Cultivation: Start with Inviting Gods

The old man was so happy that he was so happy.

Jiang Nanhe was holding the small wooden sword in a daze. He didn't know what kind of emotion to use to express his joy and excitement, but he just felt his heart swell and his eyes were a little hot.

His small body stood on the open space on the top of the mountain. Not far away, the general and the lamb were watching him quietly.

Jiang Nanhe thought about the scene when he cultivated his internal force, and thought that he would be excited, happy, and shout with joy.

But now, after he really cultivated it, his heart seemed to be left with only calmness and self-righteousness.

He looked at the general and the lamb who were watching him quietly in the distance, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Then, he took his small wooden sword and rushed towards the general.

The general floating in the air looked at Jiang Nanhe rushing towards him, his eyebrows behind the mask twitched, and his eyes revealed a little playfulness.

A small wooden stick appeared in his hand at some point, and he held it in his hand, quietly waiting for Jiang Nanhe to come over.

Jiang Nanhe took the small wooden sword and jumped lightly. His body became so light at some point, and with just a light jump, he came to the air more than three meters high.

Even Jiang Nanhe himself was a little unbelievable. After possessing the internal force, he would perform the corresponding skills and footwork of "Eight Clouds" and undergo such a transformation, but he quickly regained his composure, turned his body, and chopped at the general with the small wooden sword.

He used a lot of strength, and it can even be said that he gathered all his strength on the small wooden sword.

The general looked at Jiang Nanhe who was chopping at him, and the small wooden stick in his hand lightly lifted up, and the wooden stick and the wooden sword collided, and then the general used a clever force to remove the power from Jiang Nanhe's small wooden sword.

The wooden stick shook again, and Jiang Nanhe's body stabbed uncontrollably not far away.

However, Jiang Nanhe was not panicked. He couldn't find a point of support in the air, but he turned around and swung his sword again in the direction of the general.

This time, the general still chose to use his clever strength to guide the force of Jiang Nanhe's swing.

Jiang Nanhe smashed his small wooden stick straight to the ground. He controlled his body in the air, and the small wooden sword stabbed the ground, and the entire sword body sank into the land on the top of the mountain.

Jiang Nanhe fell to the ground, his hands and feet were a little painful, but he still smiled happily.

He pulled out the small wooden sword with the entire sword body completely stabbed into the ground. He didn't expect that after cultivating internal strength, his physical fitness would change so much compared to his original self.

But unfortunately, the internal strength he just cultivated was consumed by him, but the emergence of internal strength also meant that he had completely entered the ranks of third-rate masters.

According to the general, Jiang Nanhe can beat ten ordinary people with his internal strength, and it is easy and effortless.

Jiang Nanhe also believed the general's words. After all, he just guided the internal strength in his body and attached it to the small wooden sword. He could rely on his own fall in the air and the clever force removed by the general using the small wooden stick to insert the entire small wooden sword into the rock on the top of Qinshan Mountain.

This is incredible, but when he thinks of the hard training in the past few months, Jiang Nanhe feels that this is what he deserves.

The general floated behind Jiang Nanhe, holding Jiang Nanhe's body with both hands and lifting him high. Jiang Nanhe was lifted up by the general and laughed subconsciously. The general actually tickled his armpits, which was simply unforgivable.

Jiang Nanhe's little body twisted and turned when he was lifted up in the air by the general, but he could not escape the general's confinement. The general looked at Jiang Nanhe's small body, and his heart was full of emotion and pride.

He saw all the hardships Jiang Nanhe had endured in the past few months, and in fact, he felt a little distressed.

But except for the day when he couldn't hold on any longer and cried, Jiang Nanhe had been gritting his teeth and persisting. Now his efforts have paid off, and he has successfully cultivated his internal strength, which is undoubtedly something that makes the general particularly proud.

You know, an ordinary person practicing martial arts may not be able to achieve anything after practicing for more than ten years, but Jiang Nanhe has only practiced for a few months and has already entered the ranks of a small master. How can this not make the general proud?

In fact, martial arts are also divided into levels, but not so detailed. They are nothing more than third-rate masters, second-rate masters, first-rate masters, and innate warriors.

When the general was alive, he was an innate warrior. In this turbulent country, in the rivers and lakes of swords and swords, there are not many masters with names.

A third-rate master is already very good, especially Jiang Nanhe

Even at such a small level, he had met the general's expectations. The general originally thought that Jiang Nanhe would need to practice for a year or two to cultivate his internal strength, but he did not expect that he would be able to cultivate it in a few months.

Although there was the help of the precious medicine, it was also the reason why Jiang Nanhe was indomitable and kept working hard.

The lamb looked at Jiang Nanhe, who was lifted up by the general, below him, and jumped back and forth a few times. The general understood and put Jiang Nanhe on the lamb's back.

Jiang Nanhe, who fell from the air on the lamb's back, had not reacted yet, and the lamb took Jiang Nanhe and ran around on the top of the mountain.

Jiang Nanhe grabbed the lamb's horns, and his head hurt a little. He blamed the lamb and laughed. Well, he was still very excited. The calmness he maintained at the beginning was now broken by the general. It was all because the general tickled his armpits.

The childish and innocent laughter of a child came from the top of Qinshan Mountain. The laughter was particularly crisp and not loud, but it was blown across the entire top of the mountain by the wind.

The general looked at Jiang Nanhe, who was sitting on the back of the lamb and was being shaken by the lamb. The pride and pride that surged in his heart could not be dispelled. Not only was Jiang Nanhe happy, but he was also very happy.

However, he turned his head and looked at the small wooden sword that Jiang Nanhe had dropped on the ground, and shook his head.

Jiang Nanhe, this little guy, was really not a material for swordplay. The sword technique in the "Eight Clouds" he practiced was known for its agility and elegance, but the moves made by this little guy were open and close. Although he still used the routine of the sword technique, the way he used it was completely different.

This made the general a little disappointed. The long sword was also called the gentleman's sword in his dynasty. If he practiced swordsmanship well, others would think that he had a good character and was upright. He also hoped that Jiang Nanhe would be good at swordsmanship, but unfortunately, it was contrary to his wishes.

Sitting on the back of the lamb, Jiang Nanhe, who followed him to have fun on the top of Qinshan Mountain, felt a little tired. He pulled the lamb's wool and exerted a little force, signaling him to stop quickly.

The lamb was not willing to give up, and took him to run a few laps on the top of the mountain before stopping.

In the past few months, the lamb had seen Jiang Nanhe's hard training. Even he, a lamb, felt terrified, but Jiang Nanhe persisted.

Now that Jiang Nanhe finally succeeded, how could the lamb not be happy for him? So he was willing to take Jiang Nanhe to have fun on the top of the mountain, which was what they often did when Jiang Nanhe's training was very light.

In the lamb's opinion, Jiang Nanhe would be very happy every time he went out for a walk. Now that he hadn't gone out for so many days, he should make up for the past.

Jiang Nanhe, who couldn't stand the lamb's bumping, turned over from his back. The lamb came to Jiang Nanhe and licked his face with his tongue. Jiang Nanhe raised his hand to hold his head and rubbed his cheek.

Maybe it was because he was too happy just now, Jiang Nanhe's cheeks were flushed. I don't know if it was because he laughed too loudly just now, or because he was rubbed by the lamb.

The general picked up Jiang Nanhe's small wooden sword, walked over to him and handed it to him. Jiang Nanhe took it and waved it a few times with a smile. He was so happy today, he had never been so happy before. He didn't know what to say about this pure joy.