A ring made Qingfeng completely alone, and the ferocity and impulse that almost slapped him to death with one palm lingered in everyone's minds.

Aomine finally entered the quasi-guard, and there were nineteen people with him, and Aomine didn't recognize them, and they never wanted to have anything to do with Aomine. After all, it is still the righteousness here, and the dream of the three righteous brothers was completely shattered by Qingfeng, and there will be only one winner left between him and the righteousness, and no one thinks that it will be Qingfeng.

Dayi didn't show up for a few days, and all three younger brothers became crippled, which was enough to give him a headache for a while.

During this period, Qingfeng finally got his wish and lived a stable spiritual life. Meals were provided every day, the gravity array was fully open, and he fell into the hardships of a madman.

On this day, he came to a stele forest on the side of the gravity array, which was the place where martial arts were inherited.

The stone tablets represent the exercises of a door, and most of them are the basic fists and feet of the ink period. During the ink period, through the spirituality of the inscription, through the cultivation of mimicry, the assassin absorbs the Yuan Force between heaven and earth, transforms the body, and makes it more suitable for the law of Yuan Li. During this period, the body will become stronger and stronger, but it is still difficult to truly gather Yuan Force, so there are not many advanced exercises. It wasn't until the forging period that the Yuan Force in the body flowed and the body surface was overflowing, and it was really able to use the Yuan Force to urge a powerful method.

This does not mean that the exercises in the ink period are insignificant, on the contrary, the practice of fists and feet weapons in the ink period will directly determine the choice of exercises and practice habits in the future, which is of vital significance.

For a long time, Qingfeng has practiced the wolf pattern of "five steps and three pounces", if you want to dig deeper, he tattooed an inch of Qingnei nine-tailed demon fox, in the eyes of others, its thorn text and exercises are definitely a strange combination. But what he actually tattooed was "chasing souls", which was a kind of absolutely peculiar thorn text, and it could not be measured by common sense. His soul was taken away by the nine-tailed demon fox, and only the thorned nine-tailed demon fox can be more in line with the remnants of the demon qi in the sea of knowledge, and get twice the result with half the effort, and in the future, the act of "chasing the soul" will also require the fox demon to make the soul stable. Moreover, if you want to achieve extremely strong strength, and finally be the strongest person who is approaching the Tianxuan Period, Zenu, it is inevitable to fight! The key to its assassination is the soul, and the exercises have a larger choice.

Nowadays, Qingfeng's practice of five steps and three pounces is deep, and it is difficult to change. As long as you choose one more weapon kung fu, it is enough. This is precisely for this reason.

Looking at the dense exercises, Qingfeng was directly dazzled. "Thunderbolt Fist", "Thunder Fire Palm", "Soul Killer Hand", "Heavenly Remnant Foot", "Shadowless Leg", these fists and feet are all directly skipped.

"White Tiger Sword", "Mantis Knife", "West Wind Hook"......

It wasn't until the appearance of the weapon monument that Qingfeng slowed down and walked step by step, one by one, one by one, which made Qingfeng frown more and more when he looked at it. With this dazzling effort, how should he choose?

"Tianzun, help me choose. There was no one around, Aomine muttered quietly.

"What's there to choose, garbage, it's all garbage!"

"There are good and bad garbage! I need at least ten years to enter the forging body, and ten years of practicing this weapon can't be sloppy!"

"Ten years..."Tianzun's breath stagnated, as if he was about to scold again, but then he paused, did not scold, and said helplessly: "Whatever you want, whatever you want." That's it, just this in front of you, you're going to practice this for ten years......"

Qingfeng's stubbornness, tenacity and patience made Tianzun have to be convinced.

Look at the front of you, "Sword?" Aomine muttered. Tianzun looked casual, as if he didn't pay attention at all, and just took it casually, making Qingfeng look at this simple exercise, frowning a little.

Look at the inscription again, the sword is the basic skill of the ancestors of the people, all over the world, all knowing. The action is quite simple, chopping, chopping, teasing, stabbing, practicing to the extreme, and the knife is like electricity. Compared with other exercises around, the sword has the longest inheritance, but it is also the simplest, and its power is really worrying.

"Tianzun, are you sure this is the best? I look at the mantis knife over there, it kills people in a row, and the power is amazing! Isn't it better than the service knife?" Qingfeng asked suspiciously.

"Love to practice or not!"

"......" Qingfeng suddenly choked.

Although he was questioning, Qingfeng still trusted Tianzun very much, although this old guy was usually very unreliable and always encouraged him to die, but the occasional guidance really benefited him a lot. Now, Qingfeng is interested in the sword, a set of simple exercises, which have been passed down for thousands of years, and spread all over the world, there is always some truth!

"That's it!" Gritting his teeth, Aomine suddenly memorized the sword method carefully and carefully. After finishing, he didn't linger, turned around and left the stele forest directly.

In the camp of the quasi-guards, there is a huge playground with stone slabs, which is generally the same as in the guard camp, but there are four playgrounds in the guard camp, and the gravity array has a second-grade gravity array, a third-grade gravity array, and a fourth-grade gravity array. The playground of the quasi-guard is much worse, with only a gravity array, but it is the most suitable for the ink period.

On the playground, there were bursts of shouting, and the young men and men all practiced hard.

Aomine occupies a corner alone, his eyes are very serious, holding a light knife made of bone in his hand, sometimes frowning and thinking, sometimes gesturing and exploring, and is rapidly absorbing the routine of the sword. The people around consciously drew a clear boundary with Aomine, keeping a distance, as if it had become Aomine's world.

Aomine didn't care about this, but enjoyed it. The effect of the first-grade gravity array made him very burdened, making his cultivation even more difficult and effective. After nine years of hard work and hard work, he finally got the qualification to enter this playground, and Qingfeng cherished it more than anyone else! I can't wait for everyone to ignore him, so let him enjoy the practice of the Yipin gravity array alone.

Time flies, seven days pass in a blink of an eye. Aomine had been cultivating on the gravity array for seven days.

Ha!

With a shout, the bone knife in his hand seemed to turn into a pale light and slash straight down. He has been practicing for seven days, and finally has a trace of charm.