Comprehension Is Against The Heavens: Creating The Burning Sun Nine Yang Kung At The Beginning

A blink of an eye.

Three days passed.

In these three days, Song Qingshu didn't drink a drop of water or eat a grain of rice.

Meditate on your own and understand the way of the sword.

The sword intent on his body became more and more powerful, and even sword marks several feet deep were formed on the ground beneath him.

Criss-crossed and densely packed.

Because they were not close, many Wudang disciples looked at him from a distance from time to time.

Looking here curiously, there was a lot of discussion.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang and others alternately stayed not far from Song Qingshu for twelve hours without interruption.

Song Yuanqiao loved his son very much, but he stayed with Song Qingshu for three days and three nights.

He even ate on the martial arts field, and perfect even slept in his clothes.

After a few days, the whole person looked a little haggard.

He looked at Song Qingshu, who showed no signs of waking up, with a somewhat sad expression.

"Qingshu has been meditating for three days and hasn't eaten anything. How can this be okay?"

"Even if you are studying martial arts, you don't have to spend so much time sleeping and forgetting to eat, right?"

"What should I do if my body is broken?"

Yu Lianzhou next to him comforted him.

"Senior brother, don't worry, Qing Shu is so amazing and talented, he is not a fool."

"I believe he has his own judgment and we don't need to worry too much."

"You, on the other hand, have been here for three days and three nights. You should go back and have a good rest."

"Otherwise, it wouldn't be good if your body collapsed first before Qingshu woke up."

Song Yuanqiao stubbornly shook his head.

"Although I haven't slept very well these past few days, I am still a master-level warrior. It won't be a problem to stay up for a few days."

"If Qingshu doesn't wake up tomorrow, then I will forcefully wake him up, otherwise he will starve to death?"

at this time.

Song Qingshu's sword power suddenly strengthened.

Invisible sword energy burst out.

Click!

A big tree next to him that needed four or five people to hug broke in response.

The cross section was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been cut off by some magical weapon!

boom! boom! boom!

The ground around Song Qingshu was stirred up with countless gravel flying.

"What a strong sword energy!"

The expressions of Song Yuanqiao and others changed, and they stepped back a few feet and looked at Song Qingshu intently.

now.

Song Qingshu, who was immersed in practice, felt thoughts bursting out of his head.

The vague thoughts of the past few days became clear one by one.

The sun and the moon alternate between light and dark.

The little man holding the sword in his mind was divided into two, one bright and one dark, like twins of light and shadow, flickering.

[You watch Wudang Sect disciples perform Wudang swordsmanship, you have an epiphany and create true martial arts swordsmanship]

[Zhenwu Sword Technique: Everything in the world has its opposite. Where there is light, there is shadow; when light and shadow are scattered, it is unpredictable; when light and shadow converge, the power is doubled! 】

[You can drive the shadow to fight the enemy, and you can exchange positions with the shadow at will. The sword has no permanent shape, all in one thought! 】

Uh-huh!

Song Qingshu suddenly opened his eyes, and the chi-long sword energy burst out, directly penetrating the ground in front of him.

After a while, the two sword energies disappeared and everything returned to calm.

Song Yuanqiao looked happy.

"Qingshu, you finally woke up!"

At this time, the rest of the Wudang Seven Heroes also received the news and rushed over, and dispersed a group of Wudang disciples who were watching the fun.

Zhang Songxi smiled.

"Qingshu, what did you realize this time?"

Song Qingshu smiled sarcastically.

"This time, the disciples in the audience gained some enlightenment while practicing swordsmanship, and created a swordsmanship called Zhenwu Swordsmanship!"

Zhenwu swordsmanship?

Song Yuanqiao and others all took a deep breath.

The main hall of the Wudang Sect is called Zhenwu Hall, and it is dedicated to Emperor Zhenwu.

And Song Qingshu named the sword technique after the word "Zhenwu", which is indeed a bit exaggerated.

Yin Liting looked indifferent.

"With Qingshu's talent, the sword that he has learned is not an ordinary thing, so it doesn't matter if it is named after the word Zhenwu."

"Qingshu, show me your sword skills."

Song Qingshu pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"My swordsmanship is somewhat special, and I need to fight him to really show it."

Yin Liting laughed and stepped forward directly.

As we all know, among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, Yin Liting has the best swordsmanship and is also the most obsessed with swordsmanship.

"In that case, let's spar and let my uncle learn your swordsmanship!"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Shenggu lost his temper.

"Sixth Senior Brother, you are Qingshu's elder, a dignified warrior in the late Xiantian realm."

"Ordinary early-stage Xiantian realm warriors can't even take a sword from a late-stage warrior."

"Qing Shu has just broken through to the Xiantian Realm. Wouldn't it be bullying if you take action? The sword has no eyes. What if Qing Shu is hurt?"

"In my opinion, it's better to find Yun Feiyang or Fu Yushu to compete with Qingshu."

Song Yuanqiao also nodded.

"Yes, Qingshu is in the same realm as the two of them, so it would be most suitable for them to compete with each other."

Yin Liting also felt that he had made a mistake at this moment.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu suddenly spoke up.

"No need, just Uncle Sixth Master."

"Qingshu also wants to test his own limits!"

He knew clearly that Fu Yushu had a problem, so how could he let him find out his strength?

Song Yuanqiao opened his mouth, trying to persuade him.

Song Qingshu waved his hand.

"Dad, don't worry. Uncle Sixth Master has superb swordsmanship and will not accidentally hurt me."

Seeing that Song Qingshu had already made up his mind, the others couldn't persuade him anymore.

He just kept telling Yin Liting.

The meaning is also very simple.

Song Qingshu is now the treasure of the Wudang Sect. He is extremely talented and is the hope for the rise of the Wudang Sect.

Be sure not to hurt Song Qingshu during the sparring process.

Yin Liting naturally agreed.

"Don't worry, you still don't know my strength?"

"Let's do this, I only use five successes, and I will never hurt Qingshu!"

Soon, Song Yuanqiao and others retreated to a distance, leaving the huge martial arts field to Song Qingshu.

The two stood facing each other holding swords.

Yin Liting was smiling, holding the scabbard in his left hand and holding his right hand behind his back, looking like a lonely master.

"Qingshu, feel free to take action."

"If you can force Uncle Master to use my sword, you will win!"

Song Qingshu didn't speak, but thought.

The scorching sun and nine yang true energy burst out in the body.

A dark sword-wielding shadow as tall as him suddenly appeared, and even the sword in his hand was completely composed of shadow.

Song Qingshu spoke calmly.

"Uncle Sixth Master, be careful!"

"The first form of Zhenwu swordsmanship, drive away shadows!"

The words just fell.

A swish sound.

The black shadow holding the sword disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of Yin Liting as if teleporting.

The long sword in his hand thrust out like an antelope hanging its horns!

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