In the previous life, the secret realm of Zhan Sheng City had been closed, and those in the world of cultivation finally understood the specific truth.
Feng Qingwu also heard the disciples chatting while guarding the medicine field, and then heard some news, but - compared to the benefits that had been obtained by others, the gossip spread more widely.
Therefore, from the mouths of those disciples, what Feng Qingwu knew the most was about the rather dramatic development of things before the secret realm of the Holy City was opened.
But...she vaguely felt that there might be something wrong with this.
After all, this is the world of cultivation and not a drama written by ordinary people. How could there be such a coincidence?
However, there is no need to talk to Jiang Zicheng about these things. He only needs to know that they are going to Zhan Sheng City to gain benefits.
Feng Qingwu still remembered what happened when he entered the sect's secret realm of Tianxuan Sect before, as well as the sword left in the secret realm - it was definitely a very powerful magic sword.
As long as she could gather the prototype of the sword heart and touch the threshold of the third realm of swordsmanship, she could take out the magic sword from the sect's secret realm and make it recognize her as the master.
After all, the most important thing in sword cultivation is the sword. If there is a powerful enough magic sword, it will undoubtedly greatly improve Feng Qingwu's strength.
It was even said that it would be helpful to the exchange conference for the younger generation of disciples that Zhou Luo mentioned three years later.
The reason why Feng Qingwu went to Zhan Sheng City this time was because of a piece of news he accidentally received in his previous life. He heard that someone had discovered traces of ancient sword cultivators in the secret realm.
Therefore, Feng Qingwu, who had no clue, guessed that there might be an opportunity to break through to the third level of swordsmanship!
Of course, Zhan Sheng City is a huge secret realm with a lot of good things inside. Whatever Jiang Zicheng brings out will be a huge profit.
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After bringing Jiang Zicheng to the cave, Feng Qingwu directly drew out the Liufeng Sword with his backhand: "If I read correctly, you also use a sword?"
"Well, I'm just not as good as Senior Sister. I only use a sword, but there are many other attack methods. I can't be a swordsman."
Jiang Zicheng paused: "I am not a pure swordsman, but the strongest trump card I have learned is swordsmanship. I wonder if senior sister can give me any advice?"
Hearing this, Feng Qingwu thought for a moment, stroking the Liufeng Sword while thinking in his heart.
In fact, she asked Jiang Zicheng to come to her first after three months of seclusion, for the sake of future experience and to give Jiang Zicheng some guidance on his practice.
So after a moment of silence, Feng Qingwu said: "Since you are not a pure swordsman, I can't teach you much, so I can only tell you how to use it."
"If your strongest trump card is swordsmanship, then you only need to remember one thing - the sword is a killing weapon. When you need to use this move, it must be a time to risk your life."
"At this time, you have to abandon all unnecessary thoughts, even... you have to abandon the sword in your hand, forget what you are using, just -"
As soon as Feng Qingwu finished speaking, she saw the Liufeng Sword in her hand moving instantly. Following her movements, she stabbed out with the sword!
In this strike, there is no sword intention, no sword energy...
All Jiang Zicheng could feel was endless killing intent, a cold and extremely crazy blow!
There seemed to be an illusion of a boundless sea of blood in front of him, which was accompanied by the stabbing of the sword, with a bloody and cruel color, just like the fighting of an ancient ferocious beast, directly hitting the wall of the cave!
The sound of 'boom' was blocked by Lingfeng's restriction, but it was imprinted in Jiang Zicheng's heart, and he could even faintly feel the panic that he couldn't control.
He only felt that his throat was dry and he could not speak: "Big, senior sister... what is this move called? Why is it so powerful?"
"This is not a swordsmanship, it's just a sword thrust by me. I didn't use any spiritual power."
"This is impossible?!"
Jiang Zicheng was even more surprised.
But Feng Qingwu shook his head and laughed: "This is what I want to tell you, Jiang Zicheng, even if I don't have a sword in my hand -"
Before she even finished speaking, she directly put the Liufeng machine back into the scabbard slung on her waist with her backhand, and then punched Jiang Zicheng in front of her at extremely fast speed!
This punch was equally swift and murderous!
Jiang Zicheng took half a step back in panic, but Feng Qingwu controlled it extremely well and stopped in front of him. Within a finger's distance, the strong wind only lifted his hair.
Seeing this, Jiang Zicheng gasped in fright: "I understand, senior sister, this is not caused by your swordsmanship."
Because Jiang Zicheng could feel that the power contained in the punch just now was actually the same as the sword just now.
Feng Qingwu nodded and said: "Yes, so if it is really a life-and-death crisis, you must attack with this mentality. When your trump card is used, the purpose is just to kill!"
"To mobilize all the strength of the whole body, all the spiritual power, and even to control every subtle movement of the body, this requires extremely strong control."
"Using a sword is a good choice, but it can emit the strongest killing intention, which is evil spirit. This is easy to condense for the blood-drinking killing soldiers."
Hearing this, Jiang Zicheng couldn't help but nodded, feeling something in his heart.
After all, Feng Qingwu showed up to teach. If you still don't understand the meaning, Jiang Zicheng, the inner disciple, no longer needs to be a disciple.
After seeing Jiang Zicheng deep in thought and trying to control every part of his body, Feng Qingwu sat down aside.
"Take your time and start by controlling spiritual power. If you can burst out in an instant and use it bit by bit, you will be considered qualified."
"After controlling the spiritual power, start from the limbs and slowly increase the control of the body. Only by completely controlling the power can the monks explode with power far beyond the body."
Jiang Zicheng nodded: "I understand, senior sister, have you fully mastered it?"
Unexpectedly, Feng Qingwu shook his head, and the gravity at his fingertips appeared, attracting the spiritual energy around him, and he looked beautiful.
But she explained: "I have been in seclusion for three months, and my cultivation has grown too fast. I have reached the eighth level of foundation building. That part of the rapid growth of strength cannot adapt well."
"That's true, after all, growth... wait, senior sister, what kind of cultivation are you doing?!"
Jiang Zicheng was just about to agree, but suddenly realized the meaning of Feng Qingwu's words and looked at her in disbelief.
But Feng Qingwu turned his head in confusion: "What's wrong? It's eight levels of foundation building. It only breaks through once a month. After all, the resources provided by Danfeng are too abundant."
"In three months, I broke through two levels, and everyone was surprised. Senior sister, you..."
Speaking of this, Jiang Zicheng only felt that people really couldn't be compared with each other. After all, only half a year ago, Feng Qingwu's cultivation level could not compare with his own.
The results of it?
In the blink of an eye, he was even more powerful than him!
But when Feng Qingwu spoke, he was seriously admonishing: "Jiang Zicheng, you have to remember that it is not a good thing to grow your cultivation too fast."
"Because I have re-cultivated, I can avoid the illusion of cultivation. I only need to control the sudden increase in power. But if you encounter this situation, you must control it, otherwise the foundation will be unstable and the consequences will be serious!"
Looking at Feng Qingwu's serious and serious face, it seemed that he was really worried that Jiang Zicheng would not be able to control his desire to improve his cultivation after encountering this situation.
But Jiang Zicheng only felt that he was in a lot of pain and said silently: "Sister, you are thinking too much."
"I'm worried that my cultivation will grow too fast. I guess I will never encounter it..."
Jiang Zicheng: I would like to meet him, but I don’t have this chance!
