The old man of Xuangu took Zhen Zheng to the garbage heap, Zhen Zheng thought that the master was asking him to clean the garbage, but the old man asked him to hit the flies with a sword, Zhen Zheng held the dragon in his hand, and waved it for a long time, but did not kill a few flies, but his tired arm was sore.

Flies fly too fast to catch any traces, and it would be nice if the eye could see the fly's trajectory, and it would be better to use the chopping method too hard, so it would be better to replace it with a thorn. Zhen Zheng thought to himself.

Zhen Zheng began to sit next to the garbage heap and watch the flies, sometimes he sat for a day, and the smell on his body was naturally not good.

Finally, after watching the flies for a month, when eating, flies flew over the food, and Zhen Zheng directly nailed them to the sword. Everyone watched with a burst of disgust. The old man Xuangu said happily: "Yes, you have already become a master, but you are not allowed to bring a sword to eat in the future." ”

An Guqi's swordsmanship was taught by Star Scar, and Star Scar was a master of the Sword Qi Realm, and it was more than enough to guide An Guqi. An Guqi found that Senior Brother Starmark's young appearance was completely inconsistent with his old heart, his mental age was at least forty years old, and he would suffocate to death if he stayed with him.

Starmark asked Anguqi to knock off the petals of all the flowers in the garden with a sword, but she couldn't hurt the stamens, Anguqi tried for a long time, but she didn't succeed in even a flower, she decided to ask Starmark for advice.

Xingji is practicing calligraphy in the room, each stroke contains a fierce sword energy, An Guqi saw the words of Xingji, and involuntarily took two steps back, the words were full of killing energy, An Guqi felt that Xingji had hatred in his heart, I don't know why.

Xingji felt An Guqi come in, and didn't look at her, and continued to bow his head and practice calligraphy, "The confluence of sword qi, qi is the main, and the sword is supplemented, each of us has our own way of practicing qi, mine is to practice calligraphy, and the second senior brother is chopping wood, and when you reach the stage where the sword qi is unsheathed, you can also find a way that suits you." ”

An Guqi asked about the doubts in his heart, and Xingji said: "The test I gave you is actually the same as the master's test of Zhen Zheng, but mine is much simpler, Zhen Zheng's junior brother is really a kendo genius, and he realized it in such a short time, and reached a small success, I practiced for half a year." ”

An Guqi looked at the star marks and praised Zhen Zheng, she was very unconvinced, and decided to "teach a lesson" to Zhen Zheng before he surpassed himself.

It was drizzling outside, and An Guqi came to Zhen Zhengfang's house and saw him standing in the rain and dancing his sword, without the slightest trace of being wet by the rain. The rain was heavy, the wind was howling, and the heavy rain was falling irregularly, Zhen Zheng was completely immersed in his sword intent, and he seemed to be clearly visible the trajectory of every drop of rain, at this time he seemed to be covered with a layer of curtains, but it was not impervious to the rain, but every drop of rain was pierced into mist by him just right, and dissipated in the air.

Zhen Zheng is a great achievement, and he has already entered the hall in the way of the sword.

An Guqi left quietly, and she decided that she must practice her sword diligently in the future and surpass Zhen Zheng. From that day on, a single intact flower could no longer be seen through a door.

"What, you're so big! You only got started a month ago, and that's too wicked. Zhonghou sighed, "A genius like a senior sister has also taken several months to reach Dacheng." ”

"Fluke, fluke. Zhen Zheng said modestly, still very proud in his heart.

"But little junior brother, you have to be careful, if the senior sister comes back, you will be in trouble, the senior sister is known as a genius killer, specializing in killing geniuses, if you let her know that you are such a demon, I'm afraid she will often instruct you to cultivate." Zhonghou said a little worriedly, as if he had palpitations, "Hey, think about how good a child was in the star mark back then, and she pointed out that he became what he is now, and he is not declining, and his heart is old first." ”

Zhen Zheng was suddenly very curious about the legendary senior sister, and asked, "What does the senior sister look like, how is the swordsmanship, and where is she?"

Zhonghou shook his head and told Senior Sister Zhen Zheng that she had gone out to practice, and didn't say much else.

The old man Xuangu was very happy to see Zhen Zheng's rapid progress, and told Zhen Zheng that from now on, he didn't have time to carry water, and Zhen Zheng didn't have time to be happy, and the old man said again, from now on, the few acres of thin fields behind the house will be handed over to you for cultivation.

Zhen Zheng successfully became a farmer.

The old man Xuangu walked into Xingji's study, and saw that Xingji had just written the word "hatred", the gesture was majestic and murderous, the old man frowned slightly, and sighed: "You still can't let go of that hatred, I want you to worship under my door for ten years, and the sword qi has also reached the vertical and horizontal realm, but hatred will affect your state of mind and is not conducive to your sword path." ”

Xingji twisted the written words into crumbs with sword qi, his brows soothed slightly, and said: "Master, my sword path is based on hatred, when the enemy family killed my parents, this hatred is not shared, even if I break the sword in the end, I will not hesitate to die." ”

"The enemy family is quite powerful and deep-rooted in Houdemen, and your current strength is still too much. ”

Xingji didn't want to mention the enemy anymore, so he changed the topic and said, "Master, junior brother is really a kendo wizard, and he has been in the field for less than three months, which is comparable to three years of penance for me. ”

The old man Xuangu smiled, and he was also quite proud of this fifth disciple, "Zhen Zhengwu's surname is extremely high, even stronger than your senior sister, although he has never been exposed to swordsmanship, he can touch the class, and I will let him go farming now." The old man thought in his heart again, it seems that there is no need to buy food this year, and he can save a lot of money to buy wine and drink.

"No matter what you do, you can exercise people's qi, qi is the foundation of kendo, the master does this to make Zhen Zheng feel his own qi, and he will definitely understand the master's hard work in the end. Xingji expressed the old man's intentions, thinking that he was asked by the master to refine the words at that time, he was very puzzled, and finally the refining of the words wrote the artistic conception, refining the potential, and the swordsmanship also advanced by leaps and bounds, building a sword qi.

Time flies, Zhen Zheng and An Guqi have been coming to the door for half a year, Zhen Zheng has not practiced swords for three months every time he ploughs the field, and his life in the door is also very quiet.

In the garden, a pretty woman with a thin sword in her hand walked slowly on the path in the garden, and the silver sword flew, and the flowers on both sides did not change at all. The woman walked to the end, looked back, and the petals of the flowers fell one after another, but the other parts were not harmed, and An Guqi was already in full swing.

An Guqi was excited, and ran to the field behind the house to find Zhen Zheng, only to see Zhen Zheng wearing a straw hat on his head, a sweat towel around his neck, holding a hoe, and plowing the field in a regular manner. It seems that this guy has been plowing the fields for three months, and the fields behind the house have been reclaimed by him for dozens of acres, and his swordsmanship should not have made much progress, I don't know if I can beat him. An Guqi said in his heart.

"Senior Brother Xiaozheng, are you busy, can you accompany Senior Sister to practice swords?" An Guqi suddenly burst out from behind Zhen Zheng and said.

"No, I'll have to harvest the ripe wheat in a moment. Zhen Zheng didn't raise his head.

"It's stingy. An Guqi muttered, "Look at the sword!" An Guqi suddenly attacked.

"Ahh "What are you doing, are you crazy!" Zhen Zheng scolded angrily.

An Guqi was stunned when she saw Zhen Zheng yelling at herself, with tears faintly in her eyes, "What are you fierce, you never lost your temper with me before, I won't pay attention to you anymore." With that, he turned around and ran away.

Zhen Zheng saw An Guqi pear blossom running away with the rain, he felt sad, and wanted to catch up, but after all, he didn't.

At night, Zhen Zheng was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep, and there was always an appearance of An Guqi crying in his heart, when suddenly there was a knock on the door, Zhen Zheng opened the door, and An Guqi was standing outside, his eyes were slightly red, and he was holding a small porcelain bottle in his hand, looking uneasy.

"You're here. Zhen Zheng said embarrassedly, "Uh, sit inside." Zhen Zheng spoke a little unnaturally, and even forgot that it was night, how could he invite a woman into his residence.

Seeing Zhen Zheng's helpless appearance, An Guqi suddenly laughed and gave the small porcelain bottle to Zhen Zheng, "You must not be angry with me, and don't ignore me in the future." An Guqi turned to leave, but Zhen Zheng grabbed Rouyi, "What are you doing?" An Guqi said shyly, Zhen Zheng suddenly pulled An Guqi over and hugged him in his arms, "Don't be angry with me, I won't be angry with you in the future." ”

An Guqi smiled in Zhen Zheng's arms, and suddenly pushed Zhen Zheng away, "You bullied me again." He ran away.

Zhen Zheng lowered his head and sniffed the residual fragrance of the Yi body on his body, and muttered, "What am I doing?" ”

Another month passed, and the season was approaching winter, during this time, Zhen Zheng and An Guqi rarely spoke, and as soon as the two met, they bowed their heads and hurried by.

Zhen Zheng's farming task this year has been completed, but after four months of waste, he doesn't know if his swordsmanship has regressed. Zhen Zheng stood under a cliff outside Dongji City with the dragon in his hand, facing the steep cliff, dancing the sword at will, without any sword moves, just following his surname, the dragon in his hand seemed to be connected to his arm, no matter what Zhen Zheng did, the dragon could always fit his movements. Suddenly, Zhen Zheng swung his sword violently and slashed towards the cliff in the air, but the cliff did not change at all, and not a trace was left.

"It seems that the past four months have not made my swordsmanship regress, but I have not practiced sword qi at all. Zhen Zheng thought to himself. "If I integrate the mentality of plowing the field into my sword intent, I don't know what the effect will be. ”

Zhen Zheng also has a knack when plowing the field, each hoe can not be done at will, but there must be a process of accumulation, when the hoe is raised, it must start to accumulate, and the power reaches the maximum when hoeing downward. Zhen Zheng held the dragon with both hands, raised it above his head, and began to accumulate strength, only for a short moment, imagining that he was plowing the land, and slashed down to the ground.

A three-foot-wide sword mark stretched from the top of the cliff to Zhen Zheng's feet, and the rubble fell, making a sound that echoed through the valley. I succeeded, this should be sword qi. Zhen Zheng was overjoyed, it seems that it is not unreasonable for the master to let me farm.

Zhen Zheng recalled the feeling when he swung the sword, imprinted it in his mind, and slashed out a few more swords, leaving a few sword marks three feet wide, and finally returned to a door satisfied.