Walking on the path of the village, Jian Xu had a sad feeling in his heart, which made him very depressed at the moment, after all, seeing that he had worked so hard, he finally found the young eagle, but in the end he found that this was not the most fundamental problem at all. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Could it be that if you can't improve your cultivation, you can't be a human being, and you don't have any merit.

Of course, this is just a little emotion in his heart about his past, and his strength is now not low for his peers. On the contrary, it is now very outstanding.

In the past, Jian Xu always complained that he thought that a waste like himself, in a world where the strong are respected, I am afraid that only he can hold the inflatable doll and get his own life!

So there was a scene of Jian Xu lamenting.

"What a cheat!" Jian Xu didn't know how many words he had cursed, he was very dissatisfied with his situation after crossing, and when he woke up from his memory, he never thought that he would cross, let alone become a waste young master after crossing!

Is this fate?"

According to Lin Xu's thoughts, although innate talent is required for cultivation, he believes that talent often does not determine the final achievement!

If you want to go further in cultivation, you need a heart that endures loneliness and is strong, and you need a Dao heart that never gives up and pursues never-ending.

Jian Xu shook the sword in his hand and said firmly: "No matter how cruel the reality is, no one can take that step out of this day and place. ”

"But all this will change because of me!"

I remember that a god of war once said to his subordinates: "Cultivation is an indescribable loneliness and loneliness, and there is an indescribable sweetness and bitterness in the deep voice." ”

Don't always complain that the world is unfair to you, but look at what you have done for the world.

Lying on the ground and looking at the vast sky. Clench your fists. Said to the wisp of thought that was reluctant to leave. "Don't worry, I'll be you and you'll be me, and I'll never let anyone insult me again!"

Whoever insults me, I must let him taste the power of my fists and sword.

I will also step into the supreme eternal path and bring back those who once insulted me, the obsession of my previous life. And find out the real cause of the death of your parents and avenge them.

When Jian Xu made these vows in his heart, the last bond of the original soul he felt disappeared. His soul was completely integrated into this body.

Jian Xu thought that although the two original owner's parents were not his own parents, after all, he inherited the body of his child's child and had such a beautiful aunt, and Jian Xu had to thank them no matter what he said.

After all, a person as kind as him is very rare now, Jian Xu still said to himself.

"There are less than a few hours before the Lin family will start this battle, but I still don't have any way to deal with it. Jian Xu's face was full of sorrow and was printed on his face, and he sighed, it is really a person who needs to bear more and more responsibilities as his ability increases!

Jian Xu stopped at a small stream in the village, and after washing his face with water, he was irritable. Carrying the sword, he came to the village under the old tree behind his love station and began to practice swordsmanship.

This set of swordsmanship is called the Dimeng Swordsmanship, which has a total of seven styles, and it is a set of precious swordsmanship that he had no intention of obtaining in his previous life.

Close your eyes. Through Haohai Yuanming, all the pictures of the heart sword moves flowed from his heart and engraved them in his mind, and the oblique handle of Jian Xu's right hand was stretched out by himself as Tianmeng Jianping, and he began to practice from the first style.

Unlike the usual obscure and lame feet, now there is no obstruction in dancing the sword, and there is a sense of pleasure that comes naturally.

Cha!

A flying fallen leaf was chopped open, and without any feeling, continued to dance.

Type 1, Type 2, Type 3,...... Seventh Formula.

Gradually, Jian Xu's sword moves have been freed from the shackles, not only the sword dance speed is extremely fast, the movements are light, and unrestrained, swinging freely, and then rushed to the seventh style of 'Dream Slash' in one breath, and in an instant, the sword light was like a smart loach, easily passing through several fallen leaves in different positions.

Putting away his sword, he was also a little surprised.

You must know that for beginners, even the most basic martial arts are difficult to master, not only because of the level of talent, but more importantly, the ability to adapt to new things.

Jian Xu danced faster and faster, the sense of substitution became stronger and stronger, and a unique charm began to emerge slowly in the flowing movements.

Jian Xu has a feeling that whenever he is lonely and lonely in the dead of night, the effect of coming out to practice martial arts is more than twice as high as the effect of hard training.

After lunch, Jian Xu's quiet combat power was there, and the night wind blew. Suddenly, he had an understanding in his heart. With his eyes wide open, he looked at the mountain in the distance, and there was an urge in his heart to go up and take a look.

As soon as Jian Xu had this idea, he put it into action, and left the hospital without hesitation, and hurried away with light skills.

In the midst of a vast mountain range, two sword-shaped peaks with a height of 1,000 zhang stood a distance of 100 meters under the vast sea of clouds.

The two sword-shaped peaks were so steep that they looked like two enlarged versions of their swords stuck between heaven and earth, and there was no place to climb.

At the top of these two sword-shaped peaks, there was only a distance of less than 100 meters from the vast sea of clouds in the sky, and at the top of the peak, there was a faint mist that was covered by the fog, making the scene on the top of the mountain peak confused and hazy.

However, vaguely, you can still find that on the top of the two sword-shaped peaks, there is a thin figure standing there quietly, as if it is a stone sculpture, and it does not move, only the wind in the sky blows the man's clothes and hair in the wind.

It looks like a teenager who is no more than a teenager, although the boy is young. The older one is very handsome, the handsome facial features are flawless, it can be called unparalleled in the world, it is simply the killer of all young girls in the world, but the plain eyes have a unique attraction, very charming, as if it can take people's hearts...

The boy had long black hair that reached to his waist, and his long hair was not restrained in any way, and he was draped behind him very casually and fluttered with the howling wind.

On the young man's back, he carried a long sword, the body of which was wrapped in a thick white cloth, and only a delicate hilt could be seen exposed, and the word "Heavenly Dream" was clearly engraved on the jewel-like hilt, which burned under the reflection of the sun.

He is the whim to come to the top of the mountain to climb high and look far away, he found that the scenery here is very charming, you can see the sea in front, you can see the mountains towering in the back, let your heart is very smooth and comfortable, there is a very refreshing feeling.

He was also full of emotion in his heart, looking at the sky in the distance, he couldn't help but sigh that the third life was like a dream, and his changes yesterday and today were more like a play.

Thinking that the average big family will start to join the sects of some regional sects to experience at this age, and by the way, they will cast a net to arrange their forces, which is a means for the big family to gradually control the sect.

However, now most of the forces in the capital are guarding against the mixing of these family disciples, so the selection of core disciples within the sect is very strict, not only must the talent be superb, but the background cannot be those family disciples. (To be continued.) )