The sky covered the black tent, and the stars shy and shimmered, and it was a beautiful night sky.

Perhaps during the day, there was an apocalyptic scene, and the whole night seemed so peaceful, peaceful, and quiet.

In the silence of the night, a black boy lay on the muddy surface, and the sound of well-proportioned and smooth breathing came from the boy's nose.

The reason why he thinks he is a teenager is because there are some marks on his face, and his skin is crystal clear, fair and smooth, like a girl's skin, shining brightly.

The young man is Benchen, since he was fainted by the invisible breath, he has not woken up, and has been asleep, from this situation, he has been struck by thunder and lightning has no problem, and he has slept very sweetly.

There was a sigh in the air: I don't know how the master got his thoughts?

"Uh-huh!" the boy opened his eyes, which seemed to be a little sour, and sat up.

Looking at the empty starry sky, the young man was a little distracted, he was recalling what he had experienced, a trace of bitterness spread, he gritted his teeth to hold back the anger in his heart, how could he forget this experience?

Benchen began to check his body, it was better than ever, he knew that this was the result of being scorched by thunder, he took a deep breath, dragged his stinky body, walked to the mountain spring, and slowly walked to the house after washing, and the strange thing was that Uncle Xiang did not come to greet him.

I walked into the house, collapsed on the bed, covered my head with the quilt and fell into a dream.

The next morning, Ben Chen cultivated as before, as if everything yesterday had nothing to do with him, and he himself had no other abnormalities, but if you look closely, you will find that Ben Chen's eyes are fundamentally different from before, and they are sharper.

A set of Tai Chi boxing slowly rhymed under the transmission of Benchen's flexible limbs, a drop of crystal clear sweat slid down Benchen's cheeks, if you fall into it and look closely, you will find that Benchen's movements are getting faster and faster, and you can vaguely see that Benchen is now dancing on a gossip yin and yang fish.

Ben Chen didn't know how many times he had practiced, and before he knew it, the sun was in the sky and the sun was scorching, Ben Chen's breath stopped, and at this time Uncle Xiang had already prepared a meal, and Ben Chen picked up his rice bowl and began to clean the battlefield.

The sword is Benchen's favorite weapon, there is no one, he remembers that when he was a child, he secretly took the old Taoist's sword and carried it on his back, and ran around with joy, and finally he fell asleep somehow, did not return the sword on time, and was beaten by the unscrupulous old Taoist priest with a blue nose and swollen face.

The sword is the ancestor of a hundred soldiers, and the sword is different from a single sword, a double sword, and a short sword. The sword is also known as the "king of a hundred soldiers", Jun is the meaning of a gentleman, in ancient times, literati and scholars all paid attention to the sword, on the one hand, the sword dance to exercise the body, on the other hand, it can be used for self-defense.

Benchen came to the mountain spring with a long sword, he was already a double refining skin realm, the light skills learned in the previous life had a place to use, his feet were a little on the water, and the person came to the most turbulent reef and stood on the most turbulent reef, and the water carried a thousand momentum, smashing on Benchen's young body.

Benchen held the sword in his left hand, put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and wanted to draw the sword out of the sheath at any time, but the sword was not unsheathed, his eyes were condensed, and his spirit was concentrated.

"Dust, you have to remember one thing, no matter what kind of weapon you hold, you must treat it as a part of your body, be familiar with it, and feel every vein of it!"

"In the end, it is familiar to the point that it is like instinct, and it is your instinct, and it comes out of instinct, and it is instinctive!"

......

Ben Chen recalled the old Taoist's earnest words in his mind, what he had to do now was to familiarize himself with the sword, he wanted to run in the gap with the sword, eliminate the strangeness between the sword, turn over the sword, and close the sheath with his hand.

The mountain spring was still surging as before, and wave after wave of impact hit Benchen's body, roaring angrily, vowing to blast Benchen down.

Benchen now doesn't know how many times he has been impacted, he forgot the pain, forgot the sound, forgot everything, in a blur, he saw a long sword, but he is now far away from the sword, and he himself is slowly walking towards the sword, the distance is too far, I don't know when to go.

"Gollum!!"

Benchen planted his head in the water, relying on the instinct of his body, Benchen slowly swam to the shore, climbed his feet to rest, recovered his strength and spirit, and when his face was ruddy and clear, Benchen came underwater again, repeating the same action. Benchen did not use any mystical power to resist the impact of the rapids, and relied entirely on his physical body to compete with the turbulent springs.

Again and again he poured into the water, recovered again and again, and stood on the reef again and again! At night, Benchen slept with the hilt of his sword in his sleep, not wanting to waste a little time.

There are no years of cultivation, and Benchen has been cultivating like this for three months unconsciously.

During these three months, Benchen did not have a day of idleness, and he was cultivating hard every day, whether it was windy or rainy, he never stopped.

In the past three months, Ben Chen did not deliberately cultivate the mental method, but he is now a triple peak martial artist in the Skin Refining Realm, and his physical strength is also very strong, compared to the body cultivation of the acquired fivefold, he can not feel the slightest pain under the water, the distance from the sword in his consciousness is much closer, and in the gap moment, he has also cultivated his flying knife, which is also a small achievement.

Today Benchen is wearing clean clothes, he is going to go to the city in a few days, in these three months, he communicated with Shennong Ding, this Shennong Ding can be alchemy, he has to let it refine a few pills of marrow cleansing.

For mortals, a myelin-washing pill can make a waste wood born with blocked tendons and veins become a genius martial artist, break through the blockage of tendons and veins, and it is even possible to advance to an innate powerhouse in cultivation.

The medullary pill contains a large amount of pure aura, which can open up the mortal body with serious poison, so that they have a healthy body far better than ordinary people, strong as an ox, doing heavy farm work, and enduring ice and snow.

For the martial arts effect is more considerable, wash the meridians and cut the marrow, remove the impurities in the body, make the body pure and clean, like glass, and at the same time quench the meridians, so that the meridians of the whole body can be unblocked, on what kind of exercises to practice, it will definitely have the effect of twice the result with half the effort.

"Young Master, are you going out again?" Seeing that Benchen was clean, Uncle Xiang asked gently.

Hearing Uncle Xiang's words, Benchen hurriedly turned around: "Yes, Uncle Xiang, I'm going to the city to buy something." ”

"That young master must be very careful in the city, don't be impulsive!" Uncle Xiang was still so gentle, he was afraid that because of his cultivation success, Benchen would ignore others and let himself be harmed.

"Okay, Uncle Xiang!" Benchen jumped out of the house after answering. Benchen came to the city, and came to the Zhenhuan Chamber of Commerce, and it was the old man who greeted him.

"Little brother, what do you need this time?" said the little old man with a smile.

"I need some medicinal herbs!" Benchen went straight to the point, there was no time here now haha.

"Little brother, let's talk about it!" the little old man said very technically.

But Benchen won't pay attention to this, but he still hasn't remembered that he is now in the Tianxuan Continent, not on the earth.

"Huang Jing, Angelica, Rehman, Goji Berry, Five Places......" Ben Chen opened his mouth and said, but he didn't notice that the old man beside him was blinking with an eye open at this time, and he didn't understand what was at all. Ben Chen was still energetic, and the old man hurriedly interrupted and said, "Little brother, this, are you sure this is a medicinal herb?"

Benchen looked at the little old man's puzzled face, and knew that he had made a mistake again, this was Tianxuan, not the earth of the Sprinkle family.

But at this time, Benchen suddenly thought of a terrible thing, he remembered that he kept the same thing with the little girl, so ......