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

Compared to Liufeng Sword Technique, the progress is slow, and after three days, it is still at the first level.

In practicing martial arts, roots and bones are the foundation.

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.

Beyond the root and bone, external objects depend on them.

Generally speaking, the most common external objects are elixirs, followed by Feng Shui treasure land, which is full of spiritual energy and can achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing.

The places with abundant spiritual energy in Qingyun Sect have long been occupied by inner disciples and sect elders.

Lin Yun’s roots and bones are not good, and there is no Feng Shui treasure land or elixirs.

The progress of Pure Yang Gong cannot get faster.

However, three days were not in vain. His Liufeng sword technique became increasingly proficient.

This kind of martial arts that rely on insight is not too difficult for him.

The tiger fist did not fall either.

Sword technique is a killing skill, practices to cultivate internal strength, and tiger fist is to polish the body. All three are indispensable.

In front of the wooden house.

Lin Yun spread his palms, pressing against the hilt of the sword, and Cambridge touched the ground.

With a light shout, the sword quickly rotated under his palm.

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

“Not arrived yet…”

Lin Yun closed his eyes, murmured to himself, feeling the long sword rotating under his palm, allowing the internal energy in his body to merge into it bit by bit.

call out!

A breeze grows from the ground, from bottom to top, stirring Lin Yun's forehead.

"Gathering swords to make the wind!"

Lin Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed brightly. His spreading palms tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

Very heavy!

A powerful force of sucking and pulling came from the sword body. The power accumulated before pulled Lin Yun's body towards the ground.

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

Whoosh!

The moment the sword was pulled up, Lin Yun's body rushed forward without control.

He rushed two feet away with his man and sword.

The scabbard pierced into the rocks ahead, and a full inch of the stone wall cracked into cracks.

Lin Yun felt exhausted all over his body.

Wiping the sweat on his forehead, looking at the long sword stuck across the rock, he felt thoughtful.

Gathering swords makes the wind!

This is one of the three killer moves of Liufeng Sword Technique. It was the first time I used the sword to become Feng.

No wonder, his understanding requirements are so high.

"As it turns out, gathering swords into wind means using swords into wind, and the moment the wind blows, the power accumulated before will be released out."

Lin Yun calmly analyzed that this was the sword that had not been unsheathed. If the sharp blade was unsheathed, the lethality would be greater.

But it's too troublesome to use.

If I fight with others, I will be defeated before the wind blows.

You need to continue your efforts and wait until you can do whatever you want to truly exert the maximum power in the battle.

"I can learn and practice by myself, and that's the level I can reach. To go further, I have to enter the sect's mechanic hall and fight with the combat puppets. Or go out and engage in actual combat, both of which can increase the proficiency of swordsmanship."

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

After a moment, I had an idea in my mind and went out to fight!

Although the mechanical hall is effective, it requires paying silver to enter. It is a bit difficult for him to be penniless now.

When going out to fight, you can train yourself and kill beasts, which can be exchanged for money and pills.

Now I am in urgent need of pills to improve Pure Yang Gong.

Otherwise, if your cultivation stops, no matter how strong your swordsmanship is, you will be a fancy.

The Hengyun Mountains are located behind Qingyun Sect. This mountain range is endless and extends through several countries. Only a small part of it is located in Tianshui Kingdom.

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

In addition to Qingyun Sect, Tianshui Kingdom also has three major sects, collectively known as one sect and three sects. They are Kuangdao Sect, Qingyun Sect, Ziyan Sect and Xuanyang Sect.

Disciples from the four major sects all like to experience in the Hengyun Mountains.

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

After a simple cleaning, Lin Yun went out.

The Hengyun Mountains are not far from the sect, just behind Qingyun Sect, and successfully entered within less than an hour.

There are many dangerous wild beasts in the mountains and forests. If you go a little deeper, you can even encounter monsters.

Compared with wild beasts, monsters are contaminated by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, transformed little by little, and have extremely terrifying strength.

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

With Lin Yun’s current third level of martial arts, if he encounters a monster, he will definitely die.

Lin Yun, who did not want to provoke monsters, walked cautiously in the Hengyun Mountains, looking for the lonely beasts.

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

Unfortunately, most of the wild animals lived in groups along the way.

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

Wow!

"The sound of water?"

As we walked along the sound, we saw a stream in the mountains gathering into a river. It collided with the rocks and made a crisp and gentle sound, rushing down, bringing a gust of breeze.

"The gathering of water makes a stream, rushing like the wind, flowing like the sword technique of flowing, flowing water like the wind."

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

No wonder no one has achieved this sword technique in Qingyun Sect.

Perhaps, this is the crux of the problem.

With his eyes closed, Lin Yun fell into deep thought as he recalled the moves and moves of Liufeng Sword Technique in his mind.

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

thump!

As soon as it fell, it was washed down by a huge stream of water and was soaked all over.

When he got up and climbed to the shore, Lin Yun didn't care.

I wiped the stream from my face and jumped into it again... I didn't fear difficulties in this cycle.

I don’t know how many times have you failed, one hundred times, one thousand times?

Lin Yun fell in the water and had a bruised nose, a sore body, and almost numbness.

"It's done!"

With perseverance, Lin Yun finally succeeded, standing steadily among the rocks in the water, letting the streams impact and the breeze blow, it will not fall.

A hint of joy appeared on his face, Lin Yun smiled slightly, and Liufeng's sword technique was unfolded.

"The gathering of water makes you look like the wind..."

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

His body was like a cunning rabbit, jumping up from the water, and the sword technique of Liufeng was instantly perfectly pitch black with the stream and the breeze.

Rub! Rub! Rub! Rub!

With the long sword swing, he kept jumping along the stream, immersed in the practice of Liufeng Sword Technique, completely forgetting himself.

He seemed to turn into wind, merged with the rushing stream, and went downstream.

The stream finally gathers on the mountainside and forms a clear lake.

The journey was rushing with the stream, and the momentum continued. Seeing Lin Yun falling into the lake, the sword was spinning downwards in his palm.
To be continued...