Another hour passed, and the cold air on Ding Hao's body gradually dissipated. He slowly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and exhaled a breath, and saw a layer of faint golden light full of metallic texture flashing on the surface of the muscles.
"The third golden body is finally complete!"
Ding Hao nodded with satisfaction.
The "Dragon King Leaving Water Sword", "The Smoke and Waves Confusion Technique" and the "Nine Transformations of Ice and Fire Golden Body" that he practiced are all extremely powerful techniques for ordinary disciples. If he practices them every day, he will never make progress. According to custom, the strength is rapidly improving step by step.
Ding Hao's plan is to practice all three techniques to perfection, and then go to the sect's arsenal to select more powerful Xuan Gong combat techniques.
The foundation of martial arts must be laid step by step. Any martial artist starts by learning basic moves, basic mental techniques, and basic combat skills, and then advances step by step until he breaks through his innate ability, and then he is qualified to practice more advanced martial arts. By going step by step in this way, you will continue to deepen your understanding of martial arts principles and moves, and form your own fighting style.
It is impossible to practice invincible magic from the very beginning.
This is probably one of the reasons why the Sword Ancestor and the Sword Ancestor never discussed those profound martial arts techniques in front of Ding Hao.
There were still about three or four hours before dawn. Ding Hao sat cross-legged under the withered yellow umbrella in the courtyard, running "Tai Xuan Asking the Sword Chapter" for a while to regulate his breath, warm up his body and spirit, and soon became energetic again. Feeling full.
Then, he began to figure out the "sword intent".
In addition to letting the Sword Ancestor re-transmit the memory of the mysterious peerless strongman wielding the sword, Ding Hao drew and swung the sword over and over again, grasping the charm that could only be understood but not expressed.
He has always firmly believed that any level of martial arts is achieved through two methods: understanding and practice. That kind of sudden enlightenment will never happen to him. Only by practicing with blood, sweat, and hard work can he master it. That kind of mysterious and mysterious state and charm.
In the blink of an eye, another three hours passed.
Ding Hao fetched a large bucket of cold water from the well in the courtyard, poured it down from head to toe, and took a comfortable cold shower. He returned to the room and put on clean clothes. Counting the time, he should have gone to the slums to provide food to those children. Guys are in class.
"Meow… "
The energetic sound of the cute little cat came from the bedroom.
"Hey, this little guy hasn't eaten for a whole day, why is he so energetic all of a sudden?" Ding Hao was surprised. He walked into the back room and saw the little cute cat lying comfortably on the bed, stretching out its pink and tender legs. The little tongue licked its own pink paws, looking satisfied with a full meal. Looking next to it, a black box was opened and the lid was put aside...
What the hell.
Ding Hao had a bad feeling in his heart at that time.
Looking carefully, he saw that the black box was the container he used to hold the four remaining black crystal stones. It was actually opened by this cute cat? When he looked carefully, Ding Hao felt like crying. There were only three black crystals left inside, one missing.
"This little thing actually eats black crystal stones?"
Ding Hao felt incredible. He grabbed the cute little thing squatting on the bed sheets and observed carefully. Sure enough, he saw some silvery powder on the little guy's mouth and on the fur of his paws, which was the remains of the black crystal stone.
"Did you really eat me? Little thing, your little baby teeth actually bitten such a hard black crystal stone?" Ding Hao was severely shocked and thought to himself, what kind of monster are you? You don't even eat your milk, but you feed on black crystal stones. This is too wasteful. How can I afford to support you
"Meow! Meow!" The little cute cat seemed to realize that he had made a mistake. He climbed up Ding Hao's arm and shoulder, squatted there and acted cute, cried out coquettishly, and licked Ding Hao with his pink tongue from time to time. cheek.
"Sword Ancestor, Sword Ancestor, do you two know the origin of this little guy?" Ding Hao felt a little confused.
"This little guy..." Sword Ancestor marveled, and said vaguely: "The origin is very mysterious, you can raise it first, it's very interesting."
"What a cute little guy. I want to hold it in my arms and touch it, but it's a pity that I don't have a body yet." Daozu was completely conquered by the cute appearance of the little cute cat. He was so maternal that he ignored it at all. What is Ding Hao asking
Of course, it doesn't rule out that she deliberately pretended to be crazy.
With such a statement, Ding Hao immediately understood that he would not get any useful information from these two old monsters, so he could only give up in frustration, put on his clothes, put the clingy little cute cat on his shoulders, and pushed out of the room. Door, in the hazy morning light, speeding towards the slums.
"Meow!" the little cute cat shouted excitedly.
…
When we reached the ghetto, we had just the right time.
Ding Hao was startled.
Compared with yesterday, the small fenced courtyard has changed. The thatched house has been replaced by three brand-new wooden houses. The area of the courtyard has been expanded three or four times. They are all arranged extremely flat and surrounded by earthen walls. It is simply brand new overnight. He changed his appearance.
The courtyard was crowded with people.
There were only about twenty teenagers yesterday, but today there were sixty or seventy, and they were densely packed with parents of children, all waiting eagerly.
"Here it comes!" Someone who saw Ding Hao with sharp eyes shouted loudly, and the entire small courtyard was boiling.
People rushed out to greet Ding Hao with excited smiles.
"Brother Ding Hao, are you really here?" Seeing Ding Hao's voice, the little girl Huanhuan said in surprise.
Ding Hao smiled and nodded.
"Hahahaha, Ding Hao, I found that your name is really useful here. As soon as these people heard that you were going to teach the children in person, all the children under the age of fourteen were sent over.** *, when I first recruited students, I don’t know how hard I worked to trick them into... Bah, bah, bah, I recruited twenty people."
The wretched uncle "Teacher Tianshu" laughed excitedly.
"Master Ding, my Ni'er is only eight years old this year. Can she still practice martial arts? Do you remember that I am Wang Laosi? We knew each other before." An honest and thin man with silver hair on his temples said with a smile on his face The childish daughter walked out of the crowd with a flattering and expectant smile on her face. She approached Ding Hao cautiously, for fear that Ding Hao would not teach her children.
"Uncle Wang, you are really embarrassing me. You should call me Brother Ding." Ding Hao affectionately touched the head of the little girl named Ni'er and said, "Nier is only eight years old this year. Of course, You can practice martial arts, don’t worry.”
"Meow, meow!" the cute cat said on Ding Hao's shoulder.
"Hey, that's good, that's good, Master Ding... Uh, no, Brother Ding, I, Wang Laosi, have no future. Poor Ni'er has been without a mother since she was a child. She has suffered all kinds of grievances. If she can practice martial arts and join the Wenjian Sect, then But that's great..." Wang Laosi was so happy that he was incoherent.
It is true that Ding Hao walked out of the slums.
But now, Ding Hao has become one of the few geniuses among the registered disciples of Wenjian Sect. It is said that he is highly regarded by the sect. He is like a carp turning into a dragon, leaping into the sky, his status and status are no longer the same, and he has become a superior person in this world. , many people in the slums were worried before that Ding Hao had changed and would reject dirty and lowly people like themselves. Now it seems that everyone is worried too much.