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After the first pass, the barrier loosened, and Qu Zixiu quickly started the second strike. During the second strike, the depth of the strike was significantly smaller than the first strike.

dong dong——

Feng Shen felt that every time he knocked, it seemed to make his blood boil even more. If the first time was just a loosening of the barrier, after a few times, he clearly felt that the outermost barrier had fallen off.

Suddenly, Qu Zixiu and Ming Chen's movements stopped.

Feng Shen didn't understand, so he looked at the two, Qu Zixiu raised his eyes to look at Feng Shen, and said, "This last time, the force will be stronger than before, and it may hurt, hold back."

Feng Shen nodded heavily. He had been in the abyss of despair, and suddenly the ladder that reached to the sky was hanging down. Even if he risked falling down and dying, Feng Shen would try it.

Qu Zixiu glanced at Ming Chen, and the two cooperated again.

"boom--"

Feng Shen's figure flickered, and he almost fell on the bed. Although Qu Zixiu had told him in advance that it would hurt, he didn't expect it to be so painful.

"Boom-boom-"

The last thin layer of barriers clings to Feng Shen's dantian, and every time he strikes, it feels like hitting directly on the dantian, and the pain is so painful that he can't help but want to tremble all over.

A dense layer of sweat gradually emerged from Feng Shen's forehead, and he bit his lips firmly to prevent himself from making a sound of pain, lest it would affect Qu Zixiu and Ming Chen's movements.

Feng Shen gradually felt that his head was heavy, and he was barely able to maintain his consciousness, so as not to let himself completely pass out, and he didn't know how long it took, until he was already numb from pain, Qu Zixiu and Ming Chen calmed down action.

Even though Qu Zixiu had already perfected the use of Qianjiyan, his forehead was also covered with fine sweat after doing this. He took a deep breath, smiled at the extremely pale Feng Shen, and said : "Okay."

Feng Shen had already felt the changes in his body, but he only felt as if he was in a dream. He couldn't believe it. Now that he got a correct word from Qu Zixiu, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

He held Qu Zixiu's hands tightly with both hands, choked up and unable to speak.

Feeling his slightly trembling fingers, Qu Zixiu smiled softly, "Senior brother, I'm from a family, it's not good for you to keep holding me like this."

Mingchen: "..." Such a familiar reason!

Feng Shen is so excited now, his heart is full of waves, his gratitude to Qu Zixiu has suppressed all his rationality, he immediately let go of his hand, turned his head to look at Ming Chen, and said embarrassingly : "Sorry, I'm so excited."

Mingchen: "..."

Feng Shen was already so excited that he couldn't tell the north from the south, and the joy even covered up the severe pain on his body.

Qu Zixiu explained a few words briefly, then gave him two pills that could be used to relieve pain, and then left quietly.

Holding the elixir in his hand, Feng Shen couldn't help laughing foolishly.

He put away the elixir casually, this kind of pain is the pain of joy, the pain of happiness, he wants to enjoy the slightest bit of pain.

Although Feng Shen has been unable to advance in these years, he has never given up on himself because of this, and he still practices step by step every day.

Therefore, once the barrier was removed, he could only feel that the aura around him was continuously gathering towards his body, and his cultivation base was like a rocket, rising towards him.

After Qu Zixiu and Ming Chen returned to their residence, they sat quietly and adjusted their breath for a while, and the soreness on their bodies gradually eased.

Quzi slender breathed a sigh of relief, with a slight smile on his face, he said with a smile: "It seems to be a little more difficult than I imagined!"

That's what he said, but the smile on the corner of Qu Zixiu's mouth was too bright, and there was no sadness hindered by difficulties at all.

Ming Chen also couldn't help chuckling: "The favor is paid off."

After reciprocating courtesy, Ming Chen and Qu Zixiu could accept the white jade hairpin given to them by Feng Shen with peace of mind.

On this day, Zhang Fengyang and Montaigne quarreled fiercely on the Sword Practice Cliff, and the way they quarreled made Qu Zixiu and Mingchen feel extraordinarily special.

Qu Zixiu rolled his eyes speechlessly, shrugged his shoulders and looked at Ming Chen with a helpless expression on his face.

The expression on Ming Chen's face was exactly the same as that of Qu Zixiu.

It's really strange that two people at the master level quarreled, and what they said in the quarrel was as if they were quarreling with elementary school students.

Zhang Fengyang said viciously: "My method is suitable for the two of them, I am teaching students according to their aptitude!!!"

Montaigne retorted: "My method is more suitable, and can maximize their potential!!!"

Zhang Fengyang: "Mine is suitable, mine is good!"

Montaigne: "Your is not suitable, mine is suitable, and mine is good!"

"My good!"

"My good!"

……

Seeing that the level of the quarrel seemed to be getting lower and lower, Qu Zixiu couldn't stand it any longer. He stepped between the two of them and said in an extremely loud voice: "Stop!"

The word Qu Zixiu wrapped up his cultivation, directly suppressed the childish words of the two people, and drifted in the mountain stream with the wind for a while before dissipating.

Zhang Fengyang and Montaigne were silent at the same time, and the next moment, their gazes were aligned, with scorching heat, they stared straight at Qu Zixiu, and asked him whose position he stood on.

Qu Zixiu slowly pulled a slightly bitter smile from the corner of his mouth, and said embarrassingly: "I think what the two masters said is reasonable, and they are both quite good..."

Qu Zixiu didn't speak this ambiguous words, but the eyes of Zhang Fengyang and Montaigne gradually became unfriendly.

Seeing that something was wrong, Ming Chen quickly stepped in, stood in front of Qu Zixiu, smiled at the two of them, and said, "Practice brings true knowledge, the methods of the two masters do have their own strengths, and we are forced to learn from them." It is indeed too difficult to choose one, so why don't Zixiu and I try your methods separately?"

Ming Chen felt that the smile on his face was about to freeze, he blinked innocently, and looked at Zhang Fengyang and Montaigne sincerely.

After a while, Montaigne snorted coldly and said, "Practice will show that my method is correct."

Not to be outdone, Zhang Fengyang answered, "Then let's wait and see the real chapter!"

Qu Zixiu and Ming Chen looked at each other, and breathed a sigh of relief, hearing what it meant, this matter was settled like this.

In the next moment, two forces touched Quzixiu and Mingchen at the same time, and they were pulled towards opposite directions at the same time.

Thus, a picture like this appeared, Montaigne pulling Ming Chen, Zhang Fengyang pulling Qu Zixiu, the two people's eyes were facing each other, it was as if the tip of a needle was facing the wheat, and it seemed that sparks would burst out in the eyes in the next second generally.

"It's limited to one month, and then we will have a competition." Montaigne said confidently.

Zhang Fengyang did not show any weakness, and said, "See you in a month."

As a result, Ming Chen and Qu Zixiu were directly dragged by the two masters and parted ways.

Mingchen: "..."

Qu Zixiu: "..."

Seeing that the distance between the two was getting farther and farther, Qu Zixiu broke free from Zhang Fengyang's shackles directly, and said loudly: "Two masters, even if we have to compete in a month's time, there is no need to separate Chenchen and me. , we are Taoist couples!!!"

Qu Zixiu bit the word "Tao couple" heavily, intending to let Zhang Fengyang and Montaigne understand that even if they are the test subjects of the two of them now, they should be together.

Hearing this, Zhang Fengyang glanced at Qu Zixiu with disgust, and said, "You can't bear with such a critical period, can you wait for this month to pass?!"

Qu Zixiu shook his head, and replied solemnly: "Not even a day!"

Zhang Fengyang: "..."

Montaigne is now on the absolute opposite side of Zhang Fengyang, seeing Zhang Fengyang deflated, he couldn't help laughing, he laughed and said: "Sect Master, you really can't do without my apprentice, otherwise, why don't you just let Zixiu do it?" Just follow me."

Apparently, Montaigne had forgotten at this moment that Qu Zixiu was also his apprentice.

Obviously it was Montaigne who was provoking, but Zhang Fengyang gave Qu Zixiu a look of "I hate iron but not steel".

Qu Zixiu rubbed his nose, and couldn't help but feel a little bit wronged that such a peerless and good man would be rejected because he was too infatuated.

However, Montaigne hadn't been complacent for long before he heard Ming Chen suddenly say, "Master, I don't spend much time with Zixiu, so we can't be forced to let you and Master Fengyang quarrel faster just because you and Master Fengyang are not fighting each other faster." separate."

Mingchen's attitude is extremely firm, obviously he has the same idea as Quzixiu, no matter what, he and Quzixiu will never be separated for this month.

The smile on Montaigne's face froze, and he felt as if an invisible wind had suddenly hit him and slapped him hard on the face.

The final result was that Meng Tian and Zhang Fengyang taught Mingchen and Quzixiu separately during the teaching time, and once the teaching time was over, Mingchen and Quzixiu still had to be together.

One month later

After many days, Qu Zixiu and Ming Chen competed again. They hadn't trained together in a month, and they were a little unfamiliar with each other's moves.

In the beginning, the two were still mainly probing, but gradually, they figured out each other's way, and the fighting became faster and more intense.

The two were fighting with swords and guns, while Zhang Fengyang and Montaigne, who were watching the battle below, were also fighting with each other. DIJIUZWW.Ninth

Zhang Fengyang: "Look at my Zixiu, how chic and elegant this figure is. If this person is released to brush twice, the number of people who will sign up for my Promise Sect will definitely be more than half of what it is now."

Montaigne glanced at him lightly, and said with a smile: "In terms of appearance, my family's Mingchen is definitely better. He can teach melody to fans."

Zhang Fengyang choked up for a moment, he was really powerless to refute this sentence!

The voices of the two people did not deliberately lower their voices, just like their usual conversations. Although Ming Chen and Qu Zixiu were concentrating on the competition, it is a monk's instinct to listen to all directions. Montaigne's words are unbiased and unreliable. The words without saying a word fell directly into the ears of the two of them.

Quzi's figure trembled, and he staggered suddenly. He almost failed to maintain his figure, and fell directly from midair.

Ming Chen also froze, his expression was indescribably complicated, and the movements of his hands involuntarily slowed down by half a beat.

The two looked at each other, seeing a bit of helplessness in each other's eyes, and then continued to compete.

Ming Chen's comprehension is not bad, but compared with Qu Zixiu, he lacks too much experience. In these days, Montaigne has given Ming Chen a high-intensity special training for this problem, and he insisted on using his contingency The ability has improved a lot.

A sword was swung at a tricky angle, Ming Chen quickly dodged and dodged, Qu Zixiu's eyes lit up, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Ming Chen took a full view of Qu Zixiu's surprised expression, and couldn't help showing a somewhat smug look on his face, and swung the sword move directly towards Qu Zixiu.

The sound of ping-ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong swords was heard continuously in mid-air, surrounded by the roaring mountain wind, which seemed extraordinarily turbulent.

Ming Chen's eyes lit up, and the sword move in his hand changed suddenly, and he directly attacked a weak point of Qu Zixiu, but the joy in his eyes hadn't fully bloomed, and there was a smile on the corner of Qu Zixiu's mouth.

With a flash of his figure, the sword move in his hand came directly.

Oops!

Ming Chen was startled, when he wanted to dodge, it was already too late.

Victory and defeat.

Zhang Fengyang glanced at Montaigne proudly, and said with a smile, "How about it, I'm the best!"

Zhang Fengyang's proud expression was like a male peacock spreading his tail in anger, his whole body was full of pride.

Before Montaigne could retort, Qu Zixiu came over, took over the conversation, and said, "Master Montaigne's method is very useful, and has greatly improved Chenchen's shortcomings in actual combat."

Montaigne snorted coldly, and said with a smile: "Zixiu can win, not because you teach well, but because Zixiu's swordsmanship is better than Chenchen's."

Although it was said before that it was up to this competition to decide whose teaching method to adopt, the two completely ignored the result, and a dispute inevitably occurred.

In the end, as a last resort, the two decided to teach at the same time, but Ming Chen and Qu Zixiu had to work hard to accept the two education methods at the same time.

"Chenchen, a group of alchemists will come to our Wuji Sect in two days. They will refine some pills for the sect in public. You can go over and have a look. It would be good to steal a teacher." Zhang Fengyang said suddenly.

Zhang Fengyang only knew that Mingchen could make alchemy, and speculated that Mingchen had a deep love for alchemy, thinking that this time, the alchemist must teach him some experience, which could be regarded as a little benefit for his apprentice as a master.

Ming Chen nodded in agreement.