Spring goes to winter and comes again, I don't know how much cold and heat have passed, in the bamboo forest lake under Shaomuro Mountain, a small figure gets up early every day and is greedy for darkness, and keeps surging in the lake.

At noon, the water splashed on the surface of the lake, Qin Xuan emerged from the water, took a deep breath, and slowly swam to the shore.

More than a year has passed, and the small body has grown a lot taller, the contours of the face have begun to change, and the face is clear and beautiful, much more mature than before.

Walking to the shore step by step, his steps were steady, and his breathing was steady, Qin Xuan lay on the shore playfully, raised Erlang's legs and looked at the sky, whistling in his mouth.

"Hehe, the time for a pillar of incense, just right, success!" A mischievous smile at the corner of his mouth, Qin Xuan lay on the shore and stretched. After more than a year, I finally had time to hold a pillar of incense in the water.

"Knock ......" Suddenly, a stone shot out and smashed Qin Xuan's head.

"Oops...... It hurts..."Qin Xuan hurriedly covered his head, got up from the ground, and shouted dissatisfiedly.

Turning his head to look in the direction of the stone, the master was pacing with one hand on his back.

Ding Xiaoyao walked to Qin Xuan's side, and said with a serious face: "It's just noon, are you lazy on the shore?" Although the mouth was stern, but the eyes showed relief, this child has been cultivating in the lake every day for more than a year, and this perseverance makes him very pleased.

"Master... Rest for a while, and if you continue to practice, you will die... Qin Xuan looked at the master mischievously and said with a smile.

"Hehe, poor mouth..."Ding Xiaoyao shook his head and scolded softly.

Qin Xuan patted the dust on his body, took a long breath, and looked at the master proudly: "Master, I have met your requirements, and now it is time to hold a pillar of incense in the water, when can I practice the sword?"

For more than a year, I have been practicing breath holding in the lake, which is very boring, if it weren't for the blood feud that has been inspiring me, I'm afraid I would have given up long ago.

"How do you feel?" Ding Xiaoyao looked at Qin Xuan with a chuckle and asked lightly.

"Huh?" Qin Xuan was stunned for some reason, and then said, "It feels... It's good, the fish used to be afraid of me, but now that I'm a friend, they swim around me every day... ”

The bull's head is not in the horse's mouth, Ding Xiaoyao laughed for a while, this kid still didn't seem to understand his hard work.

"It seems... It's time..."Ding Xiaoyao stretched out his hand, and the Tiangang sword on the ground instantly came out of its sheath and flew towards his hand.

Holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, Ding Xiaoyao gently stroked the sword body: "Old friend, it's been many years, and I haven't needed you all the time, so follow me to the end of the world with the sword in vain..." Fingers flicked the blade of the sword, and the blade trembled slightly.

"Catch the sword..."With a slight wave of his arm, he suddenly threw the Tiangang sword towards Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly reached out to catch the Tiangang Sword.

"Huh?" Holding the Tiangang Sword with one hand, Qin Xuan was surprised, he used to carry it behind his back, it was extremely heavy, but now he was able to pick it up with one hand!

Looking at the apprentice's surprised expression, Ding Xiaoyao nodded with satisfaction: "Tiangang sword, the sword weighs six catties and four taels, how does it feel?"

"Feeling.... It's amazing!Master!" Qin Xuan shouted, waving the Tiangang Sword in his hand again and again, he seemed to have been just holding his breath for more than a year, why did he suddenly have so much strength?!

It feels so good! Qin Xuan held the Tiangang Sword in his hand, swung it left, swung it again, swung it up, swung it down, hahaha! I am a master of martial arts! I began to inflate myself.

"Bump !!" was flicked lightly by the sword finger on his forehead, and Qin Xuan's eyes were immediately full of gold stars, and his head became dizzy.

Ding Xiaoyao waved his hand lightly, and scolded with a smile, "Don't be arrogant, stick to your heart, and start practicing swords.... ”

Qin Xuan hurriedly stopped frolicking and looked at the master excitedly: "Master, you... You've just... Say... What?" Even his voice began to stutter in excitement.

"Stick to your heart and watch carefully!" Shaking his head and chuckling, Ding Xiaoyao snorted lightly, no longer paying attention to Qin Xuan, and with one move, the Tiangang Sword in Qin Xuan's hand immediately flew into Ding Xiaoyao's hand.

With one hand on his back and a sword in the other, Ding Xiaoyao's expression became very serious: "The love sword was created for the teacher who was more than 20 years old, and it was divided into seven styles, and after the age of 30, he was invincible..." ”

With a wave of Tiangang's sword, Ding Xiaoyao posed in a sword pose: "Look at it, the first style, ask the love sword!

With a soft shout, the figure retreated, and the sword moves in his hand were swung out again and again, and the swords around him were sparkling, the first style, the sword of love! This sword move is headed by gong, the sword move is extremely powerful, and the edge is exposed! The momentum is full of pride, and he wants to compete with the heroes of the world!

Qin Xuan looked at the sword move carefully, his eyes were shining, what a powerful sword move!

I saw that the water in the lake on all sides splashed with the explosion of the sword move, and several water columns went straight to the sky!

With a wave of the sword in one hand, he stood up to collect the move, slowly absorbing and exhaling, Ding Xiaoyao looked at Qin Xuan indifferently: "Do you see clearly?" Just now, he had slowed down the speed of the sword, and he didn't know if he could see it clearly.

Qin Xuan nodded seriously, just now he couldn't take his eyes off it, and he had already memorized the sword moves deeply in his mind.

"Okay!" Ding Xiaoyao laughed loudly and swung his sword again!"Hahaha, the second style, the amorous sword!"

The sword move danced again, this time it was different from the love sword, the sword move was no longer Ling Li and strong, but endless, soft and smart!

With the sword move, the bamboo leaves scattered on the ground slowly floated up, and they danced with the sword body, and with a slight swing of the sword, dozens of bamboo leaves were sharply inserted into the ground.

Ding Xiaoyao accepted the trick again and looked at Qin Xuan: "This move, but you can see it clearly?"

"Master, the apprentice can see it very clearly!" Qin Xuan nodded again, his eyes staring at the sword in his master's hand for a moment.

"Okay, go on!" Ding Xiaoyao's body turned, and this time he rose into the air: "Third Style, Wounded Sword!"

Suspended in mid-air, the hand holding the sword was easily opened, the Tiangang sword rotated around the wrist, and after a circle, one hand immediately held the hilt of the sword, and Ding Xiaoyao waved his arm and shot the Tiangang sword pole out.

"This.... Qin Xuan looked up at his master blankly, watching the Tiangang sword spin and shoot towards the bamboo forest in the distance, and his heart was full of questions: "What kind of trick is this? Why did you throw the sword?"

But in the next second, Qin Xuan was stunned in place, his eyes flashing with golden light.

I saw that not far away, the Tiangang Sword rotated and shot towards the bamboo forest, galloping forward, dozens of bamboos were cut off and fell to the ground, startling the birds in the bamboo forest to fly together, and the next second, the Tiangang Sword spun and turned back to shoot at Ding Xiaoyao.

Ding Xiaoyao carried his back with one hand, stretched out his hand and gently picked it up, and slowly fell, and the Tiangang Sword was held in his hand again.

This sword move, not only can attack the enemy from a distance, but also can retreat with the whole body, which is the so-called intersection of attack and defense, which can be called a must!

Ding Xiaoyao came over with a dashing pace, and handed the Tiangang sword to Qin Xuan's hand: "Okay, you can almost remember these three styles, let's start practicing the sword..." After speaking, he annotated Qin Xuan indifferently.

"Three styles, isn't it, master, there are four styles behind?" Qin Xuan woke up from the shock, and looked at the master helplessly, with a pitiful expression, why did he only teach the three styles, where are the four styles behind...

"Let's practice these three styles first... Reaching out and knocking on Qin Xuan's head, Ding Xiaoyao chuckled: "Hehe, it's really greedy, before you learn to walk, you want to run?"

"No, master, I have memorized all three sword moves, it's too easy, you can teach me the next four styles, otherwise I won't have to practice after a few days... Qin Xuan looked at the master with a flattering face, and smiled at the master.

"Hahaha, easy?" Ding Xiaoyao shook his head, then burst out laughing, and after laughing, his eyes stared coldly at Qin Xuan.

Seeing that the master's face turned cold, the corners of Qin Xuan's eyes twitched, it was this expression, whenever the master showed this expression, nothing good would happen!

Ding Xiaoyao stretched out his hand and pointed to the lake, and said solemnly: "Go to the water and hold your breath...." ”

"Don't you want to hold your breath again?" Qin Xuan pouted and looked at the master with a dissatisfied expression: "Really, it's hard to practice the sword, and you want people to go into the water, damn it..." Dissatisfied, he walked towards the lake step by step, muttering quietly.

"Well, what are you talking about?" suddenly came the master's voice behind him.

"Hey, nothing, nothing.... Qin Xuan immediately turned around and said with a flattering expression.

"Then..."With a soft shout, the Tiangang Sword suddenly flew towards him, and Qin Xuan quickly caught the Tiangang Sword.

"Master, did you let me practice swords?!" Holding the sword in his hand, with a look of joy on his face, Qin Xuan looked at the master excitedly.

Ding Xiaoyao nodded lightly, glanced at Qin Xuan and said, "Take the Tiangang Sword, go into the water to hold your breath, and sink into the water to practice the sword!"

Hearing the master's words, Qin Xuan's face immediately fell, and his heart suddenly shouted for help, isn't it?

Pouting and holding the Tiangang Sword unhappily, Qin Xuan walked towards the middle of the lake step by step.

"Remember, when you can easily use the three sword moves in the water, and the teacher will pass on the remaining four styles to you... The stern voice of the master slowly came from behind him.

Turning his head, he looked behind him with resentment, the master had already disappeared without a trace, and only Qin Xuan was left alone.

"Well, well, practice the sword! With a sigh, the small body resisted the Tiangang sword on his shoulder, and sank into the water with a pop.

Qin Xuan held his breath, holding the Tiangang Sword in his hand and sinking in the water, watching the fish swimming around him, he struggled to pose the sword pose.

"The first style, ask the love sword, what is love!" Thinking back to the master's moves, Qin Xuan began to dance the sword in his hand.

But as soon as he swung a few swords, his little face turned red, Qin Xuan hurriedly held the sword, kicked his feet, and swam towards the lake.

"Bang la..."The water splashed, Qin Xuan came out of the water, and breathed in the air in a big gulp.

"Woo... It's so uncomfortable..."I kept coughing water in my mouth, and my lungs were extremely uncomfortable. Unexpectedly, it is so difficult to swing a sword in the water, the resistance of the water flow is so strong, once you are struggling, this breath will also be divergent, and you can't stay in the water for long at all.

"Whew..."Taking another breath of fresh air, Qin Xuan frowned: "It seems that this time is another difficult challenge..." Fight!" clenched the Tiangang sword and sank into the water again.

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