What is the foundation of consolidation? Consolidating the foundation and brewing vitality is the accumulation of potential.

It is said that practicing martial arts, practicing boxing to strengthen the body, and even live through the muscles and bones, prolong life, etc., but that is not to consolidate the foundation of Peiyuan, on the contrary, is the consumption of life potential, and the potential is exchanged for the strength of the body - this is not a bad thing, because people's latent energy is endless, and it is of course a good deal to exchange renewable potential for actual physique, and in the process, it may be possible to clear stubborn diseases, consume fat, etc., and indeed have the effect of prolonging life.

But one yard is one yard, there are benefits to strengthening the body, but it must not be regarded as a solid Peiyuan, the real solid Peiyuan should be meditation, medicine supplements, etc., although the consumption of martial arts is not as big as the luck of rushing the pass, after all, it is consumption, and black and white cannot be reversed!

"You're optimistic. Wei Lan understood Ling Qingyun's doubts, and he answered this question with practical actions.

A sword was drawn from his waist, there was no cold light, no jewelry, it was actually a simple iron sword, when an extraordinarily slow sword light swept through the air, wisps of white mist rose up, surrounding Wei Lan's body, setting off the old man with fluttering white beard like a fairy.

Ling Qingyun's pupils shrank, and he paid extremely solemn attention to this scene, he knew that his master was preaching, and the realm of this first sword to create an immortal mist atmosphere really made him ashamed.

The second sword and the third sword swung out one after another, the speed was slow, and the iron sword fluttered like a ribbon floating in the air, as if it was folded into multiple sections under the shroud of a thicker mist, winding and twisting like a snake, which made Ling Qingyun throb more and more, he knew that as the artistic conception of the second and third swords supplemented the Yanbo Sword Technique was further deepened, not only could it shield and haze, but it could also fold the light, create a phantom, and make the sword body appear more and more peculiar, if the enemy could find the target?

Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth Swords...... Each sword slash made the smoke even thicker, and Ling Qingyun could no longer count in the smoke cage fog lock, because the iron sword completely dissolved into the fog and disappeared, and even Wei Lan's body was covered, becoming a hazy fairy shadow.

"Immortal Dancing Sword, but that's it!" Ling Qingyun exclaimed, in such a fog, he couldn't see the sword moves clearly, but he could feel the transcendent power contained in this mist and even what Wei Lan showed, far beyond his Yanbo sword intent, he had to admit that there was a heaven outside the sky, and the months he spent on enlightenment had made it difficult for his peers to see through, and compared to Wei Lan's realm that was almost immortal, it was no different from juggling.

Gradually, Ling Qingyun discovered the subtleties beyond the immortal mist and sword intent.

"Heaven and earth energy, the major elements, and even the aura are being attracted?" Ling Qingyun held his breath, although he didn't have the snooping talent like the purple pupil, he could feel this excessively obvious energy operation, the immortal mist where Wei Lan was located was like a whirlpool of endless heaven and earth energy, and it was as if a funnel filtered these energies layer by layer, peeling off the silk and extracting the most quintessential part of it into the mist, and in the inner being, Ling Qingyun could feel the vigorous essence, which was the exchange and absorption of life potential.

"Can you really consolidate the foundation of Peiyuan!?" Ling Qingyun, who witnessed this scene, was taken aback, Wei Lan was right, the Yanbo Sword Technique really had this incredible method, although it was a sword technique, it played a magic-like role.

The mist is getting thicker and thicker, and the various energies that are gathering are also becoming more and more abundant, Ling Qingyun can feel that the energy being pulled belongs to the water element the most, after all, the smoke wave is the interpretation of the mystery of water, this element is also the most gentle, the energy carried is not very powerful, but the solid foundation Peiyuan is just right, even Ling Qingyun standing next to the whirlpool feels that he has reaped blessings, and his body is moistened by the water element containing life energy, which is cool and comfortable.

I don't know how long it took, the smoke gradually thinned and dissipated, revealing that the old man in white robe and white beard was fluttering and looking at Ling Qingyun with a smile.

"The disciple has been taught!" Ling Qingyun stepped forward and said respectfully.

"I'm sure you already know the benefits. Wei Lan smiled, and didn't have to ask too much for such a smart disciple: "Next, I will teach you this trick." ”

As he spoke, he swung his sword again, the iron sword swung gently and elegantly like a real dance, making it difficult to associate it with swordsmanship or even peerlessness, but in fact, Ling Qingyun had a throbbing sensation at the first moment when the iron sword was swung, as if he saw this sword extending countless complex and mysterious trajectories, forming a cage that was difficult to break through, and anyone who wanted to attack would be mired in the quagmire and unable to extricate himself.

This kind of power even involves the spiritual level, generating a wave of qi rushing to his face, making Ling Qingyun's cold hair blow up, and he fell into the magic of how to fight against this fan cage in an instant, even if the golden cracking sword intent can't cut it off, but will be locked up and used to fight with the smoke wave sword technique?

Wei Lan discovered Ling Qingyun's symptoms, he swung his sword lightly, and the sword light that appeared at first glance reflected in Ling Qingyun's pupils, but it woke him up like a thunderbolt, and Ling Qingyun who woke up was ashamed and shocked, his own master was worthy of being a sword cultivator who had studied the Yanbo Sword Technique for many years, and this sword technique could be called superb, and it could affect the mind at will.

He threw away the sense of jealousy and confrontation, and observed this sword dance with the mentality of appreciation and enlightenment, the trajectory of the iron sword can be described as extremely slow, each sword is not connected, and it may change at any time, like an old man dancing around, but Ling Qingyun felt the amazing sword intent, and even glimpsed the gradual construction of an aura similar to a whirlpool and funnel between the swing of this iron sword, with the smoke wave sword intent to pull the energy of heaven and earth, and then shave away the unwanted impurities through layers of sword light, leaving only the most quintessential energy pouring into the body, consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan.

What surprised Ling Qingyun even more was that Wei Lan was clearly practicing the Smoke Wave Sword Technique, but this time there was no smoke and sparkle, and the field of the Sword Dance was obviously extremely dangerous, but it was clearly visible in his perception.

Letting go is a skill, but receiving is a higher realm, Wei Lan is obviously using the smoke wave sword technique, reflecting the exquisite sword intent, but curbing the smoke wave so that Ling Qingyun can see it clearly, this skill is impressive.

"It turns out that it is actually to use this to attract energy, the call of the king, the attraction of the opposite sex, and the essence of the elements......" Ling Qingyun became more and more shocked the more he looked at it, and therefore he was fascinated, the smoke wave sword intent, the energy traction, the filtration and peeling, each of these means is unfathomable, and it can play an amazing role in cultivation and battle.

On the one hand, he improved his sword intent, and on the other hand, he strengthened his foundation and cultivated his cultivation, why not do such a good thing? Ling Qingyun's heart was surging.

Maybe it's a cup of tea, maybe it's a stick of incense, maybe even an hour, Wei Lan's sword dance ended again, and Ling Qingyun experienced a fantasy journey of spiritual sublimation.

Listening to Jun's words is better than reading a book for ten years, this is the most intuitive expression of Ling Qingyun's thoughts at the moment, watching this sword dance is indeed more than he practiced sword for a day, although the sword intent shown in this set of sword dances is too profound, and many of them are difficult for him to understand, but the little fur that leaks out of it is already infinitely useful to him.

"Now that you know, let's give it a try. Wei Lan smiled and spoke, Ling Qingyun nodded, and was about to draw his sword but was stopped: "Metallic and sharp, your Xuantie sword is even more vicious, it is difficult to affinity with heaven and earth, use the bamboo sword first." Hongyan, you teach the younger brother. ”

Ling Qingyun was shocked to realize that the sixth senior brother Duan Hongyan had been standing beside him for some time, thinking that he was also attracted by the sword dance of the master, he respectfully accepted the order and smiled at Ling Qingyun, and with a slight leap, he came to a bamboo tree that fell to the ground next to the fence, cut it off with a knife in his hand, and then waved his palm, and the bamboo chips splashed in a gust of Huohuo wind, cutting it into a sword shape, and then throwing it to Ling Qingyun.

Ling Qingyun took the bamboo sword and was speechless for a while, this sword was too slender and light, saying that it was a bamboo stick that could be regarded as lifting it, this stability was not as good as a bamboo stick, it was simply a bamboo stick! After all, bamboo is not wood, how can this hollow plant be used as a sword? I am afraid that the child will break it with a strong swing.

"Presumably you have memorized the bamboo sword production link, this first one is given to you by the senior brother, and then you need to work hard, in addition to the bamboo sword you use, you also need to polish a hundred bamboo swords every day to send to the new students to practice the sword, this is a new miscellaneous service. Wei Lan smiled and said.

Ling Qingyun was speechless after responding, this was really a chore, and he could already imagine the miserable life in the next sword making time than sword practice.

But he knew that this was also a kind of sharpening, and using the bamboo sword to practice the Yanbo Sword Technique and polishing the bamboo sword was bound to strictly control the strength, which helped him improve his skills, be meticulous, and help him exercise his skills at the same time while limiting the cultivation speed, and consolidate his foundation, it can be said that Wei Lan thought very thoroughly.

Holding the first bamboo sword in his life, a generous gift from his senior brother, Ling Qingyun swung it out, but saw that the dew on the surface of the verdant bamboo sword was oozing, and the white mist was filled, and the increasingly light bamboo sword seemed to float up, like a flying sword, which would turn into a rainbow.

And then...... There is no then.

Only the fourth sword, the bamboo sword could not withstand the force and bent to the extreme and then collapsed, seeing this scene Ling Qingyun's face stiffened, Wei Lan stroked his beard and smiled, and the elegant and good-tempered Duan Hongyan couldn't help but laugh.

This is a bit funny, but it is normal for this to happen, the Yanbo Sword Technique is a mastery, it seems that it is just a flowing and slow swing of the sword, but it is actually amazingly complex, there are multiple forces in the sword at the same time, which can make it change speed, twist, rotate, and vibrate, it is really the most complex skill, ordinary sword practice may not be able to master this basic strength skill in the last year, even if it is difficult to control, the steel sword will be broken by the huge shear force and stress.

It was not easy for Ling Qingyun to maintain this incomparably thin bamboo sword to the fourth sword, but that's all, he still couldn't use it to perform the Yanbo Sword Technique, let alone take the opportunity to use the technique that Wei Lan had just taught to draw the energy of heaven and earth.

In fact, the Qingfeng sword he is currently using has been damaged due to the flexibility of the Yanbo Sword Technique, or Niu Lei thought carefully at the beginning, so that this sword has both sharpness, hardness, and toughness, otherwise it would have been broken a long time ago, and now Ling Qingyun has to repair it with a rune every day, so as not to cause big trouble when the sword is broken at a critical moment.

Ling Qingyun sighed, it seemed that there was still a long way to go, and it would take an unknown amount of time to pass this level, he really didn't have to deliberately suppress his cultivation, he would have no time to cultivate because of this.

He walked to the side of the inverted bamboo, following the previous movements of his senior brother to cut the bamboo sword, the first one was full of cracks, give up, the second one just raised it, give up, the third one bent directly, give up......

After a long time of hard work, Ling Qingyun finally polished a suitable bamboo sword, and tried to stretch the Yanbo Sword Technique, the fifth sword, and collapsed.

"Senior brother, you have to prepare a hundred!" Duan Hongyan kindly reminded Ling Qingyun as he looked at the broken bamboo sword and even the pile of scraps and bamboo scraps from before, his head was as big as a bucket.

Rather than sharpen his sword with this "waste wood", he would rather grind rock and steel by hand, which is like tofu embroidery, which is too torturous.

On this day, after he was busy until midnight, he once again realized the hard work of setting up the mechanism in the first place.

The hundred bamboo swords were finally sharpened, Ling Qingyun raised his head and saw Wei Lan's gentle little face: "It's hard work, go back to sleep, don't get up too early tomorrow, pay attention to rest." ”

"From today onwards, when you go back, bring a six-inch bamboo shoot, simmer and nourish your body. He added.

"Thank you, Master!" Ling Qingyun bowed solemnly, and a warmth flowed in his heart.

Sometimes, a greeting is enough to wash away the fatigue and worries of the day, Ling Qingyun walked through the small secluded forest, the yin wind gusted and did not feel cold, but smiled, as if seeing the light in the middle of the night.