Wen Xiaotian 'touched' his bare chin, and he was very helpless, so he could only end up. It is not good for him to go down, it will not only make Master Shuiyue unhappy, but also make Wen Min lose face. Wen Xiaotian calculated the distance between the two sides and stood three zhang away from Wen Min.

"Senior Sister Wen Min, you can start ......"

Wen Xiaotian didn't make a move, but the whole person was ready. The ligaments at the junction of his bones have been tightened, and the 'flesh' of the muscles attached to the bones has relaxed, forming a very special state. In such a state, the combination of rigidity and softness can allow him to react as quickly as possible.

One is loose and the other is tight, constituting a 'yin' yang. What is needed to transform strength into strength is a vein, just as water needs a river if it wants to turn into a river.

Bone is the river of muscle 'flesh', but muscle 'flesh' is the place where force is born, a little simple power, will be entangled because of this, merge into one, like a small stream into a river, converge a surging trend.

Wen Min frowned and asked, "Xiaotian, where is your magic weapon?" ”

Wen Xiaotian was stunned for a moment.

"I'm not even a monk, where did I get the magic weapon?"

Wen Min looked at his master suspiciously...... Oh my God, the usual serious Master, which one is this playing? We're your big disciple, okay? Wen Min's eyes were very resentful. Master Shuiyue said: "Min'er, don't look at him without a magic weapon, if you really want to make a move, you don't have to be an opponent." ”

Wen Min didn't believe it: "How is it possible? ”

Shui Yue waved her hand and said, "Just start your hands and know!" ”

Master Suigetsu motioned for the start.

Wen Min's flying sword swished, appeared from his body, suspended in front of his body, and aimed at Wen Xiaotian very seriously. Her 'sexual' personality is gentle, but if she really wants to do it, she has Xiao Zhufeng's usual style...... Sharp and aggressive 'forced' people! Just pointing a sword at someone already exudes a strong momentum.

Wen Min said: "Xiaotian, you have to be careful......"

As soon as the words fell, the sword was shocked.

Wen Min's sword was very fast, and a brilliant light was drawn in the eyes of the person, and the Yingying light illuminated the surroundings in the same 'color' as the sword light, which was as white as the moon, clear and cold. The moment the sword was released, the light also shone on Wen Xiaotian's body, like a thorn.

The skin seemed to be bathed in needles, and the sting was a little painful. But Wen Xiaotian did not retreat, but put his left foot on the ground, took a step forward, and drew a circle with his right foot.

One step is two feet, one step is a circle, and people slide through like loaches.

Gossip Dragon.

It wasn't too fast, but because of the distance, it was easy to give way to Wen Min's sword. The sword that was brushed at close range lifted Wen Xiaotian's strength, and the black 'colored' hair flew instantly, and the person moved instantly, and then squatted down, like a cheetah, and instantly activated his speed.

"Whoosh......"

People are like a frightening man.

The speed of the person was even faster than the sword, and before he had time to blink, Wen Xiaotian came to Wen Min's approach, his hand bloomed like a lotus 'flower' at this time, and the finger shadows went towards Wen Min's point, and some of the 'acupoints' on his body were hit by Wen Xiaotian's fingers, and the person froze.

The path of the mana in the body was also forced to stop, and the flying sword fell to the ground weakly.

Master Huo Ran stood up.

She already understood how Wen Xiaotian had killed a demonic demon. Relying on that kind of body method, relying on that kind of reaction, ordinary monks, within the corresponding distance, are really not opponents. But if it is some masters, such as flying swords, which can be separated from the body by more than 100 zhang, Wen Xiaotian is helpless.

But even so, it's an amazing skill.

"Okay."

Master Suigetsu applauded.

Wen Min can only move his eyes, and his whole body can't move. Master Shuiyue called Wen Min, but there was no response, Wen Xiaotian hurriedly explained: "Senior Uncle, Senior Sister Wen Min was caught by me on the 'acupoint' path on her body, so she can't move or speak, so I'll untie her 'acupoint' path......"

It was pointed out again and again on Wen Min's body, and then Wen Min regained his freedom. Master Shuiyue was curious about Wen Xiaotian's kung fu at this point, and asked, "What is this?" ”

Wen Xiaotian said: "There are meridians in a person's body, and there are 'acupoints' between the meridians, as long as the corresponding 'acupoints' are pointed, you can restrict people's actions, and even kill a person." And these 'acupoints' not only have these functions, but also can help people heal injuries, activate qi and blood, and so on......"

"Oh?"

Master Shuiyue asked Wen Xiaotian to go up and demonstrate it to himself.

Wen Xiaotian pointed out a few 'acupoints' on Master Shuiyue's body, and after a little experiment, Master Shuiyue tested it with his own true element, and sure enough, as Wen Xiaotian said, these 'acupoints' can control people. Nodding with satisfaction, Master Shuiyue said: "You kid, your mind is active, if you embark on the path of cultivation, such a heart 'nature' is also troublesome......"

Wen Xiaotian smiled and said: "Many things in the world are unwanted, ask for less, and there won't be much disappointment." Self-esteem is very high, and it is easy to eat bitter fruits. ”

This is definitely a matter of experience, and I don't know how much it hurts to hit the wall without hitting the south wall.

"I've seen everything I want to see today, Min'er, you go to the kitchen to 'get' some good dishes. Xueqi, you take Xiaotian to find a place to live next to you and take care of it a little. After all, he is a man, somewhat lavish, and careless, and he can't take care of many things......"

"Yes."

Lu Xueqi agreed, and gestured to Wen Xiaotian with her eyes, which meant to go with one word.

This kind of 'female' person like an iceberg, Wen Xiaotian didn't dare to provoke, he honestly followed, and entered a bamboo building, Lu Xueqi's voice was as cold as a Siberian cold current, "You take a rest here first, and when you eat later, I will come over to call you, don't 'mess around'......"

This...... Is it captivity? Wen Xiaotian blinked, nodded in agreement.

With the divine weapon of the Heavenly Evil Sword, he was still a little frightened. Just after facing Wen Min for a while, Wen Xiaotian didn't believe that it was Wen Min's full strength. The sword qi released from the sword was very oppressive, stabbing the skin painfully. And if it's Lu Xueqi's Nine Heavens Divine Soldier......

If that kind of cold can really imprison Wen Xiaotian's movements, slow down his reaction speed, and make his body unable to move, then he can only be slaughtered by others.

Even if it is Master Shuiyue, in the face of Lu Xueqi's heavenly evil, it is estimated that he does not have much confidence.

Lu Xueqi is gone.

Wen Xiaotian sat alone on the 'bed' in a daze. The furnishings in the bamboo building are extremely simple, just a 'bed', a table, and a chair. There was also a candlestick on the table, and the red candle on it was half lit...... White candles, which are only lit after the dead, must be red in life on weekdays.

That is, modern people don't pay attention to these, and they are happy to point white ash when there is a power outage......

Hey, there's not even a book in the room.

Retracting his gaze from the quiet scenery outside the window, Wen Xiaotian looked at the 'bed' he was going to use in the future. The futon is very 'feminine' and 'color', and what is even more gratifying is that the lightness of the futon is very likable. Sitting on the bamboo 'bed', Wen Xiaotian squinted his eyes, but exercised his mental strength.

Rice, to eat one bite at a time, things, to do one by one, Wen Xiaotian is unhurried, planning his future step by step.

Now that he has returned to the Qingyun 'Gate', he is no longer a dangerous place full of dangers, and he can rest assured that he can boldly squander his strength and 'spirit' spirit, and practice from the most basic things. But not today, because it's getting late...... Well, let's start tomorrow.

Xiaozhufeng's meals are mainly light, and Wen Xiaotian, who doesn't need to eat, is more about tasting the taste of the meal. Wen Min's cooking was delicious, so he decided to eat more to give his future sister-in-law some face.

After a full meal and drink, go back to your room to rest.

After a sleep, it was dawn, and Wen Xiaotian began his own exercise. Taking advantage of his current strength is not big enough, he must take the lead in training his strength to perfection. Jin is the vein of strength, and only when the strength is smaller, the practice of strength will be easy because it can be done with the help of tools.

Take stones, for example!

A person's strength is too great, and the stone is like a 'chicken' egg, and it is simply not possible for people to concentrate their own strength and outline the veins of power. Because the strength is large enough, as long as it is normal, it is enough to use local muscle 'flesh'. Only when the strength is not great, the object is too heavy, and the muscles and bones of the whole body are needed, and the blood circulation and even the state of the heartbeat can be exercised.

So this morning, you can see that there are large and small stones around Wen Xiaotian, the smallest is only the size of a fist, and the largest is more than half a person tall.

One by one, the stones were pushed by Wen Xiaotian with his hands and kicked with his feet, flying up for a while, falling for a while, rolling elsewhere for a while, and rolling back for a while.

The place where Wen Xiaotian's body came into contact with the stone, but because of the hard texture of the stone, blood was grinded out.

Purple 'blood' stained the clothes.

"Force, the form of struggle."

"Strength, the vein of strength."

"Evil, Jinzhihua also."

"Gang, the condensation of strength."

While bleeding, exercising, and chanting loudly, such a feeling was hearty, which filled Wen Xiaotian's heart with a sense of pleasure. It's like the morning glow rising in the eastern sky.

An hour later.

Wen Xiaotian stopped exercising, walked back to his bamboo building, poured a pot of hot water into the wooden basin, took off his clothes and soaked in. The water soon turned purple, Wen Xiaotian turned a blind eye, and after the water gradually became cold, Wen Xiaotian stood up from the water and walked out.

In some places on the body, there is still some swelling, but the injured area has grown new skin. He changed his clothes, threw the bloodstained clothes into the basin, washed them, and hung them out.

These things can't be hidden.

Wen Xiaotian had a little headache, and he didn't know what the result would be if someone saw his blood.