After practicing the Xiyi swordsmanship, Gui Zhong did not continue, not that he did not work hard, but he knew in his heart that such an unfathomable mastery was definitely not something that could be improved by hard practice, and it was also necessary to carefully figure out, analyze, and deduce all kinds of mysteries and mysteries in it, only by understanding the one move and one style of this swordsmanship, as well as the essence of it, it would be twice the result with half the effort, and it would be impossible to become a master with one mind and hard work, especially the Xiyi swordsmanship that Gui Zhong is practicing now, which is infinitely mysterious, and the moves are complicated, and it is not the kind of ingenious road at all。

After practicing Xiyi swordsmanship for a while, Gui Zhong has made a lot of progress, and if he wants to continue to improve, it will not be so easy, his current skills are not enough after all, and this swordsmanship wants to be practiced to a high and profound realm, and it is still not enough.

After Xiyi's swordsmanship has achieved a little, Gui Zhong is not obsessed with this swordsmanship, but continues to go to the cave to check the many swordsmanship carved on the stone wall, among which he is most concerned about a Huashan peerless sword, the life-threatening chain of three immortal swords, this swordsmanship, is the sword sect of the year, the three swords in one go, the beginning of the head straight split; if the opponent leans away from the dodge, then turn the long sword, block the waist and cut horizontally; if the opponent can still avoid, it is bound to jump over the sword, then the long sword back, stab the opponent's back in the heart, the opponent does not have eyes behind the back, it is extremely difficult to dodge. These three types of sword moves, thrilling and decisive, are first-class life-saving and killing techniques, Gui Zhong just looked at the humanoid picture on the stone wall, and he could feel the killing power of Sen Ran.

At the moment, he practiced directly, a sword was split, the wind was cold, the killing intent was awe-inspiring, and then the long sword was circled, everything was horizontal, and finally the anti-sword intent was flirtatious, one move was more thrilling than the other, it was really a killing swordsmanship.

"This swordsmanship is really fierce, it is a pure sword of killing, when facing the enemy, it is all played by nature, the use of wonder, in one mind, I practice skillfully, in the future when encountering danger, it can be described as a trick to press the bottom of the box stunt, maybe it will be saved by this. ”

Although Gui Zhong has not yet walked down the mountain, but also knows that the rivers and lakes are sinister, a few years ago, his senior brother Feng was angry, entered the mansion at night, picked people's heads, how heroic, but then it was not also dangerous, if it was not lucky, I am afraid that he would really die! So once he went down the mountain and walked the rivers and lakes, it was dangerous everywhere, and he had to check, even if he was a first-class master, he did not dare to be careless, and those Jianghu guests who had fallen into the sand did not know how many there were throughout the ages. Gui Zhong also thought that while his family was still cultivating in Huashan, it would never be wrong to have a few more life-saving hole cards, so he was more and more interested in this life-threatening serial three immortal swords, and he didn't dare to relax at all when he practiced.

Practicing over and over again, after meditating and refining qi every day, it is to practice swordsmanship, Gui Zhong did not relax a day in the days of thinking about the cliff, in order to practice many swordsmanship that he knows to the extreme, and he must turn it into his own instinct, and when he is against the enemy, he will come out casually, so as not to be in a hurry and ruin his own life.

Suddenly it is a year, in a year, Gui Zhong most of the time is thinking about the cliff to practice sword and martial arts, a body of cultivation and then make a breakthrough, and finally completely open up the twelve canons, Huashan heart practice to the sixth layer of the peak, a body of internal force is pure and dense, thick and vast, the strength is already extraordinary.

Since he came to Huashan on a snowy night and became a returning bell, he did not dare to relax for a day over the years, at first to treat his own congenital deficiencies, stubborn diseases, and then immersed in martial arts and could not extricate himself, he did not know the sun and the moon, and now, he has become a young man from a teenager.

On this day, Gui Zhong thought about the cliff, returned to his home on the Jade Girl Peak and wrote the next letter, but he came down the mountain with a message, Gui Xinshu and his wife will see it once they return to the mountain, and they don't need to worry, everything is ready, they took dozens of taels of coils, a green robe, long hair fluttering, a long sword hanging from the waist, all the way to the full, light as a feather, and after a while, it changed down Huashan.

Looking at the towering and steep peaks of Huashan behind him, Gui Zhong took a breath of relief, turned his eyes around, and suddenly felt that his heart was broad-minded, the vast world, where can he not be free!

"I came from the mountains, once I entered the red dust, thousands of miles away, where can I get the truth!"

With a long groan, the sound shook the four fields, startled countless birds and birds, and Gui Zhong ignored it, haha a long laugh, his footsteps shook, and he went far away in the blink of an eye.

Now it is the middle of winter, the cold wind is howling on the land of Guanzhong, the cold air is pressing, not far from Huashan on an official road, but there is a Tsing Yi Taoist stride, this person has beautiful eyebrows, although not very handsome, but has a sassy spirit, heartbreaking, this person is no one else, it is Gui Zhong.

He came down to the mountain, and there was no specific destination for a while, so he walked away, although it was the cold season, but he was a Xuanmen internal merit, the internal force was pure, and between the circulation, the whole body was warm and melting, a single robe, but it was not a big deal, but it was very relaxed.

The footsteps started, but secretly carried the golden goose gong, which seemed to be unhurried, but in fact, it was a step out of the place where there was a promise, and the speed was not slow.

Not long after, the sky was full of lead clouds, the cold wind became more and more severe, and in a blink of an eye, the sky and the earth became white, and there was goose feather snow, and the weather became colder and colder.

Gui Zhong frowned, this snow is so big that it is not a good time to hurry, and he is now in front of the village and behind the store, and there is only one person in the snow, which makes people feel a little lonely. The pace under his feet became faster and faster, the Xuan Gong in his body was running, and the whole person was like a cyan phantom, rushing quickly on this snow.

After walking for half an hour, even with Gui Zhong's current skills, he felt slightly tired, and his blood was churning, "I can't continue, my blood is like a furnace, and if I continue like this, it will damage my vitality in the long run, and find a place to shelter from the wind and snow." This thought flashed in his heart, Gui Zhong's eyes lit up, there was a mountain temple not far away, the temple was broken, and I don't know how long there had been no incense, of course, he would not care about these things, although the mountain temple was broken, in the end it could shelter from the wind and snow, and it was good to have a place to settle in this kind of situation.

After a few more steps, Gui Zhong soon entered a ruined temple, dusty, and half of the statues of the gods in it had collapsed, and it looked rather desolate.

Gui Zhong didn't care, cleaned up a vacant lot, sat down cross-legged, took out the dry food on his body, ate a few bites casually, and drank a few sips of spirits, and immediately warmed up his body.

"Looking at the direction of the wind, I am afraid that the heavy snow will not stop for a while, and it seems that I will spend the night here tonight. Looking at the sky, Gui Zhong closed his eyes and meditated, and began to practice internal strength.

The wind and snow danced wildly, the sky and the earth were covered in silver, but the light gradually dimmed, and soon night fell.

In the mountain temple, the bell breathes continuously, if there is nothing, there is not even a little light, under the sound of the wind, this temple seems to be more and more poignant, of course, all this is no difference to him, not to mention fear, but in this snowy night, the inner Xuangong operation, more spread, a trace of Xuanmen internal force derived, pure and dense, kung fu is getting deeper and deeper.

I don't know how long it took, the wind and snow outside still didn't stop, but Gui Zhong, who was in the middle of the meditation, suddenly opened his eyes, and under the dark night, his eyes were shining, like lightning, so amazing.

"Well, it's strange that someone is still coming here on this snowy night?" muttered to himself, he didn't care much, but he didn't want the footsteps to get heavier and heavier, and they were actually coming towards the mountain temple where he lived.

A bitter cold wind blew and squeaked, and the dilapidated gate of the mountain temple was opened, and snowflakes swept in, adding a bit of chill to the temple.

"Woo woo ......" A muffled scream sounded, like a ghost, abrupt and terrifying.

"Damn, you little girlie is not honest, when you return to the cottage, you will feel better!" a rough voice sounded, accompanied by a burst of punches and kicks.

"Hehe, Zhao Er, you are too useless, you can't even handle a delicate little girl, and there will be no moment of peace on the way. Another shrill voice laughed strangely, like a night owl, and it became more and more permeable in the dark mountain temple.

"Hmph, Wang Mazi, what qualifications do you have to laugh at Lao Tzu, this girl was found by Lao Tzu himself, where is the big boss, how common is my share of credit!"

"Okay, Zhao Lao Er, do you want to monopolize this kind of credit? Come on, come on, wait for me to light the lights, you and I will compete on this snowy night, but I want to see who is more powerful!"

Gui Zhong listened to the two of them shouting and shouting, without saying a word, his eyes gradually became cold, although he only listened to a few words, but he also understood a general idea, obviously this Wang Mazi and Zhao Lao Er are not good things. In addition, he sensed a soft breathing sound, it should be a woman.

With a crackling sound, the light gradually lit up in the dark ruined temple, Zhao Lao Er and Wang Mazi lit the fire, and were about to continue to laugh a few times, when their eyes suddenly widened and they were startled, and even the torches in their hands fell to the ground, and the light in the entire temple flickered and dimmed.

"What people!"

"Damn, is it a human or a ghost?

The two of them suddenly saw a black shadow under the statue, and they were startled on the spot, and the black shadow they saw was naturally Gui Zhong.

"Huh, Wang Mazi, don't call a ghost, it's not a ghost, it turns out to be a Taoist!"

Zhao Lao Er suddenly came back to his senses, picked up the torch from the ground, took a closer look, and finally saw Gui Zhong's face clearly, but it was a young Taoist, and he finally relaxed a lot now.

"Sure enough, it's a Taoist, damn it, that kid, you're so hateful, you didn't say a word, did you want to scare your grandfather and me?" Under the light, Gui Zhong also saw the appearance of these two people clearly, that Zhao Lao Er was burly, his face was dark, his face was full of meat, and he didn't look like a good person, Wang Mazi was just the opposite, with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, a thin figure, and a pair of triangular eyes emitted a vicious light from time to time, he just saw the appearance of these two people, and his eyes were dark, Wang Mazi had already stepped in front of him, and his thin palm slapped his cheeks, and he scolded angrily while fanning.