Looking at Ken Kitahara's glance, he practiced extremely carefully, which reminded him of himself who practiced swords in the Falling Cloud Broken View on Pangu Mountain, and Sui Feng felt a little emotional, and naturally used some thoughts.

"The moves are well practiced, but the moves are not very stable. Sui Feng looked at it for a while, understood what the problem was, and stopped him.

Kitahara Ken came to Suifeng with a knife and listened to him correct his own problems, listening attentively. A layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, which was now running down his cheeks. Sui Feng looked at him and smiled slightly, "Why are you so serious, I'm not much older than you." You are just getting started with the sword technique at the moment, and I won't talk to you about any advanced methods such as using tricks and using gods. To put it simply, your hands will tremble slightly with each move. It's like not holding the handle of the knife tightly, if someone else attacks with force, you won't be able to hold it at once. ”

On the side, Kitahara Yugang also nodded again and again when he listened to Suifeng's comment, and although Kitahara Ken didn't say a word, he stared at him with bright eyes.

Sui Feng thought for a moment, and said with a deep voice: "It may be a problem with this knife, your Fusang's knife imitates the standard of the Tang Dynasty saber, which is very different from the knife used by the martial artists." It's a lot heavier, he's still young at the moment, and it's normal that he can't hold it. Bring the knife. As he spoke, he took the broadsword from Ken Kitahara's hand.

This knife is more than three feet long, and the blade is also thick, so it is very important to hold in the hand. The wind muttered, "It's really longer." After speaking, he stretched out two fingers, clamped the blade of the knife, secretly forced, and gently clamped, and actually cut off the tip of the knife.

Only then did he hand the long knife back to Kitahara Ken, "If you try again now, will it be better." ”

Kitahara father and son were completely stunned at this moment, someone could actually break the steel knife with their bare hands? This is simply unimaginable, or is it just talking with the wind, and only then did a spirit react. Kitahara Ken turned out the knife, looked at the fracture, it was very neat, there was no break at all, and it was still very sharp, as if this knife was forged haode.

Kitahara Xionggang was stunned, looked at Suifeng and said, "I still have some housework to deal with, sir, but please take care of yourself." In the evening, someone will lead the gentleman to rest. ”

After saying this, he hurriedly turned around and left.

Murong Xi looked at his distant back, covered his mouth and snickered: "It must have been you who scared him away just now." ”

Sui Feng smiled solemnly and defended: "How can I scare him away, I just reminded him that he still has something to do." ”

Since he stepped into the congenital, he has mostly behaved casually. He didn't hide anything in his words, and he was all listened to by Ken Kitahara on the side. As soon as he grasped the knife and posed, he couldn't help but smile when he heard it, looked at the smiling face of Suifeng, and felt a little more kind in his heart, and asked crisply, "Can I call you Brother Suifeng?"

With the wind haha smiled, "You decide for yourself, after all, the mouth grows on you." After speaking, several people laughed again.

Since then, Sui Feng, Murong Xi and others have lived in this Beiyuan family. Daily life is very simple, except for instructing Kitahara to practice, it is to walk around and have a look, or meditate and practice.

After getting along, Suifeng and Kitahara Ken both felt that they were a little bit of a match. Ken Kitahara followed behind him all day long, one brother at a time. Sui Feng is not stingy, all he knows at the moment is that set of mysterious sword techniques, although there is only one set of sword skills, but it can be ever-changing. It is impossible for him to teach him the essence of the most primordial source, and even if it is passed on to him, he will not be able to urge this sword technique if he does not know the number and the changes of yin and yang. He passed on to him a set of Zhen-system sword techniques that had evolved from this sword technique.

Although there is only one series of sword tricks, it is not so easy to learn. Every day, with the wind, he carefully explained to him the easy number of changes in this thunder series, and Kitahara Ken's qualifications are not high, and it took him three months to have a preliminary mastery. ...,

Although there is only one Zhen system, after the evolution of the Heavenly Analytical Heavenly Arithmetic Secret Technique, if the practice is thorough, it is only a matter of time before he is proud of the country of Fusang. Now, every day when Kitahara Ken is practicing in the martial arts arena, he can already hear the sound of wind and thunder on the sword. Although it is still far from the same sword that led to the heaven and earth in disguise when he fought against the Great Sage of Heaven and Earth that night, it can be regarded as a very good beginning.

And the little six sisters sometimes often come to have a fight with Kitahara Ken, although they only fight with wooden swords, but after all, the little six sisters have been trained on the edge of life and death for a long time. The kung fu is not much different from the anonymous back then, and every time Kitahara Ken is full of confidence to compete with them, but he is beaten like a pig's head.

On this day, in the martial arts arena, Murong Xi happened to be at the critical moment of breaking the hole, and did not accompany him to the wind. Kitahara Ken suddenly stopped with the wind, looking mysterious.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" looked at him with the wind, very puzzled.

"Brother, look at this. Kitahara Ken looked around and saw that no one noticed this, so he carefully took out an ancient book from his arms and handed it to Suifeng.

As soon as the book was opened, it was a surprise to follow the wind. The book is not made of paper, but it feels like silk. I don't know how long it has been history, but it is already a little brittle to the touch, and many places are even more broken. On the cover, only the words "Heavenly God Palm" can still be seen clearly, "What is this, where did you get it?"

"This ...... I secretly took it out of the secret room. It was the first time that Ken Kitahara saw Suifeng so angry, lowered his head, and muttered.

"The ...... of the secret room" sighed with the wind, "Then what is this book, you want to give it to me?"

"It is said that this is a supreme miracle, but my father said that it was written in Chinese characters, and we didn't know it. But since my brother is from Datang, he must be able to recognize it, so I brought it. Kitahara's eyes flickered, and when he saw that Suifeng was not angry, he regained his vigor.

"Since it is your heirloom, how can I, an outsider, watch it? You still take advantage of your father's ...... not " He was halfway through his words, when he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps approaching outside the door behind him, and hurriedly took the ancient book in his arms, and shouted in a low voice: "Go and practice!"

When Kitahara Kenichi heard Suifeng say this, he couldn't have guessed that it was his father coming? This series of swordsmanship is based on slashing, and there are no stabbing moves, and replacing the sword with a knife adds a bit of domineering.

Kitahara Kenlang shouted, jumped up, and the long knife slashed straight down. When the sky was broken, the sound was rolling, and there was a faint sound of thunder.

"Bang!" the knife in his hand slashed at the masonry floor, and the blade trembled. The stone floor cracked, and a speck of dust and stone chips shook up. "Papapapa" There was a burst of applause behind the wind, and the wind turned his head, and it was Kitahara Yugang standing behind him.

"Looking at Ah Jian's knife momentum, he already has a little bit of a demeanor, Mr. Suifeng really lives up to his reputation, under such guidance, Ah Jian has made rapid progress. If there is something to be achieved in the future, Mr. should take the lead. Kitahara laughed loudly, with a look of relief on his face.

"The head of the family is overrated, mainly because of the son's own efforts and talents, and he is just pushing the boat with the wind. Sui Feng smiled and nodded.

Kitahara Ken turned his head and glanced at it hurriedly, and then turned his head a little nervously, presumably because he was afraid that Kitahara Yugang would see something. Then the dancer long knife went to practice, but Sui Feng acted as if nothing had happened, and he still talked and laughed with Yuyo Kitahara. ...,

After a while, Kitahara Jiangang saw that his son was practicing very seriously and had no time to deal with him, and there was nothing to say, so he followed the wind to say hello and turned around and left.

Seeing that Kitahara Xiong had just walked away, Kitahara Ken breathed a sigh of relief, walked in front of Sui Feng, and said, "I'm scared to death, if he knows that I stole this ancient book, he must kill me." ”

"What, is it so serious?" Sui Feng said indifferently, "Isn't it okay for you to return the book to him and admit your mistake?" anyway, I haven't read it, you are his son, what will he do with you?" As he spoke, he took out the ancient book he had just hidden from his arms and handed it over.

Kitahara Ken sighed, but did not answer, and said, "Although my father is hospitable, he is very rigid. Ming Ming Ancestor left a testament, saying that this book records the exercises that can make my Northern Plains family rise again. But it has been passed down from generation to generation, and no one has been able to understand it. It is only in recent years that I have learned that those are the words of the Central Plains, and it is clear that a messenger who has been to the Central Plains can solve the problem, but my father has always been afraid of leaking it out, and he has always cherished it. This time you came to give me some guidance on martial arts, and I told him that I could help you decipher the meaning. But my father, he has always adhered to his prejudices and refused to let go. That's why I made the decision to steal it out of here, brother, and I know you'll be out of here soon, and maybe I won't have a chance to unravel it again. You should help me once. ”

There was silence with the wind, and he didn't expect this Kitahara Yugang to be so conformist. But when you think about the various sects in the Central Plains, which one of them is not sticking to the view of the gate, and how many people can sincerely exchange their experiences? Thinking of this, I can't help but sigh.

"Brother Suifeng, you don't have to be embarrassed. If this matter is revealed, it will be my sole responsibility, and it will never affect you. You can rest assured, after careful consideration of this matter, it is by no means an impulse. I don't know if the martial arts recorded in it can help you, but you have taught me so much that I can't do anything. I just ask for something that will help you and show my gratitude. The more Ken Kitahara spoke, the more emotional he became, and Zuihou choked up a little.

Sui Feng watched him stand a little limp and reached out to help him up. Sighing, "Okay, I'll help you this time." But you must return it immediately after reading it, so as not to be discovered by your father. ”

Kitahara Ken smiled again at this time, and responded crisply: "Don't worry, I will definitely go back." ”

Only then did the wind open the ancient book in his hand. I was surprised to find that the ancient book was incomplete, and there was a half of it in front of it, which was torn by someone. I flipped through it again, and found that what was left behind was a set of palm moves, only some remnants of the practice diagram, and I didn't know what was recorded in the previous half of the book.

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