This is too incredible a thing, in Mu Yingming's body, there is no such thing as Mu Yingxiong, as if he can make ten thousand swords surrender to the emperor's aura.

But no matter who sees Mu Yingming, they must have a feeling that Mu Yingming is like a natural sword.

Even though he had never cultivated a sword, he had never even seen a sword.

The reason why Mu Yingming does not have such a distinct sword aura as Mu Yingxiong on his body today is just because this sword has not yet been unsheathed, and today's Mu Yingming may be because of the name of the so-called lone star, and the heavenly sword that can emit endless light has not been unsheathed.

But one day, this heavenly sword will definitely come out of its sheath.

"Then let me be the one who unsheathed the sword from the sky." Looking at Mu Yingming's eyes, Lin Ye couldn't describe his mood at this moment.

Before this, Lin Ye had heard the legend of the Heavenly Sword, and had thought of using it as his opponent to prove the sword, and even thought that it might only be an ethereal legend, but he had never thought that he would become his own apprentice, and he would soon become a disciple that he had carefully cultivated.

"In any case, let me see if the Heavenly Sword is like the legend, it is only born for the sake of the sword." Looking at the namelessness in front of him, Lin Ye said secretly in his heart.

"From this day on, you are my disciple, and now tell me, have you ever held a sword?" Looking at Mu Ying's name, Lin Ye asked.

"Nope." After listening to Lin Ye's words, he hesitated slightly, Mu Yingming shook his head lightly and said.

At the age of one, Mu Yingming has mastered whether it is palm techniques, boxing techniques or other partial martial arts.

Moreover, every master who has worshipped has never known how to use swords, and all the masters who taught Mu Yingming believe that Mu Yingming is a martial arts wizard who decides.

But none of them felt Mu Yingming's ability to practice swords, just because Mu Yingming did not show the terrifying sword aura like Mu Yingxiong.

Compared with Mu Yingxiong's sharp sword qi. The sword qi on Mu Yingming's body was just the opposite, he was like a sharp sword unsheathed, and all the sharp sword qi had been reined in.

If it weren't for the fact that Mu Yingming had never practiced swords and couldn't master his own sword qi, I'm afraid that even Lin Ye wouldn't be able to feel that sword qi from Mu Yingming's body.

"Then have you ever had your own opinion about the sword?" Looking at Mu Yingming, Lin Ye asked.

"Sword. A sword is a blade. Mu Yingming glanced at Lin Ye and said.

Listening to Mu Yingming's words, Lin Ye couldn't help but nodded.

Even though Mu Yingming may be the legendary Heavenly Sword, he is still only a seven-year-old child, and for him who has never learned a sword, the sword is just a blade.

For oneself, the sword may be life, partner, and a qiē, but for Mu Yingming, who has never practiced swords, there is no problem with the statement that a sword is a blade.

"Swing your sword like this three hundred times." Turn around and enter the cabin. When he came out again, Lin Ye already had an extra stone sword in his hand.

It weighs about ten pounds.

In the sword-wielding hand, Lin Ye demonstrated towards Mu Yingming, stabbed the stone sword in his hand forward, and then handed the stone sword into Mu Yingming's hand.

Without saying much, Mu Yingming took the sword in Lin Ye's hand, but he didn't swing it immediately.

Instead, he stood in place and closed his eyes slightly, and after a while, he slowly opened them, took a deep breath of the internal force in the gas, and then stabbed forward.

The sword was extremely smooth. There was not the slightest tremor, and it was actually seven layers similar to the sword before Lin Ye.

There was a hint of discoloration in his eyes. But then Lin Ye spoke: "You are not allowed to use internal force, with the power of **, this sword is invalid, and there are still 300 swords." ”

Do not use internal force, a ten-pound stone sword, and complete the action of the sword. It's a big challenge for an adult, let alone a seven-year-old.

It's simply an almost impossible thing to do.

But after listening to Lin Ye's words, Mu Yingming didn't say anything, just held the stone sword in his hand. Then stabbed out with the power of its own **.

The first sword stabbed out, still without the slightest tremble, and this sword was almost exactly the same as Lin Ye's previous stab.

Thirteen swords in a row, without the slightest deviation, can be said to be the most perfect stab.

No one would think that such a sword was actually stabbed by a person who had never practiced swords, or even held a sword fight.

Thorn, just one action.

It only takes to hand out the long sword in your hand, but this is the most basic action.

Stabbing, sweeping, slashing, and swinging are all basic movements that must be mastered in sword practice.

No matter what kind of swordsman you are, if you want to become a master of the sword and a strong man, these basic movements must be the same as your basic reaction to walking, drinking, and sleeping.

After these thirteen swords, when Mu Yingming's arm stabbed out of the stone sword again, suddenly his hand trembled slightly, although it was very subtle and was adjusted by Mu Yingming in an instant, but this perfect stab had become no longer perfect.

Lin Ye didn't stop talking, but Mu Yingming's hand hung down, and his eyes looked at the stone sword in his hand.

After a while, Mu Yingming raised his hand again, and the stone sword in his hand continued to stab, just like the most perfect sword before, without the slightest trembling, and this time Mu Yingming's hand trembled after stabbing thirty-one swords in a row.

Then Mu Yingming stopped his arm again.

Lin Ye looked at Mu Yingming in front of him, his eyes were full of surprise and praise, Lin Ye naturally knew what Mu Yingming was doing.

When he was looking for the perfect sword, he was not lazy, nor was he recovering his body to allow his arms to rest.

It's because he's waiting for the right moment, the direction of the wind, the flow of the air, and the skill of arm and wrist strength when drawing the sword.

Take the sword out and retract it in the most energy-saving way.

By the time Mu Yingming stabbed out the two hundred and sixteenth swords and stopped for the fifth time, he had completely mastered this method, and after waiting for a while, accompanied by a gust of fresh wind, Mu Yingming suddenly raised the stone swords in his palm and stabbed out one after another, and stabbed out eighty-four swords one after another without stopping.

After the last sword was stabbed, Mu Yingming's hand hung down slightly, without the slightest tremor or gasp, Mu Yingming's eyes looked straight at Lin Ye.

There are three hundred swords, one sword is not more, and one sword is not less, Lin Ye was really surprised by Mu Yingming's comprehension qualifications for learning swords.

In this way, without anyone's guidance, and without even touching the sword, in just over an hour, he was able to achieve this kind of perfect Cheng dù, and Lin Ye could only say that Mu Yingming was really a natural sword learner.

In comparison, Lin Ye Ruo Mu Yingming would definitely not be able to do this kind of process.

"Very well, give you two hours to rest, and two hours of time at your disposal." Looking at Mu Yingming, Lin Ye spoke, and then pointed to the dilapidated wooden house on the side to indicate that this was where Mu Yingming would live in the future.

"Yes, Master, Master." Listening to Lin Ye's words, Mu Yingming nodded.

Then Mu Yingming held the stone sword in his hand and walked to the side.

Looking at Mu Yingming's back, Lin Ye's body paused slightly, and then turned around and walked towards the house. (To be continued......)