After eating, Ling Huheng patted his belly and said, "It's so full! Big man, your cooking skills are really good, but it's a pity that there is no meat." Wu Zhen listened, didn't talk, and smiled and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. After Ling Hu Heng was bored with himself, he paid attention to Wu Zhen's cultivation. After all, he has stepped into the Dan period, and Ling Hu Heng's realm of Wu Zhen is not as vague as before, and if you look closely, you can still see a hint of clues.

I don't know if I don't know it, I was startled when I saw it, Ling Hu Heng found out that Wu Zhen was actually already in the middle stage of the Great Perfection of the Jiedan, and he was only one step away from stepping into the late stage of the Jiedan! The early, middle, and late stages of a realm, although it is not as difficult as the advanced, it is not so easy, there are still obstacles to cultivation in it, if it can be broken, it will naturally come naturally; if it is not broken, then it is delusional to want to enter the late stage. Cultivation as an obstacle is different from calamity, calamity pays attention to the state of mind cultivation, if the state of mind is not forced to cross the calamity, it will only ask for hardship; and the cultivation of obstacles is about understanding, if it is an epiphany, natural cultivation is diligent, if it is not understood, it can only be standing still, stagnating. This is the case with the old man when he chose his disciples before, although the years have passed, he can only stop in the middle stage of the transformation of gods, and he has been like this for the past two years, not moving forward an inch. It can be seen that even if it is the same period of knotting, there are high and low cultivation. Everyone's comprehension is different, and the progress of cultivation is naturally different, even if you cultivate more spiritual power, if your comprehension is not enough, it will not form a qualitative change. At this time, Ling Hu Heng will definitely not be Wu Zhen's opponent, once he fights, Wu Zhen can defeat Ling Hu Heng within ten moves. Maybe you will say that Wu Zhen has been practicing swords for so long, and it is normal for Ling Hu Heng to not be able to beat him. It is true that this is one aspect, but it is more of a gap in the realm, which cannot be made up by one move.

So how did Wu Zhen break through the obstacle of cultivation? This still has to be attributed to his simple nature, ignoring the affairs of the world, naturally he has no distracting thoughts, and he will be one or two steps faster than others in understanding the channel. And the old Taoist priest's teaching method also played a great role, if other disciples heard that the master only said the mantra but did not explain, they would definitely think that the master was hiding his selfishness, and his heart was naturally full of resentment. But Wu Zhen is different, the old Taoist priest told him to do what he did, never asked why, it is precisely because of this that he can comprehend the essence of the mantra alone, instead of blindly listening to the lectures, all he gets is the master's experience, without a trace of his own opinions. The old Taoist priest did this just to think that the disciples could have their own understanding and exercise their understanding, but it was ridiculous that those disciples who didn't know why thought that the master was hiding his secrets and not teaching the real skills, which was really a waste of the old Taoist's hard work. According to the old Taoist method, it may be difficult to cultivate at the beginning, but once you step into the threshold, it is a fish leaping into the dragon gate, and the path of cultivation behind it is smooth.

Ling Huheng's situation is different from Wu Zhen, he only said that it was the old Taoist's deliberate embarrassment, which aroused his strong competitive spirit, and he was unwilling to bow his head to the old Taoist priest and admit defeat, but he also beat it crookedly and realized a trace of truth. Stepping into the most difficult level, for Ling Huheng, there is no question of cultivation, and the rest is how to improve cultivation.

Knowing that Wu Zhen's cultivation was still far beyond his own, Ling Hu Heng's complacency that had just risen was ruthlessly blown, he slowly stood up and walked to the bed again, he knew that if he didn't work hard, even Wu Zhen wouldn't be able to catch up. Although Ling Hu Heng doesn't like boring cultivation very much, but that competitive spirit is like a prairie fire, just a little Ling Hu Heng can't stand it, in order not to lose others, he still stubbornly continues to cultivate, not to mention that the scene of being beaten by the group that day is still vivid, don't take revenge, so that Hu Hengyan can swallow this breath?

Under such pressure, Ling Huheng began to practice penance again. Almost all the day, Ling Hu Heng spent his time meditating with his eyes closed, and the spiritual power of the green bamboo forest gradually gathered outside Ling Hu Heng's hut, forming an extremely spectacular scene.

Unconsciously, another two months passed, and Ling Hu Heng finally stabilized his realm in the early stage of the Yudan, and then slowly opened his eyes, got up and walked outside the house. As soon as he pushed open the door, Ling Hu Heng saw the old Taoist sitting on a big stone not far from the door, Ling Hu Heng consolidated his realm, and he was naturally in a good mood, and greeted the old Taoist: "Old Taoist, morning!"

The silent Taoist opened his closed eyes, glanced at Ling Huheng, and said lightly: "From today onwards, I will teach you to practice swords." ”

Ling Hu Heng couldn't believe his ears, and said, "Old Taoist, you mean to teach me to practice swords?" No wonder Ling Hu Heng was so surprised, others started to practice swords after only one year of entry, for fear that they would fall behind. And the old Taoist priest never mentioned a word, but said that he couldn't cultivate, and he couldn't practice well. Ling Hu Heng naturally thought that it was the old Taoist priest's deliberate embarrassment, but he was so competitive, where would he bow his head to the old Taoist priest? Since then, he has never mentioned it again, who knows that the old Taoist priest actually took the initiative to ask Ling Hu Heng to practice his sword today, which is really out of Ling Hu Heng's expectations.

Wu Zhen also listened on the sidelines, and said happily: "Senior brother, have you forgotten? Today is the third year that you have joined the sect!" Ling Hu Heng was stunned, he really didn't expect that three years would pass like this, Wu Zhen continued: "I also started to practice swords in the third year, the master didn't lie to you at the beginning, if you practice swords too early, it will be in vain, and it will have no effect." Ling Hu Heng gave him a blank look, but he didn't speak.

The silent Taoist looked at Wu Zhen and said, "Ah Zhen, bring my 'Biyue' sword." Wu Zhen said respectfully, "Yes, Master." Immediately turned around and entered the house, and brought a cyan fairy sword, the fairy sword in Wu Zhen's hand seemed to be unwilling to be lonely, faintly exuding a burst of majesty. The silent Taoist said, "You can practice with this sword." ”

Ling Hu Heng took the sword, but unexpectedly, his hand sank, and the fairy sword almost fell to the ground, Ling Hu Heng wolf held up the "Biyue" sword, thinking: "What kind of sword is this, it is so heavy!"

The silent Taoist didn't care about him, and said to himself: "The 'Biyue' sword is the sword I used when I was young, and now I don't use it, pass it on to you, I hope you won't fall into the prestige of this sword!" The 'Biyue' sword originally weighed fifty-six catties, but it was cast by the cold iron of the West Sea, and it already weighed two hundred and thirty-six catties, including the blessing of the formation. ”

Ling Hu Heng smacked his tongue secretly when he heard this, and said in his heart: "I'm obedient, I actually have more than two hundred catties!" The silent Taoist ignored his surprise, picked up a broom casually, and said: "Now I will pass you and me to send the entry swordsmanship, the ancient sword thirteen styles!" After speaking, he began to dance, and Ling Hu Heng hurriedly gathered his mind and looked at it seriously. The silent Taoist was afraid that Linghu Heng would not be able to learn, so the first time was very slow, and the second time was a little faster, and the third time was already a normal speed. Fortunately, Ling Hu Heng was born to never forget, and after careful study, he also remembered the thirteen styles of this ancient sword one by one. This ancient sword thirteen styles, although known as thirteen styles, has hundreds of tricks, if it weren't for Ling Hu Heng's perverted memory, he wouldn't be able to remember it for a while.

After the silent Taoist demonstrated it three times, he stopped demonstrating it and said, "In the future, you will practice swords during the day and at night." Ling Huheng nodded, and the silent Taoist also nodded, and after putting the broom away, he walked to his bamboo house. Wu Zhen also went to fetch water to cook, leaving Ling Hu Heng alone there to think about the swordsmanship taught by the old Taoist. For the old Taoist priest's teaching, Ling Hu Heng is not surprised, and the rest have their own understanding.

Ling Hu Heng tried hard to recall the movements of the old Taoist just now, and it was not until a complete set of swordsmanship was formed in his brain that Ling Hu Heng slowly picked up the "Biyue" sword and began to practice. But after all, the "Biyue" sword is too heavy, and if he can't practice half of it, Ling Hu Heng is already weak and can't make a move. As soon as Ling Hu Heng's tenacity of not admitting defeat came up, he gritted his teeth and finished practicing a set of ancient sword thirteen styles, but the whole person was also tired and paralyzed, and he lay on the ground and rested for a long time before slowly lifting the sword and coming back a second time.

After more than a month like this, Ling Hu Heng finally got used to the weight of the "Biyue" sword, and his moves seemed to be similar. At this time, the silent Taoist also began to be picky, picking out Ling Hu Heng's fault, Ling Hu Heng also stiffened, and said unconvinced: "If I am slow to make a move, and someone stabs me with a sword, what should I do?" Fortunately, the old Taoist priest was very patient, explained them one by one, and ignored Ling Huheng's nonsense.

At this time, the old Taoist priest was able to get a glimpse of what he had learned in his chest, and the swordsmanship of each school seemed to be learned in his chest, and it was effortless to come easily. Linghu Heng's comprehension ability is also very powerful, as long as he explains, he will firmly remember that often a style of swordsmanship needs to be learned for more than ten days, and how can it be so troublesome for others to learn this ancient sword thirteen styles? But the old Taoist priest is not only teaching swordsmanship? Even with the experience of fighting the enemy, the swordsmanship of various factions is also taught together, and more importantly, he taught Ling Huheng to "comprehend" himself, which is not only a little bit worse than others learning swords!

After more than half a year, Ling Hu Heng finally comprehended the introductory swordsmanship - the thirteen styles of the ancient sword, and the old Taoist priest did not need to go around Ling Hu Heng every day to teach him, he only needed to practice by himself. And Wu Zhen also broke through the obstacle of cultivation in the past six months and advanced to the later stage of the Yudan. In this regard, Ling Hu Heng only has hot eyes, in order to learn swords, he is thinking about swordsmanship in his evening practice, and the progress of cultivation has been pulled down a lot if he is not attentive to cultivation, and now he has not reached the early stage of the Great Perfection of the Dan, and he is still far from the middle stage of the Dan, where can he talk about the late stage of the Dan!

Fortunately, Ling Huheng also knew that he had put the cart before the horse, and he really started to practice swords during the day and spiritual power at night, so that he could be regarded as on the right track.

Suddenly, a few months have passed, winter has gone to spring, and it is already the fourth year that Ling Hu Heng has entered the Ancient Sword Sect, and at this time, he is quietly high, and he has surpassed the silent Taoist, and has the momentum to catch up with Wu Zhen. And the cultivation has also reached the early stage of the Great Perfection, and the thirteen styles of the ancient sword are even more proficient.

On this day, Ling Hu Heng learned from Wu Zhen that the five-year sword meeting of the ancient sword sect was about to start, and Ling Hu Heng originally wanted to go up and show his skills, but he didn't give it to him, just saying that his cultivation was not enough, and Wu Zhen was named by him to participate in this sword meeting, which made Hu Heng unhappy for several days. However, the silent Taoist said that he could take him to see it, which made Hu Heng's depressed mood a little better.