Suddenly, Lan Yue knocked Wu Huaicheng's chest with a wooden stick, and said solemnly: "Pull out your back with your chest, don't hold your chest up, your chest should be flat, and your back should be round." You can wrap your hands around your chest like a ball. The void spirit is strong, the head is pushed up, and the top of the head is like being suspended by a thread. Zama's steps are important in the word 'steady', you must hold on, and your legs must not be soft. ”

Wu Huaicheng has always insisted on it, and if he is slightly unqualified, he will be "strictly disciplined" by Lan Yue. Finally, Wu Huaicheng persevered intermittently for an hour, but this short hour was longer than a year. When Lan Yue said 'stop', Wu Huaicheng immediately lay back on his back, and his limbs no longer had any strength.

Before he could burn incense, he heard Lan Yue shouting there: "Wu Huaicheng, come and practice swordsmanship!"

"But I really can't move. Wu Huaicheng gasped and said.

"Don't talk nonsense, get up for me!" Lan Yue grabbed Wu Huaicheng's ear.

"Ouch, it hurts!" Wu Huaicheng jumped up in pain.

Lan Yue said angrily, "Didn't you just say that you couldn't move?"

"Well, ah, that, haha, didn't I see you so 'gentle' and beautiful, I can't help but feel strong again!" Wu Huaicheng smirked.

Lan Yue said angrily: "Okay, come with me to practice the sword." Wu Huaicheng didn't dare to say anything more, and dragged his tired body to follow Lan Yue to the armory room.

Walking into the weapons room, I saw that there were many kinds of weapons inside, such as knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, Laos, boring, sticks, lances, sticks, crutches, meteor hammers, and eighteen kinds of weapons. Wu Huaicheng opened his eyes again, touching that, touching this, like a child who has never seen the world. Lan Yue ignored him and walked straight to the innermost part of the armory room.

Wu Huaicheng walked and looked, and found that although there were many weapons here, most of them were sword weapons, ordinary swords were directly placed on the shelves, and the precious fairy swords were hidden in the box and could not be shown. Somehow, seeing this never-before-seen weapon, Wu Huaicheng's heart had a feeling of blood boiling.

At this time, Lan Yue had already reached the innermost part of the armory room, she stopped, opened an old and tattered cabinet, and took out a very delicate rectangular box from it. I don't know if it was Wu Huaicheng's dazzle, or some other reason, he faintly saw a faint red light overflowing from the box.

Lan Yue opened the box, and suddenly ten thousand red lights shot out from the box, which was extremely dazzling, Wu Huaicheng half-covered his eyes with his hands, and did not dare to go further. Lan Yue looked solemn, holding the box in both hands and placing it on his chest. Then, an extremely pure and extremely bright light floated out of the box and slowly rose. Wu Huaicheng looked intently and saw a fairy sword.

I saw a ball of brilliance blooming out, like a hibiscus out of the water graceful and clear, the carving on the hilt of the sword like the stars running out of a deep light, the sword body and the sun are integrated, like clear water overflowing the pond calmly and stretching, and the blade of the sword is like a cliff standing thousands of miles towering and majestic......

"This is ......," Wu Huaicheng was almost speechless in surprise.

"The name of this sword is Chunjun, and my Qingying Sword is the same, it is also an ancient divine weapon, it is very powerful, rare in the world, it was found by my father ten years ago under the Hell Flame Valley, so it is collected here. Lan Yue said, letting go of her hands, and the box containing the sword fell gently to the ground like a leaf. Then, Lan Yue raised his right hand violently, and held the Pure Jun Immortal Sword in his hand, and the light on the Pure Jun Immortal Sword was several times better than Fang Cai.

Although Wu Huaicheng was surprised, his brain was spinning fast enough, and he said in a trembling voice: "This sword, no, it won't be given to me, right?"

With a "swish", the Chunjun sword was cut off on the head, and it landed in front of Wu Huaicheng, only three centimeters away from his nose. Wu Huaicheng was taken aback and didn't dare to move any more.

"Father said, this Pure Jun Immortal Sword is temporarily lent to you for cultivation, and you should take it back after a year. Lan Yue said lightly.

"Ah, won't I run out of weapons again in a year?" Wu Huaicheng complained.

"You don't have to worry about this, wait until you get to the Tianshan Mountain ......" Lan Yue seemed to be about to say something, but swallowed it stiffly, and said: "In the future, you will use this Pure Jun Sword to practice first!" As she spoke, she handed the sword to Wu Huaicheng, who took the Pure Jun Sword with both hands, feeling that the weight was not light.

But as soon as this sword reached Wu Huaicheng's hand, the light immediately dispersed. Seeing Wu Huaicheng's puzzled expression, Lan Yue explained: "Your current Dao practice is not enough, so you can't urge the true qi to stimulate the power of the Pure Jun Immortal Sword, and it will be dim. When you have a small success, the pure Jun sword will shine. Wu Huaicheng didn't know what to do, and nodded as if he didn't understand.

Then, the two returned to the practice room and began to practice swordsmanship.

Lan Yue and Wu Huaicheng were five meters apart, standing side by side, Lan Yue was holding the Qingying Sword, Wu Huaicheng was holding the Chunjun Sword, Lan Yue made a move, and Wu Huaicheng followed with a move.

It may be that Wu Huaicheng is very talented in swordsmanship, or it may be that practicing swordsmanship is more interesting than Zamabu, Wu Huaicheng only took half an hour to memorize all the sword moves of the Lan Yue Sect, and it is also handy to use it, but the pure Jun sword is still as lusterless as before.

"Boy, you're learning pretty fast!" Lan Yue exclaimed sincerely.

"Thank you, Miss, for the compliment!" Wu Huaicheng said with a grin.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and practice for me ten more times!" Lan Yue seemed to be a little angry, maybe she was a little unaccustomed to men's rhetoric.

"Ten times?" Wu Huaicheng opened his mouth in surprise, but seeing Lan Yue's beautiful eyes, Wu Huaicheng had to secretly say: "What a moody girl!" In his hand, he picked up Chunjun very reluctantly, and once again practiced swordsmanship

Unconsciously, an hour passed, and Wu Huaicheng also stopped the sword in his hand.

Wu Huaicheng, who had just sat down and hadn't had time to drink a sip of water, was called up by Lan Yue again, only to hear Lan Yue say: "What you just practiced was just some sword moves, even if you learn them all, you can only deal with a few bandits and robbers, and as soon as the master makes a move, you will have no power to fight back." Lan Yue paused, and then said: "So now, let's start learning the Heavenly Demon Sword Sect's introductory mental method - Demon Transformation!"

Hearing this, Wu Huaicheng had no choice but to nod yes, and then as if he suddenly remembered something, he asked with a pleading face: "My eldest lady, when can we rest for a while?"

"You don't have to worry about this, I've thought it all out. We began to practice demon transformation at the end of the day, ate and rested at noon, and began to practice other exercises after half an hour. Then, eat and rest for half an hour, then practice, and finally go to bed. How's that, not bad?" Lan Yue said with a relaxed expression.

After listening to this, Wu Huaicheng seemed to have fallen into the Ice Cave of Ten Thousand Tribulations, this day is simply worse than death, and he is about to catch up with the sprint before the college entrance examination!

Seeing Wu Huaicheng's sad face, Lan Yue said slightly angrily: "It seems that you are unwilling?"

Wu Huaicheng secretly said in his heart: "Where am I unwilling, I am quite unwilling!" But how can I say this to Lan Yue? Wu Huaicheng showed a reluctant smile on his face and said, "I am very willing to do anything!"

"Hmph, come here and sit down, I'll pass on your first-level mental method of transforming demons. Lan Yue said coldly.

The two sat cross-legged on the stone couch in the middle of the room, looking at each other, with a half-meter gap in between.

Lan Yue said slowly: "Demon Transformation ** is the introductory mental method of the Heavenly Demon Sword Sect, and all disciples who worship under my Heavenly Demon Sword Sect must practice this exercise. In the early stage of this exercise, the main purpose of this exercise is to guide qi into the body, store true qi, gather strength, and improve the path. In the later stage, he can use the stored true qi to inject the immortal sword he holds, and cooperate with the sword moves he has learned, exerting great power. ”

Jian Wu Huaicheng listened with relish, and Lan Yue said again: "Although the Demon Transformation ** is an introductory mental method, it is also the supreme mental method of my Heavenly Demon Sword Sect. The demon ** is divided into twelve layers, and each layer must go through some arduous practice. The first level is entry, and those with better qualifications also need to study for one year, and each subsequent level will increase the study time by one year. But when they reach the sixth layer, there will be a watershed, where most cultivators will stagnate, and even more will do nothing for the rest of their lives, even those with outstanding qualifications will have to practice for ten years before they can break through the sixth layer. After the seventh layer, it is even more profound and difficult, and the cultivation time increases. It is said that if you cultivate to the twelfth layer, you can turn into a real demon, and the demon cultivated by this method will not die or be destroyed, and the world will not learn it, and the power of nature can be held in your hands. ”

Wu Huaicheng was surprised: "Miss, how many levels have you practiced now?"

"I've only reached the seventh level now. Lan Yue said lightly.

According to what you said, from the first layer to the seventh layer, it will take twenty-five years for those who have good qualifications, but aren't you only eighteen years old now?" Wu Huaicheng asked puzzled.

"Of course, the better the qualifications, the shorter the cultivation time. I've been practicing demon-transforming since I was three years old, and it's been fifteen years now. I was able to break through the sixth layer of Demon Transformation in a relatively short period of time, which only means that my qualifications are better. After that, there was a hint of smugness between Lan Yue's eyebrows.

Wu Huaicheng hurriedly patted his ass and said, "Oh my God, aren't you a one-in-a-million martial arts wizard!"

Lan Yue shook his head and said, "Compared to my brother, I'm not worth mentioning!" He is only two years older than me, but he has already cultivated the Demon Transformation ** to the tenth layer, and it won't be long before he can catch up with my father's eleventh layer, and he is known as the most outstanding genius of the Heavenly Demon Sword Sect in a hundred years." ”

"It's only three floors away, and you'll soon catch up with your brother. Wu Huaicheng comforted.

"Don't talk nonsense if you haven't cultivated, do you know how difficult it is for this demon ** to practice every layer?" Lan Yue said solemnly.

Wu Huaicheng was taken aback, and then asked, "So are there any people who have practiced to the twelfth floor?"

"Legend has it that four hundred years ago, when the Heavenly Demon Sect had not yet divided the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect, the sect master at that time was a person named Blood Demon, who had cultivated the Demon Transformation ** to the twelfth layer, and incarnated into a real demon, so as to unify the Demon Dao. However, I heard that he was later sealed by the righteous path. ”

"Alright, let's stop there. I will pass on to you the mental method of the first layer of demon transformation ** now, just say it once, you must keep it in mind. Lan Yue is colorful. Wu Huaicheng nodded slightly.