Another day of successful practice. When Wei Keng put the incense burner away, the door latch moved, but after the visitor felt that the door could not be pushed open, someone outside the door made a voice: "Oh, junior brother, are you there?"

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Wei Keng opened the door, raised his head to the disciple who was taller than himself, and asked, "What's going on, Senior Brother Luo?"

The disciple outside the door looked at Wei Keng, obviously with envy, and then said: "Oh, you have finally finished practicing. Don't persuade the elders to let you go to Qingsong Hall after finishing practicing."

Wei Keng responded hurriedly, tightened his belt, and then exerted force with his feet, taking a step of three feet, like a light feather, floating out of the square. Looking at Wei Keng's Qing Gong, this senior brother who had started practicing it several years earlier

He opened his mouth and sighed.

This toe can float several feet away with just a little tip, which Wei Keng couldn't help but reveal.

Wei Keng: If you release it with all your strength, it will feel like a real triple jump against the water, and you can suddenly create a wall of air in the air. At the current limit, Wei Keng can jump sixty feet in one step.

At present, it is just floating three feet and three feet, and I have tried hard to control the technique to a certain limit.

No, I quickly came to the side door of the master's house, knocked on it, and whispered: "Master, I'm here."

However, after there was no response for a few breaths, Wei Keng pushed the door open, only to be met by a fierce palm wind. Faced with this sudden force, Wei Keng was obviously very familiar with it. When facing a master, everything should be given three points.

, then he took a few steps back and fell directly outside the wall.

Mo Quanrang's deep voice came: "Come in!" Wei Keng straightened his expression, ended his performance, and shook off the dust from his body.

Don't give in, that's the same scholar three years ago.

Mo Quanrang has already accepted Wei Keng as his disciple. In the eyes of everyone in the sect, the reason why Wei Keng, a disciple in the outer sect a few years ago, can gain some true inheritance so quickly is because of "nepotism".

"Master is indeed kind to me." Wei Keng acknowledged, "Of course, but if you really want to accept me as a disciple, why don't you test me publicly?"

In the past two years, Wei Keng consciously walked through the side door where the servants were taking, which was Mo Quanrang's intention. Wei Keng always felt that Mo Quanrang was treating him as an important "undercover".

In the final analysis, in this feudal cultural era, Wei Keng is a half-way entry. Although (on the surface) the internal energy has grown very quickly, reaching the acquired fifth level, after all, he has only been a disciple for a few years. Even a bastard has to be raised for several years.

, will become familiar! Not to mention, there are wild children in the mountains outside.

Wei Keng also knows that he is not lovable. If someone treats him well, then he must have something in mind for him.

After entering the main entrance, Mo Guangrang patted Wei Keng gently and silently checked Wei Keng's progress.

Wei Keng held his breath and allowed the acquired strength to pass through his body, and sighed in his heart: "Can you check it?"

Mo persuaded: "Well, you are still working hard. At the end of this year, I want to see you break through the sixth level (the day after tomorrow) of bottlenecks." Wei Keng paused for a moment, and immediately figured out in his mind what the purpose of this master was.

Wei Keng: "Master, why did you call me here?" Mo Quanrang looked at Wei Keng and said, "You have been practicing your sword."

Wei Keng: "Master, yes, my apprentice is not good at learning and can only block."

Mo Quanrang didn't say anything and directly pulled out the long sword. Wei Keng sighed and raised the heavy sword with both hands. In the inner gate, Wei Keng maintained his persona of innate divine power.

The starting position of Wei Keng's epee technique is to hold the hilt of the sword with one hand, and hold the sword with the other hand on a part of the sword that is not sharp.

Twisting can force the light sword to spin and force the sword to fall out of the enemy's hand.

Wei Keng's heavy sword skills mostly rely on defense instead of attack. The sword controlled by both hands can be used as a shield. This kind of sword rarely sweeps across, but it is not impossible. Once the enemy is forced into a corner or ravine, of course, the distance must be calculated carefully.

Pushing the sword and turning to sweep is the ultimate move.

This big sword seems bulky, but because Wei Keng starts by holding the epee at two points, during the up and down rotation, he moves dexterously, pushing the epee with both hands, which is like Wing Chun pushing a wooden stake.

The heavy sword moves, and the body moves around the sword like a butterfly, with the vital parts of the body being blocked by the heavy sword.

All the time, when Wei Keng was sparring with his fellow disciples, when faced with deft swordsmanship, he would push the heavy sword across the opponent like this, forcing the brothers to abandon the blade. Or, when the opponent fell back and his steps were unstable, he would directly use the crest of the sword to press against him.

, it failed to force people to make irregular steps. This style of fighting is very stable and will not hurt people, but the left and right disciples in the sect are not willing to compete with Wei Keng, because Wei Keng's defense is too good, and everyone's light swords are all stabbed in the center.

On the sword, Wei Keng rarely attacks. He just waits for others to attack and takes advantage after he can't lift it in one breath.

Now Mo Guangrang took out his sword and began to point out Wei Keng. After three moves, Wei Keng was hit in the throat, and the contest ended abruptly.

Mo Guangrang put down his sword, but when the sword pointed at the ground, an inch of blue sword light popped out, indicating that Wei Keng had just died. Wei Keng was very sensible and knelt down on the spot: "Master is so powerful that this disciple is ashamed of himself."

Of course, what Mo Quanrang didn't know was that if his sword blade advanced even a hair further, Wei Keng would retreat a hair.

Wei Keng, on the other hand, accurately judged the force exerted by the master's arm and would stop it there!

...In Zhenwu, Wei Keng, who has modern scientific thinking and excellent tools (systems), has gone further than anyone in this sect...

After Wei Keng entered Xiantian, the true energy was continuously subdivided like extraction.

Among them, the most solemn Qi is deposited in the bone marrow, making bones tougher and stronger.

The slightly viscous Qi is fixed in the internal organs, making them thick and thick.

Among them, the lightest Qi, which is as light as distilled water vapor, shuttles rapidly through the body at high speed, and its movements are very dexterous.

What is "pure" in this world? The purer it is, the higher the power can be condensed. Although Wei Keng is just classifying the true energy in the body, in fact, the breakthrough from the early stage of innate to the late stage of innate is all due to this

Seeds are continuously extracted.

On the entire Juque Mountain, Wei Keng's sensitivity to various "potentials" has reached a level where he is arrogant to everyone.

Wei Keng accurately felt his master's gaze, and he could also accurately feel the amount of real power in his hand that would stop. Of course, if Wei Keng skinned, held the tip of the sword with one hand, and pulled it behind him,

, you can make a fool of the master. Of course that would be rude.

Wei Keng was also so humble when competing with other senior brothers. Whenever the senior brothers really wanted to kill him, and they really wanted to get closer to his skin by a millimeter, the heavy sword in their hands would be like a landslide.

Mo Guanrang considered Wei Keng's martial arts progress and dropped a secret book: "Use Qi to drive the sword here and practice well."

...Wei Keng: Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, human relationships are very important...

After coming back, Wei Keng flipped through the classics given by his master, and suddenly his eyes lit up. There was something in it! It told how to activate the sword's light.

Regarding the sword glow, Wei Keng knew very well. After the steel here is repeatedly forged and tempered, the internal lines layer by layer will superimpose the elastic stress during forging.

Under the basis of earth's atomic physics, the stress of the material will be released as the material disintegrates. However, in this world, this stress structure makes the interior of the material act like a spring, with an energy storage effect. When the internal energy vibrates, this

A burst of energy will be excited from the tip of the sword blade.

Therefore, the Hundred-Refined Sword in this world is a technical job. It is not only about being strong and stacking hundreds of layers, but also making the structure within the Hundred-Refined Sword be able to correspond to the edge of the sword. If a novice is not skilled, it is easy to knock the sword.

A piece of waste is worth a hundred smelting steel. Therefore, the value of a fine 100-smelting Qingfeng is often more than a hundred gold! Because the labor cost is no less than a high-precision manual mechanical watch in the 18th century on earth.

Of course, Wei Keng did not care about the sword light, but carefully read the contents of the "Sword Appraisal Volume" in this classic.

The content here is how to judge the pattern of the Hundred Forged Sword, which requires the sword pattern to be as smooth as water waves.

Wei Keng immediately determined that there was something comparable with the metallic runes.

To Wei Keng, it was like a geologist discovering paleontological fossils on the floor tiles.

...Wei Keng, tsk tsk, I happened to be researching the sharp edge talisman recently...

Wei Keng returned the secret book and looked at the sword in Mo Quanrang's hand eagerly. As expected, Mo Quanrang took out a box.

When Wei Keng saw this dark iron sword, he couldn't help but paused. It wasn't that this sword was simple, but that it was a thousand-forged sword.

It's like in the 21st century. If your boss rewards you with a smartphone worth RMB 4,000 to RMB 5,000, it may be because you have done a good job, but if he wants to give you a mobile phone with diamonds that costs tens of thousands of dollars, then there may be other arrangements.

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Do not persuade anyone to stand with hands behind their hands in front of an carved window: "You have been in the mountain gate for three years. Our sect is born every ten years in the world. The last time was as a teacher. Now it is your turn to come down."

Wei Keng was very "touched" and murmured (performing): "Master, disciple~ I'm afraid I won't be able to take up this position if I'm not good at studying."

Mo persuaded him to wave his sleeves: "Go ahead and go down the mountain to practice for five years. When you come back, the sect will accept you as the true successor."

Wei Keng held the sword and left, but when Mo Quanrang looked at Wei Keng, his eyes sighed.

…What’s the point of being extremely powerful, but caring about the Tutu in your belly?…

After two sticks of incense, behind the Qingsong Hall, Mo Guangrang walked in. In front of him was his second disciple and his nephew, Mo Siyou. This man, who was one year older than Wei Keng, was standing here with his hands folded.

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Mo Quanrang's tone was calm and kind: "Siyou, do you know the immortal?"

Mo Siyou asked: "Are there immortals in this world?" Under the ever-burning lamp, this handsome young man's eyes sparkled.

Mo persuaded: "Of course, the establishment of our sect is related to the immortal. About five hundred years ago, the ancestor of our sect had a relationship with an immortal when he was young. Later, after the immortal achieved great magical powers, the ancestor was named

He shook the world, but he was getting old. So, the immortal rebuilt the mountain gate for my ancestors, and left a promise that as long as the descendants of the descendants have spiritual roots, they can introduce them to the mountain gate. In three months, the immortal will

coming soon."

From then on, Mo Siyou vaguely understood why the master wanted to send Wei Keng away. But he was still a little strange.

Mo persuaded: "In fact, there are fights among the immortal cultivating sects, and most of the fights stem from cultivating resources. Since becoming an immortal is not easy and consumes a lot of money, the immortals will only choose the best every time they come. Back then, your master and my generation had three people with

Spiritual roots, but the immortal only took away one person, that is, your aunt, Mo Hanling. The other two, one is your father, left the mountain gate to pursue the immortal path alone, and there was no news, and I stayed here. "

In fact, Mo Quanrang's spiritual roots were too mixed. From the perspective of the Foundation Establishment Stager back then, it was impossible for Mo Quanrang to continue on the path of immortality, so he gave him such a reason to refuse. But Mo Quanrang has been worried about it for decades.

, thinking that I was just short of that one condition back then.

Mo Siyou: "What about Junior Brother Wei Keng?"

Mo persuaded: "He has spiritual roots. In the Juque Mountain Gate formation, if there is no one to respond, he must have spiritual roots and cannot break into the sect's illusion array."

The immortals set up the immortal formation for this mortal sect in order to repay the karma of the immortal cultivator's early life in the mortal world. However, there is no lack of hope to select some seed players through the illusion formation.

Now the connection between the Juques and the mortal world is too deep. At this time, the other disciples in the sect are all the children of princes and nobles. They were sent down the mountain by the disciples of the Juques to wander away. They owed favors and were found. They had to be introduced into the formation.
To be continued...