One month passed by in a blink of an eye. The 365 acupuncture points in Xu Tianran's body were all filled with spiritual power. The tide of spiritual power in his main spiritual veins was like rolling waves in the sea. After a month of training, he felt that he was stronger than ever before.

Xu Tianran has been practicing basic skills hard for a month. He does not expect to be able to chop the golden elixir as huge as a mountain into pieces in just one month. In his heart, Xu Tianran warned himself that his opponent is not the big golden elixir with eleven lines, but

Himself. As long as he becomes stronger day by day, he will definitely have hope to crush the golden elixir within three years.

Xu Tianran seemed to have returned to Qingshan Town, holding the bamboo knife again. On the roof, facing the floating clouds in the sky, he only practiced basic knife skills: stabbing, stabbing, chopping, splitting, sweeping, teasing, pushing and cutting. Lao Bai

Apart from the basic eight-character sword technique, Lao Bai also confessed that he did not know any fancy sword techniques. He could only fight with the enemy with the simple eight-character sword technique, which was faster, more accurate, and ruthless than others.

Some.

Xu Tianran silently recited the formula that Lao Bai taught him: stabbing. The stabbing method is the basis of the sword, and it is not up to anyone to pursue the soul and seek life. The front stab goes up to the throat and abdomen, and the curved side stab searches for the kidney and heart. Simple

The bayonet stabbed out sharply.

Xu Tianran was reciting: "Zhajue". The knife is taken care of like the wind, and it will be red when you hit it. "Zhajue" is as fast as lightning, so why kill people in ten steps? The knife is stabbed out with a long level, and it is sheathed in an instant.

The execution was like a startling dragon rising over the turbulent waves. He stepped forward and moved his sword. When he saw the real opportunity, he took action. Even a hero would not be able to escape his life.

Chop. The chop is like a tiger breaking through a cage. The whole sword is the most powerful. Move forward and use the bleeding blade to kill the enemy in an instant.

Sweeping. Sweeping is like a strong wind blowing through the remaining clouds, and the fierce and domineering force kills the enemy's soul. Move your body to defend the back. This method is the most authentic in group fighting.

Tiao Jue. The Flirting method leaves no trace on the hand, and the enemy's sword has not yet moved. He attacks the femoral artery, and uses the wrist to find it in return.

Push decision. The push is amorphous and changes with the enemy, and you can choose the reverse grip or the front grip. When pushing from all sides, it is better to move around and fight, with the defensive arms forming a cross.

Cutting. There is no need to wait for two knives to cut. Control the enemy's arm to escape. The knife cuts the throat and arteries, and the blood is gone in a moment and the life is gone.

Xu Tianran's ears echoed with Lao Bai's words: When you encounter a bottleneck in sword practice, practice the Bazi Jue a million times. If you practice the sword a million times, the meaning will be apparent.

Xu Tianran followed the figure in Qingshan Town and picked up the Eight-Character Art again. In the past, he only thought that Lao Bai was hiding his secrets and did not teach him sword skills. Now he gradually understands that Lao Bai's sword is a sword for the battlefield and a sword for the world.

Knives are different. On the battlefield, wherever you come and I can dodge like knights in the martial arts world, they all pay attention to killing with one sword. There is no chance for a second sword. Therefore, Lao Bai's sword is the fastest and most powerful in the world.

It is accurate, the most ruthless, the simplest knife, and also the strongest knife.

For thirty days, Xu Tianran practiced the Eight-Character Technique day after day. The sword techniques are ever-changing and inseparable from their origins. No matter how many changes there are, they all come from the Eight-Character Technique. Xu Tianran practiced and summarized a set of simple eight-step sword moves, and the sunrise swing

The sword is put away at sunset, thousands of times a day, without getting tired of it.

Lu Xiaobu saw Brother Tianran, who was already in a daze, practicing swordsmanship on the roof all day long. He was already half as tan as himself in the sun. If he continued practicing stupidly, he might not be able to find a wife. He was really worried for him. However, I was worried.

Feelings are often fleeting. In this small world, Lu Xiaobu and Xiao Murong are shoulder to shoulder, inseparable, and they feel like they have the same affinity. They are both in the realm of terrestrial gods falling from the sky, and they both have children's minds. Lu Xiaobu

With a simple heart, Xiao Murong was just entering the Jianghu for the first time, and he was imprisoned here for a whole period, and he became more and more like a child. There is no living thing in this world, but he couldn't bear it.

All things in the world are lifelike.

A piece of black charcoal, a child in white, busy and dusty every day, either fighting crickets or fishing in the river. Crickets and fish are all transformed by the condensation of Xiao Murong's spiritual power, but it is really difficult for ordinary people to

Distinguish authenticity.

Today, Lu Xiaobu and Xiao Murong were lying by the creek. Lu Xiaobu's mouth

There was a piece of licorice in his mouth, and the boy in white imitated the example. Lu Xiaobu spat hard, "Brother Xiao, your licorice has become wrong. It seems that you have never tasted licorice before?"

Xiao Murong smiled and said: "Brother Hei, how do you say this?"

Lu Xiaobu straightened his chest and said seriously: "The world is talking about eating licorice. I, Lu Xiaobu, consider myself the third in the world. Who dares to think that I am the second in the world?"

Xiao Murong asked: "Why does this sound a bit strange? Who is the best in the world?"

Lu Xiaobu said proudly: "That's of course my natural brother. Brother Xiao, licorice should be bitter first and then sweet. The bitterer it is, the sweeter it will be at the end. Your transformed licorice is too sweet at the entrance, but it will lose all the bitterness and sweetness at the end.

The pleasure.”

Xiao Murong leisurely looked at the floating clouds on the horizon, smiled and said: "That's right, then it will be a little more bitter."

In an instant, Lu Xiaobu turned over, covered his throat with both hands, and kept vomiting, as if he was about to vomit out the bitter bile. After a long while, he looked at the little boy in white with resentment, "Brother Xiao, you don't have to be so bitter, almost."

It's going to kill me."

Xiao Murong smelled the licorice that had been taken out of his mouth, frowned and said, "It is indeed a bit bitter."

Lu Xiaobu climbed to the stream and drank a few sips of the sweet water. Then he came back to his senses and asked, "Brother Xiao, what are we playing today?"

Xiao Murong pondered for a moment, "Cockfighting? How about it?"

Lu Xiaobu ran over and lay down in front of Xiao Murong, pecking away at the rice.

Xiao Murong's thoughts moved slightly, and a small circle formed by a fence formed by the stream. Then he clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and murmured: "Witness the moment of miracle."

The corner of Lu Xiaobu's mouth twitched slightly. He was extremely excited when he heard Brother Xiao say these words for the first time. Now that he has heard it so much, his ears are almost getting calloused. If he continues to listen to it, he feels like he will vomit. But for some reason, Brother Xiao is still

I take the trouble to add one sentence every time: Witness the miraculous moment.

Suddenly, a pair of red chickens were decorated with flowers, and their distances were like sharp edges. Lu Xiaobu rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Old rules?"

Xiao Murong nodded. The two of them looked solemn and took a long breath. They seemed to have the demeanor of land gods. The two of them said in unison: "Rock, scissors, paper."

One white hand gestured to scissors, and one black charcoal hand gestured to a stone.

Lu Xiaobu rolled around happily and said with a smile: "You won fifteen rounds in a row. I didn't expect you to be here today."

The boy in white looked like he was being slaughtered, and said resentfully: "If you choose first, you may not be able to pick the stronger one. There are two fighting cocks, one big and one small. How do you choose? The big one may not be strong, and the small one may be weak."

Lu Xiaobu calmed down his joyful mood, and what he said did make sense. He had lost fifteen guessing games in a row, but he had only lost thirteen in the official competition. The one who chose first might not necessarily be the best. If he wasted the first move,

Wouldn't it make him laugh to death if he had a cell phone?

Lu Xiaobu's face suddenly turned gloomy, as if he had already lost half the battle. He carefully observed the two fighting cocks in the cage beside the fence. One was obviously bigger and stronger, and the other looked smaller, but one was flapping.

Wings spread, as if fighting spirit was high. When Lu Xiaobu was in a dilemma, a familiar voice sounded in his ears: "Choose the smaller one."

Lu Xiaobu turned his head happily and said with a smile: "Listen to Brother Tianran."

Xiao Murong suddenly looked panicked and glared at the man in green shirt with a long knife hanging on his waist. Lu Xiaobu asked: "Brother Tianran, how do you know which one is stronger?"

Xu Tianran said silently with a black head: "He has seen through your thoughts, so he is sure to win."

Lu Xiaobu grimaced, "I don't even know what I have in mind."

Xu Tianran swallowed a chestnut, shook his head and said: "You, even if you eat shit on the road, you still want to be bigger than others, so you will naturally choose a bigger fighting cock."

Lu Xiaobu suddenly realized that these days

Brother Xiao asked himself to pick chestnuts, and he subconsciously picked the big ones first. Could it be that he was testing himself? It turned out to be the big devil of the Northern Mastiff, with such a deep scheming. Da Heitan secretly made up his mind, starting from today, I will also

To be a wise person, you cannot let others see through your thoughts at a glance.

Xu Tianran rubbed Da Heitan's brain and said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry to grow up, and be happy as long as you can. Brother Tianran likes that your heart is as clear as water."

Lu Xiaobu puffed up his cheeks and glared at Xiao Murong, "No, I have to see through his conspiracy. No wonder I only won two out of fifteen rounds. It turned out that he had plotted everything."

Xu Tianran was speechless. It seemed that Xiao Murong had really calculated to the extreme. He was afraid that Da Heitan would lose interest in competing together if he failed to win one game. He also directed and acted and lost two games. He really thought deeply and thoroughly.

The ending was as Xu Tianran expected. The seemingly strong fighting cock was severely defeated by the skinny fighting cock in three strikes. Lu Xiaobu admired Brother Tianran even more. He felt particularly at ease with Brother Tianran.

The kid in white clothes was crying. Today was supposed to be a win-win situation, but the kid in green clothes messed up the situation. He also revealed his plan. It seems that he is going to suffer more today. "What, are you asking for a beating?"

Xu Tianran clasped his hands and saluted, "Excuse me, Senior Xiao."

The boy in white squinted his eyes and said, "Be careful."

Xu Tianran nodded slightly.

Suddenly, Xu Tianran was included in the vast spiritual veins again, hovering in front of the mountain-like Jindan, clasping his fists and saluting, "Brother Jindan, I'm here again."

Now that the golden elixir was jumping powerfully, Xiao Murong looked at the green shirt from a distance with a touch of consciousness. Xiao Murong didn't know why he paid so much attention to Xu Tianran. Originally, Xu Tianran was within his spiritual veins, and his every move, word and deed

He couldn't escape his control, but somehow he managed to retain a ray of consciousness to watch from a distance, as if he was enjoying what he saw with his own eyes, whether it was his powerful sword attack or his embarrassing escape.

As expected, Xu Tianran did not receive a response from the golden elixir, but he felt calm and said with a smile: "Today I want to give you a name, how about Wang Wu? It is said that in the past, the Foolish Old Man moved the mountains, and today Xu Tianran kills the giant elixir, and everything is dripping through the stone.

We will slowly spend three years doing this job."

Xiao Murong rolled his eyes and murmured: "I am young and my tone is not young. I underestimate the great golden elixir with eleven patterns. If it can be chopped into pieces in ten years, I will be impressed. I still want to crush it in three years. It's just a dream."

"

Xu Tianran slowly pulled out Chang Ping, pulled out the sword at the waist, and struck out with all his strength like a giant dragon emerging from the water. With a "boom", the golden elixir stood motionless, but Xu Tianran firmly remembered the position he was looking for, although there was no trace of a crack.

, but left a shallow mark.

Suddenly, Xu Tianran's body retreated, Jin Dan fought back, and a spiritual energy struck. Xu Tianran ran wildly with his sword. After several dodges, he finally managed to escape, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, there was another danger, and a spiritual energy suddenly hit him.

The threads turned into IOUs and came from all directions. In an instant, Xu Tianran was whipped a thousand times by the IOU threads and fell from the sky.

Xiao Murong smiled slightly, and Xu Tianran fell on the ground of the boy in white. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and his body was covered with blood stains.

The boy in white covered his face and said with a smile: "You cut me with a knife, and I will give you a sword in return. It's even."

Xu Tianran swallowed a mouthful of blood and reluctantly said: "How about exchanging one sword for another every day?"

Xiao Murong looked at Buyi Qingshan in shock, "Are you seeking death?"

Xu Tianran bowed deeply and said respectfully: "Thank you, senior."

Xiao Murong chuckled and said: "No worries, no worries, if you dare to come, how can I still dare not to pick you up?"

Lu Xiaobu looked at Brother Tianran's miserable appearance, and was about to lean over to help him up. He gently pushed Lu Xiaobu's hand away, held Chang Ping tightly, gritted his teeth, and stood up slowly while leaning on Chang Ping, leaving

A stubborn silhouette.
Chapter completed!