Xiao Zhuling seemed to hear Xiao Qiang's words, and swam around happily, and the tip of the bamboo shoot nodded a little harder. [Full text reading]

Xiao Qiang couldn't help laughing, excited and moved, as if he thought of something, he hurriedly took out the wooden attribute spar left for him by the girl in white, and found a necklace to tie around his neck.

As soon as he put on the necklace, the little bamboo spirit swam to his chest, like a goldfish through the glass, with a small mouth, greedily absorbing the wood attribute essence on the Yunjing pendant.

Seeing that Xiao Zhuling began to eat, Xiao Qiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, I really hope that the little guy can grow up quickly and help himself.

In a few days, he was going to the Warcraft Forest, it was dangerous and unpredictable, and with his current strength, he couldn't beat the lowest level of Warcraft at all.

If he is unlucky and encounters a first-level demonic beast of the wind attribute, then he will not even have a chance to escape, and he will definitely die!

Although those who do logistics may not join the battle, once the elite disciples can't withstand the attack of the demonic beasts, it is their logistics that will suffer first.

And the duel between him and Lu Zhonghe is like a heavy mountain pressing on his heart, and he can't afford to make any mistakes, in case he hurts his muscles and bones, wouldn't the battle after three months be even worse?

Xiao Qiang must make the little doctor strong as soon as possible, so that his survival coefficient can be greatly improved.

After Xiao Zhuling was full, he picked up a long sword and walked towards the martial arts training ground behind the cave.

Behind the natural cave, an open-air martial arts training ground is artificially opened, just like a small courtyard in a prison where the wind is released, the martial arts training ground is surrounded by steep mountain walls on all sides, and when you look up, you can see a bright starry sky.

Xiao stressed for a moment, the long sword in his hand shook out a brilliant sword flower, and after stabbing forward with a straight sword, his body slid forward like a swimming dragon, and a whole set of continuous swordsmanship was displayed.

This set of swordsmanship is called "Wind Spirit Sword", and it is the only set of high-grade swordsmanship that Xiao Qiang has learned.

In the past, he studied hard, but because of his low realm, he felt difficult to perform, so he was only skilled in every movement, but he couldn't perform it continuously.

But now it's different, as he understands the sword more deeply, he controls energy more and more freely, and it is not a problem to perform a set of top-grade swordsmanship.

I saw that his movements were getting lighter and lighter, like a gust of wind floating on the martial arts training ground, and the dense sword light turned into a silver ball of light, wrapping around his body and constantly moving.

When the whole set of swordsmanship was completed, Xiao Qiang's face was not red and his heart was not beating, even his breath was extremely well-proportioned, and his eyes showed a little joy.

Xiao Qiang practiced a few more sets of swordsmanship that he had learned before, and finally stopped, sat cross-legged, and began to think hard about the sword intent in his mind.

On the way to the cave that day, he overheard the elder reading the "Thirteen Chapters of Sword Intent", which seemed to be inspired.

Thirteen articles of sword intent, Xiao Qiang was able to recite it backwards when he was eight years old, and the elders of the wind spirit read aloud day after day, and he didn't go less before, but then his ears became calloused, so he rarely listened to it anymore.

But this time is different, maybe it's because of the improvement of the realm, vaguely, Xiao Qiang seems to have grasped something, but it seems that there is a layer of window paper, and it is always a little worse.

He has mastered the fist intent, and the sixteen fist shadows of the Void Breaking Fist are the manifestation of the fist intent, but the mystery of the two is different, and it can't be transferred at all, Xiao Qiang can only think about it and comprehend it.

After some hard thinking, Xiao Qiang found nothing, and seeing that the sky had brightened, he stood up and walked towards the outside of the East Mansion.

"Brother Qiang!" At the gate of the cave mansion, two white-clothed disciples stood on both sides, and when they saw Xiao Qiang coming out, they hurriedly bowed and saluted.

As soon as the two shouted like this, on the surrounding lawn, at least twenty white-clothed disciples stood up at the same time, bowed and saluted, "I've seen Brother Qiang!"

The fat man walked over with a boulder on his back, and after putting down the stone, he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and panted and said, "Brother Qiang, it is safe to cultivate here with you, and you have enough aura, so they all came over, and by the way, they helped you guard the cave." ”

Xiao Qiang understood at this time, and nodded to everyone: "You continue to cultivate." ”

Originally, everyone was still a little nervous, for fear of being driven away by Xiao Qiang, but they couldn't help but be overjoyed after hearing Xiao Qiang's words.

The first person sat down cross-legged with courage, and immediately there was a second person, a third person, and in a moment, everyone sat down and continued to cultivate, only the two outer disciples of the cave mansion were still standing there like javelins.

The fat man explained: "Brother Qiang, the two of them are in the same vein as Mu Ling, one is called Wei Zhiguo, the other is called Wei Zhibang, they are brothers, they were bullied by Hu Qingniu before, so after learning that Hu Qingniu was abolished by you, I will follow you whatever I say, there are many such brothers!"

Xiao Qiang nodded, and acquiesced to the fat man's arrangement, everyone can hold together, it is good for everyone, it was because they were scattered in the past that they were always bullied.

Just imagine, if tens of thousands of outer room disciples were united, it would be a huge army, who would dare to provoke them?!

Among these people who remained, there were those who regarded Shinto as a lifelong pursuit, those who cultivated passively under the pressure brought about by the family's expectations, and those who just wanted to become elite disciples, everyone had their own purpose, but no matter what, a stable cultivation environment was what everyone was looking forward to.

Xiao Qiang is from the past, of course he will not refuse them.

On a piece of grass outside the gate of the cave, Cui Dameng was still lying on the grass, with red and swollen eyes, and he didn't dare to move.

In fact, his injuries were not serious, his limbs were dislocated, his chin was dislocated, his neck bones were misaligned, and several ribs were broken.

After hearing Xiao Qiang come out, Cui Dameng became emotional, and tried his best to make an ah-ah sound from his throat, hoping to attract Xiao Qiang's attention.

Xiao Qiang had already heard it, and after explaining a few words to the fat man of the "big housekeeper", he walked up to Cui Dameng and looked at Cui Dameng with cold eyes.

Ahh

Cui Dameng's mouth was open, his eyes were full of pleading, and tears were about to flow down.

Xiao Qiang said with a straight face: "Originally, I wanted you to lie down for three or five days, but since you know that you are wrong, then you are allowed to leave." Remember, if you want to come here to practice in the future, just tell me directly, don't play tricks, you know?!"

Cui Dameng burst into tears, nodded vigorously, and cried hoarsely.

Xiao Qiang squatted down, corrected the misplaced bones on Cui Dameng's body, and found someone to carry him back to Sanjian Town.

Xiao Qiang simply cleaned up, left the Junzi Valley, and walked towards the library halfway up the Fengling Peak.

In the eight years that Xiao Qiang was in the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion before, he had put a lot of effort into martial arts, especially sword skills, and his attainments were not shallow, and he had no reason to give up cultivation, not to mention that his strength had reached the seventh level of the Gangwu Realm, and he could cultivate more advanced swordsmanship.

It is a pity that the top-grade sword scores and precious notes are stored in the elite pavilion at the top of the peak, and only elite disciples can enter to refer to them, and Xiao Qiang, as a disciple of the outer room, can only look through some manuscripts in the library pavilion.

In the Remnant Scripture Pavilion, he chose a set of swordsmanship and martial arts, but unfortunately it was a remnant score, and he couldn't practice it for the time being.

Xiao Qiang finished registering at the entrance of the library and walked into the hall on the first floor, but found that there was no one inside, he pedaled up to the second floor, walked to a row of bookshelves, and looked at it one by one.

Most of the swordsmanship on the bookshelf is low-grade martial arts, and there are very few of them even in the middle grade, not to mention the top-grade and mystical products.

Xiao Qiang was disappointed, and finally had to take out a copy of "Thirteen Chapters of Sword Intent" that was almost turned over, sit on the ground in front of the bookshelf, and study it attentively.

Just when he was drowsy, a Wind Spirit Elder stepped forward, looked at the saliva marks on the page, anger appeared on his face, and he pulled out the book in Xiao Qiang's hand.

Xiao Qiang shook the spirit, hurriedly wiped his saliva, and got up to salute.

There are a total of four Wind Spirit Elders in Wind Spirit Peak, and there doesn't seem to be much to do on weekdays, just reading the "Thirteen Chapters of Sword Intent" in the main square, and the elder in front of him is the one with the highest reading level, so Xiao Qiang is particularly impressed.

Elder Fengling's face was very ugly, and he said coldly: "Boy, you have to go to bed and go home to sleep, this is not a place to sleep!"

Xiao Qiang sneered, "Elder Wu, I'm too involved in it, so I'm a little confused. ”

"You can't just see, you have to learn to listen!" Elder Wu snorted coldly, took the book and turned to leave.

Xiao Qiang's heart moved, and he hurriedly left the library, came to the main square, sat down cross-legged, and posed as taught.

Elder Wu sat cross-legged on the big stone, cherished the broken book cover, glared at Xiao Qiang intentionally or unintentionally, opened the book, and began to read aloud with his eyebrows fluttering.

One after another, white-clothed disciples came to listen to the big class, and when they found Xiao Qiang sitting at the front, they whispered, but no one dared to come forward to disturb, Xiao Qiang fell asleep!

At dusk, the sun was setting, and the halfway up of Fengling Peak was full of glow, and Elder Wu finally finished reading the whole book, satisfied, and smacked his lips with retrospect.

When he saw Xiao Qiang drooping his head and pulling out a silver thread at the corner of his mouth, he looked angry, snorted coldly, and brushed his sleeves away.

When Xiao Qiang woke up, there was no one in the main square, he stood up, wiped a handful of saliva, stretched his waist, and walked lazily towards Junzi Valley.

Xiao Qiang's heart was itching, he returned to the martial arts training ground in the cave, practiced the "Three Kills Style" for a while, and performed all the swordsmanship saved in his memory, but he still didn't feel anything.

He knew that he was going through a flat plateau, and his comprehension and breakthrough were far from as fast as before, and only quantitative change could bring about qualitative change, so he had to grit his teeth and pass this boring period.

Xiao Qiang cheered up and began to practice "Wind Spirit Sword" again.

"Chasing the wind!"

"The sunset!"

"The tide of the four seas!"

On the martial arts training field, the long sword in Xiao Qiang's hand was like a spiritual snake, his movements became more and more light and elegant, and his shots became faster and faster.