NOVEL NEXT Chapter 70: Evil swordsmanship, almost crazy
Seeing Mu Feifan's decisive attitude, Fang Qingxian was silent.
After a while, he said, "Actually, our sect still has a set of swordsmanship."
"But the contribution required is a bit much."
"The average person can't afford to change it."
Mu Feifan asked: "Can I use money to buy contribution?"
"sure!"
"Then go and change it now, did Jianlu miss the money?" When Mu Feifan heard it, he felt hope!
Suddenly, he thought of something and suddenly asked: "Is this a normal name for the sword technique."
Fang smiled leisurely: "Don't worry, it's absolutely normal."
"And the ruthless swordsmanship just now was only a yellow level, this set of swordsmanship is a mysterious level!"
Mu Feihua is relieved.
The next day, Fang Qingxian came happily.
"Brother Mu, I got the new sword technique!"
"This set of swordsmanship is called Dahe swordsmanship!"
Dahe swordsmanship?
Dahe Jianzong?
Mu Feifan's mouth twitched slightly.
Although the name is still random, it is better than the ruthless swordsmanship.
The money spent is all credited to Mu Feihua.
If he wants to use the system to increase Dahe swordsmanship, it is also possible.
However, once the swordsmanship was displayed, the high level of the clan knew the clues, and the gains outweighed the losses.
Moreover, swordsmanship is not the main business of Mu Fandian.
This time it was all for surprise inspection.
Since Fang Qingxian has seen Dahe swordsmanship for the first time, he is very interested.
Two people practice together.
What makes Mu Feihua happy is that this set of swordsmanship only has three styles.
He felt hopeful that he would pass.
"The first style of the big river swordsmanship, the big river flows eastward!"
"The second type, a big river with wide waves!"
"The third style, the sword of the river is coming from the sky!"
The key is that the names of these moves are easy to understand, and they are more catchy to read, as if they have a sense of rhythm.
Fang said leisurely: "Brother Mu, I wasted a day yesterday. Today is the last day, so you must study hard."
He is afraid of Admiration and not focused.
Mu Feifan gave him a white look.
Just watching him finish the one hundred and eight styles, each of which has ten changes of ruthless swordsmanship, this day has passed.
Are you embarrassed to say?
So, the sound of various long swords piercing the void began to sound in the yard.
after an hour.
Fang Qingxian said weakly, "Brother Mu, how do I feel that this set of swordsmanship is weird?"
"It takes too much spiritual energy."
"I haven't practiced the first pose yet, and I feel my body is hollowed out."
Mu Feifan glanced at him.
Fang Qingxian was pale, with swollen eyelids, cold sweats, like a sick ghost.
"You are too imaginary."
"Everyone is in the early stage of building a foundation, why is it not as good as me?"
Mu Feihua is speechless.
Fang Qingxian: "This sword technique is a bit evil."
"If I keep practicing, I have to be squeezed dry."
"Brother Mu, you can practice by yourself, I'm going back to sleep."
Mu Feihua nodded.
I practiced the Chaos and Prestige Art by myself, and the six elements were fellow practitioners, with profound spiritual power, and he was already far from the same level.
I didn't expect to be stronger than Fang Qingxian.
After Fang Qingxian left, Mu Feihua stood with his sword.
hum!
"The river flows eastward!"
He pierced out with a sword, and his spiritual power turned into sword energy, like a vast ocean, raging and rushing away.
The mud was flying, bursting out.
A long gully broke through this terrifying sword in the small courtyard!
I am overjoyed for the extraordinary.
"The first style is finally done!"
"It doesn't feel too difficult."
"It is extremely spiritually intensive."
If Fang Qingxian hears this, he will definitely collapse.
Why is it not difficult?
He practiced hard for an hour, and didn't even figure out how to make moves, so he ran out of spiritual power.
I didn't expect Mu Feihua to practice the first formula directly!
Fortunately, Fang Qingxian walked fast, otherwise there would be one more autistic army.
Two more hours passed.
Mu Feihua has practiced the second style!
"Haha, this set of swordsmanship suits me too well."
"It's like tailor-made for me."
"Tomorrow's inspection is expected to pass!"
He strikes while the iron is hot and starts to learn the third formula.
It's just that spiritual power is also in short supply at this moment.
Mu Feihua directly took out the high-grade spirit stone, and while he recovered, he comprehended the third formula.
"This third style is indeed a bit esoteric."
Time passed a little bit.
And Mu Feihua is still sitting in the courtyard, like a sculpture.
The sun is gradually setting.
The afterglow shines on Mu Feifan.
One day passed.
Mu Feihua hadn't practiced any moves during this time, and just sat here quietly, as if an old monk had entered concentration.
After nightfall.
The moon hangs high.
Little Turkey got up at night and glanced at the middle of the yard dumbly.
It doesn't matter at this look.
almost peeed!
I saw Mu Feifei still meditating in the yard, motionless.
If it weren't for the faint breathing, I'm afraid I would have thought it was a statue.
The little turkey walked around Mu Feihua, and yelled twice.
Mu Feihua did not respond, and seemed to enter a strange state.
Little Turkey sighed.
The desire of heaven to destroy people must first make people crazy.
The check is coming, the wicked man is going crazy!
A few hours later, the sun rose.
"Brother Mu, have you gotten up?"
"Let's go to Lingyunfeng!"
"The inspection will begin soon!"
Fang Qingxian brought Hong Yu into the courtyard.
The first thing I saw was that Mu Feihua was still sitting there, motionless.
Fang Qingxian was shocked: "You won't sit here all night, will you?"
The little turkey was beside him, staring at him admiringly.
What's more, it’s sitting for one day and one night!
Seriously affect the quality of sleep of this chicken~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Suddenly, Mu Feifan opened his eyes.
There seems to be a great path of brilliance flowing in his eyes, as if he understands the principles of the sages.
He stretched, then stood up and said, "I'm ready."
"You can go anytime!"
Fang said leisurely: "Then Dahe swordsmanship have you learned?"
Mu Feihua nodded: "Three styles of swordsmanship, one style does not fall, master all!"
hiss!
Fang Qingxian was taken aback.
How difficult it is to practice swordsmanship, he has personally experienced it.
Just the first form, Fang Qingxian didn't think about it, but instead used up his spiritual power.
Obviously, this set of swordsmanship cannot be accomplished overnight, it requires long-term work.
Unexpectedly, after Mu Feifan practiced for a day, he would learn everything.
"Brother Mu's talent is really beyond my reach!"
"You must have spent time during the day, and all the tired people were sitting in the yard and fell asleep."
Fang Qingxian Road.
Admired the extraordinary: "Only learn the first two styles during the day, and the third style is just learned."
"just?"
Fang leisurely lost his eyes for a while.
He suddenly thought of something, and his expression immediately became amazed.
"You mean, I was not sleeping just now when I meditated, but practicing swordsmanship?"
Mu Feihua nodded.
Fang Qingxian was completely shocked.
Which sword technique does not require a lot of practice.
Brother Mu casually sat for a while and then mastered it.
You can increase your experience even when you hang up!
At this time, Mu Feifan saw Hong Yu and asked, "You kid, how are you doing?"
Hong Yu smiled and replied: "Master, don’t worry if you are old, I have a small coup for clearance this time!"