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Feng Qingjiu came to a bamboo forest and sat cross-legged.

Open the first page of the Unparalleled Sword Manual.

It was written on it: The so-called unparalleled swordsmanship is best without any moves, but there must be moves. Moves should be like thunder, and simplicity is the key to success. Complexity means no speed.

When you attack, you must have a method, stand still, up and down, left and right, diagonally up, left and right, diagonally down.

There are eight routes, and one side, and the side rotates once. Nine parts are complete, so there are seventy-two routes.

The enemy's killer only has one move. Stir and then stab, turning defense into offense. The enemy has a thousand moves, but I only have seventy-two swords.

From this, you can reach all ten directions. The change of direction depends on speed, not moves. Use the shortest distance to perform the simplest moves.

In short, it means up and down, left and right, diagonally up and left and right, and diagonally down and left and right.

After nine turns, it has traveled in all directions. But speed is the key.

In the world, it is just a matter of turning the flaws around. No moves are moves, how can the moves be ignored...!

There are also many little people holding swords.

System: [Host, you now sit cross-legged, memorize the formula and moves of the unparalleled sword technique, and then circulate the Stream Cloud Piaofeng in your body to assist the sword technique.]

Feng Qingjiu closed his eyes and sat cross-legged!

System: [Host, why did you close your eyes? Don’t you remember the sword moves? ]

Feng Qingjiu: [I have a photographic memory, I have memorized it.]

System: [Damn... I've bound so many hosts, and you're the best.]

The moment Feng Qingjiu closed his eyes, the contents of the sword manual appeared in his mind.

After a long time, a layer of air waves slowly appeared around Fengqing wine.

Suddenly Feng Qingjiu opened his eyes and unsheathed his Wushuang sword!

The sword emits a faint blue light, as if telling of its former glory and silence.

Feng Qingjiu's movements were smooth and powerful, and the tip of the sword drew graceful arcs under the moonlight.

Her steps were steady, and each one was coordinated with her sword moves, as if she was performing a silent sword dance.

Every time the sword tip touches the air, a clear sword sound is emitted, echoing in the bamboo forest at night.

The surrounding scenery also seemed to be infected by the sword energy of Feng Qingjiu.

The tree branches were also dancing in the wind, adding a different touch of charm to her sword practice.

There was no expression on Feng Qingjiu's face, but there was a firm light in his eyes.

Every time he swung the sword, it was as if he was fighting the demon in his heart, and every time he put the sword away, he seemed so calm and composed.

She seemed to have become one with the sword. The sword was her and she was the sword.

I don’t know how long I practiced until a yellow halo appeared in the east!

"Ha...!" Feng Qingjiu flew up and swept towards the bamboo forest with the sword in his hand.

The moment the sword energy arrived, a large bamboo forest fell down!

Fengqing wine fell gently to the ground!

System: [Host...you are truly the best person I have ever met. ]

Feng Qingjiu looked at the fallen bamboo forest in front of her and asked with confidence, "Tongtong, what level am I now?"

The system's excited voice sounded: "Breakthrough to level one but not to level two!"

"what?"

"Just broke through to the first level?"

Feng Qingjiu shouted in disbelief.

System: [Host, you have broken through the first level in one night, which is already amazing! ]

Feng Qingjiu: "Tongtong, look at how a large bamboo forest has collapsed, how come it has only broken through to the first level? Could you be mistaken?"

System: [Host, this is the power of the Wushuang Sword Manual. Although you are only at the first level, you can definitely defeat a third level person and kill him instantly! ]

[The Unparalleled Sword Manual is extremely difficult to master. Even the master who created it took twenty years to reach the eighth level. You broke through the first level in one night, which has surpassed everyone. However, the next level will be more difficult to practice. The first level is just the basic sword. It will take you about half a year to break through the second level!]

Feng Qingjiu held his forehead with his hand: "Tongtong, if you say so, how long will it take me to reach the seventh level?"

System: [Hmm...According to last night's speed, if we extrapolate, we will be able to reach the seventh level in about seven or eight years.]

Feng Qingjiu opened his mouth wide: "Seven... eight... years...?"

Kill me! Fengqing wine fell into the bamboo leaves with a thud, forming a big Chinese character.

System: [Host, you are already a very powerful existence. ]

Feng Qingjiu lay down and sighed: "Alas... I overestimated myself and underestimated the difficulty of the sword manual. Seven or eight years of practice is really too long."

"If you want to defeat Murong Xue, even if you jump to a higher level, you need to at least reach the second level, right?"

System: [According to common sense, it will take you about half a year to reach the second level! ]

Feng Qingjiu sat up: "I just don't believe this, I must break through to the second level within three months!"

“Keep going…!”

Feng Qingjiu picked up the Wushuang Sword and started practicing again!

"what……!"

After practicing for a while, Feng Qingjiu felt a tightness in his chest, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out!

"puff……!"

Feng Qingjiu wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "Tongtong, what's going on? Why can't I get to that point?"

System: [Host, you haven't rested for a whole night. You need to rest now. Otherwise, your body will be exhausted and the difficulty of the sword manual will make you obsessed.]

[Practicing Wushuang Sword requires concentration and calmness. The reason you achieved such good results last night was because you were calm. Now you want to practice it as quickly as possible, but haste makes waste.]

Feng Qingjiu put away the Wushuang Sword: "Okay! Go back and have a rest, and come back to practice in the evening."

...............

A cozy courtyard.

"Madam, madam, the young lady is missing!" Xia Ling knocked on Song Shu's door.

Song Shu hurriedly got up and opened the door, only to see Xia Ling standing at the door crying.

"Xia Ling, what's wrong?"

Xia Ling wiped her tears and said, "Madam, this morning I went to the room to prepare for the young lady to wash, but the young lady was not in the room at all... Madam, could the young lady have been kidnapped?"

"What, kidnapping?" When Song Shu heard the word kidnapping, she panicked for a moment.

"Ah Qiu, Ah Chun, let's go report to the police...!"

When the people on the roof heard that Feng Qingjiu was gone, they all looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Zhuifeng, did you see the princess being kidnapped?"

Zhuifeng shook his head: "No!"

"Let's go back to the palace and report to the prince that the princess has been kidnapped!"

Zhuidian nodded: "Okay, let's go!"

When Song Shu and her companions arrived at the front yard gate in a mighty procession, they happened to meet Feng Qingjiu who had returned.

"Hey... Mom, where are you going?"

Seeing her daughter, Song Shu's heart finally settled down: "Ajiu...where have you been? I was so scared. I thought you were kidnapped and was about to report it to the police!"

Report to the official?

I went out last night and thought I would be back soon, so I didn't tell my beautiful mother. Who knew I would practice until morning.

Feng Qingjiu laughed and said, "Mother, I went out because I had something to do. I'm sorry, mother, for making you worry!"

Song Shu tapped her daughter's nose and said, "You, remember to tell your mother where you are going next time!"

Feng Qingjiu hugged the beautiful mother's arm: "I know, mother!"