It is also thanks to the fact that Ji Wen's life has been wandering in the wilderness for many years, and he can be regarded as well-informed, so he knows that this kung fu of Li Lian Fuji is actually the product of alchemy in the sword fetus, this sword saint has given up the cultivation of the outer sword since he was thirty years old, and turned to the inner sword fetus, he used the true fire of the sun to refine the Gengjin gold qi in his eyes, and now he does not know that for hundreds of years, the Gengjin sword fetus has been condensed into a thin needle, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the head of the person is taken thousands of miles away.

However, this Peerless Sword Saint still hasn't completely cultivated this sword fetus, and the more he cultivates in the future, the more difficult it becomes, the Gengjin Sword Needle becomes harder and harder, and at first he can still see it turn into sword qi, but later, it is difficult to see a trace of change for several years. If it weren't for the Sword Saint's firm mind and dedication to the sword, I'm afraid he would have been unable to hold on to it a long time ago.

Although the method of refining the sword fetus has not yet been completed, this sword technique has been outstanding, and it is superb.

Just watching him fly out with a sword to slash through the Nine Heavens and easily assassinate the Split Mountain Demon King, you know that the old blind man's current strength is beyond speculation.

Although I understood the origin of the old blind man's exercise, if I wanted to learn, understand, and perform it, the difficulty was like heaven and earth.

Ji Wenming's mind was smart, and he suddenly said: "I understand, this is the effect that can only be achieved by raising the sword fetus internally, cultivating the sword technique externally, superimposing the sword power, and the triple effect can only be achieved by exerting the triple effect. ”

The old blind man was only devoted to the sword in his life, and he was even more proud of his swordsmanship cultivation, but he didn't expect Ji Wenming to really see some routines, and he admired this young man in his heart, he opened his mouth and said: "The sword fetus is tangible, and the sword qi is invisible, and the invisible controls the tangible, which is more difficult!

Ji Wenming said neatly: "I can't show it!"

The old blind man was disappointed in his heart, and said proudly: "Since you can't use it, let's be light!"

He turned his head and went into the grass hut, resting, the sun was sinking in the west, unable to refine the sword fetus, for him, the loneliness of the night was taken for granted, and he did not need to be accompanied, noisy.

Ji Wenming was once again rejected by the old blind man outside the door, and he was not angry, threw the prey in his hand into the courtyard, and said: "The predecessor has inconvenient eyesight, I hunted a wild boar outside, I might as well give it to you as a food reserve." ”

Ji Wenming was afraid that the old blind man would refuse, so he turned around and left after doing this, and when he was far away, he got up against the wind and returned to the old man's residence, these two lonely old men have no ability to live, if they don't hunt for a day, they have to be hungry, and Ji Wenming can't let the old man starve, so he will rush back to help him cook.

Seeing Ji Wen's disgraced return, the old man grinned and teased: "What's the matter?

Ji Wenming smiled dumbly, and said: "Don't joke with the seniors, I made a gentleman's covenant with the blind seniors, as long as he can show his swordsmanship for three points, he will promise to teach me his lifelong skills!"

The old man said with a straight face: ", if you can perform his three-point swordsmanship without studying, what do you need to learn from him?

Ji Wenming said: "That senior also performed a sword technique in front of me, which can be regarded as a teaching!"

The old man glared at him and said, "Bullshit, if you do it once, it will be a teaching? If I kill you once, won't I become your master? The old swordsman is so narrow-minded and cherishes himself! I think he has this ability, and sooner or later he will have to follow him to heaven, and there will be no inheritance in the world from now on! It's a pity!"

Ji Wenming said: "There should also be a inheritance, at least the Lilian clan and the swordsmanship experience left by the predecessors of the Sword Saint!"

The old man shook his head and said regretfully: "This sword technique is not the other sword technique, how can the mortal sword and the sword of qi be the same day?

Ji Wenming heard that he admired the old blind man so much, so he asked, "Then what do you say I should do?"

The old man said with a serious face: "Burn his house and destroy his yard!" He is extremely angry and naturally fights with you, you can take the opportunity to steal learning, and you can learn as much as you can!"

Ji Wenming was covered in cold sweat, and was taught: "Thank you seniors for your advice, then I'll cook!"

Ji Wenming didn't want to try this bad idea at all, he bullied people for no reason, he couldn't do it.

Ji Wenming lit a bonfire, brushed the clay pot, and threw the remaining bones of the Split Mountain Demon King into it to make soup.

The old man has a tricky taste, and refuses to eat non-fresh prey, and all the jerky prepared by Ji Wenming is for his own use.

If it weren't for the remoteness and coldness of this place, which allowed the flesh and bones of the Split Mountain Demon King to be preserved for more time, I am afraid that he would already be facing the situation of having no rice to cook at this moment.

However, seeing that the old man has gained weight twice these days because of abundant food, Ji Wenming still has a sense of accomplishment, and there is always a sense of harvest from raising pigs for slaughter.

While boiling bone broth, Ji Wenming slowly recalled the sword that the old blind man used during the day, and always felt that there was more magic in it.

With the distinctive characteristics of the old blind man's sword, it occupies the four tricks of fast, concealment, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

As soon as the sword flashed, it was already thousands of feet away, and it fell to the ground before it had time to avoid the head.

Hidden word, the sword enters the eyes, silently and silently, it is a sword when it is displayed, and it is qi if it is not displayed.

Quasi-one word, thousands of feet away, cut off the head and feet, pointing to where to hit, there is no bias.

If you don't see blood, it will hurt the spiritual sense of the sword, resulting in an unfavorable operation next time.

Looking at the situation and understanding the reason, Ji Wen's life was slowly deduced, and he really had some experience.

The sword enters the body and is tempered into qi, and the qi is in harmony with the gods, so it can be operated in the air, such as the arm command, to put it bluntly, this sword is actually a doppelganger.

With the presiding over of Shennian, not to mention a thousand zhang, even if it is a thousand miles, it is just a matter of sword light, it is worthy of the desire of the heart, the place of the sword, and the same killing of thieves and demons will never hurt people's lives by mistake.

In other words, that is the realm of the unity of body and sword, no wonder the old man calls the old blind man a sword thief, such a master, it is really a sword like a thief!

Ji Wenming figured out a layer of truth, but there are still two layers of Taoist ideals that are not clear, among them, what is still incomprehensible is how to refine the sword tire into golden qi, and how to integrate the golden qi into oneself, warm and preserved.

Ji Wenming continued to comprehend the mystery, and coldly heard the Meng Ji Demon King reminding in a low voice: "Master, the firewood and grass are burned out, and the pot is going to be boiled dry!"

Ji Wenming was interrupted from his train of thought, and saw that the soup in the crockpot was rich, and only half of the pot was left, but the bones were not yet mature, and the fire below had long been extinguished, so he glanced at Meng Ji angrily and said, "Why didn't you remind me earlier?"

The Meng Ji Demon King said aggrievedly: "I've reminded you eight times! This is the ninth time! If it weren't for the fear that you would go mad, I would like to keep my mouth shut!"

Realizing that he had misblamed the Beast King, Ji Wenming reached out and touched Meng Ji's head as a sign of comfort,

"You dare to touch my head!" Meng Ji Demon King's heart set off a huge wave of emotion!