Chapter 9： Wu Jian

Chapter Nine Wu Jian Zhou Heng couldn't help feeling creepy.

He went to the edge of the pond and looked down, but it was dark and he could see nothing. He unconsciously reached out his right hand and touched the water, and a strange chill struck, making his blood seem to freeze.

With such a touch of Wu Chishui, ripples immediately formed, and the shadows walking on the mountain wall followed.

This is enough to prove that it is indeed a shadow from the bottom.

Zhou Heng quickly shrank his hands, his frown tightened.

The water is so cold, he almost froze him just by touching it. If it was immersed in the body, wouldn't it be frozen to death instantly? The weird thing is that such cold water is not frozen!

How could anyone be able to run flat on the water, what an incredible thing? And, even if it doesn't freeze to death, hasn't it been so dead?

冒险 His body is full of adventurous spirit. With curiosity, he really wanted to jump into the pool and swim to the end to see what happened. But reason tells him that this is pure suicide!

Zhou Zhouheng was not afraid of danger, but never meant to be impatient.

This figure has been moving, floating under his feet, as if with a very special rhythm, allowing Zhou Heng to take a closer look at his involuntaryness, even tormenting it constantly, and when he wakes up, he is already following it. Silhouettes move.

Huh!

He stumbled on his feet, and fell down well.

步 This step is as elegant as the fairy in that figure, but Zhou Heng learns gourds in the same way, but it is not trivial, like a drunken man, he won't go even the road, but he tripped himself.

When Zhou Hengyu jumped up and looked at the figure still shaking on the mountain wall, he couldn't help thinking, if he played Ling Tianjiu himself, could he stab the figure on the mountain wall?

步 This step seems to be with an aura, looking forward, and rushing behind, completely unpredictable!

Be sure to learn!

Zhou Heng put down the doubts in his heart, but just focused his eyes on the figure, staring closely at the footwork of that figure's feet, moving back and forth, moving just right and wonderful!

He constantly infers the changes in it, and understands the mystery bit by bit.

Each time I glance at it, I feel more enlightened. Zhou Heng couldn't help but be ecstatic, with a smirk on his face, and his expression was extremely rich.

Unconsciously, the first sunlight hit the valley in the early morning, and the figure on the mountain wall disappeared immediately.

Zhou Heng couldn't help but feel lost. He was like a kid being snatched away by a beloved toy, full of perseverance. But the next moment, he felt pain in his waist and legs, and couldn't help but sit on the ground with his buttocks, and his bones seemed to fall apart.

After practicing mysterious footwork all night, did he get so tired?

Zhou Heng looked at the blue sky and a strong drowsiness struck. He quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

As soon as he woke up, he only felt strangely hungry in his belly, and quickly got up and went out to find something to eat.

山 The cave is too long. He walked out almost two hours later, staring at Venus with his eyes hungry, and it seemed that he could swallow a cow with his head and tail cleaned!

Xun hunting caught a hare, Zhou Heng quickly searched for a river to clean it, roasted the fire, and after gorging, he patted his belly, revealing a satisfied expression.

He continued hunting, Zhou Heng hit seven hares and a goat, and then chopped a large pile of firewood, and brought them back to the valley in batches-he planned to live in the valley for a period of time.

After a busy day, Zhou Heng had time to stop and rest for a while, then began to ponder Ling Yun Jiujian and the wonderful footwork seen last night.

Although the swordsmanship and footwork are completely incompatible, Zhou Heng feels that there is a common meaning in them, contrasting and corroborating each other, constantly giving him a sense of sudden realization.

"This step is extremely wonderful. If I can perform Lingyun Nine Swords on this step, who else can dodge in the world?"

Zhou Zhouheng was full of expectations.

The moonlight came, and his heart went up and down, and if the figure on the mountain wall no longer appeared, all his expectations would be missed.

At midnight, the black broken sword released plenty of energy on time. Zhou Heng quickly sat down with her knees crossed, and first had to digest this benefit. After nearly twenty minutes, he stopped and opened his eyes for a moment, and then he saw the moving figures appear on the mountain wall again.

coming!

He was ecstatic, but forcibly suppressed, focusing on remembering the wonderful footwork.

Complex, mysterious, and endlessly changing!

Zhou Heng couldn't help but secretly fortunately, if he had been practicing Ling Tianjiu for more than a month, I'm afraid it's really impossible to remember this mysterious footwork, because the figure is not actively teaching him, the speed is extremely fast, One blink will miss a key change.

周 In Zhou Heng's complete lack of awareness, Yubai appeared again in the east, and soon the sun fell, and the figure disappeared immediately.

Tired! Quite tired!

Zhou Heng sat on the ground with his buttocks, only to feel his eyelids as heavy as a mountain, and immediately fell asleep.

It's already afternoon in the wake of the awakening. He ate something in a hurry and spent time again on the figure of Ling Tianjiu and footwork, constantly increasing his feelings, always having a pleasant surprise.

At midnight, when Zhou Heng refining and finishing the benefits given by the black sword, she saw the figure on the mountain wall.

His life became monotonous again. He went to bed in the morning, learned swordsmanship and footwork in the afternoon, and practiced in the middle of the night. Then he watched the mysterious footwork of the mysterious figure. Only when the food was eaten would he go out.

Fortunately, he has less time to practice the exercises, and his consumption of food is greatly reduced, otherwise he can eat something for more than ten days a day!

Although he did n’t have much time to practice, he could n’t stand the benefits of the black broken sword every time. The cultivation was still increasing every day. After more than ten days, he reached the peak of the fourth layer of practice.

Just for more than two hours, Zhou Heng has made a breakthrough in the small realm and stepped into the fifth layer of refining!

He is a little numb to the speed at which he is now approaching the evil spirits. After just one joy, he devoted his energy to the study of swordsmanship and footwork, and was almost obsessed with magic.

After another twenty days, he broke through again, reaching the sixth floor of the refining body, catching up with and even surpassing most of the younger generation of the Zhou family. What surprised him even more was that the black broken sword had been transforming his body secretly, although it was very subtle, but after two months, he could still feel it.

His thinking has become more agile, his eyesight has become sharper, and his memory has become better!

嗖, 嗖, 嗖!

In the valley, Zhou Heng's body is flowing, and his footsteps are indescribable in words, as if integrated into the whole world, it is clear that he is there, but always gives people the illusion of invisibility.

"After more than a month, I finally mastered the operation of the whole set of footwork!"

"However, any bodywork needs to cooperate with the corresponding Zhenyuanli operation route in order to fully exert the power, which I can do nothing! But even so, this set of footwork is still extremely mysterious, greatly increasing my self-protection ability. ! "

"Although it was learned by stealth, it still has a name, and it is called ... Feiyunbu!"

Now show Feiyun step again, Zhou Heng will not have back pain and pain as if he stopped at the beginning, as if every bone is falling apart.

He is like Ling Tianjiu. At first he seemed to be fighting against this heaven and earth, so every step was extremely strenuous, but now he is integrated into the nature of heaven and earth, that nature is whatever he wants, without any fetters.

"I have fully grasped the shape of Feiyunbu, but the charm in it can only be understood by the corresponding method, and I can't help it!"

"There is no meaning to stay here anymore, the time has also entered December, but it is only 22 days from the end of the year, and it is almost time to go back!"

"It's too late today, so stay here for another night and leave early in the morning!"

Zhou Heng made up his mind. After having dinner, he did not study Feiyunbu anymore, but instead practiced Lingtian Nine-style. This time, he spent most of his time on Feiyunbu. .

The long sword danced and swayed out the silver silver puppets, like flying dragons in the sky, extremely mysterious.

Bian Ke Zhou Heng was always dissatisfied. Until now, his mastery of Ling Tian's first form has remained in the shape, and he has never been able to grasp the charm of it.

It frustrated him.

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Is he so stupid?

Zhou Heng stood up with his sword, thinking carefully, only felt that there was always an opportunity missing, so that he could only stay on the periphery and couldn't really understand the mystery of Ling Tianjiu's style.

He closed his eyes and pondered quietly, this door seemed to be in front of him, but he was suffering from not knowing how to kick it out.

He was motionless like a stone.

After a long while, a little bit of cold came from his face, Zhou Heng opened his eyes sharply, and saw that there was snow in the sky, each piece was the size of a goose feather, and the whole night sky became magnificent.

It's the winter moon!

The snow was very big, and soon Guzhong became a silvery white. Zhou Heng did not move. Under the heavy snow, he also became a snowman, integrated with the whole world.

Silver makeup is wrapped in white!

Zhou Heng looked at this simple white, his thoughts seemed to fly to the infinite starry sky, looking down at the world, imagining the vast scene, his heart suddenly raised an infinite pride, and he was covered with blood.

Buzz!

Luo Dantian's black broken sword trembled gently if there was any induction.

This is the opportunity he is looking forward to!

Zhou Heng laughed, his body suddenly moved, and his sword rose!

A magical scene appeared, all the falling snowflakes were suddenly settled, as if there was an invisible big hand controlling everything!

Lingtian first style!

The long sword is drawn, like the birth of the universe, full of indescribable mystery, and like a Zen chant on the road, everything should be in harmony!

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