Xu Ziqing stepped up and smiled gently: "Brother Yun, I'm here."
Yun Yan nodded slightly: "Practice the sword."
Brother's approach is really straightforward. Xu Ziqing thought, and nodded quickly: "Yes, Brother Yun."
The two walked to the center of the dojo, Xu Ziqing's arm moved slightly, and a steel-wood sword appeared in his palm.
Yun Li also moved his wrist slightly, and also held a long sword.
Xu Ziqing saw that this long sword couldn't be more ordinary. There was no light on it, not to mention it was a spiritual weapon, not even a magic weapon. Brother Yun uses it to practice swords
Knowing his doubts, Yun Xun said, "When he swings the sword, he doesn't move his true essence, so he can temper his body."
Xu Ziqing nodded. Although he didn't quite understand, he knew that Brother Yun would not be harmful to him, so he was willing to do what he said. He raised the steel-wood sword and was about to start practicing the sword.
However, a coercion came from his steel-wood sword, which prevented him from lifting it.
Turning his head to see, it really was Yun Yu who raised a finger, Xu Xu suppressed his steel-wood sword.
Xu Ziqing was slightly startled, a little puzzled.
But seeing a sword in Yun Yu's other hand, he threw it over: "You can practice with this sword."
Xu Ziqing received the steel and wood sword, and then reached out to catch the long sword. He felt quite a bit heavy because he hadn't touched his true essence, and he couldn't help being surprised.
Yun Li said: "It is made of thousand-year-old cold iron and weighs three hundred catties."
Xu Ziqing looked at the sword in his hand, and then at the sword in Yunxun's hand. It was obvious that the sword in his hand was a bit thinner and thinner than Yunxun's handle, so he pursed his lips and asked: "Yun Yun How heavy is the sword of the brother?"
Yun Li said: "Nine hundred catties."
It was three times as much as this sword! Xu Ziqing lowered his head and squeezed the long sword, but said nothing. Since Senior Brother Yun gave him this long sword, presumably he can only use this one.
However, thinking of the gap between him and his senior brother, he inevitably felt unwilling. However, he also knew that even if he didn't realize what he was holding the sword at this time, once he wielded 30,000 swords, it would be difficult to bear. I'm afraid he can only change the sword when he can use this sword like an arm!
Thinking of this, Xu Ziqing settled down, stood still as before, raised her arms and waved—
With this wave, the more I feel different.
When swinging the sword in the Tenglong Peak Cave, he held a steel-wood sword, and it was very brisk to chop. The steel-wood sword was like a part of his flesh and blood.
But now when he uses this cold iron sword, it is very unsmooth. It seems that the sword has nothing to do with the arm. It is very rusty. When it is chopped down, it is like returning all the skills that he has trained before to the brother, the sword. The situation is no longer correct.
Xu Ziqing took a deep breath and squeezed the hilt of the sword tightly.
Let's start over again.
Senior Brother Yun once said that, unlike the many swordsmanship skills in the ordinary world, the swordsmanship he learned is only the four most basic tricks of slashing, stabbing, slashing, and wiping. You need to be able to lead the sword and work hard to get started.
If this were the only situation, it would be possible to practice well in just a few years if he swung the sword 30,000 times a day. He had practiced basic sword skills for a year before, and it was indeed very hard, but he also thought he was still eye-catching.
But now, looking at Senior Brother Yun, he is naturally much stronger than Xu Ziqing, but he still wields the sword every day and never slackens. After that move was cut, he finally understood that training with one sword was nothing.
The weight of the sword of the world is different, and the strength to be used is different, and the newly held sword is more different from the feeling he is given by the sword he is familiar with. With so many differences, how can he dare to say that he has really familiarized himself with that trick
Xu Ziqing recalled again that Shizun once said that Brother Daoyun had sharpened his sword for ten years.
During those ten years, Brother Yun must have been doing the same, constantly practicing the most basic sword skills, and constantly using the ordinary long sword, without using true essence or spiritual power, and practicing hard day by day. .
He has no idea how many long swords he has seen, how many sword moves he has practiced, and how many times he has studied various sword tactics... At last, he probably has already grasped the context of the sword and understood the will contained in the sword. , I already knew what kind of swordsmanship I wanted to practice earlier.
Therefore, he later insisted on practicing the "Sword Art of Ruthless Killing", so it took decades for Senior Brother Yun to comprehend the sword intent so quickly.
Xu Ziqing slowly exhaled. Compared with Senior Brother Yun, he has only practiced swords for a year, and he can't even be called sharpening. How could he be so complacent and self-righteous!
After calming down, he posed again, raised his arm, and waved down neatly—
Since Senior Brother Yun is willing to urge and teach him, he must not let him down!
From the daylight is not bright, to the morning light is faint.
At the top of the newly raised Xiaolu Peak, the tall plain-clothed man stood side by side with the blue-shirted boy who was half his head short, stretching out a long reflection under the slowly rising sun.
In exactly the same posture, they also held long swords without aura. The two monks who had clearly entered the path of immortality were like the most ordinary mortals, constantly wielding the most ordinary sword moves.
So firm... unshakable.
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Xu Ziqing walked out of the cave and was about to walk down the mountain.
Behind him, a lot of grass has grown on both sides of the hole, and there are a few slender trees swaying, which looks rather leisurely and beautiful.
Xu Ziqing has been very busy these few days.
He entered concentration practice at night, practiced swords with the clouds in the morning, and took care of the barren mountain in the rest of the day to make it look like an immortal family.
He had just finished swinging his sword for 30,000, and he was quite exhausted. After adjusting his breath in the cave for a while, he immediately came out to do something.
Descending from Xu Ziqing Cave, there is already a layer of greenery covering both sides of the mountain road, covering the bare rock, which makes people feel very quiet and undisturbed.
However, further down, it is barren again, and it is more ugly compared to the upper one.
Xu Ziqing was not in a hurry. He stood at the place where the greenery meets the barren land, joined his hands to transport the Zhenyuan in the dantian, and opened his mouth to exhale a fist-sized blue energy.
This is the true essence that is compressed to the extreme with a bite full of what he feels about the way of wood. You only need to break it up and fall on the ground. No matter how difficult it is to cultivate, it can also give it vitality and become extremely suitable for vegetation growth. .
When it was, the true essence turned into a little green light, and it penetrated into the land on both sides very quickly. All of a sudden, the dry mountain land seemed to be suddenly rejuvenated, it looked a little moist, and it also gave people a very strange feeling-as if a dead thing had become a living thing.
Xu Ziqing's face turned pale, his move consumed most of his true essence, and he couldn't come back again in a short time. He had to use the remaining power to stimulate the vegetation.
These skills are still contained in the "All Things Huasheng Jue" that he derived from the "Ten Thousand Wood Seed Heart Dafa" after he built the foundation.
The monks of the genus Vulgaris can also give birth to plants and trees, but the plants and trees they give birth to are not full of vitality. Although they are the same in appearance, they are invisible, and the contents inside are far less than natural things, which can only be regarded as half dead. No matter how many young people go and place it in a place where the spiritual energy is abundant, it will not be able to produce spiritual wisdom like natural things, let alone enlighten it and make it practice.
But the plants and trees spawned by "All Things Huasheng Jue" are different.
This method can also be regarded as a method against the sky. The things it generates are chaotic, but they can be transformed into spiritual wisdom due to the heavens and the earth. It is also the same as the natural vegetation and is regarded as one of the 10,000 spirits under the heavenly path.
I thought that when Xu Ziqing integrated the seeds into the Dantian, he could use the wood qi in his body to easily stimulate the growth, and ordinary plants and trees did not consume much energy. But now it takes a lot of effort to use the ability of "All Things Transformation" and let the seeds grow in the mountains.
Now that the mountains are ready, what is lacking is the seeds.
Xu Ziqing is also embarrassed. He used to pick a lot of spiritual grass in the forest secret, and also harvested some from the wood into the dantian. However, in order not to extinct the spirit grass in the secret realm, he did not dig it out by the roots, so naturally it could not be transplanted. And the seeds harvested from the wood are indispensable, but those from the wood are all useful. If he is so big on both sides of the mountain road, it is also very undesirable for people to see his details at a glance. .
If it is said that the spiritual grass seeds he has collected... the ordinary ones he can exchange in the market at any time, they will not be kept, and those that are hard to meet are very precious. Before that, it was inconvenient to give birth.
Therefore, when he first wanted to decorate this little Slaughter Peak, he was really unable to start.
Thinking of this, Xu Ziqing smiled again.
Fortunately, there was someone who could use it, and that helped him a lot.
At this moment, a gray-white spirit bird flew up suddenly from the horizon, together with another eagle with black feathers and golden feathers. Both you chased me, and you came to the mountain.
The eagle was a step ahead and landed on a giant tree horizontal branch, and the eagle howled loudly.
The gray-white spirit bird landed gracefully, and instantly turned into a boy, tall and tall, already looking like a young boy. He was born very handsome, only a pair of eyes that were almost colorless, showing that he was a demon cultivator.
After Yan Shuang stood firmly, he walked forward calmly, holding a storage bag in both hands, and bowing respectfully and holding it over his head, offering him: "I have given Xu Xianchang, the seeds have already been taken."
Xu Ziqing took it with a smile, and said, "Thank you very much."
It turned out that when Xu Ziqing was thinking about whether to go to the Treasure Pavilion, it was the little boy who was incarnation of the Frost Rock Bird who realized his worries and took the initiative to serve. He did not know where to get these many seeds, and gave them all in different categories. Come.
Xu Ziqing also asked about it, and realized that these seeds were all obtained by him from the other peaks and other birds that he had been acquainted with. There was indeed a way out, which made him relieved. After that, when the seeds were exhausted, Yan Shuang would offer them, and Xu Ziqing was very admired for his ability to do things.
At this time, he got the seeds, and Xu Ziqing did as usual.
He reached out and grabbed a handful from the storage bag and threw it into the air—
The seeds instantly split on both sides, falling sparsely on the already vigorous mountains on both sides.
Xu Ziqing's body was glowing with blue light, although it was extremely light, but it instantly covered all the seeds where they were. In the next moment, countless new buds burst out of the soil, quickly ascending, and forming dense forests.
He breathed a sigh of relief and lifted his sleeves to wipe off the sweat.
Suddenly, a man in white appeared before his eyes.
Xu Ziqing was startled slightly: "Senior Brother Yun?"
In the past, seniors should be tempering their sword intent at this time, why did they have time to come here today