In front of the clearing, the breeze was blowing, Wang Chuan was wearing a standard robe, holding an iron sword constantly flashing and moving, and the sword light flickered.

The eight-style sword move was played quickly, the ninth move was windy, and it came out coherently, and a sword swing brought out the whistling sword wind.

Maintaining the posture of waving the sword, for a long time, he sighed, put away the sword and stood.

"In three days, although the wind movement was practiced, it was always almost meaningless. Wang Chuan muttered.

Although the killing move of wind movement is practiced, the power is not as good as that of the Liuhe sword.

Could it be that the intermediate swordsmanship and killing moves can't compare to the martial arts practiced by the martial artists?

Obviously, it's impossible.

The only possibility left is that the wind movement has not been practiced correctly.

"What's wrong?"

Carrying the sword upside down, Wang Chuan fell into deep thought.

Whether it is the mind method or the movement, all of them are exercises written in the book, but they are always unwanted.

"Could it be that this Flowing Wind Sword Technique is really so difficult?"

Shaking his head, a gust of wind blew, lifting up the fallen leaves on the ground and blowing them into the distance.

Looking at the fallen leaves dancing in mid-air, Wang Chuan's eyes were shining, as if he had grabbed something, but as if he hadn't caught it.

The hand holding the sword danced again, and the iron sword was in the hand, but it was no longer fast and sharp before, but it seemed soft and slow.

The hand slowed down, but the sword became faster, and in the clearing, there was no sword wind howling, only the sword light kept flickering.

The further he practiced, the brighter Wang Chuan's eyes became, and the Flowing Wind Sword Technique in his heart became clearer.

After the eight-style sword move is practiced, the wind moves again, this time there is no sword wind whistling, only a sword swinging slowly.

This time, the feel of the wind was completely different, and the sword seemed to be held by the wind and slowly handed out.

At this moment, the spiritual qi in the meridians moved, transmitted along the meridians to the palm of the hand, and gathered in the iron sword.

The sword body, the aura swirled, emitting cyan light, and then, there was no wind around it, surrounding the sword body, forming a series of wind gangs.

The sword waved, and the wind gang was mixed with aura, and with the swing of the sword, an arc wind blade formed, slashing on the open ground, and a deep sword mark appeared.

"Intermediate swordsmanship, it's really powerful!" Wang Chuan was surprised.

He was just trying just now, and the wind blade he swung out was actually so powerful.

If it hits a person, I am afraid it will also cut flesh and bones.

"The direction of the practice is finally right. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the three days of hard work were finally not in vain.

"I didn't expect a swordsmanship to contain an understanding of the wind, it seems that if I want to learn the wind swordsmanship well, I need to constantly perceive the wind. ”

Putting on the posture of the Flowing Wind Sword Technique again, Wang Chuan was ready to strike while the iron was hot and familiarize himself with this wind killing move.

At dusk, the remnant sun is like blood.

He put away his sword and stood, but there was no other movement, just standing quietly.

He was thinking about what he had learned today and sorting out his thoughts.

After a while, I opened my eyes.

"In three days, the flowing wind swordsmanship can be regarded as entering the door, if you want to become a small success, I am afraid you have to understand the wind a lot, and in addition, you have to understand the trick of returning to the snow. ”

For a day, Hui Xue still didn't frown.

As for the move of the wind, he has been practiced to perfection, and he can cut out a wind blade in an instant, and the flowing wind sword technique has also reached the realm of entry.

Martial arts are divided into four realms according to the degree of mastery, which are entry, small success, great completion and consummation.

In the martial arts of martial artists, Dacheng is a watershed, and when it enters Dacheng, it is a qualitative change.

Martial arts are different, four small realms, each realm is a watershed, and the difference is very great.

Of course, it is not easy to break through the realm of martial arts.

Like Wang Chuan, he can practice the Liuhe Sword Martial Arts to the fullest in one night, but he can only enter the door of the Liufeng Sword Technique in three days.

From this, it can be seen that the difference between the two.

"That's it, let me slowly understand the trick of returning to the snow, let's go and return the two books first. ”

Shaking his head, Wang Chuan walked towards the Zongwu Hall.

Whether it is the Spirit Guiding Decision or the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, in three days, he has already memorized everything in his heart, and it doesn't matter if there are books or not.

It's better to return it as soon as possible.

There is also the matter of darts, which also needs to be asked.

He is now at the third level of the Qi Refining Realm, and he can compete with the acquired martial artists, coupled with the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, ordinary acquired martial artists will not be his opponents.

However, he has never fought with anyone, and he doesn't know what his specific strength is, so he can only roughly estimate.

Just be able to take a dart, and by the way, find some robbers and beasts to fight, and find out what your specific strength is.

At this time, the sun had not completely set, but there were still many people in the Zongwu Hall.

Raised his feet and walked in, Wang Chuan was among them, and saw Wang Hua, who was beaten away by himself last time.

Now Wang Hua's foot injury is still not good, and one of his feet does not dare to land, but just lightly touches the ground.

At this time, Wang Hua was leaning against the counter, laughing and talking with a middle-aged man behind the counter.

This middle-aged man, who is also the deacon of the Zongwu Hall, is named Chen Zhi, and he is a foreign surname.

Deacon Chen, like Deacon Yang, is a deacon with a foreign surname, but Deacon Yang has a higher status.

In addition, Deacon Chen is also a person under the second son.

I don't know why Deacon Yang wasn't there, and Wang Chuan didn't care, and walked straight to the counter.

As soon as Wang Chuan appeared, he instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Look, it's Wang Chuan, he's coming to the Zongwu Hall again!"

"I heard that a few days ago he finally passed the Heavenly Barrier, became a monk, and beat Wang Hua violently?"

"So what, at the age of nearly sixteen, he has only passed the threshold of heaven, even if he becomes a monk, he is a waste. ”

"That's it, maybe he won't even be able to reach the third layer of the Qi Refining Realm!"

After that, several people snickered secretly, and their words were full of disdain for Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan, who was originally of a low status, suddenly became a monk, and his status rose, so naturally there would be many voices that were not optimistic.

Hearing the voice, Wang Hua and Deacon Chen also looked over, but Wang Hua's eyes were full of fierce light.

Outside the Zongwu Hall, he hadn't settled the account for the scandal that made him ugly, and now Wang Chuan actually sent it to the door himself.

I just wanted to go up to find fault, but I thought of the rules of the Zongwu Hall, and forcibly pressed it.

In the Zongwu Hall, there is no noise or fighting, this is the rule.

Wang Chuan saw Wang Hua's thoughts, and the corners of his mouth showed a mocking look.

When Wang Hua killed the previous owner of the body, it was not like now.

There was no ridicule, and Wang Hua was directly ignored.

In his opinion, Wang Hua, who is not even an acquired martial artist, is no longer a person who is not a person with him, and he will go to him for trouble and drop the price.

Just look for an opportunity to take revenge on his head.

Walked over to the counter and handed two books to Deacon Chen.

"A book of exercises, a book of martial arts, come and return it. Wang Chuan said lightly.

Deacon Chen took the two books, glanced at them, raised his pen, and muttered, "Wang Chuan, return the ...... of the Qi Drawing and Flowing Wind Sword Technique."

"Flowing Wind Sword Technique?" Deacon Chen raised his eyes to look at Wang Chuan, and there seemed to be an inquiry in his eyes.

Knowing what he meant, Wang Chuan nodded.

"I only borrowed it for three days and returned it, it seems that I know the difficulty of practicing the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, so I retreated knowing the difficulty. Deacon Chen shook his head and placed the two books under the counter.

The voice was not loud, but everyone in the Zongwu Hall could hear it clearly.

is also a second son, Deacon Chen naturally wants to help Wang Hua a little.

For a while, everyone's eyes looked at Wang Chuan again.

"I actually borrowed the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, it's an intermediate sword technique!"

"Yes, and this swordsmanship is extremely difficult to practice, no one seems to have practiced this martial art in our dart game, right?"

"Even the second son has not practiced this swordsmanship, just Wang Chuan, he is so ignorant of the height of the sky. ”

"What kind of person is the second son, that is a genius monk who reached the ninth level of the Qi Refining Realm at the age of sixteen, it is only a matter of time before he wants to practice a martial art, how can he be compared to Wang Chuan. ”

The cynicism around him did not affect Wang Chuan's mood in the slightest.

He looked at his nose and his nose, and he didn't care about what the people around him said.

"I actually chose the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, what an idiot, I lost the opportunity to practice martial arts in vain, a monk who can only learn martial arts, is really laughing to death. Wang Hua also lost no time in mocking.

Ignoring it at all, Wang Chuan raised his eyes to look at Deacon Chen and saluted, "I want to take over the task of escorting the darts." ”

Hearing this, the people around him immediately burst into laughter.

Darts are nothing else, you must set off the next day, otherwise you will delay the time and will be punished by the dart board.

And Wang Chuan has only been able to get the exercises for three days, and he actually has to catch the dart?

Isn't this tired of being alive?

"Wang Chuan, are you here to make fun of me?" Deacon Chen leaned out half of his body and stared at Wang Chuan, his face full of impatience.

"Not really. ”

"Since it's not, then you said you want to catch the dart? With your current state, letting you catch the dart is to lose the face of our mountain and sea dart game......"

Before Deacon Chen's word "face" could be spoken, Wang Chuan exuded the momentum of the third layer of his Qi Refining Realm.

When he first came in, everyone ignored his realm.

It wasn't until Wang Chuan revealed himself now that he discovered that he was already a third-level cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm.

Sensing his realm, everyone's eyes were about to pop out.

The third layer of the Qi Refining Realm, they really didn't perceive it wrong?

"This ...... Wang Chuan is really at the third level of the Qi Refining Realm?"

"It should ...... Yes. ”

With a gasp, everyone exploded.

For a while, the Zongwu Hall was extremely noisy, and the degree of surprise in this matter completely overshadowed the rules of the Zongwu Hall.

"Silence!" Deacon Chen glanced at everyone and said sharply.

Hearing this, the Zongwu Hall fell silent for an instant, and then began to whisper surprise.

"Entering the third layer of the Qi Refining Realm in three days, even if it is the second son, he doesn't have such a fast speed!"

"The second son cultivated at the age of twelve, and it took a year to reach the third layer of the Qi Refining Realm. ”

"That's right, Wang Chuan is at the third level of the Qi Refining Realm in three days, doesn't it mean that he is stronger than the second son?"

"How is it possible, I think it must be because this waste has been pressed for too long to have such an effect!"

The crowd kept arguing, and they couldn't get an answer that satisfied them for a while.

If you let them know that Wang Chuan only took one night, he directly broke through to the third layer of the Qi Refining Realm, I don't know what his expression is

Deacon Chen was also extremely surprised in his heart, but after all, he had rich experience and could suppress his expression.

The only thing he didn't expect was that even a veteran of him capsized in the gutter, and he didn't find out Wang Chuan's realm for the first time.

In fact, Wang Chuan has nothing to hide, as long as he investigates a little, he can know his realm.

But it was precisely because of this that everyone subconsciously ignored his realm.

"Ahem. Somewhat embarrassed, Deacon Chen coughed dryly and said, "Since you have reached the third level of the Qi Refining Realm, you can naturally take on the task. ”