Shui Qingru bowed to pay homage to her master, whom she had not seen for many years, and asked the thunder beast to stay in the hay shed to guard the house. She wanted to talk to her master and ask for some questions about swordsmanship.
The path of cultivation she took was rugged, tortuous and unique. Except for the master, no one else in the sect... even the erudite Uncle Zhao said that he could not give specific guidance on swordsmanship and boxing skills for fear of misleading his disciples.
The master had been in seclusion for decades, and she almost walked alone in the back, gaining insights and spiritual practice, practicing swordsmanship and boxing, and groping her way forward alone.
Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hand to help his apprentice stand up, and said with a smile: "Your junior brother Xuan An has followed He Dajianxiu to several continents in the past few years. I heard that he is so powerful that he has been nicknamed 'Zhang Sanbai,' Zhuang Yu told you.
without?"
"Junior Brother Zhuang dropped by in a hurry a few days ago. Without saying a few words, he rushed to Lingbao Temple to do some business. I didn't hear what he said."
Shui Qingru followed his master for a walk on the lake. The coldness on his face disappeared, and a faint smile appeared. He said: "The afternoon before yesterday, after Xuan An returned to Shanmen from Nanyuan Continent, he came to Yue Crow Lake to visit me. I heard him talk about the past few days.
After years of experience, I saw that he was arrogant and underestimated the world's heroes, so I used the opportunity to teach him a lesson and asked him to leave behind the white paper that said, "One sword takes over the world, one sword sweeps the world."
, the attack may be a bit harsh, I hope he can practice sword practice steadily."
Zhang Wenfeng couldn't help but laugh. This girl had a cold face and a warm heart. She smiled and said, "It doesn't sound good if he changed his name to 'Zhang Sibai'."
Shui Qingru regained some of her former playfulness, pursed her lips and said, "He has changed his nickname."
"You won't take that white mask to go to several continents to practice, right?"
"No need, my disciple's sword is enough."
Shui Qingru suddenly asked: "In the past few days, I have heard from the monks coming and going to Moon Crow Lake that there is a demonic catastrophe in the vast continent. The magic weapon master seems to have been possessed by the demon and has unfortunately passed away."
At that time, she received "exemplary teachings" from a magic weapon monk and was beaten badly by a punch, but she also understood the meaning of Duijin Fist.
The Thunder God Beast was also given to her by the magic weapon master who sent thousands of people to travel thousands of miles away.
Zhang Wenfeng briefly recounted the cause and effect of the incident, and warned: "Practice and cultivate your mind, and earn merits by being in the world. You must not be biased. You must insist on reciting scriptures every day and wipe your heart mirror from time to time. Except for the ones I teach you, there are no other scriptures."
You should also review your writing frequently."
"Yes, disciple, remember this!"
Shui Qingru was in need of a lesson, and then asked for advice on the difficulties and confusion she encountered in swordsmanship and boxing skills.
Zhang Wenfeng stood at different heights. He observed the restoration of the small world through several magical powers, especially the bronze sacrificial lamp, which allowed him to spy on and feel a little bit of the operation of "Tao". He asked his disciples to practice one by one, and he analyzed it carefully from the side.
A few words of advice can often make apprentices realize something. Shui Qingru is very resilient in her work. Just like when she studied and figured out more than 30 variations of the "Nine Palaces Flying Star Step", she insisted on practicing a flat thrust with a sword, and for decades
In one day, she developed the power of a small magical power by practicing the "Immortal Guidance" style, and she also practiced the Flowing Water Sword Intention to such a high level that it was ingenious. Even the Duijin Fist Intention back then was mastered by her to the point of superimposing eight fists.
Very impressive.
It would be strange if Zhang Xuanan, the greedy and knowledgeable guy, was not beaten down by his teacher.
"'Integration with the mind, the sword realm is subdivided into three levels. You have now reached the second level of 'Unending sword intention,' followed by 'Integration with the sword,' and as a master, you are currently infinitely close to 'Integration with the spirit, the sword.
Realm, but can't find the door to enter. According to my teacher's guess, the realm of swordsmanship with the gods should be the threshold for entering the 'way of swordsmanship.' If you follow the current path, you will not go wrong."
Zhang Wenfeng then carefully explained to his apprentice the differences between the three levels of "He Yihe" that he summarized to subdivide the sword realm, clearing away the fog and allowing the apprentice to see further and see the sword realm more clearly.
Before leaving, he taught Shui Qingru the "Sword Suppressing Divine Head" that can destroy the illusion of sword intent. Innate aptitude is always a hurdle that limits Shui Qingru. Compared with the past and the past, this powerful secret technique is suitable for the apprentice to practice.
Maybe it can become Shui Qingru's third magical power after seeing through eyes and guiding the way through immortals.
Returning to the sect, You Mengchang escaped from Ju Shuizhu, and refused to follow Taoist Zhang to enjoy the benefits of chanting sutras. He said: "It will not prevent you two from reuniting. After three months, please put me in the bronze lamp."
Inside."
He is still comfortable in the back cave.
It's also nice to have Lien De waiting for me and having someone to talk to with me on weekdays.
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "I can seal up the Liuzhu, so you can't hinder us." Then he threw it next door, out of sight, and picked it up again after it was done. The old man didn't know anyway. You Mengchang disappeared and ran away.
I don’t want to pay attention to Taoist Zhang.
After returning to the sect, Yang Shuilan and Yang Shuilan returned to the Liuzhi River happily. Zhang Guanzhu's life has returned to the usual routine, practicing, doing homework, comprehending the small world of Zhenhun Hall, figuring out the rules of the sword, and becoming proficient in the Liujia Secret Blessing Curse.
In the evening, he and Yun Qiuhe walked hand in hand throughout the sect.
He has an active mind with all kinds of insights and sparks of inspiration, and he dare not retreat easily. It is common for him to occasionally be enchanted by insights in the Xiangsui Hall and be immersed in them for ten days and a half. He is thinking about You Lao, who is in the secret realm.
Little Ni'er woke up after a brief taste. Otherwise, if more than ten years had passed by without paying attention, Xiao Ni'er would have been blinded if he didn't find the opportunity in the Hualong Pond? Three months passed quickly.
Zhang Wenfeng accepted the invitation and took You Lao into the small world of Soul Zhenzhen Palace. He carved out a hilltop for You Lao to build a cave and practice swallowing demon soul silk. He told the other six ghosts not to disturb him.
Listening to You Lao's explanation, the demon has adapted to the environment of the Nether Realm and will not be rejected by the power of heaven and earth. Therefore, in a small world similar to the Nether Realm, the imprisoned demon soul threads will not disappear. When winter comes, one day Guanzhu Zhang and his wife reward
Xue went out for a trip, followed not far behind by three little sprites.
Watching the heavy snow falling in the wind, I couldn't help but connect with the heaven and the earth, and touched the magical effect of Liujia's secret blessing spell "Zhe".
Yin and yang meet at the entrance, like the spring sun melting into snow, or like throwing fire into oil. Naturally, a little bit of the origin appears in the chaos, lively and harmonious...
Zhang Wenfeng realized that this was a rare opportunity and disappeared without even saying hello.
He had returned to the secret room of the side hall of the Xiangsui Hall and sat down, closing his eyes and immersed in the wonderful insights.
Yun Qiuhe was no longer surprised. He greeted the three little demons with a smile. Shi Shiran returned to the Xiangsui Hall and went to the secret room to have a look. Then he walked out of the hall, and he and the maid piled up two people leaning against each other on the back hill.
A big snowman.
This retreat was much longer than the usual ten days.
Every year, Yun Qiuhe takes the black jade slip to the secret Hualong Pond, personally sees the condition of Little Ni'er in the pond, and has a few words with Lady Tao before he can feel at ease. Unexpectedly, three years have passed.
, Zhang Wenfeng suddenly woke up from his cultivation enlightenment state.
His cultivation level had increased a lot. He asked about the time and learned that during his retreat, Shang Qingyun and Qian Jing, who had gone out to escape from the mortal world and returned to their sect, had both been in retreat for more than half a year and successfully advanced to the realm of golden elixir.