Happy National Day to all.

The clouds are low and twilight, and the snow is dancing back to the wind.

When you see the mountains around Cloud City, you will find that this poem was simply created for this. A strong cold wind blew from the sky, bringing an overwhelming cold, turning every wisp of wind into a knife, giving people the feeling of a knife cut on the face.

The manic and fierce cold wind blew into Cloud City, and the cold that could penetrate into the bone marrow was gone, and even the howling wind seemed to be neutralized by Cloud City and became a lot milder.

This is Cloud City, a place with beautiful scenery and perfect for living and recuperating.

Elsewhere, the winter is warm and the summer is cool, but Cloud City does not have it. However, the scenery of summer and the beauty of winter in summer, and the unique scenery of the four seasons with a gentle attitude is the beauty of Cloud City.

Cloud City lacks military value, nor does it have much economic significance, and in reality, it is not very suitable to become a powerful capital city at all. It is said that the reason why it can become the base camp of Tobu is precisely because Xu Ruosu loves the environment and scenery here.

People think of this as an anecdote about Cloud City, and of course, most people who really have some insight know that most of the rumors are far-fetched.

But Tan Weiran faintly feels that it may be true, these days, with his understanding of his mother, his mother is a person who will unconsciously pay attention to the quality of life under the premise of doing her best, luxurious and low-key.

Just like the clothes he was wearing, which his mother personally purchased, it was a unique fabric made of silk, which was very comfortable to wear.

"As far as I know, this kind of fabric is rarely bought by ordinary monks, because it means nothing to monks except for comfort. Very few people do such a thing purely for comfort. Even if the average family doesn't have such a luxury hobby......"

Mother Xu Ruosu's extravagant and low-key bits and pieces, vaguely revealing an unusual background, Tan Weiran, who is a son, is not only not blind, but also has a sophisticated and spicy vision, so he can naturally see some clues. It's just that my father and mother didn't mention it, so it's inconvenient to ask before we talk about it.

"It doesn't matter what my mother's background is. She's my mother!"

Thinking about this, Tan Weiran temporarily left the troubles caused by his mother's mystery behind him and devoted himself to cultivation.

There is nothing more important than cultivation, and it is not just one thing to talk about, but a lot. Even Mingkong's elders, because of the incident of Yi Qianjun in Huangquan Dao last time, not only held back their anger, but also were deeply stimulated.

On that day, if there was no one around Yi Qianjun, he easily defeated them, if it weren't for the fact that he used the Great Bright Sword as a threat. desperately coerced the other party by self-defeat, and the result was definitely a dead end.

Xu Cunzhen, the three powerhouses of the sect, Su Yi Mingkong, was able to save his life because of the young man who talked about Weiran, and it was really stimulated several elders, not to mention the sharp Mingkong, even if Xu Cunzhen and Su Yi were desperately cultivating.

"Wooden Walk!"

A claw bombarded the air, and the air flow burst out violently, worthy of the evolution of the Five Elements Dragon Claw Hand. It slammed into the air in a dark way, making a strange tom-tom sound.

"Jin Xing's stumbling hands!"

The withered yellow leaves on the ground stirred. It seems to burst out with bursts of energy, and occasionally the leaves are suddenly cut into pieces and fall down.

After a round of practice, Tan Weiran exhaled heavily, thinking: "It seems that it will not work, I have been creating my own hands for two or three years, and I have not made progress yet." It's because I didn't find the right direction. Or am I practicing too little?"

If you don't find the right direction, you actually don't understand.

That's how the saying "heavy intention does not re-move (style)" comes about, and if you understand the true meaning or spirit of the move, the move doesn't matter. Just like the Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound Sword, it is no problem to evolve into one hundred and eleven moves. It's the same if it's condensed into one move, and the spirit that comes out remains the same.

Thinking about it carefully, Tan Weiran admitted that there were both possibilities, and he didn't talk about this kind of thing for the time being, he rarely practiced his hands, and spent his mind mainly on the Nine Tribulations Thunder Yin Sword.

He needs to specialize in one skill, and compared to stumbling, the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound Sword has a deeper foundation. So, he temporarily gave up his stumbling hand and went all out to cultivate the Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound Sword.

As far as the conversation is concerned, it doesn't matter whether the skills are good or bad, only if they are suitable or not: "When I break through to the Spirit Realm and have a specialized and powerful skill, I can tap out the combat power." ”

He will break through at any time, and this is the plan for a rainy day.

If he changed to someone else, Bacheng would not force himself to step into this high-intensity high rhythm, he had no choice, and he didn't have time to prepare.

Because, three years later, it will be the meeting of the Baili Cave Mansion.

The one color that suppressed Zong Changkong was a strong person above the void, and if he couldn't reach at least seventy percent of the sword spirit, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to rescue Zong Changkong.

Tan Weiran's eyes were sharp, and he waved his sword intently, and his body and sword light occasionally stirred up wisps of purple brilliance. In an instant, the figure froze, and the sword bent down and slammed into it, and the purple light roared through, and the air seemed to be distorted.

The white snow on the trees on the ground boiled like grains of salt, swirling and dancing in the sky.

An erected large practice stone suddenly turned into a charred black shape.

Jumping forward and reaching out to touch it, the skin of the practice stone was carbonized, but unfortunately it was too rough. Tan Weiran's fingers dug deep like steel claws, and he saw that the scorched black carbonization went half a foot deep into the practice stone, but it seemed a little scattered.

Scattered again.

When the sword spirit entered the practice stone, there were signs of disintegration immediately, which was enough to explain a lot.

Tan Weiran spit out a breath of turbidity: "Fifty percent of the sword spirit, stuck here is no progress, it's been almost two years." ”

Cultivating any skill must be easy to learn and difficult to master, easy to start and difficult to follow. It is easier to learn the "momentum of the move", but it is difficult to practice the "true meaning of the move", and if you want to condense the "essence of the move", it is more difficult.

It can be seen from this how easy it is to learn and difficult to master in a martial arts conference that gathers at least half of the contemporary young geniuses of the three hundred worlds, but only a very small number of the ten or twenty young monks have condensed their spirits.

No matter how many Lingyou powerhouses grow old, they may not have condensed their spirits. No matter how many gods shine on the strong to old age, they may not be able to improve their spirits.

In a word, after condensing the spirit, it will be more difficult, bumpy and steep step by step.

The mistake is not to relive a life, and it is impossible to condense fifty percent of the sword spirit at a young age. And create your own boxing method.

Two years of no progress is nothing, some gods are stuck at one point, and they have not made progress for two hundred years.

As soon as I thought of this, I was suddenly confused, and I couldn't help laughing at myself: "It's me who is hypocritical, it's only been two years." Where did the patience I developed in my previous life go......"

His thoughts flowed, and Tan Weiran's heart was awe-inspiring: "I was reminded that don't be blinded by some martial arts achievements in this life and become frizzy, then it's really called a ghost covering your eyes." ”

When swallowing and changing in one breath, abandon all kinds of distracting thoughts, calm and calm like a calm lake, talk about the body swaying, and the steps are orderly. There is no confusion at all.

Pianruo is a very chic and comfortable way of doing it, which is performed by a white-clothed talker, which is particularly complementary. It's when it is combined with the thin willow body method, there will be occasional awkwardness, and sometimes there will be stumbling.

After practicing for a while, sometimes the awkwardness can gradually fade after cultivation, and some can't. Tan Weiran can't help but admit: "Pianruo step and fine willow body method can cooperate with each other and can also be integrated." However, there is always a part of the mutual disagreement. ”

After all. It's two different ways of coming, and there will always be bumps. Tan Weiran also understands this, but it's a pity that there is a pretty good reaction after the fusion of these two body methods, but unfortunately it has not reached the point of qualitative change.

Both body methods are at the spirit level, and the typical ones are more than the upper than the bottom. If there is a qualitative change. There is a great chance of being promoted to the True Soul level.

"Speaking of the way to get up, I lack a speed body method, and I have a certain weakness when facing the enemy, and I have to find a way to make up for it in the future. Tan Weiran groaned, remembering the scene where Fang Tiange besieged him on all sides with his astonishing speed. Zhen Zhen was impressed: "Fortunately, now and for a period of time in the future, I don't have much demand for speed and body for the time being, and I still have plenty of time to make up for it." ”

I practiced the heart method, then practiced the sword technique and fist technique, and practiced the body technique. After doing this, half a day has passed.

The higher the cultivation, the more time it takes to cultivate. Today's talk is not true, and if you want to arrange all the qi training in one round, it is just enough at the end of the day.

Throwing away all kinds of distracting thoughts, he calmly entered his thoughts, and successively deduced the "Heavenly Machine Distortion Technique" and "Cloud Seal Piercing Technique" in his thoughts. The supernatural power is worthy of being the most difficult to improve, and as in the past, he concentrated on deducing the secret technique "Frozen Thousand Miles" for nothing.

It must be known that the secret technique relies on the essence of the body wheel, and only when the body wheel is strong can the body wheel be full of essence to perform the secret technique, and if the cultivation is not strong, where is the body wheel strong. If you can't cultivate, practicing secret techniques is killing yourself.

Talking about Weiran is holding the true realm, and the "Qinglian Breath Technique" is the apex when it comes to the sixth order. The things related to the Jin Mansion were very secretive, and he didn't know much, and before his cultivation was promoted, he didn't dare and couldn't improve the "Qinglian Breath Technique".

The "Qinglian Breath Technique", which has the strongest power, the greatest lethality, and the thickest foundation, is the first choice for Tan Weiran to cultivate secret arts, and now he can't practice it. Among the remaining three secret arts, "Frozen Thousand Miles" is the second choice.

Deduce the secret technique with your heart, so as to improve the secret technique little by little, unless you have the assistance of essence blood and external objects, otherwise it will not be successful for a while. Unlike Qi training, people become more and more energetic, and it is very sad to deduce this, and it is easy to get tired.

After a round of practice without distractions, Tan Weiran returned to his residence, and then quietly activated a small enchantment, before releasing the spirit slave named "Little Slave" from the wooden hole and feeding it.

The little slave covered in blue light is like a little person, and when he comes into contact with it, his mind is very excited, and he is eating while messing around in the house, and then snuggling up after the last is obviously forming an attachment.

Tan Weiran always tries to take a certain amount of time, not only to feed the little slave, but also to give it activities, and communicate with it to cultivate feelings. At this time, he couldn't help but be happy, scratched the little slave, and said to himself: "Little slave, you eat ten times more ruthlessly than me, big stomach king." ”

"If it goes on like this, my entire net worth will be eaten up by you, and I can't afford to raise ......"

After communicating with the little slave, as soon as the little slave was taken back into the wooden hole, the running sound of Tang Xinyun and others came from outside, setting off those chaotic shouts full of excitement:

"Boss, Ancestor, they're back, I want you to go see them quickly!"

He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled brightly.

Returned? Looks like I've found that place. (To be continued......)