Chapter Seventy-Three: The Edge of the Sword Comes from the Sharpening

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Night falls, and the north wind howls.

The residence of Zhou Bo in the inner mansion is like a bean, illuminating the four faces with different expressions around him.

"This surnamed Liang goes out early and returns late every day, and practices swords on the back mountain. It seems that "Thirty-six Swords Chasing the Wind" has been refined to the realm of Xiaocheng. ”

It was Ma Qianjun who spoke.

Zhou Xuanshui said depressedly: "If it goes on like this, things will be difficult to do." ”

Lan Lingling's voice was sharp: "Damn it, how could he solve the sword problem?"

Zhou Xuanshui tilted his head sideways: "Could it be that Liang Qiufeng got Elder Xiao's face-to-face instruction beforehand and cheated?"

This is a good possibility.

Zhou Bo stretched out his hand and knocked three times on the table: "No matter what, this is already a fact. ”

At the mention of the word "facts", his face became ugly, and he took a long breath before continuing: "Now, it's useless to say anything else. At present, the most important thing is not to let Liang Qiu Feng pass the assessment of the inner disciples. ”

At the moment, Liang Qiufeng is just an outer disciple, and it is difficult to pinch, if he is allowed to enter the inner door, then he will have to do it?

Because of the matter of the old deacon, Zhou Bo knows that the contradiction between him and Liang Qiufeng is irreconcilable, either you die or I die.

Ma Qianjun had a bitter face: "According to our previous preparations, it is safe to deal with him, but the problem is that this kid has actually learned the Xuan-level swordsmanship, and there are great variables......

Zhou Bo said with a straight face: "What about the variables? Time is pressing, and it is impossible for Liang Qiufeng to fully master the new swordsmanship. Don't forget, his cultivation of the fourth stage of strength will be a fatal shortcoming. Cultivation is insufficient, even if you comprehend the mystery of swordsmanship, you can't exert enough power. ”

As the cliché goes, cultivation is the foundation. Without a foundation, it is equivalent to water without a source, a tree without a source, and the roots cannot last.

"Also, a few days ago, I repaired my book and returned to Zhongnan City, and Mr. Guo agreed to give him a three-trick breaking Yuan Dan. At the time of the assessment, if there is really no way, then Xuanshui, you can eat it. ”

Hearing the words "Breaking Yuan Dan", Zhou Xuanshui was struggling.

Zhou Bo raised his eyebrows: "Xuanshui, don't you want to?"

Zhou Xuanshui sighed: "Yes." ”

"That's good. ”

Zhou Bo's tone was calm: "Those who do big things are not informal." What is a small sacrifice? Don't worry, after the matter is completed, our Zhou family will never treat you badly. In addition, you are not allowed to let go of your usual cultivation work. Liang Qiufeng is doing penance every day, and we have to catch up. ”

"Yes!"

Zhou Bo was very satisfied with their attitude, and the corners of his mouth showed a wisp of murderous intent: Liang Qiufeng, just rely on you, you also want to fight with me, and kill yourself!

……

Wujian Building, basement, stone room.

Gu Chengyang drove his mind and made every effort to solve the sword problem of a page carrier. His body trembled slightly, his expression changed uncertainly, and he was drenched in sweat, and he had reached the most critical juncture.

"Break it for me!"

In the midst of the loud shouts, the sword inscription of the page shattered with a bang.

"Haha, I finally got the inheritance of "Only I Kill the Sword Primer", and from then on, I only learned one sword and only produced one sword. The sword is revealed, who will fight!"

……

Zhenwu Cliff, on the cliff, is a cave that has been dug out, and the space inside can only accommodate one person, which is extremely simple.

Not far from each other, Luo Gang and Zhang Jiangshan sat in the cave respectively, closing their eyes and cultivating with all their might.

The cave was too small and too fat, and Zhang Jiangshan was quite uncomfortable. But with great perseverance, he endured it and sat motionless.

Because he knew that Gu Chengyang, who was originally of the same rank, had already gone to the front, and not far away, another competitor was racing against time to cultivate and break through.

If you slack off, you will be thrown away, withdraw from the competition, and you will no longer be able to catch up.

-- When you zoom in, in fact, the whole Zhongnan Mountain is like a melting pot. Inside the furnace, there are people cultivating all the time.

The road of martial arts, sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. Laziness will be the deadliest enemy!

……

Luck, adjustment, power!

Rumble!

A punch was thrown, whirring, faintly bringing out a faint red aura.

Ziyang Gong!

Exactly the same action, from morning to night, Liang Qiufeng has to do it thousands of times a day. When boredom has become a habit, when loneliness has become a nature, it is no longer a problem.

After practicing every day, his body felt like he had just been fished out of the water, wet. On the clothes, there are also many black spots like needle eyes, and when you smell it, there is a strange fishy smell.

These are actually the impurities of the body forced out by Liang Qiu Feng's guò exercises.

In every human body, there are many impurities. Impurities are harmful and can hinder and affect bodily functions. After quenching and forcing out, people will become stronger and more powerful.

From the sharpening, the human body can also be regarded as a sword. Only by constantly polishing and refining can we stimulate the potential of superhumans.

……

"I didn't fail, I didn't fail......"

"Hee-hee, there are a lot of cotton balls flying in the sky. ”

"Ah, help me, help me, there's lightning striking me......"

On this day, on the way back to the courtyard, Liang Qiufeng heard a strange cry. Upside down, like madness.

When I walked over and looked at it, I couldn't help but be silent.

Wu Qingfeng is Wu Qingfeng's senior brother.

In the Sword Hall, Wu Qingfeng failed to solve the sword question, suffered a backlash, vomited blood and was seriously injured, and the spiritual world almost collapsed. Although after treatment, the body is fine. But he fell into insanity, in other words, he went insane.

Crazy, I don't recognize people, and I run out at the first opportunity, talking gibberish, and making all kinds of weird gestures. even took off his clothes in public and ran around the mountains naked.

For what happened to him, many Sword Mansion disciples were deeply sympathetic, and some female disciples with poor psychological tolerance cried.

However, no matter what, Wu Qingfeng's behavior has had a bad impact on the Sword Mansion. It is said that the elder has already made a decision to send Wu Qingfeng down the mountain and go home soon—he is not suitable to continue to be a disciple of the Sword Mansion.

Regarding compensation, it is 5,000 catties of spiritual rice.

In this regard, the Sword Mansion's approach is indeed benevolent.

Looking at Senior Brother Wu with his hair scattered, Liang Qiufeng felt a sense of concern: the road of martial arts cultivation is dangerous every step, and if you are not careful, you will get lost or even fall.

Soon, a disciple of the Sword Mansion Guards who heard the news came and clicked on Wu Qingfeng's acupuncture points, so that he could temporarily fall asleep so that he could be carried away.

It happened that the two guards disciples, Liang Qiufeng knew each other. One is Guan Heng and the other is Yang Tianming.

They looked at each other, but they spoke, and they only nodded and smiled, which was regarded as a greeting.

In the process of penance, time flies and leaves no trace.

Soon it was the end of the year, in the Red Dust World, at this time, people were busy preparing for the New Year, and for the disciples of the Zhongnan Sword Mansion, they also ushered in the most important moment of the year:

The year-end assessment is about to begin.