Lou Jinchen, who ran towards the Taoist temple, was excited because he discovered the misunderstanding of his previous practice.

He thought of himself as a fish. A fish swings its body in the water and borrows the power of the water to swim. He only thinks about borrowing force when swinging his body. He does not think that actually borrowing force by guiding the water flow along the current is the real way to borrow force. This is

If you have the opportunity to stir up a storm, then you can become a part of the storm and be guided by the trend.

This reminded him of the "guidance" in the "Seventy-Two Techniques of Earth Evil" that he had seen before. He felt that this guidance not only guided the essence of heaven and earth into his belly, but also guided the vitality of heaven and earth for his own use.

mean.

He couldn't wait to go back to the view to try again, so he tried it on the way back. He stretched out his hand and pulled in the void. It was not like before, but it was not a big piece, and then he was flying away due to the instantaneous pull.

I got up, but I felt a part of it.

Clouds and mist suddenly rise where the hand passes, and wind rises. This is because after the vitality is taken away, the vitality from other places fills in and the air waves formed fill the vacancy that was taken away.

His hand did not stop because of this, but quickly formed a circle with the arm as the center. In an instant, a vortex of clouds was formed. His hand only thrust forward slightly, and the vortex was actually formed.

A thrust.

Although this thrust came a little late, it was real, unlike before, where there was always resistance and reaction.

He returned to the view excitedly, picked up the sword in his hand, opened the sword stance, and built a vortex of clouds. The sword in his hand was swung in a circle faster and faster, and he soon felt a suction force moving forward.

People are actually wrapped up in this whirlpool of clouds and floating in the air.

The wind was blowing loudly in the entire small courtyard, and the clouds and mist were surging, like invisible waves forming a forward pulling force. His whole body seemed to be sucked into this whirlpool.

His heart moved, but he thrust the sword forward and let go of the sword.

The sword flew out spiraling along the whirlpool. His Dharma thoughts were attached to the sword and he tried his best to guide the sword. However, the sword escaped from his control at that moment and flew out in an arc and landed in the courtyard.

outside.

This scene not only shocked the two boys, but also Lou Jinchen himself felt incredible.

He quickly came to the wall, kicked his feet, and the clouds and mist gathered, lifting him up and sending him crookedly outside the wall. He found his sword, and found that his sword actually lifted a tree as big as a person could hug it.

The tree was severed from it.

"Here, have you mastered the Flying Sword Technique?" Lou Jinchen was pleasantly surprised, but also had a feeling of being staggered.

What he wants to practice is the kind where he holds a three-foot sword, his body dodges like the wind, and heads fall wherever the sword passes, and all spells are broken. Naturally, this kind of flying sword technique is what he wants, but now

At this stage, it is obvious that the sword can be released but not retracted. Once the sword is released, the sword leaves the hand. How can one run to pick up the sword and bring it back?

In his mind, the skill of Flying Sword is at least the ability to see the enemy through the sword, flickering and moving, coming and going without a trace, like light and electricity, moving with thoughts. It does not need to rely on the vortex thrust formed by the vitality of heaven and earth to do so.

Able to drive flying swords.

He picked up the long sword, adjusted his mentality, and started dancing again. This time he didn't deliberately do anything. He felt that his control over sensing vitality was still very poor, but he wanted to integrate it into his swordsmanship.

It's really a bit too ambitious.

So he began to run around in the forest, feeling his vitality with thoughts of Dharma, and at the same time he realized the words "controlling the earth invisibly".

At this time, Na has understood that to control the earth is to control yourself, because the earth is unmoving, and when you want to control the earth, you can only move yourself.

If the earth does not move, I will move.

He was practicing lifting himself up. At first, he would tap the ground with his feet, and then he would fly up, like a big bird walking through the forest. Slowly, his feet would no longer need to touch the ground, and he would run through the void in small steps.

, there is a surging wind and cloud at every step.

The master of the temple can stride a long distance in one step, but Lou Jinchen cannot. He can only quickly take small steps in the void, and he will fall if he steps infrequently.

From sunrise to sunset, the whole day, apart from eating, is practicing.

…

In Qingluo Valley, in the teaching hall.

Hua Xiaoxiao looked at the circling and flying white crane and said, "I am Hua Xiaoxiao."

As if he understood, the white crane fell towards Hua Xiaoxiao and landed directly on Hua Xiaoxiao's outstretched hand. At this time, there were more than ten disciples sitting cross-legged in the lecture hall. They watched the white crane fall on Hua Xiaoxiao.

Elder Xiaoxiao's hand turned into a paper crane in an instant.

She just received a letter from her junior sister, but she hasn't replied yet.

Now another letter came, and she opened it with confusion. After reading the letter, her eyes flickered.

She called her eldest disciple Miao Qingqing over to read the letter. Miao Qingqing had already read the previous letter, and asked the other disciples to leave first.

"What do you think we should do?" Hua Xiaoxiao asked. Granny Du is her junior sister, but Granny Du looks very old, but she is still young. If her eyes were not stained by years, no one would know.

She is actually an old woman who is nearly eighty years old.

Miao Qingqing was sent to Qingluo Valley to study Dharma since she was a child. She was regarded as Hua Xiaoxiao's direct descendant and was raised like a daughter.

She pondered for a while and then said, "Master Ji's letter said that he hopes that we can turn our hostility with the Huoling Temple into friendship and not let war break out around Swimming City. Ordinarily, we should give Master Ji's kindness no matter what, but Master Du's

But it’s not easy to explain either.”

"Yes, your uncle was a teacher who saved his life back then." Hua Xiaoxiao frowned and said in embarrassment.

"Over the years, Master Du has told people everywhere that she injured her foundation while trying to save Master, and was unable to practice the Tao. Over the years, Master Du has used Master's name to block a lot of troubles. In the past few years,

He even almost made a big enemy for Master."

"Yes, but when Junior Sister Du sent the letter to Master, she must have told everyone that she had already written to ask Master to come out. If Master has nothing to say, then others will say that Master is heartless." Hua Xiaoxiao said.

.

Miao Qingqing was very aware of Master's scruples, and she also knew very well that Master cared about reputation, and it was precisely this that allowed Granny Du to manipulate her for decades.

"Judging from this incident, in fact, Master Du's grandson Du Desheng died after entering the Matoupo. No matter who rescued him, the result was the same. This was nothing more than Master Du's anger at the fire spirit because of his heartache.

Just for observation, maybe you can persuade Master Du to let her drop this matter?" Miao Qingqing said.

Hua Xiaoxiao shook her head and said: "Your uncle was originally stubborn. He became even more stubborn after he couldn't practice. Later, after his son died, he became even more crazy. At this time, his only son died.

Grandson, if the evil fire in your heart cannot be vented, how can you give up?"

"Then!" Miao Qingqing said: "We might as well reply to Master Ji and tell him about Master's concerns. Master is a gentleman and will consider it for us to see what he has to say."

"Forget it, that's it." Hua Xiaoxiao wrote a letter on the spot, handed it to his eldest disciple Miao Qingqing and said: "Send this letter to Master Ji, and go to Huo Ling to have a look. Although Master Ji

It is said that the Master of the Fire Spirit Temple enlightens evil spirits in the heart, and his magical powers are quite impressive, but we in Qingluo Valley are not afraid of them."

"Yes, Master." Miao Qingqing agreed and left with the letter.

…

In Dujiazhuang, Granny Du also left Zhuangzi after she wrote a letter to her senior sister Hua Xiaoxiao.

She went to visit the monks with whom she had had friendship over the years, many of whom were not favored by Swimming City because they often behaved evilly.

Originally, she helped people refine medicine over the years, and although she got paid, she accumulated a lot of wealth, which she left to her grandson. Now that her grandson died, she naturally no longer needed it, so she gave it all and invited those

People help.

These people were careless people. Granny Du also said that her senior sister Hua Xiaoxiao would be there in person when she arrived, so they all agreed and made an appointment at a mountain col not far from Huoling Temple.

Assemble.

Granny Du didn't receive a reply from Hua Xiaoxiao for a long time, and she felt depressed, thinking: "My grandson, Du Xiaojuan, must not die in vain. Someone needs to bury him with him!"

…

Lou Jinchen is still practicing his sword.

He has been practicing tirelessly for three days, and he seems to be addicted. In the eyes of Shang Gui'an and Deng Ding, Lou Jinchen is a little dazed. Shang Gui'an even secretly asked the viewer,

The master of the temple just raised his eyelids and sighed: "I have never seen anyone with good swordsmanship and lust. You don't need to worry about him. How is your practice progressing?"

Shang Gui'an didn't dare to say a word about the last question and quickly exited the room of the viewer.

As the saying goes, if you read a book a hundred times, its meaning will appear on its own.

And practicing swordsmanship also has its own merits.

He first mastered the technique of holding himself in the air and walking on the wind. He could freely walk in the void, run on the treetops, chase the wind without twisting, and jump from one tree to another.

On the tree, after trying to step on the branches without making any mistakes, he started practicing his sword.

He no longer deliberately pursues speed, because he feels that no matter how fast he is, it can't be faster than lightning, nor can it be faster than someone else's thought.

Although he has not encountered spells such as lightning control, he believes that there will definitely be one. As for the spells formed when the thoughts of law are added to the body, they cannot be avoided no matter how hard they practice swordsmanship.

Through continuous practice, he clarified his thoughts and felt that he should condense his sword intention, and he was rebuilding the swordsmanship that he had formed after Quietly Bu Feng.

The sword's intent is strong and pure, and it can also penetrate his consciousness. Even if the opponent's physical body is as solid as a rock, it can still damage his soul.

After thinking about this and not deliberately thinking about how to increase the idea of ​​whether the sword in his hand could cut down trees, he danced the sword more and more freely.

The wind and clouds around him were surging, and his sword was shining with a blue-white light, which was the essence of the spark condensed into the essence of fire.

When the tip of the sword trembled, it was like small flowers blooming in the night sky, one after another, looming in the wind and clouds, as if a gust of wind blew, and the blue and white flowers were blown down, while there were other flowers in other directions around him.

The appearance of blue and white.

The steps under his feet became bigger and bigger, his figure turned around, up and down unruly, and suddenly stabbed straight down. The sword stabbed on the stone on the ground, but a strong wind surged up, and the other person rose up again, the sword in his hand turned with the body

And the dancing is so free and easy.
To be continued...