Back in the deep mountains, Feng Lin made a new plan, the cultivation of the exercises could not be stagnant, and the foundation of beginner cultivators needed to be solid, so Feng Lin decided after discussing with the ghost elder that every day during the day, the ghost elder would teach martial arts and formations, and in the evening, he would continue to study medical skills, and late at night, Feng Lin would practice the exercises in the Cang Python Tun Ling Ding.

The cultivator's cultivation summarizes the aura of heaven and earth to replenish his own essence, and the reason why the ghost elder makes such an arrangement is that he hopes that Fenglin will be more diligent, the aura continent, the strength is respected, the winner is the king, and the loser will only become a stepping stone and become a dry bone in the grave. Since you want to embark on the path of the strong, as long as you don't die, you have to cultivate.

Feng Lin also gladly accepted, and before the injury on his arm had healed, Feng Lin began to cultivate martial arts.

"Disciple, in addition to one's own level, the level of spiritual qi cultivation is more important than the actual combat ability. When fighting against people, exercises, martial arts, body techniques, and weapons are all very important. ”

"And one of the exercises is based on the human body, such as fists, palms, legs, fingers, etc., and the other is to cooperate with weapons, weapons are extensions of the body, there are swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, etc., so if you want to practice martial arts, there are no more than two points, one is to forge the body, the stronger the body, the stronger the martial arts will be, and the more the body can resist the damage, the stronger the damage; ”

"The body method is secretly combined with the formation path, and it is easy for you to deal with the enemy. ”

"The premise of all this is that you can mobilize enough aura to perform martial arts, so all martial arts, whether it is body techniques, are based on your aura cultivation. The ghost old man put his hands behind his back and patiently explained to Fenglin.

"I'll teach you martial arts first, and then teach you body techniques and formations, my ghost valley involves a lot of martial arts, first you need to choose a suitable weapon. It is good to choose the right martial arts for you. ”

"I choose the sword, the long sword is in hand, I have it in the world, hehe......" Fenglin laughed softly.

The ghost elder frowned and asked softly, "Why do you choose a sword? More people will choose a long weapon such as a spear and halberd than this kind of short blade. ”

"The sword has two edges, which can hurt others as well as oneself, symbolizing the royal way, I can introspect myself in time and will not easily go out of my body. And the knife is too domineering and strong, indomitable, but it has lost human favor and is suitable for the overlord. As for guns and halberds and the like, there is not enough to attack and defend, and I am not belligerent, so it is not suitable for me. Feng Lin explained seriously.

In his previous life, Feng Lin was very fond of ancient swords, and his father once collected a Longquan sword, the sword was out of the body, and the three-foot cold light was amazing. Therefore, Feng Lin chose the sword, and he understood that with his heart, he was also the most suitable to use the sword.

The ghost elder nodded, and took out a long sword from the ring, the sword was three feet long, the whole body was blood red, and the sword was engraved with a round of red sun, "This sword is called the Red Sword, the sword is as its name suggests, it is a low-grade weapon of the Xuan Rank, made of Red Flame Blood Crystal, quenched with the blood of a fifth-order lava beast, the sword is fire, you try." ”

As he spoke, he handed the red sword to Feng Lin, and when the long sword was started, Feng Lin couldn't put it down, and when the long sword came out of his body, he made a soft groan.

"Ding ......" a flash of fire, and the sword seemed to appear in the world with firelight, which was very dazzling.

Feng Lin gently stroked the sword body, the sword body was smooth and delicate, and the blade was extremely sharp. Fenglin was overjoyed and nodded with a smile.

"In that case, as a teacher, I will first pass on a set of swordsmanship and martial arts to you. With that, he took out a scroll from the storage ring and handed it to Fenglin.

Fenglin took the scroll and opened it gently.

"Shura Thorn, Yellow Rank Intermediate, gathered aura at one point, stabbed suddenly, and dealt a fatal blow to the opponent. ”

Whether it is exercises, martial arts and body methods, there are four levels, heaven and earth Xuanhuang, each level is divided into three levels, high and low, the highest level of heaven, the lowest level of yellow, the gap between different levels is huge, it is rumored that the heaven-level exercises can hook the vision of heaven and earth, the heaven-level martial arts are enough to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and the heaven-level body method can escape into the world and everywhere. Legend has it that the exercises practiced by the four innate supremes are still above the heavenly steps, but they are differentiated from the creation exercises of the Great Emperor, and the mysteries are even more unimaginable.

However, weapons are divided into six levels, such as mortal, xuan, spiritual, extreme, saint, and emperor, and each level is divided into three grades: high, medium and low. It is also rumored that there are some innate treasures between heaven and earth, and their grades are still above the emperor level.

Feng Lin looked at the scroll carefully, quickly recorded the contents in his mind, and began to cultivate.

Holding the red sword with both hands, Feng Lin closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body. Suddenly, Feng Lin's sword pointed at the void, and gently danced a few times in his hand, with the input of aura, the tip of the sword also flashed with dazzling red light, Feng Lin did not shoot immediately, but carefully felt the changes in the red sword, and the soul power was unconsciously released, Feng Lin's control of the aura on the long sword became more and more exquisite, and the aura continued to enter along the palm, and it could be clearly felt that the aura at the tip of the sword was constantly filled, and gradually condensed into a ball of light, and the ball of light was filled with bright ripples, and the aura in the ball of light on the tip of the sword was gradually full, and there was a tendency to leak out for a while.

Feng Lin controlled the condensation of the light ball at the tip of the sword, and under the continuous compression, the light ball gradually became more and more crystalline.

Fenglin's eyes suddenly opened, and he stepped forward, stabbing forward as hard as he could.

"Shura thorn, break!"

The red sword shot out and flew forward quickly, and the ball of light condensed by the spiritual energy at the tip of the sword, revealing a fierce sword aura, rushed forward violently.

"Boom!"

The light and shadow scattered, the smoke and dust filled the air, and the ball of light hit the large stone in front of Feng Lin.

"Click!"

There was a big crack in the stone, Feng Lin collected his breath and concentrated, savoring this process, from the aura to the full force of the stab, although a little rusty, but the power is very terrifying.

The ghost old man on the side shook his head and reprimanded, "No, the true meaning of the Shura Thorn lies in defeating the enemy with one blow, although your qi is not weak, but the aura is dispersed, you should condense your qi into a point, what the Shura Thorn pursues is the explosive power of that moment, look at me." ”

After saying that, he picked up a branch from the ground and stabbed forward with condensation.

"Shura Thorn!"

The branch took off his hand, drew a long rainbow in the air, and the branch flew straight towards the big stone, and with a "boom", the branch went straight into the stone, and the stone did not crack.

Feng Lin's face was slightly shocked, and he said in a low voice, "Condense your qi at the point, and defeat the enemy with one blow." A flash of realization flashed through his mind, and Feng Lin began to quietly understand.

The ghost elder nodded, not bothering Fenglin, and on tiptoe, he swept forward.

After a while, Feng Lin woke up and fully comprehended the key to Shura's thorn. Since you want to defeat the enemy with one blow, the speed of the sword must be fast, so fast that the enemy can't even avoid it, and the other force must be concentrated, and the opponent's defense must be broken a little.

Once you have comprehended the essence, it will be more handy to display it again. Feng Lin kept practicing, and every time he came out of the sword, Feng Lin would be faster, and the more concentrated his strength became.

The sword pays attention to speed and strength, and all weapons in the world are unbreakable, only fast and unbreakable, in addition, it is necessary to break ten thousand laws with one force. Although the grade of the Shura thorn is not high, the essence of the sword is vividly displayed.

The ghost elder is not far away, checking from time to time, and he doesn't feel that the smile is even worse, Fenglin's comprehension is excellent, and his cultivation is also very fast, and he has mastered the essence of Shura's thorn, and the rest is hard practice.

By noon, Feng Lin was exhausted, and he kept drawing his sword and stabbing forward all morning, and he didn't know how many times he had practiced. The aura in Fenglin's body was depleted, and even his body was a little unstable. The vigorous cultivation made Feng Lin cry out with joy, and it also became more and more compatible with the Red Sword.

The ghost old man walked over with a smile and a wild boar in his hand. Fenglin knew that it was time for lunch again, and after taking the wild boar, Fenglin began to prepare ingredients and make a fire.

"I'm seriously wounded, and you're enslaving me again. Hmph......" Fenglin snorted lightly and chuckled.

"It's just a little injury on the arm, it's okay. Hehe...... "The ghost old man smiled heartlessly.

When the meal was ready, Feng Lin chuckled, "Come, braised pork, pork ribs with sauce, and your favorite braised large intestine." ”

"Stinky boy, when did I say that I like braised large intestine the most. The ghost elder scolded lightly, picked up chopsticks and put a piece of large intestine in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

Seeing the hell eating Zhenghuan, Fenglin shouted, "It's not good, I don't seem to have washed the large intestine." ”

The old ghost's face suddenly turned green, and he scolded, "Stinky boy, I'll fight with you." ”