When Ning Shi used to follow his aunt, he didn't have to worry about food and clothing, he was unrestrained, he did whatever he wanted, and he lay down under the shade of a tree to bask in the sun if he didn't want to move. He felt that those days were very comfortable and pleasant, and that was the life he wanted.

My aunt is gone.

Everything changed.

He couldn't live like a parasite anymore, and he had to take his aunt down the mountain.

Ning Shi looked at the starry sky of the sword array, and said very seriously: "I want to learn swords, I want to become the most powerful sword cultivator in the Four Seas Divine Prefecture, I want to become the first sword immortal in the Four Seas Divine Prefecture in 1,200 years, and I want to kill the demons of the Demon Mountain." The Magic Mountain made my aunt suffer at the top of the mountain, so when did I kill all those beasts, and when would this matter be over. ”

Ye Qingniao didn't expect Ning Shi to say such a thing, and patted him on the shoulder: "There will be a day, I am optimistic about you, you will definitely become a very powerful sword cultivator." ”

Chen Yusheng has a different opinion: "The meaning of life is not necessarily only about fighting and killing. ”

Secretly glanced at Ning Shiyi: "Are all the teenagers nowadays so violent, can't they solve the problem in a peaceful way?" Learn from me, as long as you are good enough, just let Shushan be impressed, how good, how straightforward, how simple." ”

"Huh. ”

Ning Shi rolled his eyes at him with Ye Qingniao.

Ning Shi even cursed: "When will the magic mountain let my aunt go down the mountain and repay the suffering, when will we discuss peace again." Blood debts can only be paid in blood, and I still want to straighten up and pick up my aunt, before here, there can be no peace. ”

Ye Qingniao said even more ruthlessly: "Shushan has always flaunted slaying demons and eliminating demons, your hands don't want to be stained with blood, how can you make the genuine disciples of Shushan look up to it? ”

The water vapor of the river is a little cold.

The 'starlight' overhead is getting clearer and brighter.

The campfire was warm, very comfortable, and the drowsiness was getting stronger.

Ning Shi lay next to Ye Qingniao and whispered: "Actually, my earliest dream was to paint, to paint the best painting, to paint my aunt." Her sword is very powerful, and she is not as bad as the outside world portrays her, and I want to use my paintings to show the world what my aunt looks like in the most real. ”

"In addition to drawing, I also want to fly. ”

"I want to fly on my own, flying unscrupulously under the stars. ”

Ye Qingniao replied in a low voice: "If you want to fly, you have to work hard to cultivate." ”

Ning Shi: "I know, I used to think that becoming an immortal was very simple, not that difficult, am I daydreaming?"

Ye Qingniao giggled, and then said, "I'll sing you a song." ”

Cough.

Cleared his throat.

Soon, Ye Qingniao sang a little song: "The child who wanders the world, the rivers and lakes that are sunny and rainy, there are dreams for horses to live everywhere, Wuye Xiao Xiao is not responsible for Shaohua, people with pure dreams, where is your hometown gently, the grass of spring, the insects of summer, sweet dreams, sweet dreams, sweet dreams......"

A murmuring little song floated in my ears.

Three teenagers who met for the first time.

Drunken dreams.

Chase dreams.

......

It's an enclosed space.

A strange space deep underground in the ruins of the Sword Forge Cottage.

There are fish, there is water, there are trees...... There should be a way out, but it's not that easy to find.

When the sword in the boulder sky was as bright as day, Ning Shi was already standing in the earth river and began to chase his dreams.

The early bird has worms.

He said that if you learn a sword, you must learn it.

Ning Shi held an arm-thick tree trunk in one hand, the trunk was parallel to the earth, straight and not slanted, Ning Shi did not have a sword in his hand, this trunk was an imaginary sword.

His aunt once said, "The first step in learning a sword is to hold the sword in your hand." ”

The water of the earth river is cold, the speed of the water is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and sometimes the water is as turbulent as the waves of the sea, and the slapping on the body is like a hammer hitting the body.

Three days.

For three whole days, Ning Shi was finally able to do it, standing upright with one hand, and the thick trunk was never tilted, trembled, or crooked.

Every day after practicing the sword and going ashore, Ning Shi would first eat a raw fish from the river, and then he would faint from exhaustion, this was the first time he started to learn the sword, and his desperate appearance frightened Ye Qingniao and Chen Yusheng.

Especially Chen Yusheng, who looked blankly at Ning Shi's body bones after fainting: "Thin and small skeleton, where did you get such strength? This person, what a magical animal, ruthless, even abusing himself! This young man is terrible!"

The sword array overhead became a tool for keeping time.

Day and night repeat.

The three of them began to gradually adapt to this unfamiliar environment, and the good news was that the human-shaped wild ginseng that Ning Shi had eaten before would soon emerge one plant, as well as those Ganoderma lucidum, licorice, and blood exhaustion...... It's like a natural medicine garden.

Learn to sword at the age of thirteen.

It's not too late, but it's definitely not early, and fortunately there are these elixirs to make up for the time spent refining your muscles and bones.

Ning Shi was very stubborn, although some words that his aunt used to nag came out of his ears, but he did not completely follow the path of the Sword Gate to practice swords. It is true that he is a disciple of the Sword Gate, but he is destined not to eat the sword, he can't take the dead road of his aunt, that way, the aunt proved that eating the sword is not a sword immortal.

That being said.

But Ning Shi knows very well that to learn swords, the foundation is very important, and if you want to take your aunt down the Demon Mountain, you must work a hundred times harder.

Stubborn teenagers have the benefit of being stubborn.

Ning Shi can stick to the extremely boring things without complaint, just like he insisted on not learning swords before.

The twelve basic movements of sword cultivation, stabbing, splitting, hanging, pointing, collapsing, clouding, pressing, teasing, cutting, cutting, wiping, and piercing, each action, Ning Shi will repeat it a thousand times in the earth river.

From daylight, exactly 12,000 times.

Ye Qingniao is very good at cutting wood, and personally taught Ning Shi to make a wooden sword, a very wide and long wooden sword, and later Ning Shi found an iron tree by himself, and the sword made of the wood of this iron tree was extremely heavy.

Under the stimulation of Ning Shi, Ye Qingniao and Chen Yusheng also began to be angry, one practicing knives and the other cultivating talismans, but none of them were as desperate as Ning Shilai.

Time passes slowly in sweat.

A year has passed.

Chen Yusheng is fifteen years old.

Ning is fourteen years old.

Ye Qingniao is thirteen years old.

This enclosed space was also explored by the three of them little by little, but it still couldn't reach the end.

Learning swords is boring and boring, and Ye Qingniao sometimes makes a bet with Chen Yusheng about how long Ning Shi can hold out and whether he will retreat in the end. The three of them all know that the entry point of cultivation is armor piercing, and armor piercing requires refining skin, flesh, muscles, bones and blood, and there is no shortcut, but refining the body and boring sword training seem to be two different things.