Boil the heavens

Guo Jing's Yuenv sword is very complete, after a whole set of procedures, there is no flaw in the moves, but Yan Fei always feels that this set of swordsmanship lacks soul and something very important is missing, just like the evil swordsmanship of the Xiaoaojianghu Lin family .

Yan Fei was very curious about this.

"Teacher, please read!" Hearing this, Han Xiaoying went back to the tent without any hesitation and took out the cheat book and handed it to Yan Fei.

Several other people opened their mouths to speak, but after thinking about it, they didn't say anything.

In their eyes, a Yue Nu Sword is a treasure, an untold secret, but in the eyes of Yan Fei, the number one in the world, what is it?

Given his identity and strength, no one would think that Yan Fei was greedy for Yue Nv's swordsmanship. After suppressing his instinct to stop the impulse, the Jiangnan Seven Monsters all thought that Yan Fei wanted to teach Seventh Sister's swordsmanship sincerely.

There are two cheat books that Han Xiaoying handed to Yan Fei, the first is a regular book, and the second is a scroll of bamboo slips.

Holding two different cheat books in both hands, Yan Fei noticed something different in an instant.

The bamboo slips on the right hand are very round due to years of manipulation, but Yan Fei has a sense of the sharpness of a sword in his hand.

Curiosity opened up first, and there was no text, but only a picture, a picture of a girl waving a whip to herd sheep, which has been blurred but can be vaguely seen.

There was nothing unusual at first glance, but when his hands touched the picture of the girl driving the sheep, Yan Fei's palm suddenly lifted from the picture, and his fingers felt as if they were being pricked by needles!

After thinking about it, he opened another paper cheat book. From the beginning to the end, it was quite satisfactory, without any special features, it was just the sword technique that Guo Jing used just now.

Attention shifted to the bamboo slips again. After thinking for a while, Yan Fei sat down cross-legged, put the bamboo slips between his knees, and placed his palms on the bamboo slips again. At the same time, the innate qi in his body slowly covered the entire picture along the palms.

I can't understand what kind of operation this is. The Jiangnan Seven Monsters are very confused, but Yan Fei sees a completely different world.

Using zhenqi as the medium, Yan Fei saw countless sword shadows in the notches of this picture, naturally he can do whatever he wants, omnipotent!

I couldn't help being so engrossed that I even forgot Wang Lin's competition.

After a while, the contest between Wang Lin and Guo Jing ended, and Yan Fei also opened his eyes.

Sword intent?

Opening his eyes, looking at this still blurred picture, Yan Fei was amazed.

Looking at Han Xiaoying and the expectant gazes of the crowd, Yan Fei pondered for a while, organized his words, "If you guessed correctly, the swordsmanship that the female hero Han is practicing now should also be comprehended by the predecessors from this picture scroll, comprehended If you understand the true meaning in the painting, the power of swordsmanship is not small, but now you have not comprehended the true meaning, you are just honing your moves, so the power is not obvious, calm down and communicate with true energy, Han Nuxia, try it."

"Is there a sword technique in this painting?" Guo Jing was confused, it was just a painting, where did the sword technique come from?

"To be precise, it's not swordsmanship. There's no one move or one style here, but there is a unique artistic conception of Yue Nu Sword." Yan Fei didn't know how to describe it. In short, it was mysterious and mysterious.

Guo Jing shut up, Han Xiaoying pondered, but when she opened her eyes, she shook her head and smiled wryly, without gaining any results. The others tried in turn, but the result was still the same.

"Guo Jing, so you're here? Let's go, let's go play!" At this moment, a clear female voice came, dressed beautifully but plainly, with a handsome face, bouncing up and down, very happy, with a hug in her arms. A little lamb, the person who came was Hua Zheng.

"Huh? What are you playing with? What kind of painting is this? Let me see it?" Seeing the crowd surrounding the bamboo slips, Hua Zheng came over and looked around curiously.

"Ah, how can this person still move? It's fun!" On a whim, without asking the owner for permission, Huazheng directly picked up the bamboo slips and looked at them carefully in front of her eyes.

"What, there is no such thing as driving sheep..."

While watching, he muttered that the Seven Devils of the South of the Yangtze River wanted to get back the cheat book, but when Yan Fei saw Hua Zheng's gesticulating hand, he immediately stopped everyone.

"Wait, Hua Zheng seems to have realized something." Yan Fei whispered.

"Comprehension?" The Seven Devils of the South of the Yangtze River looked at me and I looked at you, unbelievable.

What are you kidding?Could it be that they are not as good as a little girl with so many people?

"Let Huazheng take a look. If you really understand it, that's a good thing." Han Xiaoying, who is the owner of the cheat book, spoke, and the others couldn't say much.

After looking at it for a long time, Huazheng stuffed the bamboo slips into Han Xiaoying's arms, "Sister Han, is this yours? Give it back to you, the people in the painting can still move, it's so funny."

"Hua Zheng, have you learned any martial arts from this painting?" Han Xiaoying asked.

"Martial arts? No, I just saw the girl in the painting herding sheep." Blinking her big eyes, Hua Zheng tilted her cute little head.

"Guo Jing, compare swords with Hua Zheng." Picking up two dead wood branches, Yan Fei handed them to Guo Jing and Hua Zheng.

"Competing swords, I can't!" Huazheng was confused.

"It's okay, just compare Guo Jing with the girl herding the sheep you just saw. As long as you defeat him, Guo Jing doesn't need to practice today and can play with you all day." Yan Fei laughed.

"Really?" Huazheng was surprised.

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midnight.

On a high mountain not far from the tribe, Yan Fei was dancing with his sword.

There is no specific move, just move according to the heart and act according to the will, but it is such a random sword move that is as natural as it is, making Yan Fei fall into a state of almost epiphany.

Abandoning the wooden sword to pick up branches, while dancing, Yan Fei has a feeling of not being stuck in things.

It seems to be right in front of your eyes, but you just can't touch it.

Even as indifferent as Yan Fei, he couldn't help but feel as uncomfortable as a cat scratching.

I tried it for a while, but I didn't have the same feeling just now, I scratched my head, making trouble!

During the day, Yan Fei saw a lot from the picture of the Yue Nu Sword, and also had a lot of insights, but his realm was too high, and the picture was already much incomplete, so there was always a gap between what he saw and what he felt. It's like looking at flowers in the fog and not seeing them clearly.

"Oh... Forget it, although there is no further progress, but the swordsmanship has become more and more harmonious, which is also a great improvement!" Calming down his good mood, Yan Fei's indifference made him not entangled.

If it doesn’t work now, it might not be possible in the future. With a lot of accumulation, he believes that if the quantitative change is enough, it will inevitably lead to a qualitative change.

And at this moment, Guo Jing had already climbed up.

"Daoist Yan, are you also going to teach me martial arts? Forget it, I'm too stupid, no matter how much I teach it, it's useless." With Ma Yu's experience, Guo Jing probably guessed that Yan Fei asked him out in the middle of the night. the goal of.

It's just that he himself has completely lost the anticipation and excitement he had when he learned inner skills from Ma Yu. He lowered his head and stomped on the stones under his feet in desperation.

During the day, he competed swords with Wang Lin and Hua Zheng respectively.

Wang Lin was young, and his acting skills were not good enough. Even a simple and honest guy like Guo Jing could clearly feel the mercy of his opponent, but even so, he survived a lot of tricks, which didn't make him discouraged.

What really made him desperate was the contest with Huazheng.

Huazheng, who knew the basics and was completely ignorant of martial arts, but looked at that painting for a while, and he was no longer an opponent. He competed three times in a row, but each time he couldn't hold out three or five moves.

After repeated blows, coupled with the fact that his masters only know how to exert pressure but not comfort, Guo Jing is really desperate.

Smiling, Yan Fei didn't speak, but suddenly performed lightness kung fu, and appeared in front of Guo Jing in an instant, put his two fingers together, and directly tapped the Tanzhong acupoint on his chest.

Xiantian zhenqi rushes into the body, and in an instant, the meridians are dredged, the acupoints are clear, the blood is accelerated, and the suffocating depression in the heart is gradually spit out with the breath.