"Hosh, hosh!"

Feng Yi held his knees and half bent his body and couldn't help but breathe. Although his body had gradually recuperated in one month and could climb this cliff at the age of ten, he was still exhausted and panting and dry mouth. But even so, Feng Yi couldn't bear to turn his head and not look at the magnificent mountains and rivers.

No wonder some people are obsessed with climbing!

Feng Yi also felt that after reaching the top, the spirit of looking at the small mountains and the heroic spirit of looking around are enough to make people obsessed with it!

"Have you rested? After resting, leave quickly, otherwise it will be too late!"

There is no one else except Jiang Feng who can urge so "ruthlessly". Although Xu Ming has practiced for a month, he has to overcome his fear and climbing speed along the way. He is also very tired when he reaches the top. However, although the two of them are tired, they have been curious about Jiang Feng before, and they have not had to worry about complaining for a while, and quickly followed.

The days of practicing on the mountain were indeed pure and lonely. Feng Yi and Xu Ming were indeed not used to it. Therefore, Jiang Feng mentioned it mysteriously, which aroused the great interest of the two. They walked through the pine forest road and continued upwards, and soon arrived at Jianping.

"Wow, there are so many people!" Xu Ming exclaimed.

Feng Yi was a few steps later than the two of them. When he heard Xu Ming's words, he happened to walk out of the pine forest. Following the eyes of the two, there were dense crowds of people standing on the Tai Chi floor ahead, each wearing tight clothes, carrying long swords, and standing in rows, with their bodies lifted up like swords.

"Senior Brother--" Feng Yi looked at Jiang Feng in anger.

At this time, the sky was bright and white, and the drowsy light became bright at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The clouds in the sky have changed from gray to transparent snow-white, and there seems to be another soft warm tone.

Jiang Feng looked at the shocked two people, smiled and said proudly: "This is the 'Jianping Martial Arts' that we have been once a day in Chaoyang Peak! Our Chaoyang Peak has always been good at the 'Sword Control Art' and has a deep sword-based heritage. We have been practicing martial arts every ten months in Chaoyang. We have both the intention of following the ancestors' inheritance and the intention of pursuing every participant's sword skills and practicing sword skills!"

"Senior brother," Feng Yi's eyes were burning, "Are so many people participating in martial arts every time?"

"Well, this may not be necessary." Jiang Feng said, "The martial arts are spontaneously involved with Chaoyang's fellow disciples. There is no requirement for rules and regulations in the sect. However, the 'Jianping Martial Arts' is of great benefit to the participants' swordsmanship and practice. If the fellow disciples are not in seclusion, most others will participate."

Xu Ming looked at the mighty senior brothers and sisters in front of him, and was fascinated. Seeing that they were still standing still, he couldn't help but wonder: "What are the senior brothers and sisters waiting for?"

"Yes, wait for the sun to come out."

Feng Yi looked into the sky from afar and said subconsciously.

Jiang Feng looked at him with appreciation and nodded, "Yes. It is said that the purple air in the world has begun to bloom, which is beneficial to all things and has unparalleled wonderful uses. However, the purple air escapes from the void. Only when the yin and yang of heaven and earth are in harmony, the moon sets and the sun rises and the earth changes can it be possible to absorb the purple air in the slightest part of the martial arts. The time for martial arts exercises is set at the first ray of rising sun, and this is also considered." He glanced at the two of them and said, "Let's get closer, as long as it doesn't affect your senior brothers' martial arts exercises."

Feng Yi and the others nodded, followed them to Taijiping together, and stood in a position with excellent view.

Seeing that it was still early, the sky had just dyed a warm red color, and the glow gradually spread, invading clouds and mists. However, it was a short time before the sun rose. Jiang Feng pointed to the ranks of Chaoyang disciples on Taijiping to explain, which was exactly what the elder brother Chu Yuhong told him.

"Junior Brother Xu, Junior Brother Feng, you follow me to see--"

"The position of senior brothers and sisters is not just arbitrarily. Look! Look at whether the senior brothers and sisters are just divided into eight places, and are each in the opposite direction? Yes, the queue of 'Jianping Martial Arts' is occupied according to the direction of the Bagua. The one in the center of the Tai Chi diagram is the one who performs martial arts and leads the sword. The swordsman takes into account the responsibilities of teaching, testing, examples, corrections, and orders. You must not bear this responsibility unless you have excellent swordsmanship."

"Today's sword leader - it's the senior sister!"

Feng Yi's eyes followed Jiang Feng's explanation and looked at it one by one. As expected, everything corresponded as he said. Finally, his eyes fell in the center. As expected, the senior sister Mu Huiqiu, who had a relationship with him, stood upright! She was wearing a green dress and zipping her sleeves. Although she was beautiful, the fairy sword behind her instantly added to her temperament, and her whole body exuded an amazing heroic spirit!

"Hold the sword!"

Suddenly, a delicate shout spread throughout the audience. Before Feng Yi could react, he saw more than 200 fellow disciples on Taiji Ping draw their swords backwards. The sound of the long sword being unsheathed became a dragon roar, and the snow-white sword blade was shining with cold light.

Just at this moment, in the clouds in the sky, the rising sun, which radiated the sky, jumped out of the sea of ​​clouds at this moment.

Between heaven and earth, the light is brilliant!

And the sword blades that were held in the hands of Chaoyang disciples, shining with cold light were also coated with a layer of sunshine at this moment, shining brightly!

Feng Yi praised, it turned out that holding the sword was not abrupt, but the elder sister had long been optimistic about the time, and only drew the sword in her hand when the sun rose!

"Songfeng sword force, start!"

The eldest sister Mu Huiqiu moved, and the other senior brothers around her also moved. Feng Yi couldn't tell who was first and who was later, or they were moving together! He saw a hundred people, a hundred hands, and a hundred shining long swords dancing in the vast Tai Chi floor, facing the sun!

The sword move was neat and uniform, and the transformation was like flowing water!

The sword is as sharp as a dragon, as fast as a strong wind! It is calm and slowing like an abyss, swinging like lightning!

It can be said that Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, as if the emperors were flying dragons. He came like thunder and frightened, and he stopped like the clear light of the rivers and seas!

Feng Yi stared blankly, listening to the sharp sound of the sword weapon breaking through the air and connecting it into a circle, he held his breath without realizing it. More than 200 people gathered to perform martial arts, and it was close at hand. The shocking throbbing was deeply embedded in Feng Yi's heart, and a little fire fell down. He took root without even realizing it!

speech?

There was no words at this time, which made Feng Yi feel that it was enough to match his mood at this moment and the shock of this martial arts performance!

Feng Yi is still like this, let alone Xu Ming.

As early as the senior sister shouted the order, he opened his mouth and was completely immersed in it. His saliva flowed down from the corner of his mouth without even notice.

"'Songfeng Sword Strategy' is the entry-level sword technique for our Chaoyang Peak. Although this set of sword techniques is an introduction, it is actually the most comprehensive sword technique that has created the sword technique. There are thirteen postures in total, and each moment has changes ranging from seven to twenty. Only by practicing it from time to time can you lay a solid foundation! If you study other sword techniques in the future, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

Jiang Feng said with emotion, and said to the two of them again: "Actually, today's practice of the 'Songfeng Sword Strategy' is for you two, you two have to take a good look!"

Feng Yi looked at him silently, as if he was envious and regretful, and his expression was inexplicably complicated.

Xu Ming looked at it for a while, suddenly as if he had remembered something, turned to look at Jiang Feng and asked, "Hey, senior brother, why didn't you participate in martial arts performance?"

Jiang Feng glared at him and said, "What do you think?"

Xu Ming thought about it seriously and smiled "ha" and said, "No way?! Senior brother, are you not good at studying skills and are you disliked by the senior sister?"

"Ha~!" Jiang Feng collapsed his face and smiled, but looked at him with a dangerous expression that seemed to be a smile, "Okay, Xu Ming, I am so unconfident in my senior brother? Have you forgotten the senior brother's instructions before, about the senior brother? - Well, maybe just remind me, and you will remember it!"

"Wait a moment!"

After many "destroying", Xu Ming was already familiar with Jiang Feng's usual methods. After hearing his words, he immediately felt bad. He covered his forehead and retreated, "Senior Brother! Please remind me if you remind me, you can't knock on my head again!"

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Feng smiled and hugged Xu Ming, rubbed his head affectionately, and slowly moved his palms to his face and gently pinched them, "You are so pleasing, how could senior brother be willing to beat you? It's too late to care for you!"

"Ah! It hurts!"

Feng Yi watched them fight and exhaled a breath.

I don’t know if he was worried about what his master said yesterday to check the papers, but Feng Yi was worried about gains and losses today, especially the flames lit up by martial arts, which amplified this secret uneasiness. If he hadn’t been silent and mature, he was rarely happy on his face, otherwise he would have been seen through.

The martial arts performance came to an end without realizing it under the reflection of the sun.

Only when the senior sister in the audience shouted, "Stop", everyone stopped. The people who were practicing returned from extreme movement to extreme quietness, and still stood in their original position. Then another "Returning Sword" sounded immediately, and there was a "slam" sound of the Returning Sword entering the sheath.

However, when returning to the sheath, Tai Chi Ping was not as solemn as before, and everyone's movements were very different.

Some people who return to the sword and get the sheathed in a clean and neat way, and some who like to shake a few sword flowers and return the sword with a graceful and elegant way. However, the enviable and low-key and luxurious way of getting the sheathed in a way, and the senior brothers who have reached the "Essence Realm" in their cultivation - they both pointed to the sword and shouted lightly, and the sword weapon returned to the sheathed under the powerless power of the commander, attracting the attention and envy of many people around them.

The martial arts performance stopped and everyone on Tai Chi Ping became active.

Many people saw three people watching while performing martial arts. Feng Yi and Xu Ming went up the mountain for a month. No matter which garden the Chaoyang disciples lived on the mountain, they all heard the names of the two. Some who had met them were familiar with them, and they came to say hello at this time; some who were unfamiliar, so they also came to meet before. However, more Chaoyang disciples gathered together in groups of three or five to have a conversation.

Most of them focus on their practice, but only martial arts can gather the majority of people. Many Chaoyang disciples also took this opportunity to meet old friends, discuss with each other, and exchange some experiences of their practice, which was very enthusiastic.

"Junior Brother Xu, Junior Brother Feng."

A man walked towards him, with his sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, and his tall and handsome eyes were Chu Yuhong, the senior brother of Chaoyangfeng.

The two of them quickly saluted: "I have met Senior Brother!"
Chapter completed!