Jian Chen, who came to the mountain, calmed down his excited heart. Plan what you're going to do next. When it was really planned, Jian Chen, on the contrary, put the rest Xuantian sword technique aside. And it's getting dark, so let's cultivate the innate vitality first. After all, all martial arts are based on innate vitality. Lacking vitality, even if you have great ability, it is difficult to display it.

Jian Chen sat cross-legged, feeling a trace of vitality between heaven and earth, and pulling them into his body. Jian Chen found that after the last Heavenly Tribulation, it seemed that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was more friendly to him. Jian Chen didn't know that the Heavenly Tribulation was a test of the Heavenly Heavens for cultivators, and surviving the Heavenly Tribulation was equivalent to being accepted by the Heavenly Heavens, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was naturally more friendly. Feeling the increase in the sword qi in his body little by little, a smile appeared on the corner of Jian Chen's mouth. At such a speed, it must be a month later to push the cultivation to the peak of the fourth level of the sword apprentice. Thinking of this sword dust, he closed his eyes and cultivated.

The time for cultivation is always fast. The next day, Jianchen stretched and stood up. Shaking his head, he actually fell asleep last night. Feeling the rich vitality in the air, Jian Chen began to absorb the Yuan Qi again, and after absorbing it for an hour, he felt that the Yuan Qi had become a little thinner, and Jian Chen stopped. Take out the parchment with the Xuantian sword technique from the baggage.

Looking at this swordsmanship, Jianchen sighed for a while, this is RP, I accidentally got a Xuan-level swordsmanship, it seems that I should do more in my life to help my grandmother cross the road. Next time, I may not be able to direct the Heavenly Rank exercises. Jian Chen, after a short while, carefully studied this Xuantian sword technique. He can only practice the first three forms of this Xuantian Nine Style. The first type of phoenix Xiang style, the second type of wind dance style, and the third type of phoenix singing style. The other six-style sword dust can only think about it, and if it wants to cultivate, it can only be said that there is no way. However, for Jian Chen, these three styles are almost extremely satisfied, this Fengxiang style is a starting style, and the emphasis is on fast and unpredictable. The second type of phoenix dance style is used to defend against moves, forming a larger surface that makes people have nowhere to start, only this third type is the main attack, a sword comes out, cutting through the air to form an air explosion, like a phoenix, the attack is very powerful.

After learning about these sword dusts, he couldn't hold back anymore, and took out the iron sword he stole from his father's room and practiced. The wooden sword cultivation sword dust all day felt a little unseemly, not to mention that the family only stipulated that the swordsman could not use the iron sword to compete before, but it did not say that the swordsman could not use the iron sword to cultivate before. Moreover, the sharpness of the iron sword can increase Jian Chen's perception of the sword intent of gold.

Jian Chen's dance in one style, although it was the first time, but under his extremely high comprehension, it could be regarded as a bit of a dance. The sword technique is very elegant, the sword dust is like a phoenix flying there, the sword light is frequent, accompanied by the continuous sound of light sonic boom, the sword dust is more and more satisfied with this Xuantian sword technique. With its own strength, it can be regarded as a step further.

But the good times didn't last long, and after two rounds of dancing, Jian Chen felt a weakness in his body. The sword qi was actually exhausted so quickly. This was unexpected. That's too fast, isn't it? Hey, good things aren't cheap. It seems that in the future, this Xuantian sword technique against the enemy will have to be used as a killer weapon, and it cannot be easily used, and the current realm cannot be used.

Jian Chen didn't think much about it, and immediately took the pill to start recovering his vitality. A trace of vitality poured in, and after half an hour, Jian Chen's cultivation of swordsmanship began again. The first type of Fengxiang style, the sword dust sword came out with the sound, the second style of the wind dance style, the third type of the phoenix song style, the sword dust was repeated over and over again, until he was tired, and he took the pill to recover. So repeatedly, without a trace of slackness. Again and again, a little bit of proficiency, Jian Chen felt more and more the breadth and profundity of this Xuantian sword technique. I feel that I only have my form, I can't do it, and Jian Chen is not lost, after all, this is only the first day.

It wasn't until Jian Chen's recovery from the fifth pill had been consumed that Jian Chen's vitality was consumed. Martial arts should not be blindly fast. What's more, taking this elixir all the time is not very beneficial to his own vitality recovery, and Jian Chen only came up with the rule of five times a day after looking for many books.

Seeing that it was almost time today, Jian Chen nodded with satisfaction, walked out of the cave, and walked towards the waterfall training ground. Hearing the sound of the waterfall from afar, Jian Chen said softly in his heart I am back, Jian Chen still remembers that a sword idiot challenged him here a month ago, but he disliked that his strength was not enough. I still remember that when I left, Jian Chen, who was only a swordsman, was only a swordsman, and now I am a swordsman at the fourth level, thinking of this Jianchen, I am arrogant in my heart, sword idiot, you wait, or I will challenge you in a short time.

Seeing Jian Chen's arrival, some of the many old acquaintances smiled at Jian Chen. Jian Chen's smile also returned, seeing the sword idiot who had been trained under the waterfall, Jian Chen couldn't help but clench his fists, not only himself was improving, but others were also improving. It looks like I have to work harder. Jian Chen didn't think much about it, took off his clothes and walked towards the waterfall, but Jian Chen was not one of those cows, Jian Chen was still young, he only started to cultivate three zhang away from the waterfall. I didn't change anything else, it's still a bull fist. Jian Chen's cultivation continued as always. Feeling the water washing over his body little by little, his fist moving forward in the water with little difficulty, Jian Chen showed a slight smile, this is what he wanted.

Gradually, Jian Chen felt that the bones of his whole body were trembling, but he was still gritting his teeth and persevering, training to the limit would greatly improve people, but if the breakthrough after the limit was reached, the benefits would be truly infinite, but few people could do so. There are a few people who are willing to torture themselves, and they are still mixed well. And what Jian Chenzi is doing is like torturing himself. Finally, the body finally couldn't support it anymore, and Jian Chen fell into the water, relying on a trace of vitality to float on the surface of the water.

The people next to him were a little moved when they saw it, although they worked hard last time Jian Chen, they didn't work so hard when they came, but this time they came like this, which made those cultivators next to them embarrassed, and they had to stop, at least they had to pretend to be tired. Otherwise, wouldn't he say that he can't even compare with a young man? For a while, an atmosphere of mutual competition was stirring in the cultivation field. One by one, they are both painful and happy.

Jian Chen floated quietly on the water, rippling with the water waves under the breeze, the sun quietly sprinkled on Jian Chen, feeling a trace of warmth, on one side is the magnificent sound of the waterfall, and on the other side is the singing of birds. Although tired, Jian Chen's mind is a little comfortable. I closed my eyes and enjoyed this ephemeral beauty.

It felt like the whole thing was slowly beginning to dissolve, and some of the worlds merged into one. Something invisible surrounded the sword dust. Although everyone couldn't see it, they felt the change in the environment, and it seemed to be more harmonious, and they unconsciously stopped cultivating more than their eyes. For a while, there was another jaw-dropping scene in the cultivation ground, and everyone actually stopped cultivating and immersed themselves in tranquility.

It's a pity that there are no masters in this vicinity, otherwise they would know that Jian Chen's integration into nature, the unity of heaven and man, and the people next to them are also affected. This is a great benefit, and everyone actually uses it for leisure, and if others know that they must be strangled. Most people cannot unite nature and man, so if you want to comprehend the artistic conception of nature, you must bring yourself in with the help of others' perceptions.

At this time, the sword dust was still floating up and down, but his consciousness had already floated out.