As everyone gradually dispersed, Zeng Yunfeng still placed the sword on his knees, sat next to the cliff, thinking quietly to meditate.

He does this every day, meditating at three o'clock and one line, practicing, meditating, meditating, practicing, meditating, and then going home to sleep at night.

Every day is extremely boring. Occasionally, Yue Lingshan would pester him and ask him to catch pheasants and run around on Mount Hua. Zeng Yunfeng is very familiar with these because he is very active when it comes to eating. Because he knows something very well. Although Mount Hua is a relatively rich martial arts sect in the local area, it is relatively hard, especially in the lack of supplies on the mountain, so it is very troublesome to transport things to the mountain.

So the things made by these chefs on the mountain are barely edible. If you really want to say they are delicious, you really can't find them. What's more, Yue Buqun on the mountain is his wife who gave him a small kitchen, and the other disciples eat the chef's cooking works, and he can only follow the chef to eat the chef's small handheld style of three moves and two styles. What's the use? There is no oil or water at all.

So whenever Yue Lingshan finds Zeng Yunfeng and says he is fighting pheasants and hares, Zeng Yunfeng is excited. You should know that Zeng Yunfeng's kung fu foundation is based on food, and the first few months are very difficult, but there is nothing on Mount Hua, so he can only dig the rice desperately.

Therefore, among the many disciples of the Huashan Sect, he got a big bucket of rice. He had no objection to this. After all, this is a fact. He can eat, and his martial arts skills are poor. Many people say behind his back that he is a bucket of rice picked up by Yue Buqun. If his martial arts skills are not good, he will be the first to eat.

During lunch, Zeng Yunfeng took the meal and sat aside. No one wanted to sit next to him, but everyone lit Zeng Yunfeng's back and said, "Look, this is Lin Pingzhi, the young escort leader of the Fuwei Escort Agency. Now he is in trouble and has a young master's temper. The key is still a bucket of food."

"Just, look at what they practiced in the Evil-Baring Sword Technique? He was the playboy who was in the Golden Shrine in the play. The Lin family Evil-Baring Sword Technique was powerful in the martial arts world. Now it became such a thing in his hands. If I had fought invincible hands all over the world!"

Another person continued, "Isn't it? My family had heard that Fujian Fuwei Escort Agency was famous. Now that it has reached this generation, it has reached this point and has even turned to the Huashan Sect. It is simply a disgrace to the family."

"Don't talk nonsense, Huashan is also a famous sect, it's not considered insulting him!"

"Oh, I'm afraid he will insult the Huashan Sect!"

Zeng Yunfeng turned a deaf ear to these words. If people want to accomplish something, there must be resistance. These people are his resistance, and he cannot spend his time talking to these people because it will not work at all.

After lunch, he walked around Huashan, rested in a pavilion, looked at the scenery, and then meditated and practiced for an hour. Zeng Yunfeng stood up and slowly practiced sword skills again.

Zeng Yunfeng still remembers the words that his master's wife Feng Heng said when he taught him to practice calligraphy, "Yunfeng, remember, practicing sword is like practicing calligraphy, and practicing calligraphy is like practicing sword. One stroke at a time, you must write every move, every stroke, every stroke, every stroke, every stroke, and every stroke, and how do you get it? "

"Only in this way can you know where the sword moves are different from brushstrokes, and the essence of them is all in it!"

Some people think good-looking in their writing, while others think bad in their writing. What is the reason? Some people look straight and straight as swords, while others write, and they are twisted and twisted like chickens. A towering building rises up on the ground. The same is true for practicing swords. No one can easily say that they can start over from scratch and learn it once.

Besides, Huashan Sword Technique is derived from Quanzhen Sword Technique. Although Zeng Yunfeng once practiced it, he was not good at it. Now this set of sword techniques is a new set of sword techniques introduced by Hao Datong. First, you must practice this set of sword techniques well, practice it well, and even exceed the original realm. If you are better off your best, you should understand this set of sword techniques thoroughly.

Fortunately, this sword technique was born in Huashan, which means that even if the mental method of this sword technique is incomplete, you can still figure it out when you look at Huashan. Even if you can't figure it out, you can still figure it out.

Zeng Yunfeng was practicing palm skills when he looked at Bo Tao, and now he was practicing sword skills in Huashan Mountains and Rivers. There was nothing he could not do, he was just spending more effort and energy.

Zeng Yunfeng practiced sword skills twice. He felt that his current sword skills were almost there before Xiao Cheng entered the porch. He took out the scarf from his arms and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then folded the scarf and stuffed it back into his arms.

Just as he was pushing back, one hand suddenly grabbed Zeng Yunfeng's wrist, and his eyes were fiercely staring at Zeng Yunfeng's eyes. The man's eyes were full of evil spirits. He stared at Zeng Yunfeng firmly and said, "Xiao Linzi, where did your scarf come from?"

Zeng Yunfeng looked at Yue Lingshan in front of him, wondering where her anger came from. Isn’t this just a handkerchief scarf?

Zeng Yunfeng looked at Yue Lingshan holding his scarf and said, "This is mine."

Yue Lingshan was unreasonable and snatched the scarf and said, "This is obviously a girl's thing, how could it be yours? Whose scarf do you think of this? OK, if you don't practice hard, you actually want these crooked things to ask for a fight!"

Zeng Yunfeng was speechless. How did he know who this scarf belonged to? When he inherited these inheritances, he didn't know where the scarf came from. There happened to be a scarf and handkerchief that can wipe sweat. What should I care about?

Yue Lingshan looked at him, pointed at Zeng Yunfeng's forehead with her finger and said, "You little forest, you are so cute. Now you still have a girl's scarf. Who gave you your scarf?"

As he said that, Yue Lingshan picked up the scarf and opened it and looked at it. She suddenly looked stunned, "Isn't this my scarf? I had lost it when I was in Fuzhou. Why are you here?"

Zeng Yunfeng looked embarrassed and didn't know what to say. He cursed in his heart, Lin Pingzhi, why are you keeping someone else's scarf? Okay, I can't explain it clearly now.

Yue Lingshan looked at Zeng Yunfeng with a little twisted voice and said, "Xiao Linzi, have you been carrying this scarf all the way?"

Zeng Yunfeng could only nod his head in a hunch, but now he couldn't explain it clearly. The more he smeared, the darker he became. It would be best not to speak.

At this moment, a man came over from a distance, Lu Dayou walked towards Siguo Cliff with the food basket. At this time, Yue Buqun happened to see a few people and said to Lu Dayou: "Dayou, give me the food basket." As he said that, he carried the food basket in his hand and walked to Zeng Yunfeng and Yue Lingshan.

Yue Lingshan hurriedly stuffed the scarf into her sleeves. Yue Buqun said to Yue Lingshan as if she hadn't seen it, "Shan'er, send this basket of rice to your senior brother." As he said that, he looked at Zeng Yunfeng and said, "Pingzhi, you will go with your senior sister. Think about practicing swords on the way." As he said that, Yue Buqun waved to the two of them.
Chapter completed!