Ren Pingsheng climbed on the cliff, not up or down, but across the cliff and to the eastern slope. The cliff was steep, and he only relied on the grip of his hands and feet between the convex rocks and rock crevices to hang his whole body, but from time to time he still had one hand free to straighten the iron sword hanging behind his back.

The rusty iron bar, in the eyes of the young man now, is enough to be proud of the existence of those cold light swords in the hands of people such as Ren Ji * Ji Ji, so it is especially a treasure.

Now he is not in a hurry to practice swords, it's not that he doesn't want to, he can't wait to stop eating, drinking, sleeping, and practicing swords. But no, if you don't eat or drink, you will be weak after practicing for half a day, and if you don't sleep and don't rest, you will be mindless after practicing all night.

So he had to go to the eastern slopes first, and find something to eat first.

For several years, Si'anzhai's home did not look like a home to Ren Pingsheng, and only the mountains were his world.

In less than two hours, yams, wild vegetables, mountain knots, and all kinds of mushrooms have been stuffed with the burden behind them, and there are a few hares and two huge bamboo rats in their hands. It was enough to last five or six days, not to mention that in the cave, there were a few hangs of bacon brought up from the wooden house at the foot of the mountain.

In addition, a large bundle of evenly split pine is hung on the waist for night lighting.

He could have hunted more, but the boy had more important things to do.

A very simple sword, he practiced in his cliff cave from day to night, and it still didn't look good. But with a man's demonstration, compared to the years when I had no head and no brains, I felt like a willow and a bright flower.

For example, when I came out of the sword, I always blindly sought speed, and now I know that seeking speed in slow is the essence of this sword.

Since it is the wrath of heaven, he has always blindly brute force in order to gain strength, and now he knows that as soon as the sword is unsheathed, it should be in harmony with the will, with the heaven and the earth. Although he didn't know what was in the sword, what was heaven and earth under the sword. But vaguely, there is always a feeling that there is such a thing.

The sword is like a waterfall, striking far away, and he always blindly seeks accuracy. In fact, there is no way for the wrath of the heavens, only power, and since there is no way, it is everywhere.

When the man explained the first weight of kendo, he once said, "The so-called site, whether it is a person, a livestock, a beast, or a person with a disability, can do it." However, to achieve the shape of the earth, the god is on the sky, the meaning of leading the heaven and the earth, by the virtue of the earth, should be the high and lofty trend of the sky, you need to stand between the heaven and the earth, wave the sword without stopping, and understand carefully. ”

The requirements of this heavy realm are lofty, Ren Pingsheng seems to understand whether he understands or not, and he also knows that it is subtle, difficult to say, and can only be understood.

After a whole day's sore and futile effort, the boy did not feel discouraged at all. One point of fire is enough to shock the world's swordsmanship, and he doesn't dare to expect that he can learn it in one day.

In other words, in the past three years, it has become the daily routine of teenagers to insist on it brainlessly, and always practice swordsmanship that is not like one and a half moves. Even if the man has aroused the blood in his heart, once he holds the sword in his hand, the young man's subconscious is doing that thing that may never lead to anything.

In fact, this is how most of life's busy lives pass.

If you know you can't do something, there's no pressure to do it.

It was completely dark, and the cave was lit up with a pine fire. Ren Pingsheng put the sword back into the sheath, only to find that today's slow and light swing of the sword was much more strenuous than the practice of doing his best for most of the day and sweating countless times.

At this time, his whole body was weak and weak, and his right arm was sore and unbearable.

He hastily boiled a pot of bamboo rat yam soup, and although he still couldn't lift up something, he couldn't help but take Songming, and then took his sword and walked to the open place of the cave hall.

After being tired, he swung his sword out and seemed to be smoother......

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, Ren Pingsheng got up before dawn, had breakfast, and continued to practice swords. At the end of the day, the right shoulder blade seemed to be broken, and the whole arm seemed to be useless.

This night, he could only cook with his left hand, and when he really needed it, he used his stiff right hand to pull the pain around him a little. After working for a long time, I finally got a pot of things to eat.

As for the texture and taste, I don't want it.

After eating, he still couldn't help but lean his sword on the side of his right leg with his left hand, because his right hand really couldn't lift it.

Even though the sword was in place, the right hand could not draw the sword. When the force reaches the shoulder blades, it disappears, only causing a heart-wrenching pain, like a mountain and a sea, involving the whole body.

The young man was not reconciled, his right hand and sword, pulling and pulling, until the middle of the night, finally gave up.

On the third day, he began to practice his sword at dawn, and when it was dark, he finally couldn't even move his left hand.

Because when the left hand moves, it will pull the waist spine, and when the waist spine is pulled, it will pull the right shoulder. He didn't know where it was hurting, and it hurt all over his body.

Since you can't cook, lie down. Lie down until the pain wakes up, and then tug at the iron sword again.

When he was extremely tired, although he couldn't draw his sword, every time he pulled it, the boy had a strange feeling. That is, the strength of the whole body, with that burst of pain, penetrates the whole body.

Maybe one more time and you'll be able to pull it out.

A sword drawn in this way will inevitably be able to achieve the so-called sword and body.

It's just that he woke up from a whole night's sleep, and the boy never got his wish.

After a long day of training and a night of not sleeping well, when the boy woke up, he did not feel very hungry, but wanted to vomit. Ren Pingsheng walked to the small pool, and wanted to wash his face with a handful of water to find some fresh feeling. His hands stiffened into the water, and he closed his palms with great difficulty, but he could no longer bend them.

In the last blow, he simply lay on the ground, and his whole head was immersed in water.

It's cool!

After drinking a few sips of sweet pool water, when he got up again, his qi and blood were already slightly active, and the range of movement of his arms seemed to be a little larger.

He reluctantly made a pot of yam and meat soup before he ate something. When I was hungry, I ate less than usual. It's just that this kind of physical nuance, the teenager doesn't care. He was also happy that after such a toss, he could swing his sword again......

The muscles and muscles of the whole body became stiffer and more stiff and painful day by day, and then the pain was relieved day by day, and the stiffness became looser, and in this way, the boy had been living in this cave for half a month.

Fortunately, a few days ago, my body was able to barely climb the cliff and go to the gentle slope to find some food. After surviving and eating it all, for two or three days in a row, Ren Pingsheng barely relied on wild vegetables and yams to fill his stomach. Because his arm was stiff and painful, even if he could climb over the cliff, he couldn't throw stones to hunt at all.

With this lesson, he also learned to behave, and before returning to the cave, he installed several spring traps in the place where the hare was frequented. To deal with small birds and beasts such as hares, bamboo rats, and pheasants, it doesn't take much time to make ten or eight hunting machine springs by taking local materials in the forest.

Half a month later, that day was angry, and the sword was already able to swing without slowness, and every inch of movement was full of the strength of the whole body.

He decided to meet the white-haired old ape tomorrow.

The old beast was born in his own territory, and was forced to be helpless by his own sword, and he was unwilling to abandon the nest and go away.

It was another restless night.