Chapter 16 Practice the two-finger sword

The book was not thick, only a few pages, and Zhang Xuan read it and memorized it. , It is not difficult to complete this kind of thing with Zhang Xuan's memory, and it can be completely unforgettable. After doing all this, he strode away, this place was nothing to be nostalgic for him, and maybe he would never enter it again.

The cultivation of some martial arts requires a large space, but some do not. For example, when this two-fingered sword was first practiced, it didn't need much space, and Zhang Xuan returned to his residence after leaving the Scripture Pavilion. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, according to the mantra of the two-fingered sword in his mind, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were brought together, and the remaining three fingers were bent, and suddenly a little light appeared at the tips of his index and middle fingers, like fireflies, but it disappeared in that instant.

Powerful martial arts are not necessarily difficult to practice, and at the same time, garbage martial arts are not necessarily easy to cultivate, and this two-fingered sword belongs to the kind of garbage that is both garbage and difficult to practice. All day long, Zhang Xuan practiced the two-finger sword in addition to eating. But without a trace is cultivating in the square. The martial arts he cultivated required a large space, and at the same time, the destructive power was also very large.

It wasn't until night that he came back from outside, and saw Zhang Xuan finally open his mouth, "My name is Wuxi, you can call me eldest brother in the future, I don't know what the younger brother's name is? Anyone who bullied you, even if they told me, no one dared not to give me face in this acre and three points of land. When he said this, he couldn't help but have a proud expression on his face.

When Zhang Xuan heard this, he immediately had a good impression of him: "Little brother Zhang Xuan, please take care of the eldest brother in the future." ”

Zhang Xuan originally thought that he could talk to the other party for a few more words, but the other party didn't pay attention to him, turned around and went back to his bed to start cultivating. After practicing martial arts for a day, Zhang Xuan began to cultivate the mental method. Through a day of practicing the two-finger sword, the bone power in Zhang Xuan's body was also consumed, just running the mental method, the heaven and earth vitality surged twice as fast as usual, not to mention how cool this feeling is, just like an empty wooden barrel, suddenly filled it with water, because it was poured too violently, there would be a great impact, making the barrel a little bigger, although this point was very small, but Zhang Xuan obviously felt that his bone strength was stronger than before.

Early the next morning, Wuxian left early, Zhang Xuan continued to practice the two-finger sword after breakfast, the light of the fingertips was much stronger than yesterday, but it was only stronger, and it did not form a sword shape, so half a month passed in a flash, during which Wuxian and Zhang Xuan rarely spoke. And Zhang Xuan cleans the room every day, and Traceless has never done this kind of thing since Zhang Xuan arrived.

Now Zhang Xuan's two-finger sword has made great progress, he can already trigger a three-foot-long sword, as early as a few days ago, he also went to the martial arts training ground to practice, the three-foot sword is too long and may damage his bed. After the damage, it's up to you to figure it out.

Although his sword has reached three feet, it looks too illusory than the real sword, not a little bit or two, and there is no real feeling at all. There are even times when he suddenly disappears, mainly because he is not very thorough in the use of bone power in this martial art, and it is intermittent. Zhang Xuan still has a long way to go for this martial art.

Two days later, the two-fingered sword is no longer illusory, and there is also a texture. At the same time, it can exist for a long time, of course, it can't be too long, after all, the consumption of bone power is huge, and Zhang Xuan can't use bone power to maintain its existence for a long time, but now he is very satisfied. He doesn't think that practicing the two-finger sword is a waste of time, the practice of the two-finger sword consumes more bone power than other martial arts, whenever the bone power in the body is exhausted, he will sit cross-legged and start to run the mental method, restore the bone strength, and every time the bone strength recovers, his strength will increase a little bit. This kind of cultivation is much faster than usual. Recently, he faintly felt that it was not far from breaking through the bone power and breaking through the Heaven Realm.

Although the two-fingered sword has been initially cultivated, it is flashy and unreal, and it has not reached the realm of being able to fight, if it has always been like this, it is not half a point different from no cultivation, whenever Zhang Xuan uses it to split at a branch or stone, it will immediately crumble.

Ordinary disciples still have to do some things, they are divided into many small parts, Zhang Xuan's part is to chop wood for the restaurant, of course, not everyone is like this every day, otherwise where will there be time to cultivate. They are divided into thirty dormitories, which will take turns chopping wood. Today it will be Zhang Xuan's turn to do so. Traceless Zhang Xuan and the others came to the outside of the restaurant at the same time, and the firewood had already been piled up here, the amount was not too large, and it only took half a day to complete the splitting. Zhang Xuan didn't say anything and started working. But at this time, Traceless opened his mouth: "Split mine together." ”

Although Zhang Xuan was reluctant, because his impression of Wuxian when he first came was okay, he agreed with him, and he felt a little proud of Zhang Xuan's consent. I didn't think this kid was so easy to talk to. This kid is kind of acquainted.'"

Without a trace to practice in the martial arts field, Zhang Xuan began to chop wood, at the beginning he still used an axe, but then he remembered to practice Zhang Xuan started to use a two-finger sword to chop wood, only to see the three-foot sword flash on the wooden stick, the wooden stick did not split, but the sword shattered, leaving only a shallow trace on the wooden stick, Zhang Xuan couldn't help sighing, but not discouraged, everything can not be done at once, the cultivation road is full of ups and downs, failure is a normal thing, only not afraid of failure, defeat again and again, can surpass yourself again and again, and finally reach the peak。

Split again and again, and when the bone power is exhausted, he cultivates back.

Slowly, he discovered some patterns, deepened his understanding of the two-fingered sword, and found the balance little by little. The marks left on the sticks were getting deeper and deeper, at first it took a few dozen strokes to split a stick, and after a few dozen strokes, then a few strokes of the stick, until he was able to take one at a time in the afternoon. Although there is still a lot of work, he is not worried at all, the sharpness of the two-fingered sword is not comparable to that of ordinary axes, he firmly believes that it will not take long to complete the task, until the night he finally finishes the work, the completion of the two-fingered sword makes his heart full of excitement, and the concealment of the traceless is also scattered with the wind. This made him know that when cultivating martial arts, it would be much better to refine them with physical objects, otherwise he didn't know how long it would take to reach the current point.

But the next day, without a trace, he had to inch in, took a set of clothes, and threw some underwear on Zhang Xuan's bed, "Wash my clothes." ”

Zhang Xuan couldn't bear it anymore when he heard this, and he really thought that he was a soft persimmon that he couldn't pinch it. Until this time, Zhang Xuan also fully recognized the true face of Traceless, this is a self-righteous and respectful person who no one understands in his eyes, he will shine when he gives him sunshine, and he will flood if he gives him some seawater.

Picked up his clothes and threw them on his bed, "I wash my own clothes, and I throw them away if I don't want to." ”

Without a trace, he didn't expect that Zhang Xuan, who is usually honest, would be like this, and he wouldn't even give him a little face. was stunned suddenly, and then his face became even more ugly than pork liver, and his whole body was bruised.

Instantly roared, "Boy, you are looking for death!, I don't know how to lift, today I will teach you how to respect my senior brother." As he spoke, he attacked Zhang Xuan.