Chapter 7

There are five levels of pure Yang Gong, as Lin Yun expected.

Compared with the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, the progress was slow, and after three days, it was still at the first level.

The root and bones are the foundation of the cultivation of the exercises.

The so-called root bone refers to the physique of a warrior. Lin Yun is just an ordinary mortal body, even worse than an ordinary mortal body.

In addition to the root bone, you have to rely on foreign objects.

Generally speaking, most of the foreign objects are medicinal pills, followed by Feng Shui treasures, which are full of spiritual energy, and they are also multiplied with half the effort.

In the Qingyun Sect, the place full of spiritual energy has long been occupied by inner disciples and sect elders.

Lin Yun's roots are not good, and there is neither a feng shui treasure, nor an elixir.

The progress of Pure Yang Gong cannot be accelerated.

However, within three days, it was not in vain. His Flowing Wind Swordsmanship became more and more proficient.

This kind of cultivation method that relies on understanding is not too difficult for him.

Tiger Fist, also did not fall.

Swordsmanship is a killing technique, a kungfu technique refines inner strength, and fierce tiger boxing is for sharpening the body, all three are indispensable.

In front of the hut.

Lin Yun stretched out his palm, pressed against the hilt of the sword, and Cambridge touched the ground.

With a light drink, the long sword spun rapidly under his palm.

But the top of the scabbard did not rotate with it, and it ended up in the ground.

"not yet……"

Lin Yun closed his eyes, muttered to himself, and felt the long sword spinning under his palm, letting his inner strength melt into it little by little.

call out!

A wisp of breeze, born on the ground, from bottom to top, tugged the long hair in front of Lin Yun's forehead.

"Collecting swords into the wind!"

Lin Yun opened his eyes sharply, the bright light in his eyes flickered, and his open palm tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

Good weight!

A powerful suction and pulling force came from the sword body, and the previously accumulated force pulled Lin Yun's body towards the ground ruthlessly.

The Tiger Fist laid a solid foundation, allowing Lin Yun to stabilize his body and lift the sword.

Whoosh!

The moment the sword was drawn, Lin Yun's body sprinted forward uncontrollably.

Even with a sword, he rushed out two feet away.

The scabbard stabbed fiercely into the rock in front of it, a full inch, and the stone wall cracked open after cracks.

Lin Yun's whole body felt exhausted and exhausted.

Wiping the sweat on his forehead, he looked at the long sword horizontally inserted on the rock, thoughtfully.

Gather swords!

This is one of the three ultimate moves of the Liufeng swordsmanship. Gathering swords becomes a wind, and it is so powerful only when it is used for the first time.

No wonder, its comprehension requirements are so high.

"Sure enough, gathering swords into wind is to use swords to become wind, and at the moment when the wind blows, the power accumulated before is multiplied."

Lin Yun calmly analyzed that the sword was still unsheathed. If the sharp blade was unsheathed, the lethality would be even greater.

However, it is too troublesome to implement.

If I fight against people, I will be defeated before the wind blows.

It still needs to make persistent efforts, and when it is free to do whatever it wants, it will be able to exert its maximum power in the real battle.

"I taught myself and trained myself, and that's the level that I can reach. To go further, I have to enter the sect's organ hall and fight with battle puppets. Or go out and fight in actual combat, both of which can increase my swordsmanship proficiency. "

Lin Yun whispered to himself, not complacent because of his swordsmanship.

After a while, I had an idea in my heart and went out to fight!

Although the effect of the organ hall is good, he needs to pay silver taels to enter. It is a bit difficult for him to have no money now.

When you go out for actual combat, you will experience yourself and kill the beasts in exchange for money and medicine pills.

Now there is an urgent need for medicinal pills to improve Pure Yang Gong.

Otherwise, the cultivation will stop, and no matter how strong the swordsmanship is, it will be a pretence.

The Hengyun Mountains are located at the rear of the Qingyun Sect. This mountain range is endless, extending through several countries, and only a small part of it is located in the Tianshui Kingdom.

This small part alone constitutes one-third of the land area of ​​Tianshui Kingdom.

In addition to the Qingyun Sect, Tianshui Kingdom also has three major sects, collectively referred to as one sect and three sects. They are Crazy Sword Sect, Qingyun Sect, Ziyan Sect and Xuanyang Sect.

The disciples of the four major sects like to practice in the Hengyun Mountains.

In the past, Lin Yun was limited by his status as a sword slave, and he had very few opportunities to go out to practice, but now he has no such concerns.

After simply packing up, Lin Yun went out.

The Hengyun Mountain Range is not far from the sect, just behind the Qingyun sect, and successfully entered in less than an hour.

There are many dangerous beasts in the forest, and if you go a little deeper, you can even encounter monsters.

Compared with beasts, monster beasts are dazzled by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, a little bit of demonization and mutation, and their strength is extremely terrifying.

The weakest monster also has the strength of the fifth level of martial arts.

With Lin Yun's current third-level martial arts level, encountering a monster would definitely lead to a dead end.

Lin Yun, who didn't want to provoke monsters, walked cautiously in the Hengyun Mountains, looking for a single beast.

The fur, claws, and flesh and blood of the beasts in the Hengyun Mountains have certain value. For the current Lin Yun, it is a large amount of income.

Unfortunately, along the way, most of the beasts live in groups.

Lin Yun, who was alone, could only give up and wait for the opportunity.

Whoa whoa whoa!

"The sound of water?"

Follow the sound and you will see a mountain stream that converges into a river. It collided with the rocks and made a crisp and tactful sound, rushing down, bringing bursts of breeze.

"Gathering water into a stream, rushing like wind, flowing wind swordsmanship, flowing water like wind."

Lin Yun's eyes lit up, and suddenly, he realized something. Could it be that the so-called flowing water swordsmanship does not refer to flowing wind, but flowing water like wind!

It is no wonder that this sword technique, in the Qingyun Sect, has never been cultivated.

Perhaps the crux of the matter lies in this.

With his eyes closed, Lin Yun fell into contemplation as he recalled the moves of the Flowing Wind Swordsmanship in his mind.

After a while, he drew his sword, jumped down, and jumped into the water.

thump!

As soon as it fell, it was washed down by a huge current of water, and it was completely wet.

Getting up and crawling to the shore, Lin Yun didn't care.

I wiped the stream on my face, and jumped into it again... This cycle, I am not afraid of difficulties.

I don't know how many times I failed, a hundred times, a thousand times?

Lin Yun fell into the water, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, his whole body was sore, and he was almost numb.

"It's done!"

With perseverance and perseverance, Lin Yun finally succeeded, standing firmly in the water and mountains, letting the stream hit and the breeze blowing, but he would not fall.

With a look of joy on his face, Lin Yun smiled slightly, and the flow of wind swordsmanship unfolded.

"Gathering water becomes Xi, rushing like wind..."

In the rushing stream, Lin Yun danced with his sword, feeling the breeze brought by the rushing water.

The body is like a cunning rabbit, jumping up into the water, and the flowing wind swordsmanship is instantly dark with the stream and the breeze.

rub! rub! rub!

Swinging the long sword, he moved along the stream, constantly jumping, immersed in the cultivation of the flowing wind swordsmanship, completely forgetting himself.

He seemed to turn into the wind, merged with the rushing stream, and flowed straight down.

The stream eventually converges on the mountainside into a clear lake.

All the way along the stream, the castration continued. Seeing that Lin Yun was about to fall into the lake, the long sword spun frantically down the palm of his hand.

When he was about to fall, he snorted softly, grabbed the long sword sharply, and stabbed forward.

"Collecting swords into the wind!"

Suddenly, the strength contained in the sword pulled him flying. Like a blue bird, sticking to the surface of the lake, it keeps leaping forward.

Where the long sword passed, the sword wind suddenly rose, stirring up two rows of waves.

Near the 100-meter-wide lake, it flew across.

Whoa!

Looking back, the waves fell on the lake, like thousands of beads hitting the jade plate.

A sword flies across a hundred meters, and the flow of wind swordsmanship has been accomplished!

Lin Yun said softly: "This Flowing Wind Swordsmanship seems to be more powerful than the recorded power. It seems that the Flowing Wind Swordsmanship of the Qingyun Sect is not necessarily the original, and there are many omissions."

Today, I realized the sword in this stream, and I accidentally realized the true meaning of swordsmanship and completed it.

Roar!

Three roars came, and Lin Yun turned his head to look, but three brown-haired iron-clawed wolves came out.

Thinking about it, he was looking for his prey, and was startled by the sound of water, and then found Lin Yun.

The iron claw wolf is extremely fierce, and its wolf claws are harder than steel and extremely sharp.

You can easily grab the chest of a warrior, and with a little pull, you can pull out the internal organs.

And they all appeared in groups, and they were considered to be the tyrants on the edge of the Hengyun Mountains.

Now the swordsmanship is small, but he is determined to give it a try.

Lin Yun's face was dignified, and he didn't dare to be careless. He held the long sword and trembled slightly.

Not afraid, the mind has always maintained a high degree of tension, bringing excitement.

It seemed that Lin Yun's aura was somewhat unusual, the three-headed iron-clawed wolf did not act rashly. With fierce eyes, he stared at Lin Yun, constantly roaring, and bursts of fishy smell came.

If it were an ordinary person, just facing this aura would be terrifying.

One person and three wolves, no one moved, seemingly deadlocked, but in fact they were testing their opponents.

Lin Yun knew in his heart that he only had one chance to shoot, and he couldn't kill all the three iron-clawed wolves at one time.

There must be one that will tear his chest to pieces.

If you don't make a move, you will be successful.

With a glance, Lin Yun noticed that the alpha wolf seemed a little impatient, and there was an angry look in his eyes.

Lin Yun took a step forward, and he shot!

The three-headed iron claw wave jumped up at the same time.

Lin Yun's eyes were calm, he was rushing like a stream, the wind was blowing... The sword moved with the wind, three iron wolves, blood splashing rainbows.

Landing steadily, three claw marks appeared on Lin Yun's left arm, and the wound was a little hideous.

Bang bang bang, with a loud noise, the three-headed iron-clawed wolf landed heavily.

Turning around and looking, he saw three iron-clawed wolves with a sword wound on their necks, each with a finger-thick sword wound.

Go over and check it out.

Lin Yun pondered: "The response to the alpha wolf is still underestimated. If it can be more accurate, it will not hurt the left arm."

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Lin Yun took out the dagger and cut off all the wolf claws.

The remaining fur and wolf meat were not of high value, and they seemed cumbersome to carry, so they chose to give up.

"Flowing water is like the wind. This battle shows that my cultivation is in the right direction."

With the realm of the third level of martial arts, one face-to-face, killing three iron-clawed wolves, greatly increased Lin Yun's confidence!