In the next few days, Fang Xingjian began to practice the cultivation sword technique every morning, and after cultivating all the cultivation sword techniques, and after the potential that could be pierced reached the upper limit, he began to practice the Meteor Flying Sword to improve the quality of reaction.

Even with his talent, after the entire cultivation was completed, it was often noon.

After eating all kinds of medicinal diets of ferocious animals, Fang Xingjian would choose to take a nap for half an hour. This is a way to maintain the heart, internal organs, and brain, and it will also make him more energetic in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, he began to practice the swordsmanship that the Storm Masters practiced before the turn, and now he has learned 6 more sets of swordsmanship, adding up to a total of 10 sets, but he has not yet improved the new swordsmanship to level 10, and he doesn't know how many of them can provide him with additional attributes.

He took a closer look at the basic swordsmanship cultivated by the three of Storm Master, Tempest Sword God and Aurora Sword Soul, there were a total of fifteen basic swordsmanship, and the three of them each cultivated five sets of cultivation swords.

"Five sets of swordsmanship?" Fang Xingjian muttered, "Why are they exactly five sets of swordsmanship?"

Fang Xingjian had studied it carefully, and the five sets of cultivation swordsmanship that each of them had cultivated had not been repeated, and all of them had cultivated swordsmanship in different parts very clearly.

In other words, whether it was the Storm Master, the Tempest Sword God, or the Aurora Sword Soul, when they were young, before they turned around, they had deliberately selected five swordsmanship that could cover the whole body without overlapping each other.

However, Fang Xingjian had been cultivating until now, and although he felt that the secret of perfect muscles was in these sword techniques, he had been unable to find the true clue for a long time.

Another afternoon passed, and at dinner, it was Jack and Anthony who knocked on the door and walked in with the maid.

Seeing Jack's blue nose and swollen face, Fang Xingjian asked, "You were beaten by them again?"

Seeing that Jack didn't speak, Anthony shrugged his shoulders: "Since Kaunitz turned around, they have become more and more arrogant, there are already few civilians in the academy, and they basically dare not resist when they encounter nobles......"

"What nobles. Jack scolded, "Didn't their ancestors have farmers, no hunters, no commoners? Who didn't come from commoners?"

"But they're not. Anthony sighed.

Fang Xingjian said to the maid, "Let's serve." ”

Seeing that a table of dishes was served, Jack and Anthony stopped arguing in an instant, and said with a bright eye: "Master Huang Lin is really good to you, he has doubled the share of the ferocious animals he gave you." ”

Anthony said with some embarrassment: "We come here so often, Master Huang Lin won't be unhappy, right?"

Jack grabbed the barbecue and ate it, muttering, "It's okay, I can't eat so many star swords anyway." ”

Fang Xingjian asked while eating, "Who hit you this time?"

"A couple of guys from the previous session, tell us to stop talking to you. Jack said fiercely, "Didn't you become a knight a year before me? Why do you want me to listen to them......?"

Anthony said: "Fortunately, the academy does not allow private fights, they only teach you when you are practicing in martial arts classes." ”

Hearing Jack and Anthony talk about the scenes where they have been constantly bullied by the nobles in the past few days, Fang Xingjian has stayed at home and does not go to class at all during this time, so those nobles can only find trouble with Anthony and Jack, who have a better relationship with Fang Xingjian.

Listening to this, Fang Xingjian noticed that his emotions seemed to be a little strange.

He slowly pondered the change in his mood in his heart: "This feeling...... Is it disgust, is it uncomfortable?"

After dinner, Jack and Anthony left, Fang Xingjian lay on the sofa, thinking in his heart: "It stands to reason that my emotions should be deprived, and in the past six months, I really haven't felt any friendship, love, or affection......"

Indeed, whether it is Kyle, or Vivian of the Sword Pavilion, or now Jack, Anthony, or even Huang Lin, although Fang Xingjian pretends to be similar to ordinary people, in the end, he has never really regarded these people as close people in his heart.

But recently, however, he has been practicing and studying ripples and mental methods. The central method dominates people's thoughts and emotions, and under this study, he senses that something is wrong in his emotions.

He found that although he could not love, and he could not feel friendship and affection, he would still be angry, hateful, and disgusted.

This is the reason why he has invited Jack and the others to dinner these days, and he is feeling this subtle change in mood.

"So, although it deprives me of positive feelings, do negative feelings actually keep me?"

Fang Xingjian slowly drank the medicinal wine in the bottle, and suddenly recalled scenes in the Demon Capital in his mind.

Li Shuanghua's cold face, cruel words, the hardships and blank eyes he had suffered since he was a child, Caroline's torture, humiliation, and abuse, all appeared in his mind one by one.

In an instant, the muscles of Fang Xingjian's entire body tightened, and a trace of blood spread from his eyes, like an angry beast, his arms, neck, and forehead were all bruised and bruised.

Hatred, rage, boundless rage and hatred almost overwhelmed his consciousness.

The next moment, with an angry shout, he stood up and tore the tables and chairs in front of him to pieces.

Li Shuanghua ...... Caroline ......"

Gritting his teeth, he spit out the two names from his mouth, Fang Xingjian gasped heavily, and after a long time, he gradually suppressed his anger.

Then Kaunitz's voice flashed in his mind, and he snorted coldly, the murderous aura in his eyes flashed, and he had completely controlled his negative emotions.

Clapping his hands, a maid came to clean the room, Fang Xingjian walked towards the practice room, and then it was time to practice ripples and heart methods.

Sitting on the floor, Fang Xingjian was holding the cultivation secret book of Xilan Wind God Ripple in his hand.

Ripple is a frequency of human breathing and blood flow, as long as you can control the rhythm of your breathing and blood flow, you can change the essence of the body, and then communicate with the ether fans in the secret realm, and obtain all kinds of incredible abilities.

After reading the cultivation methods and precautions of Xilan Wind God Ripple again, Fang Xingjian sat cross-legged on the ground, and the breathing of the whole person became slower and slower, slower and slower, lingering, if there was nothing.

Every time he inhaled, his stomach swelled slightly, his limbs tensed, and the muscles of his palms and soles contracted, and when he was raised, the whole person opened like a spring.

Every time he breathes, he has to match the rhythm of his breathing, and he has to carry out his movements up and down his body, changing his body little by little.

At the same time, the muscles and tendons of his body shook and jumped in unison, especially the heart in his chest thumping, as if someone was playing a drum in the room.

This is the rhythm of the blood flow that is stimulated by the force of the flesh, which in turn controls the flow of blood in all parts of the body.

After a long time, Fang Xingjian's head was covered with sweat, and the whole person spit out a breath of turbidity.

An hour had passed, and it was the longest he had been able to remain in a rippled state.

In order to truly form a ripple, it is necessary to maintain this state at all times, whether it is sitting, lying, walking, fighting, or sleeping, for 24 hours at a time, and completely change the essence of life little by little.

Obviously, Fang Xingjian had no talent on the way to cultivate ripples, or his qualifications were mediocre.

That is, when he had just completed a round of Ripple cultivation, a male voice sounded, and his words were full of disdain and contempt.

"With your talent, even if you cultivate for another year, you will definitely not be able to practice the Lan Wind God Ripple. ”