Song Yi was shocked, knowing that what he really wanted to learn was coming, he concentrated more and more, and looked at it intently. Unconsciously, the figure of the man became clearer in his eyes, a move and a trance were close in front of him, delicate, each sword was extremely accurate, and extremely smooth, falling in Song Yi's eyes, as if deliberately performing martial arts for him to learn.

Song Yi was fascinated by it, following the other party's movements, and following the drill in his heart, almost unable to tell whether he was watching the peerless master's martial arts performance, or had jumped into the arena to ask this master for advice and fight against him.

I don't know how long it has been, the seven-style Zhaoyue sword technique has finally come to an end, the person is in mid-air, his wrist flicked, a beautiful sword flower was drawn, and the trick fell to the ground.

On this side of the mountain, Song Yi had already seen his heart fluttering, covered in sweat, as if he had also practiced thoroughly, and even the fourth to seventh forms, which he had never been exposed to, were meticulously and thoughtfully performed under the leadership of this fellow practitioner, and every move, every style, every collection and one release were engraved in his mind. He couldn't wait to do it again, again, until he had fully integrated the second half of the Zhaoyue Sword Technique and turned it into his own.

At this time, the body on the opposite mountain peak shook and disappeared into the forest, and it was no longer visible. The sun was still shining on the peak, the breeze was blowing, and it was as if the unknown initiate had never existed.

Song Yi woke up like a dream, exhaled a breath of air, trembling all over his body, his mind was full of the harvest of talents, there was indescribable joy and indescribable excitement in his heart, and he felt a little unsure of what time and place he was.

He forced himself to compose, swept his gaze around, ran into the woods, threw his backpack to the ground, drew his sword at his waist, and practiced frantically, from the first form to the third form, and then the fourth form for beginners...... All the way to the end and the most difficult seventh pose.

He closed his eyes, and the figure of Fang Cai's fellow practitioner appeared in his mind, as if he was standing in front of him, with his one-move practice, Song Yi followed the figure in his mind, saw the move, put away and let go of the entourage, and practiced over and over again, until he was out of breath, completely exhausted, and could no longer take a step forward, and could no longer lift his arm, he let go of his hand, and the whole person lay on the ground.

The figure in his mind dissipated, Song Yi slowly opened his eyes, and the soft sunlight shone on him lying in the glade, with a slight touch of red in it.

I forgot about the two things, the white horse passed through the gap, and this practice actually reached the evening, and the golden daylight had turned into vermilion.

Lying on the ground for a while, Song Yi slowly sat up, feeling extremely hot all over his body, thirsty and hungry in his stomach, he felt dry food and water, and sighed with satisfaction.

"You...... It's like a martial arts idiot. The voice in his head laughed: "When you just practiced, I called you a few times, but you ignored me." ”

“...... Is it?" Song Yi was a little embarrassed, he really didn't hear it, he was too involved.

"By the way, am I going to be punished for stealing school in private?"

"There is no rule in the door that says that you are not allowed to learn in advance, but learning in advance is easy to lead to dispersion due to unstable foundation, which may not advance but retreat, and even hurt the body in serious cases. I just called you, and I was worried that you practiced too much and accidentally hurt yourself, but you didn't, but instead mastered the back four styles. You are indeed much brighter than me, and you will ...... in the future It's not a waste person anymore. ”

"It's too early to say that it has mastered, it's far from it. ”

Song Yi was eating dry food while reviewing in his mind, hmm...... There are still a lot of mistakes, many places are not in place, and a few other places are not smooth when changing moves, but these are not in a hurry, so we have to rely on more practice.

Through this martial arts exercise, Song Yi felt that he had a new harvest, although there were still some things missing, and he couldn't express it accurately, but the meaning had taken root in his heart.

Beginners often don't understand where the master is powerful, only after the promotion, will understand the other party's terrible, and the closer the strength of the two people, the more they can detect some subtle, and very difficult places, the so-called hundred feet, go further.

When he only saw the first three styles of the Moon Sword Technique, Song Yi felt quite good about himself, but today he saw this fellow practitioner practicing martial arts, and practiced for most of the day with the impression he left, which was like a comprehensive self-reflection. Song Yi finally found that he still owed anywhere, and among the first three styles alone, there were no less than ten places where he cut corners and did things perfunctorily, not to mention the newly learned four styles.

However, if you told Song Yi before that you didn't practice the first three styles, you would definitely not believe it, wouldn't it be good?

There is really no harm if there is no comparison, and the road is long......

"Do you know that person?" Song Yi asked, "The person practicing swords on the opposite mountain peak, which disciple of the Moon Spring Sect is it?" ”

"I can't see clearly, but ...... A person who can learn all the seven forms and practice them so exquisitely must at least be a first-class disciple of the Upper Academy, or maybe he is still a master. ”

......

After dinner, Song Yi sat on the ground to breathe for a while and recuperate his energy. It's already dark, it's a bit embarrassing at this time, if you don't hurry up and go to the night pool to get the spirit talisman, you will have to sleep in the mountains tonight.

Song Yi couldn't get rid of modern thinking psychologically, and he didn't prepare camping equipment when he went out, so he was always a little unsteady when he slept on the ground, thought about it, jumped up, ran in the right direction, and within two quarters of an hour, he saw the waves of the night pool from a distance.

In the early spring, it was still dark early, and when we arrived at the edge of the night pool, the sky was already dark, and the stars were twinkling in the sky.

Located on a prominent mountain cliff, surrounded by no peaks or woods, the morning dew is drunk in the morning, the moon is blooming at night, and the clouds roll under the cliff, like the waves under the night sailing ship.

The area of the night pond is not large, Song Yi feels that it is about the same size as the pond in his own community, the water is clear and clear, there are no fish in the pool, not even a single aquatic plant grows, and a layer of faint fluorescence appears on the water surface, revealing a faint cold air.

At this moment, the pool was soaked in several things: a lantern, a short sword, a compass, a pen, and a bag of embroidery needle-like things, and a few spirit runes scattered among them, carrying heavy loads and floating.

With so many things, which one is the one you want to take?

"The one on the west side, with a blue background, has Elder Yuheng's seal on it. ”

Seeing his doubts, the voice in his head prompted in time: "Each elder will leave a mark on his own treasure, which is also a common rule, not only our Yuequan Sect, but other sects will also do the same." If you pick up someone else's treasure, it's not easy to keep it for yourself, and the seal on it is ironclad evidence, but what about it......"

"But what?"

"But listening to the little brother, these are all low-level gameplay, and there are more advanced ones, so that's amazing. ”

"How to play?"

Song Yi rolled up his sleeves, went around to the west, bowed down towards the pool, and reached out to pick up the spirit talisman.

"What for!"

There was a sudden shout in his head, like a thunderbolt, which made Song Yi's head tighten, and his body was almost planted in the pool.

"What are you yelling about, have you eaten explosives?" Song Yi sighed smoothly, why did this little ghost suddenly fry the pot.

"Don't reach out, don't reach out and grab it. The voice in his head roared: "The water of the Night Melting Pool seems to be calm, but in fact, there are countless true qi vortices hidden in it, and if you reach out rashly, you will be strangled by the true qi and your flesh and blood will fly! When you take something from the pool, you need to find a place close to it, stare at the object you want to take and send out the true qi in your body, and the Night Melting Pool will feel it, and the thing will come out of the water." Wait until it's completely out of the water before you can reach for it. ”

It turns out that there is still this exquisite...... Song Yi muttered a few words, and according to what he said, the blue spirit rune really slowly rose and fell into Song Yi's hand.

Putting the spirit talisman into his arms, Song Yi went to look at other things in the pool, and asked this and that curiously, but unfortunately the original "Song Yi" in his mind was not known because of his low status and little knowledge, and he only roughly recognized that the lantern belonged to Elder Tianshu, and the short sword belonged to a certain senior sister in the upper courtyard......

Song Yi looked at them one by one, and then asked, "You just said, what other advanced ways to play with treasures?"

"Oh, the little senior brother also heard from the master, saying that for some excellent treasures, it is useless to leave a seal on it, and it is impossible for others to return it to you after they pick it up or take it away. If you want to really keep something powerful, you must at least infuse it with true qi, feed it with essence blood, and let it have a sense between it and its owner, even if it is taken away, as long as the original owner and the treasure are still inducted, outsiders can't use it. ”

"It's bound, not bad. Song Yi smiled and asked, "Then suppose I get a powerful treasure and want to use it very much, is there a way to erase the traces left by its original owner and become its new owner?"

"Probably yes, I don't know ......"

"How did all these treasures come from?"

Song Yi glanced at the things soaked in the pool, I don't know if it was an illusion, as the night became thicker and the moon rose, the clear water in the pool seemed to shine more brightly, and the colorful objects immersed in it flowed in a colorful way, making people unable to take their eyes off.

"Some are handed down from previous generations, some are made of materials, some are refined and upgraded from ordinary items to treasures, some are purchased or exchanged, and some are of unknown origin...... Basically, the more powerful the treasure, the fewer the number of treasures, and the fewer people who know their origins. ”

"In that case, my sword must have the potential to become a treasure. Song Yi couldn't help but draw the long sword on his waist and admired it through the streamer in the pool.

"Theoretically, anything can be done, but this sword is not necessary. Although Luo Zhen forged it very well, this sword was only ordinary after all, far worse than a truly powerful weapon. Not to mention anything else, the Zhaoyue Immortal Sword, the treasure of our Yuequan Sect, was handed down by the ancestor and enshrined in the head of the sect for many years......"

"Yo, I can't see it, kid, your vision is quite high......"

The two talked and laughed, and the night unconsciously deepened, and Song Yi reluctantly left the night pool and returned the same way.

The mountain path is dark, the shadows in the forest are cascading, and the quiet and graceful woods during the day become a little eerie at night. Song Yi took advantage of the hazy moonlight above his head to move forward cautiously, the voice in his head couldn't bear the exhaustion, he had fallen asleep quietly, and the road back seemed extraordinarily quiet.

After trekking for two hours, I finally returned to the courtyard where I lived, and it was almost midnight at this moment, and the mountains and seas were sleeping. Song Yi opened the courtyard door, feeling as heavy as lead, bursts of sleepiness swept over, and after returning to the room to wash hastily, he fell asleep with his head on the pillow.