Zhan Changfeng naturally thought of the wolf king and Yu Sheng.
On the day of the archery test, she found that Yu Sheng was contaminated with a little evil spirit. This evil spirit was not easy to detect, but it was very malignant. Her residence happened to be under renovation, so she took advantage of the situation and offered to live at Yu Sheng's house. Unfortunately, after the accident at the Good Medicine Mountain
, she didn’t have time to see Yu Sheng at all.
When Zhan Changfeng thought of this, he turned around and went to find Yu Sheng to stop him.
"You have to know that although more than twenty days have passed, the carpenter I was looking for didn't come to work the day after I disappeared, and the house is still in ruins."
Yu Sheng looked at the serious person speechlessly, and she didn't say not to stop.
"I noticed that not only have you grown taller, but you've also become thicker-skinned." Yu Sheng couldn't hold it back and retorted directly.
Zhan Changfeng didn't take it seriously. Seeing that she was fine and had no demonic aura about her, he raised another topic, "I'd like to ask, what did you see when you entered the fog?"
She briefly described the mess she saw.
Yu Sheng didn't know how many times he would be shocked today, "How is that possible? Although I can't identify all the herbs inside, I'm sure it's a medicine garden."
"It's still the medicine garden of the Immortal Family. The vast scene inside is rare in the world." Yu Sheng emphasized.
"Besides the medicine garden, can you see anything else?"
Yu Sheng recalled for a moment, "No more, only fairy grass, and I can only bring one out."
Zhan Changfeng made some estimates and roughly guessed that the fairy medicine garden had been looted, and the person who looted it was trapped in the fog and fighting with the toad.
In this case, it may be a real incident that someone saw a man taking away the entire beacon fire.
Maybe that man was the one who looted the medicine garden.
But none of this is beyond her control.
Anyway, she has handed over the Shennong Book to the Shennongmen, so no cause and effect will befall her.
I didn't care about Haoyaoshan in advance, but the incident with the wolves in Beacon Mountain was not over yet.
During the few days that Zhan Changfeng stayed in social studies, he went to a secluded place in the mountains to practice swordsmanship.
After her physical body was damaged three years ago, she studied pure yin bones and understood soul skills, rarely focusing on practicing swordsmanship.
If you want to practice swordsmanship, practice the basic skills of swinging a sword.
How to swing a sword?
Set a point of nothingness at the line of sight, so that every time you swing your sword, it will land on this point without any bias. This is the skill of water grinding, and there can be no deviation at all.
When she started, she was too small and the sword was too heavy to lift.
Slowly use wooden swords, iron swords, and eighty-six kilogram black iron swords.
The number of times he swung the sword went from swinging the sword a hundred times, missing the mark forty-five times, and his arm was sore that he couldn't lift it, to swinging the sword a thousand times, missing the sword 101 times, and almost losing his grip on the hilt.
Let’s talk about the basic sword moves: stab, chop, hang, lift, cloud, wipe, hang, frame, pick, point, collapse, cut, hold, bring, wear, lift, chop, sweep, cut wrist flower, lift wrist flower, and
Each sword move has many forms. For example, the stabbing sword is subdivided into flat thrust sword, up thrust sword, down thrust sword, low thrust sword, back thrust sword, probing thrust sword, and the split sword is subdivided into left swing split sword.
The right swing is used to split the sword, and the rear swing is used to split the sword. The hanging sword is subdivided into the upper hanging sword, the lower hanging sword, and the wheel hanging sword.
You need to practice every move to the extreme. To practice it to perfection is not something that can be achieved simply by adding time and effort.
While Zhan Changfeng was swinging her sword, she was calculating the angle of the sword, the strength, and the range of body movements. She regarded herself as a debugable machine, just to get a satisfactory result.
The mind, body, and sword have gradually reached unity, and the body follows the direction of the heart. The sword is directed by the arm, and the number of times the sword is persisted is increasing, and the error rate is decreasing.
Finally, it took her four full years to swing the sword 10,000 times in an hour with 100% accuracy. Her body had developed an instinct, and she didn't need to make any calculations. Every time she drew the sword, it was accurate to the last detail.
But now she found that her sword was starting to go sideways.
Instincts accumulated over countless hours can also be wasted due to a moment of laziness.
Zhan Changfeng was leaning on his sword, sweat dripping down his face. When Ji Guang said the four words "Guiyi Sword Sect", the only thing she could think of was the old Taoist Chang-beard.
The only thing related to "sword" around her was the sword technique taught to her by the old Taoist Chang Xu.
Kendo?
She didn't know that she was the one holding the sword, but she had never thought of becoming a swordsman.
But aside from the long-bearded Taoism and swordsmanship, she has yet to find anything similar to the Nine Turns of Rebirth Technique among the known sects and characters.
The specificity of the Nine Transformations Art of Rebirth is destined not to be exposed too much at this stage, so the Martial Arts Academy is the best choice for her.
She also hopes to find the reason for learning kendo in this word "武".
She stepped on the steps, and the thorns on the back were lifted up, and the momentum was as free and easy as thunder. The direction of the wind and the swaying of the grass blades seemed to be pulled by the sword in her hand, forming a strange rhythm. At this moment, she seemed to be integrated with all things in nature.
As if he is superior to all living beings, the vigorous vitality in the body impacts the meridians, and the potential is superimposed layer by layer.
"Drink!" The bones screamed, and the surging Qi broke through the confinement of the body and swept the sword with powerful power. The towering branches and leaves in front of him shook violently, as if they were shaken by a hurricane.
The two people turned out from behind the tree. This sword could be said to be slashing at them indirectly. The thrilling feeling was terrifying. They did not expect that the person who still had the impression of a "weak Qianqian" a few months ago had become strong.
It’s a bit unfathomable!
These two people are the brother and sister Leng Yi'an and Leng Yuzi whom I met on Bijia Mountain. Leng Yi'an's eyes were bright and he had a fierce fighting spirit. He said solemnly, "What a sword."
Leng Yuzi looked at the man holding the sword and couldn't help but feel shocked. This man seemed to be even colder.
Although her expression was cold and sharp before, there was still some warmth in it. Now she looked at them, her expression was as usual, but it was too normal. She had no sadness, no joy, no anger, no sorrow, as if she had restrained all her emotions.
That kind of coldness is not directed at anyone, just because of the height. It is like the immortal playing the piano on the top of the snow-capped mountains, or the foreigner cooking wine and dancing the sword in the moonlight. Standing there in a long sleeved robe, with the nobility of the world
And the mist of the world, occasionally glanced, and saw them in the human world.
She didn't speak and just looked at them, which made people feel restrained. Leng Yuzi explained bravely, "We didn't mean to peek at your practice, we just happened to come over and didn't have time to say hello."
Zhan Changfeng put away his sword and grabbed a kettle, "Is something wrong?"
Leng Yuzi felt relieved and said, "We are here because of the cannibalism incident."
It had been a month since she came down from the Good Medicine Mountain, and two more people seemed to have died in the meantime. There was no trace of the murderer. She didn't care much about it, but occasionally some people were talking on the road, and she listened.
Leng Yi'an over there said bluntly, "Of the thirteen people, you are the only one left now. We, Cheng Zhigao, and Xiao Shaobai, we can't just sit back and wait to die."
Relying on others for protection is not an option, not to mention that they, martial arts students, have to be cautious when entering and exiting, which is really unpleasant.
That thing will always attack them, it's better to design a way to lure it out.
Zhan Changfeng's mind turned around and he roughly understood what they were thinking, "Are you so sure that the Wolf King is seeking revenge?"
"Other than that, there is no other possibility." Leng Yuzi said, "The recent case of cannibalism has confirmed this."
"recent?"
Leng Yuzi asked curiously, "You haven't heard of it, have you?"
"No time to listen."
"..."
The brother and sister couldn't help but look sideways. Do you think you don't take it to heart or are you cultivating yourself crazy?
Leng Yi'an said firmly, "When a recent case of cannibalism occurred, the militia found a strand of wolf hair next to the bones."
"We suspect that the wolf king is responsible. He can enter and leave the village without being discovered, and he can deal with warriors. I'm afraid nothing else can do it except that wolf king."