"Fate is a kind of fate, my mother said that she hates the night of the full moon, every year on the night of the full moon on August 15, she hides at home, and even the ordinary night will not go out, but there is no full moon night I feel that the moonlight shines on the body very comfortable, I like to bathe in the moonlight. ”

"Later, I never saw my mother again, my father said that she went to a world without moonlight, my father didn't like sword cultivation at all, and since my mother was in a coma, he comprehended a new way of swordsmanship overnight, creating a world, a world without moonlight......." Feng Ming hugged his knees and whispered.

"A world without moonlight...," Feng Xuan muttered.

"Daddy said that this is fate, and my mother did not escape!, but my father never believed in fate, he said that he must break the world without moonlight and find his mother!" Feng Ming said in a low voice.

"Break that world?" Feng Xuan picked up the vermilion fruit on the ground and ate it.

"Well, Daddy created that world, he didn't go into it himself, his strength was only enough to send away his mother, and then he has been practicing kendo and opening that world again, Daddy has never believed in any fate, he said that the sword in his hand can cut everything. Feng Ming took a bite of Zhu Guo and wiped away her tears.

"I didn't expect Shizun to have such a side!" Feng Xuan said with a wry smile.

"It's not just the little junior brother who is special, everyone has everyone's troubles, Daddy's decision is not wrong, he takes a fancy to you, he just believes in you!" Feng Ming said silently.

"Thank you, little sister!" Feng Xuan listened to Feng Ming's little sister from the bottom of his heart, his eyes were red, yes, he was not the only one who was special, and Feng Ming's little sister was the same, he could have someone with you when he was most uncomfortable, Feng Xuan was very moved at this time, what else did he have to resent?

"It's all over, and the little junior brother is the same, complaining doesn't work at all, since Daddy asked you to come to the outer gate to lay a good foundation for sword cultivation, you can't live up to Daddy's expectations!" Feng Ming saw that Feng Xuan was no longer in despair, and laughed at the moment.

"Yes, I can't live up to my master's expectations!" Feng Xuan said, holding the head of the group.

"Well, this is my little brother Feng Ming!" Feng Ming snorted.

"By the way, Little Senior Sister, I still want to go to that place!" Feng Xuan suddenly said.

"It's too dangerous, you're just fine!" Feng Ming shook her head and refused.

"Little Senior Sister, it's okay, it was an accident last time, and besides, I don't know anything now, anyway, I'm going to go there to learn the sword technique, right?" Feng Xuan said with his hands outstretched.

"We have this token, and the Gongfa Pavilion has a lot of sword moves, we can borrow them casually!" Feng Ming shook his head and said.

"Little Senior Sister, I don't even know how to hold the sword correctly now, isn't it a sacrifice to get in touch with advanced sword techniques?" Feng Xuan said with a smile.

"That's right, but it's too dangerous there!" Feng Ming frowned and didn't agree.

"My little senior sister, don't worry, it won't be this time!" Feng Xuan had no choice but to plead.

"Well, okay, I agreed, but you're not allowed to do that like last time!" Feng Ming said solemnly.

"I listen to the little senior sister!" Feng Xuan hurriedly said, Feng Ming finally agreed, cleaned up and took this Feng Xuan towards the Burial Sword Cliff Imperial Sword.

Feng Xuan stepped on this familiar wasteland again, looking at the destruction he had caused before, there were still many disciples here last time, but this time there were very few, the specific reason was that the few disciples looked at Feng Xuan with envy and fear.

Last time, because he was in a hurry to deal with the sword qi, he didn't look at it carefully, so that Feng Xuan was too distracted, and he was woken up by Feng Ming several times, not wanting him to fall into danger.

As the name suggests, the Burial Sword Cliff is chaotic and chaotic, and the wasteland is desolate and sandy. The rocks are large and small, and they are covered with traces of destruction, and it is impossible to see how the damage was caused by time.

Feng Ming is right, there is nothing to see if you see too much, there are a lot of rocks, there should be nothing worth exploring in addition to the ten thousand swords entering the body, after a careful look, Feng Xuan looked at the little senior sister.

"Haven't you read it?"

"Well, little senior sister, let's start here, let's start from the basics to teach my brother's swordsmanship!" Feng Xuan said seriously.

"I'll teach you when I go back, it's too desolate here!" Feng Ming said puzzled.

"It's weird here, but I can't figure it out for a while!" Feng Xuan said.

"No, the introduction to swordsmanship is very complicated, and the conditions here are insufficient! Besides, now that you don't have the slightest comprehension of swordsmanship, you can't see anything if you stay here!" Feng Ming shook his head and said.

"It's too, that tired little sister!" Feng Xuan thought about it for a while, and said immediately.

"Well, let's go!" Feng Ming nodded, took Feng Xuan Imperial Sword with him, and left the Burial Sword Cliff.

After a toss and turn, it was almost night, and nothing could be done today, Feng Ming announced a few requirements at the moment, and he would start practicing swordsmanship early tomorrow morning......

The night passed quickly, Feng Xuan got up early, Feng Ming had been waiting for a long time in the courtyard, and after the retreat was completed, Feng Ming held his hands behind his back, like an old gentleman, teaching Feng Xuan.

"The sword is a murder weapon, hold the sword in your hand and move forward bravely, fearlessly and invincible!" The words of the discipline slowly spit out from the mouth of the little sister Feng Ming, and Feng Xuan severely criticized him for the slightest irregularity.

Feng Xuan seemed to have returned to Qinglian City, but he was holding a long stick in his hand, and now he was holding a sword in both hands, spreading his straight arms, and he was motionless.

"The wrist should be flexible, the basic movements of swordsmanship, such as splitting, stabbing, pointing, picking, hanging, wearing, etc., the wrist makes these movements in a flexible process, and the wrist must be strong!" Feng Ming was completely like an old gentleman, pointing from time to time. hacker

As a result, Feng Xuan began to practice basic swordsmanship, from simple standing to flexible use of back play. Feng Ming has no trace of private collection, and is wholeheartedly teaching Feng Xuan, sunrise and sunset, spring to autumn, Feng Xuan is tirelessly practicing swordsmanship over and over again every day.

Wind or shine, the true yuan can't be condensed, Feng Xuan simply no longer cares about his own cultivation, specializing in sword cultivation, for various reasons, Feng Xuan's cultivation has stayed in the late stage of Bigu for a long time, and now Feng Xuan has no better way, and has been practicing swordsmanship.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye, and with the increasing sophistication of Feng Xuan's swordsmanship, gradually Feng Ming had nothing to teach, which made Feng Ming feel very disappointed.

"Daddy's basic swordsmanship, I've been studying it for three years!" Feng Ming looked angrily at the long sword waving in the courtyard, all kinds of moves were flawless, the swordsmanship was exquisite, and the timing of the sword was not the slightest flaw in his eyes.

"It's a monster, no wonder Daddy can see it!" Feng Ming said angrily.

"Shhhhh.........h

"Who made you angry, little sister!" Feng Xuan asked with a smile.

"You!" Feng Ming snorted.

"I, why did I mess with my little sister?" Feng Xuan pointed to himself and asked.

"Daddy taught me for three years, and you learned it in a few months, anyway, you made me angry!" Feng Ming said angrily.

"So that's the case, that means that the little senior sister has surpassed the master, it has taken such a short time under your teaching, if I change to the master, I will need a longer time!" Feng Xuan coughed and replied.

"That's right!" Little Senior Sister Feng Ming clapped her hands with a smile, and immediately became happy, and Feng Xuan secretly wiped the cold sweat from her head.

"Little Senior Sister, my swordsmanship foundation is almost complete, it's time to start burying the Sword Cliff!" Feng Xuan saw that the little senior sister was happy, and hurriedly said.

"I have nothing left to teach you, and it's useless to go!" Little Senior Sister Feng Ming looked at Feng Xuan and said silently.

"Who said that, the little senior sister is talented and smart, and she will give me more guidance in the future, if anyone dares to bully you, when I am successful in swordsmanship, I will teach whoever you say!" Feng Xuan looked at Mo Ran's little sister, thinking of the bits and pieces of the past few months, and said solemnly at the moment.

"You have a conscience!" "Little Sister Feng Ming burst into tears when she heard Feng Xuan say this.

"In the future, it is incumbent on the little senior sister to go up the sword mountain and down the sea of fire!" Feng Xuan immediately patted his chest to show his loyalty.

"Who wants you to go to Dao Mountain!" said the little sister Feng Ming.

"In short, the little junior brother is the only one who obeys the order of the little senior sister!" Feng Xuan continued.

"Okay, Senior Sister believes you!" Feng Ming saw that Feng Xuan was going to say more, so he had to say helplessly.

"That's it, little senior sister will continue to guide me in the Burial Sword Cliff!" Feng Xuan said with a smile.

"Okay, who asked me to cover you?" Feng Ming snorted.

Under Feng Xuan's repeated insistence, the little senior sister finally agreed to take him to the Burial Sword Cliff, on the one hand, the little senior sister knew more than Feng Xuan in swordsmanship, and on the other hand, it was also a problem that there was no true Yuan Feng Xuan to reach the Burial Sword Cliff, the most important thing was that Feng Xuan wanted the little senior sister to follow him to crack the mystery of the Burial Sword Cliff.

After convincing the little sister, Feng Xuan prepared for several days, discussed with the little sister and brought enough Zhu Guo, as well as tents and other items, and after everything was ready, the little sister Feng Ming set off with Feng Xuan again.

Standing on the flying sword and looking at the Burial Sword Cliff from a bird's eye view, it was still a wasteland, nothing to see, regardless of the chatter of the little senior sister, Feng Xuan still observed carefully.

I didn't have a foundation in swordsmanship before, I couldn't see anything, after a few months of hard work, Feng Xuan's vision of swordsmanship has improved a lot, I've been here several times, and every time I feel different to Feng Xuan, the little senior sister helplessly listened to Feng Xuan's command, and circled around the entire Burial Sword Cliff several times.

"I seem to understand a little!" Feng Xuan said in a low voice as he looked at the wasteland for a long time.

"What's weird?" Feng Ming asked curiously.

"Look there!" Feng Xuan said, pointing to a spot in the wasteland.

"I don't see anything unusual!" Feng Ming pouted.

"Flying high, this wasteland is out of place with the surrounding places, it's obvious that this is a swordsman's handiwork!" Feng Xuan commanded the little senior sister to pull out the height of the flying sword, and said in a deep voice.

"Hearing you say that, it's really a bit like that!" Feng Ming raised the height of the flying sword again, and said in a daze as he looked at the wasteland.

"As for why it's all yellow sand, it's because this wasteland is full of sword qi underneath, destroying the soil and plants can't grow, when I first came that day, the endless sword qi was hidden underground!" Feng Xuan pointed to a huge pit on the side and said slowly.

"What do you say about the rocks all over the ground, of different sizes?" Feng Ming wondered.

"These chaotic stones are estimated to be a whole piece, and they are divided into so many pieces by this swordsman's sword qi....." Feng Xuan suddenly made a bold guess.

"Hiss..........." Feng Ming suddenly shuddered, "If that's the case, who is this person?, and how can he have such a big sword aura?"