Sure enough, the more powerful the martial arts, the more difficult it is to study and master, and compared with the low-level "Rolling Stone Fist", the difficulty of the two is completely separated by heaven and earth. "Qingfeng Sword Technique" is like an obscure puzzle, which is unpredictable, even if many things and levels of Ning Chong have been greatly improved, and that strange feeling helps, but the direction and clues of the feeling are thousands of clues and dense.

Even if Ning Chong followed that strange feeling to cultivate the Qingfeng Sword Technique, it was still difficult.

The swordsmanship moves have already been practiced extremely skillfully, and they look good, but Ning Chong's feeling is extremely bad, and he deeply feels that he has cultivated until now, and the "Qingfeng Sword Technique" is only not much stronger than an empty shelf.

Ning Chong has been frowning about this, he feels very bad about himself, he can only carefully consider it again, follow the direction of the many chaotic feelings, and screen the choices little by little. Despite this, after a long time, the bad feeling in Ning Chong's heart lingered.

Although he was chasing his feelings and comprehending this "Qingfeng Sword Technique" little by little, it seemed that he had touched the best comprehension route, but for the first time, Ning Chong felt that this method was extremely mechanical, rigid and stiff, and seemed to be seriously lacking something......

Before you know it, more than two months have passed, and the season has turned into winter. For such a long time, Ning Chong still hadn't found any clues, and he still felt that something was missing when he cultivated the Qingfeng Sword Technique.

Ever since he had that strange feeling, it was the first time that Ning Chong had encountered such great difficulties and resistance when cultivating martial arts. But in the past, more than ten years of waste martial arts cultivation career has brought Ning Chong great resistance and incomparable patience, Ning Chong was not discouraged, and still practiced the "Qingfeng Sword Technique" every day, and interpreted it more clearly.

During this period of time, by the time it was the "Pure Yuan Gong" exercise, Ning Chong had already cultivated it to the highest artistic conception realm, and his inner vitality had reached seven turns, and his cultivation speed had increased greatly, and his cultivation had steadily increased over time.

However, because of the influence of the body's root bone qualification, his cultivation speed was not too exaggerated. Otherwise, with the bonus of excellent root bone qualification, his cultivation speed was taken out, and he was afraid that he would scare a large number of people in the family to death.

Despite this, Ning Chong once again improved in his cultivation, and his cultivation reached the "middle stage of the seventh order of martial apprentices", which was not far from the "late stage of the seventh order of martial artists".

On this day, snowflakes drifted in the sky, and after a night's work, the whole land was covered in silver, and everywhere was white.

Early in the morning, he got up early in the morning as usual, and Ning Chong pushed open the doors and windows, only to see a silver-white world.

This was the first snow since the beginning of winter, which made Ning Chong also feel a little happy, and he was in a pleasant mood, he spit white mist in his mouth, walked around for a while, and after admiring the snow scene for a while, he planned to continue to practice the "Qingfeng Sword Technique" near the Heartbreak Cliff.

The severe cold and heat of this kind of weather were of no use to Wu Xiu at all, and Ning Chong was still just wearing a thin white robe and carrying a long sword, and he walked out of the Yuzhu Courtyard.

Out of the courtyard, Ning Chong walked all the way, thinking about the experience of cultivating the "Qingfeng Sword Technique" all the way, and summed up the feeling that became clearer and clearer.

At this time, suddenly a red figure jumped out in front of him, the red figure shook a dead branch, pointed at Ning Chong and shouted: "What person?

Ning Chong didn't need to look at it to know who was coming, and he couldn't help but think funny in his heart: "Why did this little girl grow up and go back more and more, and she actually liked to play this kind of children's game......

During this time, the little girl Ning Chong would come to Ning Chong from time to time to have a good time, relying on being the personal disciple of the Seventh Elder, she felt pity that Ning Chong was not accepted as a personal disciple by other elders, so she would occasionally bring Ning Chong some cultivation auxiliary pills of extremely high quality and almost no side effects after taking them.

The little girl's heart is naturally good, Ning Chong's heart is warm and grateful, and she is getting closer and closer, but she is just a little childish nonsense, similar to the current game, this little girl never gets tired of playing.

However, Ning Chong didn't want to touch Ningning's moldy head, so he accompanied Ningning to mess around again, pretending to have a brutal expression on his face, and shouted sullenly: "Is Ning Nuxia in front?

"Hmph!" Ning Ning snorted coldly and asked, "Niu Er, let me ask you! The small village in front was burned and looted, but you brought people to do it?"

Hearing Tranquility's words, Ning Chong really sweated, and said in his heart: "Burn, kill, and loot...... It seems that my 'crime' is getting bigger and bigger......"

Thinking of this, Ning Chongqiang couldn't hold back his laughter, made a furious look, and shouted: "Okay, you little woman!

Tranquility said: "Niu Er, you are guilty of a monstrous crime! Your retribution has arrived today!" After speaking, she stabbed with a "sword".

Ning Chong pretended to flash two moves, and then screamed miserably, received a "sword" from Ningning, and fell miserably to death on the snow.

"Stupid!!" Tranquility pouted, "Why are you dead before my sword stabs you?"

"Little girl, I'm dead, and the dead won't come back. Ning Chong lay on the ground with a smile, but he didn't get up.

Tranquility did not follow, and ran forward to Lan Ning Chong. Ning Chong was a little big-headed, and said, "Okay, little girl, look how old you are, and you still play this kind of child's game!"

"Hmph!" Ning Ning grabbed Ning Chong and didn't let go, and said with a smile, "I don't care, as long as I'm happy!

"Happy...... Happy!" Ning Chong dared to say half "unhappy".

"That's good! Quick, let's do it again! You retreat into the yard, come in, I'll hide behind the rocks outside the yard!" Tranquility said, already disappearing behind a stone like a kitten.

"Good...... Good ......" Although Ning Chong couldn't cry or laugh, he was rarely happy today, so he also entered the courtyard with Ningning's wishes.

This big drama was "rehearsed" three times in a row, and Tranquility finally enjoyed it and let Ning Chong go.

Wu Xiu's time is very tight, and the tranquility is measured, and he will not mess around too much. After some fun, Ning Ning's face flushed, handed over an invitation, and said: "Brother Ning Chong, I will be thirteen years old in a few days, you have to come to participate! Remember! Otherwise, I won't spare you!"

Stuffing the invitation card into Ning Chong's hand, the little girl turned around a little shyly and ran away. He only ran two steps, but turned back again, waved his fist, and demonstrated: "That's right! Don't forget to bring a gift! If the gift dislikes me, I won't spare you!

The red cotton jacket was as red as fire, and it seemed that this little girl was lively and elf, watching the brilliant red like fire go away, Ning Chong's mood was also much better.

Smiling and looking down at the invitation, Ning Chong found that it was still early, and he had enough time to prepare a gift, so he put away the invitation and continued to walk towards the back mountain.