The next day.

The Xu family's martial arts training ground.

"Look at how diligent our second son is. He has been practicing swordsmanship there since early morning."

"Yes, yes."

"I guess our second son will definitely become the youngest master of the True Yuan Realm."

"The person who broke through the True Yuan Realm fastest in Jiuyang City was the senior Wan Zong eighty years ago. The second was our family master, and then Wang Tianjue."

"Okay, okay, let's continue patrolling, don't disturb the young master."

…

Xu Qingfeng was practicing his swordsmanship alone in an open area.

In contemporary times, swords, as the chief weapon, are very popular among warriors.

Xu Qingfeng has loved practicing swordsmanship since he was five years old, so he was often taught swordsmanship skills by guests at home.

Until he was nine years old, he was sent to Tianyu Dojo by Xu Lang.

The dean of Tianyu Dojo, Yang Wanli, not only has a good character, but his swordsmanship is also ranked among the top five in Jiuyang City. His most famous one is the "One-Zi Sword", which is the fastest sword in Jiuyang City.

Under the guidance of Yang Wanli, Xu Qingfeng mastered all the basic swordsmanship in the academy at the age of ten.

At the age of twelve, he mastered the Xu family's ordinary swordsmanship "Chasing the Wind Sword" to great perfection.

At the age of fourteen, he practiced Yang Wanli's "One-Zi Sword" to a small level, only half a step away from the sword's heart.

But even this half-step took a full year to achieve.

"What's the problem?" Xu Qingfeng kept deducing it in his mind and kept trying. Dean Yang said that as long as "One-Zi Sword" reaches the great success, it will be a matter of course and he can cultivate the sword heart.

"When practicing swordsmanship, you must not be greedy for merit. You need to think carefully." Dean Yang personally said to Xu Qingfeng when Xu Qingfeng joined Tianyu Dojo.

"I boast that my swordsmanship is unparalleled among the younger generation in Tianyu Dojo, but I just can't master the sword's heart."

Xu Qingfeng inevitably felt a trace of anger burning in his heart.

"How can one achieve mastery in swordsmanship? Only by cultivating the heart of the sword can one be different from ordinary practitioners."

Just like Liu Fuyue, a person born with an "arrow heart" is already faster than many innate practitioners. When encountering a person of the same level, he is basically an instant kill.

"No, there's no rush, I want to relax." Xu Qingfeng walked from the martial arts training ground to the Xu family's "Quiet Lake" unknowingly.

A small pavilion was built next to Jinghu Lake. After Xu Qingfeng walked into the pavilion, he sat on the stone pier, breathing the air slowly and feeling the breeze blowing from the lake year.

"According to Dean Yang, there are a total of thirty-six moves of the one-word sword. I have now become very skilled in it."

Suddenly, Xu Qingfeng saw the fish in the lake swimming down the river at extremely fast speeds, while some fish were swimming upstream, but very slowly.

"I understand, I have to go with the flow and not forcefully restrain myself. I restrain myself every day and endure the fatigue, but now it seems that I was wrong."

Xu Qingfeng thought of this, stood up from the stone pier, and walked to his study. His biggest hobby besides practicing swordsmanship was playing the piano. Xu Qingfeng put his favorite piano on the table, slowed down, and listened carefully

Play.

The melodious sound of the piano spread all around.

"The young master has started playing the piano again!" Several maids not far away whispered. Their faces turned red when they heard the sound of the piano.

"Come on, someone is in heat!" Another girl on the side shouted softly.

"Don't talk nonsense, or I'll beat you."

…

After about an hour passed.

Xu Qingyang stopped playing and took a deep breath.

Sure enough, if you follow the trend and follow your heart, the effect will be better.

When Xu Qingfeng walked out of the study, he saw Liu Fuyue at the door. Liu Fuyue was quiet at this time, still immersed in the sound of the piano. Suddenly, Liu Fuyue saw Xu Qingfeng coming out, with a small face

It also became very hot: "Can you also play the piano?"

"Yes, my mother is a famous piano player in Jiuyang City. I have been studying since I was a child." Xu Qingfeng touched his head.

"Why didn't I know..." Liu Fuyue whispered.

"You didn't ask me either?" Xu Qingfeng laughed.

"Hmph." Immediately, Liu Fuyue returned to her original lively and cute appearance. "Okay, okay, I have something to do with you. Please accompany me to the academy to see my brother."

"Well, it just so happens that I don't want to practice sword practice either."

After saying that, the two of them walked out of Xu's house together.

…

In the academy.

The old master was yelling at a group of teenagers.

"You should be good at thinking and studying. How can you read a good book if you don't pay attention to it?" I saw the old master's spit flying everywhere. "No matter what you do, if you don't pay attention and don't think, your thinking will become very rigid.

, how to talk about reading?”

After Xu Qingfeng heard these words, he hurriedly ran away.

"I have something urgent, so I can't accompany you!" Xu Qingfeng's voice became weaker and weaker...

"You bastard, you..." Liu Fuyue suddenly felt dizzy when she thought of her younger brother who was a hundred times more troublesome than herself. She originally wanted to give him some support, but now it was better.

…

As soon as Xu Qingfeng returned to his mansion, he rushed to the martial arts training ground.

The old master is right, before you do anything, you must think first.

In the past, I just trained hard, like a stereotyped tool, repeating the past.

"Why is the one-word sword so fast? Yang Yuan

Why did you become the best swordsman in Jiuyang City with a one-word sword?" Xu Qingfeng had never thought about these questions before. In Xu Qingfeng's mind, he recalled the scene of Dean Yang practicing the one-word sword.

Move with the wind, follow the sword...

So, Xu Qingfeng started practicing sword practice in the open space.

The difference from the past is that this time I practiced swordplay more carefully and focused than before.

Xu Qingfeng seemed to have forgotten everything and concentrated on the sword.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that there is only one person and one sword.

With a stab and a flick, Xu Qingfeng felt the change in the wind between heaven and earth after the sword was drawn. Xu Qingfeng had been practicing "Zhu Feng Jue" since he was a child, and he was very sensitive to the wind. Now this feeling seems to have expanded several times.

Since childhood, the first weapon that Xu Qingfeng came into contact with was the sword. Now, Xu Qingfeng knows that he likes swords from the bottom of his heart. But in the past, he was wasted away by practicing swords day after day. It was not until today that he regained his love for swords.

find.

The sword moves with the wind, as fast as thunder.

Xu Qingfeng made one move after another, hitting the one-word sword from the first move to the last move, very smoothly, like the beating of his heart.

"Successful, finally successful!"

After Xu Qingfeng finished the last move, he seemed to feel that the sword was like his own arm, and the sword moves he made were several times more than before.

"Yes, that's what it feels like."

At the same time as he realized the experience of drawing the sword, Xu Qingfeng's feeling towards the wind also changed.

"Could it be that..." Xu Qingfeng couldn't believe himself. His speed was more than five times faster than before. "I actually realized the state of mind of Jian and Feng at the same time."

Xu Qingfeng was extremely excited.

If he consolidates the Golden Core Realm, he can break through to the True Essence Realm.

The fifteen-year-old True Yuan realm is one year faster than the senior Wan Zong eighty years ago.

No, I have to tell my father the news quickly.

Immediately, Xu Qingfeng left quickly.

…

In the city lord's mansion.

Xu Lang is at work.

"The cracks in Wangyuan have changed again. How long has it been?" Xu Lang frowned.

Xu Lang burned the letters from the Two Realms Valley directly.

"Come in."

Xu Lang heard a knock on the door.

"Father, it's me." The person who came was none other than Xu Qingfeng.

"Oh, Qingfeng, what's the matter with you?" Xu Lang saw a smile on his serious face when he saw that it was his son.

"I have something important to tell my father!"
Chapter completed!