

Sword Immortal, Sword Supreme, Sword Immortal, One Sword Out, the World is Shocked, One Sword Kills Immortals, and the Sword Suppresses Ten Thousand Worlds. ”

"And if you want to become a sword immortal, it's difficult, it's difficult, it's difficult, it's ......"

"Okay, that's it, you know, now, you need to practice drawing your sword"

"Draw your sword and draw your sword, I don't need to say much about what it means. What I want to say is that drawing a sword is also a matter of detail, not just drawing a sword,"

"Draw the sword, the main thing is one word, fast. ”

"How fast is it? In the middle of Sumeru, you've drawn your sword. ”

Meng Tu frowned, silently thinking about Jian Qi's words.

"Just as it's fast?"

"Of course that's the case now, let's practice for two months and draw the sword. ”

So, Meng Tu began his career of practicing sword drawing.

At the beginning, Meng Tu drew his sword very quickly, and even couldn't return it to the sheath for a while.

However, as time passed, Meng Tu drew his sword tens of thousands of times a day, and after two months, he was finally able to pull out the sword in the blink of an eye and put it into its sheath.

"Choke. ”

"Choke. ”

Meng Tu drew his sword and put it into the sheath, and it was completed in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Jian Qi's voice sounded.

"Alright, it's almost time to draw the sword, now practice the bayonet pose. ”

"Also, I have a practice here, which specializes in refining the body, although it can't improve the realm, but it's much stronger than your Spirit Gathering Determination. ”

After Jian Qi finished speaking, a technique appeared in Meng Tu's mind.

"Sword body duel. ”

"The most important thing in this exercise is to temper the body, so that the body is more suitable for sword cultivation. The whole exercise is divided into nine layers, and when it is completed, the physical body turns into an immortal sword body, and every move carries a monstrous sword intent, work hard, boy. ”

After saying that, Jian Qi's fell silent, leaving Meng Tu to cultivate alone.

In this way, Meng Tu settled next to this waterfall and began to practice the sword style and sword body duel day after day.

The cultivation of the sword body duel does not need spirit stones to achieve, because the sword body duel absorbs the aura mixed between heaven and earth, and it will automatically transform into the energy required by the sword body, thereby refining the body.

Of course, the sword body cultivation is only Meng Tu's physical strength, and it will not improve Meng Tu's realm.

It can only be said that even if Meng Tu is in the first level of body refining, his strength will be greater than that of other body refining periods, and even comparable to the third level of body refining.

The most important thing in the sword body is to transform the body, which is more suitable for sword cultivation and sword cultivation.

The realm of this thing still has to be broken through by Meng Tu by absorbing spirit stones by himself.

Meng Tu stood in front of a big tree, and those sea blue swords stabbed at the thick trunk one by one.

"Whew. ”

The tip of the sword left a trail on the trunk, but it was not very deep.

"Boy, does this bayonet style work?"

Jian Qi's voice sounded, Meng Tu looked stunned, and asked puzzled.

"What's wrong? Isn't that what the bayonet style is?"

"Will someone else stand and make you unable to stab?"

Jian Qi was speechless. I thought this kid would be very smart, but I didn't expect to be extremely stupid.

"You don't thorn the leaves that fall from a tree?"

Meng Tu looked up at the leaves that covered the light, and his whole body was excited.

"yes, I can prick leaves, why didn't I think of it?"

Meng Tu patted the back of his head, his expression full of joy.

So, Meng Tu started a new round of cultivation, and this time, his target was the leaves that fell from the big tree.

He had to rely on the sea blue sword in his hand to pierce the leaves one by one, which not only tested his speed, but also his eyesight.

At the beginning, because Meng Tu was unfamiliar, he often couldn't hit the leaves.

But over time, Meng Tu was able to stab a leaf nine times out of ten.

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

Meng Tu has been in the Demon Night Forest for a year, and in the past year, Meng Tu has changed a lot.

Meng Tu's little face has been weathered, and the water chestnut is distinct. Practicing the bayonet sword style for a long time, he was like an unsheathed sword, exuding a sharp edge all over his body.

Under a big tree, Meng Tu's strong and powerful hind legs swept across the trunk, and in an instant, the leaves fell from the sky.

Meng Tu pulled out the Sea Blue Sword as fast as lightning and looked up at the leaves.

"歘"

"歘"

......

All the leaves were pierced by the sea blue sword, not a single leaf fell, everything was done in the blink of an eye.

"Okay, boy, the stabbing sword style has been completed, as long as you use it reasonably, relying on the stabbing sword style, you can sweep the monks in the body refining stage.

Go ahead, find a way to get the spirit stone, break through the realm as soon as possible, and there will be surprises waiting for you later. ”

Jian Qi's voice came, making De Mengtu full of expectations for the future.

Looking at the direction of Qingyun County, Meng Tu muttered.

"Zhang Dajiang, I'm here...... Mengtu"