Chapter 103: Cultivation in the Back Mountain

Xia Qingshui touched his nose, although he was some distance away from the three of them, his hearing was excellent, and of course he could hear the conversation between the three girls. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"It's not good news that you went too far and was shot, if Jiang Shui knew about it, it would definitely be a blank eye. ”

Jiang Xiaoxian, this girl should still be holding his body at that time at the moment, what he thought was that if he went back and suddenly became powerful, would she ...... Hey, hey, every time he thinks of this, he snickers, and after laughing, he feels sad, go back to an egg, three years of time he is just an insignificant rookie of the little four, said to protect the young master, in fact, the guard who protects the young master is not the captain of the small six yuan, the little seven yuan, the deputy captain level of the character, what is he?

What is it?

This question is profound, he can be regarded as the young master's hundred ghosts at night.

He knew that the Grand Commander was cultivating his own power for the Young Lord, and the monsters of the older generation were actually only considered to be the Grand Commander's team, and had nothing to do with the Young Lord, and only acted in the name of maintaining the Nangong Group when necessary, and the Young Master did not have much power in the group, and the most important thing was that she did not inherit the meaning of the Nangong Group, which made some monsters loyal to the Nangong Group dissatisfied, and the monsters who had reservations about her inheriting the position of the Grand Commander gradually leaned to the opposing side.

"Alas, you still have to be strong. ”

followed the three of them from afar, and then he also completed this escort mission, in the academy, there are special people to protect the young master, he doesn't have to worry about it, he doesn't know why he is worried, it may be because of the sense of belonging to the Nangong group, or it may be because of the friendship between the two.

Xia Qingshui didn't go back immediately, but ran to the back mountain of the Yin Yang Academy, although this is the scope of the school, but it has actually been isolated by the wall, few students come here, and few outsiders come, like Ghost Street, it is an inaccessible place.

Of course, he didn't come to this kind of place to do anything unseemly, but to cultivate, the only spacious courtyard of his family was "occupied" by those monsters from all over the south of the Yangtze River, and he didn't have a good place to practice his sword skills, so he could only think of this.

Senbon Sakura starts, and the data in the lower right of the field of vision emerges.

Sword skills like water: 2/50000.

The same is to slash a hundred thousand cherry blossoms can increase a little proficiency, but the number has increased to five million times to upgrade, five million, he is helpless, and also complains about this, anyone who practices five million times swings the sword, Rao is ordinary person can also become a sword master, if he doesn't taste the sweetness once, he really doesn't want to have any expectations.

Fortunately, cultivating in this way is also to improve one's strength by the way, it is really easy to do, and there is no need to deliberately pursue it, and his father also told him that the road of martial arts is about fighting steadily and consolidating oneself, which is the same as the cultivation path taught in the Xia family compound, and one's body is the most important weapon.

But he now has a thousand cherry blossoms, and he is not a pedantic person, so this kind of magic weapon does not need to be used in vain.

After the warrior becomes the silver rank, improving the strength is no longer the main training pursuit, and the strength becomes the greatest reliance of the warrior, which can not only protect the internal organs, but also float on the surface of the body to deal with some supernatural powers, such as Yunyi's shadow ability to deal with Ming Ziwu.

What Xia Qingshui has to do now is to exercise the strength that wraps his internal organs, but unfortunately, the rich qi at the dantian has no training method, but when he advances in the martial arts level, his strength will increase a little.

The two types of qi are not the same, the qi at the dantian can be used to condense and enhance the strength and speed of the body, while the qi generated by the advanced silver stage is mainly used to defend and restore physical strength.

In fact, he has always had an idea, Qingxing Lantern, that red light incident touched him deeply, after the red light entered the dantian, the strength there doubled, it was really incredible, although he couldn't think of a reason, but he also knew that it was a great benefit, if he cultivated Yu Mila to summon Qingxing Lantern by himself, could he use this method to improve his strength?

"Phew!"

It's almost like wanting to die, but he hasn't forgotten the painful thing about ghost stories.

The breeze in the forest is blowing, the leaves are rustling, the sun is shining, and the morning fog in the morning has a hint of fairyland.

There is no sorrow or joy, only the thousand cherry blossoms in his hand begin to turn.

There is no swordsmanship in his mind, or rather, the memory of swordsmanship has not been unlocked, but this does not prevent him from becoming a master of swords, this kind of monster is born to take the path of assassination, you don't see my figure, I kill you in the shadow.

He learned from the Great Commander that the realm of the monster slippery scoop is called the mirror to stop the water, that is, even if you stand in front of the enemy, the enemy can't see you, it is a special assassination ability, but he can't use it, because he can't understand that humans are human beings, even if the body is a monster, it can't be separated from the subconscious of the definition of itself.

Fortunately, although he doesn't have his own realm, his sword skills are quite good.

The usage of the knife is very flexible, and the way of holding the knife determines the move, in which both hands, one hand or even two fingers can be used as the grip of the knife, but they all pay attention to a stable word, which is very similar to martial arts, stable, and can be varied.

Although Xia Qingshui has only been learning knives for three years, he has also tried relevant grips when he practices on weekdays, and practice makes perfect for a long time, after all, a million swings of the knife can't always be all horizontal splits and stabs, he always changes tricks to play, which can be regarded as a relief from boredom.

Two-handed grip, pay attention to the indomitable momentum, the sword is destined to be a weapon without too much defensive performance, the move is mainly vertical slash and horizontal slashing; Pick,Just these two things are varied;Two accusations are the most difficult of the three grips,Like dealing with the tail needle of the three-tailed fox,The thousand cherry blossoms he threw out formed a flower curtain to block the tail needles that attacked the young masters,Turning into cherry blossoms is just an illusion effect,But in fact, these cherry blossoms are blades,It is also the effect of using two fingers to manipulate the use,Two fingers clamp the handle of the knife up and down a staggered movement,Let the knife rotate,And then the fingers stir with the handle,With the blessing of the demon power,The blade rotates at high speed,This blocked the tail needle。

While practicing swordsmanship, the qi that wraps the internal organs is also mobilized, and it floats and disappears on the surface of his body with a certain rhythm, like breathing, which is very similar to the "Yin and Yang Breath Formula", only one is a real breath, and the other is indeed "breathing", and this rhythm will cause the internal organs to resonate, so as to extract the qi in the human body, so as to increase the total amount of qi.

Xia Qingshui's movement of swinging the knife was very smooth, flowing smoothly, the front span backhand was obliquely picked, the blade of the knife turned, and then another horizontal slash was rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and the elbow was bent all the way, and Chibon Sakura seemed to even be poking through the air.

He had practiced these movements tens of thousands of times, and he couldn't be more familiar, and the sound of the knife continued to sound in the forest, occasionally slashing a few trees, leaving deep knife marks on the trunk, and with the strength of his body, the fallen leaves that were swept by the blade also fluttered around him, refusing to fall.