I rely on luck to be a salted fish in the world of comprehension

The aura between heaven and earth was mercilessly sucked into the pool behind Huajuuyuan like a vortex in the sea. The place where Shen Fuxing was sitting was hit by the aura to form a shallow vortex.

On the white back, the golden lines are like catching rain and dew, stretching out the body happily. The golden thread at the top carefully protrudes a few thin roots. After testing left and right for a while, after finding that the spiritual power is sufficient, it happily climbed to the butterfly bone. Down.

Shen Fuxing's eyes were closed tightly, his long eyelashes were trembling uncomfortably, the red diamond mark between his brows became even redder, and the phantom of a flame bloomed faintly, illuminating Shen Fuxing's deeply furrowed eyebrows.

outside the hospital.

"It's been three days, but it's just the spirit transformation period. Master is still born with different bones, so it shouldn't be so slow."

Fu Jing opened her eyes from samadhi, a pair of starry eyes seemed to have the birth and death of all spirits, endless loop.It is Chapter 1 of "The Way of All Souls Returning to Nature" - the symbol of the completion of "All Souls".However, within a day, Fu Jing had already fully comprehended Chapter 1 of the new method, and her comprehension was extremely strong.

He fell lightly from the tree, his black hair blown by the wind and the hem of his clothes fluttered in a special rhythm, and his every movement was exciting.

"Your bloodline strength seems to have increased again." Hongyi's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and he quickly recovered from the gaze, and quickly grasped the point.

"This is Chapter 1 of "The Way of All Souls Returning to Nature". It allows my blood power to blend with nature and strengthen my blood power. But this situation won't last long, wait two days to complete Chapter 2 After "returning to the basics", you will look at me like a grass on the ground, without any impression." Fu Jing explained, it seems that there are thousands of flowers in his eyes, and the power of this kind of life to grow and disappear is incomparable Alluring, people can't bear to take their eyes away.

"Then you're faster than me. I'm still wandering in Chapter 1 of "Autumn Leaf Pointing Soul Art." Hongyi looked at a leaf falling from the jujube tree, staring at it for a moment, with endless sadness in her eyes, the fallen leaf It seems to have a feeling, like fast forward, from green to yellow, entering the autumn of returning to the root, "Just like this, it can only be controlled by a single body for the time being."

"The cultivation of soul power is always more difficult than simple spells." Fu Jing does not think that Hong Yi's progress is slow. In fact, he can comprehend the artistic conception of falling leaves returning to their roots in only three days, and his talent is completely beyond him. Down.

But compared to the two talented brothers and sisters who are against the sky, Chu Zhijian is very sad.

In the middle of the yard, stood a young man with a dignified expression who had nothing in his hands, but kept making horizontal, vertical, and oblique stabs to the air.

"Fortunately, I'm not a swordsman. It seems too stupid." Fu Jing lay on the stone table in the courtyard and watched for a long time, and couldn't imagine herself fighting the air as casually as Chu Zhijian.

"When you've mastered it, you can swing the blade with your bare hands. It's much more handsome than yours and mine." Hong Yi also paused her training, sitting at the stone table, slowly sipping tea.

"Not necessarily, I see him practicing like this, the leaves are cut continuously." Fu Jing raised his chin, motioned to Hong Yi to look at a fallen leaf in front of Chu Zhijian, and after being struck by Chu Zhijian's invisible sword, tremblingly hit him. A whirl, blown into the distance by the wind.

Hong Yi looked at it for a while, then silently looked away.

After the courtyard.

There were big drops of cold sweat on Shen Fuxing's forehead, his whole body was trembling, his lips were squirming as if he wanted to say something, but for some reason he clenched his teeth tightly and couldn't say anything.

The red diamond marks were hot, Shen Fuxing's eye ends gradually elongated, and his closed eyes were strangely long and narrow, unexpectedly very beautiful.

In the dantian, the white cyclone is spinning rapidly, the colors are constantly changing between brilliant and simple, and it is gathered and spread under the action of centrifugal force. Each time it spreads out, the range of expansion is larger than the previous one. But more solid.

Behind Shen Fuxing, the golden lines stretched out their teeth and claws hovering around the ribs, and the thin silk threads tentatively protruded like shoulder blades. They were more excited than ever, as if they were looking forward to an important moment.

"Wake up." The cold voice was condensed like a thousand years of ice and snow, and every word was filled with endless chill, which made Shen Fuxing's whole body tremble.

It was as if a pair of eyes that were deeper and colder than the cold pool shot over from a distant world, awakening Shen Fuxing instantly.

The cyclone in the dantian froze for a moment because of the biting cold, Shen Fuxing opened his eyes suddenly.

The slightly elongated eye shape quickly retracted to its original shape.

Panting heavily, sweat slid down the side of his face, Shen Fuxing's whole body went limp, his hands were propped in the water, and there was undecided surprise in his eyes.

It's the man in white!

It was he who stopped me.

Shen Fuxing staggered out of the pool, his hands were shaking when he put on his clothes.

Not because of fear, but because of the thrill of breaking through barriers that makes people immerse their souls in it, the unimpeded feeling that if he wants to, he can absorb the spiritual energy of the world and become a god in one fell swoop!

Before today, Shen Fuxing had never known that when the people of Chaos Bone reached the final stage of a great realm, they would uncontrollably hit the barrier.

If the man in white didn't know how he was attacking the barrier and woke him up in time, perhaps Shen Fuxing would have been able to practice endlessly under the unrestrained absorption of the golden tattoo until the weird tattoo had fully grown!

Shen Fuxing had a hunch that it was by no means a good thing!

Shen Fuxing quickly got dressed.

On the back, the golden tattoo retracted regretfully, but it still stretched slightly due to the strength of the spiritual transformation stage, lying quietly on the pair of butterfly bones.

In the courtyard, Fu Jing was so bored that she made grasshoppers, and Hong Yi was touching her cloth bag again. Chu Zhijian was the most diligent, and he was still in the courtyard to exchange sword intentions with the air.

When Shen Fuxing's gaze turned to Chu Zhijian, his footsteps paused slightly, and after seeing a leaf drifting past the Wuxingyijian, only to be blown into a whirl, he looked away with a look of unbearable reluctance.

"Master! You're finally out!" Fu Jing threw away the grasshopper, and walked quickly to Shen Fuxing, blinking her eyes non-stop.

"Okay, I know you've mastered Chapter 1!" Shen Fuxing waved away Fujing, which has a rose background and shiny special effects, and saw at a glance that the aura of "all spirits" in Fujing's eyes had been cultivated.

Hong Yi looked over, her eyes seemed to be filled with endless sadness, which made people startled.

"The red clothes are also practicing well." Shen Fuxing sat down with a bowl of water.

As for Chu Zhijian.

He was already so ashamed that he bowed his head and stood there, not even daring to come over to greet him.

"Knowing the sword is not bad, he practiced very seriously." Shen Fuxing said.

Chu Zhijian felt better now. He knew that his talent was not as good as his senior brothers and sisters, so he had to work harder. No matter what, he would be content to be praised by his master.

"Master, I haven't even condensed my sword energy now. Will it hold you back?" Chu Zhijian scratched his head. He could see that after three days, Master had already cultivated from the agile stage to the spiritual transformation stage. Three days equaled his three years of cultivation achievements, and his cultivation base was on par with him.

Chu Zhijian said this not because of inferiority, he is a hard-working player, he will not compare himself with others, he will only work hard and do his best, but the gap between him and his master and brothers and sisters It has gradually appeared, which makes Chu Zhijian, who doesn't like troublesome people, a little embarrassed.

"It's a bit like this now..." Shen Fuxing bent his index finger and tapped his chin.

Chu Zhijian's cheeks turned red.

"Well, you can call me again and start over from the beginning." Shen Fuxing raised his chin.

Chu Zhijian did so.

Fujing and Hongyi understood Shen Fuxing's meaning almost immediately. He wanted to... teach him personally?

"Don't be so stiff with your hands. You are holding a sword that you have practiced for more than ten years, not a mace that is difficult to handle. Even if you don't have a sword in your hand, you should be as flexible as a Yunshi sword when practicing swords. Think about how often you use it. Think about the sword you hold, its pattern, the scratches you have scratched on it, every dent in it..." Shen Fuxing could see the problem from the way he started.

Chu Zhijian imagined the feeling when he practiced the sword. It was a heavy Taiyue sword. He had been with his old friend for more than ten years. He remembered every pattern, every wear and tear, and every gully. Chu, he can accurately place his hand in the most suitable position without looking at the sword.

As soon as the gesture changed, Chu Zhijian’s whole temperament changed. If he was just rigidly imitating the movement of the sword in his hand, now he is holding the hilt of a sword calmly, no matter the angle of his fingers, The gap between the fingers perfectly fits the width of the hilt of a sword.

Fujing and Hongyi's complexion changed, the two of them watched Chu Zhijian practice sword all afternoon, it was awkward no matter how they looked at it, and because neither of them were sword users, they thought that Chu Zhijian had not penetrated the skills, but who They didn't even see that Chu Zhijian's awkward movements were actually because he didn't have a sword in his heart, so that the sword energy he swung was intentional but invisible.

"There is a fallen leaf in front of you. Look at it and chop it in half. You have to follow the veins and cut diagonally." Shen Fuxing's voice was as gentle as running water, but the last four words were very strict.

Hearing "diagonal chopping doesn't count", Chu Zhijian suddenly became nervous, and couldn't help but stare at the leaves closely, trying to see the veins of the leaves clearly like practicing swords for the first time.

The breeze turned the leaves gently.

A blue-yellow vein spreads from the tip of the leaf to the long petiole, dividing the leaf into two distinct halves.

That's the one!

Chu Zhijian swung the sword subconsciously, as if Taiyue was in his hand, proficient and precise.

"Woo..." There was a very slight sound, it was the slight whistling sound from the friction between the sword energy and the air.

The fluttering leaves split in two, along the split gap, the invisible sword energy kept going, cutting the big tree behind the leaves with a deep sword mark.

"I...I did it!" Chu Zhijian stared dumbfounded at the leaf that hadn't fallen yet, and the clean and broken veins on it were clearly visible.

"Hey, even idiots have developed sword qi, no... I'm going to start training now." Fu Jing felt a sense of crisis, and he fell into samadhi for a second, immersed in "The Way of All Souls Returning to Nature", and his whole body was attuned to nature .

Hongyi didn't start immediately, but looked at Shen Fuxing thoughtfully.

She originally thought that the most special thing about this cheap master lies in his chaotic spiritual roots, innate bones, and perhaps some skills and ability to judge people, but for her, the only thing that can cause her fluctuations is the extremely strong cultivation talent.

But now, Hongyi feels that this master may not be as simple as she imagined.

Not only can he see the problem of Chu Zhijian's sword practice at a glance, but he can even guide him well. Hong Yi believed that before Shen Fuxing, he was definitely not a sword user. There is such a comprehension.

Shen Fuxing's comprehension of martial arts may be even stronger than his chaotic talent!