Archean Eon Art

The Meng family's ancestral house was very lively, and they were queuing up to receive the medicinal pills and treasures.

"many."

"Send so many pills?"

The clansmen who received the medicine pills were all surprised. A woman held her seven-year-old daughter's hand and received her daughter's training resources for the month. Blood pills. Now there are thirty taels of silver and ten qi and blood pills? Can you take one qi and blood pill in three days?"

Her daughter is only seven years old, and she doesn't care about cultivation. She belongs to the most basic resource supply among the younger generation of the family. It has skyrocketed so much now.

"Everyone, the patriarch personally said that from this month onwards, people under the age of 20 will receive 10 times the amount of silver pills every month." The people who distributed the materials also explained that a pass of ten, ten Chuanbai, the entire Meng family ancestral house many clansmen are boiling.

Clan juniors are also divided into five levels according to the progress of cultivation.

Like Meng Wenying and Meng Chuan, they belong to the top level and have been cultivated with emphasis.

There's a second level, a third level...

And now the most common juniors are 30 taels of silver and ten qi and blood pills a month.

"Patriarch, there are more than 2,000 people in the family under the age of 20 and over 6 years old. Can the family support it with such a distribution?" An old servant asked worriedly. The patriarch Meng Yanping stood in the distance and watched the clansmen who were receiving the resources boiling. Indifferently said: "Don't worry, the family has accumulated for many years, and it can still be carried for ten years."

The old servant was a little worried.

The income of the gods and demons is astonishing, and the expenditures are equally large. Today, the family is really trying to cultivate this generation, at all costs for ten years! I hope to smash a seedling that is expected to be a 'god and devil'.

...

Mirror Lake Meng House.

Meng Dajiang led more than ten people back to the mansion.

"Master." The servants and maids were very respectful.

"Where's the young master?" Meng Dajiang asked.

"Young master is practicing martial arts." The servants said respectfully.

Meng Dajiang frowned, looked up at the sky, and now the sun is slanting west, it is Shen Shi: "Are you still practicing knives at this time?"

He led the crowd towards the training ground, and then vaguely heard the whistling sound of the sword light. He waved his hand and whispered, "You wait here." Looking inside, I could see a young man with a blurry figure, completely hidden in the light of the sword, practising the leaf-leaf sword technique.

"Qian Fang." Meng Dajiang beckoned to a middle-aged man not far away. Qian Fang, an old servant who served Meng Chuan, came over quickly.

"I ask you." Meng Dajiang lowered his voice, "How long has Chuan'er been practicing swordsmanship today?"

"Master, Master, he started practicing the knife early in the morning, and he never stopped except after eating and resting!" Qian Fang even said.

"Practice for so long?" Meng Dajiang frowned.

"Even after taking a medicinal bath at night, the young master will practice knives for an hour in his own courtyard." Qian Fang couldn't help but said, "In the past few days, the young master has not only eaten and slept, painted, medicated bath, and practiced marrow... ...I'm practicing the sword, and I need to practice it for six or seven hours a day."

"The last few days?" Meng Dajiang murmured.

The last few days?

What would stimulate his son to practice swordsmanship so madly?

Break up the engagement?

"It's just the last few days!" Qian Fang said, "Before, the young master was very interested, and he asked me to buy some biographies of gods and demons, and I didn't practice so crazy. I don't know what's going on these few days, and it's useless for me to persuade me. ."

...

After a while, practice martial arts.

Meng Chuan was immersed in "Leaving Knife".

"Chuan'er." Meng Dajiang's voice sounded.

"Father." Meng Chuan stopped and saw Meng Dajiang led more than ten people in.

Meng Dajiang said with a smile: "Chuan'er, the clan has decided to cultivate you more attentively. So from today onwards, the eight practitioners from the Marrow Washing Realm and the three from the Reborn Realm will be your sparring partners.

"

"Didn't I have a guard to accompany me?" Meng Chuan was a little surprised.

He originally had eight Marrow Washing Realm guards and two Reborn Realm guards, who occasionally accompany him to practice swords.

"Those of you are guards, and these are the special training partners. For example, these eight practitioners are good at bows and arrows, some are good at hidden weapons... They will help you even more in your cultivation." Meng Dajiang said, "Not to mention your few. Guards, as guards, you can't let them accompany you to practice often."

Meng Chuan nodded.

The guards are also paid for their wages. They can do as many things as they want, and they only need to spar with them occasionally. There will be complaints when sparring with them for a long time.

"There is no need to say that these three reborn realms will help you, this one..." Meng Dajiang pointed to a thin man with a mustache, "This is Brother Wang Chang of the 'Void Shadow Sword', a senior of the Wuleu realm."

"Senior Wang." Meng Chuan saluted respectfully, and the no-leak realm powerhouses are also very important in Dongning City. Wang Chang is the deputy head of a security bureau in the city.

"Young Master Meng, don't be polite." Wang Chang smiled.

"From today onwards, there will be six no-leak realm powerhouses coming to accompany you to practice with you every month, each of whom will come to accompany you to practice for five days, one hour a day." Meng Dajiang solemnly said, "Please come to six no-leakage realm experts. Sparring, the family can pay a big price, you need to treat it carefully."

"Yes." Meng Chuan was also a little shocked.

The powerhouses of the No Leakage Realm are all big figures in Dongning House. Time is precious, and it is impossible to follow Meng Chuan every day for a month. After all, they have many affairs of their own, and it is not bad to be willing to take one hour a day for five consecutive days. The family just invited six experts in the no-leakage realm... to ensure that Meng Chuan has no-leakage realm sparring every day.

"Chuan'er, a man's ambition is in the world, why should he be without a wife? You must cultivate well and don't let down the family's expectations." After Meng Dajiang finished speaking, he walked out.

Meng Chuan was stunned, why did he have no wife?

What does your father mean by this?

"Father, what's wrong with being wives?" Meng Chuan shouted repeatedly.

"I just want you to stop thinking about it." Meng Dajiang said, and he had already left the martial arts field.

"What am I thinking?" Meng Chuan muttered, and then looked at the surrounding sparring partners, his eyes burning hot.

Swordsmanship is for fighting.

With sparring, the effect will be much better when you practice. Although there was sparring in the past, where is it comparable to today? From the Marrow Washing Realm, Rebirth Realm to the no-leak realm, there are sparring options!

...

So, from this day onwards, Meng Chuan has been practicing swordsmanship since the dawn of the day, and he has sparring in the morning.

In the afternoon and evening, he practiced alone, and he also needed to reflect on the actual combat in the morning.

...

With the change of Meng Chuan's mentality, "Leaving Saber", completely immersed in it, can feel the charm of each style of "Leaving Saber", and feel that the eighty-one styles have a unique beauty, and soon Found out how to practice the secret skill 'Mitsuba'.

Because he practiced the eighty-one styles together, he gradually discovered that the beauty of the eighty-one styles... can be linked together.

For example, the first style is the sword-drawing style, which is extremely sharp. Then turn to the second style 'Rotating Moon Style', the tricks are weird and erratic, and then turn the third style "Cloud Opening Style", from weird and erratic directly to abrupt ultimate move, and then turn to the fourth style...

One trick after another.

As if the boulders were rolling down the mountain, the more they rolled, the faster they rolled!

The tricks are also one trick after another, such as the surging waves, the more surging and unstoppable!

"Eighty-one styles, if I really get together and my power reaches its peak, I can 'naturally' show my secret skills as stated in the secret book!" Because he understood this, Meng Chuan practiced so madly Knife.

If the 'beauty' of the eighty-one style is integrated into one, then the trajectory of the 'wind' can be broken by the knife, and the trajectory of a move can be seamlessly connected;

The speed of the sword technique changes, forming a rhythm and rhythm, which will also be like a natural song of heaven and earth;

The beauty of every move of the knife technique will form a painting when connected together.

Because of the vague contact with this level, Meng Chuan was even more eager.

day after day……

The beauty of Meng Chuan's swordsmanship is more and more perfect, and there are fewer and fewer "defects".

The rhythm and rhythm of swordsmanship, the rhythm breaks are less and less.

The trajectory of the knife is also more and more perfect.

Progress can be felt, and Meng Chuan feels that he is approaching that realm step by step.

The trees, flowers and plants on the edge of the martial arts field also began to gradually turn green, getting closer and closer to March. Meng Chuan was practicing as always, and he was gradually approaching that realm, getting closer and closer.

"call."

Meng Chuan practiced again, and this time suddenly, the beauty he had been pursuing for a long time was integrated into his flesh and blood, into his heart. When he used the sword technique, he naturally reached a state of unity of 'physical and mental skills', and he felt very clearly that the knife in his hand cut through the wind's obstruction! The body and the knife are one, and as the knife moves forward, the speed is terrifying.

I saw Meng Chuan just using the sword technique, and in an instant, another Meng Chuan appeared more than ten feet away. Two Mengchuan exist at the same time.

There is a faint trace of curved knife light in the air.

The previous figure of 'Meng Chuan' then dissipated.

"I, I understand?" Meng Chuan stood blankly on the spot.