The sun is shining.

In the courtyard, in a bucket filled with blood-red liquid, Yang Ningfeng sat cross-legged in the medicine barrel, his hands were crossed, and a strange seal was placed in front of him, his eyes were closed, his breathing was steady and powerful, with every breath he had, the blood-red liquid in the barrel faded a few copies, and the blood-red liquid that could be seen by the naked eye emitted a faint blood-red mist, slowly climbing to the top of his head, and then drilling into his body from the top of his head, as the blood-red mist continued to enter the body, Yang Ningfeng's original pale face increased a few copies of blood color and became ruddy。

As if sensing the rapid recovery of his body and the rapid reduction of his injuries, Yang Ningfeng's face began to slowly raise a shallow smile of relief.

It was just a little more than an hour, and Yang Ningfeng's dark eyes opened.

"Whew!"

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid breath in his chest, Yang Ningfeng was already becoming radiant, his face was a few times better than before he was injured, looking at the Blood Tiger Sword lying on the rocking chair, he said happily: "Senior, your liquid medicine is so amazing! I was so seriously injured, it was so fast, if this liquid medicine is taken out and sold, it will definitely be a hot commodity again." ”

Cultivators, who dares to guarantee that they will not be injured?

"Of course, it doesn't look at who deserves it. However, if you want to learn, I can teach you how to prepare this medicine Peiyuan Silt Liquid, and you can use this to give you the injured who need to be healed in the future. The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit turned over and looked at Yang Ningfeng, who was still sitting in the medicine barrel, and said.

"Yes, of course I want to learn. ”

Yang Ningfeng's face was happy, he copied his hand, took the clothes placed next to him in his hand, then came out of the medicine barrel and quickly put on the clothes.

"Listen, too. ”

The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit turned over and flew up, landing on Yang Ningfeng's side, and then with a wave of his hand, a new wooden bucket containing half a bucket of water appeared in front of him, and then the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit flipped over his hand, and a medicinal herb appeared in his hand, and then began to say the name of the medicinal herb while explaining how to mix it.

In fact, it is not difficult to prepare the medicinal liquid, the difficult thing is to know which herb needs how much weight, which herb to put first, which herb to put later, cumbersome but not complicated.

Soon, the water in the wooden barrel had already turned into blood red like the medicinal liquid that Yang Ningfeng had soaked just now.

"Come, make it yourself. ”

After the blending, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit Hand waved lightly, and the water in the wooden barrel turned into clear water again, and then all the medicinal materials needed for the preparation instantly appeared next to the wooden barrel.

The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit took two steps back and motioned for Yang Ningfeng to make a move, he watched from the sidelines, if Yang Ningfeng did something wrong, he would remind him.

Once, twice, three times......

Yang Ningfeng made eight consecutive deployments before he successfully blended Peiyuan's sludge liquid.

"Yes, you can succeed in eight times, which can be regarded as a bit of understanding! There is still time, you should seize the time to practice the sword!"

The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit looked at the blood-red potion in the barrel, nodded with satisfaction, and then floated back to the rocking chair.

Yang Ningfeng began to walk to the wooden stake that would always split and recover, and reached out to grab the Blood Tiger Sword that was inserted upside down on the ground, and the vitality energy in his body worked, and the sword slashed down angrily......

Practicing swords like this is the most boring and boring cultivation, but Yang Ningfeng is tireless in swinging his sword.

This serious injury made him deeply aware that his current strength was indeed weak and pitiful, and he had to cultivate even more......

In the Blood Tiger Space, Yang Ningfeng kept swinging his sword, but in the ancient tomb, he just sat calmly.

When almost two hours had passed outside, on top of the cliff, there was a row of Qingyun Gang people with a number of nearly three hundred. Standing next to the cliff, many of the Qingyun Gang's gangers were shocked, and their legs trembled, but they were afraid of being laughed at by the brothers in the gang, so they held on one by one.

"After searching for so long, I haven't found any trace of that kid, it's very likely that he jumped from here!"

"Jump down from here?" Hearing this, the seventh master of the Qingyun Gang showed a look of disbelief on his face: "Where is there a life to jump so high?

"Nothing is impossible. If he hadn't jumped off and was still on it, our people would have found him a long time ago. But now it can't be found, and the only possibility is not to jump. Didn't you say that he was carried away by a golden monkey? People can't jump, but monkeys can. You see, looking down from here, there are rattan strips, which is enough for a monkey to easily descend to the bottom of this cliff. "Thin old man, the second leader of the Qingyun Gang pointed to the rattan that spread downwards and said.

When he said this, many people noticed these rattans spreading downward, and a look of sudden realization appeared on their faces.

"Well, listening to what the second master said, it's possible, why didn't I think of it before?"

The seventh master nodded, looked at the second master with admiration, and said. When he was done, he squatted down, stretched out his hand and pulled a few rattans vigorously, then looked up and said, "Then we will also go down this rattan." That kid was so badly injured that he wouldn't be able to run far, maybe he was under this cliff right now. ”

"No need, let's go back!" But the second master shook his head.

"This kid has killed so many of us, so forget it?" When the seventh master heard this, he stood up in surprise.

"It's not that we forget it, but we don't need to waste time here. I'll come, and if I can find this kid, I'll kill him, but if I can't, I'll let him go for the time being. Don't you know that Yang Wenxuan, the patriarch of the Yang family, may personally go to Wushi Town to investigate the jade that his Yang family was robbed a few days ago. The second master said.

"Yang Wenxuan is here in person, hehe, with the second elder of Yan Gu here, then he will have no return!" The eyes of the seventh master lit up, and then said with a sneer.

"Just leave a few people here, and the rest will all pay back. After doing this big thing first, I will send people here to vigorously hunt down this kid. A little kid can't turn the sky. "The second master waved his hand and walked first.

"You, and a few of you stay and guard, as soon as that kid appears, report immediately!"

The seventh master pointed to a few of his subordinates, and after explaining, he followed quickly.

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Trumpet!

A sword slashed down, and the stake split into three.

Call!

Seeing the stake split into three, Yang Ningfeng couldn't help but let out a long breath, the Blood Tiger Sword in his hand fell out of his hand, and the whole person sat down, rubbing his sore left arm and saying, "It's finally progressed!" It's just that I really don't know when I'll be able to swing the sword with one sword, it's really eight swords." ”

"Hehe, in fact, your thinking has entered a misunderstanding. ”

Hearing this, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit smiled: "In your thoughts, it must be more difficult the further you go, right?"

"Isn't it so difficult now, how easy is it to swing eight swords with one sword, and nine swords with one stake?" Of course, it is even more difficult!" Yang Ningfeng was tired enough, so he simply sat cross-legged and asked in confusion while secretly breathing.

"It stands to reason. But have you ever thought that you find it difficult now, it is because your strength is insufficient, and the Blood Tiger Sword is too heavy in your hands. But as your strength increases, and the Blood Tiger Sword becomes lighter in your hand, then you still think it will be difficult to get the sword out quickly?"

"This ......" Yang Ningfeng couldn't react for a while.

"Try it yourself!"

The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit smiled slightly, and with a flick of his fingers, a black sword flew towards Yang Ningfeng.

Yang Ningfeng stretched out his right hand and took the sword in his hand.

Although this sword was exactly the same as the Blood Tiger Sword, it was much lighter to handle, and it felt that it was not as heavy as the sword his father gave him.

"Don't you think this sword is light? Tell you, this sword is definitely more than twice as heavy as your father's sword. You feel light now, that's because you are now practicing a sword that weighs more than 300 catties, and in the process of practicing the sword, you have begun to adapt to this weight, and you feel much lighter when you change to other swords. Moreover, you are now a master strength, and your strength is not comparable to your previous five-stage Shi grade. ”

The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit said, pointing to the stake, and then said, "Now you try to split the stake with this sword in your hand, and use it as fast as you can to see how many swords you can chop." ”

"With this sword?"

Yang Ningfeng's eyes lit up, he turned over and stood up, handed the sword to his left hand, and then took a deep breath and slashed it with all his might.

Trumpet!

The wooden stake opened in response, and Yang Ningfeng looked at it, a little dumbfounded!

"I can actually split five swords now?" looked at the wooden stake, and then looked at the sword in his hand, Yang Ningfeng didn't dare to look alike.

"In fact, the Nine Xuan Slayer Divine Sword does not necessarily have to be cast with the Blood Tiger Sword, as long as you can instantly split the Nine Swords, you can learn the first form of this sword technique. It's just that if you use the Blood Tiger Sword, you can exert the strongest power of this style. The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit said.

While!

Yang Ningfeng directly threw away the sword in his hand, and then picked up the three-hundred-and-sixty-pound Blood Tiger Sword again, his eyes flashed with determination, and said, "I understand! But if you want to learn, you have to learn the best, so I still won't use a sword lighter than the Blood Tiger Sword to cultivate in the future." ”

"Haha, if you have ambition, you have to learn the best, well, you kid is the one who suits my temper the most. As long as you can reach the point where the Blood Tiger Sword is also light and nothing in your hands, any sword in the world will be able to wield freely in your hands in the future. The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit laughed with relief!

"I won't let you down. ”

Yang Ningfeng's hand holding the sword tightened, and then with a deep sigh, the Blood Tiger Sword was raised again, slashed, and cultivated again.

The sword is swinging faster and faster, and the vitality in the body is constantly growing upward......

Finally, the spar energy was exhausted, and Yang Ningfeng came out of the Blood Tiger space.

"Kim!"

As soon as he came out, when Yang Ningfeng opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Jin lying on the steps at this time, waiting for him, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and shouted softly.

Hearing Yang Ningfeng's shout, Xiao Jin turned around and saw that Yang Ningfeng had woken up, and he was in good spirits, with obvious joy on his face, and then suddenly it flashed and fell on Yang Ningfeng's shoulder.

Boom!

However, just as Xiao Jin wanted a dull voice to sound, Yang Ningfeng felt as if his heart was suddenly scratched by something, and he felt a faint pain. And Xiao Jin's face turned pale for a while, and suddenly it fell on Yang Ningfeng's shoulder, and his body trembled.