"Idiot! How come your sword skills are worse than last time?" "Are you kidding me? The more you practice, the worse you get. When do you want to condense your innate secret skills?" "Too weak! I'm practicing again." Hearing the nagging voice in his ear, Erniu looked resentful. Since he came back yesterday, his father forced him to practice sword. Practice, it's okay, but if there is a slight mistake, there will be a physical output. Now he doesn't know how to practice because of the scolding. The more he practices, the worse he gets. The worse he gets, the more he gets beaten. This almost breaks his defense. "Dad, can you please stop talking?" Erniu said helplessly: "You are a gun practitioner, do you think it is reliable to teach me how to practice sword?" "Why is it unreliable?"
Su Wenlin glared, "I don't know swordsmanship, but I can't tell whether it is good or bad? You just don't practice hard!" "Now you are only one step away from condensing your innate secret skills. If you don't hurry up, you don't know how long you will have to wait!" "Practice quickly! Stop talking nonsense!" Erniu complained and picked up the sword again. Although his father was right, he was only one step away from the great success of swordsmanship. But this step is to resonate with the heaven and earth, how can it be a simple thing? Often this step is the most difficult, requiring the guidance of a master who has condensed the same innate secret skills, or self-realization after practicing swords for a long time. But obviously, in Qingshan Village, except him, no one else knows the Jingtao Sword. "Forget it, I'll endure it for a few more days. Dad won't stay for long." Erniu complained in his heart and was about to continue practicing swordsmanship. But at this time, there were knocks on the door outside the courtyard. "Brother Erniu, are you up?" Changqing? Erniu's eyes lit up and he almost cried. The savior came. "It's the young master. He must have something to ask me. I'll go and see." Erniu said with a serious face, threw the sword and ran out quickly. Su Wenlin opened his mouth and wanted to stop him, but after thinking about it, he just laughed and cursed, and ignored it. ... "Brother Qing, is there something wrong? Is there something urgent that I need help with?"
Erniu ran out of the courtyard quickly and winked at Su Changqing secretly. "Did you make Uncle Wenlin angry again?" Su Changqing shook his head with a smile, and then said: "I do have something to do. I want you to go to the mountain with me." Before he finished speaking, Erniu's eyes lit up, "Okay! No problem!" For him now, as long as he doesn't practice sword, he can go anywhere. After saying that, Erniu pulled Su Changqing and trotted all the way, and soon they were out of the village. At this point, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Su Changqing curiously and asked: "Why are you going up the mountain for no reason? There are many wild animals there." "Looking for medicinal herbs." Su Changqing sighed, "Many people in the village have caught a cold these two days and are coughing non-stop." "If this goes on, I'm afraid something will happen, so I asked my teacher for a medical book and learned a few prescriptions for boiling medicine." Erniu's mouth twitched slightly when he heard it. Going up the mountain to collect herbs for those people in Qingshan Village? Let alone the prescriptions in the medical book, even the prescriptions in the divine book can't save those people. That's not a matter of illness at all. Even if there is a real illness, it will be "dead" without a doubt. But this matter can't be told to Changqing, otherwise others don't know whether they will die, but he will definitely not survive. "You're carrying a wooden sword. You're not going to use it for self-defense, are you?" Looking at Su Changqing carrying a bamboo cage, a wooden sword on the left, and a hatchet on the right, Erniu said with a bit of a laugh. He said that the sword could not be practiced, but now it seems that the young master is serious and has even whittled the wooden sword. "Of course." Su Changqing nodded seriously, "I asked you to come here today, firstly to have a companion, and secondly to teach you swordsmanship." "You gave me the secret book, I can't keep it all to myself." When Erniu heard this, he looked at Su Changqing with some amusement and pointed at his nose, "You, teach me swordsmanship?" It sounds a bit absurd for a mortal to say that he wants to teach himself the swordsmanship of a sword cultivator at the peak of the third realm. "Is there a problem?" Su Changqing raised his eyebrows slightly. "Hahaha." Erniu laughed and shook his head, "Of course no problem, I have to study hard later, hahaha." Chatting and laughing all the way, the two soon arrived at the foot of the green mountain.
The fog was thick in the early morning, and visibility in the forest was very low. Su Changqing led the way with a hatchet in his hand. While searching for herbs, he was also alert to wild animals that might appear in the forest. As for Erniu, he was much more relaxed. After all, he was skilled and brave. With his strength, he could easily overturn the mountain, not to mention wild animals. He chatted with Su Changqing as he walked: "Changqing, I haven't thanked you for the poem last time, but it made me stronger." Su Changqing carefully picked a herb and chuckled: "Why are you being so polite to me? It's just a poem. Just tell me if you need it." He didn't dare to guarantee anything else, but a few poems were nothing to him. "Really?" Erniu's eyes lit up, "Then I won't be polite with you. That girl likes these flowery things, and I really have nowhere to get them." "But you don't need too many, just one or two more will be enough. If there are too many, you won't make the master angry." Su Changqing smiled, "Okay." As the two chatted and laughed, they gradually went deeper into the mountains, and there were more snakes, insects, rats and ants around. When Su Changqing bent down to pick a medicinal herb, a meter-long black-tip snake slowly straightened up on a branch nearby. The moment he saw Su Changqing pick the medicinal herbs, the black-tip snake opened its fangs and shot out at an extremely fast speed. Er Niu's brows jumped, sword energy surrounded his fingertips, and he was about to take action. But suddenly! laugh! A wooden sword that was as fast as lightning, with a faint sound of water flowing, accurately slashed seven inches of the black-tip snake. "Uh, Jingtao Sword?" The two cows were stunned, staring blankly at Su Changqing who put away the wooden sword, somewhat unable to react. Although it was just a simple sword move, after practicing it all night, he could still see the origin of this sword technique at a glance. "How is it? This swordsmanship can be practiced, right?" Su Changqing picked up the body of the black snake, looked at the stunned Er Niu and said with a smile. Erniu didn't speak, but recalled the simple sword move just now. Quick, decisive and precise! Even if he is a swordsman with great mastery of Jingtao Sword Technique, he can't find any fault in it. even
"Just now, there was the sound of water flowing from Jingtao Sword Technique. Is it because I practiced the sword technique all night and had an auditory hallucination, or is it the artistic conception of the sword technique?" The way Er Niu looked at Su Changqing gradually became a little different, but there was still a little hesitation in his eyes. But Su Changqing didn't think too much and kept moving forward. Erniu followed silently, looking suspiciously at Su Changqing's back. After a moment, his fingertips moved slightly, and a breath spread. "Ouch!" Soon, a wolf howled from the distance, and within a moment it appeared in front of the two of them. "Brother Erniu, don't move!" Although Su Changqing was frightened, he slowly stepped forward with his wooden sword in hand and made a standard starting position for the Jingtao Sword. Erniu's pupils shrank. "Ouch!" With a wolf howl, the huge gray wolf rushed straight towards Su Changqing. Er Niu's aura fluctuates. If there is danger, he will drive away the gray wolf as soon as possible. But he soon realized that it was unnecessary. Su Changqing gave a soft drink, and the Jing Tao sword technique shot away like clouds and flowing water. Gusts of strong wind emerged, and the dead leaves all around danced with the sword's edge. The surrounding dead leaves made a flowing sound like a stream. The sword moves gradually became sharper, and the sound of the stream began to become thicker, one after another like ocean waves. The gray wolf was already scarred, howling miserably, and turned to run away. But the next moment, thousands of streams flowed back, and it seemed like a stormy wave crashed down, striking the gray wolf hard. Erniu's eyes nearly dropped when he saw this scene, his face full of shock. "Fuck! The artistic conception of the storm? Dacheng swordsmanship?" "What a joke is this about riding a horse!" Jing Tao Sword Technique, Dacheng, Su Changqing. He knew all these words, but when they were put together, they seemed outrageous! The Jingtao Sword was given to Su Changqing by him, and it was still incomplete. It was only two days old now. I've mastered it! ? ? "roar!" Just when Erniu was doubting his life, a roar sounded in the dense forest. Su Changqing's eyes turned serious and he turned to look.
I saw a black bear that was about 10 feet long, striding out of the dense forest, scanning the whole place with bloodthirsty eyes. "His such a big bear? Trouble." Seeing this, Su Changqing hurriedly turned around and shouted, "Brother Erniu, run quickly, I'll be there soon!" After the words fell, he took a deep breath and said, "I have to go all out." Looking at the black bear, Su Changqing looked serious, pointed with one hand between his eyebrows, and shouted softly, "Print it!" laugh! In an instant, a water-like mark appeared, and then fell straight into the wooden sword. The next moment, the ordinary wooden sword suddenly glowed with a faint cyan light, and water seemed to be gathering around the sword! Seeing this scene, the black bear had no reaction. But Er Niu, who was standing behind Su Changqing, was completely confused. "My destiny. Secret skill?"