In the sun of Tianjian Mountain, on the shore of the sea, at the foot of the mountain, an earthen house stands in the wind, made of some thick tree trunks and thatch, some old, it seems to have a history.

The mountain breeze and the sea breeze are howling alternately, and the earthen house is trembling, as if it may collapse at any time, but it has been standing tenaciously, and it has to make people marvel at the "masterpiece" of the builder.

This thatched hut is the temporary residence of Xiao Qitian and Leng Jinghong's forging body cultivation.

In the thatched hut, the furnishings are extremely simple, with only a table, two chairs, and two sleeping kangs.

Outside the hut, there are two large medicine jars, set up on top of the fire pit. When Xiao Qitian and the others were exercising, they were beaten by the waves every day. If you want to continue to exercise, you will naturally need a special measure to recover from the injury.

The best way to recover from injuries is a medicated bath.

These two cylinders are specially used for medicinal baths after Xiao Qitian and his two people forged their bodies.

It was another morning, when Xiao Qitian woke up, he saw Leng Jinghong sitting alone outside the hut, looking a little sullen.

Xiao Qitian was stunned.

At this time, half a year had passed since Xiao Qitian began to teach Leng Jinghong to forge his body.

For half a year, Leng Jinghong has been very hard and has always been very conscious, in the past, he had already rushed to the beach and fought bravely with the waves. However, today, he was sitting here sullenly, which was why Xiao Qitian was stunned.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Qitian asked.

"Brother Xiao, am I useless?" Leng Jinghong asked with some frustration.

"Why do you ask?"

"Since I entered the Sixth Heaven of Forging Body a month ago, my body has not been able to improve. No matter how hard you work, how hard you work, it doesn't seem to have any effect, a month ago it was the Sixfold Heaven of Forging Body, and now it is still the Sixfold Heaven of Forging Body, hey. ”

"There's progress, it's just that you don't feel it. Xiao Qitian comforted.

It's not consolation, because it's true. As we all know, the forging body is divided into nine levels, and the extreme realm is nine. The six heavens of forging the body can be called a watershed.

Before forging the body in the Sixth Heaven, as long as you are willing to endure hardships, as long as you have a proper method of forging your body, the progress is obvious. However, once a cultivator stepped into the Sixth Heaven of Forging Body, if he wanted to continue to strengthen his physique, he would have to endure the pain of a mountain of swords and a sea of fire almost every day, and his progress would be extremely slow, and it would be difficult to feel it.

Of course, Xiao Qitian knew that in addition, there were actually other reasons why Leng Jinghong had such an illusion. Therefore, he pondered for a moment and said, "Forget it, looking at you like this, I guess I am not in the mood to forge my body, then, today, I will teach you a set of martial arts." ”

As soon as these words came out, Leng Jinghong's spirit was shocked, and his eyes lit up: "Really?"

His frustration disappeared almost instantly.

It's no wonder he was so excited, you know, once when he got up in the middle of the night, by chance, he found Xiao Qitian practicing martial arts outside the hut. Those martial arts are really powerful, at least their Leng family's martial arts can't be compared at all.

His eyes watered with hunger. However, after that, no matter how he begged, Xiao Qitian just refused to teach him. In the latter's words, the most important thing for him now is to be down-to-earth and raise the physical realm.

Who would have thought that this time, Xiao Qitian actually relented, so how could he not be excited?

"Nature is true. However, don't be in a hurry to get excited, I will teach you to return to you, but my requirements are very strict, if you can't meet my requirements, after a while, it's too late for you to cry. Xiao Qitian took a preventive injection.

"No, it won't. As long as Brother Xiao is willing to teach me, I can accept anything. Leng Jinghong swore and promised.

"Really? We'll see. A playful smile hung on the corner of Xiao Qitian's mouth.

In an instant, for some reason, Leng Jinghong shivered stiffly.

Not long after, outside the thatched hut, in an open field, two teenagers stood in the wind, and they were Xiao Qitian and Leng Jinghong.

At this time, Leng Jinghong was dressed in a practice uniform, holding a long sword in his hand, and his eyes were focused.

"Let's get started. Xiao Qitian said.

As soon as the words fell, Leng Jinghong's footsteps were empty, the long sword danced, and a set of swordsmanship was already slowly unfolding.

This set of swordsmanship was not taught by Xiao Qitian, but the proud swordsmanship of the Leng family. It turned out that before Xiao Qitian was about to teach him martial arts, Leng Jinghong's heart suddenly moved, and he wanted to practice the Leng family's swordsmanship in front of Xiao Qitian, and let the former point out the shortcomings.

That's why this scene happened.

In fact, this set of Leng family swordsmanship, Leng Jinghong has not practiced much. Because before, he had been obsessed with condensing qi, and the time spent on martial arts training was extremely rare.

However, although his sword moves looked a little jerky, they were also very sharp.

Moreover, no matter from the angle of the sword or from the direction of the footsteps, it can be seen that this is a set of quite refined swordsmanship, and it can also be seen that Leng Jinghong's extremely good kendo talent.

A hint of approval flashed in Xiao Qitian's eyes, but his mouth struck mercilessly: "Stupid, what are you fighting? Stubborn and stubborn, this can also be called swordsmanship?"

Leng Jinghong finished the Leng family's swordsmanship in one breath, and was a little unconvinced: "I said Brother Xiao, are you too demanding? I can count the number of times I practice swordsmanship on ten fingers, it should be good to be able to do this, right?"

"Fart!" Xiao Qitian scolded, his face serious: "If you have this idea, then I advise you not to practice, it is not a kind of happiness to live an ordinary life." ”

"I don't want to see you slashed to death with a sword one day. When the time comes, you don't feel ashamed, I still feel ashamed!" he snorted.

"It's not that serious, is it?"

"Idiot, with your attitude, it is still light to be killed by someone with a sword, and you will know what life is better than death when you are humiliated in public!" Xiao Qitian scolded mercilessly.

Leng Jinghong was embarrassed for a while when he heard this, and his face was feverish.

"On the way of cultivation, the emphasis is on excellence, and there is no room for sloppiness. Otherwise, even if you have amazing talent, your achievements will be extremely limited. Xiao Qitian said sternly, paused, and spoke again: "And the way of swordsmanship, different paths lead to the same end." The realm of small success pays attention to the flow of water and seamlessness. The realm of Dacheng is arbitrary, no tricks and no style, just if it is natural. ”

His voice was low, and his expression was a little gloomy, as if he had fallen into a long memory.

Leng Jinghong listened quietly, but his expression was indescribably serious.

"Your Leng family's swordsmanship is actually quite good. But one move and one style are separated, and it is simply rigid. At the turning point, the blockage is impassable, and the amplitude is large, and it is easy for people to see through it at a glance, what power can it be?" Xiao Qitian commented.

"Then how do you do that?" Leng Jinghong asked humbly. When Xiao Qitian said this, he also felt that the Leng family's swordsmanship was too rigid, and it was very difficult to change his moves.

Xiao Qitian scolded: "Stupid, when it comes to this, don't you understand? Look at you look like a great piece of material, why are you as stupid as a cow? Sword moves are dead, people are alive!"

"Look closely, I'll only hit it once!" he shouted.

As soon as the words fell, Leng Jinghong only felt that his right hand was empty, and the long sword in his hand had already appeared in Xiao Qitian's hand.

Xiao Qitian took a step, the sword light danced rapidly, and a set of swordsmanship that Leng Jinghong was both familiar and unfamiliar with, which had already been practiced in front of Leng Jinghong, it was the Leng family's swordsmanship.

Outside the thatched hut, Xiao Qitian's movements were not fast, but where the sword moves converged, it gave people a feeling of lifting weights like light and natural. The ethereal and wanton swaying between the moves is simple, but it gives people a feeling that there is nothing to hide.

Leng Jinghong's eyes straightened.

If he didn't know Xiao Qitian's details, he even wondered if the former had learned their Leng family's swordsmanship before, otherwise how could he be so familiar?

You know, he only fought the Leng family's swordsmanship once, and it was full of loopholes. However, it was unbelievable that Xiao Qitian was able to practice the Leng family's swordsmanship to such an extent just by relying on this one.

No!

It should be asked, is what Xiao Qitian is practicing really their Leng family's swordsmanship?

Why did he feel that the Leng family's swordsmanship was in Xiao Qitian's hands, and it was even more powerful than when it was in the hands of his father Leng Jianhui? It became more pure, with countless changes, giving people a feeling that they couldn't be guarded against?

"Buzz!"

The long sword hummed, but it stopped abruptly, pulling Leng Jinghong back to reality. It turned out that Xiao Qitian had already finished a set of swordsmanship, and the long sword flew towards him.

He took the long sword, his eyes closed in vain, and carefully recalled the entire process of Xiao Qitian's sword practice.

Xiao Qitian's eyes flashed with curiosity, looking at Leng Jinghong, whose eyes were closed, and secretly guessing how much the latter had realized.

"Yes, it must be so!" Leng Jinghong's eyes suddenly opened, bursting with a look of confidence. With a shake of the long sword in his hand, the Leng family's swordsmanship slowly unfolded again.

This time, after Leng Jinghong used one move, he didn't wait for the move to get completely old, and then moved on to the next move. At the turning point, although it was still a little blocked, it was obviously much smoother, and there was an indescribable natural charm. The long sword roared softly, hooking and drawing, poking and picking, and everywhere it passed, it actually gave people a strange and changeable feeling.

At this moment, Xiao Qitian suddenly flourished, and said secretly: "Awesome!" You can comprehend this set of swordsmanship to this extent just by looking at it once, this kind of sword talent, even Xiao Qitian, who is used to seeing geniuses from all walks of life, Xiao Qitian, who is the master of the Xuantian sword, has to say a word of admiration!

"Well, it's time to get something for you. He secretly wondered, and suddenly looked into the depths of Tianjian Mountain, his eyes were deep, and the meaning was inexplicable.

On the narrow mountainside, Leng Jinghong practiced the Leng family's swordsmanship over and over again, although there was still some blockage on the way, it became more and more comfortable, and his heart was happy.

Xiao Qitian came back to his senses and pointed out on the side: "You stupid people have also realized something, but it's a pity that the sword marks are too heavy and too clumsy! You have to remember that sword moves are dead, people are alive, no matter how subtle the dead moves are, they will be broken, and even if they are the simplest, they can make people tie their hands and feet, and they can't be guarded against!"

After a pause, he continued: "Learning and applying, integrating the moves, and doing it in one go, that's just the first step, just stepping into the ranks of quasi-masters." A true master, who forgets everything he has learned in his mind, but can summon it at will, and you can never guess what his next move will be and where it will hit. That's the scariest part!"

When Leng Jinghong heard this, he nodded secretly, feeling deeply reasonable.

When facing the enemy, if you can make the move without a trace, the opponent will definitely not be able to let go of your hands and feet, which is equivalent to controlling the initiative, which is really terrifying.

On this day, Xiao Qitian did not teach Leng Jinghong other martial arts after all.

Leng Jinghong didn't feel sorry for it, he had been practicing the Leng family's swordsmanship, indulging in it and unable to extricate himself.

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