Zhang Wuji had never understood what a swordsman was before.

I just thought that with a sword on my back, my expression was lonely and cold, and I was called a swordsman when I was full.

It wasn't until he cultivated his sword qi that he understood.

It turns out that the swordsman is the sword cultivator who has cultivated the sword qi.

And the cultivation of sword qi has no fixed form, it does not exist in any books, and it is not even clear how to successfully cultivate.

Some people hold their swords overnight, and their sword qi is self-generated, and some people use their swords for a lifetime and still don't have half a cent of sword qi.

But there is one point, throughout the ages, all the great sword cultivators who can really wield sword qi are all people who have been obsessed with swords all their lives.

Zhang Wuji also loves swords, even though strictly speaking, he used to perform the Great Movement with his bare hands than with a sword, but he still likes to use a sword.

It can be regarded as hard work, and he is now at the beginning of his sword qi.

Now, as long as he has a sword in his hand, his strength can be increased by no less than fifty percent in an instant.

If the second elder of Xuan Ming appeared in front of him again now, Zhang Wuji was sure to kill him with one sword.

That's the terrible thing about sword cultivation.

If an ordinary martial artist can increase the attack power of the weapon by attaching strength to the weapon, the sword cultivation sword qi can increase the attack power by one hundred in an instant, and the most important thing is that it can also increase the penetration by one hundred percent.

This greatly improved the ability of sword cultivation to break defenses.

Speaking of image points, no matter what sword Zhang Wuji uses now, it is equivalent to the effect of an extra Heavenly Sword, or even stronger.

And this is only the initial effect of his sword qi, with the cultivation in the future, his sword qi will become sharper and sharper.

Zhang Wuji was sitting cross-legged in his courtyard at the moment, silently feeling the sword qi in his body.

To his surprise, his body was empty, and no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find even a wisp of sword qi.

Some of them are just the more and more majestic true qi in the dantian, and there is no difference from before.

But...... When Zhang Wuji opened his eyes and focused his gaze on the long sword in front of him.

A flash of light suddenly converged on the long sword, and even the sword body made a slight trembling sound, as if his sword was conscious.

But Zhang Wuji knew that this was not consciousness, but just sword qi.

In a way that he couldn't understand at all, a powerful power that burst out directly from his own spirit.

This is sword qi.

It consumes true qi, consumes spirit, and even consumes one's willpower.

Zhang Wuji has tried to maintain the state of sword qi penetrating his body all the time, but now he can only maintain it for a quarter of an hour, that is, fifteen minutes, no matter how much more his true qi will be consumed, his spiritual will will also be weakened.

"No wonder swordsmen kill people with one sword, at most two or three swords, it turns out to be the so-called three-second real man!" Zhang Wuji muttered to himself, his expression a little strange.

But even with such restrictions, Zhang Wuji is still happy.

He grabbed the trembling long sword in front of him and stood up, wielding sword qi in the courtyard.

Now he can't use his sword qi out of thin air, so he can only attach his sword qi to the sword.

But even so, this sword dance still made him feel hearty.

It's completely different from the feeling of attaching the strength to the sword before, it's just an extra sharp weapon, and the strength on it is the same as the strength of the palm and punch.

And now he seemed to feel that the sword in his hand was no longer a weapon, but a part of his body.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Wuji put away his sword and stood.

The sword marks around the small courtyard are uneven, the deep ones are even seven or eight inches, and the shallow ones are only one white mark.

"Mowgli, you are becoming more and more like a swordsman, but it makes Uncle Shi envious!" a voice sounded behind him.

Zhang Wuji looked back, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

The person who came was his leader in the way of the sword, and the second master Bo Yu Lianzhou.

Although this leader has not comprehended half of the sword qi until now, he is embarrassed.

"Uncle Shi, are you ready to go back to Wudang?" Zhang Wuji asked with a smile.

"Alright, you can leave at any time!" Yu Lianzhou nodded.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Wuji got up, turned his head and shouted into the room, "Xiao Zhao, let's go." ”

"Alas, Childe, wait a minute!" a crisp girl's voice sounded.

Soon, Xiao Zhao, who was wearing a long cyan skirt and dressed as a maid, walked out with a small burden on his back.

This girl has a unique temperament on her face, her eyes are blue, a little baby fat, and she has two dimples when she laughs, revealing a youthful and lively atmosphere.

It can be said that she is a beauty of the same level as Zhou Zhiruo, but they have their own merits and different beauty.

Xiao Zhao was arranged by his mother to Zhang Wuji's side, and in the name of taking care of Zhang Wuji's diet and daily life, in fact, Zhang Wuji understood that this was a blatant beauty plan.

According to the tradition of the Persian Ming Sect, Xiao Zhao should take over her mother's class and become a saint, and she may be arrested back to Persia in the future.

This is a hidden danger after all.

But if Xiao Zhao becomes Zhang Wuji's woman and has such a powerful man to protect her, then there is nothing to worry about.

For Dai Qisi's careful thoughts, Zhang Wuji was like a mirror in his heart.

In order to stabilize the purple-shirted dragon king, Zhang Wuji also gladly accepted it.

And to be honest, it feels pretty good to have a diligent little beauty by her side to serve.

Outside the small courtyard where Zhang Wuji lived, the high-level members of the Mingjiao Sect stood quietly in a row.

Seeing Zhang Wuji come out, he immediately said respectfully: "Congratulations to the sect leader." ”

Zhang Wuji looked at this scene and frowned slightly.

"Who made this out, scattered and scattered, I don't know if I thought I was dead!"

Zhang Wuji waved his hand speechlessly, asking these old guys to do what they should do.

Yang Xiao next to him looked embarrassed, this was his idea.

This is not a major trip back to Wudang, considering that the sect leader is young and promising, it is the age of face-loving, and he should prefer big scenes, so he made a farewell ceremony.

I didn't expect the horse's fart to be slapped on the horse's hooves, and there was no one.

"You just do what I was told at the previous meeting, and do your job, and I will be back in a month at most. Zhang Wuji finally admonished and waved away.

It's now the third day since the night attack on Greenwillow Lodge.

That night, because Zhang Wuji was so powerful, he slashed the eight first-class realm archers after the other party was broken with a sword, which caused the retreat of the people of Green Willow Villa to be unable to be effectively completed, and in the end, only seven or eight of the top powerhouses of the day after tomorrow protected Zhao Min and escaped.

In the entire battle of Green Willow Villa, the Mingjiao Wudang coalition army can be described as a complete victory, killing eight acquired masters, forty-three first-class masters, and three or four hundred second-rate and below.

After this battle, the forces in the rivers and lakes that had been operating in the hands of the imperial court for one or two decades were basically wiped out, and it was difficult to make any more waves.

In addition, Zhao Min, a member of the Five Great Sects who was caught at that time, did not have time to send him away, and was rescued by Zhang Wuji.

Of course, he didn't immediately relieve these people of the poison of the Ten Spices and Soft Tendons, but directly brought them back to the Bright Peak, and then locked them up again.

In the name of beauty, let them recuperate at the top of the light.

In fact, Zhang Wuji was ready to use these people to force the five major factions to submit and pull them on the rebel ship together.

If you want to hide and eat melons to watch the excitement, then you really don't even think about it.