Gu Weng smiled slightly, he had already guessed that Wei Wuji would come back in exchange for other martial arts. [Full text reading]

Everyone who took away the Thirteen Swords of Headwind would come back in exchange for other martial arts, and Wei Wuji would naturally be no exception.

Wei Wuji went on to tell Gu Weng that he didn't have family merit points.

"I know, I can call the shots, you don't have to worry. ”

Gu Weng looked at Wei Wuji and said with a smile, "Seeing that your strength has also increased, it is now the late stage of the First Heavy Heaven, which is really unexpected by the old man." ”

"The younger generation doesn't dare to relax in cultivation, so they can make a little progress. Compared to those who have made consecutive progressions, my progress is not enough at all. Wei Wuji replied.

Some of the disciples of Weijiazhuang were selected to enter the cultivation of the family, and some of them were promoted quickly in strength, such as Wei Ziyan, who was continuously promoted and became a cultivator of the Six Heavens.

Gu Weng knew what Wei Wuji was referring to, nodded and asked, "I don't know how far you have practiced your Thirteen Swords Against the Wind?"

Wei Wuji's face was a little embarrassed, "The junior is dull and can't comprehend all of them, so he only cultivates the first sword style of the Thirteen Swords Against the Wind." ”

"The cultivation of the thirteen swords against the wind is all in order, step by step, of course, it is to cultivate the first sword style first. ”

Gu Weng said with a smile, "Then you can tell me, to what extent has the first sword style been cultivated, should it be that you haven't practiced at all?" According to the clan rules, I must ask carefully and explain to my own family. ”

"The junior qualifications are not good, the comprehension is not enough, and the first sword style is only cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng. Wei Wuji had no choice but to bite the bullet and replied.

The scene was silent, and Gu Weng and Deacon Zhang froze in place, like puppets.

Wei Wuji looked at the expressions of the two of them, and was surprised in his heart, but it was difficult to ask out loud, so he had to stand in place and accompany the two of them in a daze.

"You said, you will go against the wind and practice the first sword form of the thirteen swords...... Cultivating to the realm of Xiaocheng, is this true?" Gu Weng's tone was a little unstable, and he looked at Wei Wuji and asked.

"Exactly, in front of the seniors, the younger generations dare not lie at all. Wei Wuji replied.

"Take the sword!" Deacon Zhang turned around, took a long sword from the shelf by the wall, and threw it to Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji turned sideways, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

"Use the sword style you cultivated, the first sword style of the Thirteen Swords Xiaocheng Realm against the wind, make a move to me, I want to see what yours are. Deacon Zhang looked at Wei Wuji and said slowly.

"Which junior is bold. Wei Wuji didn't shirk either, bowed and saluted, pulled a sword flower with his long sword, put on an attacking posture, and looked at the other party.

Whew, a breeze rose from the ground, lingering around Wei Wuji, his clothes swaying gently.

"It's windy......"

Deacon Zhang's eyes widened, and he looked at Wei Wuji in front of him without blinking, for fear of missing a little.

Gu Weng next to him also had the same expression, watching Wei Wuji's changes, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Wei Wuji instantly took out his sword, a little cold, and in Deacon Zhang's eyes, it suddenly became larger.

The sword qi was rampant, and the breeze suddenly turned into a violent wind, whistling towards Deacon Zhang.

The two figures instantly approached and became entangled together.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

Deacon Zhang's sword caught up in an instant, and the two swords collided in the air, erupting into a series of sonorous collision sounds.

Attack and defense, like lightning and flint, the two figures separated, stretched apart, and looked at each other.

"The juniors did their best. Wei Wuji was out of breath and unstable.

"It's really a small success, Wei Wuji, you're very good, I'm so surprised. Deacon Zhang's face was calm, nodded and said, "You are much stronger than me back then, I am not as good as you......"

"Why did Deacon Zhang say this? The juniors were puzzled. Wei Wuji asked.

"Didn't I tell you just now that I gave up this set of swordsmanship, and now my family is known as the number one genius in swordsmanship, and Wei Yijian also gave up this set of swordsmanship?"

"Yes, you told me that it was right to choose the most suitable martial art for you. After you and Wei Yijian practiced, you found that your choice was wrong, and you immediately gave up. It's a shame that the younger generation broke through the south wall before they knew to turn back. Wei Wuji replied.

When Deacon Zhang heard Wei Wuji's words, he was stunned, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say.

"Hehe, I'll talk about the back. Gu Weng walked over, looked at Deacon Zhang and said, "You are such a big person, I won't talk about you." ”

"Yes, Master. Deacon Zhang nodded in reply.

When Wei Wuji heard the answer, he realized that Deacon Zhang was Gu Weng's disciple.

"Wuji, you are really amazing, you can cultivate the sword style to the realm of Xiaocheng, and I am afraid that no one will believe it when it is passed on. ”

Gu Weng's face showed excitement,

"Wei Yijian is a genius among young people, a swordsmanship genius that no one has matched in the three hundred years of my family. But you don't know that he cultivated the Thirteen Swords Against the Wind, and in three months, he only practiced the first sword style to the initial realm. And you can surpass him and cultivate the first sword style to Xiaocheng, but it takes half the time less than him!"

Wei Wuji was stunned when he heard this, "This ...... This junior didn't expect it. ”

"When Wei Yijian cultivated the sword style, it was the strength of the Five Heavens, but now you are the strength of the One Heavens. You can surpass him, proving that your understanding of swordsmanship is far better than him, and you are stronger than him!"

Gu Weng praised repeatedly, "The old man has never praised anyone so much, Wuji, your understanding is so high, beyond the genius of your family, throughout the hundreds of years of your family, no one's understanding can compare to you." ”

"The seniors are so praised, and the younger generations dare not be ashamed. Wei Wuji was embarrassed and said modestly.

"There is nothing you dare not do, martial arts in the world, strength is respected, if you do it, you should be respected by the world, and now the old man admires you very much, hehe. ”

Gu Weng laughed, turned to Deacon Zhang, and said, "You go and get the things." ”

Deacon Zhang agreed, turned to leave, and after a while, took a wooden box and walked in again.

Gu Weng took the wooden box and opened it, and put a piece of essence stone in front of Wei Wuji, "A piece of essence stone, it is the old man's encouragement to you." ”

"Thank you, seniors. Wei Wuji was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked Gu Weng.

"This martial art, I think it's suitable for you, you can see for yourself. Gu Weng took out a book from the wooden box and placed it in front of Wei Wuji.

"Little upwind swordsmanship?"

Looking at the big characters on the classics, Wei Wuji was surprised.

"Well, it's the little headwind swordsmanship, probably hundreds of years ago, a senior looked at the headwind thirteen swords, and deduced and created a set of swordsmanship, the martial arts of the first grade of the ground level. Gu Weng said.

"Aren't you thanking me soon? This set of swordsmanship can only be obtained by the children of the family, and there is no library in the separate family at all. Deacon Zhang said beside him.

"Thank you for your kindness. Wei Wuji hurriedly thanked Gu Weng.

Gu Weng asked some more about Wei Wuji's cultivation, and then Wei Wuji got up to say goodbye and left the library.

After Wei Wuji left, Gu Weng wrote Wei Wuji's situation into a secret letter, passed it on to the flying pigeon, and sent it to his family.

"Master thinks that the people of this family will include Wei Wuji in their own family for cultivation?" asked Deacon Zhang.

"It is estimated that there is no such possibility, according to his understanding, it is more than enough to enter the family, but his root bones, just a first-order root bones, even if he is outstanding, it is difficult to be accepted by the family. Gu Weng shook his head and sighed.

"He has such a good understanding, if only he could change the bones. Deacon Zhang also felt sorry for Wei Wuji.

"Among the alchemists, there is a rumor that there is a miraculous medicine that can change the root bones. But it's just some rumors, illusory words, and they can't be taken seriously. ”

Gu Weng nodded and said, "Actually, it is not bad for Wei Wuji to be an alchemist, although the alchemist is not as good as a martial arts cultivator......"

The master and apprentice felt sorry for Wei Wuji, talked for a while, and then left