What did the youkai do?

Zhan Changfeng naturally thought of the wolf king, and also thought of Yu Sheng.

On the day of the shooting assessment, she found that Yu Sheng was contaminated with a little demonic energy, which was not easy to detect, but it was very malignant, and it happened that her residence was being rebuilt, so she took the opportunity to propose to live in Yu Sheng's house, but unfortunately after the accident of the good medicine mountain, she had no time to see Yu Sheng.

Zhan Changfeng thought of this, and as soon as his footsteps turned, he went to find Yu Sheng and stopped.

"You have to know that although it has been twenty or so days, the carpenter I found has not been working since the day after I disappeared, and the house is still broken. ”

Yu Sheng looked at someone who was serious speechlessly, and she didn't say she wouldn't let it.

"I've noticed that you've not only grown taller, but you've also grown thicker. Yu Sheng couldn't hold back and scolded directly.

Zhan Changfeng didn't care, seeing that she was doing well and there was no demonic energy on her body, so he brought up another topic, "Take the liberty of asking, what did you see when you entered the fog?"

She gave a rough picture of what she saw.

Yu Sheng didn't know how many times he was going to be shocked today, "How is it possible, although I can't recognize all the herbs inside, but I can be sure that it is a medicine garden." ”

"It's still the medicine garden of the immortal family, and the vast scene in it is rare in the world. Yu Sheng emphasized.

"What else can you see besides the medicine garden?"

Yu Sheng recalled, "No, there is only fairy grass, and only one can be brought out." ”

Zhan Changfeng estimated it, and probably guessed that this immortal medicine garden was looted, and the lootered person was trapped in the fog and fought with the toad.

In this way, it may also be a real event that someone saw a man take away the entire beacon fire.

Maybe the man was the one who ransacked the medicine garden.

However, none of this is something she can control.

Anyway, she has already handed over the Shennong Book to Shennongmen, and no cause or effect can touch her.

Good Medicine Mountain doesn't care about it in advance, but the matter of the wolves in Beacon Mountain is not over yet.

During the few days that Zhan Changfeng stayed in social studies, he went to a secluded place in the mountains to practice swords.

After her body was damaged three years ago, she studied pure yin bones and comprehended soul arts, and rarely concentrated on sword practice.

If you want to practice the sword, you must practice the basic skill - swinging the sword.

How to swing a sword?

Setting a point of nothingness in the line of sight, so that every time you swing your sword impartially, this is the work of water milling, and there can be no deviation.

When she started, she was too small and her sword was too heavy to lift.

Slowly use a wooden sword, use an iron sword, and use an eighty-six-pound black iron sword.

The number of swings of the sword also went from a hundred swings of the sword, which was deviated forty-five times, and the arm was sore, and he could not lift it, to the later swing of the sword a thousand times, which was one hundred and one deviations, and he almost couldn't hold the hilt of the sword.

Let's talk about the basic sword moves: stab, split, hang, tease, cloud, wipe, hang, frame, pick, point, collapse, intercept, hold, belt, wear, lift, chop, sweep, cut wrist flower, wrist flower, and each sword move has many forms, such as the stabbing sword subdivision has a flat stabbing sword, an upper stabbing sword, a lower stabbing sword, a low stabbing sword, a back stabbing sword, a probing sword, a split sword subdivision has a left slashing sword, a right slashing sword, a back slashing sword, and a hanging sword is subdivided into an upper hanging sword, a lower hanging sword, and a wheel hanging sword.

To practice each move to the extreme, to the point is not simply a combination of time and effort.

While Zhan Changfeng swinging her sword, she was calculating the angle of the sword, the amount of strength, and the amplitude of her body movements, and she regarded herself as a debuggable machine, just to get a satisfactory result.

The mind, body, and sword have gradually reached unity, and the heart is going, the body moves with it, and the sword is like an arm, and the number of times the sword is swinging is increasing, and the error rate is decreasing.

Finally, it took her four full years to swing her sword 10,000 times in one hour, with 100% accuracy. The body has formed an instinct, and there is no need to deliberately calculate, and every sword is accurate to the point of not being biased.

But now she found that her sword was starting to deviate.

The instinct that has been accumulated for countless hours can also be wasted because of momentary slackness.

Zhan Changfeng held his sword, sweat dripping down his cheeks. Ji Guang said the four words of Guiyi Sword Sect, and the only thing she could think of was the Long Beard Old Dao.

The only thing related to the "sword" around her is the sword technique taught to her by the long-bearded old Taoist.

Kendo?

She didn't know that she was a sword-wielder, but she never wanted to become a swordsman.

But aside from the long-bearded old way and the way of the sword, she has not yet found anything similar to the Nine Turns of Life Recipe from the known sects and characters.

The specificity of the Nine Transformations of Life Technique is destined not to be exposed too much at this stage, so the Martial Arts Academy is the best choice for her.

She also hopes to find her own reason to learn kendo in this martial art.

The direction of the wind and the swaying of the blades of grass seem to be pulled by the sword in her hand, forming a peculiar rhythm, at this moment she seems to be melting into the nature of all things, and also seems to be above all beings, and the vigorous true qi in the body impacts the meridians, which is bound to be superimposed layer by layer.

"Drink!" "Drink!" The bones were clear, and the surging true qi broke through the confinement of the body, and with the sweeping sword, it exuded a powerful force, and the branches and leaves of a towering tree in front of him that the three of them could not hug shook violently, as if it had been shaken by a hurricane.

The two turned out from behind the tree. This sword can be said to be indirectly slashed at them, and the thrilling feeling is terrifying, and they didn't expect that the person who was still in the impression of "weak Qianqian" a few months ago was already a little unfathomable!

These two people are the brothers and sisters Leng Yi'an and Leng Yuzi who met on Beacon Mountain. Leng Yi'an's eyes lit up, his fighting spirit was fierce, and he said in a deep voice, "Good sword." ”

Leng looked at the person holding the sword, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, this person seemed to be even colder.

Although her expression was cold and sharp before, she had a little warmth in the end, but now she looked at them, her expression was as usual, but it was too normal, no sadness, no joy, no anger and no sorrow, as if she had restrained all her emotions.

That kind of cold, not aimed at anyone, just because it is high and cold, just like the immortal who strokes the qin on the top of the snow-capped mountain, the outsider who cooks wine and dances the sword in the depths of the moonlight, standing there with wide sleeves and long robes, with the nobility of the world and the ethereal of the world, occasionally glance at them, and see them in the world.

She didn't speak, but looked at them, and told them to be restrained. Leng Yuzi stubbornly explained, "We didn't mean to peek at your cultivation, we just happened to come over and didn't have time to say hello." ”

Zhan Changfeng put away his sword and hooked a kettle, "Is there something wrong?"

Leng Yuzi's heart was a little relieved, and said, "We are here for the cannibalism incident. ”

According to her, it has been a month since she came down from the Good Medicine Mountain, and it seems that two more people have died in the middle, and there is no trace of the murderer, she doesn't care much about it, but occasionally some people on the road are talking, and she listens to it.

Leng Yi'an over there said bluntly, "Thirteen people, now only you, we, Cheng Zhigao, Xiao Shaobai, we can't sit still." ”

It's not a way to always rely on people to protect them, not to mention that those who learn martial arts have to be careful when they enter and exit, which is really unpleasant.

That thing is always going to come to them, so it's better to design it out.

Zhan Changfeng's mind turned, and he roughly understood their thoughts, "Then you must be the wolf king taking revenge?"

"Other than that, there's no other possibility. Leng Yuzi said, "A recent cannibalism case has confirmed this. ”

"Lately?"

Leng Yu Ziqi said, "You can't have heard of it, have you?"

"I don't have time to listen. ”

“.....”

The brother and sister couldn't help but look sideways, are you not taking it to heart or are you cultivating crazy.

Leng Yi'an said firmly, "When a cannibalism case occurred recently, the militia found a wisp of wolf hair next to the bones. ”

"We suspect that the wolf king did it, he can enter and leave the village without being discovered, and he can deal with the warriors, but I am afraid that there is nothing else to do except the wolf king. ”