"Sword Qi!" Gu Cheng exclaimed.

"Not bad!" Uncle Jade Noodles chuckled.

Uncle Jade Noodles closed his momentum and raised his arms again, "Look at it, the second time, point!"

Gu Cheng hurriedly came back to his senses, only to see Uncle Shi's wrist move slightly, and the tip of the sword was a little bit.

Uncle Shi did the "point" style twice, stopped and said to Gu Cheng: "The various tricks of the Sword Sect are ordinary, but the sword cultivation breaks ten thousand methods with one sword, and does not win with moves, and the mystery in the sword style is reflected in the subtleties. I will show you the basic sword style of the 10,000 Yuan Sword Sect with the footwork of the Sword Sect. You're optimistic. ”

Gu Cheng bowed his head and stared at the jade-faced uncle.

"Stab, hit, stir, draw, draw, draw, grid, pick, split, press, cut!" As Uncle Jade Mask shouted out the name of the sword style, his footwork also changed, his arms were sometimes straight and sometimes obliquely at his side, his wrists were sometimes right-handed and sometimes left-handed, the sword body was either flat or sideways, and the sword light was oblique or straight out.

The sword style came out quickly, the sword light flashed quickly, and Gu Cheng's eyes also quickly rotated with the figure of the jade-faced uncle, if it weren't for the fact that she now has cultivation, her divine sense and visual ability have been greatly improved, and it may be difficult to disassemble and learn the sword moves of the Sword Sect.

Even if there is a cultivation, it is extremely difficult to dismantle.

In less than a moment, Uncle Jade Mask regained his momentum, turned his head and asked, "Have you learned?"

Gu Cheng wiped the fine beads of sweat from the corners of his forehead with his sleeve and said, "I can't talk about learning, so I barely dismantle it." ”

"Oh!" Uncle Jade raised his eyebrows, "It's already ready to be disassembled, you can take a look now!"

Gu Cheng was speechless, his mind moved, and he raised his hand to hold the non-attribute Silver Star Sword that flew out of the storage bag steadily.

Gu Cheng reluctantly swung his sword according to the move he had just memorized, and shouted like his uncle: "Point, stab, hit, stir, draw, draw, grid, pick, split, press, intercept!"

After practicing the eleventh style of the Sword Sect, his chest rose and fell, and he was already out of breath.

Gu Cheng turned his head to look at Uncle Jade-faced, he didn't speak, but his brows tightened, and his heart sank

Uncle Jade Mask slowly spoke: "I'll give you three more drills, you can see it!"

After that, I rehearsed it three more times.

Closing the momentum and said to Gu Cheng: "You practice again." ”

Gu Cheng also raised his arm and raised his sword again, his wrist was slightly raised, and he shouted, "Pick!"

If it is someone else, it seems that Gu Cheng's sword is much better than just now, and his footwork has also improved.

But Uncle Jade still shook his head.

"Pick!" As soon as Gu Cheng drank this sentence, he only felt that his arm was shocked by the huge force and was instantly paralyzed.

"Bang!" the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Gu Cheng covered his right arm that couldn't move with his left hand, looking at the Silver Star Sword on the ground, I don't know why?

"There is no reason to use the sword, and there is no reason to use the sword!" Gu Cheng's ears heard the cold voice of Uncle Jade-faced.

Gu Cheng raised his head in response, and the jade-faced uncle said expressionlessly: "One move, one style, there must be a reason for it, it is tangible and unintentional, and you can't be complacent." Invisible and unintentional, let alone unused. Your ......"

Uncle Jade Mask paused, pursed his lips and continued: "Let's talk about the sword style, it is invisible and unintentional, so it can be easily interrupted by me." Cultivating the sword, the mind and understanding are indispensable, see I have practiced six times, but I still have not understood the key, the understanding is too poor, just on the surface, in a hurry. I can't hold the sword, so I advise you to go back to practice spells early, and don't waste time on sword cultivation. ”

Gu Cheng was stunned when she heard this, and then a wave of anger rose in her chest, she had been dormant for so long, how could she be persuaded to retreat just after she started practicing!

With a hot brain, he sneered loudly: "The years of practice have been thousands of years, and the coming days will be long." I, Gu Cheng, can't do it today, and after thousands of days of penance, everything will come true. ”

He looked up into the eyes of Uncle Jade-faced and said, "It's that Uncle Shi wants people to give up like this, which shows that he has not comprehended the core of cultivating immortals." ”

"Hmph!" Uncle Jade Mask sneered softly: "Have I realized the true meaning of cultivating immortals, it's not your turn to be a junior!

After taking two steps, he turned to Gu Cheng and said, "You can cultivate like this!"

Gu Cheng's chest rose and fell in anger, and he stood in place speechless for a moment.

The anger in his chest dissipated a little, and he came to his senses and said strangely: "I was just provoked by Bian Wuyan just now, how could I be so reckless! It seems that it has been many years, and I have not acted on such an impulse in my head."

It is said that as soon as I practiced the sword, I felt extremely excited in my heart, and the speed of spiritual power was much faster than usual.

There is no need for Bian Wuya, a foundation-building uncle, to target her, a junior of the outer sect of the third layer of qi refining, if she really doesn't like her because of Ji Xiao, wouldn't it be better to let her go. ”

"The sword is unreasonable, the sword is unreasonable!" Gu Cheng thought back to what Bian Wuya said, it was true that she was just focusing on disassembling the sword style, and did not think about why she used the sword, whether it was to protect herself or others, and to raise her sword to fight back.

When he came back to his senses, he looked around at the little disciples who practiced swords, and observed that although their postures were different, there was a determined attitude in their eyebrows.

"The person who insists on cultivating the sword is indeed the best among the monks, and he has the appearance of every move at a young age. Gu Cheng sighed secretly in his heart.

Gu Cheng carefully recalled the expression of Boundless just now, the way he held the sword, the dismantling method of the moves, and the position of the footwork movement.

I practiced in the same place a few times, re-observed the sword posture of the surrounding disciples, and repeated the drill.

The sword practice in his hands is non-stop, and his thoughts are constant.

Until the scattered stars dot the dark sky, and the crescent moon hangs high.

On the first floor of the opposite hall, there was only Gu Cheng left.

With the sound of "dang!" on the ground, Gu Cheng's right hand loosened, and the long sword fell to the ground.

Gu Cheng raised his left hand and wiped her sweaty cheeks, shook his head and sighed, "The spiritual power is exhausted!"

Sitting in place and cultivating for a while, he felt that his spiritual power had recovered slightly, and said to himself: "The spiritual energy here is thin, far less than the Inner Gate New Life Academy, and when the spiritual power recovers again, it is better to return to the cave to meditate." ”

After less than half an hour, Gu Cheng opened his eyes, straightened his robe, and walked out of the opposite hall.

The moonlight shone through the half-open wooden window into the house, scattering a silver glow all over the ground.

In the hall, a soft female voice came, "Boundless, don't look at it, people are gone." ”

"Why are you still there?" asked the man standing by the window, turning his head.

"Your mentor uncle hasn't left, how can I go?" A young girl walked out of the shadow covered by the stone pillar.

"Aren't you the mentor uncle?" Bian Wuya asked rhetorically.

"Why do you care so much about this nephew?"

"It's just the responsibility of the tutor uncle!"

"Maybe it's been a long time since I've been scolded, but I heard it!" the girl laughed.

"Whatever you want. Bian Wuya said, sacrificed the flying sword, jumped out of the window and flew away.

The girl stood in the shadow of the stone pillar and the decomposition line of the moonlight in the temple, the expression on her face blurred.