Syllable!

There was a crunch.

There was a burning pain on his face.

Meng Ling covered her red and swollen cheeks and looked at Meng Qian in disbelief.

What was his previous love for himself?

There was blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, and she was stupid at this moment!

Meng Qian held his big hand like a fan, and said with a sad face: "But, is it okay?"

Meng Li didn't raise his eyelids, and said coldly: "Go on." ”

He said he was going to break it.

Meng Qian's palm trembled, and after a short struggle, he decisively fanned out a second palm, which was faster and more powerful. And, after a palm of the forehand, he returned with a backhand and fanned out the third palm. I'm afraid that the fan won't be broken.

Smack, smack.

Three palms in a row made Meng Ling completely collapse, and she couldn't care about covering her deformed cheeks anymore, opened her hands, and grabbed Meng Qian's face.

"You have no conscience, the old lady is so good to you, you really dare to do it, see that the old lady doesn't fight with you. ”

The sharp nails instantly left bright red marks on Meng Qian's face.

Meng Ling went crazy and waved her ten fingers desperately. scolded while scratching Meng Qian's face.

There is no doubt that her crazy actions angered Meng Qian, and Meng Qian, who was still a little unbearable, let go of the last trace of concern in her heart and slapped her hard.

Crying, wheezing, yelling, chaos in the room.

Even Meng Li didn't expect this to happen in the end, but the effect seemed to be even better than he expected.

It didn't matter if Meng Ling's face was smashed.

After coming out of Meng Laoer's house, Meng Li went straight to the back mountain.

In the cave, Yan Xingguan closed his eyes tightly and crossed his knees. As he exhaled and inhaled, an unusually terrifying power seeped out of his body, enveloping everything around him.

The dead grass is suspended, and the stones are swinging.

Yan Xingguan gives people the feeling that it seems to have become more tall.

A suffocating pressure enveloped me like a cloud of smoke. The more I care, the more depressed I become.

The power of Yan Xingguan is a power that needs to be savored, hidden invisible, strange and familiar.

Meng Li looked at his master, and suddenly there was an illusion that he was in a different world, and this illusion made him feel extremely small.

In the past two years of practice, the more he grows, the more terrifying Yan Xingguan feels to him, his master is like a bottomless pit, always so unfathomable.

Meng Li took a deep breath, ignored this strangeness that he had long been accustomed to, and came to Yan Xingguan.

"Master, I'm back. Meng Li bowed respectfully, even if Yan Xing couldn't see it, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Meng Li respects him, naturally not because of how strong he is, but because of his careful cultivation of himself.

Through the contact in the past two years, Meng Li can feel that Yan Xingguan seems to have come to an important stage of breakthrough, but even so, he has not slackened in his guidance, and has cultivated him wholeheartedly.

This kind of selfless cultivation is nothing more than the blood relatives of those martial arts families who are both master and apprentice and father and son.

The only thing that made Meng Li regret was Yan Xingguan's teaching of knife skills. Since he passed on the three-style knife technique to him two years ago, he has never taught himself the one-style knife and one style.

The only thing that allows me to practice hard every day is the basic sword technique that has exceeded 10,000 times, and I told myself that I must be dedicated.

However, even if the knife techniques passed on to him are only a few three styles, these three sword techniques, Meng Li has not fully mastered them at present, and the only thing that can be barely used is the first type of knife to see blood.

As for the second sword slashing and the third sword intent, he hadn't mastered it yet.

Yan Xingguan heard the shout, opened his eyes, slowly exhaled a breath, and used his breath to drive the true yuan in his body, stopping the running exercises.

He stood up, looked at Meng Li, and said, "I'm back, why did you go for so long this time?"

"This time I went to the town of Shui Shui, and I encountered an incident in vain, which delayed some time. Then Meng Li recounted what had happened in the past few days.

Hearing the passage of the past five days and Meng Li's mental journey, Yan Xingguan was relieved: "The two of you really have a lot of ghost thoughts, and after I leave, I can rest assured." ”

"Master, are you leaving?" Meng Li's expression changed, and he was nervous.

Yan Xingguan said freely: "Don't be so sad, you and I will be separated sooner or later." However, I will have to retreat for a while, and I will not leave immediately. ”

Meng Li said, "Master is about to start breaking through?"

"Yes!" Yan Xingguan sighed, "I won't hide it from you now." I don't have much time left, and if I can't break through in three months, I'll have to die a martyr. ”

"So serious?" Meng Li exclaimed, worried, but also unbelievable, with his master's cultivation, it was impossible to escape the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao?

The sky is mighty, and it is not obvious at all times. Only a martial artist with strong qi and blood can detect the slightest abnormality.

Meng Li had heard Yan Xingguan say that the more advanced the martial artist, the stronger the feeling of the Heavenly Dao, and most of the miraculous means after the Qi Acceptance Realm came from the Heavenly Dao comprehension, so there is a saying that he walks with the Heavens.

The cultivation of the Qi Acceptance Realm is no better than the Refining Body Realm, if you are not careful, you will lose all your previous achievements, and even set yourself on fire and die of death.

Being martyred is really one of the saddest things in martial arts practice.

Yan Xingguan has been practicing for decades, and to reach this realm, in addition to fighting with others, fighting with himself, but also fighting with the sky.

What he wants to fight for is that glimmer of life, and now the time has come!

Yan Xingguan glanced at Meng Li again, suddenly changed his smile, and quipped: "I haven't seen you for five days, I can't imagine that your cultivation has improved again, which makes the teacher very envious!"

Meng Li touched his nose and smiled bitterly: "Master, you are laughing." ”

Yan Xingguan laughed and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you should be at the peak of the four forgings by now!"

When he reached the realm of Yan Xingguan, the ability to look at qi and blood had already been practiced to the extreme, and the reason why he could not make a positive judgment on Meng Li's realm was really Meng Li's special situation.

Meng Li's four dragons locked the veins, and his natural qi and blood were ruined, and after practicing martial arts, the change in blood and qi was not obvious, so ordinary observation methods had no effect on him. If you don't mobilize your true qi, your blood will sink and hide, and you will look no different from ordinary people.

Meng Li admired: "Master has good eyesight, the apprentice is indeed the peak of the four forgings, in recent days, because of the pursuit of Hu Fei's evil thieves, the true qi has loosened a point, if you seriously impact, it is not difficult to reach the five forging cultivation." ”

"Don't be careless. Yan Xingguan folded his hands, tapped the back of the other hand with the fingers of one hand, and said solemnly: "Don't take the matter of cultivation lightly, the fifth forging of refining the body is a watershed for the promotion of first-class martial artists, and it is related to the details of the release of true qi, so it is a little incompatible with the previous promotion path." Don't leave tonight, I'll protect you one last time, so that you can enter the realm of first-class martial artists in peace. ”

Meng Li was solemn and respected, and said, "Disciple obeys the teachings. ”

Yan Xingguan waved his hand and motioned for Meng Li to relax, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen you practice knives for a long time, I have time today, you can practice!"

Meng Li said embarrassedly: "The disciple is stupid, the three-style sword technique taught by the master, the disciple has not even fully understood the first style now." ”

Yan Xingguan said with a smile: "When the teacher first taught you these three sword techniques, I thought of this day, my three sword techniques are split from a top knife technique, and one style is stronger than the other." The third type requires you to penetrate with the knife intent, although you have a wonderful knife feeling, but it is still a little impractical to master the knife intent within two years. ”

Meng Li now practices the knife 30,000 times a day, and he already has a trace of understanding of the knife intent, but he still has no way.

Meng Li held the wooden knife on his waist and said longingly, "Master, when do you say I will be able to master the sword intent?"

Yan Xingguan groaned: "This is not easy to say, no matter whether I can successfully break through in three months, you must enter the rivers and lakes as soon as possible, if there is an opportunity, it is not impossible to realize it once you have it." ”

Meng Li asked again: "What if there is no opportunity?"

"If you don't have the opportunity, it should be no problem to practice for another two years. Yan Xingguan laughed again as he spoke, comforting Meng Li: "You don't need to care too much, with your talent, I think it won't be long before the opportunity comes." ”

What do you mean?

Young Meng Li didn't know what the words of his master at this time had a profound meaning.

Yan Xingguan didn't give Meng Li a chance to ask, and said it in a word.

"Alright, let's practice the knife!"

Meng Li took off the wooden knife, responded yes, and then began to practice the knife technique taught by Yan Xingguan.

In the three-style knife technique, Meng Li can only use the first style, so he focuses on practicing this style of knife to see blood.

Seeing blood with a knife, as the name suggests, is a thunderous knife blow, and what is important is a fast word.

The knife is fast, and the knife is retracted faster.

Meng Li practiced knives for two consecutive years, and since half a year later, he has increased the number of knives per day from 10,000 to 20,000 times, and now he is 30,000 times a day, in order to see blood with this knife.

The blade is raised flat, stretched back, the elbow bottoms out, and the waist, legs, arms, and wrists are stabbed with a sharp knife, all the movements are like flowing water, and the real air is flowing in one go.

Blade Flash!

Looking at Meng Li again, he has already closed the knife.

This makes a knife that is beyond the reach of ninety percent of swordsmen, and in the eyes of most body refining martial artists, it is already a fast knife that is difficult to guard. But in the eyes of Yan Xingguan, he was still not satisfied.

"Your knife is not fast enough!" Yan Xingguan hit the nail on the head and said: "There is no problem with your waist, legs, and arms, the only problem is still on your wrist." ”

Meng Li obviously knew this question for a long time, and said bitterly: "In the past year, the apprentice has been strengthening the practice of the wrist, but for some reason, he just can't meet the requirements of this knife. ”

The difference is thousands of miles, and the error of Meng Li's wrist is not large, but it is this slight error that greatly reduces the power of this knife technique.

This style of knife is not made like this.

Yan Xingguan said: "The exercise of the wrist is already extremely difficult, I think I also relied on the hammer forging when the realm broke through, so that the strength on the wrist was raised, you have hard work, originally I thought you could meet the requirements before the five forgings, but now it seems that I am too naïve." ”

Meng Li said with a sad face: "Then when will I be able to truly practice this style of swording." ”

"Judging from the current situation, it should be okay after the six forgings. ”

Meng Li said: "Is there no other way?"

Don't look at Meng Li's current realm ascension fast, but when he enters the first-class martial artist, the speed of ascension will slow down, and if he wants to be promoted to a six-forging martial artist, he doesn't know how long it will take.

Besides, he was going to set foot in the rivers and lakes in three months, and he didn't have a trick to defend himself, and he really didn't know the bottom of his heart.

Yan Xingguan smiled: "Well, it's not that there is no way." ”

Meng Li said excitedly: "What way?"

Yan Xingguan glanced at the board and said, "First of all, you need a scabbard. ”