Chapter 5: Sword

Yunhaizong is a thousand miles away from Yangzhou City. Even if Qianli Snow can travel thousands of miles a day, Lin Feng still took ten days to arrive.
However, in the past ten days, Lin Feng was not wasted. The territory of the country was on the road. Lin Fenghe of the previous world had such a feeling of blood. In his unconsciousness, his state of mind was broken, and the martial arts also successfully entered the Qiwu situation. The realm, the water is in the air, and the martial arts and nine waves are also cultivated to the last one, a wave of nine!
Today's Lin Feng, with a powerful force of nearly 85,000 kilograms, is extremely powerful.
Yunhaizong is located on the Yunhai Peak, the main peak of the Yunhai Mountain Range. The Yunhai Peak is not the highest mountain in the mountain range, but the area is vast. From the sky to the ground, you can see that the Yunhai Peak is like a city in the mountains, surrounded by the highest peak of the Eight Columns. Inside, the feng shui is excellent. In the nine continents, feng shui is the air transport.
"Stand up, let's go down." At the foot of the mountain, two shoushan disciples blocked Lin Feng and said coldly.
Lin Feng brows a finger and points to the figure who is riding in front of the mountain and says, "How can I not see you stop him?"
"Oh." One of them sneered: "Why do you almost kill the waste compared to the insiders?"
It turned out to be the reason for the identity strength. Lin Feng smiled. Yun Haizong’s Shoushan disciple is just a decoration. He is a foreign disciple. If there is a guest, he will go to inform Zongmen. Where is the power to block people? It’s just a mix of things, not to mention the sons of Zongmen who stopped riding.
"The weak is to be bullied." Lin Feng sneered, not only did not dismount, but a reins, thousands of miles of snow whistling forward.
"Waste, you dare." The two burst at the same time, want to stop, but see Lin Feng's fists come together, suddenly a fierce force came from fiercely, they directly flew out.
"If there is another time, you will be abolished." Lin Feng screamed and screamed. Only when he got the strength, he had the right to speak. The two shoushan disciples climbed up and looked at Lin Feng’s leaving figure, and then smiled. Even the waste is stronger than them. No wonder they are just guarding the mountain disciples.
In Yunhaizong, most of the teenagers of the age of fifteen or sixteen years old are six- or six-heavy realm of Qiwujing. This is an ordinary qualification. The eight-fold qi is extremely good. As for the martial arts, it can be called a genius. The door focuses on the martial arts, which can be used for the fifteen or six-year-old martial arts, and can be regarded as the top genius in the entire snowy country.
Contrary to those geniuses, if the fifteen-year-old is still in the martial arts, he can only say that the qualifications are low. It is the worst talent of Yunhaizong, so Lin Feng got the name of a waste and was ridiculed.
The news that Lin Feng came back quickly spread in the children of Yunhai Zongwaimen. His 'waste material' was still famous in Yunhaizong. Walking in the Yunhai Zong, Lin Feng saw various expressions of the surrounding people, turned a deaf ear and went straight. Go towards Yunhai Zongxingchen Pavilion.
The Star Court is the place where Yunhaizong stores the exercises and martial arts. Every day, many Zongmen children go to the Star Court. Today, nature is no exception.
"Lin Feng." A voice came, Lin Feng stopped, his eyes turned, and then he saw a cold boy.
"Your life is really big, it is not dead." The boy was the eldest son of Lin Heng and Lin Haoran who had asked Lin Feng for the last time.
Lin Feng swept Lin Heng's eyes, sneer in his heart, and the eight realms of martial arts. Today, he relied on the seven martial arts to add nine waves, not inferior to each other, as long as he practiced one or two sets of martial arts, he was sure to win the forest. Constant.
Therefore, Lin Feng did not pay attention to Lin Heng, directly entered the Star Court, first improve his strength and then revenge.
"The next time, I will definitely let you die and can't die anymore." Lin Heng saw Lin Feng ignore himself, and his eyes flashed a cold killing.
There is an old man in front of the Temple of the Star Court, sitting there casually, his eyes are lazy.
"Predecessors." Lin Feng slightly touched the old man, although the other side is just an old man, very inconspicuous, but the important place of the Star Court, only he is guarded by one person, it can be seen that the other party is not as simple as it looks, For example, in the previous TV series, the sweeping plaque of Shaolin Temple’s Tibetan Buddhist Scriptures is unfathomable. How can Lin Feng, who is a human being, not understand.
The old man's lazy eyes glanced slightly, and looked at Lin Feng with a strange look. Then he nodded to Lin Feng: "Seven heavy gas, you can only choose the martial arts skills on the first floor of the Star Court, up to two sets."
"Understand." Lin Feng should have a voice, the Star Court is divided into three layers, and the disciples who are trained in the martial arts have no internal door tokens, they can only choose the first floor of the exercises and martial arts.
The practice and martial arts on the first floor of the Star Court are all yellow, but the number is very large. Here you can find the most suitable martial arts skills for your cultivation. This is the essence of the Zongmen, not what his Lin family can match.
Gong Fa Lin Feng is not needed for the time being, so he mainly looks for books on the shelves where martial arts are placed.
"Seven killing fists, one punch and seven kills, suitable for the system of martial arts owners to practice."
"The wind is smashing, with the help of the power of the wind, it is attacked by the wind blade, and it is suitable for the possession of the wind and soul."
"Many cows, yellow grades, and are suitable for the beasts of the beasts."
Lin Feng looked at the martial arts in his hand and then let go. His martial arts is a dark martial art, which can enhance all the qualities of martial arts, including comprehension. Therefore, there is no restriction on him. Any martial arts can be cultivated. It is the metamorphosis of the Dark Wuhun, so he hopes to find powerful martial arts.
"The breeze sword decided, the sword is like a breeze, light and elegant, pervasive, suitable for the sword martial arts owner to practice."
Lin Feng's gaze paused slightly. He longed for the enthusiasm and enmity of the swords and swords, so he couldn't tell the sword, but this set of breeze swordsmanship did not seem to be what he wanted.
"Puer the sword, if the sword is thunder, one hit will kill, suitable for the sword martial arts owner cultivation."
"Drawing swordsmanship." Lin Feng's footsteps stopped. This sword-drawing technique seems to be different from other sword-swords. The most unwanted thing for the swordsman is the moment of drawing the sword. Because of the delay in time, it affects the sword. However, the sword-drawing technique is to pay attention to the sword-drawing. Will kill, the sword will see the blood, the strongest power in the moment of the sword, a hit, it represents failure.
Moreover, the sword-drawing technique is not divided into several weights like other martial arts. There is only one weight, one movement, drawing a sword, killing people, and doing the ultimate, sword out and drinking blood.
"Just it." Lin Feng will collect the sword and then prepare to pick a light body method. After all, he may guarantee that every time he will be able to kill, if it fails, he will be able to escape quickly and win. Buffer time, and, Lingbo microsteps, flying squats, but every earth man's dream!
Lin Feng then selected a set of body martial arts called floating glimpse, and trained to the strongest realm to be able to achieve the glory of the body, only seeing the shadow, not seeing people.
The well-received Lin Feng took two martial arts to the Shouge old man to register.
"The sword-drawing technique." The old man whispered, saying: "Young man, the martial arts of sword-drawing is the first time you have been chosen. You have to know that other people’s swords are out, but you are pulling swords. Your speed is hard to beat each other. And if you are not fast enough, the ending is already doomed. It can be said that this martial arts training is strong, but the requirements are too high, you have to be the ultimate fast, faster than any opponent, in order to kill.

"I understand." Lin Feng knows that the other party is kind enough to remind himself that if the sword is not fast enough, then the sword-drawing technique can not only do the sword and drink blood, but it is counterproductive and puts itself in a crisis.
"You know it well. If you are not sure, don't use it. This is a good martial art." The old man said nothing, help Lin Feng register, after all, the martial arts exercises selected in the Star Court must be within one month. Returning can not affect other Zongmen children who want to cultivate.
"Thanks to the seniors for pointing." Lin Feng took over the martial arts, and then respectfully thanked the old man.
"Yeah." The old man smiled and nodded. "This soft sword can be used as a belt. It is useless to put it on me. You should go and play."
"Don't thank, the old man can't stand it, go to practice." The old man saw Lin Feng and thanked him, smiling and waving.
Lin Feng touched his head and put his gratitude on his heart. If he was equipped with a soft sword that could be hung around his waist, he would not be surprised. The grasp of one hit and the kill would definitely increase.
Smiling and nodded to the old man, Lin Feng left.
"I haven't seen such an interesting young man for a long time." The old man whispered, and then resumed his lazy appearance. Today's young people are only trying to improve their strengths, and they are more and more impetuous. They have already forgotten the basic etiquette.