The frost is heavy and the autumn colors are getting late.

For several days, Lin Chuyun practiced swordsmanship during the day, and at night, he quietly walked to the one-zhang square pond in the north of the back mountain, immersed his body in the water, and used the juice of the ginseng to temper his body and internal strength.

In just a few days, Lin Chuyun's internal strength has grown to a terrifying level, ordinary talented people cultivate Yunlan Divine Skill, to practice the third layer, it takes at least more than a year of kung fu, and to practice to the fourth layer, there is no three-year situation, it is absolutely impossible, but Lin Chuyun has practiced to the second layer in an instant, and it is just around the corner to break through the third layer.

In this pond, the concentration of the juice of the swift ginseng has also decreased in the past few days, and Lin Chuyun himself can feel that those extremely precious juices are being greedily absorbed by his body. But fortunately, this pond is square again, if you want to absorb it all, it is not so fast, and there are still a lot of ginseng that continues to drip into the pond every day, which is enough for Lin Chuyun's cultivation to progress like a rapid pace.

In the past few days, Lin Chuyun has basically memorized the coherent moves of the seventy-two Lingyun Divine Sword, and he has also studied the ghost sword technique every day when no one is around, and knows all the sword moves that are similar to Lingyun's swordsmanship and can be skillfully integrated with Lingyun's swordsmanship, and he also uses them from time to time when he practices swordsmanship with Zhang Tianpeng, Zhang Tianpeng can't help but feel surprised: Lin Chuyun's swordsmanship has improved rapidly, except for genius, he can't explain that Lin Chuyun can improve his swordsmanship step by step in such a short period of time.

That night, Lin Chuyun was cultivating in the pond again, and suddenly felt that his qi and blood were surging, his true qi was exposed, his eight veins of the Qi Sutra were instantly opened, and the second vein of Ren Du was even more agitated, and his Yunlan Divine Skill had broken through the third layer.

Pinching his fingers, there are still more than 20 days before the competition with Lu Zhijing.

"In the remaining 20 days, I intensified my daily practice and tried to break through the fourth layer. In this way, against Lu Zhijing on the fifth layer, he can also win back a city with his swordsmanship advantage, otherwise, there is no hope of victory. Lin Chuyun said in his heart. He was still not very satisfied with himself at the moment, but he didn't know that since he was promoted to the disciple hall, it had been less than a month, and he had broken through the third layer of Yunlan Divine Skill, how many disciples with mediocre qualifications had been hovering in the second layer for a year or two, even if they were as strong as Zhao Changfeng, it took half a year to go from the second layer to the third layer.

The difference between the third layer and the second layer is that the third layer mainly emphasizes the operation of true qi in the meridians, the true qi runs a small week, and it needs to go around the body through the second meridian of Rendu, and the true qi needs to run a big week, it needs to go through the eight meridians around the body, and each meridian is full of true qi in order to run perfectly, and this third layer is the method of exercising the movement and wandering the meridians, only by having enough internal force, and at the same time proficient in the use of the true qi, can the qi go freely, and this third layer can break through.

The next goal is the fourth layer, which is somewhat similar to the second layer, but there are also differences, the second layer focuses on accumulation, which is a process of accumulating internal forces to a certain stage, while the fourth layer focuses on the condensation of true qi. This layer of cultivation not only requires strong internal force to support, but also requires extremely strong internal power control ability, and it is indeed difficult to cultivate to this level, as little as three years, more than ten years, it depends on the personal talent of the cultivator.

However, Lin Chuyun had been cultivating in that square pond for a long time, and he still couldn't break through the fourth layer, it seemed that the fourth layer of this Yunlan Divine Skill was indeed a hurdle.

Seeing that there were only three days left in the competition with Lu Zhijing, Lin Chuyun felt anxious in his heart, his swordsmanship was improving day by day, and his internal strength was also rising all the time, but, a month's time was too short, Lu Zhijing had practiced in the disciple hall for more than ten years, not only was his swordsmanship superb, but Yunlan Divine Skill also had a five-layer realm, thinking about the gap between them, Lin Chuyun still had difficulties in his heart.

After practicing the sword in the afternoon of this day, Lin Chuyun asked Zhang Tianpeng and Han Yang to drink together in front of the mountain in the large courtyard of the disciple hall. The wine was not strong, it was just the sorghum wine that Lin Chuyun had stored in the field under the mountain before, Han Yang took a sip and asked, "Three days later, it will be the period of your martial arts competition with Lu Zhijing, how is it, are you ready?"

Lin Chuyun said from afar: "A month, it's really too difficult, I just talked to him twice, and I said nonsense, but I didn't expect to fall into the trap he dug, but now it's really, it's a dilemma." ”

Han Yang laughed: "I didn't expect you to be so hesitant to do so much, martial arts, one heart, we Lingyunmen, righteousness lasts forever, we can't do anything and cower, think about it, I'm afraid of this and that, right?" Three days later, fight with him, win, he is a good man, he loses, Lao Tzu is still a good man, what's wrong, losing the sword is not a loser!"

After Han Yang said that, he drank all the wine in the bowl, Lin Chuyun saw that he was so heroic, he also drank the wine with his head up, and said, "That's right, if that's the case, it's me who is too worried!"

Zhang Tianpeng also smiled: "Chu Yun, you can rest assured to fight him, it doesn't matter, even if you lose, we will support you the same, and we will not let you lose face." ”

Lin Chuyun smiled and nodded.

Three days passed quickly, after the day's homework, everyone gathered in the courtyard, the disciples of the disciple hall are all looking forward to this competition, at a glance, the war book is still firmly attached to the big stone wall, but after a month of wind and rain is a little old, but it shows a vicissitudes of life.

Just like Lin Chuyun's face at the moment.

In the past three days, he has been practicing exercises and swordsmanship almost non-stop, even if he is asleep and dreaming, he is constantly running his internal strength, but this fourth layer of Yunlan Divine Skill still can't break through.

"I can't care so much, I have to fight with him today, so I can only bite the bullet and find a way to fight him with the Lingyun Divine Sword and the Ghost Sword Technique, and find opportunities in swordsmanship. Lin Chuyun said in his heart.

Walking out of the hall of the disciple hall, the courtyard was overcrowded, and all the disciples came, including Li Yixian, Wu Feng, Feng Yichen and others, I don't know what kind of mentality they had to watch this competition, did they want to see the stinky boy who didn't know the height of the sky being taught a lesson by the first-level disciple of the disciple hall? Or did it depend on how this kid created a miracle and slapped the senior brother in the face? Or, just to see the bustle in this boring disciple hall?

Lin Chuyun walked forward slowly, and everyone took the initiative to make way for Lin Chuyun.

And at the end of Lin Chuyun's gaze, Lu Zhijing was already waiting for Lin Chuyun there.

"Senior Brother Lin, the January period has passed, are you ready?" Lu Zhijing said gloomily.