An uninhabited island in Moon Crow Lake.
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 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 others.
The master had been in seclusion for decades, and she was almost alone in the back, comprehending spiritual practice, practicing swords 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 traveled to several continents with He Dajianxiu 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 stopped 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 on his face. 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 heroes of the world, so I used the opportunity to teach him a lesson and asked him to leave the white paper that read, "One sword can conquer the world, one sword can sweep 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 and go to several continents to practice, right?"
"No need, my disciple's shuriken 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 guidance" 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 Master of Magical Weapons, who sent people 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 wanted to be taught by herself, 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 guidance can often make apprentices realize something. Shui Qingru is very resilient in her work. Just as 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. For decades, she perfected the "Immortal Guidance" style. The power of the small magical power and the flowing water sword intention are even more perfect and ingenious. Even the stacking fist intention of the year was figured out by her to the point where the superposition of eight fist ideas is very impressive.
It would be strange if Zhang Xuanan, the greedy and knowledgeable guy, was not defeated by his teacher.
"'Integration with the mind, the sword realm is subdivided into three levels. You have currently reached the second level of 'Unending sword intention,' followed by 'Integration with the sword,' and you are currently infinitely close to being a master.' Combined 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 'sword way.' You can't go wrong if you follow the current path."
Zhang Wenfeng then carefully explained to his apprentice the differences between the three levels of "harmony with intention" he had 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 God's Head" that can disillusion the sword's will. Innate aptitude has always been 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 from 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 Liuzhu, so you can't hinder us." Then he threw it next door, out of sight, and then picked it back up afterward. The old man didn't know anyway. You Mengchang escaped invisibly, not wanting to pay attention to Taoist Zhang.
After returning to the sect, it was busy for several days, and Yang Shuilan and Lezi returned to Liuzhi River. Zhang Guanzhu's life returned to its usual routine. He practiced, did homework, understood the small world of Zhenhun Palace, figured out the rules of the sword, and became proficient in the nine-character mantra of the Liujia secret blessing curse. In the evening, he and Yun Qiuhe joined hands in various places in the sect. Move around.
He has an active brain with all kinds of insights and sparks of inspiration, and he does not dare to retreat easily. It was common for him to occasionally fall into a trance in the Xiangsui Hall and be immersed in it for ten and a half days. He kept You Lao and Xiao Ni'er in the secret realm in mind, and would only wake up after a brief taste. Otherwise, more than ten years would have passed by without paying attention. If Xiao Ni'er didn't find the opportunity in the Hualong Pond, wouldn't he be blinded? Three months passed quickly.
Zhang Wenfeng accepted the appointment and took You Lao into the small world of Soul Zhendian. 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 become extinct and dissipate. Winter is coming, and one day Zhang Guanzhu and his wife went out to enjoy the snow, with three little sprites following them not far behind.
Looking at the heavy snow that is flying in the wind, I can't help but connect with the heaven and earth, and touch the magical effect of Liujia's secret blessing "Zhe".
The yin and yang meet at the entrance, like the spring sun melting into snow, or like fire thrown into oil meeting oil. Naturally, a bit of the origin appears in the chaos, lively, splashing, 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 Palace 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 main hall and made two nests with the maid 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 had passed, and Zhang Wenfeng suddenly woke up from his state of cultivation enlightenment.
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 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.
"good!"
