Kong Xuan followed Kong Muyang into the stone house, and Xiangning walked out of the kitchen with a container full of food in her hand and placed it on the long wooden table: "Xuan'er, hurry up and eat." ”

A table of delicious food is full of aroma and comes to the nose. Kong Xuan didn't need to look at it, just from the aroma of the vegetables, he could tell that this was the food that his mother had carefully made, and what a familiar taste it was, the taste of home, the warm taste.

After half a day and a night of cultivation, Kong Xuan felt very tired, and in the face of the table full of food, he was moved, Kong Xuan looked at his mother, who was still busy, and said with relief: "Thank you, mother, for your hard work." ”

"Silly boy, what do you say to your mother? Come, sit down and eat. Xiang Ning moved the container full of food in front of Kong Xuan as she spoke, sat next to Kong Xuan, and said earnestly: "Xuan'er, although it is important to participate in the 'Phoenix God List', it is not as good as your health, eat more." Kong Xuan didn't work all night, his eyes were obviously black, Xiang Ning looked full of distress, and put a few large pieces of animal meat into Kong Xuan's rice bowl with concern.

"Xuan'er, you have grown up, and your father will naturally not participate too much in your path of cultivating immortals, but you must remember that no matter what difficulties you encounter, you and me and your mother must not risk cultivating, if you fall into the demon path, it will be a catastrophe. Kong Muyang sat at the position of the long wooden table facing the door, which was the main seat, and only the head of the family could sit.

"Xuan'er, understood!"

As his father spoke, Kong Xuan hurriedly put down the food that was raised to his mouth and listened intently.

"Okay, Muyang, don't you still have to point out Xuan'er after dinner?"

Xiang Ning thought about it and said with a smile.

"Really? Father..."

Hearing what Xiang Ning said, Kong Xuan was overjoyed, and his eyes were full of joy towards Kong Muyang.

"Ahem... There's not much time left, hurry up and eat!"

Kong Muyang coughed twice, interrupted Kong Xuan's words, and said sharply.

Since ancient times, the relationship between father and son has been delicate, and it cannot be explained clearly with a single word. The father plays a strict role in a family, and the mother is loving and kind, and the parent's discipline restrains and restricts the rebellion that arises and is exposed in the growth of their children.

Although Kong Xuan is young, he can still understand his parents' painstaking efforts for this.

From his father's serious expression, it can be seen that his father is also quite concerned about his participation in the selection of the 'Phoenix God List'. Kong Xuan suddenly realized: "Oh...... No wonder my father asked me if I had already signed up, it turned out that my father had already been instructing. ”

Kong Muyang has the mid-stage cultivation of refining qi and transforming gods, although the cultivation is not high, but it is also considered to be middle and upper class in the tribe, and there has been the honor of the Feng clan warrior in the tribe, and has made great contributions to the stability of the tribe, with such an excellent father, Kong Xuan should have received his father's careful training early since he was a child, but Kong Muyang fought with the White Tiger Giant Murderer from the Barren Valley, and after losing the lives of eight partners, Kong Muyang was depressed, and he did not want his descendants to embark on the immortal path.

Even so, in the end, Kong Muyang still did not consume Kong Xuan's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and embarked on the immortal road at the age of nine.

Although Kong Xuan won his father's approval, he failed to learn any exercises from his father. When I heard that my father was going to give me instructions on his exercises today, I was overjoyed.

Kong Xuan stopped talking, buried his head in eating, as if he wanted to finish the food quickly, so as to accept his father's instructions earlier.

After dinner, Kong Xuan walked with his father to the courtyard.

Xiang Ning stood by the window and looked at Kong Muyang's father and son.

When he went out, Kong Muyang picked up a wooden fork casually. Stopped and turned around, facing Kong Xuan, without squinting: "Xuan'er, my father is not pointing but teaching today, do you know what exercises are most outstanding for my father?"

"My father had the nickname 'Sword Heart' when he was young, and if you want to say what kind of exercise is the most outstanding, it is "Heart Sword"!"

"Yes, my father will teach you the "Heart Sword" today, you have to read it carefully, I will only demonstrate it once, and it depends on your qualifications to remember more and less. ”

After speaking, Kong Muyang held a wooden fork in his hand, stood on one foot for a while, jumped up, his body was light, and jumped to a distance from Kong Xuan.

Kong Muyang's expression was solemn, and his body was filled with a murderous aura that he had not seen for decades. This is also the first time that Kong Xuan has seen his father exert his magic power since he was a child, Kong Xuan was stunned: "Oh...... Oh...... Good. ”

"What are you doing? Are you sleepwalking?" Kong Muyang saw Kong Xuan's half-heartedness, and he couldn't say anything, and shouted loudly.

This is the first time since Kong Xuan was born to see his father and himself have such a big temper, Kong Xuan was dumbfounded, shocked by his father's sternness, and asked in a slushful manner: "Father... Father, you... What's wrong......"

Looking at Kong Xuan's stunned appearance, Kong Muyang couldn't help but feel that he was a little too much, and said in a deep voice: "There is no father and son in the martial arts, don't be half-hearted." ”

"Heart Sword" was originally a practice created by Kong Muyang, mainly based on slender swords.

The swordsmanship includes pumping, belting, lifting, gridding, striking, stabbing, pointing, collapsing, stirring, pressing, splitting, intercepting, and washing. The thirteen styles of swordsmanship can be prevented and attacked, unpredictable, and the enemy is invisible.

"The realm of swordsmanship is divided into threefold, the basic, the subtle, and the human sword is one. ”

After speaking, Kong Muyang used the wooden fork as a sword, wielded it freely, and his body was sensitive, and every stab, mention, and stirring all showed his father's sassy and heroic posture back then.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The sword light flickered, the chill was pressing, the blade of the sword was ringing, and the sword style was unpredictable.

Kong Xuan's eyes didn't take his eyes off it, and with Kong Muyang's changing posture, his eyes and head turned together, for fear of missing a slight.

"Whew..."

Kong Muyang exhaled lightly and closed his momentum. From the beginning to the end of the fight, there are only ten moves, although the ten moves are infinitely varied, but I always feel that there is some amazing power missing.

"Heart Sword" is my father's most outstanding exercise, and I thought it was different, but I thought it was mediocre. The moment Kong Muyang closed his momentum, Kong Xuan, who was originally looking forward to it, changed his expression, and he was stunned, and secretly thought in his heart: "It's over?

Kong Xuan touched the back of his head and muttered, "Isn't this just a showman......ship?

"Hmph!" Kong Muyang snorted coldly, as if he had known that Kong Xuan would have such a reaction after seeing this set of swordsmanship.

"A dignified seven-foot man, how do you talk like a girl? Say it loudly!" Kong Muyang said sharply.

"Father, Xuan'er is saying that although this "Heart Sword" is good-looking, it is weak, and it is simply a showcase. ”

Hearing his father say that he was like a girl, Kong Xuan was indignant in his heart, raised his head, puffed up his chest, and shouted loudly, as if this could prove that he was a man.

"Flowery shelves?"

"Yes! Xuan'er saw this and said it this way!"

"Hmph.... Xuan'er, do you see, that stone mill weighs two hundred catties, can you lift it?" Kong Muyang seemed to disdain Kong Xuan's questioning, looked around, and then pointed to the stone mill two feet away from the two of them and said to Kong Xuan.

"Father, that stone mill Xuan'er could have lifted it half a year ago, and now it can not only be lifted, but also thrown out a few zhang. Kong Xuan said confidently.

"Okay! Raise it and throw it, it's best. Kong Muyang walked towards the gate of the courtyard until he was three feet away from Kong Xuan, stopped and turned around, and shouted to Kong Xuan: "Come! Lift the stone mill and throw it at me!"

Kong Xuan secretly asked in his heart: "Father, is this to prove to me how powerful his swordsmanship is, or to see how strong my arm is?"

"Kong Xuan, why are you stunned? Like a man, lift the stone mill and throw it at me!" Kong Muyang shouted sharply at the other end.

"Ah......h

Kong Xuan easily lifted the hundred-pound stone mill above his head, and threw the stone mill at Kong Muyang with all his strength.

"Whew!"

The stone mill drew a slight arc, approaching Kong Muyang, because the speed of the throw was too fast, the stone mill rubbed against the air, and made a hissing sound.

Kong Muyang held the sword behind him in one hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and his left ear moved slightly with the sound of the stone grinding and the air. The stone mill was getting closer and closer, Kong Muyang suddenly opened his eyes, and a white blade passed through the stone mill, and the stone mill was cut off by a thin wooden fork.

The stone mill, which had been divided into two, fell to the ground, leaving only the stunned Kong Xuan, who was silent for a long time.

"Are you still underestimating this "Heart Sword"?"

Kong Muyang and Kong Xuan stood side by side, paused and asked.

Kong Xuan was shocked and dumbfounded.

"Time is pressing, in the next two hours, you will practice this basic thirteen styles of swordsmanship. After all, Kong Muyang is no longer young, and he has not cultivated for many years, so his body can't help but be a little stiff. Kong Muyang endured the pain in his lower back, walked to the wooden chair and sat down, picked up a stone bowl full of water and brought it to his mouth.

There are still two hours before the 'Phoenix God List', and I was thinking that my father was going to teach me what kind of powerful and critical attack techniques, but now, my father wants to practice some basic sword style at this juncture, isn't this a joke. Kong Xuan was extremely puzzled, and hurriedly asked, "But, father, is it still useful to cultivate this basic sword style now?"

"Dare to ask where there is a shortcut in the world? Where is there another step to the heavens? Which immortal does not come step by step? What kind of exercise is not improved from the foundation of thousands of tempers? If you are so ambitious, you will only destroy your immortal path, I think you should practice your sword here in a down-to-earth manner." ”

"Smack!"

Kong Muyang put the stone bowl angrily, only shook the wooden table, and walked straight back to the stone house.

"Muyang, Xuan'er is still young, are you too strict?" Xiang Ning saw Kong Muyang walking back to the stone house and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Ning'er, Xuan'er has extraordinary qualifications since he was a child, and his comprehension is amazing, I also agreed to let him enter the immortal path at this point, the immortal path is vast, I am afraid that he will go astray, so I have to severely reprimand him" Kong Yangyang saw that Xiangning looked worried, and his eyes were reluctant to leave Kong Xuan, who was cultivating in the courtyard for a long time, and hurriedly comforted: "Don't worry, Xuan'er can still eat this bit of hardship." ”

Xiang Ning pouted, leaning on Kong Muyang's broad chest. The two of them quietly stared at Kong Xuan, who was concentrating on cultivation in the courtyard.