There are no years in the mountains.

The boy has followed the sloppy man through autumn, winter, spring and summer in the mountains. The boy is still a boy, and the big man is still a big man. The only difference is that the boy has grown taller, his punches are heavier, and he knows more about the world.

"Xu Xiaozi, "Hidden Plan" hides the aura! Who made you lie on the haystack like a dog!"

Tang Song sat on the stone and became angry when he saw Xu Changsheng. He gave him his breath-containing technique with good intentions, but he used it for something!

If you steal chickens and dogs, go up trees and dig out birds.

But now?

The young man lying on the haystack also turned around and glared at Tang Song, but accidentally let out a trace of his breath and scared away the colorful birds in front of him. So Xu Changsheng could only pat the dust on his body and stand up.

"Zangji" is a breath-condensing technique taught to Xu Changsheng in the Tang and Song Dynasties. It was adapted from another breath-condensing technique in the Tang and Song Dynasties.

It was also a major help for him to dominate the demon world. Without this breath-containing technique, many years ago, the Tang and Song Dynasties would not have known which demon would have been buried in his belly.

Xu Changsheng walked towards Tang and Song while playing "Mountain and Sea". When he arrived in front of him, he had just completed a set of boxing skills, and his boxing intention was flowing unsteadily, but he did not reveal anything.

This is just one of Xu Changsheng's gains in this year, because the real gains are far more than that.

Tang Song also looked at the young man in front of him who had been with him for a year. He still had a lot to teach, but he could not teach more. If he had taught them all, he might not be Xu Changsheng, but the second Tang Song.

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But how many Tang and Song Dynasties can there be in the world?

There may be many Tang and Song Dynasties throughout the ages, but this is the real Tang and Song Dynasties.

"Xu boy, I will teach you sword practice today." Tang Song sighed.

Xu Changsheng's eyes lit up.

one Year.

It’s been a whole year!

I don’t know how many times I have asked when I will be taught to practice swordsmanship. Although I also practice boxing, what I really yearn for is to practice swordsmanship!

What I have always longed for is to travel to the ends of the world wearing a green shirt and holding a sword. Whenever there is any unevenness on the road, I can use my sword; if I encounter a roadblock by chance, I can also use my sword.

He drew his sword from the top of the mountain, cut through the sea of ​​thousands of clouds, and cleared the clouds to reveal the sun.

Draw your sword at the swell, break through the turbulent waves, and calm the turbulent waves.

Draw your sword wherever there are demons and smooth out the injustices in the world.

…

Just when Xu Changsheng was full of excitement, Tang and Song poured cold water on him.

"But your current situation is not suitable for practicing swordsmanship." Tang Song said seriously.

Xu Changsheng's face turned pale, "Is it still because of the soul? But I'm fine now. Even the stinging pain is gone. I can't feel that there is anything wrong with me at all."

The young man was a little anxious.

Tang Song still said calmly, "You can't practice, but I can teach. And do you really think your soul can be restored so easily?"

"Then what if?" Xu Changsheng asked.

"On the surface, your soul is okay now, and you can even live a normal life. That's because the power of the soul fed back to you by "Wither" temporarily glued your broken soul together. But this is just sewing it back up for you.

Yes, you know? In fact, your soul is still cracked." Tang Song explained.

Xu Changsheng lowered his head and said nothing.

Tang Song continued: "Sword cultivator is still a cultivator.

If you want to practice swordsmanship, you must use your soul. It’s okay if you don’t practice now, but if you really want to start practicing swordsmanship, your soul will inevitably continue to crack, including the parts you are currently glued to, will fall apart.”

"Then you still want to teach me how to practice swordsmanship?" Xu Changsheng said with a bitter smile.

Tang Song smiled and said: "Yes, I will teach you how to practice swordsmanship, but I will teach you how to practice it, and you can practice it on your own."

Xu Changsheng glared at Tang Song, "Then what are you teaching me for? I can't practice it, is it possible to use it as an offering?"

Tang Song laughed and jumped down from the stone, "I just told you not to practice now, but didn't I say you can't practice in the future?"

Xu Changsheng's pupils dilated and his heart twitched.

I can't help it, I have received too much stimulation today. Since I went to the mountains to practice boxing, today I have received the most stimulation.

"If you want to restore your soul as soon as possible, you have to rely on your book "Withered". Practice hard and reach the second level as soon as possible."

"Withered" The second level of spirit is like withered. Xu Changsheng has known it for a long time, but he just doesn't have the slightest clue. Maybe it's because he hasn't reached perfection in the first level yet.

Tang Song walked to the spacious place, turned around and said, "I'm going to teach you a Taoist cultivation method, which is also a sword cultivation method. I don't know if the method is good or not, because I am the only one who has practiced it."

"Listen first, the technique is called "Flowing Sword Technique"..."

"Sword Whispering Technique", as the name suggests, treats one's flying sword as a dusty place, and uses one's own spiritual power to continuously cleanse it. Swish away the dust, smooth away the flaws, and keep your flying sword in its peak state forever.

As for spiritual power, according to the Tang and Song Dynasties, if there is no such thing as spiritual power, then blood energy can be used. Before you become a swordsman, you should always use blood energy.

Most sword cultivators in the world are trained in swordsmanship and swordsmanship. According to what was said in the Tang and Song Dynasties, there are even sword cultivators who walk on the top of mountains and under the sea all year round, just to hone their sword skills. There are also sword cultivators who spend all year round on the mortal battlefield.

Fighting hard, never even using spiritual power, relying only on a long sword, killing ten thousand enemies, thereby displaying peerless swordsmanship.

Tang and Song Dynasty also believed in this, but he believed in his own flying sword even more.

My flying sword does not seek swordsmanship or practice swordsmanship, but only seeks speed and accuracy. When the natal flying sword comes out, it will be the end.

Xu Changsheng became more and more excited as he listened, wishing he could become a swordsman in the upper three realms now.

It's a pity that Tang and Song Dynasties didn't tell him.

My flying sword has never been unsheathed.

…

The night was as cold as water, and Xu Changsheng, still wearing a coarse short shirt, sat cross-legged on a stone by the river, carefully comprehending the flying sword left in his body during the Tang and Song Dynasties.

The flying sword is only as long as a finger. As long as Xu Changsheng closes his eyes and feels it carefully, he can feel the flying sword floating quietly in his body, but Xu Changsheng cannot realize where it is. There is darkness around the flying sword.

That flying sword was the only ray of light in the darkness.

This is also because Xu Changsheng cannot refine swords. The method Tang and Song Dynasties came up with for him is that if he cannot refine his own sword, he should refine someone else's first.

He was supposed to use his own spiritual power to sweep the flying sword over and over again, but Xu Changsheng suffered from the lack of spiritual energy, so he carefully controlled the power of blood and energy in his body to wash the flying sword given to him by Tang and Song Dynasties.

Xu Changsheng didn't know how Tang Song did it, but he did it anyway. A flying sword flew out of Tang Song's body and entered his own body in the blink of an eye. He was not harmed at all.

Tang Song coughed, interrupting Xu Changsheng's thoughts.

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"Xu boy, don't let me lose my reputation in the Tang and Song Dynasties after you come out of the mountain, haha."

Tang and Song stood in the moonlight, with their backs to Xu Changsheng.

Somehow, Xu Changsheng did not feel happy about learning the sword refining technique, but felt a little sad instead.

"Are you called Tang Song or Song Tang?" Xu Changsheng did not reply, but instead asked a question that had been in his heart for a long time.

He had also heard the reputation of Song and Tang from Li Ruan, but Tang and Song never called themselves Song and Tang in front of him, they always called themselves Tang and Song.

When Tang Song turned around, he still had that ordinary face, with messy hair, unkempt beard, and a typical hanging-pole style.

Looking at Xu Changsheng, he grinned and said, "The one who uses the sword is called Song Tang, and the one who teaches you how to practice the sword is Tang Song."

"Okay, Mr. Xu, I have been with you for a year and taught you for a year. I have taught you everything that needs to be taught. The rest is up to you to understand slowly." Tang Song smiled happily.

There is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever, and the Tang and Song Dynasties, which have stayed the longest, are also leaving.

Xu Changsheng had already prepared, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

"Don't worry, I won't scare you out when I'm embarrassed, and I'll naturally take your share when I'm in the limelight." Xu Changsheng also laughed.

There's no fussing, it's not a separation between life and death.

"Okay, Mr. Xu, with your words, I haven't taught you this year in vain. It's just a pity that I didn't let you see my flying sword!"

"It's not too late to see it now." Xu Changsheng said.

Tang Song shook his head, "As a human being, you can't make too much of the limelight."

I wanted to ask him if he still had enough limelight? Qiongxu Realm and Shentai Secret Realm had 100% of the limelight, but his sentence "It's also called Song and Tang" actually occupied 90% of the limelight. Even those monks left

When they were talking, everyone was talking about the words about Tang and Song Dynasty. They said it with pride on their faces, as if they were the ones who said the sentence "It's also called Song and Tang Dynasties".

But I felt it was not appropriate. It was already the time to say goodbye, so I had to leave happily no matter what.

Tang Song then turned his head and said, "Boy Xu, you have to remember that if you want to improve your boxing skills in the future, you can only ask for punches from higher places. How high your boxing skills are will be how high your boxing skills are."

"If you want to practice swordsmanship, don't give up on boxing practice. The higher your boxing skills are, the higher your swordsmanship will be. This is an ever-changing principle."

"As for when to punch and when to use the sword, I believe you have an idea in your mind."

"Also remember to live well. If you really can't win, run away. Don't forget what the "Tibetan Strategy" I passed on to you is for. Don't feel embarrassed about running away. In this human world, only those who survive are called

Genius, as for the dead one, who knows his name."

Xu Changsheng nodded, "Leaving tonight?"

"Now"

"Going back to the City of Two Realms?"

"If I don't go back, there's nothing to enjoy."

"Where to go?"

"Galaxy!"

The young man was confused.

The big man turned around and smiled, and said a few words that Xu Changsheng thought were very literary.

"I have sharpened a sword for hundreds of years, but the frost blade has never been tested. Now I have worked with you to smooth out the injustices."

Then I looked up at the moon. There was no big scene, just like eating and drinking. A black shadow rushed up into the sky and disappeared.
Chapter completed!