The Sword Peak, on the chain that connects the floating peaks.

The three of them held a wooden barrel in one hand and walked like flying.

It had been a year since he entered the Sword Peak, and Qin Dang had broken through the Quenching Bone Realm earlier, and he was finally able to pick up that rather heavy wooden barrel, which made him happy for a long time.

The three of them quickly came to the courtyard and poured water into the large tank, which overflowed and soaked a small area of land.

The three of them were relieved to see this, in fact, several times in a year, they were almost full and used up again.

"Yo, it's finally full?"

Zhang Ziyi walked in from outside the courtyard, saw this scene, and spoke.

The three of them greeted neatly: "Master!"

Zhang Ziyi nodded, put the bamboo basket in his hand on the ground, and said, "Since it is full, I will teach you swordsmanship as a teacher after eating." Belch... and knife technique. ”

Halfway through speaking, Zhang Ziyi suddenly remembered Fan Wenxuan and added.

The three of them didn't care, they all showed a look of joy, carrying water every day, they were tired of it for a long time, and they could finally learn something fresh, how could they not be happy?

Thinking about it, the three of them sat on the ground casually and took out their food: still a few bowls of spiritual rice and a plate of spiritual grass.

After a few people devoured it, it was quickly wiped out.

The three of them looked at Zhang Ziyi excitedly, waiting for the other party to speak.

Zhang Ziyi smiled: "Okay, come with the teacher.."

With that, he turned and walked out.

The three of them followed Zhang Ziyi to a clearing, and the latter said to them with his hands behind his back: "From today onwards, you will come here to practice in the morning, carry water in the afternoon, and practice at night, and you can't leave your weapons." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Ziyi waved his hand, and the weapons of the three appeared in mid-air out of thin air, and then fell to the ground.

When the three of them went to fetch water before, in order to facilitate walking, they put their weapons in the room, but at this moment, they somehow ended up in Zhang Ziyi's hands.

Qin Dang was puzzled, so he asked, "Master, why is my evil sword with you? I didn't see you holding it on the way here." ”

When Zhang Ziyi heard this, he took off a ring on his hand and said, "This thing is called a storage ring, and there is space in it, so you can store and retrieve dead things as you like." When you are mortal, I will give you one as a teacher. ”

"Is this true?"

Mo Jue was a little excited, he had heard of similar items in his early years in the mouth of the storyteller, and he had always longed to have one.

Zhang Ziyi was a little helpless, three apprentices, one was full of mysteries, one was indifferent, and the other was not yet mature, so none of them were worry-free.

Zhang Ziyi exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then said slowly: "Has the teacher ever deceived you?"

Hearing this, the corners of Mo Jue and Qin Dang's mouths twitched, and they thought in their hearts: Master, you have deceived us quite a few times...

However, I can only say this in my heart, and now I am still looking forward to Zhang Ziyi's teaching, so I can only echo and say: "No, no, the master has never deceived us..."

Maybe it was this, Zhang Ziyi felt that it was false when he heard it, so he felt that he had brought the words back to the point: "The reason why you are allowed to carry weapons with you is to be familiar with the weapons in your hands, and you must engrave every inch in your heart." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Ziyi glanced at the three of them, and saw that they all had a disapproving look on their faces, so he shouted angrily: "Don't think that this is useless, in battle, you must know that the weapon in your hand can hit the opponent by a few points, this is very important, and you may lose your life even the slightest." Keep it firmly in mind for the teacher. You know what?"

Qin Dang was startled by Zhang Ziyi, his head smashed on the ground like a chicken pecking rice, and he said, "Got it, Master!"

Mo Jue and Fan Wenxuan also nodded, and Zhang Ziyi let the three of them go.

"Today, you practice swinging your sword a thousand times, and you have to use all your strength every time. You know, come, swing the sword once, and I'll see. ”

Soon, Zhang Ziyi regretted his decision.

"Haven't you eaten?

"If you were so fast, you were so slow in battle? ”

"You're holding a sword! not a burning stick!"

For a while, Zhang Ziyi's roar was permeated all around.

Looking at Mo Jue and Qin Dang's flawed sword swings, Zhang Ziyi couldn't get angry, but fortunately, Fan Wenxuan on the side gave him some comfort.

I saw that Fan Wenxuan was holding a long knife in his hand, and he didn't swing a knife to bring a sound of breaking the air, so fast and ruthless, he really couldn't find anything wrong with it.

Looking at the miserable way of swinging the sword of the two Mo Jue, Zhang Ziyi sighed deeply and muttered: "How can such a good seedling be the material for playing with knives..."

With that, he shook his head and walked away.

Mo never noticed Zhang Ziyi's departure, and at the moment he was only thinking about how to swing his sword.

But no matter how he tried, there always seemed to be a voice in his heart saying: No, the sword is not swung like this...

With each swing of the knife, Mo Jue hesitated, as if some step was missing.

Qin Dang on the side saw Zhang Ziyi leave here, threw the Zhenyuan sword in his hand to the ground, and sat on the ground so casually, picking up water all morning, it was really tiring for him.

As soon as Qin Dang sat down, a wave of sleepiness came to him, and he didn't care about anything else, he fell asleep on the ground with his arms on his pillow.

When Qin Dang woke up again, the sun was already setting, and the coolness was surging.

"No, no, still no...."

A muttering sound came, Qin Dang turned his head to look, and suddenly found that Mo Jue was still holding the sword and waving it, shaking his head and saying that it was not right.

Drops of sweat ran down his cheeks, and the ground was already wet, and the colorful cloud robe he had just put on today was also completely soaked, because many places were stained with mud and looked dirty.

Fan Wenxuan's situation on the other side was similar, the hand holding the knife was trembling slightly, and it took a long time to swing a knife, like a slow-motion replay.

"Mo Jue, have you been practicing until now?"

Qin Dang stood up and asked Mo Jue hesitantly, who stopped waving and turned his head to look at him, "Well, what's wrong?"

"It's okay..."

Qin Dang shook his head a little ashamedly, signaled that it was okay, and then picked up the evil sword on the ground and waved it.

Mo Jue glanced at Qin Dang suspiciously, a little puzzled why Qin Dang suddenly asked this, and then didn't ask anything, picked up the Evil Sword and prepared to continue practicing.

'Breathe flat, move your hands with your eyes, move your eyes with your heart, and draw your sword!'

A familiar voice came from Mo Jue's ears, and he subconsciously picked up the terrifying sword in his hand and swung it out.

The blade sliced through the air and fell, leaving a deep scratch on the ground.

Mo Jue looked at his hand in a daze, and a sense of familiarity rose from his heart.

"Memories hidden in the seal..."

Before, Mo Jue had also had this kind of familiarity at the Dao Yuan Pass, and he didn't care about it at the time, but now he finally understood where this familiarity came from.

But when he thought about it carefully, he still couldn't think of anything, so he had no choice but to put it aside.

Taking advantage of the feeling just now, Mo Jue practiced with the Evil Sword.

As the movements became more and more proficient, the long sword swung faster and faster, and in the end, the long sword turned into an afterimage and flew in the air.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Jue felt a soreness coming from his arm before stopping, and with it, there was a hearty feeling.

At the same time, there was a feeling of obscurity in the body.

"Is this a forging body?"

Mo Jue muttered in his mouth, a smile on his face, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Because of eating spiritual rice every day, the forging speed of several people has accelerated a lot, but they have never felt like breaking through.

Mo Jue hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, inducing the aura to try to break through.

"Mo Jue, it's time to eat..."

Qin Dang ran over from not far away and shouted, but was stopped by Zhang Ziyi who rushed over.

"Silence, he's trying to break through. ”

Zhang Ziyi put his hand in front of his mouth and said softly.

Hearing this, Qin Dang nodded obediently and shut up.

Under the gaze of the two of them, the surrounding aura was aroused, forming a stream of air towards Mo Jue.

On Mo Jue's cheeks, a trace of black liquid flowed out of the pores, which was an impurity in the body, as long as it was all discharged and returned to the innate realm of infancy, it could break through.

However, the process of elimination is often accompanied by severe pain, and many people cannot survive this hurdle and can only stop forging for the rest of their lives.

As more and more impurities were discharged, Mo Jue's face became worse and worse, and his brows were about to wrinkle.

The chain reaction caused by the severe pain is not only this, but also the aura induced by the mood fluctuations has also begun to be unstable.

Seeing this, Zhang Ziyi stretched out his hand and shot out a spiritual aura and went straight to Mo Jue.

"Master?"

Qin Dang couldn't understand why Zhang Ziyi attacked Mo Jue, and asked anxiously.

Zhang Ziyi glanced at him and didn't open his mouth to explain.

Just after Zhang Ziyi's aura 'hit' Mo Jue, a faint light rose in his arms, and Qin Dang could feel a coolness from such a distance, and he knew that Mo Jue had a clear heart jade, so he was relieved.

After the Qingxin Jade was stimulated, Mo Jue's expression really eased a lot, and the aura returned to stability, pouring into Mo Jue's body continuously, and there were more and more impurities overflowing from his skin.

"It's coming. ”

Zhang Ziyi stared at Mo Jue and muttered, with his eyesight, he naturally saw that Mo Jue was one step away from breaking through the realm, and at this point, as long as he didn't say a big problem, the transformation realm would basically be.

Perhaps Mo Jue also sensed that the breakthrough was imminent, and the speed of inducing the aura suddenly increased by a few points, and at the same time, the severe pain brought by it was also strengthened by several points.

While Mo Jue was gritting his teeth and persevering, Fan Wenxuan sensed the change in aura and came here.

Seeing that it was Mo Jue who had broken through the realm, his face changed slightly, and he asked Zhang Ziyi in a low voice, "Master, did Mo Jue break through the realm so quickly?"

Zhang Ziyi turned his head when he heard this, and when he saw that it was Fan Wenxuan, he nodded at him and said in a low voice:

"It seems that our previous guess was correct, this kid had already been in contact with cultivation when he was young, but I still don't know who sealed his memory, and why?"