The old man saw Ye Yun wake up and snapped up, ran over, hugged his grandson tightly, and the moment Ye Yun was frozen, the old man's soul was about to fall. God had made him lose once, and he was really afraid of losing it again. If something really happens to Ye Yun this time, I'm afraid he won't live in this world, instead of feeling guilty for a lifetime, it is better to give himself a break directly.

Seeing Ye Yun crying like a cat, the old man comforted Yun'er while wiping away Yun'er's tears. Listening to Ye Yun crying that this uncle is dead, the old man probably guessed seven or eight, it must be that the son of heaven's predecessor who had met Yun'er with a broken divine sense, as for what happened, the old man was not very clear.

Ye Yun cried while telling what had just happened. After listening to Ye Yun's story, although the old man felt sorry for the son of heaven, he was not so sad, because that guy almost took the life of his grandson.

"Yun'er, didn't that son of heaven give you two sets of martial arts? In order not to make his grandson sad, the old man changed the subject.

Hearing what his grandfather said, Ye Yun wiped his tears and snot: "Uncle gave me two sets of martial arts, I haven't seen them yet, I'll take a look now." ”

When the spiritual power reaches the level of a third-level magister, there are some things that you can naturally learn without learning. Ye Yun closed his eyes and returned to his soul sea with spiritual power, Ye Yun suddenly found that his soul sea seemed to have become bigger, and the three souls and seven spirits in the soul sea were closely connected, but that spirit was separated from the masses, and Ye Yun knew that it was because he cultivated and refined his soul to strip it away. There is actually a disc hovering in the sky above the three souls and seven spirits. What is that, looking at the disc Ye Yun felt very puzzled, but it was very familiar.

Ignore this for now, the spiritual power was transferred, and I saw two golden imprints in the center of the soul sea, and the spiritual power continued to approach, when the spiritual power touched the first golden imprint. "Boom!!" A series of text patterns were automatically printed in Ye Yun's mind, "Wind Forest Chasing Cloud Sword" is an introductory swordsmanship, with the wind in the forest as the understanding, the sword moves with the wind, and the body follows the shape of the wind. Virtual figures wielded swordsmanship.

Although it is an entry-level swordsmanship. Ye Yun was sure that he couldn't understand it, but for some reason, when those figures wielded swordsmanship, he could never forget it and remember it in his heart.

Slowly opening his eyes, Ye Yun had unbearable excitement in his eyes. After the battle with his eldest brother Qin Xianglin, as well as the battle with the third-level green silk snake, Ye Yun already deeply felt that there were many shortcomings in his fighting style. Although the attack power of his fist is strong, he can only fight in close combat, and although the fist is powerful, it is not sharp enough. When encountering soft and flexible objects, the force is easily dissolved. I thought about changing my way of fighting, but I didn't know how to change it, how could I not be excited now that I have the "Wind Forest Chasing Cloud Sword".

Looking at Ye Yun's excited expression, the old man knew that this guy had gotten the treasure. "Yun'er, what kind of martial arts, so happy," the old man asked with a smile.

Ye Yun didn't answer his grandfather's words, and looked at the dragon sword sitting on the platform with a pair of blazing eyes. The entire body of the Dragon Sword is dark, without the slightest brilliance, and the sword body does not have a dragon-shaped pattern, which is extremely smooth. Walking to the platform, Ye Yun stretched out his right hand and picked up the dragon sword, there was no imaginary sword energy, but this sword was extremely heavy, and it was extremely difficult to hold it in one hand.

"Yun'er, quickly drip blood and recognize the Lord!" the old man's voice sounded.

Ye Yun put the index finger of his left hand next to his mouth, and with a light bite, a drop of blood fell on the hilt of the sword. After absorbing that drop of blood, the whole handle seemed to come to life, the dark black of the whole body faded slightly, and a few wave patterns appeared on the originally smooth sword body, and the pattern was only embellished with a few strokes, but it added a sense of spirit to the whole sword. The faded dark black was replaced by a silver-white color, and the light of the sword gave people a kind of power to split the heavens and the earth.

"What a fast sword blade" Ye Yun, a layman, couldn't help but admire. "Huh?" How did the sword become lighter? Ye Yun couldn't help but weigh the hilt of the sword a few times.

"Stinky boy, you've got a treasure!" the old man next to him said with a little envy. There is one thing that makes the old man a little puzzled, this sword is definitely a rare divine sword, and its sharpness is by no means forged by ordinary forgers. The materials used are absolutely rare and precious, and the weight should also reach an unbelievable level, but Yun'er can pick it up with one hand, which shows that this handle definitely has its mystery.

The sword body became lighter, and Ye Yun had an urge to try. "Grandpa, I want to practice the sword here again" Ye Yun's face at this time no longer had the sadness when Luoyang left, but said excitedly.

A child is a child, there is nothing that can't be put down, looking at Ye Yun's happy appearance, the old man smiled and said, "Do you know how to swordsmanship?"

"That Uncle Luoyang shot my set of swordsmanship just now, I want to practice it now" Ye Yundao.

"Oh?" The old man was also interested, if it was an ordinary swordsmanship, the old man would only smile and pass by, but this swordsmanship was taught by the son of heaven, which had to make him interested.

Ye Yun looked around and said, "The environment here is not suitable for sword practice, so I'll go out and practice."

The old man nodded, he really wanted to see what kind of swordsmanship this was.

The old man flew out with Ye Yun. "Huh, grandpa, when we came in, what happened to that colorful barrier," Ye Yun wondered.

The old man looked at it and said, "It may be that this magic array is based on the ice spirit of that day, and if you take that array base, the magic array will naturally disappear."

Ye Yun nodded. The old man flew out of the cave directly with Ye Yun and landed at a place designated by Ye Yun.

Ye Yun held the Dragon Sword in his hand and stood in the forest, not in a hurry to practice the sword, but to adjust his breath and calm his excitement just now. This is a habit, a habit developed by practicing inner family boxing.

Looking at Ye Yun's unhurried and impatient nature, the old man smiled with relief.

The breath is calm, and the heart is like water. Ye Yun closed his eyes, and his spiritual power entered the first golden mark again, and the sword figures were displayed in Ye Yun's mind, feeling the gentle blowing of the wind in the forest around him, and Ye Yun's body moved. Holding the Dragon Sword, it gently stabbed out with the direction of the wind, the wrist turned, and the blade of the sword slashed against the wind, as if an air flow was cut off by the sword, flowing in different directions. The body turned slightly, the sword blade smoothly came out parallel to the ground, the wrist was forced, and the sword head was gently provoked. Every movement is so green and light.

The old man watching from the side was a little stunned, Ye Yun's outline of these movements had already shown the mystery of this swordsmanship. Although the old man is not a person who uses a sword, he has lived for so many years, and he has seen many people use swords. I also know what the basis of using a sword is. Using a sword is nothing more than a few movements, stabbing, slashing, splitting, picking, hanging. Although everyone understands this truth, it is actually as simple as words say if you want to practice these movements well. And this set of swordsmanship can actually simplify the use of the sword according to the rhythm of Lin Zhongfeng, and every action is so vivid and clear.

Feeling the wind blowing in the forest, Ye Yun's figure began to speed up, sometimes paddling with the wind, sometimes strangling against the wind, sometimes blocking the wind and splitting, and sometimes using the wind to provoke. The movements are simple and straightforward, and there are no fancy sword moves. After tireless practice, Ye Yun forgot the time, when the sun in the sky had already set in the west, Ye Yun who closed his eyes could not feel the change of light. His body always moved within a radius of ten square meters, and the flowers and trees within these ten square meters had already been cleaned by the Dragon Sword.

The old man watching from the sidelines, his eyes changed from surprise to surprise to disbelief, and finally he was surprised. Just watched the corners of his mouth upturn on the side as his grandson practiced swordsmanship.

The more he practiced his swordsmanship, the more Ye Yun felt as if he would never be able to learn it. After continuous practice, he found that he was a little greedy, and he wanted to learn all the sword moves at once, but found that the more he did, the more chaotic it became. The figure stopped turning, and he began to focus on one movement, starting with the bayonet.

The stabbing of a sword and a sword was so bland and tasteless, but Ye Yun was indeed so interested. The swordsmanship is not jerky at the beginning, and the body is not tense and stiff at the beginning.

The high concentration of sword training made Ye Yun's spiritual power continue to consume, and the spiritual power that had surged in the previous moment was consolidating and stabilizing little by little in this highly concentrated state, which I am afraid even Ye Yun himself did not know.

Ye Yun, who was addicted to sword practice, couldn't feel the loss of time, and when Ye Yun finished practicing the stabbing sword and began to practice the second move "Stroke", two days had passed. And the old man watching from the side also had a little solemn eyes, he really didn't know that his grandson was obsessed with martial arts, this is a good thing! But Ye Yun hasn't eaten for two or three days, and if he continues like this, he will damage his body.

When Ye Yun was practicing swords, the old man had already called the old woman over with his divine sense, and told the old woman what happened that day, but the old man didn't say anything about Ye Yun's distress. The old woman's face was full of joy after hearing this, but this state made him a little worried, since practicing kendo now, Ye Yun's eyes have not been opened, so he doesn't care about fatigue If he continues to practice, his body will really be damaged.

It was already evening, and the old man couldn't let Yun'er go on like this anymore. Yun'er's swordsmanship is practiced according to the rhythm of the wind, so as long as the wind source is cut off, Yun'er will wake up from cultivation.

I saw an energy shield covering a radius of 100 meters, and the flowers and trees that were blown by the wind within a radius of 100 meters were all forbidden. Not feeling the wind blowing, Ye Yun stopped "drawing the sword" and opened his eyes to look around. Suddenly there was a dizziness in his head, and the old man teleported to Ye Yun's side, holding his grandson, looking at it with a distressed expression. The old woman had already brought over the hot porridge that had been prepared.

"Grandma, why are you here" Ye Yun said a little weakly in his voice.

"Silly boy, why are you working so hard?" said the old woman with tears in her eyes. "Come, eat some porridge" The old woman brought a bowl of fragrant chicken porridge to Ye Yun. While blowing, the old woman fed the chicken porridge to Ye Yun spoonful by spoonful.

After a few bowls of chicken and rice porridge, Ye Yun felt warm in his stomach, and he was sleepy for a while, so he fell asleep directly in his grandfather's arms regardless of anything.