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Mu Yang was in the training room, repeating the action of the sword over and over again, as if he had forgotten the exhaustion, sweat was spilled on the floor, but he didn't mean to stop at all.

　　 Although Mu Yang looked lazy and would lie down at all times, once he started practicing, he really worked very hard. Few people could see his efforts.

　　 A lot of people have already made his progress. They all rely on talent and luck, but that's not the case.

　　 After such a long time of practice, in the appearance of the moves, he has imitated the demonstration of the dog brother, and he has already looked good.

But the will is still too bad, he can't find the feeling of wanting to kill, even if the dog brother portrays various scenes for him, he still can't bring it in, and he can't mentally meet the killing heart. Point.

　　 "Oh, it really doesn't work."

　　 Muyang wiped the sweat from his forehead, squatted half on the ground, propped the ground with a sword.

　　 Brother Gou comforted: "Come slowly, anyway, we all know your trash."

　　 "I wipe it! You are still hurting me at this time, so how come you can't teach me."

Brother Gou smiled, "I think, in fact, every time you take a sword, you have too many concerns, and you simply cannot meet the requirements of killing. You will always subconsciously think about killing people. If you can't concentrate, your will will not be concentrated."

When Brother Gou came to the point, Mu Yang himself also had obvious feelings. Although he had been practicing for so long, he had been thinking and worrying all the time, and could not concentrate on the sword practice. His mood was unstable. It is difficult to produce results.

　　 "Oh, forget it, I feel awkward, take a rest, and change to the wind."

　　 After spending so much time on the Chitian Heart Sword, Mu Yang has almost entered a dead end. He needs to adjust himself in a different way in time.

　　 But at this moment, someone suddenly knocked on Muyang's door!

　　 "Fuck! Muyang, open the passage!"

　　 "Come in, come in!"

　　 Brother Gou rushed into the trading space, so late, who would come to him?

　　 Muyang calmed down a bit, then shouted: "Who?"

　　 "Junior, it’s me."

　　 Brother Fu Luochen?

Why is he here?

　　 Muyang simply tidied up, smoothed his hair, and then ran over and opened the door, "Brother, is it so late, what's the matter?"

　　 Fu Luochen's purple eyes looked a little awkward at night, and the white light reflected by the white snow in the distance reflected on Fu Luochen's body, feeling that his temperament had become a little strange.

　　 Fu Luochen glanced around in Muyang's room, wondering, "Who did you talk to just now?"

　　 "Ah? No, no one, I'm talking to myself, I'm a little annoyed in practicing swordsmanship, I'm making complaints, haha, brother laughed."

　　 Fu Luochen saw Mu Yang's clothes soaked in sweat and the hair twisted together due to sweat, so he no longer doubted, "Oh, this way, the younger brother is so hard. Master will be very pleased to know."

　　 Muyang scratched his head to ease his embarrassment, but fortunately, he mixed in witty.

　　 "It's okay. Master told me that you are trying to practice Shenfeng Step recently. I have practiced it before. Let me see if there is anything that can help."

　　 Hearing this, Mu Yang's heart warmed!

　　 Old Xue actually cared so much about himself, and even arranged a full-time coach for him!

　　 Just in time, Mu Yang was about to practice the kamikaze step, so he nodded quickly, "Yes, of course! Of course, I still don’t understand much."

　　 Muyang immediately closed the door and walked to the central garden with Fu Luochen.

　　 Fu Luochen asked Mu Yang some information as he walked, "How long have you practiced Shenfeng Step?"

　　 Muyang forgot, "It's been almost six or seven days."

　　 "Oh, that's just getting started. When I was learning Shenfeng Step, I didn't even touch the threshold for six or seven days. Junior brother, where are you?"

　　 Actually, if Mu Yang is really allowed to practice by himself, let alone six or seven days, he may not be able to reach the threshold even for ten and a half months.

And he has the guidance of Brother Gou, so it’s different. As a sacred beast, Brother Gou’s comprehension ability is extraordinary. It only took a day or two to touch the threshold. Coupled with the teaching of Old Xue, Brother Gou is very Already understood it thoroughly.

　　 Muyang followed the dog brother to study, and the progress would naturally not be too slow.

　　 But in order to pretend to be humble, Mu Yang shook his head, "I don't have any clues yet."

Fu Luochen nodded, "Well, after all, using your current realm to practice profound martial arts is indeed a bit tight. There is a big difference between profound martial arts and yellow martial arts. That is the difference between thought and will, spiritual veins. It’s often difficult to practice profound martial arts in the realm, so you don’t have to have too much burden, try your best, and it will be easier to understand when you reach the Linglun realm in the future.

　　 Fu Luochen told Mu Yang a lot of great truths. Anyway, he taught him in the manner of someone who came over. Anyway, Mu Yang would just follow behind and listen quietly.

　　 During the conversation, they had already arrived in the garden. There was a small square here, enough for Muyang to perform.

　　 Fu Luochen pointed to the small square and said, "Come on, show it to me."

　　 "Huh? But I haven't practiced yet."

　　 "It's okay~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I see how much you understand. Don't worry about making a fool of yourself. Brothers won't laugh at you. Only by exposing the problem will I know where to give you guidance."

　　 Muyang let out a long sigh of relief, "Well then, I will show my ugliness!"

　　 Muyang began to mobilize spiritual power, lingering on his feet, and at the same time, pour spiritual power into his boots through his feet, activate the aid of the spiritual device, and then follow the heart tactics of Shenfeng Step to begin to use it.

　　咻! call out! call out!

Mu Yang seemed to transform into a small white whirlwind, dashing around in this small square. Compared to when he first started practicing, he can basically walk out of a shape now. A sensible person can tell at a glance that he is displaying God. Wind step.

　　 And Mu Yang was concentrating on performing Shenfeng Step, completely ignoring Fu Luochen on the side, and was already dumbfounded and shocked.

　　 He kept wiping his eyes, trying to see if he had hallucinations because of the dim moonlight?

　　 confirmed it several times, but the result was no. Mu Yang jumped over in front of his eyes, how could there be a fake?

　　 He almost said to himself with a trembling voice, "This...is what it should be like just practicing for six or seven days? Is this kid playing me?"

　　 He suddenly didn't want to teach anymore, he would teach a fart after all this! Thinking of what I said just now, my face was so hot and painful!

　　 I didn't pretend that I was forced to do so, and I was slapped in the face so quickly by Mu Yang, and even was reversed by Mu Yang!

　　 When Mu Yang stopped, Fu Luochen was already dumbfounded.