When Ning Baifeng heard about this method, he also thought it was good. It just so happened that his practice of words and swords was fused together, and copying against the mountain wall was also practicing words and swords.

Since then, Ning Baifeng and Zhao Shuo climbed the mountain every morning to go to the Sword Cliff Stone Carving.

At the beginning, Zhao Shuo would tell Ning Baifeng some tips for watching the stone carvings, and after Ning Baifeng understood, Zhao Shuo would meditate and practice qi beside him.

During this period, almost two days of one spiritual material was being consumed, and Zhao Shuo's Qi Sea was still unopened, but Zhao Shuo told Ning Baifeng that if he was allowed to practice martial arts now, within five years, he would definitely reach the Three Realms, and there would be no trouble.

Ning Baifeng smiled bitterly, the spiritual materials should be eaten as snacks, he had seen Yuan Zhen do this.

This favor is a bit big.

However, human affection is human affection, and Ning Baifeng's copying of stone carvings is also a great gain.

In the first few days, Ning Baifeng copied the stone carvings, and Ning Baifeng could only copy a word in two days, or only copy, without mobilizing vitality. If he mobilizes his vitality to cooperate, then he can't write a word, and he will be chaotic and bloody.

But as the time spent copying the stone carvings increased, Ning Baifeng began to notice something different that had penetrated into the Divine Court, one of the three major points in his body.

It wasn't until ten days after copying and carving that one breezy and drizzly morning that Cun Si, who had been hiding in the sword box behind his waist, came out of his sheath by himself, happily wandering in the sword intent emanating from the cliff stone carvings.

Zhao Shuo, who was meditating and practicing qi at that time, looked at the inch thoughts flying in the air, his mouth was big, and the envy and longing in his eyes almost flowed out.

Ning Baifeng was also very surprised, after the communication of his mind, the first time there was a response, Ning Baifeng could clearly feel a trace of response, although it was not strong, but it was still much stronger than ignoring it in the past, if the previous Cun Si was an iceberg beauty who refused to let people go thousands of miles away, then the current Cun Si is a passerby who can ask questions at any time when he walks on the side of the road.

With this hint of encouragement, Ning Baifeng finally saw hope.

Sword intent is not so unattainable.

Since then, Ning Baifeng has been copying stone carvings that can't stop anymore, and even began to stay overnight under the stone carvings.

At first, Zhao Shuo also went down the mountain and went up the mountain every day, and later followed the stone carvings to meditate and practice qi day and night, with the help of Ning Baifeng's spiritual material and spiritual fruit, Zhao Shuo could perceive that the opening up of the sea of qi was just recently, so he was also extremely serious. Even when the wine worms made a fuss, he resisted the urge to drink, sat upright on the stone, and let the wind and sun shine.

The two of them did not go down the mountain to make the owners Zhao Changli and Yu Qinghai a little surprised, but they couldn't stop it, and even noticed that the aura on Zhao Shuo's body was getting stronger, and he was also full of relief.

When he saw Ning Baifeng, who was crazy about copying and practicing calligraphy, his eyes flashed with gratitude. Zhao Shuo can make such an improvement in a short period of time, it is impossible to say that it is impossible without external help, among the people Zhao Shuo has come into contact with during this time, the only one who has the ability to help him is this Ning Baifeng, who is full of secrets.

Zhao Changli understood that the Zhao family had climbed to a high branch.

Later, because the two no longer went down the mountain, all the food was sent up by the mountain, and then for some reason, the person who sent the food up the mountain became Yu Lian.

Ning Baifeng also asked Yu Lian why this was at that time.

Yu Lian just smiled and said that it was boring to be at the bottom of the mountain, and besides, the aura on the mountain was strong, so it was necessary to practice qi when running up and down.

Although Ning Baifeng was puzzled, he didn't think much about it, and after eating, he turned his head to practice calligraphy again.

After the second of February, the spring rains continued.

Although the rain on the mountain is not heavy, it is also dripping.

On this day, Ning Baifeng was still immersed in the imitation of the stone carvings, and a blue light on the cliff continued to flash and dance.

Since that day, he has never returned to the sword box, and he has never been tired of flying on the cliff.

Ning Baifeng let go of the jade flute in his hand, and slowly loosened his breath, and there was a trace of white light as the breath leaked out of his body.

Ning Baifeng was a little happy, the words and sentences carved on the cliff stone had already been copied in one go, and it was under the condition of mobilizing vitality.

Although it took more than a month, in Ning Baifeng's opinion, he was already very satisfied.

Just as Ning Baifeng was about to try to copy the lower half of the que, waves of abnormal aura fluctuations appeared on the cliff.

Ning Baifeng turned his head to look to the right.

Zhao Shuo's face turned red at this time, and the violent aura fluctuations on his body vaporized all the rain scattered on his body into white smoke.

Ning Baifeng understood that Zhao Shuo was about to break through.

A moment later, with a long roar, the smoke on Zhao Shuo's body suddenly exploded, and even the rain was scattered and splashed by the spiritual energy.

Zhao Shuo strode up to Ning Baifeng in high spirits, patted Ning Baifeng on the shoulder hard, and said with a smile: "I will keep everything in mind today." ”

Ning Baifeng grinned and said, "If you can't remember me, you remember, the things you eat are enough to buy your family's Zhengyang stove, it's all money." ”

Zhao Shuo couldn't stop laughing.

Ning Bai smiled heartily.

Zhao Shuo suddenly smiled and turned around and ran outside the ban, turned around and shouted to Ning Baifeng: "I'll go back as soon as I go, and I'll rest when I'm drunk today." ”

Ning Baifeng was stunned for a moment, and then reacted to what Zhao Shuo was going to do, and couldn't help but sigh.

I don't know how to drink.

After Zhao Shuo's interruption, Ning Baifeng didn't plan to continue copying, and walked to the edge of the cliff and sat down.

Although there was still a slight drizzle, the bluestone on the edge of the cliff was cool, although he couldn't be as cold and heat as the Five Realms Grandmaster, but as far as Ning Baifeng's physique was concerned, these didn't affect him.

At the foot of the mountain, the Green Willow Villa is shrouded in a faint layer of rain and mist, hazy and quiet.

From time to time, there was a knocking sound from under the cliff.

In the two days when Ning Baifeng first came to the Sword Cliff Stone Carving, he had been to the Zhengyang furnace when he went down the mountain, and it was hot and familiar.

The tall and majestic back mountain, the clear and cool stream, and the blazing and bright furnace. Once upon a time, when he was young, he followed his father, lifted the hammer with difficulty, struck the red iron, and threw the beaten iron tools into the cold stream, "snorting", and emitting a large mist.

"What are you thinking? Be careful that I'll kick you down. ”

Ning Baifeng followed the prestige.

Zhao Shuo walked to the edge of the cliff with two huge wine jars in his arms and put them down gently.

Yu Lian, who followed behind, held an embroidered umbrella and a large food box in her hand, smiling lightly.

Yu Lian is a quiet woman, every time she comes to deliver food, she just watches Ning Baifeng and Zhao Shuo eat, rarely speaks, even if she is only asked something, she just answers in real time, and after she finishes speaking, she looks at it quietly, never saying anything.

Yu Lian put the food box to the side, stood behind Ning Baifeng, and leaned the umbrella forward.

Zhao Shuo didn't care about the bright clothes on his body, he knew at a glance that it was a good cloth clothes, sat next to him, patted open the mud seal, raised his hand and handed it to Ning Baifeng, "I know you don't know how to drink, so I didn't take those spirits, this is the plum wine brewed in Zhuangzi, try it." ”

Ning Baifeng took the wine jar, brought it to his mouth and poured it.

Not spicy, slightly sweet.

Ning Baifeng looked at the villa in the rain and fog under the mountain, and said with a smile: "Now that your sea of qi has opened up, the biggest knot in your heart has fallen, what do you think?" ”

Zhao Shuo poured a gulp of spirits, and after a while, he burped and said heroically: "Drink, practice swords, and be a sword immortal!"

Ning Baifeng quipped: "Drinking is the number one, it seems that so many spiritual materials and spiritual fruits are eaten for you, I regret it a little." ”

Zhao Shuo patted his belly and laughed.

Breeze and drizzle, cliffs and cliffs.

Two drinkers, one umbrella woman.

It's like an immortal descending to earth.

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Next to the Zhengyang furnace at the foot of the mountain.

Zhao Changde was shirtless, and the hammer in his hand struck the sword blank down and down, and every time he struck, it was accompanied by sparks.

Originally, it was expected that the sword could be cast in January, but I didn't expect the material to be special, and the sword blank had just been punched at this time, and it was still very early before the time of the sword.

The Zhengyang furnace has not been opened for a hundred years, and the sword casting is also a challenge for Zhao Changde, and the control of the Zhengyang furnace must always be cautious, and the slightest deviation is an irreversible disaster.

The slightest mistake is a thousand miles.

Zhao Changde's sword-forging is gradually entering the realm of self-forgetfulness, and everything outside the sword furnace seems to no longer exist.

Zhao Changli looked at Zhao Changde, who was in the sword furnace, and sighed: "If it weren't for Shuo'er's child telling me, I wouldn't have expected that the third brother would have reached the three realms of mortal wombs, and the speed of his entry into the realm is beyond my reach." ”

Yu Qinghai, who was standing next to him, said with a smile: "This shows that your Green Willow Villa is about to rise, and it is worth being happy." ”

Zhao Changli said with a smile: "Whether the villa can rise or not depends on the juniors, I am a hopeless immortal, and I can't do sword cultivation, but Shuo'er, the sword immortal is hopeful." ”

Yu Qinghai nodded and sighed: "This is all thanks to the blessing of Ning Gongzi, I heard Lian'er say that he has copied all the upper half of the stone carving, how long did it take to achieve this step at the fastest in your Zhao family's records?"

Zhao Changli thought about it carefully and said seriously: "Seven hundred years ago, Zhao Xuan, the ancestor of the Zhao family, had the best talent, it took half a year to copy the first half of the stone carving, and it took nine months for Shuo'er's brother Zhao Cong, this son is only more than a month, and his talent is simply appalling. ”

Sword cliff stone carving, since the establishment of the Green Willow Villa, there are countless people who come here to copy the sword intent, and the people who can harvest in a short period of time are all talented, but there has never been a time to copy the upper half of the time.

Many ancestors could not write a few words even if they copied them all their lives in front of the stone carvings. For example, he Zhao Changli, copying stone carvings, couldn't even finish the first half of the que.

If Ning Baifeng heard such praise, he must have turned his small happiness into great happiness after copying the first half of the que.

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Drink wine, practice swords, and be a sword fairy.

It is not known whether the sword immortal will do it or not, but after drinking the wine, it is naturally to practice the sword, but this time it is no longer one person who is refining, but two people.

Ning Baifeng is still holding the jade flute to copy the stone carvings, and practicing calligraphy is also practicing swords. As the number of words copied increased, the sword intent contained in the Shenting Cave became stronger and stronger.

There is always a time when the words are copied, and there is always a day when the sword intent is successfully cultivated.

It wasn't until Ning Baifeng was finally able to copy all the words and sentences that the sword intent finally stabilized. But Ning Baifeng always felt that there was still something missing, until Zhao Shuo reminded Ning Baifeng that the "Sword Chaotianque" on the stone carving was the key to all sword intent.

When Ning Baifeng wrote again, he found that the first sword character could not be copied out anyway, so in desperation, he could only copy it backwards, starting from the word Que.

It took three days.

Tianzi five days.

Ten days of the word Chaozi.

Sword characters, Ning Baifeng wrote from Qingming to the beginning of summer, and it was still difficult to write.