I can practice every day for a year

"You're out so soon?" Gu Qing didn't go far away, but waited at the end of the street.

Chen Wang nodded slightly.

Although he was curious about the content, Gu Qing didn't ask more questions, but asked Chen Wang what his next plan was.

Chen Wang thought about it and went to the top of the city.

He saw Lin Jianli.

However, this one of the founders of the sword-cultivation technique had turned crazy again at this time.

"Interested?" Gu Qing raised his eyebrows.

Chen Wang didn't hide his purpose: "I'll just follow you all the time."

Seeing this, Gu Qing didn't stop him. There are actually quite a few people like this. Some people are lucky enough to learn some meanings from the senior masters.

Just a little bit is actually enough for most people to use for a lifetime.

After Gu Qing left, Chen Wang followed Lin Jianli silently.

A flash of fire flashed in his eyes, and he used the Shenyang Hunting to observe the flow of the senior's breath.

According to Gu Qing, Lin Jianli in this state is in the stage of rapid sword cultivation, which is more efficient than when he is awake.

It's a pity that she is more crazy than sober in this life.

She kept calling Dou'er, Dou'er...

Chen Wang had heard that Senior Lin had a daughter with extraordinary talent, who inherited her father's swordsmanship perfectly.

After practicing for sixty years, she was already an expert in sword cultivation, and her cultivation reached the Shenyuan realm.

She had a good temper, high cultivation, and was very obedient. The only time she was disobedient was when she insisted on going to Kaixianguan with her father.

It happened that she encountered a battle that was not seen for a hundred years. This female sword cultivator went out of the city to hand over the sword, killed countless monsters above her level, and naturally made it to the list of talents, and was very high.

The tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. A fight against her ended the young sword cultivator.

It also made Lin Jianli completely crazy. Starting from the top of the city, he could only move forward, not backward.

Chen Wang thought about Lin Jianli's past while observing the other party's true energy.

Unlike the steady and heavy Dengtian Sword, Lin Jianli's sword intent has a bit more violence and sharpness, which is more in line with the sharpness of sword cultivators.

After all, Zhenyang Sword Immortal's vision is not broad enough, and he is not actually a pure sword cultivator, so there is no need to go to this point.

In this way, he naturally lost some strength, which made him powerless after the other shore realm.

Chen Wang frowned, if he could also give up two points of stability and take two more swordsmanship, he might make a breakthrough.

But this is a bit difficult for him.

Because he cherishes his life the most, he must leave a way out for everything.

He is not Lin Jianli, and he has little attachment to this world, even if he dies, it doesn't matter.

So he needs to find a balance between the two.

Chen Wang thought in his heart.

...

In the following days, Chen Wang did not participate in the patrol, but followed the footsteps of the crazy old man wholeheartedly and observed the swordsmanship.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed.

[In the first year, you were trapped by the sword because you understood it too deeply, even surpassing the creator. You could not get out of that circle. You forced yourself to forget the feeling of the sword]

[In the third year, you finally had some ideas and began to find a balance between stability and leaving no way out, but the process was not smooth]

[In the tenth year, you have been sitting for too many years and you have fallen into a trance]

[In the seventeenth year, it is very difficult to practice sword outside of your own scope. Your confidence is getting lower and lower. The sword in your mind is like a mountain, which makes you breathless. ]

Looking at the panel with no progress, Chen Wang sighed in his heart.

"Sit down." A deep voice came.

Chen Wang looked up and saw Lin Jianli who had woken up.

"You have a good talent. You have made such progress in just half a month. You are thoughtful." Lin Jianli glanced at the young man in black sitting next to him.

Chen Wang smiled bitterly. Seventeen days? That was clearly seventeen years!

"Too much pressure." Lin Jianli's cloudy eyes became clearer.

Chen Wang nodded in agreement.

It was indeed very stressful.

"I don't have much time. Next, I will only be responsible for speaking. You are not qualified to ask questions. After I finish speaking, you can go back and think about it yourself." Lin Jianli said calmly.

Chen Wang remained silent and waited for the next words.

"Who said that sword cultivators must take a different approach?"

"Who said that sword cultivators must not leave themselves a way out?"

"Define your own sword."

"You are most suitable for your own sword, not someone else's sword."

After four sentences, Lin Jianli's eyes were completely cloudy, and he became confused again at the beginning, staggering away into the distance.

This time, Chen Wang did not follow Lin Jianli, but just sat there in a daze.

The wind blew, and the black hair on his temples fluttered slightly.

Not long after, Chen Wang left the city.

Ten days later.

[In the twenty-third year, you put aside the ideas that you had forced yourself to have in the past ten years, and took out the things you had at the beginning. Improving yourself is what you are best at. Your eyes became extremely bright]

[In the twenty-seventh year, you successfully found your own swordsmanship, the Heaven-Stepping Sword]

[Learned the sword-cultivation technique: Heaven-Stepping Sword]

As Chen Wang's thoughts became clear, the content on the panel changed dramatically.

It's done!

Chen Wang's eyes brightened.

This move is an advanced version of the Heaven-Stepping Sword, but it is completely different.

Although the Heaven-Stepping Sword was created based on the Heaven-Stepping Sword, Chen Wang knew very well that even without the former, he could still reach the Heaven-Stepping Sword when he met Lin Jianli today.

In other words, this sword belongs to him.

Chen Wang took a deep breath.

When he returned to the top of the city, he came to the place where Lin Jianli often stayed even when he was crazy.

There, there was a demon pill wrapped in a paper ball, which could not be blown away by the wind.

Chen Wang opened the paper ball and took out the demon pill of the other shore realm. At the same time, he also saw the black words on the paper.

"When you go out next time, I think you have already fulfilled my request to you, and the things will naturally be given to you."

Chen Wang was a little speechless. He was sure that this demon pill had been placed here for many days, but no one was interested in it. It was simply outrageous.

But thinking that this was the opening of the immortal gate, it suddenly made sense.

If this was placed in the three states of the immortal world, let alone a few days, as long as no one was guarding it, it would be taken away after a while.

A demon pill of the late other shore realm was obtained.

While Chen Wang was silent, on the other side of the city, Lin Jianli and a handsome young man stood side by side.

Wang Ning, the return to the true realm, the Taoist partner had died in battle.

This was what Gu Qing said to Chen Wang at that time.

And this person is also one of the highest masters in the martial arts.

"Within a month, Chen Wang has realized his own sword-cultivation technique. You lose." Lin Jianli put his hands behind his back, feeling somewhat relieved.

Wang Ning rubbed his temples: "Young people these days are really getting more and more perverted. I will keep my promise if I accept the loss."

Lin Jianli did not speak again, but left silently.

Wang Ning looked at the figure of the old man, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

I don't know if they sympathize with each other, but the relationship between the two has always been very good.

This is why he would follow the old man when practicing boxing.