Chapter 8 Visiting Songshan

“Bad talk.”

Yi Qingchen rolled his eyelids: "I am happy because I saw the brilliant sword technique. What do you little girl know? Senior brother, when I get angry and think about it, we will come back later."

"Don't be arrogant or discouraged, Chen'er is a good seedling."

Yue Buqun nodded slightly and thought to himself: "With Chen'er, Chong'er can save me some snacks."

In the process of continuous discussion, Yi Qingchen discovered a rule.

The speed at which the competition can obtain progress depends on the benefits he can obtain from the competition.

For example, after a competition, he found many of his shortcomings, or constantly found ways to break through Linghu Chong's sword moves during the competition.

These are the benefits.

If there is more profit, the progress will be greater.

If there is less profit, the progress will be smaller.

Therefore, the more fierce Linghu Chong made his move, the greater the progress he made.

But there is also a premise, that is, he has practiced his sword skills well enough.

Only by practicing hard and improving basic skills can he find a way to break the enemy through the battle.

If you just think hard and think about the trick, it will be useless.

Therefore, it is necessary to conduct a trial and hard practice.

Gradually, Yi Qingchen persisted for longer and longer under Linghu Chong's attack.

From twenty moves to thirty moves, to forty moves, fifty moves…

Yi Qingchen has low martial arts skills and huge room for improvement. He is chasing Linghu Chong at a terrifying speed.

A month passed quickly, and Yi Qingchen ushered in the first New Year on Mount Hua.

The sky was covered with heavy snow, and the mountains of Hua became covered with silver.

Yi Qingchen used the light skills he had just learned to run wildly in the snow, wanting to practice the light skills of stepping on the snow without traces.

Yue Lingshan followed him heartlessly and shouted loudly, and turned around and was caught by Linghu Chong to help build a snowman.

The master is writing Spring Festival couplets, and the master’s wife is busy with the New Year’s Eve dinner.

For the sake of the New Year, the master specially bought firecrackers at the foot of the mountain and prepared to set them off on New Year's Eve.

Full of New Year atmosphere.

Yi Qingchen looked at the four people in the master's sect and suddenly felt like he had a family.

This warm scene makes people want to lie down.

The New Year’s Eve dinner was rich, with wine and meat.

After drinking a few more drinks, my mother suddenly burst into the snow and pulled her sword and danced.

"Junior sister, let's fight the sword!"

The master's wife applauded, and shedded her sword when she snatched the heavy snow.

The long sword galloped like a thunder, heading straight to Lao Yue’s chest.

The sword energy was fierce and swept through the snowflakes on the road.

The old Yue laughed loudly, and with a move of "Golden Yan Shiqian" to push away the long sword, he returned with a move of "You Fenglaiyi".

The two of them used their sword techniques, and their bodies intertwined with the sword light.

It's so fast that it's almost indistinguishable.

Yi Qingchen and the other two watched with wide eyes, learning the mystery of their swordsmanship.

Well, Yue Lingshan is not, she is just watching the fun.

After a while, Yi Qingchen was surprised to find that within ten feet of the master's wife's fight, there was no snowflake that could fall.

All the snowflakes were melted or swept away by the sword energy.

The swordsmanship is as fast as this.

"The upper limit of Huashan Sword Technique is very high!"

Yi Qingchen said in his heart that he would continue to calm down and practice Huashan swordsmanship.

In the blink of an eye, it was another two months.

The spiritual power has not yet been enough for nine o'clock, and the progress of Huashan's internal strength is the first to be filled with diligent practice.

As for Huashan Sword Technique, it has been upgraded to the fifth level the day before.

Yi Qingchen closed his eyes and absorbed the knowledge brought by the initiation in the golden light.

Because it was the progress of one's own hard work, the system did not provide much knowledge, but it integrated the gains of cultivation.

The speed and control of internal force have been greatly improved.

Yi Qingchen opens the martial arts panel.

Name: Yi Qingchen

Identity: Huashan Disciple

Strength: Anyone with the nameless, use the sword in his hand to open up a new world!

Spiritual Power: 5

Martial Arts:

Huashan internal strength (small achievements) 1/2700 +

Huashan Sword Technique (Enter the Hall) 15/8100 +

Huashan Light Technology (Coarse Fur) 250/300 +

In this data, Huashan Sword Technique and Huashan Internal Power have completely distanced themselves.

It’s not that Yi Qingchen doesn’t pay attention to internal strength. On the contrary, he now has a fixed time to rest his internal strength every morning, noon and evening, which is longer than the time he invests in swordsmanship.

However, it takes a long time to practice internal skills, and there is no advantage that swordsmanship can be improved in the competition.

You can't compete with others every day to compete with your internal strength.

That thing is extremely dangerous, and if it is not good, someone will die.

Now the growth rate of spiritual power is far from keeping up with the speed of martial arts improvement, so it is impossible to use spiritual power to improve internal power.

Yi Qingchen has spent more time practicing internal strength, and at the same time, he constantly consumes internal strength while practicing sword skills and light skills, increases the number of internal strength usage and recovery times, and improves the progress of internal strength as much as possible.

But the internal strength cultivation is slow and you need to endure it slowly.

Yi Qingchen remembered spiritual power for the Nth time. How can he obtain a large amount of spiritual power?

bite!

Linghu Chong sealed the long sword that stabbed forward, and his body flashed to the left and right.

Yi Qingchen dragged his sword to the right and attacked in the direction he was sliding.

The tip of the sword slid over Linghu Chong's wrist.

The two figures rose and fell, and the cold light shone in between.

Yue Lingshan held her hands and became nervous when she saw it.

After a while, the two separated.

Yi Qingchen was a little gasping, his clothes were messy, and there were some sword marks.

Linghu Chong only breathed a little rapidly, and there was no trace of swords on his body.

But his expression was a little sad.

"Junior brother, your martial arts are entering too fast. It has increased from thirty moves to 120 moves in just three months. If you continue at this speed, you will be able to catch up with me in another half a year."

"Senior brother is joking. I am still far from you. If I hadn't been on your guidance every day, I might have practiced to the point now."

Yi Qingchen said: "Besides, the more you practice martial arts, the more difficult it is. In the future, the speed of improving martial arts will only become slower and slower. How can it be so easy to catch up with the senior brother?"

Linghu Chong shook his head.

Yi Qingchen's martial arts were taught by his hands, and no one knew better than him how fast Yi Qingchen's cultivation speed was.

The reason why he can still surpass Yi Qingchen now is purely because of his long service life.

Four years to one year, naturally four years to be strong.

But as time goes by, his age advantage will become smaller and smaller.

It is certain that Yi Qingchen surpasses him.

More than ten days have passed.
To be continued...