When everyone else was practicing desperately, Lu Mu was also working hard to fuse the sword style, and the experience left by Zheng Zhong was to the fourth form, which means that Zheng Zhong can only fuse to the fourth form now.

The second style Lu Mu took four days to practice, the third style took seven days, the fourth style took twelve days, and the fifth style had to figure out how to combine sword moves by himself. It is difficult to combine the correct order of sword moves, and the number of times it takes to combine nine sword moves is difficult for one person to complete in a short period of time.

After repeated drills without results, I could only give up the fusion of the fifth type, and instead went to cultivate the Yuan Qi realm, the strength standard of the Yuan Qi realm is light body, the first weight of the Yuan Qi needs to be able to be ten zhang above the ground, the second is twenty zhang, and then the distance of ten zhang from each layer is superimposed, and the ninth layer is ninety zhang.

Since Lu Mu cultivated his Yuan Qi, he had been cultivating the Nine Abyss Sword Technique, and he didn't think that his cultivation in the Yuan Qi Realm was in several heavens, because he had always thought that he had not even reached the end of the Yuan Body Realm, and he was just using a large amount of spiritual power in his body to take advantage of it.

Standing under the cliff on the edge of the racecourse, he looked up and found a wallwood, almost fifty zhang from the ground, thinking about to try it first, he used his spiritual power to condense his whole body and legs and flicked it hard, his whole person shot into the air like a sharp arrow off the string, and in the blink of an eye, he swept past the wallwood, and in a moment of respite, his body had already exceeded the entire cliff, and then he rose again before stopping, and Lu Mu controlled his body to fall on the top of the cliff.

Since it was early spring, except for the green pines, the other trees were still sleeping bare.

Standing on the top of the cliff and looking down, the whole picture of the Chiyuan Sword Gate was in full view, Lu Mu smiled bitterly again, this Chiyuan cliff is a hundred feet high, what kind of realm is he? Why is the cultivation realm of this cultivation world not accurate at all.

The Yuan Body didn't succeed, but he had the strength of the Nine Heavens of Yuan Qi. In the future, if you encounter an innate soul like yourself, you must ask others what the situation is.

Looking at this 100 zhang distance, I remembered the weird song and dance steps again, and the last step was about 100 zhang away.

This time he decided to use the spiritual power in his body to gather all over his body, practice that footwork, and step out in one step when he was ready, and look back to see that this step was only far away, but he was still extremely excited in his heart, and he didn't guess wrong, this is a body method, but I don't know why it is not as far as the last step.

Thinking of this, Lu Mu no longer hesitated, and practiced the entire footwork according to his memory, and after becoming proficient, it became faster and faster, and finally only a figure could be seen flashing on the top of the entire cliff.

Tailing Mountain Range, Cangyue Sword Gate on the top of Cangyue Peak, in an ordinary room, a young man sat cross-legged on the bed, the young man was dressed in a black power suit with a melancholy face, and his eyes revealed the vicissitudes that should not be at this age. In front of the bed stood a thin old man, the old man had a mustache, also dressed in black, and his eyes revealed a fine light: "Congratulations to the little master for stepping into the second heaven of the Yuan Spirit Realm." ”

The young man in the strong suit smiled slightly, and did not look at the old man: "Uncle Ying smiled, this kind of cultivation speed is not worth mentioning, but what level have the other three disciples cultivated now?"

The old man immediately replied with a smile: "Don't worry, the highest cultivation of the disciples of the other three sects is around the Eighth Heaven of Vitality, and only the grandson of Old Man Wu, the master of the Nanling Gate, has reached the Nine Heavens, and it is piled up with the financial and material resources of the entire Nanling Gate." ”

Spring returns to the earth, all things recover, there is a teenager on the top of the Chiyuan Cliff who cultivates here every day, sometimes the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, sometimes the figure is flickering, and sometimes it is quiet and breathing.

On this day, Lu Mu, as usual, was about to go back after the drill, and suddenly turned around and saw a masked man, I don't know when he appeared, this person was a head taller than himself, thin and dressed in white, only revealing a pair of black eyes, without any emotion in his eyes, as if he was a tree on the top of this cliff.

Lu Mu didn't know what this person's intentions were, but he could appear behind him silently, and his cultivation must be higher than himself, so he asked, "May I ask if the senior is looking for me?"

However, the man in white did not answer, and just as Lu Mu was wondering, the body in white flashed, and he raised his fist and slammed into Lu Mu. Seeing that the energy attached to the fist was about to hit his body, Lu Mu hurriedly stepped out of the empty footwork with his legs, flashed to the right, and looked at the man in white with both hands clenched into fists: "Who are you, I have no grudge against you." ”

The man in white still looked at him without waves, and raised his fist again to attack Lu Mu, Lu Mu was also angry in his heart, he rarely went out of the mountain gate in the past two years, and only went to the nearby town when he went down the mountain to buy the necessities of life, and he definitely didn't have any enemies, so why did this person attack him. Thinking of this, he took his spiritual power and punched it up, and with a "bump", the two fists collided together.

The body of the man in white was suddenly taken a few steps away by Lu Mu's fist before he stopped. And Lu Mu stood firmly in place, and the voice in the mouth of the white man finally came out, "Huh?" and then said, "Yes, come again." ”

Without waiting for Lu Mu to answer, he attacked again, this time the man in white no longer fought with him, avoiding Lu Mu's edge to fight clumsily, but where Lu Mu really fought with people, they were all drills with one move and one style in a step-by-step manner, and Lu Mu had been smashed a few times in a short time, and he didn't know if Lu Mu's body was strong and durable, or the man in white deliberately left his hand, these punches did not hurt him, he just felt pain.

After another half an hour, Lu Mu was already tired and panting, and he punched out with all his might, if this kind of consumption had changed someone else's body, he would have been tired and lying down, but Lu Mu hadn't even touched the corner of the white-clothed man's clothes. But I don't know how many punches I received, let alone how many kicks I was kicked, in the end, Lu Mu really had no choice, if he didn't get killed like this, he would be tired to death, Lu Mu's beggar surname was undoubtedly revealed at this time.

Lu Mu suddenly shouted loudly, "Stop!" and then in the surprised eyes of the man in white, he sat down on the ground and continued: "Come on, if you want to beat you, kill me!" After speaking, he lowered his head and didn't look at the man in white, looking like you will fight back.

When the man in white saw Lu Mu like this, he narrowed his eyes and was stunned for a moment. If he hadn't covered his face at this point, he would have been able to see that he was frowning, and his expression seemed to say, "How is this good?"

Lu Mu waited for a moment and found that the fist of the man in white did not fall on him, and when he looked up, he found that there was no trace of the man in white.

He wasn't dreaming, but the pain in his body reminded him that it was obviously real. But this raises a question: "What is the origin of this man in white, he beat himself for nearly an hour, and now he is gone." ”

In the end, he could only endure the pain and jumped down the cliff valley and returned to the Chiyuan Racecourse. At night, Lu Mu was lying on the bed, still aching in many places on his body, thinking about the things on the top of the cliff, he was still very annoyed in his heart, he was beaten for an hour for no reason, and he didn't know who the other party was.

Lu Mu thought about it, and suddenly sat up, he realized one thing, that is, the other party's strength was not high, and he still had the upper hand in the first hard encounter. But why wasn't he his opponent?

I also thought that when I was fighting the man in white, I was dodging the attack of the man in white when I used the footwork of Bukong, and I couldn't use Bukong when I attacked the man in white. So if you can combine the two, will you not be beaten so badly?

Today's spiritual power is almost consumed, and now it's time to practice the mental method to replenish spiritual power. Endured the pain and began to cultivate the Chiyang Mind Cultivation Method, and after three hundred and sixty weeks, the pain in his body had disappeared, and Lu Mu smiled: "It turns out that this can still treat the pain." ”

The life of a beggar turned out to be so strong in his heart, he was innocently beaten for an hour, and now he can still laugh. It's as if it's right to be beaten, even if it's someone you don't know.;