"Huashan swordsmanship has three decisions, treachery, interception, and unity. ”

Ling Huyue sat up slightly on the rattan chair, took a sip of tea, and the soft melon seeds had a light smile on her face, and her voice was beautiful and pleasant, conveying the essentials of swordsmanship.

"Is it like this? ”

Without looking at Ling Huyue, the Qingfeng sword swirled in his hand.

Ning Yan's face was very serious and serious, the sword in his hand, either soft or domineering, the tip of the sword swayed out a vague afterimage, 'poof' a few times, the sword flower bloomed, and ripples spread out like ripples.

"Fluffy ——!"

There was a light sound, stone chips splashed, and a lotus flower trace appeared on the wall, very shallow and faint, but the outline shape was clear, which was the trajectory of Ning Yan's wave just now.

There is no Lingyuan blessing, just the strength formed by the condensation of simple swordsmanship, leaving a trajectory in time, leaving traces in space, the wall is ten meters away, but it is as close as in front of you, within reach.

Well, it's a bit projective.

In other words, if you master this kind of swordsmanship, you can kill the enemy even if you are thousands of miles away and standing in place.

Of course, the premise is to fully master the key skills of swordsmanship, and cultivate as a support to withstand the huge consumption.

Ning Yan can only do it within ten meters now, and when he makes a move, his face is already bloodless, as if he has been hollowed out.

His sword-wielding arm was spasming, and there was a sharp pain, all the sleeves of his shirt were shattered, and his veins burst out, as if an invisible force was pulling flesh and blood in the void, trying to drain him.

The smile on Ling Huyue's face gradually solidified, and she quietly looked at the lotus flower on the wall, and said after being silent: "In less than an hour, you have practiced qi interception?"

Air cut-off ...... The corners of Ling Huyue's mouth twitched slightly, the real watershed of this swordsmanship is this move, known as the second decisive battle that is different from mortal gods.

The Sword of Change, the first step of Huashan swordsmanship, although this step is difficult, but under diligent practice, it can be learned in a little time, which is the purity of condensing many swordsmanship essentials.

It's a little fancy, and it's more handsome.

This move, the Sword Palace also mastered, no, to be exact, the first decision is the sword of the world, everyone makes the sword different, but it is all within this category.

Only after the second decisive battle, a hundred streams competed.

Many Huashanmen people can't learn this second decision in their lives, so that Huyue's talent is called the best in Huashan, and it is only after three years of cultivation that they finally master it.

An hour?

This time made her clench her fists, clenched her teeth, and endured not to burst out of the foul language, which was incredulous in her heart.

I swore to teach this swordsmanship before, thinking that Ning Yan would not be able to learn it in a short time, and finally obediently went to Huashan and gave in to her.

It was her original plan...... Taking a deep breath, she nodded slightly: "It's not bad, I have the demeanor of the year, the second decision is different from the previous move, it is also called the turning sword, unique, work hard, and the final decision, well, unity is the literal meaning, the ancestor left a sentence, the meaning of unity, there is no sword, you are the sword." ”

"I feel like you're scolding me, are you jealous of my talent, but for the sake of you giving me swordsmanship, it's not an example. ”

Putting away his sword and standing, he took a long breath, Ning Yan bowed slightly, very generous and didn't bother with her.

"Just kidding, I'm going to be jealous of you?" Ling Huyue sneered.

That's right, I'm just jealous of you, and I learned the second decision in one hour, except for the ancestor of the mountain, which is unprecedented...... She fell into deep thought, how long did it take for the ancestor to create this trick back then?

Master was right to let her get close to this person, and she made the right decision.

The corners of Ling Huyue's mouth curled slightly, and Ying Ying's eyes wandered on Ning Yan's body, just like seeing the same heart-pounding food on the dinner table.

"I'll think about it again. ”

didn't notice Ling Huyue's strange eyes, Ning Yan pondered deeply, thinking about another thing, if he cooperated with the causal knife to perform the second decision...... Tsk, as if I had discovered some amazing secret.

......

In the evening, in their own room.

"Xi Yao, watch the door, I want to cultivate. ”

After admonishing the little fox, in the other party's well-behaved and serious gaze, as if he had some difficult task and ran to the back of the door, Ning Yan began to cultivate.

Take out a bunch of spirit stones, the absorption method has been learned from Ling Huyue, hold it in your hand, and run the cultivation method.

The cultivation method is still the kind that he has improved himself, and it can be summed up in one sentence - running the exercises, scattering the exercises, absorbing saturation, perfectly connecting, and refining them all.

"In fact, to really achieve a perfect connection, you still need to cooperate with internal breathing. ”

Under his absorption, the spirit stones turned into rolling aura and rushed into the body, the richness is incomparable, just like the difference between smelling steamed buns and eating steamed buns, that kind of fullness, people can't wait to indulge in it, and don't want to wake up.

Of course, the process is still thrilling, but Ning Yan has been operating for so long, and he is also handy and familiar with the road.

With one inhalation and one swallow, the speed of the spiritual yuan reserves in the dantian gradually increased with the naked eye, which also covered up the shortcomings of the passing.

Li Ziman's shot was like a small hole in his body, and there was no solution for the time being.

I have to say that Li Ziman's research results are basically successful, and immortal cultivators are not afraid of firearms, so they are terminated here.

The moon passed in the middle of the sky, and midnight came.

A tidal wave of air rippled in the air, spreading, and the moon was like water, rippling with ripples.

In the guest room, Ling Huyue, who was meditating and cultivating with her eyes closed, opened her eyes with a feeling, looked out the window with clear and bright eyes, and the corners of her lips were raised, revealing a light smile.

"You can break through so quickly, even if you have a spirit stone, you can't do it, his cultivation method is right, I have to master it! But what Ning Yan said is also right, go back and ask the master what he said first." ”

The bright eyes ignited with fighting spirit, and then they closed, and the room fell silent again.

Early the next morning, the sun climbed out of the hill with his waist stretched.

In the cold world, a hint of pleasant temperature gradually appeared.

In winter, insects and birds are scarce, and the mountains are not as noisy as the city, only quiet and peaceful early mornings.

A white shadow rushed out of the house, looked around the yard, and then rushed to Fang Houde, who was busy watering the vegetable garden, and a crisp girlish voice with a little anxiety came out: "Old man, save Brother Ning!"

"What's wrong with Ning Yan?"

The little fox is a demon, Fang Houde is not surprised that she spat out words, threw the watering can to the side, and hurriedly ran into Ning Yan's house.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Ning Yan sitting on the bed, looking haggard, his eyes were out of focus, and under the cover of his clothes, his arm was covered with dense cracks, and there was blood, like a broken porcelain.

Fang Houde was startled and hurriedly walked over.

......

During breakfast, Ning Yan sat at the table a little tired, a bowl of coarse grain porridge, two fried dough sticks, a plate of dried radish, and a tofu ****** Houde, Ling Huyue, Xu Sisi, and Fang Minruo each sat in their own places, enjoying breakfast, and the atmosphere was warm.

Glancing at Ning Yan, whose face was still a little pale, Ling Huyue couldn't help but chuckle: "People are cultivating and are full of energy, if you cultivate, almost everyone is gone, is the difference so big." ”

Fang Houde nodded, deeply agreed.