The next day, the martial arts arena.

"Hold your sword, push it flat, and hold it up!" Chen Xiao looked at Yang Guo, who was tired and sweating profusely, with a serious face, and kept correcting Yang Guo's movements in his mouth.

"Master, this sword is too heavy!" Yang Guo looked bitter and waved the giant sword in his hand with difficulty.

"Hmph, I feel heavy now, when you go to the water to practice the sword in a few days, you will know how easy it is now!" Chen Xiao grimaced and taught: "Don't rest, pick up your sword, start practicing from the first style, and practice again"

"Yes!" Yang Guo immersed himself in tirelessly practicing the swordsmanship taught by Chen Xiao.

In fact, the swordsmanship that Chen Xiao passed on to Yang Guo is no longer the way of the heavy sword of Dugu seeking defeat, because Chen Xiao knows that he has taken the wrong path, and naturally he will not let Yang Guo repeat his mistakes, this is the way he fused his kendo perception and the way of the heavy sword of Dugu to seek defeat, and created a kind of sword technique that turns sword intent into moves, to a certain extent, it is not as good as sword intent, but it is much higher than ordinary swordsmanship, and it is not as strong as Dugu Jiujian's skills, but it can guide cultivators to perceive sword intent and get close to that hazy realm.

Yang Guo clearly had this premonition at this time, he felt that this set of swordsmanship was extraordinary, and he naturally practiced very hard, he was happy, while mastering the heavy sword way of Dugu's swordsmanship, he was also cultivating his sword intent from it, unlike Chen Xiao who completely took the path of Dugu's defeat, which led to difficulties in breaking through the realm.

Time passed day by day, half a month later, Yang Guo has gradually reached the first level of the road of the sword, which is equivalent to the way of the heavy sword of Dugu seeking defeat, and now his vision and realm are not at all comparable to half a month ago, although the internal force must not have changed much from before, but his strength has now increased at least doubled, and he is confident that he can defeat it within a hundred moves for himself half a month ago. Although he used to use the Dugu Nine Sword very skillfully and proficient in countless changes, he always had a feeling that his swordsmanship was dead and had no soul, but now his swordsmanship had a soul, and this was because he had embarked on his own kendo path.

On this day, Chen Xiao took Yang over to Nanhu and passed on a set of closed mantras to him, allowing him to go underwater to practice the set of swordsmanship specially customized for him. The mantra of closing the breath is still the method that Chen Xiao realized when he was cultivating by himself, and now it is just right for Yang Guo to use.

Five days later, Yang Guo achieved the first major success in kendo.

Chen Xiao decided to set off and went to Dashengguan to participate in the martial arts conference. Dashengguan is thousands of miles away from Jiaxing, and it takes seven or eight days for the carriage.

Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying also heard about it, and shouted that they wanted to follow the two of them to participate, but Chen Xiao couldn't help it, and Yang Guo pleaded on the side, so he had to agree to take them with him.

Lujiazhuang, that night, Mrs. Lu suddenly called Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang sisters to the front of the Lu ancestral hall.

Lujiazhuang Lu's ancestral hall, there is a huge incense burner in the middle of the ancestral hall, green smoke curling, there are dozens of tablets above, and the low part in the front is Lu Liding and Lu Zhanyuan and his wife.

The weather in the south was cloudy and humid, and it was a bit gloomy tonight, and it was a thunderstorm for a while.

Lu knelt in front of the tablets in the ancestral hall, holding a string of hand beads in his hand, constantly twisting, chanting words in his mouth, boom, a thunderbolt flashed in the sky, and the dazzling light reflected on Lu's face in the room, slightly gloomy.

The door suddenly opened, and two delicate figures walked in.

Lu's face remained unchanged, and he only said in a low voice: "You kneel"

It was Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang who came in, and they obediently knelt on the left and right sides of the Lu family according to Lu's instructions.

Lu's eyes didn't open, and he said in a low voice, "Do you know who the person from the Divine Sword Villa is these days?"

Lu Wushuang was straightforward and said, "Didn't my mother ask a few days ago, he is Brother Yang's master, known as the Sword Immortal!"

Cheng Ying didn't reply, she looked at Lu's gloomy face, and instinctively felt that the atmosphere was a little weird.

After Lu Wushuang's words were finished, Lu suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Lu Liding's tablet with a gloomy gaze: "Yes, what a sword immortal, if I hadn't deliberately probed all his information back then, I really don't know that this so-called sword immortal is our Lu family's great enemy - Chen Xiao!"

"Boom!" A thunderclap outside the window shook Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang. The white dazzling light shone on Lu's face, making Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang feel a little afraid when they saw it, and Lu's facial expression was really terrifying at this time.

"Master, don't worry, our Shuang'er and Ying'er have grown up now, and they also worship the master of Peach Blossom Island and Huangdao as their teacher, and now their martial arts are all in the realm, and the day when the thief will confer the head is not far away!" Lu's mournful voice echoed in this small ancestral hall, making people tremble.

"Auntie, since you already know that...... Why did you tell us the identity of the thief today?" asked Cheng Ying puzzled.

"I told you, can you still live until now? That man is cruel and vicious, as long as you accidentally show your feet, he will not let you go!"

"But it's different now, he has relaxed his guard against you, you can find an opportunity to attack on the way to Dasheng Pass, whether it's poisoning or sneak attack, in short, don't let him come back alive!" Lu's face was fierce and ruthless.

"But aunt, that thief is Brother Yang's master after all, in case Brother Yang knows......" Cheng Ying showed a trace of worry on her face, she had been educated by the Lu family for four years and was brainwashed every day, Chen Xiao was already the person she hated the most, and so was Lu Wushuang, but when they thought of Yang Guo, they couldn't help but hesitate.

"Hmph, don't you really have a love for that little animal, killing one person is killing, killing two people is also killing, just do that kid together!"

"Mother, no, Brother Yang can't die......" As soon as Lu finished speaking, before Cheng Ying could speak, Lu Wushuang stood up with a nervous face.

"Presumptuous, you unfilial girl!"

"Smack!" Lu stood up, slapped Lu Wushuang in the face, and scolded: "In your eyes, that little beast is more serious than your father's revenge!"

Lu Wushuang covered his face, his eyes instantly turned red, and he didn't dare to speak when he looked at Lu Shi like a ghost.

When Cheng Ying saw Lu Wushuang's fate, he couldn't help but stop when he said something, and he didn't dare to say it again.

"This is the strange poison that I specially asked someone to buy from Shu, a drop of deadly poison is incomparable, you take it with you, and when you have the opportunity, you will put it into the food of those two people and poison them!" Lu took out two black porcelain bottles from his arms and handed them to Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying.

"Remember, if they come back from Dasheng Pass alive, don't come back!" Lu looked at Lu Liding's tablet and said faintly: "Go"

"Yes" The two girls responded, and left the ancestral hall with complicated thoughts.