The water level of the Whitewater River is slowly decreasing.

After early in the morning, the common people came out, and after experiencing the great formation as yesterday, they were a little cheering. Because the water level has dropped, it means that the dragon has dispersed. By the Baishui River, the body of the Sunset Sect Sect Master had been cleaned up by those two elders.

If the Sunset Sect still wants to open here, then it must be kept secret.

It can be said that Du Xiang died in a fierce fight with Jiaolong, and it must not be said that he died at the hands of human monks and died of greed.

Yu Zhenyi let Caiyun go back to his residence first, and he came to Wangyuan Tower, and the shopkeeper didn't care about him this time, and let him go up. Looking upstairs, it was still a mess, and there was leftovers everywhere.

The old swordsman leaned against the railing and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Yu Zhenyi replied: "I have some questions in my heart, which are not recorded in the book, and I want to ask the old-timers." ”

The old swordsman glanced at him: "I'm not your father, why do you ask me for?"

Yu Zhenyi smiled: "Isn't this the domineering of the old-timers?"

The old swordsman finally turned his head and looked at him carefully: "I want to ask about the sword, I wondered, are you obediently refining your body? The sword just now, although it is good, but you are not the material for sword cultivation, you have made a mistake." ”

After a sigh, Yu Zhenyi replied: "I think this direction is good." ”

The old swordsman sneered, "You have already cultivated the Law of Body Refining, how can you become a sword cultivator?"

Yu Zhenyi: "I've never thought about becoming a sword cultivator. ”

Old swordsman: "I don't want to become a sword cultivator, so why are you coming to me?"

Yu Zhenyi: "Naturally, it's for sword practice." ”

As if he didn't expect this answer, the old swordsman was silent for a moment, looking at the silence above the distant building. The Baishui River below, with occasional fallen leaves floating over the water. The old swordsman asked, "Have you ever seen how sword cultivation works?"

Yu Zhenyi shook his head: "No." ”

The old swordsman patted the table: "Let me tell you, if you want to become a sword cultivator, you must first have a good set of bones, wash your body with the help of the sword qi, and use your body as a sword furnace." Only in this way can you transform the aura of the outside world into sword qi. Otherwise, where did the sword qi come from in your body in the first place?"

"After converting the aura into sword qi, return the sword qi you borrowed before to your own sword. Then the remaining sword qi in the body will be divided into three or seven!"

Yu Zhenyi asked, "Why is it only seventy?"

The old swordsman said with a smile: "Seventy percent is to return the sword in your hand, and if you can get thirty percent, it depends on the face of the sword in your hand." ”

"Whose face is it?"

The old swordsman stretched out his hand and pointed to the true martial sword behind Yu Zhenyi: "It." ”

Yu Zhenyi pulled out the true martial sword behind his back and said with a smile: "It? I have been reciting the "Canglang Sword Technique" for so long, just to see its face?"

"Yes. ”

Yu Zhenyi walked in front of the old swordsman: "I finally got a good sword book and started practicing." I still have to have a good pair of bones, I have to wash my body with sword qi, I have to transform my aura into sword qi, and I have to look at my mother's face?"

"Yes. ”

Yu Zhenyi smiled: "Then I won't become a kneeling person to ask for food?"

The old swordsman smiled: "Then if you want to say that, Jian Xiu, you are still kneeling to ask for food." That's it, how many monks in the world want to kneel, but there is no such way. ”

Yu Zhenyi took two more steps: "Let me ask you, why do I want to cultivate the Body Refining Method." ”

The old swordsman asked, "Why?"

Yu Zhenyi replied: "I just can't kneel down because my legs and feet are not good!"

The old swordsman had a realization: "It turns out that you want to practice standing up, then you still refine your body, don't practice swords." ”

Yu Zhenyi sighed: "I don't understand this, I already have such a good sword, and I have used sword qi, why can't I become a sword cultivator?"

Glancing at him, the old swordsman smiled and said, "In the eyes of others, you are a sword cultivator." But in the eye of the sword behind you, you are kneeling and begging for food. Practicing swords, cultivating, and chilling. ”

Yu Zhenyi was unconvinced: "Cold mix, very cold mix!"

The old swordsman glared at him: "Then do you want to stand, or do you want to practice swords?"

Yu Zhenyi raised his head: "I want to stand and practice this sword." ”

The old swordsman shook his head: "I can't practice." ”

"Can't practice?"

"I can't practice!"

Yu Zhenyi took out the book of "Canglang Sword Technique": "This, can you practice swords!"

"I can practice, but I don't count as sword cultivation. ”

Yu Zhenyi put down the true martial arts sword in his hand again: "This, can you practice the sword." ”

"I can practice, and I kneel. ”

"Then this book "Canglang Sword Technique", plus a real martial sword, can you practice swords?"

The old swordsman glanced at him: "Boy, who are you sacred? ”

Yu Zhenyi smiled: "Jiuqian Mountain, Yu Zhenyi." ”

The old swordsman clapped his hands, took his sword box, took out a sword, and gave Yu Zhenyi a feeling of the sword qi on it. Then, he lifted his sleeve again, put his scarred arm, and put it in front of Yu Zhenyi: "Do you feel anything?"

Yu Zhenyi really felt it, the sword he stroked just now, and the old swordsman's arm. There is the same aura on them, which is sword qi.

It seems that the old swordsman did not deceive people, if he wanted to become a sword cultivator, he had to contain sword qi in his body.

The sword itself can hold sword qi, but not much, it can only be used as an introduction. If you want the sword qi to last forever, you must learn to use your body to transform the aura of the heavens and the earth into sword qi.

The old swordsman glanced at him and said, "Sword cultivation is three hundred and sixty days a year, and the wind, frost, and sword are strictly pressing. ”

These words are about sword cultivation, and at all times, you must use your sword qi to wash your body. This is the difficulty of sword cultivation, and it is also the necessity of sword cultivation. After all, among all the monks, there are generally only physical cultivation, and there are also sword cultivation that can skip the level of challenge.

If cultivation isn't a little harder, is that fair?

Yu Zhenyi sighed: "It's still difficult to ask for food on your knees." I don't understand why a sword cultivator can't even control his own sword. ”

The old swordsman smiled: "If you want to control your sword, you can cultivate to a high level, now it's better to honestly wash your body with sword qi." Although it is a little painful, it is also good for your physical fitness. ”

Yu Zhenyi arched his hand: "Thank you seniors, explain me so much." ”

The old swordsman snorted: "It's okay, just get out, don't bother me fishing." ”

Yu Zhenyi didn't ask any more, he didn't care about what kind of fish the old swordsman caught. As long as it doesn't affect himself and other people's affairs, he doesn't care. Besides, what can he meddle in the matter between the old swordsmen?

Back at the residence, Caiyun had already packed her things, and the two were ready to leave. Just as he pushed the door out, a figure covered in blood collapsed in front of the door. Caiyun was not afraid, looked at the man's face lightly, and exclaimed, "It's Lou Yi." ”

Lou Yi, a big man with a strong body, had his right hand cut off at this time, which was very painful, but he still held on and said, "Please save my brother." ”

Caiyun said angrily: "How did you treat my son-in-law just now, and now you still have the face to come and ask for help." ”

Those things just now, Caiyun saw it really. When several people from the Sunset Sect came around, the two brothers of the Lou family turned around and left, as if they didn't care whether Yu Zhenyi had saved their lives or not. How can this kind of person still have the face to find him?

Lou Yi hurriedly said: "Young Master Yu, save my brother, I can be a cow and a horse for you later." ”

Yu Zhenyi walked out, first stopped Lou Yi's bleeding, and then took some herbs and put them on his arm. After doing this, Yu Zhenyi looked at Lou Yi: "Don't panic, explain things to me first." ”

Lou Yi lost too much blood and was a little dizzy, and said: "Our two brothers, we were about to leave this Baishui River, but I didn't expect to meet a strange person on the way. He said that he would take my brother as his heir, but that he would kill me, but my brother would not want to. He wounded me and took my brother away. ”

Yu Zhenyi knew that there were masters near the Baishui River.

"Do you know where they are?" he asked.

Lou Yi's face was strange: "If you guessed correctly, they went to Chunlai Building." ”

There are two buildings in Baishui River, Wangyuan Building, and Chunlai Building. One is eating and drinking, and the other is drinking chic. If you have a little taste, you naturally like to go to Wangyuanlou, look at the scenery, and chant poetry.

Those rich businessmen like to go to Chunlailou. One is to look at the girl, and the other is to do something you love to do.

Yu Zhenyi was silent for a moment and said: "I don't have enough strength, and if I go, I will be sent to death, and I can't help you." ”

After hearing this, Lou Yi didn't say anything, he saw Caiyun's angry eyes. also knows that now Yu Zhenyi can help himself bandage, which is already benevolent and righteous. He dragged his injured body and walked out slowly.

Yu Zhenyi didn't want to leave, the matter of Baishui River was not over yet, he wanted to stay and wait and see.

After coaxing Caiyun, Yu Zhenyi came to his bed and began to cultivate.

Holding the True Martial Sword across his chest, Yu Zhenyi began to guide the sword qi and slowly entered his body from the palm of his hand. At first, a trace of sword qi, like a silver needle, swam in his veins. This bit of pain, Yu Zhenyi can still endure it.

But when this silver needle entered his body, a cold sweat dripped from Yu Zhenyi's forehead.

This feeling is too painful, no wonder it is said that "three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, frost and sword are strictly pressing." "Sword cultivation is like this every day, who can stand it? Thinking of this, Yu Zhenyi really admires those sword cultivation.

Actually, what he didn't know was that Beijian Xiu, although it was also painful, was much more comfortable than him.

In Yu Zhenyi's body, he has already practiced "Spirit Turtle Town Sea Decision", and his body is much stronger than ordinary people. The sword qi wandering within the acupuncture point will also be more painful. The old swordsman knew about it, but he didn't tell Yu Zhenyi.

I want him to retreat.

From ancient times to the present, monks rarely practiced swords after refining their bodies. Either practice swords, one way to the end. Either it's refining the body, and you don't care about sword cultivation. There are few people, like Yu Zhenyi, who have succeeded in refining their bodies, and they have gone to practice swords.

The severe pain came from Yu Zhenyi's body, and Yu Zhenyi felt that the pain in the Demon Suppression City before was nothing at all. He gritted his teeth, let the sword qi silver needle, and walked through the first trick.

After walking, it suddenly became enlightened.

A little of the heaven and earth aura he absorbed poured into that acupoint, and slowly transformed into sword qi. This process is still very comfortable. Yu Zhenyi breathed a long sigh of relief, and sold the first step, he was considered a sword cultivator.

The true martial sword on his chest was very well-behaved, and he didn't even let Yu Zhenyi feedback the sword qi to him.

A good sword with a good master is destined to be a good story.

Yu Zhenyi walked out of the door, it was already the bright moon, and Caiyun was already asleep. Yu Zhenyi himself quietly walked to the Baishui River and began to relax. At the end of the practice, you can start to relax.

The Baishui River was extremely silent, and in the moonlight, the river reflected Yu Zhenyi's face.

The boy is no longer the one in the Demon City, the boy who is slaughtered by others.