Chapter 2 Cave Cultivation

Yun Fei has the ability to never forget, everything he has seen can be clearly remembered in his mind, as long as he closes his eyes, he can observe again and again, as if he is there.

Pulling out the wooden sword at his waist, Yun Fei began to practice the sword, and it was unbelievable that one move and one style were exactly the same as the handsome man who had practiced sword in his mind before. Yun Fei is young, but he is like a kendo master, he feels that he is perfectly integrated with the sword in his hand, as if he is the sword, and the sword is him.

This is the unity of man and sword!

Yun Fei was only ten years old and could do it, and this kind of talent for sword training was absolutely exaggerated. But for this achievement, his heart is indifferent, the ability to never forget allows him to repeatedly observe the master to practice the sword, although it can't be so exaggerated to see it once, but it is really nothing to achieve the unity of man and sword.

Yunfei's cultivation of the "Thunder Sword Technique" has a total of nine moves, which is a foundation-building sword technique, which is used to open up the meridians in the body, and can be turned into one move when practiced to perfection. In the cave, Yun Fei's petite body moved agilely, and the nine swordsmanship techniques were used one by one, although the speed was not very fast, but the moves were combined at will, as if the clouds were flowing water, there was no trace of condensation.

"Drink!"

An hour of sword practice came to an end, Yun Fei shouted angrily, all the sword shadows disappeared, and the nine sword tricks turned into one move incredibly.

"Poof!"

The wooden sword slashed at the stake, leaving a deep mark. Nine moves in one, the Ben Thunder Sword Technique has been practiced to perfection, Yun Fei can do it before he is ten years old, and if outsiders see it, they will definitely be shocked.

However, Yun Fei put away his sword and stood up, but there was not the slightest joy on his face, but a wry smile appeared.

Why the wry smile?

In another month, Yunfei will be ten years old, but he has not even opened a single meridian, and he is afraid that the worst among his peers in the entire Cloud Town is nothing more than this.

Is your talent really that bad?

Yun Fei never thought that with the ability to remember, he would achieve the unity of man and sword when he was eight years old, and I wonder who among his peers could do it. The reason that really restricts Yun Fei from opening up the meridians is the sword qi lock in his body, and whenever the meridians are about to be opened, an invisible lock will appear, and the meridians that will be opened will be locked.

The sword qi lock is a unique thing in the body of the sword clan, and it exists in the body when a person is born. Yun Fei has the blood of the sword clan, and his understanding of the sword is far beyond ordinary people, but unfortunately due to the existence of the sword qi lock, his efforts to make him far exceed his peers ten times are fruitless. Such a blow, if it were other children, I am afraid that I would have given up a long time ago, but Yunfei has always persevered.

Persistence is hope!

This sentence was what Yun Fei's father often said when he began to practice swords, and he knew very well that although it was difficult to get through the first martial vein, as long as he got through, his strength could reach several times that of a martial artist of the same level. Yun Fei clearly remembered that his father had said that as long as he could open a meridian before the age of sixteen, it would not be too late for someone with the bloodline of the Sword Clan, because once he passed the foundation building stage, the speed of cultivation would be doubled, far surpassing that of others.

Yun Fei exhaled lightly, recalling the last sword just now, and he clearly sensed that there was a meridian in his body that was about to move, and it seemed that it was about to be rushed away. It fell short in the end, but the feeling was stronger than ever. This realization made Yun Fei's depressed mood better, and hard training still had an effect, maybe this meridian could be opened up by persisting for a while.

Clenched his fist vigorously, Yun Fei cheered himself up and said, "Work hard, persistence is victory!"

After an hour of cultivation, the sky was bright, Yun Fei stuck the wooden sword in his waist, packed up his things, and then left the cave.

The cave is very secluded, and in the cover of a dense forest, few people come here, and there will be no one in such bad weather. Most of the trees in the forest are evergreens, although it is in the harsh winter, it still retains its greenness, Yunfei stepped on the snow, and soon came to the edge of the dense forest, just as he was about to walk out of the dense forest, he suddenly heard a small voice.

Yun Fei, who had no reason, stopped and listened.

Yun Fei's ear power was very amazing, and he could hear whispers dozens of meters away, and the person who spoke lowered his voice, giving him a sense of familiarity, which made him even more curious.

The snow was falling, and a man wrapped in a heavy cotton jacket whispered: "The day of the ten-year baptism of the Yun clan is coming, how are things prepared?"

"Your Excellency, rest assured, after ten years of preparation, through the efforts of the subordinate couple, no one can detect it. The person who spoke was slightly chubby, and his voice gave Yun Fei a familiar feeling, but this person's voice was a little hoarse, like a cold, and it was difficult to judge who this person was for a while.

Yun Fei's curiosity was completely aroused, and he took a deep breath and carefully hid himself.

The man in a heavy cotton jacket nodded and said, "Very good, this time the matter is presided over by the holy woman herself, there can be no mistakes, if the matter is successful, it will be indispensable to the credit of your husband and wife." ”

"Rest assured, my lord, there are only more than ten children participating in the baptism in Yunzhen this time, led by the mayor himself, this old guy is just a martial artist with a perfect physical realm, and there is nothing to worry about for our dark alliance. ”

"It's careless, Yuncun is only open once in ten years, the first few times have failed, the turn of the millennium is approaching, this time the saint personally presides, we can only succeed, not fail. ”

The slightly chubby man said curiously, "My lord, is the Excalibur really in the Cloud Village?"

"The Yun clan is the descendants of the Ancient Earth Clan, they are responsible for guarding the sealed place, a thousand years ago, the Emperor Sword Peak broke through the sky, and the sealed land also disappeared. It took thousands of years for the Dark Alliance to find the place where the seal was sealed, but in order to break the seal, it was necessary to use the Excalibur. The eyes of the man in a heavy cotton jacket flashed sharply.

The slightly chubby man frowned and said, "The Dark Alliance is strong, so if you attack it directly, why is it so troublesome?"

"Hmph, what do you know, the divine sword is the first artifact of the wilderness, it was forged by the first strongest sword venerable in ancient times, and it has the unfathomable power of ghosts and gods, if it is not recognized by it, even if the alliance leader is in person, it will have no effect. Legend has it that the ancestors of the Yun clan once worshiped the Sword Pavilion and obtained the inheritance of the Sword Venerable, and their strength is very strong, only their bloodline descendants can be recognized by the Divine Sword, otherwise we would not have spent so much time. Well, the Holy Maiden will be here tomorrow, so be careful both of you and you. ”

The slightly chubby man didn't dare to talk nonsense, and as soon as he showed his skills, he quickly disappeared into the heavy snow.

The man wrapped in a heavy cotton jacket did not leave, and waited for a cup of tea before he looked at the dense forest, a sneer bloomed at the corner of his mouth, and said in a dark manner: "Come out, don't hide anymore." ”