The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Yun Lie nodded: "Practice sword during the day and practice at night."

Only now did Xu Ziqing react, and his heart was overjoyed, and he immediately stood up to salute: "I'm really grateful to be able to get Brother Yun's guidance!"

Yun Lie was a slap in the face: "You and I have been together for many years, so you don't need to be so polite."

Xu Ziqing said with a smile: "If I can enter the Wuling Immortal Sect in the future, I will be considered Brother Yun's younger generation, and this gift of Brother Yun will naturally deserve it." However, he did not insist on it. Lie has been in love for so many years, so she doesn't need to be so hypocritical.

After saying these two sentences, Xu Ziqing straightened his face and said, "Brother Yun please teach me."

If he could be taught by an expert in swordsmanship like Yun Lie, it would be much better than just fumbling around on his own.

Yun Lie has never talked nonsense, and only said: "You stand on the side."

Xu Ziqing said, "Yes, Brother Yun." After speaking, he stood in front of the wall, his gaze fixed on the figure in white for a moment.

Yun Lie raised his right hand and pointed his left hand together. Immediately, a long sword appeared on his right hand. It was simple and unpretentious, and its shape seemed to be vague.

Then he moved his right wrist slightly, and the tip of the sword pulled out a fluffy sword flower, which turned into several sword shadows, and then merged into one in an instant, and then turned into that long sword again, as if it had never been moved.

Xu Ziqing's pupils shrank suddenly!

He couldn't even see how the sword started and how it ended!

With just one sword, Xu Ziqing knew that he had seen many sword-wielding people in the past, and none of them could be worth it!

Yun Lie didn't want to teach him this sword, but just moved it casually.

It's just that even if it's just a random move, it contains thousands of principles of swordsmanship.

"You take out the steel wood." After trying his hand, he instructed.

Xu Ziqing didn't dare to neglect, and immediately turned his wrist and grabbed the steel wood in his hand.

Yun Lie said again: "In parallel with me."

Xu Ziqing paused for a while, and immediately came over and stood on the right side of Yun Lie: "Yes, Brother Yun."

Yun Lie's feet were slightly differentiated, level with his shoulders, while his right arm held the sword, and the tip of the sword was slightly sloping.

Xu Ziqing had a tacit understanding with him, and immediately followed his behavior, which was the same as his attitude.

Yun Lie saw that Xu Ziqing was quite able to understand, so he didn't say much, just raised his arm and chopped off with one move.

"Brush!" This sword came down, and even the air seemed to be torn apart!

Moreover, the sword stance is single, the gān is crisp and neat, and there is no excess. Even though it looks ordinary and does not seem to have gorgeous skills, it has a charm that makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Xu Ziqing watched the movement of the sword, and also swung his right arm down——

He waved, but it made a muffled sound, which seemed to be muddy.

Xu Ziqing frowned slightly, intending to start over, but suddenly his arm was heavier than a thousand feet, and he couldn't lift it up.

He knew that it was Yun Lie who did it, so he couldn't help but say, "Brother Yun?"

Yun Lie said coldly: "Don't move."

Since Brother Yun said he didn't move, he didn't move. As expected, Xu Ziqing froze in place and did not make any move.

At this moment, Yun Lie walked up to Xu Ziqing.

The two were very close, and Yun Lie leaned over slightly and pointed to the steel wood. Although the fingertips were hazy, as if they had never really touched it, the steel and wood actually flashed a faint golden light.

Xu Ziqing looked down and saw that the original stick-shaped column of Steel and Wood suddenly became flat, and the front end was still sharp. At this time, it no longer seemed strange, but like a very simple wooden sword.

At this time, he felt his arm loosen again, and knew that his friend had been released. He understood the meaning of his friend, and immediately swung his sword again as before—

"Swipe!" This time, it was different from the muffled sound just now, and it seemed a bit sharper.

Xu Ziqing's eyes lit up and turned to look at the figure in white: "Brother Yun, how is it?"

Yun Lie glanced at him lightly and said, "The sword path is not wrong, the sword stance is still not accurate, and more practice is needed."

When Xu Ziqing heard the words, she was a little disappointed at first, then cheered up and her eyes became firm: "I should try my best to guide the sword, please brother Yun to correct me."

Yun Lie didn't say anything, but Xu Ziqing knew that he had already agreed. Even if he didn't say much, he cut out the second and third swords carefully.

Xu Ziqing has always been very serious about cultivation, so every time he strikes a sword, he can be more accurate than before.

When he finally chopped out twenty-eight swords, Yun Lie said, "The sword is in the right direction."

Xu Ziqing stopped for a moment, smiling happily: "Yes, Brother Yun."

He suddenly remembered something.

I still remember when he watched Young Master Zifeng cut two people in a row with three swords, he was very rewarded, and he shared it with his friends. And it was at that time that he heard remarks that he had never heard before.

"Those who use swordsmanship can only be considered entry-level when they have been tempered a lot."

"Without the use of spiritual power, swing the sword 30,000 times a day until the sword is straightened, and then let's talk about other things."

"If you want to learn swordsmanship, you can't even cut, stab, cut, and wipe with precision, so what about swordsmanship."

These few words are referring to the young master Zifeng, whose sword energy is still very mixed, but it is not the way that swordsmen need to follow. Now that Brother Yun is willing to teach him to practice swordsmanship, he must follow these words.

Thinking about this, Xu Ziqing couldn't help but ask: "Brother Yun, what I'm doing now is 'splitting, stabbing,

Which sword move is in the slash and wipe? "

Yun Lie nodded slightly: "You still remember, it's very good." He added, "What you have learned is the word 'split'."

Xu Ziqing smiled and said, "I don't need spiritual power now, I can split 30,000 words that day, but?"

Yun Lie nodded again: "Yes."

Xu Ziqing took a deep breath and split 30,000 words a day. Just thinking about it was extremely difficult. However, since Yun Lie can say so, naturally he has done so before, so he just asked him. In this case, Yun Lie can persevere, he hasn't tried, how can he know that he can't?

At the moment, he held his breath and concentrated on the sword body, "Swipe!" Another sword cut!

One sword, two swords, three swords!

Since the beginning of the fight, Xu Ziqing's sword path has never been missed again. Every sword is exactly the same as the trajectory of Yun Lie's sword split before, and there is no difference at all.

Yun Lie saw that his mind was sinking into the sword, so he sat on the opposite side, watching his sword move with both eyes, but he didn't move.

Xu Ziqing drew and retracted his sword, and every time he made a move, he seemed to be able to see its trajectory, making it accurate. His spirit was so focused that he was so focused that he couldn't notice what was happening around him at all.

However, gradually, fatigue began to appear in his brain, and his arms gradually became heavy... If you want to be precise in every move, as a monk, it is not difficult at first, as long as you have a correct attitude and understand it carefully, you can do it not bad. The hard part is persistence.

The same sword move is obviously already familiar, but it has to keep slashing, not the slightest negligence, not the slightest slack... And even a monk's body, with a hundred veins unimpeded, is always supplemented by aura... Still will gradually become numb, become sore and heavy, unsustainable.

Xu Ziqing's back began to sweat.

It's tough...

Continuing the same movement has made him dizzy, and even his mind has become a little blurred. But Xu Ziqing still wanted to keep the Lingtai a little clearer and keep track of the number of falling swords.

There are only three thousand six hundred swords, this time, it is three thousand six hundred and one swords...

After that, not only was the mind chaotic, but even breathing became difficult.

Xu Ziqing's face turned pale, but he only remembered instinctively swinging the sword and reciting the sword move silently. Every time after that, he felt as if he couldn't hold on, but every time he held on, he still gritted his teeth and continued.

I don't know how long it took, and half of his body became numb, and then it seemed that only this arm was moving in his entire body, and the rest, he didn't know anything...

Chapter 93

Xu Ziqing woke up from the chaos, just a little dazed, and immediately felt cold and hard under him, but when he looked down, it was a stone. At this time, his back was sore and his body was numb and soft. If he wanted to move, he felt that his body was very heavy and he couldn't move easily.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that yesterday he was clearly practicing swordsmanship with his friend Yun Lie, and then gradually lost his mind. Now he doesn't know whether he has practiced 30,000 times, or how he came to rest on this stone building.

Thinking of this, Xu Ziqing sank his consciousness into the storage ring and called Yun Lie. However, after three calls, there was still no answer, and he knew that Yun Li was definitely not in the ring.

Xu Ziqing couldn't help but feel a "squeak" in his heart, so he propped himself up and got off the stone.

It's really difficult to take a single step... He secretly smiled bitterly, but it didn't show on his face.

Holding the stone wall and walking out the door, it was hollow, but the figure in white was nowhere to be seen.

... Brother Yun, why is he not here?

Xu Ziqing panicked, dragging his legs and walking out quickly: "Brother Yun, Brother Yun!"

Until a icy voice sounded—

"What's the matter."

He immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

It turned out that Xu Ziqing came out of the dòng, and only glanced at the right side of the dòng mansion, but did not see a person sitting in front of the mountain wall on the left.

Xu Ziqing's mind was relieved, and the legs that he had just dragged himself staggered, so he fell down.

However, he didn't fall down seriously, but was lifted up by an invisible force, causing him to tilt and sit firmly on the ground.

Xu Ziqing just smiled: "Thank you Brother Yun."

Yun Lie glanced at him and said, "What are you calling me for?"

Xu Ziqing still had lingering fears when he remembered what happened just now: "When I woke up before, I didn't see Brother Yun in the ring. After I came out, I didn't find Brother Yun, I thought..."

Yun Lie's eyes narrowed slightly: "If I want to leave, I should tell you."

Xu Ziqing knew that Yun Lie had always made his own words, and he was a little relieved when he heard the words: "That's good." He thought for a while, and then said, "If Brother Yun wants to leave, it must be something important. He has long regarded Brother Yun as a close relative, and if something comes to an end, he will sacrifice his life, and he is willing to do his best for Brother Yun.”

Yun Lie said indifferently: "You don't have to do this."

Xu Ziqing smiled.

From his point of view, it doesn't matter what Yun Lie thinks, if everything is fine, it will be good, but if Yun Lie is in trouble, even if his body is shattered, he will not turn back.