Stone wall

"Ahem!"

The man hurriedly coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

"That...... Xiaoyou is really self-aware!" The man could only boast.

"You've found out all this, you're so amazing!" Wen Tian continued to play cards according to the script.

"......" man.

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In the blink of an eye

January is approaching

"Black crow, look at the move. ”

In one courtyard, Xingwuliu slashed with a longitudinal knife, and a fallen leaf that floated through the trajectory of the blade was split into two halves, but strangely, the long knife blade that passed through the fallen leaf did not directly touch the fallen leaf.

"Qiang~"

Wen Tian also swung his sword to block, the long knife and the big sword collided, the fire splashed everywhere, and the sound of clanging echoed endlessly.

"Poof!"

Wentian turned around, and the big sword slashed upward, and on the trajectory of the big sword, another fallen leaf happened to pass by, and was split in half by the big sword.

Like Xingwuliu, the blade of the greatsword did not touch the falling leaves.

"Woohoo!"

"Bang Bang!"

The speed at which the great sword of the heavens and the long sword of the stars were swinging faster and faster.

Slowly.

The big sword and the long knife no longer collided, but Wen Tian and Xing Wuliu were still waving.

When the wind rises, a large number of fallen leaves are blown down.

It was like a drizzle of fallen leaves, but not a single leaf entered within three meters of the two of them.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

If you listen closely, there seems to be a slight popping sound in the air.

If you slow down the speed of the greatsword and the longsword, you can see that there is a thin transparent substance covering the blade of the greatsword and the longsword.

When this transparent thing passes over the fallen leaves, the fallen leaves puff apart from them. It turned out that it was this thin, colorless and transparent layer that cut the fallen leaves.

"Where the blade of the sword and the blade of the sword passes, the wind of the sword and the wind of the sword arise by itself. And the sword wind and the sword wind are condensed on the edge and do not disperse. Is this the sword wind!"

"How many times did the door master and Wuliu wave to reach this realm!" Mu Qingyu, who was standing beside Xiao Meng, couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.

Look at the two

Mu Qingyu returned to his childhood in a trance

It was a place where a hundred flowers bloomed......

"Brother Qianxin, are you good at teaching Xiao Yu swordsmanship!" In the hundred gardens, a girl wearing a pink swing skirt and a small ponytail on her head was curling up with a pair of cute little hands dragging her white chin, looking at the other side with her big black and round eyes that seemed to be able to speak.

On the opposite side was a young man in a green shirt and a short sword. The strange thing is that he is a boy who is only ten years old, but this boy is actually full of gray hair.

And at the moment

The white-haired young man was holding the short sword in his hand, swinging it forward. The slight breeze seemed to reside on the young man's short sword. Seems to be infatuated.

Hearing the little girl's question, the short sword wielded by the white-haired young man stopped. He looked at the little girl in front of him with a smile on his face.

"If you want to learn the sword, you must first learn to control the sword wind. ”

"Brother Qianxin, what is Sword Wind?" the little girl's big eyes were full of curiosity.

When the white-haired young man heard this, he unconsciously looked up at the sky. The faint murmur came out.

"The two poles of all things, movement and stillness are born together, if it is still, the wind stops, if it is moving, the wind rises. ”

"In this heaven and earth, the wind ...... It is the freest existence, and wherever it passes, there is no trace or trace, no shadow and no trace. ”

The white-haired young man closed his eyes, his arms slowly rose, and the breeze blew gently the white broken hair on the young man's forehead.

"When swinging the sword, feel the long wind brought by the sword body with your heart, and when you can truly feel the long wind that exists on the sword body one day, you will understand what the sword wind is. ”

The little girl blinked her glasses, and although she was puzzled, it was evident from those attentive eyes that the little girl was listening very seriously.

"Then Brother Wentian, how can I feel the wind on the sword?"

The white-haired young man looked down at the little girl, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. Said: "Day after day, year after year, swing the sword with your heart, feel it with your heart, go with the flow, and the sword wind will be self-contained!"

Among the groves

Mu Qingyu slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands.

"Brother Qianxin, where will you be now?"

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"Sister Qingyu, what's wrong with you?" Xiaomeng's perception was very strong, and he almost instantly noticed the change in Mu Qingyu's mood. So he hurriedly closed the book and asked Mu Qingyu worriedly.

"Xiaomeng, sister is fine!" Mu Qingyu touched Xiaomeng's hair and replied softly.

Then

"Don't fight, don't fight!" Xing Wuliu put away his long knife and shouted angrily.

"What, scared?" Wen Tian also put away his big sword and said provocatively to Xing Wuliu.

"Huh!"

"I'll be scared!" Xing Wuliu immediately retorted.

"Black Crow, why do you say that in the past month, there have been a total of four hundred and twelve matches. Which time was not a tie between the two of us. Xingwuliu sat on a stone in the courtyard and counted it with his fingers.

After hearing this, he lowered his head and pondered for a long time before he said, "It seems to be too."

"......" Xing Wuliu felt very powerless for the lukewarm answer to the question.

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"I'll go back to the house first. ”

Wen Tian dropped a sentence, left the grove directly, and walked towards the inn where he lived.

"Alas...... Light Feather, when do you say that the bad character of the black crow can be changed, even if it is a little bit!" Xing Wuliu said with a heartache.

"I also think it's good to be more open. Mu Qingyu seconded.

"Little brat, you say that!" Xingwuliu looked at Xiao Meng, who was holding a book in his arms. After slowly getting along, Xiaomeng is no longer afraid of Xingwuliu.

Xiaomeng heard this. A nod of approval.

"I also hope that Brother Wentian can be a little happier. Xiaomeng's eyes flashed with deep wishes.

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Inside the inn

Wen Tianpan sat on the bed, and beside him, there was a small cloud that was asleep.

"We have three days to go. ”

"In the past nearly a month, after sparring with that idiot, the sword skills have reached a bottleneck. If you continue to practice, you won't improve much. ”

Obviously, the idiot that Wen Tian said was undoubtedly starless.

"From now on, let's use the remaining three days to improve our cultivation as much as possible!"

Wentian is ready for the remaining days.

Gradually, Wentian closed his eyes, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth slowly surged towards the spiritual sea of Wentian.

During the Wentian cultivation period, Xing Wuliu and others came to Wentian, but now several of them are cultivators, and they can perceive the aura of heaven and earth.

So, since then, several people have returned to their respective houses and started their own cultivation.

In the blink of an eye

Three days have passed

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