Out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Wang Baobao led Fang Yun to the martial arts training ground again, and saw the situation of miscellaneous servants and outer disciples practicing martial arts there. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I saw that there were about 100 disciples there, either practicing lifting stone locks and practicing strength, or fighting with wooden stakes to practice the strength of fists and feet, or jumping high and low, practicing body techniques on plum blossom stakes, or practicing the art of fighting in pairs.

In the sword practice hall on the side, there is also a place for practicing swordsmanship, and for a while, the sword light is huohuo, and the sound of weapons clinking is clanging, and it is very lively.

Fang Yun nodded secretly, quite rewarding, there were many practice methods that inspired him, but he would not come here to cultivate, in case his true strength was exposed, at most, after learning from it, he would go back to find a place where no one was secretly cultivating.

Out of the idea of showmanship, Wang Baobao eagerly invited Fang Yun to come down to help, Fang Yun couldn't resist his enthusiasm, so he pretended to practice with him a few times, and soon panted, and was beaten back by Wang Baobao with a straight punch, admitting defeat.

Wang Baobao was extremely proud, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fang, you still have to practice your martial arts! Next year will be a big competition for the promotion of miscellaneous servants to outer disciples, if you don't have me, you will have to wait for another three years." I look at you, now at most it's a martial apprentice!"

Fang Yun smiled, didn't say much, but he didn't think so, for Wang Baobao's skill, as long as he used the mysterious hammer method, there were at least five or six ways to knock the other party down with one move.

This is not the time to reveal his strength, Fang Yun let the other party blow nonsense, he just smiled modestly.

After breaking up with Wang Baobao, Fang Yun returned to his residence, took out the "Secret Weapon Collection" and looked through it carefully, pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of some unique cultivation method.

He meditated cross-legged for a while, adjusted his mental and physical strength to the best state, then took out a copper coin, found a cotton thread and hung it, sat a foot away, and drove the cold blue needle to fly out.

With a ding, the cold blue needle stabbed the copper coin, causing the copper coin to swing away in the air.

Fang Yun grinned, he wanted to use the cold blue needle to pass through the hole of the copper coin, but who knew that when he looked at it from a zhang away, the hole shrank into a tiny needle eye, not to mention that he couldn't aim accurately, even if he aimed accurately, it was not easy to use the internal qi to drive this embroidery needle-like cold blue needle to fly out more than a zhang away, and to maintain accuracy.

"Come again!" Fang Yun didn't believe in evil, he had to overcome this difficulty, this was the method he came up with after learning from the "Encyclopedia of Hidden Weapons" to practice the accuracy of flying needles.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The sound was incessant, until the copper coin was hit by the cold blue needle, and none of them successfully passed through.

"Come again!" Fang Yun wiped the beads of sweat oozing from the tip of his nose, staring at the copper coin that was spinning endlessly, as if he saw the second senior brother's sarcastic face, gritted his teeth, and drove the cold blue needle to fly out again.

Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding......

A day later, a blue line flashed, and the cold blue needle finally succeeded in passing through the hole of the copper coin for the first time, Fang Yun let out a sigh, and the whole person was haggard and collapsed on the bed.

"I finally succeeded! I finally succeeded!" he muttered to himself, his eyes red.

This almost impossible training was finally succeeded in one fell swoop after a sleepless, almost crazy day and night of cultivation!

Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, ate, drank, and slept, and after resting all night, he tied the cold blue needle with a scale on the second day.

His eyes were staring at him with all his strength, the tip of his nose was sweating, and he was straining in his heart: "Fly!

The cold blue needle flew up, but the cotton rope was straightened, and it couldn't drive the scale to fly.

It turned out that Fang Yun had a whim, his flying needle accuracy was there, but the strength was not enough, so he came up with a perverted cultivation method of using the flying needle to drive the scale to fly.

This time, the masochistic cultivation method lasted for a full month, and his face was red every day, like a large trumpet, and finally after a month, Fang Yun was pleasantly surprised to find that the internal qi in his dantian became more and more condensed, and he was able to barely drive the scales to fly.

Although he had only flown a few feet away, Fang Yun was excited to repeat more than a dozen heels, this huge progress was completely from his own hard work, how not to make him excited!

The accuracy and strength of the cold blue needle are there, but he is still not satisfied, this day he flipped through the "Hidden Weapon Collection", and suddenly came up with another bad move.

He hung ten copper coins in the house at once, and then opened the window and let the wind blow in, causing the ten copper coins to swing around and drip.

He unleashed the cold blue needle again, causing a blue thread to fly back and forth through the holes of the ten copper coins.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The voice sounded again, and he felt that although the accuracy and strength of the cold blue needle were there, it was not dexterous enough, so he continued to cultivate with such a perverted method.

This refining is a full three months, until the cold blue needle turns into a blue line, and can fly around at will in the holes of ten dripping copper coins without making a sound, and then it will stop!

But he was still not satisfied, although the cold blue needle had accuracy, strength and dexterity, he felt that the explosive power was still not enough.

This time, a handful of soybeans was prepared, there were more than a dozen, and when they were thrown into the air at night, more than a dozen black dots flew up, which was very difficult to distinguish under the faint starlight.

"Break!" he urged the cold blue needle and shot at the dozen or so black dots.

Puff puff......

With a series of explosions, five or six of the dozen black dots were exploded, but more than half fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

"The Cold Blue Needle is my first spirit sword in the true sense, if I can't control it like my arm and fingers, how can I practice other spirit sword techniques? I must practice this flying sword technique to the extreme, before I can pass the test!" he gritted his teeth, and a fierceness flashed in his eyes.

I prepared three bags of soybeans and sprinkled them into the night sky one by one......

Three months later, Fang Yun closed his eyes, raised his hand with a calm expression, and with a swoop, threw a large handful of iron peas into the sky, and then listened attentively.

The next moment, a blue line flashed rapidly, as if a blue net was woven in the night sky.

All of a sudden, poof, puff......

Like fireworks, the dozens of iron peas burst at the same time, filled with smoke and dust, and slowly landed.

Fang Yun stretched out his palm, and an embroidery needle of blue crystal crystal appeared in the palm of his hand, it was the cold blue needle that he had worked hard to cultivate for nearly a year.

He nodded, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes: "Well, this flying sword technique has been practiced to such an extent, it can be regarded as barely enough, and it is not in vain that I have been cultivating hard for a year." Counting that the big competition for the promotion of outer disciples is still more than a month away, I should also go to Fang City to go around and prepare for a while. ”