85_85978 is the morning time of the rising sun again.

Qin Xianyu sat on the bed, stunned for a long time.

Yesterday, when he went into the mountains to collect medicine, it was also the beginning of the morning sun, and the cyclamen bird was beside him. However, at this time, there was no longer the pleasant sound of birds chirping.

It's only been one day, and what a change has been.

It was him Qin Xianyu, who also had a lot of human lives in his hands, and although he didn't see blood, he still felt that his body seemed to be much heavier.

A qiē is like in a dream.

He sat at the head of the bed and was silent for a long time, until the sunlight outside became stronger, he woke up, and reluctantly got up, but was suddenly stunned. He turned his head to look at his shoulder, which was white and silky, almost comparable to a woman's skin, but he vaguely remembered that before he fell asleep last night, his shoulder was still bruised and bruised.

At that time, I wanted to apply medicine to the wound, but I couldn't stand the injury and fainted.

But at this time, the injuries were all recovered and intact, and Qin Xianyu suddenly remembered the two gusts of wind yesterday.

Don't...... When the breeze blows, it not only soothes the pain, but also heals the injury?

Qin Xianyu showed a look of astonishment, and he already thought that the two gusts of fresh wind that soothed his pain came from the hands of the old Taoist, could it be that this old Taoist snatched the four martial arts secret books, and his conscience was not happy, and he also healed his injuries?

But it's not right, it was clearly still swollen before going to sleep last night.

"This ...... How can it be like taking some kind of elixir?" Qin Xianyu frowned and pondered for a long time, but he couldn't think of any other miracle medicine in the world that could make people's injuries disappear overnight. However, it is often recorded in books that there are thousands of years of ginseng, and the 10,000-year-old snow lotus can increase the internal strength of people who practice martial arts for decades, but they have never heard of this kind of healing medicine.

He thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out, so he got up, thought of the martial arts cheats, and hurriedly went to find the first solution to the sword.

Fortunately, the thin booklet was still on the ground, and he picked it up, put it on the bed like a treasure, and picked up the robe, but he only probed it, but there was no pale gold bead. Qin Xianyu's face was slightly pale, Zhao surnamed Xia Shao attached so much importance to that bead, it was obviously not an ordinary jewel, but an extraordinary treasure, how could it be lost?

He was busy rummaging, but after looking for a long time, he still didn't find it, and was frowning, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the jar of water out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly showed a look of surprise.

At first glance, this tank of water seems to be illuminated by the sun, but at this time the sunlight has not yet reached the window, and the room is still a little dark.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, remembering that he was extremely thirsty last night, had drunk a sip of cold water, and then fell into a coma again, and his shoulders were extremely itchy.

I thought it was a dream, but now I want to ......

Qin Xianyu hurriedly ran to the water tank to look, only to see the pale gold beads lying quietly at the bottom of the tank, originally the size of a goose egg, but now only the size of an egg, obviously dissolved. Remembering that I drank a sip of water last night and the wound on my shoulder healed, it must not be a coincidence?

Qin Xianyu approached the water, took a deep breath, and felt a faint fragrance.

"This water...... Could it really be that it has become a spiritual water that can heal injuries?"

Qin Xianyu was stunned for a long time, and for a while, it was difficult to turn around, and he didn't wake up until he was hungry in his stomach. He was stunned for a long time, and busily took the light gold beads to wash rice and porridge, but when he washed them, he didn't dare to wash them with the water in the tank.

When it was time to make a fire to cook the porridge, he hesitated and used the water from the tank to cook the porridge.

The fire was boiling under the pot, the rice was tumbling in the middle, and Qin Xianyu sat aside after covering the pot.

Thinking of yesterday's events, it was no different from a dream, he was in a trance for a long time, and only occasionally caught a glimpse of the sword thrown on the ground, and the first solution of the sword on the bed, and the vat of water flooded with gold, that he realized that this was not a dream, and it felt a little more real.

In the gloomy Taoist temple, the front hall is where the statue is located, and the back of the hall is the inner room.

In the darkness, this delicate and sunny teenager looked a little lonely.

The faint aroma of rice porridge spread, with a bit of fragrant fragrance.

Qin Xianyu hesitated for a moment, took a few pieces of herbs that could detoxify, put them aside, and then tried to drink porridge. took a sip first, waited quietly for a long time, did not have poisonous hair, but became more and more energetic, at this time, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said secretly: "Bacheng is really spiritual water with strange effects, and the light gold beads are simply a treasure." ”

He drank the porridge in a hurry, leaving nothing behind, and then sat for a moment, slightly distracted.

Finally, I took a deep breath and opened the book of the first solution to the sword.

There are only written records on it, and there are no illustrations, but Qin Xianyu is familiar with Taoist books and medical skills, and is extremely familiar with many meridians, acupuncture points, and terminology, which does not prevent him from reading through this book of first understanding of the way of the sword.

The dense pages are always quiet, either thinking of the cyclamen birds, or the heroes who died in their hands.

Sometimes I always feel that those resentful souls who just died yesterday are behind me, intending to ask for their lives.

Qin Xianyu finally smiled bitterly and laughed at himself: "Afraid ......of ghosts?

He cleaned up his mind for a while, looked at the somewhat broken Daozun statue in the Taoist temple, and finally felt a little relieved. After all, the statue is here, even if there are really ghosts, don't you dare to come?

He recited the meditation mantra several times.

This meditation recipe is a mantra recorded in Taoist books, and it is not clear whether it has any effect, but there are several such books in Taoist temples in general.

Maybe it's really useful, after reading it a few times, Qin Xianyu's heart calmed down a lot, he opened the first understanding of the sword path, and he was finally able to see it.

The book is only a few pages.

There is no method of transporting qi and blood, cultivating internal strength, and there is no strange method of picking flowers and flying leaves and hurting people, what is recorded above is the basic skill of practicing swords, and there are not even moves.

The person surnamed Zhao attaches so much importance to this booklet, hiding it in his clothes, and putting it together with the treasure beads, how can it be an ordinary way to practice swords?

I'm afraid that this method can't even be talked about getting started, at best, it will also practice hand strength, wrist strength and accuracy.

"It's not going to be your usual cheats. ”

Qin Xianyu was slightly disappointed, and he felt quite regretful in his heart, but he frowned, still feeling that this method was unusual, whether to decide whether to practice the sword according to the method recorded above in the first solution of this sword path.

The first step in the first solution of kendo is to burn a stick of incense, and then cut it off with a sword, to cut the incense in half.

How fine is a stick of incense?

It is not easy to cut the burning incense, and it is even more difficult to cut the incense from it.

Keep your hands steady and strong.

In the Taoist temple, since the death of the old Dao, Qin Xianyu gave incense to the statue of the Taoist god for a period of time, and then gradually ignored it. At this time, there is still a handful left in the Taoist temple, which is just right to use.

Shout!

Qin Xianyu took a deep breath and slashed at the incense that had just been lit with a sword.

Didn't hit the mark.

Chopped in the incense burner below.

The force of the shock made his mouth numb, and the incense ash burner was suddenly missing a corner.

Qin Xianyu was stunned for a long time, and finally changed his method and inserted the incense on the stake.

After slashing dozens of times in a row, his wrist was sore, and the shock made his mouth numb, but he hit the burning red dot more than ten times, but instead of cutting the incense in half, he cut a lot obliquely.

After resting for a while, Qin Xianyu took a few sips of water in the water tank, and suddenly felt refreshed, and he recognized the extraordinaryness of the light gold beads a little deeper.

Qin Xianyu pondered: "This is not good, the incense is almost exhausted." ”

He cut off the part of the incense that had been cut diagonally at the front of the incense, then put it up and lit it with a branch.

......

Unconsciously, evening is approaching, and the originally gloomy Taoist temple is getting darker and darker.

The little red light from the branches of the tree became more and more conspicuous in the darkness.

Qin Xianyu didn't know how many times he swung his sword today, but every time he was tired, he drank a few sips of water from the water tank, and after a while, he was exhausted and refreshed.

At the end of the day, I feel much stronger.

He looked at the little red light, and his breathing gradually slowed down.

Somehow, the red light suddenly magnified, as if covering his eyes.

Qin Xianyu took a step back in shock, and when he looked at it again, the little red light of the branch was still a little small.

"What's going on?"

He was stunned for a while, and suddenly, the red light magnified again.

Qin Xianyu was shocked in his heart, and said secretly: "Wouldn't it really be a ghost?"

The red light suddenly covered his eyes, and Qin Xianyu didn't have time to think about it, so he swung his sword down.

There was a crunch sound.

The branch was split into two sections, but the branch was slightly bent, so that only the front section was cut open, and it was not completely divided into two halves.

"This is ......" Qin Xianyu was stunned for a long time, he rubbed his eyes, and was speechless for a long time.

There was a faint guess in his heart, Qin Xianyu ignited the branch again this time, and a little depression inserted in the stake made the branch stable.

He looked at the little red light, and his breathing gradually steadied.

After a moment, the red light suddenly magnified and became extremely conspicuous.

Qin Xianyu slashed down with a sword, and the branches were separated from it, but because the branches were bent, they were not completely divided into two halves.

"Sure enough......" Qin Xianyu was shocked in his heart, he turned over the wooden board of the water tank to cover the dust, looked at the tank of water that still had some gold in the dark, and almost didn't know how to speak.

He pulled out the pale gold beads, and his hands almost trembled.

This bead soaked in a jar of water.

This tank of water can heal injuries overnight, can make you constantly swing the sword, without any sense of fatigue, but feel refreshed and strong, and can make your eyes as sharp as an eagle falcon, and extremely stable in your hands.

Qin Xianyu had already realized that he was able to split the branch with a single sword because his eyesight had become amazing, and his attack was extremely steady and accurate.

What explanation can there be such changes in one day, apart from the effect of this spiritual water?

In order to verify, Qin Xianyu lit incense one after another, and waved his sword one after another, and every time, he could hit that little red light and divide the incense into two halves.

"Eyesight, accuracy, steadyness. ”

Qin Xianyu realized that he was not bad with this hand, but his strength still needed to grow. If you have the strength to slash with a sword, and it is so accurate, who can stop it?

He looked at the jar of water and thought to himself that with such an immortal treasure, why worry about not increasing his strength?

Suddenly, Qin Xianyu realized that he was not tired, and he was not even hungry.

"I also saved some food. ”

He smiled wryly and tightened his grip on his sword.

The loneliness and sadness in his heart were deliberately forgotten by him in the sword splitting again and again.

He still had some vague conjectures in his heart, this so-called initial solution of the sword path was just to familiarize himself with the wonderful effect of the jade pill, not a masterpiece.

At night, Qin Xianyu was still wielding his sword.

In the night, even if a ghost comes, it will be split in half