Du Wenxing lay on the bed, sensing the heat flowing through his body.

He didn't control it, allowing the heat to swim through the meridians in his body.

After a while, it grew a little more.

"It must be the true qi that Sun Haocheng's kid provided to me, this growth rate is too fast, is it true that the influence of the qualification root bone on martial arts cultivation is really so great?"

Du Wenxing was shocked by the growth of True Yuan in this short period of time, but he didn't know that there was also Sun Haocheng refining the internal force that Wang Wenqing had introduced into his body.

Thinking of Sun Haocheng, Du Wenxing had an idea, "There is a heart and a spirit to connect me and him, no matter what senior brother Haocheng has cultivated, he will get the same feedback, not only internal force, but also martial arts moves." So can I teach Senior Brother Sun the truth I have comprehended from the Taiqing Sutra, and let him cultivate, isn't it the same as me cultivating?!"

Du Wenxing laughed.

"Shut up!"

"It's noisy!"

"Who's smiling, hell!"

Many senior brothers were woken up and scolded.

Seeing this, Du Wenxing hurriedly shut up and pretended to be asleep.

The senior brothers who were woken up in a daze couldn't find the culprit, so they had to give up and lie back and continue to sleep.

Not long after sleeping, the sky was already faintly bright, and Du Wenxing opened his eyes.

In the five years of virtual reality, he has already formed the habit of getting up early to practice, even if he didn't sleep well last night, he got up on time today.

However, he was not the first, and several senior brothers on the bunk had already gotten up.

The ordinary disciples of the Qingcheng Sect all got up at this time.

Subconsciously immersed in the system, Du Wenxing's face suddenly changed greatly.

Wait a while, how will my chivalry decrease?

He was shocked.

I didn't exchange my chivalrous points for anything last night, did I?

"System, what's going on?"

"Didi, reading in the system library, consuming 100,000 chivalrous points per hour!"

"What, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"The host didn't ask, and it was noted in the library's instructions for use. ”

The depressed Du Wenxing was worth giving up, but after thinking about it carefully, he still didn't suffer.

Although this library is not small, it is also useful.

He cleaned up his mood, got up and washed up with everyone, a long row of sinks was full of people, and a red-faced thin man approached Du Wenxing and asked, "New here, what's your name?"

"My name is Du Wenxing, how are you senior brother?" Du Wenxing will not hesitate to accept the kindness of others.

"Yo, we are our family, my name is Du Mingtang. ”

"Senior Brother Du. ”

"Senior Brother Du. ”

While washing, the two chatted casually.

Du Wenxing learned about the life of some ordinary disciples from Du Mingtang's mouth, and practiced martial arts every morning very regularly, worked or carried water in the afternoon, or chopped wood, chanted sutras in the evening, and had free time after dinner, which could be arranged freely, but it was not allowed to walk down the mountain.

"Senior Brother Du, do our lay disciples also need to chant scriptures?"

"Of course, it's just that you don't have to do the monthly assessment like those who have done Taoist priests, so basically everyone is pretending to sleep or practicing meditation when chanting. ”

"It is said that there are some martial arts principles in the scriptures?"

"That's right, but if you can really understand something from it, there haven't been a few people since the establishment of the Qingcheng Sect, let alone us ordinary disciples. ”

"By the way, Senior Brother Du, you can go with me to chop wood in the afternoon, you are not familiar with the road, don't get lost, there are a lot of beasts in our mountains. ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother Du. ”

"By the way, do you know who was laughing in the middle of the night yesterday?"

"Well, junior brother doesn't know. Du Wenxing's eyes shrank.

Du Mingtang said unhappily: "It is estimated that which one had a sweet dream, Made, this Chase shop is not good, there is a lot of movement every night, and Lao Tzu has not slept well since he came to Qingcheng Sect." ”

Du Wenxing looked at this red-faced senior brother, and saw that his skin was delicate, and he had a Qingcheng faction-style steel knife tied around his waist, and the handle was also decorated with gold and silver wires, obviously his family was good.

After washing up and having breakfast, all the ordinary disciples came to the square in front of the main hall, and nearly a hundred people only occupied a quarter of the square, which showed the size of the square.

Then, a tall young man came to the front, and Du Wenxing knew this person.

It is the senior brother of the Qingcheng faction who I saw yesterday, and Wu Yugong, the disciple of the head of the family.

That's right, the martial arts of ordinary disciples are taught by him.

Wu Yugong stood in front of the person and didn't say anything, just took off the Taoist robe on his body, revealing a strong suit, holding the sword in his hand, and making a starting gesture.

It is the starting style of the Qingcheng Seven Star Sword Technique.

This seven-star sword technique, said to be a knife technique, can actually be transformed into swords, spears, guns, halberds, axes and other blades, it is really exquisite, no wonder it can become the weight of Qingcheng's basic exercises.

The disciples in the rear also raised their respective blades and made a seven-star sword technique starting action, Du Wenxing took a look, there were more swords, only a few used other weapons.

He also pumped out the autumn water, giving off a slight chill in the sun.

"Good knife!" Du Mingtang, who was standing beside him, his eyes lit up.

"It seems that this newcomer's family background should not be bad, but he can make friends. Du Mingtang thought to himself.

One move at a time, with the meticulous actions of the senior brother Wu Yugong, Du Wenxing did not have the slightest intention of being impatient.

Every morning class, the seven-star knife technique is used to cooperate with the mental practice of Qingcheng Yufang Jue, which is a compulsory course that cannot be touched every day.

Feeling that there were two streams of heat in his body, merging into the true qi flowing in the meridians, Du Wenxing's heart was calm.

These two hot currents are thick and thin, the thin one is like spider silk, almost imperceptible, it is Du Wenxing's own cultivation and the thick one is obviously the result of Sun Haocheng, this little fat man is also cultivating now.

Two streams of heat converged, Du Wenxing's body shook slightly, and his true qi increased slightly.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his gaze felt like he was dozing off, but his movements were becoming more and more fluid.

Wu Yugong in front of him practiced the Seven Star Sword Technique, then stopped moving, turned around to look at the movements of these disciples, and immediately stepped forward to correct any mistakes.

Soon, his eyes were fixed on Du Wenxing.

He knew from his master that this son had practiced the Seven Star Sword Technique to the fullest, and he already had his own understanding.

At this moment, I saw that although Du Wenxing's moves were slow, there was no frustration at all, and his movements were like flowing water, and he only felt extremely comfortable in his eyes, and his mood seemed to be smooth.

Wu Yugong's eyes lit up, and then he narrowed again, his brows furrowed, and the master said that this move was very angry, and it was true.

As Du Wenxing used the knife technique over and over again, a trace of murderous aura unfolded with the knife momentum, slowly spreading to the surroundings.

Du Mingtang, who was standing not far from Du Wenxing, only felt cold all over his body, goosebumps bulging all over his body, and it seemed that there was not a person standing next to him, but a huge ice cube.

"Why is this kid so murderous?" he wondered in his heart, he was not old next year, shouldn't he?

Wu Yugong unconsciously walked in front of Du Wenxing and carefully examined his sword skills

It's still a slow move, but the details have changed, it's more ruthless, it's more vicious, and every move and style exists to kill people.

Such a powerful basic skill, Wu Yugong's focus is no longer on the move itself, but on the incomparably solid foundation contained in Du Wenxing's moves, stabbing, swinging, splitting, belting, slashing, cloud, teasing, collapsing, picking, pointing, and wiping, these eleven styles constitute the basic movements of all knife techniques, in Du Wenxing's hands, it is like a spirituality, fierce and fierce!

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