Leng Fei smiled and said, "This is indeed a set of exquisite sword techniques!"

Li Qingdi looked him up and down, his clear eyes seemed to shine through his internal organs, and said softly: "You can actually practice this kind of swordsmanship!"

Leng Fei said: "If the body is not done, everything is empty."

"Yes..." Li Qingdi showed a look of regret.

If your body fails, everything is empty. This is the consensus among all people in the martial arts world, but most people only have shallow understanding and think that poor physical fitness means that they cannot pass the level of practicing strength.

Practicing strength is the most harmful to the body. Those with poor physical fitness may even die before they can become stimulated. This is the most basic common sense.

But few people know that the fundamental reason is not the danger of death, but that if the physical constitution is too weak, you cannot enter the level of Qi training and cannot become a Qi training man.

If you cannot become a qi practitioner, this is the most desperate thing, so no matter how perseverance is, a person with too weak physique, he will never accept it.

Zhang Tianpeng said: "Brother, you are different now. With the spirit pill and the Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer, your physique is getting stronger and stronger. If you continue like this, you won't even need to clean the marrow pill!"

He also realized that marrow cleaning pill was not so easy to obtain. They were thrown here to sweep the street all day long and had no chance to make meritorious service.

Manager Gao asked them to wait patiently, but time didn't wait for anyone. Seeing Qinghe and his friends improve their cultivation, they were sweeping the streets thousands of miles a day, which was simply unbearable.

He gradually lost hope for the marrow-cleaning pill.

"This requires innate physique." Leng Fei shook his head.

Li Qingdi's face was as heavy as water, and he nodded slightly.

The innate physique is the foundation. Acquired physique can be enhanced, such as some spiritual pills and some martial arts and mental techniques, which can enhance physical fitness.

But these are useless and useless for stepping into Qi training, and they still cannot step into the level of Qi training.

"Is there only the marrow-cleaning pill?" Zhang Tianpeng said.

Leng Fei said: "It can only be the marrow-cleaning pill."

Li Qingdi said: "This is the foundation of the establishment of the Sect of the Changsheng Valley, and there is no medicine to replace it."

"This is troublesome." Zhang Tianpeng frowned.

Li Qingdi looked at him with bright eyes: "Is this flying dragon sword technique strange?"

Leng Fei said: "It contains important news about the Nine Dragon Locking Heavenly Art."

Li Qingdi and the other two were excited and stared at each other.

"Can you really use the Flying Dragon Sword Technique to find the Jiulong Cave?" Zhang Tianpeng laughed and said, "Impossible?"

He really couldn't connect the sword technique with the location of the cave. This news should be a fool.

Leng Fei nodded slowly: "It's true."

"Did you find it?" Zhang Tianpeng asked in surprise.

Leng Fei smiled and said, "If you have to practice this flying dragon sword technique, you can find the Jiulong Cave!"

"Really?" Zhang Tianpeng looked at the Spirit Snake Sword.

Leng Fei said: "Please lend me a better guzheng!"

"Yu Zheng?" Zhao Qinghe asked hurriedly.

Leng Fei nodded slowly.

Zhao Qinghe smiled and said, "Leng Fei, you still know the rhythm?"

"A little bit of a thing." Leng Fei said.

The rhythm is very simple for him. After all, his girlfriend in her previous life studied ancient music and was well-versed in music. He studied it hard for the sake of his pursuit, and after catching up, he kept accompanying him to class.

I felt it was difficult in my previous life, but in this life I felt it was as simple as drinking water. I had to control my body countless times, and I could easily play the piano.

"Okay." Zhao Qinghe said: "There is a senior sister in the sect who is a master of music and has a famous piano."

"Senior Sister Cao's Jiao Fengqin?" Li Qingdi said.

Zhao Qinghe smiled and said, "I don't know if Senior Sister Cao will borrow it."

"...I'll go." Li Qingdi said: "Senior Sister Cao has always wanted me to learn piano with her."

Leng Fei said: "Then there will be Lao Qingdi."

Li Qingdi said: "Then I'll go, you can recover from your injuries."

Leng Fei hugs his fists.

Zhao Qinghe smiled and said, "Go and go, let's leave Leng Fei to us with confidence, and we must take good care of it!"

Li Qingdi glanced at her and floated away.

As soon as she left, Zhang Tianpeng shook his eyes: "I can't make a mistake this time, I'm absolutely right. Miss Li cares about Brother Leng!"

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Two days later, Leng Fei and Zhang Tianpeng finished sweeping the streets together. When they returned to the courtyard, they saw Li Qingdi.

She stood in the morning light, covered in wind and frost, with a dark clothes that made her face look like white jade, her eyebrows were clever and her eyes were staring at him with a contemptuous bright eyes.

Leng Fei's heart swayed, his heart beat faster, and he clasped his fists and smiled.

Li Qingdi took off a long black bag from behind and gently handed it to Leng Fei: "This is Jiao Fengqin, Senior Sister Cao regards it as if she is heart-to-heart."

Zhang Tianpeng walked in quietly, afraid that he would alarm them.

Leng Fei took it to the stone table, put it gently on the table, and after untiing his burden, a charred phoenix-tail-shaped guzheng was standing in front of him.

Leng Fei reached out and plucked the strings gently.

"Zheng..." The sound of the piano went clear and spread from afar, and the refreshing spirit was cheered up when he heard it.

"Good zheng!" Leng Fei exclaimed.

The slight tremor of the zither body, the vibration of the strings, and the air spreads like ripples, as clear as before the eyes.

Leng Fei said: "Brother Zhang, you all come out with your sword and practice the Flying Dragon Sword Technique!"

"This..." Zhang Tianpeng turned his head and smiled at Li Qingdi with embarrassment: "Or it would be better to have another day?"

Leng Fei said: "It takes fun to play the piano, and you may not be interested tomorrow."

"Okay, practice swordsmanship." Zhang Tianpeng said helplessly.

Leng Fei said: "Sister-in-law and Qingdi come together."

"Okay." Zhao Qinghe walked out of the main hall and agreed with a smile.

Li Qingdi nodded.

Leng Fei said: "Practice according to the sound of my piano."

Zhang Tianpeng wanted to speak, but Leng Fei waved his hand: "You will know after practicing."

Zhang Tianpeng held his questions down, picked up a Qingfeng sword from the shelf next to him, and sang it gently and said, "This sword doesn't sound that much."

Leng Fei smiled and looked at Li Qingdi.

Li Qingdi held the Nine Dragon Sword in his hand and shook his sword body gently. The "buzzing" sound continued. The Nine Dragon Sword had regained its glory and no longer looked like scrap iron before.

The cold light faintly exudes murderous aura, and another sword is used.

"Zheng..." Leng Fei pulled a string, sat at the table, stroked the strings with both hands, and the sound of the guzheng sounds came out, high and low, ups and downs.

Everyone began to practice the Flying Dragon Sword Technique.

The sound of the piano is quick and agile, and the sword is also light.

The sound of the piano slowed down, and the three of them slowed down, but their momentum became huge.

The sound of the piano became more and more intense, and the sword movement of the three people became faster and faster. The sound of the piano was infecting their emotions, and the emotions were naturally exerted in the sword movement.

"Buzz..." The sound of the piano suddenly became violent and violent, as if several strings were plucked at the same time, and like several guzhengs were played at the same time.
Chapter completed!