Hua Xue slashed a sword on the left and then a sword on the right.

Either the power is used too much, which leads to the instability of the lower plate, or the strength is used too little, and the steps are vain, which makes him very unaccustomed to this feeling.

Undeterred, he began to ponder, pondering the causes of this phenomenon and how to overcome it.

Gradually, his sword swung more and more slowly, as if immersed in a certain state, and even at a certain moment, his sword stopped, and finally, he simply closed his eyes.

There was silence all around, and there was a faint whisper of empty mountain people, and he listened carefully, and there was the breath of the breeze.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Hua Luoxue's mind: "Balance!

Hua Baoxue's eyes lit up, and the ink sword in his hand danced again, this time, he swung the sword according to his own ideas, looking for a way that suited him best.

Hua Baoxue kept trying, twisting his waist to counteract the momentum, squatting on his legs, unloading the pressure, slowly, slowly, he seemed to find a feeling. Balance is not achieved overnight, but as long as the direction is right, the rest is a matter of time.

As Hua Baoxue gradually adapted to this rhythm, the sword in his hand became more and more powerful and smooth.

Yi Leng clasped his hands to his chest and was silent on the side, he didn't want to interfere with Hua Luoxue's sword practice unless it was necessary. Everything depends on external forces, and after all, it falls behind, and only when you understand it yourself can you come profoundly.

The stars change, and the moon hangs in the treetops.

I don't know how long it took, Hua Baoxue was still wielding a sword, with a little bit of stubbornness, which made people feel distressed.

Who wants to run away for half his life and drink alone with a long song? Who wants to bathe in blood with a sword and raise a long forest? Who wants to be alone and self-appreciative, and fall into the flowers and Yaoqin?

"It's almost! I can't practice anymore, if I practice again, I will damage myself!" Yi Leng frowned, he found that Hua Luoxue had devoted himself wholeheartedly, almost obsessed, so he had to stop loudly.

There is a saying that no matter how good things are, you can't eat too much at once, you know, you can't become fat people by eating one bite! Not to mention practicing martial arts?

Hearing this, Hua Baoxue's body was stunned, and he almost couldn't stand steadily, he put down the ink sword, only to find that his hands and feet were sore, and his head was also a little dizzy. This is still because he often hunts and has a better physical foundation, if he changes to a weaker one, he will not be able to hold it for a long time.

It is not unreasonable to be poor and rich in martial arts!

If there is no big supplement, the nutrition cannot keep up, it will hurt the fundamentals, the light will damage the muscles and bones, leaving a dark injury, and the heavy will be a loss of vitality, and the practice will be abolished.

"Pay attention in the future, stop in moderation, and don't be impetuous. Eat more later, and you should be fine if you sleep again at night!" Yi Leng gave Hua Xue a little bit as a passer-by.

"Thank you, Yi Leng!" Hua Xue thanked him, then picked up the water bag on the ground, drank two sips slowly, and finally used the rest of the water to wash it briefly.

Physically is tired, but in the heart, but very fulfilling, Hua Xue feels very rewarding, such a day, a day, a month, a year, even if it is bitter and tired, the heart is also sweet.

Back at the resting place, the big bear they had already arranged everything, were cooking, boiling soup.

Because they were not in a hurry, the assault team prepared a big meal and caught a wild boar in the woods on the outskirts of Jiguan Mountain, and their luck was quite good.

Large pieces of wild boar meat are boiled in the pot, up and down, churning with the waves, exuding wisps of fragrance.

This is simply an ordeal for hungry people who have gone through strenuous exercise, it is too tempting and too difficult to resist.

"Goodong, goo-dong", Hua Baoxue swallowed her saliva very angrily.

Yi Leng rolled his eyes, lowered his head, covered his face, and silently stepped aside, "Shame, I don't know him, well, I must not know him", Yi Leng comforted himself like this.

Finally waited until it was time to eat, Hua Luoxue filled a large bowl of wild boar, chewed two bites, swallowed it immediately, swallowed three pieces in a row, and the feeling of hunger was relieved.

Da Zhuang held the spoon, looked at the embarrassment of Hua Baoxue's eating, and couldn't help but persuade: "Eat slowly, eat slowly, don't worry, there are still here, be careful of scalding." ”

"Ang, hmm", Hua Baoxue was hungry, answered vaguely twice, and stuffed two more pieces, then wiped her mouth with satisfaction, chewed and swallowed slowly. The teachings of the flower hunter often sounded in his ears, "Drink slowly when you are thirsty, eat less when you are hungry, and avoid overeating when you are sick!"

These are all remembered in my heart and never dare to forget.

In the distance, Yi Leng leaned against a small tree, quietly drinking soup, interpreting his style, eating without saying a word, sleeping without speaking.

Hua Luoxue didn't bother Yi Leng, he rubbed his little belly, found a clean, unoccupied corner, and lay down in the most comfortable position.

The Cockscomb Mountain at night is very different from the daytime, the moonlight is sprinkled on the face, hazy, bright, as if covering a veil, intellectual, mysterious. In particular, there is an inexplicable breath in the air, which makes people feel as if they have returned to their mother's arms, and every cell in the body is comfortable. This is completely inconsistent with the imaginary Cockscomb Mountain, which has been instilled with gloomy, horror, and forbidden places since childhood, but at this time, it seems that it is a different scene.

Aside from all kinds of rumors, as well as the light of the Earth Tribulation, here, quiet, ethereal, is a good place to practice swords.

Just when Hua Luoxue was about to fall asleep, Yi Leng walked over: "My grandfather said that when people are the most tired and painful, they are the easiest to break through, as long as they survive the difficulties, they can go further." On the contrary, if you covet comfort, your body will return to its previous state due to inertia, and all your efforts will come to naught, or even return to the original point!"

"What?" Hua Xue struck a stirring spirit and quickly got up.

"Come, I'll teach you a trick, don't spread it, look at it!"

After speaking, Yi Leng clenched his hands into fists, leaned his upper body forward, pushed his left leg back, and his right leg forward, making a strange movement.

Hua Baoxue cheered up and did it.

"Hands and feet are hard, yes, yes, that's it, it hurts a little, you have to hold on...... This is a support move that keeps the body in a state of soreness at all times by stretching the muscles and bones. You can explore your potential and consolidate your cultivation results, so as to achieve twice the result with half the effort!" Yi Leng explained the essentials of cultivation while correcting Hua Zhuxue's movements.

Hua Baoxue's whole body was tense, and he didn't feel anything at first, but gradually, his forehead began to sweat, and his hands and feet trembled, and even later, he felt like insects and ants gnawing at him.

What's a little bit of a pain? It's definitely deadly!

The tendons of his hands, his legs, and the tendons of his whole body are all shrinking back, and beads of sweat the size of beans are rolling down his face, and the pain is comparable to capital punishment, which is worse than death.

It was obviously painful to the bone marrow, but Hua Baoxue gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, in order to practice swordsmanship, he fought hard.

In the blink of an eye, five minutes passed.

Some people say that the time of pain always seems long. If she could, she hoped that this pain would end soon. However, the reality is not as he expected, just five minutes, like a year, or ten years, in short, extraordinarily long.

"There has never been a reward for nothing, and even if there is, it does not belong to me, because it can be easily taken away!"

How can we discern the different paths without going through hell?

Hua Baoxue's heart was roaring, and there was a flame burning brightly, supporting him to overcome pain and overcome difficulties and obstacles.

After a quarter of an hour, a sudden burst of energy erupted in his body, turning into a warm current and instantly pouring into his limbs.

All the efforts have become meaningful, and all the persistence has been worth it.

Hua Luoxue let out a long sigh and fell to the ground, curled up in a ball, although he was soaked and his hands and feet were still twitching, his eyes were very bright.

"Yi Lengguo didn't lie to me! As long as you persist, you will definitely succeed. Hua Xue told herself in her heart that he was confident in herself.

What is the hardest thing in the world? There is no hope in sight! If there is a progress bar in life, then fame and love will become very interesting.

But is it possible?

Human nature is complex, and if there are better options, why do we have to choose you?

Yi Leng saw all the performance of Hua Xue in his eyes, his expression was very plain, and he looked accustomed to it, showing that he had experienced this kind of torture.

"Your foundation is thin, you start late, you must exercise regularly in order to achieve something, as for whether you are willing to endure this kind of hardship, it depends on yourself!" Yi Leng dropped a sentence, and then drifted away.

Hua Luoxue didn't speak, just raised her head, which was a response to Yi Leng, at this time, no matter how many words she spoke, she seemed pale and weak.

When he regained his strength, Hua Luoxue returned to the resting place, which was a row of marching tents, and the tent in the middle belonged to him and Yi Leng, which was both eye-catching and convenient for the commandos to protect them.

Don't be in a hurry to sleep first, Hua Luoxue went through today's harvest in her mind, and then fell asleep with the ink sword on her pillow.

The next day, dawn.

Hua Baoxue got up very consciously early in the morning.

He tiptoed into his clothes, took his ink sword, and walked out of the tent.

Outside the tent, there were already commandos running and boxing, and he watched it twice, and it was really itching, so he followed and learned.