call out!

The sharp blade broke through the air barrier in an instant, making a trembling whistle. The originally silver-bright sword body exuded a faint red light, as if it was about to burn.

Click!

The next moment, the sword tip slashed straight on the black iron-wood stake, breaking through the hard skin without any stagnation and penetrated deeply, and then slashed a nearly two-foot-long crack down!

This iron-wood stake that was already scarred can no longer withstand such serious damage and suddenly split into pieces!

Wei Changfeng put away the Qingfeng sword and exhaled a long breath.

"good!"

Yu Qinghong, who was watching from the side, clapped her hands and laughed, "Junior brother, you can get out of the sword after this move!"

Wei Changfeng smiled and said, “Is this what the master said?”

Yu Qinghong's pretty face turned red: "I said it, can't it?"

Wei Changfeng hurriedly said, "Of course, thank you for your compliment, my junior brother is so frightened!"

When he was relaxed, his tone was somewhat ridiculous.

For five days, Wei Changfeng practiced sword drawing skills in Qingyuan Xiaozhu. Although he mastered the essence of the three sword moves on the first day, the number of practices later increased and continued.

One thousand times on the first day, two thousand times on the second day, three thousand times on the third day... to today it is five thousand times!

Thank you very much. Every time he finishes his practice, he is almost exhausted. If he doesn’t have the luck to regulate his breathing, he doesn’t even have the strength to walk back.

But it was through such rigorous training that he had completely mastered three sword drawing techniques!

"snort!"

Yu Qinghong said coquettishly: "You are so slick! Don't be proud. Sword drawing is the foundation of the swordsmanship. You will still have a lot to learn in the future!"

Although he said that, in Yu Qinghong's heart, he still admired Wei Changfeng very much.

Wei Changfeng mastered the horizontal sword drawing style with the practice of six hundred swords, and mastered the side sword drawing style with four hundred swords. When it comes to the most complicated rear sword drawing style, he actually used less than two hundred swords!

This understanding of this kind of understanding even her master Dongfang Caibai praised her for being talented!

The evaluation is much higher than that of Yu Qinghong, which makes her feel a little jealous, so she usually has to show off her senior sister intentionally or unintentionally, so as not to be underestimated by her junior brother.

She didn't know that her little thoughts had been seen through by Wei Changfeng.

Wei Changfeng would definitely not say it out on purpose. Senior Sister Yu has a very good temperament and is taking care of him both openly and secretly. She has been practicing sword drawing with him for five days.

In fact, on the second day, he no longer needed the latter's guidance in sword drawing.

Therefore, Wei Changfeng could only admit defeat in response to Yu Qinghong's anger: "My junior brother knows that he is wrong..."

Yu Qinghong hummed twice, trying to be more severe but couldn't stand it. He hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Is there any other medicinal oil I gave you last time?"

Three days ago, Yu Qinghong secretly gave Wei Changfeng a bottle of medicinal oil that relaxes muscles and activates the medicinal oil.

The bottle of medicinal oil is very effective. Applying it on the body can effectively relieve muscle aches. The materials refined are not ordinary and have absolutely no low value.

Wei Changfeng said: "Also, thank you senior sister!"

"By the way, I'm going to take a day off tomorrow. Please tell me about it with my master."

"Please take leave tomorrow?" Yu Qinghong asked curiously: "What's wrong with you?"

Wei Changfeng hesitated for a moment and told the truth: "I want to go to Qingmang Mountain to collect herbs, so I can't come."

Wei Changfeng had already thought about entering Qingmang Mountain again, but it was delayed until now because of learning swordsmanship.

He is already determined not to delay any further.

First of all, Ouyang Feng's condition did not allow Wei Changfeng to continue to delay, and the effect of silver needles to remove evil spirits became worse and worse. If no way to cure the root, the crazy elder would definitely not live long.

Secondly, his money was almost used up.

Now Wei Changfeng goes to the library every morning, in the afternoon, and goes home in the evening to practice Ganyang Dharma and Taixu Xinjue by using the art of divination and thoughts. Longhu Decoction is washed every two or three days to every day, and the consumption is greatly increased.

Martial arts emphasize both internal and external cultivation. Without Longhu Tang, his progress would not have been so rapid!

Finally, entering Qingmang Mountain is also a training.

In Wei Changfeng's soul memory, he has the lifelong experience of a master of the Biaoxu Realm.

This great master entered the Tao by fighting, and had experienced thousands of battles in his life, and almost died countless times, and completed breakthroughs between life and death countless times. In the end, he was only one step away from reaching the peak of martial arts.

He was invincible in his life, as if he was born for the battle!

Wei Changfeng would not let himself go to extremes like this great master, but the latter's experience made him understand that if he wants to become a truly powerful warrior, he must have a fearless heart, the courage to face any difficulties and obstacles, and even a firm belief that he will do anything.

This is the way of warriors!

Therefore, even if he almost died in Qingmang Mountain the previous time, Wei Changfeng's confidence and determination to seek the Tao cannot be shaken.

Otherwise, just wanting to make money, he can refine alchemy day and night, and his wealth is no problem.

"Go to Qingmang Mountain to collect herbs?"

Yu Qinghong was very surprised: "How dangerous that is that? Isn't the medicine you want to buy in the city?"

There is really no one in Jingyun City!

Wei Changfeng nodded and said, "I will pay attention to safety, senior sister, don't worry."

"What's wrong with me..."

Yu Qinghong's pretty face turned red and she glared at him: "Just be careful!"

Wei Changfeng laughed in his heart, and felt the other party's concern again, so he clasped his fists and said, "The junior brother will say goodbye first."

Yu Qinghong bit her lip and didn't say anything.

………

Leaving Qingyuan Xiaozhu, Wei Changfeng returned to the library.

When he came here in the morning, Ouyang Feng was in seclusion to suppress the evil spirits, so now he comes back to see the situation.

"Why are you here?"

Ouyang Feng has already come out of seclusion, but his expression is very bad, his eyes are red and he looks anxious.

When he saw Wei Changfeng, he shouted: "Your treatment is of no use, no, no!"

After saying a few words, Ouyang Feng became excited. The robe and clothes on his body were automatically roaring, and his face became more and more ferocious and terrifying, and it seemed that it could explode at any time!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wei Changfeng immediately said, "Please let the disciple try again for the senior!"

Ouyang Feng showed an impatient look, but he still suppressed his temper and nodded.

This time, Wei Changfeng used four silver needles to apply the needle, which took twice as much time than usual.

After the end, Ouyang Feng's expression finally soothed a lot, and there was no longer a violent aura in his eyes.

He said tiredly: "Thank you for your hard work, I don't know what's going on. I feel it's hard to control myself recently."

Wei Changfeng knew that this was a tactful apology.

Wei Changfeng did not take the previous incident seriously, because through the injection of needles, he knew that the situation in Ouyang Feng's body was very bad, and the impact of evil energy on the latter was getting worse and worse.

He thought for a while and said, "Senior, I am going to go to Qingmang Mountain tomorrow to find medicine for you. If everything goes well, I think you should be able to completely cure your injury."

"Really?" Ouyang Feng's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly: "How sure are you?"

"If I find that thing..."

Wei Changfeng replied confidently: "At least nine points!"

Ouyang Feng swallowed: "What exactly is it? Can't you find it in Jingyun City?"

Wei Changfeng shook his head: "The thing I am looking for is a living thing, called the white jade centipede, which is not in the city!"

"White Jade Centipede?"

Ouyang Feng thought, "I haven't heard of it..."

It is normal to have never heard of it, because the white jade centipede is highly toxic and cannot be used as a medicinal material, so even if someone knows it, it will not be captured and sold.

Wei Changfeng said: "It's not too late, I'll go back and prepare first."

"etc!"

Ouyang Feng stopped Wei Changfeng and said, "I have something for you to defend yourself. I will bring it to the mountain tomorrow."

He hurried upstairs and soon brought Wei Changfeng a pair of arm guards.

The pair of arm guards seemed to be made of some kind of animal skin. They were dark and inconspicuous. The copper rings inlaid on the surface were also rusty, but the texture was solid and heavy.

Wei Changfeng tried to buckle the arm guard to his arm, the size was just right.

Ouyang Feng said: "This pair of arm guards has hidden mechanisms. One of them has five crossbow arrows. You can use it for self-defense!"

He gave Wei Changfeng some advice, and the launching mechanism was under his wrist, which was very convenient to activate crossbow arrows.

Wei Changfeng suddenly became interested. He raised his arm and aimed at the bookcase in front. He hooked the ring finger with his right hand and his arm guard suddenly trembled.

Take! Take! Take! Take!

Accompanied by a dull low sound, five half-foot-long gray crossbow arrows shot into the bookcase ten steps away.

Wei Changfeng walked over and saw that the arrow actually pierced through the wooden board, and the front end was about an inch!

Good guy!

Wei Changfeng screamed loudly, and these sleeve arrows and arm guards were simply treasures for the Yin people to use their bad hands.

"Be careful, the arrow is covered with blood-threatening throat!"

When he was about to pull out the crossbow arrow, Ouyang Feng reminded: "Don't hurt your hand!"

Also highly toxic?

Wei Changfeng couldn't help but feel a chill, and his movements immediately became much more cautious.

Although he has practiced the Taixu Nine Heavens Zhengyang Heart Art and is not afraid of ordinary poisons and toxins, it is better to be careful if he can. God knows what is applied to the arrow**.

He used the Qingfeng Sword to dig out five intact crossbow arrows, and he pulled them all back into his arm guard.

I don’t know if this pair of arm guards was created by the craftsman. The design is very exquisite. The upper part can be lifted and has rollers inside. It is easy and easy to rewind.

"Thank you senior!"

Ouyang Feng nodded and said, "You are not strong now. You can use these things to protect yourself, but you must not develop the habit of relying on it, otherwise it will be difficult to find the way!"

Wei Changfeng replied surongly: "Disciple understand!"

A true strong man can fly flowers and leaves to turn into supreme weapons even if he has empty hands.

If you are used to using external things and external forces, your own cultivation will inevitably be in a hurry and will not be taken by wise people!
Chapter completed!