The north wind is tight, the wind and snow are urgent, and the majestic Lingxiao City has turned into a pure white world in this season.

"Cangsong welcomes guests", "plum snow strives for spring", "bright camel comes to the west", "wind and sand are reckless", "moonlight dusk", "dark fragrance and sparse shadow", "huma leaping mountain", "bright moon and qiang flute", ......

As a young man held a steel long sword in the martial arts arena, he was meticulous in every move, which was exactly the same as the moves passed down by Bai Wanjian that day.

"Snowflakes come out!"

With a low shout, the long sword in Jiang Feng's right hand was retracted backwards like a poisonous snake, and then a volley of swords shook out, and in an instant, six small sword flowers were shaken out on the tip of the sword overflowing with cold light.

The two souls of one body can not only be practiced day and night when practicing the Yang Melting Snow Gong, but also conform to the Taoist mental method of quiet and inaction, and achieve something intentionally or unintentionally. Compared with swordsmanship, Jiang Feng's inner family cultivation can be said to be a thousand miles a day, and at this time, it is far above the swordsmanship cultivation.

Jiang Feng's memory is very good, no matter how complicated the snow mountain swordsmanship is, he only needs to watch it a few times, and he can remember them one by one in his heart. Now it's only been more than three months of sword practice, and Jiang Feng's set of snow mountain swordsmanship has already reached the realm of first-class proficiency.

However, no matter how skillful the swordsmanship moves, if they can't defeat the enemy, they have no meaning.

"The talent is amazing, but the understanding is insufficient. This is Bai Wanjian's conclusion for Jiang Feng.

Originally, according to the speed at which Jiang Feng learned to develop swordsmanship moves, Bai Wanjian was also a little more enthusiastic about this little junior brother who had come out of thin air. But soon, Jiang Feng showed one of his major shortcomings.

When he practiced swordsmanship by himself, he could still have a clear eye, one move and one style, and the law was strict. But whenever someone disrupts it, the complicated and subtle sword moves can't go on.

Although there are only seventy-two sword techniques in this set of snow mountain swordsmanship, there are several changes in each move, and after each sword move changes, it can be converted into other moves. A full set of swordsmanship can at least evolve thousands of different methods to deal with the enemy, when facing the enemy, it is all up to the individual to play, the use of the wonderful, in one mind, pay attention to, is a understanding.

However, Xu couldn't see Jiang Feng taking all the benefits of the world one by one, and Jiang Feng, who was extremely talented, could only be said to be mediocre in terms of understanding, and he was not even as good as most of the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect.

The cultivation of internal force is not an overnight effort. However, the internal force is insufficient, which can be remedied by changes in swordsmanship. Although the secret of the Snow Mountain Sect's internal strength is not bad, after all, the time of the Snow Mountain Sect's founding is still short, and it is naturally not enough to compare with the major factions that have been accumulated for hundreds of years.

Therefore, when the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect are facing the enemy, in order to attack the enemy's shortcomings with their strengths, they often do not compete with others for their internal strength, but strive to win with the subtlety of the changes in sword moves.

This point made Jiang Feng, who lacked understanding, directly defined by Bai Wanjian as a "pity rotten wood", although he regretted it in his heart, but since then, Jiang Feng's treatment has been declining, and he has hardly seen any care.

"The world's martial arts are invincible, only fast and unbreakable!"

Jiang Feng, a figure he admired very much in his previous life, the Huoyun Evil God once said such a sentence, whether it was a real martial arts Zhili Jiang Feng did not know. But this sentence undoubtedly opened a way for Jiang Feng at this time, a road that could be successful.

The sword body is thin and narrow, more than dexterous, and the strength is insufficient. The sword moves used to match the sword are also light and elegant.

If you want to make a move fast enough, you can only use the simplest and most direct move, and that is to use the thorn!

The seventy-two snow mountain swordsmanship was used faster and faster by the swordsmanship, and after a slight sweat stain appeared on the forehead of the swordsmanship. But seeing the swordsmanship, he pulled out a sword flower in his right hand, and then put the long sword into the sheath like lightning.

Slowly walking under a pine tree, the old pine tree with rhizomes like coiling dragons is really luxuriant.

Draw the sword, draw the sword, stab directly, close the sword......

The end of Jiang Feng's right hand and the length of the long sword were just enough to make the tip of the sword point on the pine needles at the outermost point of the low branch. It's just that every ten swords are struck, and not necessarily a single sword is on the pine needles.

Sword after sword, snow falling, wind blowing, and from time to time one or two overwhelmed pine needles fell.

When the right hand is tired, it is replaced with the left hand, and when the left hand is tired, it is replaced with the right hand. Jiang Feng likes this feeling very much, this feeling of constantly challenging himself, faster and more accurate, the little pine needles seem to be getting bigger and bigger in Jiang Feng's eyes.

When the bitter cold wind brought him a biting cold, it also awakened another soul, and in order to resist the severe cold, the Yang Melting Snow Gong was constantly put into operation. It's like Jiang Feng's sword, sword after sword, round after round.

"Little Wind!"

A crisp and loud voice rang out.

Putting away his sword and turning around, Jiang Feng's face showed a rare smile.

Hua Wanzi's figure gradually appeared, this woman who took herself to the Snow Mountain Sect with Feng Wanli. After Jiang Feng went up the mountain and became the youngest disciple of the 10,000-character generation, Jiang Wanfeng, he has always taken a lot of care of Jiang Feng.

Even if he found out that Jiang Feng's comprehension of swordsmanship was really bad, Hua Wanzi never changed his attitude. On the contrary, when he has time, he will also give Jiang Feng some pointers.

It's a pity that if you understand this kind of thing, you will be enlightened, and if you can't understand it, you can't understand it.

As a traverser, although Jiang Feng feels that his low understanding is very abnormal, facing reality, seeking truth from facts has always been his advantage. Yes, I have never failed to admit this shortcoming.

Hua Wanzi carried a basket with thick cotton cloth inside, in Lingxiao City, where heavy snow covers the mountains all year round, only in this way can the temperature of the ingredients be guaranteed to the greatest extent.

"Look at you, you forgot to eat after practicing swords, and you have to let me bring it to you. ”

Hua Wanzi complained while handing the basket to Jiang Feng who came over.

Three big steamed buns, a large piece of roasted mutton. People who practice martial arts usually eat a lot, especially those who are proficient in internal kung fu, and internal kung fu pays attention to refining and refining qi, and sufficient qi and blood is the top priority.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Hua!"

Jiang Feng arched his hand, and then unceremoniously took out the steamed buns and mutton from the basket, and was not afraid of the cold wind pouring the food into his mouth, so he ate it in a big gulp.

At the same time as Jiang Feng was eating nonsense, Hua Wanzi opened his mouth and asked Jiang Feng: "Xiao Feng, since Xuansuzhuang Shiqing and his wife took their son Shi Zhongyu to our Lingxiao City and worshiped under Brother Feng. Senior Brother Feng paid little attention to me, and one day he knew how to train the jade in the stone that could not be done. That jade in the stone, at a glance, I knew that it was not a good thing, a pair of small eyes were looking back and forth all day, and I didn't know what bad ideas were in my stomach. ”

Jiang Feng ate extremely fast, stuffed the last piece of meat into his mouth, Jiang Feng clapped his hands, and said to Hua Wanzi: "Senior Sister Hua, if you want me to say, you should be direct, otherwise how will Senior Brother Feng know your mind." As for the jade in the stone, if it is not strictly disciplined, it will become a catastrophe in the future!"

"Oh, I won't tell you, let you come up with an idea, it's such a stinky idea. I'm leaving!"

After all, Hua Wanzi is a daughter, and she is thin-skinned, so she naturally refuses to take the initiative to confess. In this regard, Jiang Feng could only shake his head, turn around, draw his sword, take out his sword, stab directly, and close his sword......