Flowers bloom and fall, autumn turns to spring, and in the blink of an eye it has been eighteen years since Xiao Xiaoqiu left.

At this time, I saw a wooden house at the foot of a mountain about a hundred miles away from Hemu. In a forest in front of the wooden house, I saw a young man with his eyes slightly closed and chanting: Tai Chi creates two Yi, two Yi.

Four images are born, and the four images are the Eight Diagrams. The feet are on the Eight Diagrams, and the two hands are one yin and one yang, flying up and down, left and right. The whole movement is smooth and flowing, and it looks extremely graceful. You can see the broken branches and leaves around him slowing down with the young man's movements.

Moving slowly, I finally saw the broken branches and leaves slowly floating towards the young man's hands. After a while, a ball about the size of a basketball gathered in the young man's hands. At this time, I saw the young man suddenly opened his eyes.

Opening his eyes, he shouted loudly: "Broken". At the same time, he waved his hands and saw the ball hit a tree trunk about 50 centimeters in diameter about ten meters in front. There was a bang and the ball shattered.

, at this moment, the broken branches and leaves that made up the ball have become pieces, and the tree broke with a click.

At this time, standing in front of the window of the wooden house, there were old men with white beards and hair, hair tied in a bun, and wearing green and gray clothes. Who else could it be if he were not Taoist Master Xuanzhen. That young man was naturally Xiao Yihan. At this time, there was no doubt that he was Xiao Yihan.

Xiao Yihan is about 1.80 meters tall. He has a head of shiny black hair that reaches straight to his shoulders. His face is colder than before, and his eyes are cold and radiant. He feels like he is thousands of miles away, which makes people suddenly startled at the first sight.

A chill.

At this moment, Taoist Master Xuanzhen shouted: "Yi Han, take the move."

Just when Xiao Yihan heard the voice of Taoist Xuanzhen, his eyes changed, showing a hint of warmth. At this moment, he heard a whooshing sound, and saw Taoist Xuanzhen wave his hand, and several pine towers came towards Xiao Yihan.

Attacking, Xiao Yihan was seen dodging left and right, dexterously dodging those pine towers. At this time, Taoist priest Xuanzhen saw that Xiao Yihan could easily dodge several pine towers, so he waved his hands continuously, and saw about ten pine towers in one area.

One of them attacked Xiao Yihan. At this moment, Xiao Yihan calmly put his hands on his waist, and more than ten wooden sticks as thick and long as toothpicks appeared between his hands. With a wave of his hands, those wooden sticks flew towards those people.

He struck at the pine tower that he was attacking. Then he saw those wooden sticks hitting the pine tower and falling to the ground. At this time, he saw one of the wooden sticks shooting towards Taoist Master Xuanzhen. Xiao Yihan looked anxious as he was about to hit the target.

Colorful, he quickly rushed towards Taoist Xuanzhen. At this time, Taoist Xuanzhen slapped his right hand on his waist, and a long sword appeared in his hand. There was only a "ding" sound, and the wooden stick hit the Taoist priest Xuanzhen.

The long sword in front of the chief fell to the ground with a sound, and then he saw the Taoist priest Xuanzhen, leaping out of the window, and began to dance the long sword in the open space. The movements of the Taoist priest Xuanzhen looked slow and melancholy, but the sword was very fast, and it only took a moment.

Only the shadow of the sword was seen but no one was seen. At this moment, Taoist Master Xuanzhen asked: "Yi Han, can you see clearly?"

"Master, see clearly."

At this moment, the sword shadow suddenly disappeared, and with a flash of cold light, the long sword in Taoist Priest Xuanzhen's hand flew towards Xiao Yihan. Xiao Yihan turned around, then reached over, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and then started

Dancing the long sword, the long sword danced faster and faster. In the end, just like Taoist Master Xuanzhen, it was hard and no figure could be seen. Taoist Xuanzhen hooked his long leg, and saw a wooden barrel rising into the sky, and the water in the barrel went towards

The shadow of the sword was splashed away, and then only water splashed and the sword light disappeared. Xiao Yihan stood there without any trace of wetness on his body.

At this time, Taoist Master Xuanzhen was seen with a smile on his face, brushing his long beard with his hand, and said: "Yi Han, you have finally mastered the highest level of Wuji Sword Technique. This Wuji Sword skill is the treasure of the Wudang Sect and has been passed down for many years.

This sword is made of unknown materials and is extremely sharp. It was miraculous that it could not be detected when I was flying on an airplane in my early years. But now no one in the Wudang Sect can exert the power of the Wuji Sword. Instead of letting him remain silent in the world, the so-called

Swords are given to heroes. Today, my master will give you this Wuji Sword. I hope you will use this sword with caution in the future. Do you understand that I am a master with all my heart?"

At this moment, Xiao Yihan saw a cold light flash in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Disciple understands."

Seeing Xiao Yihan like this, Taoist Priest Xuanzhen sighed in his heart. How could he not understand what he was thinking. This child has never asked Taoist Xuanzhen about his parents since he was ten years old. This shows the child's forbearance.

The Taoist priest Xuanzhen sighed, handed the scabbard to Xiao Yihan, then turned and walked into the house. At this moment, he saw Xiao Yihan holding the long sword in his hand. The long sword was like a pool of blue water, exuding the slightest chill.

Xiao Yihan flicked his fingers on the sword blade, and heard the clang sound from the long sword like a dragon's roar. Then Xiao Yihan inserted the long sword into the scabbard and wrapped it around his waist like a belt.

Then I saw Xiao Yihan picking up two huge buckets and sprinting away. Within a quarter of an hour, Xiao Yihan ran five miles away and came to a pool. At this time, Xiao Yihan was neither red nor out of breath, but

The heartbeat is just a little faster than normal.

It was only April or May at this time, and the weather on Hanas Mountain was still a bit cold, especially since the pool of water was collected by melted snow. It was really bitingly cold. Xiao Yihan took off his clothes and stood on a boulder beside the pool without saying a word.

He hesitated and jumped up high, and then shot into the water like a spear, causing only a ripple on the water. After a while, Xiao Yihan came to the bottom of a pool about thirty meters deep, and saw Xiao Yihan cross-legged.

He sat down and then became motionless. At this time, Xiao Yihan was like a dead person, with no breathing and no heartbeat. This is the "Turtle Breathing Technique" taught to Xiao Yihan by Taoist Master Xuanzhen. This technique uses the breathing in the body.

Slows the heartbeat, thereby reducing the body's oxygen consumption.

About an hour later, Xiao Yihan was seen at the bottom of the pool. He opened his eyes fiercely, kicked off his feet, and swam quickly to the water. Xiao Yihan swam in the pool for a while and then came to the shore and stood on the boulder.

He remained motionless, looking into the distance, letting the cold wind blow over his naked body. My master promised me to tell me the mystery of my life experience when I was eighteen years old. It had been a long time since my eighteenth birthday, so why didn't my master mention it?
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