After being promoted to the middle stage of the Jiedan, Ling Hu Heng did not rush to learn the sword diagram on the cliff, because he knew that if the opportunity was not reached, even if he forced it, it was useless, if he could learn it, in the past five months, with his qualifications, he would have already understood it. Therefore, Ling Hu Heng planned to learn the Linfeng Imperial Sword Technique first, anyway, he had already memorized the sword diagram, and it was the same whether he looked at the cliff or not.

Picked up the book that had been thrown on the table and was already covered with dust, and the square block letters in it reminded Ling Huheng of the old Taoist: "I haven't seen the old Taoist for so long, and he won't come to see me, shouldn't he have forgotten my apprentice who always makes trouble for him?" smiled bitterly twice, opened the book and read it.

With the foundation of spiritual power, it is not very difficult to cultivate the sword technique. Ling Hu Heng finally understood why the old Taoist priest repeatedly emphasized that he must have the cultivation of the middle stage of the sword in order to practice the sword technique, because the sword technique is too consuming spiritual power, according to Ling Hu Heng's current cultivation, the sword flying, just being able to fly out of a hundred miles is already exhausted, and it takes a long day of meditation to fully recover. And after the immortal cultivator has no spiritual power, he is just a little stronger than ordinary people, this situation is the most dangerous, if he encounters an enemy, he is afraid that he will hate Jiuquan.

This is just a drawback, if the skill is not strong enough to cultivate the sword technique, not only will it bring a great burden to your own meridians, but it is also easy to go mad, the meridians will be burned, and you will become a waste, which is really unwise. Ling Huheng patted his chest, glad that he had listened to the old Taoist priest's words and had not cultivated the sword technique privately, otherwise it would have been miserable.

In fact, the cultivation of the sword technique is not difficult, the difficulty is only the accumulation of spiritual power, if the spiritual power is enough, the cultivation of the sword technique is naturally handy. It's like a child wielding a ten-pound hammer and a man in the prime of life wielding the same hammer, one must be tired and out of breath, the other is effortless, and the difference between the two is here. However, if there is some foundation in sword training, if the spiritual power is sufficient, learning the sword technique will never be as difficult as practicing a sword, the smart can learn it in one day, and the stupid person only needs five days at most, and the reason is here. Of course, the premise is that you have to have the Edgeworth formula, otherwise you won't be able to figure out the way no matter how deep your skills are, because the Edgeworth formula is really ingenious, not like a thing in the world.

Ling Huheng's qualifications are naturally good, and he has already understood most of the truth of the sword technique at a glance, and the rest is to be comprehended in practice. Ling Hu Heng silently memorized the sword mantra, and then walked out of the hut with the "Biyue" fairy sword, and after silently reciting the sword mantra, he swiped his hands, and under the traction of spiritual power, the "Biyue" fairy sword came out of the sheath and floated magically in the air!

The first time you can succeed with the sword trick, Hu Heng was so excited that he almost jumped up, and the next thing is to take advantage of the fact that the spiritual power has not been exhausted, and hurry up to practice the various tricks on the sword trick of the wind, after all, making the fairy sword float is only the most basic introductory kung fu, where can the famous sword trick only have such a clumsy move? It's just that the moves are powerful, and the corresponding spiritual power required is naturally more, according to Ling Huheng's current cultivation, there is absolutely no way to use these moves, and all he can use now is some tricks with less spiritual power consumption, such as "Immortal Sword Three Points", "Crossing the Spirit in the Sword", and "Sword Qi Vertically and Horizontally". Even with this kind of move, Ling Hu Heng couldn't use a few moves, after all, the spiritual power consumption here was too great.

As soon as Ling Hu Heng pinched the sword trick with both hands, the "Biyue" fairy sword turned around flexibly and suspended above Ling Hu Heng's head. Ling Hu Heng silently recited the sword technique, and then pulled with his left hand and swiped with his right hand, and the "Biyue" fairy sword suddenly divided into two sword shadows, flexibly swallowing the aura in the air, which was extremely infiltrating.

Although Ling Huheng consumed a lot of spiritual power, he couldn't help but be very happy when he saw that this move "Immortal Sword Three Points" had been practiced. Strike while the iron is hot, so that Hu Heng's two-handed sword trick is changed, and the fairy sword is immediately restored to its original state, but Shenhua is restrained, and the sword flashes faintly, if it is a blow, it must be a thunderous blow! Because the spiritual power consumption is too great, Ling Hu Heng's face is dripping with beads of sweat, but once again the successful cultivation of this trick "crossing the spirit in the sword", Ling Hu Heng's slightly iron face, a childlike smile appeared.

Ling Hu Heng thought to himself: "Keep up the good work, the next move is 'Sword Qi Vertical'!" Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate, he changed the sword technique with both hands again, recited it silently in his heart, and then shouted in a low voice: "Hurry!" I saw that the "Biyue" fairy sword sword body was shining brightly, and the sword qi was forced to spread around, and the weeds on the ground couldn't withstand such an aura, and they all fell to the ground with the sword qi, which was spectacular.

However, in such a short moment, Ling Hu Heng's little spiritual power was emptied, and without the support of spiritual power, the "Biyue" fairy sword was no longer under control, and fell to the ground with a "bang", Ling Hu Heng could no longer support it, and fell backwards, lying in the barren grass, panting heavily, and no longer had any strength in his body.

Although his whole body was sore and he didn't have any strength, Ling Hu Heng still felt empty in his heart, because he had already cultivated the Imperial Sword Technique, even if he met Zhao Xuanqi at this moment, Ling Hu Heng could make him hit him his own, and he didn't need to use the pupil technique excessively.

I don't know how long it took to lie on the ground, but Ling Hu Heng felt a trace of spiritual power recover, and finally stood up, picked up the "Biyue" fairy sword and stumbled towards the hut. As soon as he returned to the thatched hut, Wu Zhen came to the outside of the thatched hut and delivered food to Ling Huheng.

Hearing that, Ling Hu Heng had already cultivated the Imperial Sword Technique, and Wu Zhen was happier than his own cultivation. While making Hu Heng happy, he couldn't help but open his pupil technique and look at Wu Zhen's cultivation. I don't know if I don't see it, I was shocked when I saw it, this Wu Zhen had actually cultivated to the state of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Jiedan, and he was only one step away from entering the realm of Yuanying that was beyond the reach of tens of millions of cultivators! Ling Hu Heng couldn't help but ask Wu Zhen's cultivation, Wu Zhen scratched his head and said: "I'm about to cross the catastrophe, and I am only one step away from reaching Yuanying, and the master said that it will be a matter of two or three months." However, junior brother, you don't have to worry, you have good qualifications, you must be faster than me!" Although Ling Hu Heng already knew Wu Zhen's cultivation, he said it himself, which still shocked Ling Hu Heng, and suddenly, the excitement of practicing the sword technique disappeared, and he just ate silently. Wu Zhen is a rough person, he didn't notice the changes in Ling Hu Heng, but he was very excited to talk about the matter of the silent Taoist, this talk is half an hour, Ling Hu Heng has already finished eating, Wu Zhen is still talking. If he hadn't noticed the change in time, I'm afraid Wu Zhen would have kept talking, and after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Wu Zhen said: "Senior brother, then I'll come back tomorrow to bring you food." ”

Ling Hu Heng was absent-minded, thinking about how to cultivate, but he just vaguely said "uh-huh" twice. After Wu Zhen left, Ling Hu Heng couldn't wait to sit cross-legged and recover his spiritual power. When Zhou Tian ran slowly, Ling Hu Heng was surprised to find that when the spiritual power was used up, after the spiritual power was restored, it actually increased a trace of spiritual power compared to the original! Although this trace of spiritual power was not very eye-catching, but in the eyes of Ling Hu Heng, who was keenly sensitive, this was a remarkable discovery!

"It's decided, it's decided!" Ling Huheng shouted in his heart, "In the future, I will desperately consume spiritual power, so spiritual power will grow faster, right?" Haha, I'm really a genius!"

Just do what he said, Ling Hu Heng spent the next few days desperately cultivating the sword technique, and when the spiritual power was consumed, it was consumed again, and it kept circulating. Soon, his cultivation had already risen, and in less than a month, he had already reached the state of the Great Perfection in the middle stage of the Yudan.

On this day, after Ling Hu Heng recovered his spiritual power again, he had unconsciously broken through the obstacle of cultivation, and it was a matter of course, and he was promoted to the late stage of the Jiedan, and the dense qi in the dantian also condensed into a round and slippery little golden pill, which was the sign of entering the late stage of the Jiedan. There was no joy or sorrow in Ling Hu Heng's heart, and after slowly investigating his own cultivation, there was nothing to be excited about, this kind of progress Ling Hu Heng had long expected. Out of the thatched hut, Ling Hu Heng suddenly thought: "I've been here for so long, and I haven't explored what is on the cliff, and now that I've practiced the sword trick, why don't you go up and explore?" Thinking of this, Ling Hu Heng didn't hesitate, summoned the "Biyue" fairy sword, pinched the sword trick with both hands, jumped over, stood firmly on the fairy sword, and then turned the sword trick, urging the fairy sword to fly up. If it is someone else, the first time to fly with the sword, I am afraid that it is not easy to control the direction, but Ling Hu Heng is an exception, his hard work in the past month has finally reflected the results, the control of the fairy sword is extremely proficient, and it is effortless to do it one by one. If outsiders saw it, no one would suspect that it was the first time he had used Edgeworthy, because his movements were so skillful that it was as if he were doing something insignificant.

The "Biyue" fairy sword climbed steadily, and after a while, the cliff dozens of zhang high had successfully surpassed, making Hu Heng look down and couldn't help but let out a "huh". It turned out that on the cliff, there were actually two thatched huts, and behind the thatched huts, there was actually a bottomless abyss, so that Ling Hu Heng's divine pupils couldn't see what was under the abyss.

"You've finally discovered this place. ”

An old man's voice came, and Ling Hu Heng realized that there were still two old men sitting in front of the thatched hut! The two old men looked very strange, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, and they complemented each other. Ling Hu Heng couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw the interesting part.

"Senior brother, look, I said don't sit in front of the door, it's easy to make jokes!" the short and fat old man spoke.

The old man didn't speak, just quietly closed his eyes, as if they had never been opened. The short and fat old man said again: "That kid, you are too rude, you haven't come down to say hello after watching it for so long, don't you know that I am your great-grandfather's generation!"

The short and fat old man was very happy, jumped up, patted Ling Huheng's shoulder, and said, "Boy, you are really good, to my liking!"

Ling Huheng smiled: "The kid doesn't dare to be." ”

At this time, the old man who had not spoken spoke all this time spoke: "Have you discovered the secret on the cliff?"

Ling Hu Heng was shocked at first, but thinking that he had never found that there were still people on the cliff, then the two old men were naturally powerful beings, if they didn't want Ling Hu Heng to find out, Ling Hu Heng would definitely not be able to find out.

Ling Huheng knew that he couldn't hide it, so he had to say: "I found it, but I haven't learned it yet." ”

At this time, the short old man grabbed the conversation: "You kid also thinks too highly of yourself, this is the sword diagram left by the ancestor when he ascended, not many people have been able to comprehend it since ancient times, not I said, even my senior brother, known as the wizard of the ancient sword sect who has not been encountered for a thousand years, only comprehends a little bit of truth, boy, you should watch it for two more years!"

Ling Huheng smiled and was noncommittal. At this moment, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were like lightning, penetrating Ling Hu Heng's heart: "How much have you comprehended?"

Linghu Heng's heart sank, and he said truthfully: "I have memorized it, but I can't comprehend it yet." ”

The old man said, "Very good. After speaking, he closed his eyes again, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, if it weren't for Hu Heng to know that he was still alive, he would have thought that he had already sat down.

The short old man seemed to have not spoken to anyone else for many years, and he couldn't hold back as soon as the conversation box opened: "Boy, my first nephew is still very good to you, I sent you here, but I don't think there is anything strange about you, come on, why did my good master and nephew let you come here?"

Ling Huheng didn't hide it, he told everything before, and even beat Zhao Xuanqi inexplicably. When the tall old man and the short old man heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes. The tall old man didn't say anything, but the short old man said: "It seems that you kid is quite good at two times, and you can actually defeat the master of the sword technique with the cultivation of the early stage of the knot, which is rare! Who are you?"

Ling Hu Heng's mind flashed the figure of the old Taoist priest, and he said gloomily: "Silent Taoist." ”

When the old man heard this, he was very surprised, and said, "It's the same line of silent master and nephew, no wonder!"

The short old man also patted Ling Huheng's sturdy back with satisfaction, and said: "Our senior brother is also lonely in this barren mountain and wilderness, if you are okay, you can come up and accompany us more, of course, we will not treat you badly." ”

Ling Huheng is a human spirit, where can he not hear the meaning of the short old man's words? The original gloom was swept away, and he immediately said happily: "The predecessor has an order, and the kid should obey it!"

The old man said again: "The one who brought you food is almost here, you go down now, don't let others know about the storage here." ”

After Ling Hu Heng said goodbye, he urged the sword technique again and returned to the hut. Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later, Wu Zhen came to the hut with a rice basket.