Yang Xiong was a little hesitant.

"No doubt."

"There are often geniuses, and monsters are also possible in the world. But you still have to see with your own eyes to know if you can entrust important tasks."

The old man walked around and came to a bookshelf, took out ten volumes of books and handed them to Yang Xiong, then raised the file in his hand and said, "Keep this thing here first, you go."

"yes."

Yang Xiong responded and walked out of the ten-scroll of swordsmanship.

...

Time flies.

It's July in a blink of an eye.

Chen Jichuan roughly mastered the ten newly obtained sword techniques, then rode his horse and whipped it out of Pengshan City, Pengshan County, and came to an uninhabited mountain in the Qinling Mountains.

Bamboo sticks and straw shoes.

Walking in the mountains.

Stand on the top of the mountain in the early morning and watch the rising sun.

Lying in the valley at night, looking up at the bright moon and starry sky.

Sometimes sword dance.

Every day, swordsmanship has made obvious progress with the naked eye. It seems to be integrating the rising sun and the vastness of the starry sky into the swordsmanship.

Not only did the ten new sword techniques have made great progress, but even the thirty-two sword techniques that have already mastered the gods have also made progress little by little.

Sometimes you can practice swords and get to the point of being immersed in it.

He can sleeplessly day and night and immerse himself in swordsmanship.

Watch the sun and the moon.

Starry sky.

View mountains, rivers, plants, trees, birds and beasts.

Chen Jichuan's swordsmanship is improving rapidly.

In a flash of two months, two of the ten sets of sword techniques have reached the level of enlightenment and are fully proficient.

During this period.

Chen Jichuan frowned repeatedly, and was interrupted at the critical moment of understanding the sword technique, and fell out of the mysterious realm. He looked around, as if he was puzzled and distressed, and always felt that someone was peeping at him.

It made it difficult for him to immerse himself in the pure realm of enlightenment.

This made him feel a little unhappy.

But after changing several locations, I could never get rid of this distress.

Just do it.

Chen Jichuan ended his practice and returned to Pengshan City.

...

"The Fourth Division of the Blood Clothing Army is in preparation. You are the leader of the Fourth Division and disappear directly for two months!"

Yang Xiong looked at Chen Jichuan and pretended to scold him.

"Sect Master calms down."

"After the disciple obtained the exquisite sword technique, he was happy for a moment, so he went to practice swords in the deserted mountains and fields, forgetting the time for a while."

Chen Jichuan replied.

"Where can't I practice sword skills? I have mountains and rivers in Pengshan City. Can't I practice swords?"

Yang Xiong continued to ask.

"The sect leader doesn't know anything."

"Disciples practice swords in the city and in crowded places. They always feel that they can't be free and happy. Only by going deep into the mountains and fields and no one cares about them can they feel refreshed and their understanding of swordsmanship is faster than usual."

Chen Jichuan explained to Yang Xiong.

"I see."

Yang Xiong seemed to accept this statement and asked casually: "Then how have you practiced sword skills in the past two months?"

"The 'Liuguang Sword Technique' and 'Moon Indication Sword Technique' are already fully proficient, and the other eight sets of sword Techniques are still a little short of heat." Chen Jichuan frowned slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with this progress.

"In two months, you can practice the 'Liuguang Sword Technique' and 'Moonlight Sword Technique' to master it?!"

Yang Xiong was shocked when he heard this.

Chen Jichuan shook his head and said distressedly: "This time I could have practiced three or even four sword techniques to the level of mastery before coming out, but for some reason, I can't get into a state of state and often interrupted for no reason, just like practicing swords in the world and someone watching, which made me feel upset."

Chen Jichuan said, and seemed to be talking to himself: "Maybe it's because I'm not in a good mood and I'm too anxious to practice swords."

Yang Xiong listened quietly, and did not personally test Chen Jichuan's swordsmanship progress like last time. He only encouraged him a few words and let him go.

After Chen Jichuan left.

Yang Xiong suddenly stood up and waited respectfully. Soon, the old man in gray walked out from behind the curtain.

"Uncle of the Seventh Division."

Yang Xiong called out and said in surprise: "According to what Wang Shan said, he seemed to find the uncle of the Seventh Division being observed for the past two months."

Two months ago, as the old man in gray was told.

When Chen Jichuan first left Pengshan City, Yang Xiong went to inform the old man in gray, who followed him all the way and secretly watched him for two months.

Yang Xiong is not sure what happened during this period.

But judging from Chen Jichuan's statement, it was obvious that someone was vaguely sensed that he was in the dark. Perhaps because the uncle of the Seventh Division was too strong and he could not find out whereabouts, he was so confused and even thought that he had something wrong with him.

But innate, how is it possible

"This kid is born with a sword type. When he is immersed in sword practice, he has extremely sensitive sensing. Even if I hide it very well, just look at him, he can feel something, and thus fall out of his state of practicing sword practice and enlightenment."

The old man in gray was both amazed and surprised, and said to Yang Xiong: "This son learned from nature and learned swords from heaven and earth, which should be related to his experience of the savage in his early years."

The old man in gray has read the file of "Wang Shan".

Knowing that he was once a 'savage' and had the charm of a fierce tiger, he had a talent that was beyond ordinary people in the tiger-shaped fist.

And now it seems.

Not only is he talented in the "Tiger Fist", but his talent in swordsmanship is even more terrifying.

"In time, it may be possible to achieve it"

The old man in gray seemed to think of something, and his turbid old eyes suddenly brightened, and then he said, "Don't restrain him in the future. He wants to practice swords in the mountains and fields, just let him go, and I will not go to see him. If he wants to practice swordsmanship, he will open all the swordsmanships in the sect to him."

Seeing the talent of "Wang Shan" with his own eyes, the old man in gray made up his mind to focus on training.

"Learn from nature."

"Born a sword species."

Yang Xiong was also surprised and happy. He did not expect that the uncle of the Seventh Division had such a high evaluation of Wang Shan. He immediately excitedly said: "Uncle of the Seventh Division, don't worry, disciples must clear all obstacles for Wang Shan and do not interfere too much!"

...

Chen Jichuan didn't know about the conversation in the hall.

But he left the Sword Sect and returned to the fourth camp. He still frowned and felt distressed, but laughed in his heart: "Now, the risk of being discovered on the Internet and offline is much smaller!"

Deliberately under the man's nose in the dark, he pretended to be a sword genius who was in love with the mountains and fields.

He deliberately pretended to be disturbed and delayed his understanding of the sword technique.

In this case, it would be too immoral to continue to peek at him.

"Try it again next day."

"But according to common sense, I should not. I am focused on Taixu Sword Sect, and there is no reason to ruin my practice for no reason."

Chen Jichuan has a clear mind.

I pretended to be a show for two months, and now I have done all the work, and it depends on God's will.
Chapter completed!