Thirteen basic sword moves, Li Zijin practiced repeatedly.

After becoming a Qi Refiner in the Qi Condensation Realm, the appearance of the young man actually only changed slightly, refining and refining qi, refining qi and transforming gods, refining gods and returning to emptiness, refining voids and merging the Dao. Qi refiner's cultivation of the Inner Dan is nothing more than these four processes.

Li Zijin is now in the first process, in the step of refining and refining qi, every time he uses the spiritual power in the sea of consciousness, and runs Zhou Tian between the acupoints in his body and the cave, he will actually make the young man's body develop in a good direction.

The qi refiner on the mountain, who lives forever and sees for a long time, why he can stay young and look ageless, is actually related to the realm of cultivation and the spiritual power in the sea of knowledge.

The higher the realm, the deeper the degree of washing the marrow and changing the bone, the deeper the degree of changing the face, and now Li Zijin, who is only in the second realm, has naturally not reached the level of washing the marrow and changing the bones, but through the operation of spiritual power, refining and refining the qi, gradually let the young man's face fade a little childish, and his appearance tends to mature, but it is natural, not to pull out the seedlings to help grow.

Li Zijin is trying a new combination of sword moves.

The thirteen kinds of sword moves that Xie Yufeng taught him are nothing more than pointing, stabbing, splitting, sweeping, belting, pumping, intercepting, wiping, teasing, hitting, hanging, supporting, and blocking, and these sword moves, in fact, each potential is very basic, repeated practice, can lay a good foundation for Li Zijin to lay the foundation of the sword, the foundation is stable, then the follow-up kendo entry, can be smooth sailing, extremely smooth.

The young man is very talented, in Xie Yufeng's words, that is, other people practice swords, and they want to pursue the combination of people and swords, while Li Zijin practices swords, but he has extremely high requirements for swords, and he is for swords and people.

Right now, the verdant emerald sword in Li Zijin's hand is actually quite good, even if it is placed in the eyes of the sword cultivator on the mountain, it is also a hot object.

This sword came from the hand of Wen Yan of Wind Thunder City, and it has been for some years.

As one of the top ten sects in the world, Wind Thunder City, the realm and strength of its sect monks may not be the most powerful among the ten sects in the world, but if it comes to sword casting, then if Wind Thunder City is called second, no other sect dares to call it first, which is also the foundation of a Wind Thunder City.

To put it bluntly, it's two words, rich.

How rich is it? If the wealth of a Daxuan Dynasty is compared to the water of the East China Sea, then with the financial resources of a Wind Thunder City, the East China Sea can almost be filled.

Sword cultivation in the world, if you want to buy a sword, the first choice must be Wind Thunder City.

It is not easy to cast a new sword, and it is even more difficult to cast a new sword of good quality.

The time and place are favorable, and all three are indispensable.

Among the three, the time of day is the most difficult to meet, and the person is the most difficult to grasp.

It is precisely because of the young man's high talent that he has already memorized the thirteen kinds of sword moves after practicing diligently for a while, so he has an idea and begins to practice some more complex moves, such as the next step is to catch the stab, but Li Zijin wants to jump over the thorn and go to the split, and the next move is to sweep, but he doesn't sweep, and goes back to use the stabbing move.

Thirteen moves, practicing backwards after practice, jumping and practicing after practicing backwards, jumping and practicing strings, and after practicing strings, he has become what he is now, flower practice!

After practicing the sword in the left hand, practice the sword in the right hand.

The young man is in the bamboo forest, the green shirt is fluttering, the sword is dancing, the body moves with his heart, the sword walks with him, and he arranges and combines thirteen kinds of sword moves at will, which is handy, like a fish in water.

Many sword moves are at your fingertips, no matter how complicated the moves, in the hands of the young man, it seems to be as simple as the palm of the hand, flowing smoothly, in one go, faintly, it has already fit the atmosphere of the avenue.

Xie Yufeng held the wine jug in his hand, smiling, watching the bamboo forest general's boring sword practice replaced with a colorful sword dance.

As the saying goes, the master leads the way, and the cultivation is in the individual, which is not unreasonable.

The same master teaches different disciples the same mental method, the same kind of swordsmanship, and the same cultivation method, some people are able to draw inferences from one case and make rapid progress, while some people are stuck everywhere and practice slowly.

In addition to aptitude and understanding, what remains is nothing more than the difference in diligence.

Most of the monks in the world are actually far from the level of talent, which makes Xie Yufeng feel sad and regretful, and outsiders are just that, he doesn't even bother to say, who wants to care if you live or die? But when he saw those fellow disciples and brothers, practicing swords half-heartedly, fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, wanting to take shortcuts everywhere, the truth is smooth.

Why!

Once something goes wrong, I give up, and I have to slander the sentence "Empathy, this non-lethal swordsmanship, what is the point of practicing it?"

As everyone knows, if you want to survive and be rich, you must work hard.

Xie Yufeng himself is extremely stupid in talent, and he encounters walls everywhere in sword practice, and he is not only one step slow in cultivation? Compared with those fellow disciples, he Xie Yufeng seems to have been born with a dwarf, and others can see the moves at a glance, he needs to keep his eyes on it, have no distractions, study hard, and redouble his practice.

Others break through the realm once a year, as if they are playing. He put in several times the efforts of others, and in exchange for only breaking the realm in three years.

Why?

He wanted to say to those brothers and sisters who were talented but self-defeating, if you don't want to work hard, lend me your talent, I will practice my sword hard and practice hard, anyway, you will feel bitter, but I won't······

You think that empathy can't kill the enemy, and it's too difficult to learn, but I don't think so, I want to learn empathy, I want to practice swords, and I want to see the difference between the "flowing water" in the mouth of the master and the water of the East China Sea.

You don't want to shed blood and sweat, I do.

But why, I, Xie Yufeng, am the one with dull qualifications and slow cultivation.

Why.

The thoughts in the middle-aged Jian Xiu's mind were interrupted by the young man's words, and he came back to his senses from his trance.

"Senior Xie, do you see my sword moves, how do you play? I gave it a name, landscape empathy, what do you think? Is it domineering enough, is it good?"

The young man in the green shirt was sweating profusely, with a bright smile on his face, his eyes narrowed into a slit, holding a turquoise long sword Cui Rui upside down, and stepped to the middle-aged sword cultivator in three or two steps, his eyes stayed on the wine gourd in his hand.

Young man, this is gluttony.

He was the one who didn't want to drink at the beginning, but now he is the one who thinks about a hero's courage.

"Mountains and rivers empathy, good name, go. Xie Yufeng's eyes were full of energy, "Let me see your landscape empathy again." ”

Xie Yufeng's mind was not on the boy at all, but he faintly felt that the young man in the green shirt who kept making swords and dancing swords in the bamboo forest had a little indescribable similarity with his young self and Chen Siyuan back then.

The only thing that is different from himself may be in talent, just as Xie Yufeng felt when he first saw a teenager, Li Zijin's kendo attainments are extremely high. He felt that even if the two were extremely high, they were not enough to judge the talent of the young man, so he later added a sentence, people practice swords, it is people and swords, Li Zijin practices swords, but the requirements for swords are extremely high, requiring swords and people to be together.

What a big face, why doesn't it seem that people are practicing swords, but those swords in the world are waiting for the young man to practice.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that in addition to practicing swords, he might also be able to let Li Zijin learn to refine swords, so he started to learn the sword-casting technique, and waited until the sword-casting technique was perfected, and the sword body was polished to a very hot temperature, and then he pursued a deeper level of refining the sword heart.

Li Zijin smiled and nodded, changed from holding the long sword upside down to a stabbing move, and exerted force under his feet, the whole person was like an arrow, shooting out, the Cui Yuan sword opened the way, and the young man leaned his whole body, relying only on his toes to maintain this extremely difficult posture to control.

When Li Zijin leaped into the bamboo forest with his sword, he began to demonstrate to Xie seniors that after arranging and combining thirteen kinds of sword moves, he figured out a set of sword moves, which was actually the basis of these different sword postures, coherently used, and swords in the most convenient order.

The young man's eyes were like torches, and he began to dance the sword, holding the sword in his left hand, from right to left, with a sweep, the green leaves in the bamboo forest began to be driven by the sword gang, and they danced in the wind.

After sweeping to the left, the wrist is flipped to the left, the sword body is converted horizontally to vertically, the young man's feet exert force, the whole body is flipped in mid-air, and the long sword in his hand is also flipped with the young man's body, but it can always remain in one position, the sword intent is endless, the sword moves with the body, and the sword does not stop.

After a wide open and closed sweep, the vertical sword body of the wrist was connected, and then the person and the sword flipped together, infusing a body of spiritual power into the wrist, and then using the wrist to exert force, the spiritual power was injected into the jade sword in the hand, and after the flip stopped, the right foot stepped on the ground violently, and the body quickly floated in the dense bamboo forest in front of him, and the bamboo leaves fell all over the sky.

Wherever the sword qi passed, there was a crisp sound, like a firecracker bursting, deafening.

The left-handed sword is replaced by the right-handed sword, the same horizontal stroke, the vertical sword body, the flipping sword style, like an arrow floating forward, the wrist exerts force, and the sword qi gushes out from the tip of the Cui Yuan sword.

Xie Yufeng nodded secretly, the young man had clearly turned sword practice into a dancing sword, and he was able to switch between sword moves, doing whatever he wanted, unbridled in the ocean, and retracting and releasing freely, although the realm is now low, and the sword qi can only be condensed above the tip of the sword, but it is different from the sword qi of ordinary sword cultivation that "shatters when touched", but can maintain the sword qi at the tip of the Cui Yuan sword, which lasts for a long time, and the power does not retreat but increases, but it is limited to the current level by the cultivation of the condensation realm.

Xie Yufeng could no longer hide the admiration and relief in his eyes, watching the young man dancing the sword, he could really afford to be a soaring dragon, graceful like a dragon, the sword qi was limited by the realm, so he condensed the sword qi into a point and made a sword on the tip of the sword, how did he come up with such an idea?

In the end, Li Zijin pulled a sword flower, put the sword into the sheath, and was exhausted.

The boy turned.

"Senpai, how's that?"

In the bamboo forest, the green bamboos that had just passed by the tip of the Cui Rui Sword suddenly fell to the ground.