When the morning sun was only in the east, a ray of red light full of vitality just appeared, the heaven and the earth were still dark, and the door of a wooden house in the north district of the outer disciple opened gently, and a tall figure walked out, closing the door with his backhand.

Every day, Chu Duan woke up at dawn, washed and dressed, hung up the kettle, brought the dry food and dried meat that had been packed from the canteen, etc., carried the sword, left the wooden house, and went to the cliff to cultivate. It wasn't until the sun set in the west and the night fell in silence that he returned to the wooden house by moonlight to end the day's penance.

True genius is one point of talent plus nine points of effort, no matter in which world you are in.

What others see is what he has achieved, but who knows the way and the effort he has made?

The footsteps were fast, the landing was very light, and he left quickly, and in less than half an hour, he came to the cliff. At this time, the sky and the earth were still dark, and the sea of clouds seemed to be still sleeping, condensed, motionless, and there was a kind of profundity.

The wind blowing, still carrying the chill of last night, the slightest coldness on the face, stirring the ends of the hair, a stirring spirit, the whole person is in a lot of spirit.

Facing the sea of clouds, he slowly closed his eyes, his mind was clear, and after reliving his cultivation experience yesterday, he slowly opened his eyes. Just saw a ray of brilliance like a sharp sword, piercing the sky, floating and sweeping the sea of clouds, dispelling the darkness on the sea of clouds, and awakening the sleeping sea of clouds.

Suddenly, the sea of clouds awoke, deep and disappeared, fluttering, boiling, surging and changing again.

A round of rolling red sun slowly rose from the eastern sky, and ten thousand rays of light bloomed, like countless blazing swords, and the reflection of the clear eyes slowly rose red sun, full of vitality.

"At this time, it is the time of the day when the body functions are completely awakened, and it is also the best time to cultivate sword qi. ”

Facing the sea of clouds, sit cross-legged, rest the steel sword on your legs, slowly close your eyes, and rest your thumb and index finger together with your palms facing up at the knees of your legs. The breathing became long, subtle and even, and a wisp of sword qi was mobilized, rushing out of the dantian and wandering away from Xiao Zhoutian.

One week, two weeks...... 10 weeks of ......

After a while, after finishing pranayama, he quickly got up and drew his sword, and the sword light flickered, reflecting the light of the morning sun, reflecting a layer of brilliant red.

After the swordsman is compulsory, Feiyun swordsmanship is compulsory every day, ten times.

Qingfeng swordsmanship, currently majoring in swordsmanship, after practicing the first seven styles thirty times, he will practice the breeze and the breeze chaos and ...... Breeze lore.

On the second day, the breeze was chaotic, and on the third day, he began to practice the Qingfeng lore, without a clue. Day 4...... On the seventh day, there was enlightenment, and the clear wind was killed, which was to condense the eight killing machines of the clear wind into one, and shoot out like a sword like the blade of the wind.

On the eighth day, the condensation failed...... On the ninth day, it still failed, but, many times condensed, has comprehended the relevant ......

On the tenth day, that is, today, after the sword qi was fully recovered again, the breeze was once again exerted to blow the breeze, and the eight Dao Sen cold killing machines condensed......

In the snap of a finger, eight into four, four into two, and two into one time, but it was out of control and hedged, exploded, and failed again, and there was only a slight wisp of sword qi left in the dantian.

Sit down cross-legged, close your eyes, recover your sword qi first, and then carefully recall your every move, in your mind, simulate it again. After a while, when he opened his eyes, a sword light-like essence shot out, and he jumped up and drew his sword again.

The breeze blows away, the sand and dust surges, the breeze is chaotic, and the killing machine is differentiated, one, two, four, eight.

Suddenly, the body walked with the sword, the sword light turned, the sword shadow flickered, under the Chu Dusk sword, eight sword lights, converged again, in an instant, eight for four, four for two, two for one, attached to the sword!

"Breeze lore!"

When the eight killing machines were completely gathered and attached to the sword, the sword in his hand sank, as if carrying a thousand catties of heavy objects, and he wanted to get out of his hand. With a low shout, the strength of his whole body rushed to Lu's right arm, his muscles swelled, he barely held the steel sword, he let out a loud shout, his feet turned back alternately, and a sword slashed out. ...,

With a roar, a pale cyan arc of light, half a meter long, was like a waning moon tearing through the air, and the void shot out, so fast that it flew out five or six meters away in the blink of an eye, hitting and dodging.

With a click, the half-meter wind blade slashed into the hard mountain wall, and the rubble splashed, and the wisps of pale cyan dissipated, leaving a crack half a meter long and a finger wide and more than an inch deep.

"Huh......" exhaled a breath, only to feel a little weak all over his body, at that moment, it seemed that all the strength of his whole body shot out with that wind blade, and the sword qi in the dantian was even more consumed.

"With my current cultivation, I can only perform the Breeze Kill once, and I will temporarily lose eighty percent of my strength, which is too dangerous to use easily. Chu Duan thought thoughtfully: "However, the power of this breeze lore is dozens of times stronger than that of the clouds and clouds, and ten times stronger than the breeze blowing on the face." This doesn't seem to be the power that can be achieved by low-level swordsmanship, could it be that the complete Qingfeng swordsmanship is a mid-level swordsmanship?"

Thinking that it might be a mid-level swordsmanship, my heart was hot, not every inner disciple has a mid-level swordsmanship, and most of the inner disciples are still practicing low-level swordsmanship.

After recovering the sword qi first, then eating dry food and drinking water, and resting a little, he cultivated again.

Every time you cast the Clear Wind Kill, the sword qi in the dantian will be consumed, and it will also make all the strength of the body be consumed in an instant.

Three days later, he cast the Qingfeng Strike again, and the tip of the sword swept out lightly, and a half-meter-long wind blade cracked into the air, leaving a crack more than an inch deep on the hard mountain wall, and Chu Dui's expression remained unchanged.

Although the sword qi in the dantian was once again consumed, most of his own strength was still left. It was much better than three days ago, and three days of cultivation and comprehension had allowed him to better grasp the essentials of Qingfeng Lore.

"There are still two days to go, which is half a month, I don't know if Xiao Qianfeng has also practiced Qingfeng Lore?" ”

After all, the sword qi of the fourth stage of the Sword Qi Realm could not be compared with the sword qi of the eighth stage of the Sword Qi Realm at all, and there was a huge gap in both quantity and quality. Even if the same sword qi is consumed, the power of the eighth-stage sword qi is much more powerful than the fourth-stage sword qi.

"After thirteen days of hard training, especially in the past three days, every time I cast the Clear Wind Kill to consume the sword qi and then recover it again, my sword qi has made a more obvious improvement compared to thirteen days ago, and it is not far from the middle of the fourth stage. Maintaining such a progress, it is estimated that it will only take ten days to practice to the middle stage, and when the time comes, the sword qi will be a few points more. ”

As he spoke, his eyes slowly closed, and he stood like this, the breeze blew, blowing on his face, stirring his hair, blowing on his body, his clothes fluttering, and he was cool. All the thoughts in my mind seem to be gone with the wind, and the whole person feels like floating away in the wind.

"What is the wind?" Suddenly, a thought floated in my heart, as if coming with the wind, and in an instant, these three words lingered in my heart and echoed in my mind.

In his mind, wisps of cyan naturally appeared, appearing from nothingness, converging, condensing into a cyan figure, holding a cyan long sword in his hand, dancing, like a gust of wind, practicing the Qingfeng swordsmanship.

From the first to the seventh, the breeze is blowing and the breeze is chaotic...... The breeze killed, over and over again, practicing and practicing, the cyan figure exploded and turned into a cyan wind blowing.

Breeze...... Breeze...... Gale...... Wind...... Hurricane......

The whole person seems to be surrounded by countless winds, and the entire world is full of wind, only the whistling of the cyan wind.

"What is the wind?"

"The breeze is light, the wind is strong, the wind is strong, the hurricane is the wind, all kinds of winds, and the world of the ocean wind that constitutes the wind. ”

"The wind is formless, boundless, pervasive, and everywhere. ”

As soon as his eyes opened, there seemed to be a wisp of fresh wind blowing under his eyes, and he slashed out with a sword, bringing a gust of wind to blow away. Another sword stabbed out, there was no sword shadow, only the breeze blowing, Chu Duan felt that he seemed to understand something, there was some mystery about the wind.

"Breeze lore!"

His heart moved at will, and he turned around with a sword, only to see that the sword body exuded a pale cyan luster. Immediately, a wind-like flow converged towards the tip of the sword, and a pale cyan wind blade of more than half a meter flew out from the sword, and in the blink of an eye, it slashed at the hard mountain wall seven or eight meters away. There was a clatter, and the rubble splattered, shattering pale cyan, leaving only a crack more than half a meter long and a finger wide and more than an inch deep.

This sword is more than half as strong!