According to the "Three Swords of Qi Condensation" exercise, he found a wooden stick, first luck, forced a small amount of vitality into the wooden stick, but before he could make a move, he only heard a "click", and the wooden stick was actually broken into two sections.

Then he tried a few more times, and each time the result was the same.

"What's going on?" Ma Fangyu thought to himself, it seems that this "Three Swords of Condensation" seems simple, but it is actually extremely difficult. At the beginning of the cultivation, I encountered problems, and now I only condensed a small amount of vitality on the wooden stick, if I had all the vitality, I am afraid that it would have been shattered a long time ago.

After thinking about it, Ma Fangyu couldn't think of a reason, and the sky was gradually darkening. Ma Fangyu was a little anxious, less than two days was the day of the battle, if this "Three Swords of Condensation" has not been practiced well, how can it be compared with others at that time.

Now he really wanted Hei Lao to stand in front of him so that he could ask him for advice, which was obviously impossible. If you want to see Hei Lao again, you will have to wait until tomorrow night, but if you ask him for advice at that time, I'm afraid it's too late.

"No, you must practice the "Three Swords of Condensing Qi" before saying goodbye to Hei Lao, now you can only go back first, and then find a way. Ma Fangyu made a decision and walked back.

In the dead of night, Ma Fangyu lay alone in bed, although he was sleepy, he still insisted on keeping himself awake. His mind was full of problems that he had encountered during the day.

Why does condensing the vitality on a stick cause it to break?, he asked himself over and over again. Is there any difference between a wooden stick and a human being? Suddenly, his brain is like an initiation, is it because the wooden stick is dead and has no sinew veins, so it cannot carry the vital energy? The human body has tendons and veins, and the vital energy travels in the tendons and veins, so the human body can carry the vital energy without being injured by the tendons and veins. It must be like this, Ma Fangyu thinks this explanation is very reasonable.

But the question arises again, since the wooden stick cannot carry the vitality, the sword must be the same, so how to condense the vitality on the wooden stick or sword?

Last time in the martial arts training ground, after watching them use the wooden sword moves, they could produce a wave of attacking sword qi, which must be the vitality in the human body, how did they condense the vitality on the wooden sword?

Is it because the vitality comes from the air, and the air already contains the vitality, so it can be unleashed? In this way, the vitality can be condensed in the air, but not in something like a stick.

So, if I condense the vitality on the surface of a wooden stick or sword, with air as a solvent, will it be successful?

Thinking of this, Ma Fangyu was very excited, this problem seems to be about to be solved, just wait for tomorrow's test to know.

After figuring out the problem, Ma Fangyu completely let go of his mood and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Ma Fangyu hurriedly came to the place where he had practiced qi before, ready to try again.

He picked up a stick and began to condense a small amount of vitality, which extended to the surface of the stick through the air, and sure enough, the stick was still intact, and he confirmed his previous idea. Then he began to use the moves of "Three Swords of Condensation".

"Sword Stabbing Pose"

"Sword Split"

"Sword Slash"

He used three moves in a row, but he didn't see the slightest effect, and he could only faintly see the breeze blowing.

Ma Fangyu's eyes were firm, he didn't give up, he survived the most difficult times, are you still afraid of this hard work? So Ma Fangyu practiced repeatedly, and the tricks became more and more proficient, and the attacks he used became more and more profound.

Time is passing, but for Ma Fangyu, it is urgent. He didn't go back to eat, he didn't go back to rest, he kept practicing.

Late at night, in the Flame Peak Banyan Forest, Ma Fangyu bowed deeply to the black old man in front of him, and said sincerely: "Although I don't know the reason, I still want to thank you, it is you who have made me a true cultivator!"

Hei Lao was still mysterious and couldn't see any reaction, he just said lightly: "Let's start, I want to see how you have achieved in the past day or so." ”

After finishing speaking, Ma Fangyu held a wooden stick in his right hand, and then urged the vitality in the Qi Mansion, as if a stream of energy continued to converge towards the wooden stick through Ma Fangyu's body, at this time, the wooden stick glowed with a faint white light, which seemed to merge with his body, and when the muscles and veins along the way soared, he stabbed forward.

"Sword Stabbing Pose"

But he saw a powerful energy come out of his body, and through the wooden stick, a strong light shot out, shooting forward at lightning speed, and dust flew along the way. But seeing that the white light directly pierced a century-old banyan tree, leaving a fist-sized hole.

Ma Fangyu also seemed to have exhausted himself, and the whole person was soft on the ground, this was the strongest blow he could use, and he couldn't use the remaining two moves anymore.

Seeing this, Hei Lao was slightly stunned, and exclaimed in his heart: "This kid is really perverted, and he can actually cultivate to this point in a short period of time, which shows how high his comprehension is." At present, the vitality is slightly insufficient, otherwise the remaining two moves should be used. ”

Hei Lao relieved himself, looked at Ma Fangyu and said, "It's barely passable." "He didn't want to say what was really in his heart.

Ma Fangyu's face was already oozing with sweat, but he didn't expect that his most satisfactory blow could only be exchanged for such an evaluation, and he was inevitably disappointed. However, when he saw Hei Lao also pick up the wooden stick, he immediately came to his senses, did Hei Lao want to show him?

But seeing that Hei Lao had no luck, he didn't even see him use a sword move, but he saw three powerful energy horses shooting out from the wooden stick at the same time, one directly pierced the banyan tree, one directly split the banyan tree in half from top to bottom, and one directly cut the banyan tree at the waist. Could this be a three-sword strike?

Ma Fangyu was dumbfounded, he couldn't believe his eyes. I didn't expect Hei Lao's casual blow to have such power. It seems that the road of cultivation, the road of the strong, is still very long.

"Hei Lao deserves to be Hei Lao, disciple, I admire him very much. "Since Hei Lao is a master of the Jiuxiao Sect, it is reasonable for Ma Fangyu to call himself a disciple. At this time, he will not let go of the opportunity to pat himself on the back.

Hei Lao didn't pay attention to his words, but said: "That's it for today, when will you be able to practice three swords like me, and then come and ask me for new exercises." ”

What? I don't know when I want to practice like you. He was worried in his heart, and when he saw Hei Lao again, he was long gone. Sure enough, there is no trace of coming, the identity of this black old man, I must find a way to know in the future, Ma Fangyu secretly made up her mind.

At the moment, Ma Fangyu's vitality was exhausted, and he was not in a hurry to go back, so he had to sit cross-legged and recover his vitality as soon as possible.

This vitality recovery and qi training are two different things, it does not mean that the vitality in the qi sea is exhausted, you need to practice qi again, so in this case, the previous efforts are not in vain?

Ma Fangyu sat pan for about an hour, and felt that the vitality in his body had almost recovered, so he stood up, his eyes were shining, and he said to himself: "Let's try the two of you tomorrow!"