Wen Renzheng had nothing to say about Young Master Liu's shamelessness.
When this kid is serious, he is more serious than anyone else. When this kid is not serious, no one is as serious as him.
The choice of the Heavenly Sword is mainly determined by good character. Throughout the dynasties and the vicissitudes of life, people with good character are as countless as the stars in the sky, but there are only a few people who have received the Heavenly Sword.
"Come with me, if I don't temper you a bit, I will not be able to meet my predecessors in a hundred years. I am blind to choose a boy like you as my successor!"
"Where to go?"
"Outside the city!"
As soon as Wen Renzheng finished speaking, Liu Mingzhi felt himself getting up involuntarily, and Wen Renzheng held up his collar and jumped up in the air.
A distance of tens of feet up and down, you can only hear the whistling of the wind in your ears, and you can't see anything clearly. You can only squint your eyes to feel this feeling of being out of gravity.
Lying on the roof, Liu Yi could not help but show admiration as he watched Wen Renzheng speeding away with his young master in his arms.
"The Heavenly Sword is the Heavenly Sword. It is shaped like a gust of wind and moves like lightning. An innate master is worthy of being called a terrestrial god by martial arts people. He can cause mountains to collapse and the earth to split with just a slight movement. I will never be able to reach such a state in my life!"
I don’t know how long it took, but Liu Mingzhi once again felt the fullness of the earth. He suppressed the dizziness in his mind and looked at Wen Renzheng, who was looking into the distance with his hands behind his back: "Old man, where is this?"
"On the banks of the Gold River!"
"Jinhe, a hundred miles away from the capital?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at the surrounding environment through the moonlight. Apart from the sound of running water, there was very little that could be seen. But one thing he was sure of was that this was indeed the bank of the Jin River.
After swallowing his saliva, Liu Mingzhi looked at Wen Renzheng as if he was an outsider: "How long did it take to reach the bank of the Jinhe River?"
"Half a stick of incense, right?"
"Fifteen minutes? You flew..."
Liu Mingzhi was suddenly speechless. He was really flying, and it was a swishing kind of thing.
"minute?"
"The saying outside the Great Wall means "engraved". Don't mind. Why did you bring me here, old man?"
Wen Renzheng suddenly turned around and looked at Young Master Liu gloomily, startling him. He didn't understand how a highly respected person like Wen Renzheng could have such an expression!
"The little tree is not cultivated and straight. As a descendant of the Heavenly Sword, if you continue to be so lazy, you will become a crooked tree sooner or later. As your mentor, how can I see you so willingly degenerate?"
"Old man, I really can't practice. I'm not lazy, okay?"
"I thought you were extremely smart and had good understanding, and you could master the Nine-Style Sword Song. How could I have thought that you were so incompetent? Since you are so incompetent, I will personally teach you and draw out the Heavenly Sword!"
"Old man, I..."
"If I don't draw my sword, I'll skin you!"
With a bang, the cold and stern Heavenly Sword was immediately unsheathed, shining brightly in the moonlight, sending chills down one's spine.
"Separate your feet one foot apart, focus on the waist, and sink the energy in the Dantian to the Guanyuan point."
Liu Mingzhi took up his posture according to Wen Renzheng's instructions. He had practiced this move countless times based on the Nine-Style Sword Song, but he still couldn't get it right.
Wen Renzheng pinched his sword finger and waved it lightly, and a strong wind wrapped around Liu Mingzhi: "The first form of the nine-position sword song, the mountains and rivers fall!"
Liu Mingzhi found that he couldn't help but practice the Nine-Style Sword Song. The internal energy in his body flowed unnaturally through the eight meridians. This was a feeling he had never experienced before.
The Heavenly Sword's sword chanted loudly, and after one move of the sword, Liu Mingzhi looked at the turf that had been overturned to the ground around him and was a little stunned. Is this the movement he made?
It turns out that this young master is so strong!
"Don't be distracted, Qi circulates in the Yutang, the two small Zhoutian acupoints in the atrium come out of the Tianshu and enter the Liangqiu acupoint on the legs to circulate the Zhoutian, the Qi in the Dantian at the wrists moves around the arms, the second posture of the Nine-Stage Sword Song, the waves are rising!"
Liu Mingzhi felt that his whole body was being manipulated by Wen Renzheng, and he couldn't help but dance again. The sword light shone and the sword chanted happily. Liu Mingzhi, who had already established his momentum, looked at the undulating Jin River and swallowed his saliva!
It turns out that this young master is really strong!
"The waves are rising and falling, the Qi in the Dantian is endless, the Qi moves through the two acupoints of Fengchi and Tianzhu, and the rest of the waves rise in succession with the second sword song, and the third sword song, the sunset is setting!"
This young master is really too strong!
"The Fourth Sword Song Rising Sun!"
This young master wants to fight ten!
"The fifth sword sings the blue sea waves!"
This young master is unable to complain.
"The Sixth Sword Song Terrain Kun!"
If you don't accept the challenge, who am I afraid of? Come on, just for a second!
"The Seventh Sword Song Mountains and Rivers Fall!"
This young master doesn’t target anyone here. They are all rubbish!
"The Eighth Sword Song Howling Ghosts and Gods!"
The sun rises in the east, I am the only one who is undefeated! This young master wants to change his name, Dongfang won't...always win!
"The Nine Styles of Sword Song. Sword Song focuses on killing. One sword is stronger than the other. It is like the waves of an angry sea. Its momentum is endless. It circulates the major acupuncture points all over the body. The energy of the Dantian merges with the five acupoints. The Ninth Sword Song is astonishing. !”
Liu Mingzhi's body danced in the air, ignoring gravity, flipping and boiling in the air, the sword energy was flowing horizontally, the golden river was generating waves, the grass was lying on the ground by the river, and the strong wind was whistling and hundreds of birds were flying in fright.
"Amazing!"
Liu Mingzhi waved the Heavenly Sword in his hand, and the sword energy slashed straight away. A lush dense forest next to the Jinhe River creaked. Liu Mingzhi landed smoothly. Hundreds of trees in the dense forest fell to the ground one after another, and they were cut off at waist level.
Liu Mingzhi held the Heavenly Sword in his hand and looked at the power of cutting off hundreds of trees as thick as a human waist. His heart was trembling. Finally, he was no longer fighting against the five scum.
Finally, it was no longer time to fight against the five scum, and he could finally seek revenge on Qi Yun. Liu Mingzhi sheathed the Heavenly Sword, and had already planned in his heart that he would fight Qi Yun for 300 rounds after she gave birth to her son.
To repay the shame of Dangyang Academy in the past.
"Fuck!"
Liu Mingzhi put away the Heavenly Sword for a moment and collapsed on the ground with a scream. At this moment, he felt like he was paralyzed to save himself. He felt nothing but pain in his whole body and could not use any strength at all.
Wen Renzheng slowly walked up to Liu Mingzhi: "The Nine-Style Sword Song is amazing to heaven and man. Don't give up halfway. Run the Nine-Style Sword Song yourself according to your memory!"
"Old man, I'm exhausted!"
Wen Renzheng took out a black pill from his arms and brought it to Young Master Liu's mouth.
Liu Mingzhi shook his head to dodge. This pill looked like a pill that stretched his legs and stared. He didn't have the courage to take it.
"This is the Tiger Fetus Pill, which is made from various tonics. It is specially designed to treat the hidden injuries caused by physical collapse due to excessive martial arts practice. I'm about to take it. I'm going to perform the Nine-Style Sword Song again!"
Liu Mingzhi swallowed the pills hesitantly, rested for half a stick of incense, and rehearsed the Nine-Style Sword Song under the instructions of Wen Renzheng. The things he didn't understand before seemed to be penetrated throughout his body, running freely and extremely smoothly!
Liu Mingzhi looked at the destruction he had caused and was a little surprised: "Old man, why did you only cut down two trees? Shouldn't hundreds of trees have to be cut down in half at once?"
Wen Renzheng rolled his eyes, really too lazy to deal with this disciple who didn't understand shit.
Until now, I am still wondering why Tianjian chose its master. Could it be that it has been too long and the sword has become dim?
"Nonsense, it was an old innate sword power before. You are only a sixth-grade martial artist and can cut off two trees within ten feet, which is not bad!"
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