The moment the Chong acupoint was completed and the orifice was broken, Wei Changfeng opened his eyes.

In the darkness, it seemed as if a flaming light flashed by!

He exhaled a long white breath and slowly stood up from the cushion. The joints of his body suddenly made a fine crack. If his ears were clever enough, he could hear a total of 206 sounds!

With a simple action, Wei Changfeng moved all the bones on his body, and the muscles attached to it began to squirm, twist, and expand.

The flesh and blood caused by sitting quietly for a long night quickly disappeared without a trace. The qi and blood under the membrane became active again, making him feel the infinite vitality contained in his body!

This method of body refining was learned by him in a letter written by a master. After practicing, a warrior can enter the state of war in the shortest time. It is very practical and useful.

Putting on his coat, Wei Changfeng raised his long sword and pushed open the door and walked out.

Before dawn, there was still light snow floating outside, walking towards the sword-practicing courtyard on the thick snow on the ground.

Half a month ago, after killing Hao Xiong and winning the life-and-death duel and being promoted to a disciple of the upper courtyard, he moved to Qingyuan Xiaozhu to live.

Of course, this was not a request made by Wei Changfeng himself, but an order from Dongfang Caibai.

A few days later, he realized that this was the idea of ​​his senior sister Yu Qinghong. The purpose was to allow him to practice swords in Qingyuan Xiaozhu without distractions, dealing with the martial arts competition at the beginning of next month and the selection of dragons and phoenixes on the third day of the third month.

Wei Changfeng did not disappoint Yu Qinghong's expectations. He had only returned to his home three times in half a month, and had never lived at home. He practiced Ganyang Zhengfa and Wanzong Sword Technique day and night.

Every morning, no matter whether it is windy, rainy, or thunder and snowy outside, he will go to the yard to practice swordsmanship on time and not go out for the whole day.

The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the sharpness of the sword comes from the sharpening!

Several cold plums poked out of the wall, emitting a faint fragrance. Sword lights flashed in the courtyard, bringing out a howling wind and shattering the snow all over the sky.

Half a month ago, Wei Changfeng had practiced seven of the twelve sword moves of the Wanzong Sword Technique to a small success. Now, the other five moves have been integrated.

Therefore, his practice of this sword technique has reached a new level.

All changes will never be separated from the sect. Although the sword technique of the Ten Thousand Sects is a basic sword technique, every move and every move corresponds to the basic movements of the sword. Only by truly mastering the essence can one lay a solid foundation for its own sword.

Getting started with Wanzong, no matter what sword technique you learn in the future, you will achieve twice the result with half the effort!

As the foundation-laying method, the more hard you work, the better. Moreover, all the sword moves of the Wanzong Sword Technique can be freely combined, thereby derive endless changes, greatly improving combat effectiveness.

Wei Changfeng's current practice of the sword technique of the Wanzong Sect has reached this level.

According to Dongfang Caibai, there is no limit to the splitting and combination of the sword moves of Wanzong's sword technique. How to use it depends on the understanding of the sword cultivator and the ability to adapt to the situation in the battle.

Slash, slash, pick, cut, point, thorn... The twelve sword moves were repeatedly used in Wei Changfeng's hands, and the order changes were all different. After slashing Yuntian, it could be used to cut silver branches or pick Qingfeng, and even with the trend, the sword moves changed more and more.

"Look at the sword!"

Accompanied by a delicate shout, a graceful figure appeared near Wei Changfeng, and the sword light suddenly burst into lightning and stabbed his chest with a vital lightning.

Wei Changfeng was not surprised at all, and immediately moved his steps and swung the sword in his hand out in the opposite direction.

clang!

The two long swords collided in the air and swung open at the same time. The attacker suddenly took half a step forward, and the heavy sword shadows followed Wei Changfeng.

Wei Changfeng waved his sword to block it, defending it tightly, and staying still without moving with his opponent's attack.

As the opponent's sword approached, he suddenly thrust his sword straight out, stabbing the front shoulder and arm hard!

The sword was very fast and the angle was chosen was quite tricky. The attacker had to take two steps back without any defense to avoid the edge. The offensive and defensive momentum suddenly turned around.

But Wei Changfeng did not take the opportunity to continue attacking, but instead summoned his sword and smiled: "Senior sister, it's so early!"

This person who attacked him was not someone else, but Yu Qinghong.

Since living in Qingyuan Xiaozhu, Yu Qinghong has come to the courtyard every morning to accompany Wei Changfeng to practice swordsmanship, and the two are already very familiar with each other.

Yu Qinghong also put away his long sword and said angrily: "Why don't you continue to fight?"

Wei Changfeng smiled bitterly and said, "You have to change the wooden sword first?"

The two of them are holding long swords in their hands now. Even if they are practicing normally, there is a possibility of accidental injury. Even if Yu Qinghong has the cultivation level of the eighth level of body refining, Wei Changfeng is the sixth level of heaven.

If you don’t have enough cultivation, you will inevitably lack control over your strength. Therefore, if you want to let go, using a special wooden sword is the most suitable for training. At most, you will be a bruised and swollen piece when you stab the body.

Yu Qinghong shook his head: "The wooden sword is meaningless, and it also affects the feel and performance. When it comes to the Martial Arts Academy competition, no one uses the wooden sword when he goes to the battle."

After all, practice and actual combat are not the same thing. If you are used to using wooden swords and then switch to iron swords, there will be great differences in the sword moves and sword styles and the use of true qi. Yu Qinghong obviously hopes that Wei Changfeng can strengthen his practical combat experience.

There are nearly 100 disciples of the upper yard of Jingyun Martial Arts Academy, and Wei Changfeng's cultivation level is undoubtedly the lowest. As the time of the Martial Arts Academy competition is getting closer and closer, Yu Qinghong is anxious for him!

Of course, Wei Changfeng knew her mind and thoughts, but it was really hard to let go of her hands and feet when she asked him to hold the iron sword and practice with her senior sister, so she could only smile and pretend to be stunned.

Yu Qinghong couldn't help but give him a blank look and said, "Also, your long sword is too bad, why not change it? If the money is not enough..."

Wei Changfeng quickly said, "I'll go and change it today. I have money, thank you senior sister!"

The original Qingfeng sword he had was broken in the life-and-death duel with Hao Xiong. Later, he bought a standard long sword in Jingyun City to use it first.

The weapons used by warriors are of various types, with more than a dozen swords alone. They are divided into five levels according to the grade: fine casting, famous seals, spiritual weapons and magic weapons. The same level is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower levels.

The weapons of the standard are the most ordinary. Blacksmiths who have learned it can forge them. The materials are of course very ordinary, but the price is the cheapest and affordable, and basically all warriors can afford them.

A standard long sword, depending on the grade and exterior decoration, is sold in Jingyun City between 20 taels and 100 taels. For example, the long sword Wei Changfeng is now bought for fifty taels.

Only high-level blacksmiths can make fine-cast weapons. The materials and craftsmanship are better than standard weapons. The prices are often hundreds or even thousands of taels, which are not affordable by ordinary people.

The Qingfeng sword that Wei Changfeng used was almost the best-quality cast sword, and it is quite valuable.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to buy good ones, but the top-quality fine casting swords in Jingyun City are very out of stock, and a few of them have been sold at extremely high prices, which makes him feel that they are not worth it, so he uses the standard first.

This is also helpless, because Jingyun City does not have several casting workshops, and most of the weapons flow from outside, so high-quality ones are naturally particularly popular.

However, Wei Changfeng asked Wan Haoming from Sihai Pavilion for help, and he didn't know if he could get the new sword today.

The ones he has the ability to buy are at most exquisite castings, and the higher-level famous seal and spiritual weapon level that require craftsmen and masters to forge, usually they need to be auctioned with others, and it doesn’t matter how much it costs!

It was already bright at this time, and the sky was still full of haze, but the wind and snow had basically stopped.

"I just happened to want to go to the city..."

Yu Qinghong blinked and said, "Why don't we go and have a look together?"

Wei Changfeng nodded and said, "Okay!"

Yu Qinghong laughed: "Then I'll go change my clothes, at most half an hour!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared immediately, leaving only a silver bell-like laughter.

Wei Changfeng couldn't help but touch his nose, a little helpless.

How could he not know that it would be impossible for Yu Qinghong to be unmoved by the feeling that he had at all. After all, the latter's appearance and character are extremely outstanding.

However, after rebirth, Wei Changfeng was determined to pursue supreme martial arts, so he had no time and thoughts to have a long relationship with his children. Therefore, he could only be cautious in his words and actions to prevent Yu Qinghong from causing misunderstandings, and then repay the latter's friendship through other methods.

After practicing sword skills for about half an hour, Yu Qinghong came back.

She obviously dressed up carefully, changed into her original outfit, changed into a white dress, and put on a red windbreaker outside. She looked so beautiful that she was so charming that Wei Changfeng was stunned.

Yu Qinghong said with a "puff" and said, "What are you looking at? Idiot! Let's go..."

Wei Changfeng could only smile bitterly: "Then I will be Miss Yu's entourage today!"

He was wearing a simple dress. His ordinary blue shirt was indeed like a follower when he walked with Yu Qinghong.

Yu Qinghong wrinkled his nose smugly: "You know yourself!"

After a brief preparation, the two left Qingyuan Xiaozhu together.

What Wei Changfeng didn't expect was that he and Yu Qinghong had just walked out of the villa and walked quickly towards him, blocking the way for them.

"Is it Senior Brother Wei Changfeng Wei?"

The warrior saluted respectfully and said, "I am Fang Chi, a regular samurai in Qingyun Hall. I am invited by the deacon to visit Qingyun Hall and his party. The mission of the disciples in the upper courtyard will be issued!"

Task of disciples in the upper courtyard?

Wei Changfeng frowned: "You are going now?"

Yu Qinghong couldn't help but snorted coldly.

The warrior nodded and said, "Yes, Hu Zhi is just doing things on orders. Please don't be surprised by your senior brothers and sisters."

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