Heavenly practice

Qin Huang ran away with a smile, and after shaking off Shen Zhuo, he raised his hand and touched his face. The ostentatious face instantly turned into a plain and ordinary face, and on top of him was a disciple of the Suppressing Heaven Sect. Clothes, no one can recognize him.

Along the way, he tricked him out of the Disciple Pavilion, and when he passed the garden of Nanyinxuan, he immediately saw the rigorous young man coming from afar.

The young man had already changed into the clothes of the incoming disciples of Zhentianmen. He was dressed in white with blue patterns, tied around his waist with a blue belt, his cuffs were tightly tied, and his black hair was tied up high.

A dark color flashed across Qin Huang's concealed eyes, he straightened his clothes and stepped forward with a smile, "I've seen Senior Brother Xue."

Xue Junmi obviously had something on his mind, and when he was called out like this, he nodded casually and was about to leave, but he was grabbed by the wrist unexpectedly.

He frowned and looked up at the person coming.

With a face so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary, a young man in his early twenties, with a cultivation level of almost qi, should be a newly recruited outer disciple.

"Let go." He said coldly.

The other party showed an embarrassed expression and let go.

"What's the matter?" Xue Junmi asked in a calm tone.

The young man blushed with embarrassment, "I... have been unable to calm down, and I want... I want to ask my brother for advice, I don't know if my brother can..."

Speaking of the voice of the young man in the back, which was already like a mosquito, Xue Junmi felt a little anxious when he saw the other party's appearance, "I see, you can come when you are free..."

"I'm free now."

"..."

Xue Junmi was speechless while leading him into the gazebo, "Concentrate your breath."

Qin Huang looked at the helplessness in the young man's eyes with a quick smile, then closed his eyes solemnly and began to gather his breath.

"stop."

Xue Junmi looked at him expressionlessly, "Do you know what condensing qi is?"

"The root of qi refining is to find the dantian, gather the qi of hundreds of bones, condense it into shape, and turn it into a sea of ​​qi at the dantian."

The answer was fluent, Xue Junmi asked again, "Then do you know where Dantian is?"

The young man pointed between his legs without hesitation.

Xue Junmi: "..."

If Shen Zhuo slapped him directly, but Xue Junmi was the one in front of him.

Seeing that the other party was still looking at him with a pure face, Xue Junmi was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand to support the young man's hand and moved it up two inches, "Here."

Qin Huang didn't respond.

The juvenile has slender bones, flexible and strong palms, well-defined joints on the back of the hands, slightly cool hands, and thin calluses on the tiger's mouth

The marrow will be washed once after the foundation is established, which is left after the foundation is established, and the young man in front of him has just established the foundation not long ago, but he already has such a layer of cocoon.

Talent is never the only way to success, the bone of a sword is precious, but the heart of a sword is even rarer.

He suddenly smiled, held the boy's hand behind his back, and took a step forward, "Senior brother Xue is a sword cultivator?"

Xue Junmi was not used to such a distance, frowned slightly, and withdrew his hand, "Yeah."

Qin Huang didn't care about it either, and asked, "I've been determined to practice sword cultivation since I was a child, but I couldn't find the right place. I don't know what experience Brother Xue has in sword cultivation. If you can teach me a thing or two, I will be grateful."

Xue Junmi looked at him for a moment and asked, "What's your name?"

"Qingxi Yuhuang, Qinghuang."

"..."

"What's wrong?" Qin Huang asked.

Xue Junmi stared at him for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand to attack the opponent's brow. Qin Huang's eyes froze, he raised his hand to block it, and then clasped his wrist.

Xue Junmi's face did not change at all, he threw up the long sword with his left hand, and when he drew it out of its sheath, he had already slashed at the person in front of him.

The sword seemed random, but Qin Huang straightened his expression and quickly took a step back.

"Crack-"

A crack appeared in the eaves of the pavilion out of thin air, and then it was divided into two halves. Xue Junmi stood in the middle of the ruins, with long hair flying, spotless, and the long sword in his right hand pointed directly at the person opposite.

"Qin Huang."

The young man looked cold, Qin Huang had a cynical smile on his ordinary face, and there was a trace of blood in the corner of his eyes.

"Brother Xue, your sword hurt me."

Xue Junmi frowned, "What is your purpose in coming to suppress Tianmen?"

"Of course I'm here to find someone." Qin Huang raised his eyebrows.

Xue Junmi immediately thought of Shen Zhuo, and immediately turned cold, "There is no one you are looking for here, go out immediately!"

"It's not very convenient here, shall we go into the room and talk?"

"..."

Without waiting for Xue Junmi to get angry, Qin Huang said slowly, "I heard that Xuanyu is also here, I don't know if there are enough people in the town of Tianmen."

"..."

Xue Junmi clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves, and finally withdrew his sword, "What do you want?"

"Apprentice."

"..."

Xue Junmi never expected this answer, and asked silently, "...Isn't he your lord's wife?"

This time it was Qin Huang's turn to be speechless, "It's not Shen Zhuo."

Xue Junmi looked blank, "I refuse."

"Then I will kill your master."

Qin Huang looked at him with a smile, as if saying hello, "Raze the entire Qinyang Mountain."

Xue Junmi frowned, "Aren't you afraid of Shen Zhuo?"

Qin Huang was taken aback, thinking he meant that Shen Zhuo would sue Chang Ming, and said indifferently, "Your Majesty is not someone who listens to pillow talk."

"..."

Xue Junmi thought for a moment that something was wrong with his ears, "What?"

Qin Huang didn't say any more, stepped into the ruins slowly, and stood in front of Xue Junmi, "Only I can let you step into the real way of swordsmanship."

"Then it will become your sword-testing stone." Xue Junmi said.

Qin Huang's expression froze, and then he smiled, "You know."

The way of the sword, as soon as you go forward, gods stop and kill gods, and Buddhas stop and kill Buddhas, there is no one who can prove the way of the sword.

Throughout the ages, the monks who ascended to become immortals were not necessarily the strongest, but the sword cultivators who ascended must be the strongest. This is the way of sword cultivators.

Therefore, since ancient times, Dacheng sword cultivators who want to become Tao must look for the sword test stone.

This sword-testing stone may be your old enemy, it may be your relative, but in the end it must be the person you want to defeat, but this man in front of you wants to cultivate the sword-testing stone by himself.

"Those with sword bones have no sword heart, those with sword heart have no perseverance, and those with perseverance have no Taoist heart, except you."

Qin Huang's eyes were as deep as the black sea, and his smile turned into an abyss that swallowed people's hearts. It was undisguised ambition, "There must be a battle between you and me."

There was a strange smile on the ordinary face of the young man, and Xue Junmi couldn't breathe with his aura and coercion. When he couldn't help swinging his sword, the coercion suddenly disappeared.

The young man in front of him showed a ruffian-like smile as if nothing had happened, lifted Xue Junmi's chin with a folding fan, and said ambiguously, "Of course, Xiao Wuya can't teach you, only I..."

Xue Junmi finally couldn't bear it anymore, and stabbed with a sword. The sword energy brought up a strong wind, and brushed Qin Huang's long hair, revealing those arrogant and sinister eyes.

"good."

After Qin Huang said this, he didn't even move, and Xue Junmi lost his figure in front of his eyes.

Shocked, he subconsciously slashed back behind him, but his wrist was easily restrained.

A contemptuous and mocking voice sounded.

"Is this your sword?"

"..."

Xue Junmi's pupils shrank sharply, and he stood there holding his sword, those words pierced into the depths of his mind like a needle.

"when--"

The long sword was released, and the young man fell back. Qin Huang, who was standing behind him, smiled softly and caught him just in time.

Looking down at the boy, he smiled, "It's quite stubborn."

After finishing speaking, he hugged Xue Junmi in his arms, and when he was about to climb over the wall and leave, he thought about taking the sword with him, otherwise this kid would definitely make a fuss when he woke up later.

So he turned around to pick up the sword again, and was kicked away by Feiqi.

"..."

"Made Xuanyu, are you crazy!"

Qin Huang fell to the ground to protect Xue Junmi in his arms, and roared angrily.

It was so dangerous that he almost broke his sword-testing stone.

The noble and glamorous witch snorted coldly, "Bah! Another pair of dogs and men!"

Qin Huang: "..."