"Twelve sword boxes?" Luo Feng was confused.
"Is that swordsmanship?"
Kui Peishan laughed dumbly, and there was much helplessness and sadness in his laughter.
Thirty years ago, the Twelve Sword Boxes were like thunder. In that era of advocating cold weapons, many people who had suppressed their heads were bowed by their twelve sword boxes.
The twelve sword cases are unsheathed, and not a single blade of grass grows. They are all dressed in white and can serve as a thousand soldiers.
Now when Luo Feng asked what the Twelve Sword Box was, Kui Peishan sighed deeply at life.
"You can think of the twelve sword boxes as sword skills. There are twelve swords in total."
"Twelve swords?" Luo Feng frowned, wondering, "Senior Kui, I have studied Dao Zhijian for many years. I want to understand these twelve swords in two days and apply what I have learned. I'm afraid it will be too much. .”
"It's okay, just listen to what I'm telling you," Kui Peishan patted Luo Feng on the shoulder. After these days of contact, although Luo Feng always said that he was not as good as his senior sisters in every aspect, he was experienced and had a unique vision. Kuipeishan doesn't think so.
On the contrary, in Luo Feng, he saw extremely terrifying talents of imitation and comprehension.
Otherwise, the old madman would never have given all the seven unique skills to Luo Feng. Since he gave them to Luo Feng, he would definitely believe that Luo Feng would one day reach the supreme realm of the Nine Nethers that Qi warriors dream of, and thus master the legendary "colorless form."
Kuipeishan borrowed Luo Feng's sword and stood alone, his whole temperament suddenly changed.
"Brother, these twelve moves are what I have learned and understood throughout my life. They are not as profound as Dao Zhijian, but they are very effective in actual combat. The first four moves can be learned by any fifth-grade swordsman under Dragon Peak. , just keep an eye on it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the cold light of the Yamata Sword rising sharply. Kuei Peishan's gray hair was moving without wind. The sword moved with his arm. When the arm moved, the person had transformed into countless afterimages, as if blending into the surroundings.
Luo Feng stared attentively and observed on the spot.
The first move, the second move, the third move, and the fourth move. As the sword moves changed, the sword intent erupted from Kuipei Mountain became more and more fierce and terrifying, so much so that the surrounding wind and snow instantly turned into mist, It's as if all living things will melt when they get close.
"Brother, how much do you understand?" Kui Peishan stood alone, calm and relaxed, looking sideways.
"Are each of these moves superimposed?" Luo Feng asked.
"Yes, the power of the twelve sword boxes changes with the sword moves. This is true for the first four moves, and the same is true for the eight major sword moves at the end."
Luo Feng nodded and said no more. Instead, he suddenly sat cross-legged and closed his eyes tightly.
Kui Peishan was stunned, not knowing what Luo Feng meant. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly thought of a possibility. His eyes suddenly widened and he was so surprised that he could no longer speak.
“Isn’t it possible that I have already mastered the internal evolution at such a young age?”
What is internal evolution? It is a terrifying comprehension ability that even Kui Peishan, the great master of the banished fairyland, has not fully mastered.
Not to mention Kui Peishan, even in this Rakshasa City, I'm afraid I can't find anyone who can fully master this perverted "talent".
"Is this kid really extraordinary?" Kui Peishan was so surprised that he could no longer speak, with a trace of bitterness appearing on the corner of his mouth.
When he was young, he thought that as long as a person had perseverance, he would be able to overcome any obstacle, no matter how difficult it was. However, as he saw more people and things, he realized how important talent was and how rare luck was.
At this time, seeing Luo Feng's ability to "evolve within the realm", he was quite impressed.
In the final analysis, the reason why Luo Feng mastered such heaven-defying abilities without knowing it was simply because when Luo Feng was young, the Heavenly Master did not hesitate to sacrifice his own luck and personally performed stargazing for him and said, "This little boy The doll is also a sign of the unity of nature and man, old madman, your colorless look has finally been passed down to future generations."
Of course Luo Feng didn't know the shock of Kuipei Mountain at this time. He kept thinking of the first four swords of Kuipei Mountain's Twelve Sword Boxes in his mind.
Every detail, every Qi style and falling style was fully digested in Luo Feng's mind, and as time passed, the Kuipei Mountain in his mind was no longer Kuipei Mountain, but a young man.
A 1.87 meter tall boy holding a Yamata sword imitated the four swords in front of the Twelve Sword Box one by one in the dark, and then added his own understanding and practiced again.
An hour later, Luo Feng, with his eyes tightly closed, was already sweating profusely, his whole face was flushed, hot air was continuously exhaled from his thin lips, and even his breathing was rapid and heavy.
At this moment, Luo Feng slowly opened his eyes, his face weak but relieved.
"Brother, how are you?"
Luo Feng smiled lightly and said, "Senior, my ability is limited. I have been thinking about the first four swords for a long time. I estimate that I have understood 80% of the first sword and only half of the following three swords."
"This...is this called limited ability?" Kui Peishan's eyes nearly popped out.
For his first four swords, Luo Feng only spent an hour and reached the level of a year of diligent practice by meditating alone. This is called limited ability. Aren't people in this world all fools?
Kui Peishan was speechless and said for a long time, "Show me."
Luo Feng nodded, held the sword, and raised his posture. Although his body shape was far inferior to Kuipei Shan, he had his own charm in it.
The four swords were played quickly.
"Senior Kui, what do you think?" Luo Feng said without confidence.
Kui Peishan opened his mouth wide and couldn't say another word. In the end, he just sighed, "You are indeed the perfect combination of the blood of Emperor Longqi and the Ji family. My child, you are so evil. If you had been born three years earlier, Ten years ago, in that era when swordsmen were at their peak, there were no so-called twelve sword boxes."
In the evening, Luo Feng took a bath in the Bingshui River, changed into a cold-proof clothing that Wei Meiniang bought for Luo Feng herself, and sat next to the campfire, eating beef jerky and starting to think about the first four swords of the Twelve Sword Box.
Seeing Luo Feng being so serious, Kui Peishan naturally didn't dare to disturb him, so he simply wrapped his clothes tightly and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, Luo Feng suddenly quit his meditation, grabbed the Yamata sword and rushed out of the small house. From time to time, dragons and tigers roared in the deserted forest, and cold storms passed away.
"This guy has such a terrible learning talent." In the distance, in the darkness, under a white velvet robe is a beautiful woman's face.
She has been observing Luo Feng for a day.
Aaliya thought her talent was pretty good, but when she saw Luo Feng learning the Twelve Sword Boxes, she was completely shocked.
She asked herself, how long would it take for her to reach Luo Feng's current level if she were to learn the Twelve Sword Boxes by herself?
I'm afraid even she doesn't know.
"This guy is unmistakable. He is Luo Feng. No wonder the people from the Wolf Fang Guild are so friendly to him." Aaliya stood up and patted the snow on her body. She wanted to go back and immediately convey the news to the higher-ups of the Knights Guild.
But just when Aaliya was about to get up and leave, her slender legs suddenly stopped, and when she lowered her head, she saw that her long boots had been frozen by the ice at some point.
"Is this... anger?" Aaliya's face darkened. She looked around and suddenly saw an old gentleman with a long gray beard, it was Kui Peishan.
The god of Kuipei Mountain appears and disappears, and it turns out that he noticed Aaliya early in the morning.
"Little girl, peeking at people practicing martial arts is not something worthy of praise. I'm afraid you won't be able to go back today. It just so happens that you stay and fight with my little brother."
