The movements are like electricity, and the thoughts are also like electricity, and the air in Xiao Qiang's body seems to have been emptied, almost suffocated, and his brain began to become blank. [Full text reading]

In the end, it almost became instinct to draw the sword, and the originally dense and rigorous swordsmanship gradually began to be disintegrated, and the moves became scattered.

But the form is scattered but the spirit is not scattered, and the movements that seem to be not connected before and after, when the ups and downs are turned and closed, there is always a sense of seeming nothingness, which connects his movements into a whole, and even Xiao Qiang himself feels a little incredible.

Maintaining this state of madness, Xiao Qiang practiced until midnight, and finally stopped when he was physically exhausted.

His whole body was drenched with sweat, his face was pale, he was panting violently, and his eyes were full of confusion.

From entering with a move to entering without a move, is it necessary to deduce the sword intent?

Xiao Qiang couldn't think of a reason, so he returned to the white jade platform and meditated cross-legged, and the next day at dawn, he rushed to the halfway point of Fengling Peak to listen to the big class.

On the big stone in the square, another Wind Spirit Elder held the same book and read it aloud in a dead voice, Xiao Qiang had been remembering the mystery that the elder had played yesterday, so he listened very carefully.

After noon, another elder was replaced, and he continued to read aloud, Xiao Qiang was groggy again, and his saliva flowed.

However, when the intermittent sound reached his ears, his heart suddenly jumped, as if he had discovered something, and his eyes began to brighten.

Yes, that's it, it's the rhythm of the elders' reading!

The old man's voice seems to be broken and not broken, it seems to be connected and not connected, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low, between the tactful connection, there is a unique charm, the elder is not reading a book, nor is it lonely, but meaning!

It's like he practiced swords last night, and what he practiced was no longer the dense moves of swordsmanship, but the intention, only the intention is smart!

Xiao Qiang seemed to have discovered a new continent, his body straightened again, he no longer dwelled on the content of the elder's book, but simply captured the old man's tone and tone, and sensed the meaning contained in it.

These high-ranking people will be tricky, why don't you say it, so that I have listened to it for eight years in vain, but I look like a deaf person!

After listening to it for two days, Xiao Qiang gradually discovered the signs, four wind spirit elders, four different meanings, this is for you to choose.

He finally chose one of the elders, Elder Wu, who read the best and blamed himself for drooling.

"Condensing the void and turning into reality, condensing and transforming into form, moving with reality and form, and integrating form and meaning, there is a flying sword, ethereal and ethereal......"

On the main square, Xiao Qiang lowered his head, Elder Wu's voice hovered in his ears, with a unique rhythm, and the qi in Xiao Qiang's body also changed with the elder's voice and rhythm, completely immersed in it.

Elder Wu, whose eyebrows were fluttering, suddenly found that someone was matching his rhythm, a trace of surprise flashed in his clear eyes, and he cast a comapproving gaze towards Xiao Qiang, his voice seemed to have risen a little, and his reading became more and more energetic.

At dusk, Elder Wind Spirit had been gone for a long time, and the square was empty.

Xiao Qiang was still sitting cross-legged, like a statue, but the energy in his body still maintained a unique rhythm, constantly strengthening the vague sword intent.

In his mind, an ethereal sword was taking shape, but it was always a little bit off at the critical point, making him return in vain many times.

The moon rose and the stars fell, Xiao Qiang withdrew from the cultivation state, and after returning to the martial arts training ground in the cave, he began to practice swordsmanship like a mad demon.

He will go to the Warcraft Forest in a few days, and he must hurry up and comprehend more, and maybe he can fight when he encounters danger.

Besides, he has been gone for ten days, and if his previous understanding is broken, won't he have to start all over again?

The fat man and the monkey were a little worried about Xiao Qiang, but they didn't dare to bother rashly, they could understand the reason why Xiao Qiang was cultivating so hard, so what they had to do was to take care of everything in the Junzi Valley and not let Xiao Qiang be distracted.

After another three days, at dusk, Xiao Qiang sat cross-legged on the big square halfway up the mountain, and when everyone was gone, he was still sitting there stupidly, his hair was scattered, his face was haggard, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he looked unwilling.

After cultivating hard for many days, contemplating enlightenment for many days, he even took up his time to sleep, but he still didn't get anything!

Tomorrow he will go to the Warcraft Forest to work as a logistician, and I'm afraid he won't be able to listen to the elder's voice until he comes back.

When Xiao Qiang returned to the Junzi Valley, more than 30 white-clothed disciples were learning martial arts on the lawn, using swords and practicing boxing.

When everyone saw Xiao Qiang coming back, they stepped forward to salute, and Xiao Qiang realized that everyone was wearing an iron coat!

The fat man is an exception, he has a total of eight giant axes on his body, and it is estimated that the weight adds up to three or four hundred catties!

The fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "Brother Qiang, there are really many benefits to weight-bearing exercises, and after only a few days of hard work, I feel that I am as light as a swallow!"

Everyone looked at the fat man's mountain-like figure and knew that the fat man was amused, and couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Qiang smiled and rubbed it on the fat man's head, and suddenly his heart moved, he looked at a big stone not far away, and said sharply: "What person, come out!"

Everyone was shocked, and they picked up their weapons one after another, and the fat man and the monkey blocked Xiao Qiang's left and right for the first time, looking at the direction of the boulder vigilantly.

In the eyes of everyone, the big man Cui Dameng, with a panicked face, slowly stood up from behind the big rock, limped over, his face was flushed, and hurriedly explained: "I, I didn't hide there on purpose, it was Brother Qiang who said it, if I want to cultivate, I can come by myself!"

Xiao Qiang actually found out that Cui Dameng was sneaky a few days ago, but he never broke it, and he could see that Cui Dameng wanted to stay here and practice.

Cui Dameng is only one step away from the final breakthrough, but this step is not easy to take, he wanted to snatch this cave mansion at the beginning, but it was just to find a place for himself to break through.

Cui Dameng saw everyone looking at him with hostility, his expression couldn't help but darken, his eyes were red, and he mustered up the courage to say: "I know that everyone hates me and avoids me, I know I hate it." I don't have any money, my mother is someone else's concubine, and they all expect me to get ahead and fight for her. But I'm eighteen years old this year, and I'm still stuck in the sixth layer, and my father said that if I can't break through the sixth layer, I will have to leave my mother!"

After speaking, Cui Dameng's tears had already flowed, and he couldn't cry.

Everyone looked at the two-meter-tall man crying like this, and they didn't feel good in their hearts, and they all looked at Xiao Qiang, with a look of pleading in their eyes.

Or was he touched by something, the monkey's eyes were red, he pulled Xiao Qiang's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Brother Qiang, Cui Dameng is actually not a bad person, but he is a little muddy, let's accept him first." ”

The other disciples also spoke: "Brother Qiang, accept him!"

Xiao Qiang looked at Cui Dameng calmly and said, "Cui Dameng, I can still let you cultivate here, but you have to promise that you can't bully other brothers anymore." ”

"Thank you, Brother Qiang!" Cui Dameng nodded vigorously and looked at Xiao Qiang gratefully.

In the past three years, Cui Dameng has been unable to break through the sixth level for a long time, and his temper has begun to become irritable, and almost no one is willing to cultivate with him, let alone exchange ideas with each other.

Xiao Qiang's rise gave Cui Dameng a great shock, and he was eager to know how Xiao Qiang broke through the bottleneck, so he ran here twice in three days.

Through his observation in the past few days, he has also become more and more envious of the disciples of Junzi Valley, everyone lives together, cultivates together, there is laughter and laughter every day, and everyone has a very happy time.

Maybe this is what the life of the sect in his imagination should be like this.

After settling Cui Dameng to the fat man, Xiao Qiang returned to the cave and began to pack his bags.

Tomorrow he will set off for the Warcraft Forest, and he must make proper preparations, so as not to be in a hurry, let people watch jokes, and it is very likely to ruin his life!

On the left side of the cave, a cave was artificially opened, and a lot of gadgets were placed on the simple wooden shelves, most of which were left by Hu Qingniu before, Xiao Qiang was too lazy to clean up, but just occupied a cabinet.

He took out all kinds of healing and antidotes from the cupboard, and selected the most important ones to put in his pocket.

When he saw the three-legged tripod wrapped in deerskin in the corner of the cabinet, he couldn't help but reach out and carefully take out the three-legged tripod.

In the past few days, he has been busy comprehending the sword intent, and he has only "visited" the three-legged tripod once, and he can't help but feel a little sorry in his heart.

"Don't worry, I will definitely have a way to restore your vitality!" Xiao Qiang muttered, in fact, he didn't know if it was vitality, but the three-legged tripod was very important to him.

Just when Xiao Qiang was about to put the three-legged tripod back, his eyes accidentally saw a potted plant placed on the wooden shelf, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Several third-level magic crystal cores were glued together to form a strange shape, which was placed on a pedestal carved from white jade.

Perhaps the magic crystal nucleus had been placed for so long that the white jade pedestal was rendered with some red stripes.

That's right, even jade will absorb the energy of the magic crystal nucleus, why can't the three-legged tripod?

Xiao Qiang had a little more expectation in his heart, broke off the magic crystal core of a third-level demonic beast, carefully put it into the black tripod, and looked at the three-legged tripod intently.

Time passed quietly, there was a stick of incense, suddenly, with a buzz, the three-legged tripod trembled slightly, and the inner wall of the tripod, the black copper wall flowed with red light, one after another, and strange magic patterns began to emerge!

When all the magic patterns emerged, the magic patterns hovered rapidly in the tripod, and the red light gradually filled the three-legged tripod, almost overflowing from the tripod.

With a bang, the red light receded in an instant, and the three-legged tripod returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

The third-level magic crystal nucleus placed in the middle of the tripod has turned into a pinch of gray powder!

Xiao Qiang was so excited that he couldn't help laughing, yes, the three-legged tripod began to "eat"!