"I'm leaving, junior brother, let's continue cultivating."

The fat boy left, eating the spirit fruit as he walked, and before leaving, he gave Lin Chenxing a one, saying that it tasted good and asked him to taste it.

"It's not a question of whether it tastes good or not!"

Lin Chenxing looked at the apple-sized blue-red spirit fruit in his hand, and sighed in his heart.

Although he couldn't recognize the origin of this spirit fruit, he could still feel the terrifying aura contained in it.

"Keep it or eat it?"

If you don't eat it, the next time we meet, what if the fourth senior brother asks about the spirit fruit and asks how it is?

Is it a lie and a deception?

"Forget it, let's keep it for a rainy day, I'm eating it now. The fourth senior brother probably didn't plan to let me eat it now, otherwise why wait until I left? ”

After finding a reason to convince himself, Lin Chenxing decisively collected the spirit fruit, if this thing is used well, it can be turned over.

After eating something and getting over his addiction, Lin Chenxing did not rush to cultivate, but wandered around the purple bamboo forest, and by the way, he also sorted himself out.

The combination of work and rest, and the degree of urgency, this is the truth that is applicable to all worlds.

"The prototype of the true meaning of the sword is an entry, but there is still a little gap from Yicheng......"

Lin Chenxing groaned, at this time, the two true intent rudiments of 'wind' and 'thunder' in his body still didn't move, he couldn't sense it, and he couldn't trigger it.

He guessed that it was estimated that when the true intent of the sword really reached one percent, the ban on the Qingyu Venerable would be loosened.

"Next ......."

......

When Lin Chenxing was cultivating in the Purple Bamboo Forest, the news that he was accepted by the Qingyu Venerable also spread within the Qingyang Sect.

Most of the inner disciples were confused, and they didn't know which strong person in the sect was Venerable Qingyu, but a small number of core disciples with old qualifications, as well as the elders of the sect, were shocked in their hearts.

"Qingyu Venerable actually accepted an apprentice?"

"The last time you took in an apprentice was more than 500 years ago, right?"

“......”

......

Wuxin Peak.

In a courtyard, next to the stone table under the tree, Le Wenqing and Luo Xuan are separated on both sides.

Syllable!

With a soft sound, the sunspot fell, the situation in the plate changed sharply, and the white son was already powerless to return to the sky.

"I lost!"

Le Wenqing shook his head and put one of the chess pieces in his hand back into the chessboard.

"Your heart is in turmoil." Luo Xuan's voice was flat, calm, and vaguely sharp.

"Yes, I'm upset, after all, I still haven't seen you thoroughly."

Le Wenqing didn't deny it, and smiled a little bitterly.

After a pause, he suddenly said, "Before, thank you." ”

Le Wenqing has always been arrogant, he sympathizes with Luo Xuan, and competes against each other, from the Qingyang Martial Arts Academy to the outer gate, the inner door, and then to the core, how many years, this is the first time he has spoken in such a tone and posture.

Le Wenqing knew that if it wasn't for Luo Xuan's dissuasion, he would probably step into the abyss step by step.

At the beginning, Lin Chenxing got the core inheritance, and he was entrusted by others to prepare to suppress Lin Chenxing, but unfortunately, it was not good to go out of school, and he was a bad move, but he gave the other party a sum of sect points in vain.

Later, before he could find a suitable candidate, the tide of fierce beasts broke out, and Lin Chenxing entered Panshan Town, which was a great opportunity for him.

It's a pity that the people he arranged were stopped by Luo Xuan before they could do it.

Later, after Luo Xuan discovered Lin Chenxing's talent, he dissuaded him many times, and finally made him give up the plan.

Originally, Le Wenqing was still resentful, but what he saw and heard when he encircled and suppressed Shuize's division of religion made him have nothing to say.

When it was rumored that Lin Chenxing was accepted by the Qingyu Venerable, Le Wenqing was only happy in his heart.

He was glad that Luo Xuan stopped him, and he was glad that he didn't really tear his face with Lin Chenxing head-on.

Ordinary inner disciples don't know who Venerable Qingyu is, but how can Le Wenqing not know?!

He knew that from now on, as long as Lin Chenxing did not betray the sect and did not deceive his teachers and destroy his ancestors, no one in the entire sect would be able to move a single hair!

Even if the person behind him wants to play tricks again, I'm afraid he has to think carefully about whether it's worth it!

Luo Xuan didn't take credit when he heard this, but said lightly: "Don't thank me, I just don't want the sect to damage a future powerhouse." ”

Le Wenqing was silent for a moment, and then said seriously: "When do you plan to break through?" ”

"If it's fast, it's a month, and if it's slow, it's half a year."

Le Wenqing was silent again.

In the middle of the night, he waved his hand and swept the chess pieces into the chessboard, and then he reached out and pinched a white piece and settled down to take root.

"Come again, this game, I will win!"

......

Another half a month has passed, and Lin Chenxing has been cultivating in the Purple Bamboo Forest for nearly a month.

The content of cultivation is only swordsmanship, but it is no longer confined to the 'basic swordsmanship' and the 'Xuanzhen Nine Swords'.

Since comprehending the true meaning of the sword, Lin Chenxing has had a kind of understanding.

As long as it is a swordsmanship martial art, he blesses it with the true intent of the sword, and there is no rejection, and the fit is no lower than the true intent of the sword itself.

Whether it's the 'Nine Swords of the Wind' or the 'Nine Flashes of Thunder', or the 'Fog and Rain Sword Technique', do your best!

Taking the 'Nine Swords of the Wind' as an example, he blessed the rudimentary form of the true intent of the sword, the sword technique unfolded, and the Dao sword shadow was cold and piercing, and the attack power alone was even stronger and sharper than the rudimentary form of the true intent of the wind, but there were some subtle changes in the subtleties.

"If I can perfectly fuse the two true intent prototypes of 'sword' and 'wind', I'm afraid I will be able to exert the power of this 'Nine Swords of Tempest' to the extreme!"

"From this point of view, no matter what kind of swordsmanship, only by comprehending the true meaning of the sword and its corresponding true meaning prototype can we achieve the most perfect state!"

"This is the difference between 'sword cultivation' and 'warrior with a sword'!"

Thinking back to the feeling of practicing the sword just now, Lin Chenxing realized something.

Immediately, he smiled happily, because he was now not far from the perfect sword he had speculated!

Just a quarter of an hour ago, Lin Chenxing's comprehension of the rudimentary form of the true intent of the sword had finally reached the level of one percent, and the ban on the two true intent rudiments of 'wind' and 'thunder' had also been loosened, and it could be mobilized one percent.

"Master's methods are really wonderful and completely incomprehensible." Lin Chenxing was secretly shocked in his heart.

The hand of the Qingyu Venerable was extremely important for him to fuse the three true intent prototypes, otherwise, he could only wait until the comprehension of the true intent prototype of the sword was raised to ninety percent, and the three were balanced, and then he would start to try to fuse.

But at that time, the three parties were all in the posture of dragon and tiger, and the possibility of successful integration was very small.

Even if it succeeds in the end, it will probably take tens or hundreds of times more effort!

After resting for a day and chatting with the fourth senior brother who suddenly appeared for a while, Lin Chenxing once again devoted himself to cultivation.

"Fusion, where to start?"

The rudiments of different kinds of true meaning, even if they are similar in character, are different things, if not the opposition of water and fire, they are as inseparable as oil and water!

"Moreover, I can't just pursue integration, there must be priorities and clear layers."

"Only in this way will the true intent of my sword not be affected, and can it remain pure and powerful!"

"Otherwise, the two paths of 'wind' and 'thunder' will not only not be my help, but I am afraid that they will backfire."