Master, no matter what way I cultivate, I always feel a little worse. How do you want to summon that sword spirit? Beside the sword washing pool, Hua Wuyi looked annoyed, and began to doubt that his understanding was not as rebellious as Chu Jiaolong said.

Jin Pofeng sat cross-legged on the ground, and such an inelegant thing seemed to be a little more reckless and a little closer to nature. Jin Pofeng raised his eyes slightly, but Hua Wuyi seemed to catch the edge of wisdom in his eyes.

When you have made a lot of efforts and have not found the way, it may not be that your efforts are not enough, but that you are working in the wrong direction.

I circulate the Great Zhou Tian every day, and stimulate it with the method of external pressure, and the true qi can not break through, so this direction is wrong, what is wrong?

Jin Pofeng smiled kindly, you practiced the sword heart with the heart refining method, that is Gang, you learned from Chu Fuzi to fight the sword with a sword and realized the sword of the horseman, this is still Gang, all things in heaven and earth live on Tai Chi, so, where are you wrong, do you know?

But how does Rou comprehend? Hua Wuyi still doesn't understand. Jin Pofeng slowly stood up, raised his hand and gently pointed at the sword washing pool: Just take gold as the most, and soft as water.

Hua Wuyi thought for a while, and suddenly saw him jump lightly and sneak into the bottom of the sword washing pool. A quarter of an hour later, Hua Wuyi swam out of the water and took a breath. Jin Pofeng stroked his beard and smiled.

Half an hour later, Hua Wuyi leaned out of the water again and exhaled. Jin Pofeng was still stroking his beard with a smile on his face.

An hour later, Hua Wuyi poked his head out again and exhaled. Jin Pofeng was still stroking his beard and smiling.

Two hours passed, two and a half hours passed, and three hours passed, Jin Pofeng began to walk around the pool with some worry, his face was anxious but he didn't dare to go into the water, for fear of interrupting Hua Wuyi's understanding.

After four and a half hours, there was a sudden ripple in the water, and Jin Pofeng was overjoyed, and his hands clenched his beard and almost didn't pull off a little. Boom, boom, the underwater fluctuations became even bigger, and the ripples slowly formed a whirlpool.

The clear water of the pond was muddled by the whirlpool, and gradually reflected a human figure, like a dragon going out to sea, pouring mountains and seas, like a divine sword that spans three thousand miles, swallowing mountains and rivers. This is the sword spirit awakened by Hua Wuyi.

Okay, good, Jin Pofeng looked at Hua Wuyi, who was standing beside him, and shouted three good words in a row, and said excitedly: This is the momentum that the sword spirit should have. The golden scales are not the things in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they meet the wind and clouds. After that, the martial arts in the world will have your legend to continue to write.

On the second day, Hua Wuyi consulted ancient books in the Tibetan Heavenly Pavilion, but saw the depressed fourth senior brother Zhang Xianyu. Since losing to Wang Wu's family 3-4 in the gambling fight that day, Zhang Xianyu has put all the responsibility on himself and has been mourning and complaining to himself all day long.

Fourth Senior Brother, Hua Wuyi interrupted Zhang Xianyu, who was immersed in hard reading, Zhang Xianyu looked up, his eyebrows were twisted together, his forehead was full of forehead lines, there was a little dust, and his clothes were wrinkled, obviously he hadn't moved here for some time.

Hua Wuyi also learned to sit cross-legged on the ground, ignoring how much dust would be stained on the solid brocade clothes he had just changed, Hua Wuyi straightened his back so that his head could rest on the bookshelf behind him. Gently Hua Wuyi said as if murmuring: My name is Hua Wuyi, and my surname was made up casually by the master, hey, I thought it was a prosperous Hua at the time. Memorylessness is that I really don't have any memories of the past.

Ignoring Zhang Xianyu's surprise, he continued: I originally gave myself the number of a lost horse, but for some reason it doesn't belong to me. Zhang Xianyu's eyes widened, feeling incredible, and some people couldn't grab this name.

I was admitted to the Jinshi three years ago, and was sent to Hedong by the master to be a town general for two years, I haven't touched a sword for three years, just to raise a different sword heart, saying a little finger, poofed out a sword aura, the sword qi jumped away on the prosperous sword on his back. In fact, this sword qi had already appeared when I cultivated the sword spirit a year ago, but I couldn't control it until I woke up with the sword spirit.

Hua Wuyi looked at Zhang Xianyu's envious expression and continued: "Senior Brother Zhang, I didn't brag to you about my great achievements today, I want to tell you that I used to have a master who took care of me very much, and because he was my master, he would do everything for me without hesitation.

You have always had a master who is very good at taking care of him, you have to understand that he will do anything for his disciples, but the master was obviously present that day, but he didn't do anything, not by the rules of the big man of Na Raushzi, if the innate master wants to do something small, who can see it?

The master didn't do it because the master didn't want to, the master didn't want the brothers to participate in the martial arts conference, our brothers and sisters were only in their twenties, but all of them were already sword spirits, which was not common in the super sect of Shushan.

But as the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art industry, and our senior brothers are very good at cultivation, but all of them have upright personalities, who will be officials?

But if it is big, it may affect the family and hundreds of lives of the teacher. Zhang Xianyu's eyes became brighter and brighter, and then he stood up and almost knocked over the bookshelf, and then he smiled innocently before saying: I know what my junior brother means, but my senior brother is too stupid to understand the master's painstaking efforts.

I'm going to ask my master and all my brothers to plead guilty, and then hurry up and cultivate well, and after listening to my brother's words, I think I will definitely be able to break through the realm of the Sword God in my lifetime.

Hua Wuyi rolled his eyes, such a mellow man, such a mellow thought. So he hesitated: Awakening the sword spirit in your twenties has a great chance of breaking the innate nature.

Zhang Xianyu's eyes widened and said: Isn't that the same as the master, no, it won't work, I'm good to be the sword god, the sword god is very good, and he reached out and scratched the back of his head.

Hua Wuyi was full of doubts and asked: Why? Zhang Xianyu smiled and said: The master must be high, and the disciple must be at least one or two realms lower than the master.

Hua Wuyi's heart was shocked, this is the disciple's greatest respect for the master.

Hua Wuyi thought quietly for a long time, this kind of realm could not be reached by himself no matter what.

Hua Wuyi is very sensitive to the realm, and Hua Wuyi slowly recalled the scene when he first met his master, introverted, simple, and unassuming. After meeting the master again this time, I felt that the master's breath had not changed, but there was more of that sense of wisdom and foolishness, and so on, Hua Wuyi's heart moved, since he was introverted, why did he have a sense of wisdom that was noticed by himself, but he obviously didn't have it three years ago.

Three years ago, Jin Panruo was able to break through the innate immediately after "letting go", so has the master also let go?

Hua Wuyi sighed, sure enough, the apprentice didn't want to enter the innate because he didn't want to make a hairpin leap, and the master deliberately suppressed and didn't break through the great innate because he didn't want to make a hairpin leap. Jin Wuxi, how can you have such a good disciple and grandson.