The mountain forest is not silent in the early morning.
The leaves rustle in the breeze; the early birds are already chirping.
The morning sun shines through the branches and leaves, and the streams gurgling over the mountains and ridges.
The bonfire that had been maintained all night was still not extinguished, but thick ashes had accumulated beneath the flames.
It dissipated the coldness of night and morning for the king carp lying curled up beside him.
"Well……"
With a soft hum, Wang Li's tender white face wrinkled slightly.
Qingchi, who was meditating with his eyes closed, immediately opened his eyes and looked over.
Wang Li slowly opened his slightly heavy eyelids. After a moment of confusion, he rubbed his eyes and sat up.
As soon as the fire light flashed, he tightened his clothes tightly.
Qingchi smiled and asked: "How is it?"
Wang Li gave a wry smile: "Disciple, it's okay. I can thank you, Master, for adding more wood to the fire."
Qingchi shook his head, "The poor monk is asking you, is it difficult?"
Everything about the Sword Technique quickly came to Wang Li's mind. After sleeping for a night, he had absorbed the information that Qingchi had specially sorted out and condensed.
"Disaster!"
His tone and demeanor were both very positive.
Qingchi laughed: "Haha, even a born Buddhist like you finds it difficult, but the poor monk is a little relieved."
The bitterness on Wang Li's face did not diminish.
From a process perspective, this sword technique is not actually difficult. It has only three main steps, and the small steps and details included in each step are not complicated.
But if you delve deeper into the content and cooperate with the experience and insights Qingchi gave him, then he can only say one thing:
Not at the right time!
What Qingchi said before was right, the sword technique is indeed very ancient.
It is so ancient that the conditions it requires have almost become "impossible" in the current world.
However, Qingchi, like the previous Jingyuan, did not really complete the story.
In addition to the requirements of objective conditions, the requirements for sword skills are still not low.
"Step by step, the lotus is born", as a skill that is enough to derive magical powers, the talent requirements are also far different from the sword technique.
Perhaps, the talent it requires has already reached the same level as "enlightenment from scriptures".
Thinking about it this way, it suddenly becomes understandable why Qingchi would be willing to hand over the sword technique to him to inherit.
Wang Li thought for a while and said: "Master, this sword technique..."
"Wait a minute!" Qingchi suddenly interrupted, standing up and saying: "The poor monk has handed over everything about the Sword Art to you. In other words, in terms of the 'Sword Art', what the poor monk knows, you now know.
Well, what you don’t know, the poor monk also doesn’t know. So, no matter you have any questions about the sword technique in the future, don’t ask the poor monk again, it will only be a waste of time.”
Wang Li opened his mouth, but finally fell silent.
He didn't say that communication can inspire more ideas.
Because Qingchi's attitude has already shown that he doesn't want to talk more about sword techniques.
So, the two of them tidied up and continued on their way.
In the following time, Wang Li simply forgot about the sword art, because his current state was not enough to support him in practicing the sword art.
Well, every aspect of this sword art shows its antiquity, and the body-forging realm is not qualified to practice it at all.
Probably when it appeared, the first realm of practice between heaven and earth was not the "body forging realm" today. Therefore, even if the later successors added their own comments and adjustments to the sword art, they could not find it in the forging process.
Physical state begins to cultivate its methods in advance.
But the lotus growing step by step still has to continue.
The operation of this technique continued to exercise and transform his body, causing his physique to undergo new changes almost every day.
The two of them walked out of the Bailong Mountains, which was like a primeval forest. In front of them, deliberately opened mountain roads, extinguished fires, cloth strips hanging on branches and other traces of human activities continued to appear in front of them.
But whether it was intentional or not, Qingchi never let Wang Li meet a third person on the way.
Various animals often appear as food for the king carp.
Qingchi doesn't need to spend time and energy hunting, he can always summon a fresh animal carcass with a wave of his hand when he needs it.
Ten days later.
Wang Li finally saw a building among the mountains and fields.
Ruined, desolate and overgrown with weeds.
Most of the wall collapsed, leaving only a few crumbling stone bricks standing firm.
At the door, Qingchi glanced around, then turned and walked into the dense wild mountain grass.
He waved his hand to push aside the grass, and then Wang Li saw a stone tablet that had been covered tightly before.
At the top, there is the word "LAN".
So he blurted out almost without thinking: "Lanruo Temple?"
Qingchi was stunned for a moment and pushed aside the thatch underneath.
"Uh...it's Lanyun Temple. Where did Lanruo Temple come from?"
Wang Li shrugged, his expression slightly disappointed.
He didn't think about the undead knight at all, he just wanted to increase his knowledge.
Qingchi straightened up, looked at the ruined temple and sighed. This was probably the biggest expression he could make as a monk now.
Because he immediately turned to Wang Li and smiled, repeating the old saying: "The poor monk once said that this world is a sea of suffering."
As if to confirm his point of view, Wang Li immediately heard a scream and several curses.
With his ears moving, he understood it after a while, and then looked up at the inner hall in front of him, which was in tatters but the overall frame was still there.
Qingchi took the lead and stepped over the pile of rocks on the ground mixed with weeds.
Wang Li paused for a moment, and then followed him.
This scene and plot are all too familiar.
In the ruined temple at this time, there should be a woman surrounded by a group of bad guys.
In martial arts, this is mostly a plot to lure the righteous heroes into a trap.
In Journey to the West, it was the weak woman disguised as a monster who took the initiative, just to seduce and capture Tang Sanzang.
Wang Li had reason to suspect that the current Qingchi was deliberately trying to be that Tang Monk, but the main purpose was to let him become a hero for once.
After stepping over the collapsed wall and passing through the overgrown vestibule, the two saw the scene in the ruined temple.
It's almost different from Wang Li's guess.
However, not far in front of the woman, there was a weak man huddled with his head in his arms. At this time, he was being beaten and kicked by a thin man holding a knife, wailing incessantly.
The woman was blocked by a burly man with a big sword on his back, and could only cry out with tears.
Wang Li swore that he was not a cold-blooded person, but he still couldn't help but curl his lips after seeing this.
A frail man and an even weaker and more delicate woman, in this dilapidated temple in the wilderness, Wang Li wanted to ask: What on earth do you want to do?!
Qingchi and King Carp were quickly discovered.
The woman was the first to see them approaching and ignored Wang Li. She couldn't wait to call out to the old monk in Qingchi: "Master! Help!"
Hearing the sound, the burly man and the thin man beside him turned their heads and looked over at the same time.
Both of them had fierce looks on their faces.
The strong man shouted directly: "Where did you come from, a wild monk! Get away from me, grandpa!"
The thin man followed: "That's it! Get out of here now, if you look again, I'll poke your eyes out!"
The woman was afraid that Qingchi would leave, so she quickly begged: "Master, please show mercy and save my husband!"
Qingchi was not annoyed or angry, but looked back at Wang Li with a smile.
"what to do?"
Hearing this, the strong man, the thin man and the woman all set their eyes on Wang Li at the same time.
Wang Li didn't think twice and walked directly past Qingchi and into the temple.
When the thin man saw this, he looked at the strong man and saw him nodding. He immediately laughed strangely, turned his head, and rushed towards Wang Li with a knife.
The sharp tip of the knife pierced Wang Li's heart directly.
When the two were about to meet, Wang Li moved to the wrong side, narrowly avoiding the opponent's long knife. From then on, he suddenly stood next to the thin man and saw the surprised face of the other person.
His left hand suddenly lifted up, the hilt of the sword was raised high, and it hit the opponent's throat hard.
Hearing a crisp sound, the thin man's eyes suddenly bulged, and the long knife fell. He covered his neck with both hands but couldn't make a sound, and then he lay down on the ground and twitched.
When the strong man saw this, he cursed angrily and pushed the crying woman down. He turned his hand and pulled out the big knife on his back. He took a long step and slashed at Wang Li with the knife in both hands. Obviously, he wanted to cut off the king carp with one knife.
's head.
But when Wang Li faced the strong man's sudden burst of murderous aura and murderous intent, as well as the thick-backed sword that was already slashing at him quickly, his demeanor did not fluctuate at all. His eyes were as clear and serene as an ancient well, and he was as calm as a man who was not even taller than him.
Child on chest.
【Concentration】【Focus】.
The former allows him to face the current situation calmly, while the latter allows him to concentrate on analysis and make quick choices.
He did not retreat. Instead, he stepped on the twitching thin man on the ground, jumped slightly, and suddenly rushed forward.
Wang Li's speed of approaching was actually faster than the opponent's sword swing!
In the body-building realm, while removing impurities from the body, it can improve all aspects of physical fitness, strength, speed, etc.
The strong man swung the sword, not only concentrating all his strength, but also stretching his arms straight forward. This was in order to directly kill the king carp across the distance as quickly as possible. Of course, he did not rule out the reasons behind this.
Hidden neglect and contempt for the king carp.
How much of a threat can a child in rich clothes and a fair face pose even if he holds a sword? The strong man doesn't know how many times he has tied up such a child! And the thin man who was hit back was just a mere child in the eyes of the strong man.
Can bully weak trash.
As a result, when Wang Li approached him at a faster speed, the blade he swung with great force could not pose a direct threat.
Clang!
The sound of the sword suddenly breaks, and the green light rises up!
The glowing green sword blade and the king carp passed by the opponent's side together, as light as a feather and as fast as the wind.
Wang Li landed quietly, and the green frost sword that was unsheathed came out with a faint moan.
On the strong man's neck, a silk thread quickly spread from his throat to behind his ears, and then a ferocious crack suddenly burst open. The bright red blood in the artery quickly overflowed, forming a large red curtain, and in the blink of an eye, half of his neck and
The clothes were completely dyed red!
Why bother killing people when you already have a sword?