It turns out that sword training is not easy.

Before mentioning the sword, Xie Wenliang always thought that the sword was just enough to pull out the sword, how could such a thing come from.

Since he didn't have to tell a story, the first thing the old man taught him was not to touch the sword, but to fold a bunch of peach branches every day.

folded, but very particular.

If you don't get started, you don't go up the tree, you only instill the aura into the peach leaves under the tree.

A leaf is broken.

After Xie Wenliang listened, his head was a little big.

Can soft leaves really cut off the meridians of branches?

Without waiting for Xie Wenliang to return the mouth, Xu Nanchan, who was jumping around, became interested, only to see her pick up a leaf, the light in her palm flickered, and the white aura swam along the leaf veins one by one.

Xu Nanchan pursed his lips and threw his hand, and the leaves flashed along the gap between his fingers.

In an instant, a bunch of peach branches fell to the ground.

Xu Nanchan seemed to know Xie Wenliang's thoughts, and he turned around and winked playfully, raising his eyebrows and smiling.

even deliberately walked a few steps closer: "Xiao Liangzi, you still need to come on." ”

People are more angry than people!

But in the face of her innocent smile, I really can't be angry.

Xie Wenliang shook his head helplessly, turned his head and asked the master: "Master tell me the specific steps." ”

Who knew that the old man of the sword slapped his belly and pretended to close one eye: "Alas, people are old, why are they thirsty again?" ”

"Okay, okay, buy the peach blossom stuffed for the New Year today." Xie Wenliang had no choice but to cut his love: "Master tell me." ”

"The Buddhist sage once said: The body is like a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a spiritual mirror." Jian Lao straightened up with satisfaction, opened his hand and said: "The so-called cultivation is that your own tree absorbs the aura between heaven and earth, and growing the annual ring is a cross-border, and the cultivation of the world is more like different branches, and sword cultivation is one of them." ”

Xie Wenliang thought for a moment and asked, "Master, what is the relationship between the sword qi and the aura?" ”

Jian Lao looked at Xu Nanchan and said with a smile: "I think our girl wants to say, come." ”

"It's very simple, the aura can be absorbed by living beings, and the world is the same, but when you pass through your own spiritual mansion, you can enter the movement you are cultivating for transformation." Xu Nanchan winked at Jian Lao, as if to invite merit: "Everyone has different methods, such as guns have gun intent, knives have sword spirit, and swords have sword energy, this so-called difference." ”

Xie Wenliang suddenly realized and clapped his hands: "So, first there is the same, and then there is the difference." Three thousand methods, all the way after all. ”

Jian Lao touched his beard and expressed his affirmation.

This kid's comprehension is not low, and he is only a hundred million points worse than the old man.

"You kid can't drink on credit, you can't break this bunch of peach branches today, so go tell a story in the future." Jian Lao seemed to be very disdainful: "I think that when the old man was in the realm, it was only three hours to break the peach technique." ”

At that time, the peach blossoms of the Sword Sect were still very bright.

Many people already understand who the next generation of Sword Sect leaders is.

said that it was three hours, but in fact, he only used a peach leaf at the beginning, a chance.

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……

The old man patted his ass and left.

Under the peach blossom tree.

Xu Nanchan said softly: "It's best to look inside the Lingfu first, observe the flow of every wisp of spiritual energy, and kill with one blow." ”

Xie Wenliang closed his eyes, and the world around him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Slowly, an hour passed.

Xu Nanchan also left, probably looking for a fishing sword to play.

The small building, the peach blossom tree, the teenager, everything is quiet.

Gradually, Xie Wenliang heard every wisp of wind, from his skin to the tips of his hair, every touch.

He could already sense his own aura, from the vast world to the wandering of his nose, to the rhythm of every meridian and every bone.

……

……

Another hour passed.

Huai Shui's edge.

Jian Lao touched the fishing rod and smiled: "Girl, do you know why your father put you here?" ”

Xu Nanchan grabbed the iris on the shore and pulled it away one by one: "It should be that you are safer here." ”

Word for word.

"Do you know who I am?" The fishing rod held by the old sword shook slightly.

Xu Nanchan raised his head and said with a smile: "I don't know, but you are very kind, and it is much more interesting than me staying in Los Angeles." ”

After a pause, he said, "Don't worry, my dad is Xu Luoshan, is the white clothes cool?" ”

In fact, people who are almost eighteen years old can probably guess their minds after getting along for a long time.

Sometimes not saying it doesn't mean you don't know.

Xu Nanchan and Xie Wenliang, sensible and sensitive optimists, sometimes live quite tired.

The sword elder was a little relieved, and whispered, "Don't worry, you are a sword." ”

"Don't worry, you're a sword."

The girl still slept in that city, and 300,000 people stayed with her for thirty years.

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……

It's still an hour.

Xie Wenliang opened his eyes, and he could already see his spiritual mansion, where the spiritual energy gathered and dispersed.

He closed his eyes again and concentrated on it.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a dew streak.

A realm, morning dew.

Crystal clear, aura restrained.

In the dew is his picture.

He didn't look up and saw a sky above the dew.

It's sealed.

A sword aura in the sky.

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……

Another six hours passed.

Xie Wenliang was still motionless.

Xu Nanchan accompanied Jian Lao to sit on the bamboo ladder of the small building, with two pots of wine beside him.

The girl yawned and sighed, "Little Liangzi is so slow, old man, is his root bone not suitable for sword cultivation?" ”

"Talent only represents the upper limit, there are so many possibilities in between, no one knows what they can do." Jian Lao raised the wine and poured it when he looked up.

The wine splashed everywhere, and it didn't feel distressed.

Xu Nanchan pouted: "Yes, there are too many possibilities, they are all to blame on the eldest prince of the Southern Dynasty, otherwise what would this girl do in the world." ”

Jian Lao didn't ask, he only seemed to smile and concentrate on drinking.

Xu Nanchan just stared at Xie Wenliang, not caring that a trace of red light flew out of Jian Lao's scabbard, and entered her body unconsciously.

Xie Wenliang is still in a cross-legged position.

The bright white aura flew from all directions, condensing.

Suddenly, as soon as the old man raised his hand, the fallen leaves on the ground flew and hung in the air.

Each leaf was full of aura, interfering with Xie Wenliang's perception of the outside world and the spiritual mansion.

The young man who sat cross-legged frowned, but still did not open his eyes.

Soon, the brow loosened.

The old sword nodded: "It's as interesting as not moving like a mountain." ”

Xu Nanchan felt a little bored, and kept weaving fish baskets with freshly picked calamus, and his dexterous fingers were very fine.

Another hour.

Xie Wenliang straightened up suddenly, closed his eyes and grabbed a whirling peach leaf.

Stand and press down with your fingers.

Peach leaves fly out.

Xie Wenliang opened his eyes, very calm, of course he knew that there were more than three hours, but so what?

Elder Sword smiled kindly.

Not a bunch of peach branches fell to the ground, and even the peach leaves beside him fell to the ground.

Don't be afraid of the enemy in your heart, this is the first lesson of today.

When Jian Lao said that he had been three hours, Xie Wenliang already had an imaginary enemy.

This is what Jian Lao wants to teach him.

Then, Xie Wenliang looked at Xu Nanchan and Jian Lao and smiled.

Really step into one.

Behind him, the leaves of the peach blossom trees fell like autumn rain.

One peach leaf, fold off sixteen bunches of peach branches!