A few days later, Xuan Xuan took the two little guys and Linghua back to Yuheng together. In the past few days, Fu Hua has also followed the Six Fingers Daoist to cultivate in the back mountain, in the words of the Taoist, Fu Hua only has a single body of cultivation, one has no experience in fighting, and the other has not melted the qi with the flesh and skin.

Fighting experience, the Taoist wants to let Fu Hua practice it by himself after a while, and this is the method of melting qi into the flesh and skin.

The Taoist's method is to let Fu Hua hold the special giant sword every day, and luck to practice the moves taught by the Taoist. These moves are specially made by Taoists based on Fu Hua's cultivation and physical state, which can lay a good foundation for Fu Hua to the greatest extent, and can also allow Fu Hua to integrate his whole body strength into his flesh and skin.

When this sword Fu Hua uses luck to practice, it can guide Fu Hua's whole body strength, so that the passing meridians where the true qi runs can adapt, and make the exercises run more smoothly. This way, the outbreak will be stronger and last longer during the fight.

And this is just the beginning, according to the Taoist, the first seven days are just the stage of polishing the body, and there will be more arduous cultivation waiting for Fu Hua in the future.

When cultivating "Treading Snow and Seeking Plum Blossoms", even if Fu Hua had been practicing with Bai Feng for a few months, he would still be trained half to death by Chen Xi every day. According to Chen Xi's words: "Nephew Fu Hua, since you worship like an immortal sect, and you will become strong in the future, Uncle Chen will not be able to teach you anything, so you can only teach you this 'treading the snow and looking for plums' when you are weak." But you have to understand that you are very intelligent and a rare genius, which may be the reason why the immortals fancy you!

But just you have to remember that no matter how smart and talented you are, no matter how smart and talented you are in the face of a strong enemy when you are weak, no matter how smart and talented you are. Therefore, when you are weak, you should redouble your hard cultivation and firmly grasp your destiny in your own hands. ”

After saying this, Chen regret also sighed leisurely, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but moisten. At the beginning, Fu Hua listened to the words, he just had the right to let him cultivate hard, and he didn't want to be high-handed.

But as time passed, I gradually grew up and gradually understood the meaning of Chen regret.

Just as when he first came to Houshan to cultivate, the Taoist master said to himself: "I am only your master, and I can only be your master." When you are in danger, I can save you, and when you encounter a bottleneck in your exercises, I can guide you... But you have to remember that all this is only because you are my apprentice.

I hope that one day, when Master is away, you will be able to hold up a piece of the sky by yourself, and this may have to be a piece of heaven and earth that you can hold up! You know what I mean!"

Looking at the Taoist Master's hopeful eyes, Fu Hua couldn't help but think of Chen Xi's words, and then Fu Hua suddenly felt that Uncle Chen's words also carried a trace of hope...

It's just the hope in the eyes of the Taoist master, the meaning of many things, and Uncle Chen's hope is more like his parents, faint as a clear spring in the mountains, although it is difficult to detect but refreshing.

"One hundred and one, one hundred and two..."Fu Hua silently counted in his heart, today is the last day of the seven days to lay the foundation.

At this time, Fu Hua was swinging the giant sword in his hand and stabbing a little at the stone in front of him, today he wanted to stab enough ten thousand swords, so that he would have nine hundred and fifty more stabs than yesterday.

The six-fingered Taoist on the side leaned under a tree, turning the wine glass lightly in his hand, and looked at Fu Hua who was sweating like rain in the scorching sun and practicing swords. It's just that although the Taoist looked at Fu Hua, his eyes were scattered, and he was thinking about the smile in Bai Feng's beautiful eyes when he saw the two little guys.

couldn't help but sip the wine in the cup, and the Taoist slowly calculated in his heart that he would be able to go out in less than a thousand years, and he would be able to see the phoenix in his heart. When I think of this, I don't know how many years of living the Six-Fingered Daoist people are also like cat scratches in their hearts, and they are itching and anxious.

I don't know when a wine jar appeared in his hand, and the Taoist also filled the cup with fine wine, and watched Fu Hua practice his sword with a leisurely face.

At this time, Fu Hua was wielding the giant sword as easily as before, and the operation of the true qi was gradually not smooth, and he felt that the more he swung the giant sword in his hand, the heavier it became, and he knew that this had reached his limit. Now there are more than 300 sword strikes left before his goal today, and he is about to break through these 10,000 stabbing swords today!

was secretly ruthless in his heart, but the strength and accuracy in his hand were not lost, and he still hit the point on the stone in front of him.

The Taoist looked at the ruthless Fu Hua, shook his head slightly, and said secretly: "Is this going to start again?"

Sure enough, as he expected, it was half a cup of tea, and there was a "bang".

Fu Hua collapsed to the ground tiredly...

Skillfully took out a green pill and put it into Fu Hua's mouth, and said lightly: "It's the depletion of true qi again, alas! Fortunately, you have just cultivated, if you reach the realm of immortals, you will be depleted of true qi several times a day, and the secret wounds left behind will also be defeated for you according to my family background." ”

The entrance of the elixir quickly turned into the place where Fu Hua had a secret injury, and at this time, Fu Hua opened his mouth weakly: "Isn't there a master, your old man!" Hearing this, the six-fingered Taoist also glared angrily: "Hurry up, if you still have the strength to speak, you will start practicing sword splitting." ”

Hearing this, Fu Hua also turned his face over and said, "Oops! I'm tired..." Seeing this, the six-fingered Taoist snorted coldly, and the wine jar in his hand unconsciously reappeared, and he returned to lie under the original tree after pouring a glass of wine.

About half a year has passed, and during this time, Fu Hua has been cultivating with the Six Finger Dao people in the back mountain.

"The master and apprentice are gone. Fu Hua stood in front of the gate of the mansion and said goodbye to the Taoist. "Get out, get out. Get out, but you have to stay out for a little longer, and there is no one who can worry about it..."The ghost knows that during this time, this apprentice is to let himself worry a lot, and now he is finally gone.

The words of the Taoist made Fu Hua's somewhat sad mood suddenly stagnate, and he couldn't help touching the tip of his nose and smiling embarrassedly: "I know the master! Fu Bo, Aunt Hua, farewell!"

"Goodbye!" These days, Fu Bo and Aunt Hua have gradually become accustomed to this Fu Hua, who is desperately cultivating, and now that they are gone, they can't help but feel a little sad.

"People are gone, don't look any further!"

"Yes, yes, old fellow. This time, this house is even more empty!"

"Go back, when people are old, they will say goodbye. After that, Aunt Hua also followed Fu Bo back to the house.

At this time, a trace of parting sadness in Fu Hua's heart had already been blown away, and only the joy of breaking free from the shackles was left in his heart.

Finally, I can go out alone and learn about this huge and complicated immortal world.

In less than half a day, Fu Hua left this sword city, and flew all the way south with the instructions given by the master.

When Fu Hua came, he practiced on the paper crane again, and when he opened his eyes again, his senior sister Xuan Xuan had already flown the paper crane into the building. This time, as time drifted, Fu Hua, who was standing on the paper crane, gradually saw the whole picture of this sword city.

A black broken sword, from above the clouds, straight into the earth. Above the giant sword, the huge city bathed in clouds is the sword city.

At this time, it was already evening, and the sunset in the west spread all the way to the sword city in the north, making the sword city and the giant sword inserted into the sky shine brightly, very dazzling and brilliant.

This is the Immortal Heavenly Palace in Fu Hua's heart... Fu Hua kept this scene firmly in mind.

Because this is the Heavenly Palace of the Taoist Master!