The Swordsman who started from Baicaotang

night.

The stars are like rain, and the silver light spreads across the earth.

The long wind blew, bringing a cool breeze mixed with the smell of soil, making people feel very refreshed.

West courtyard.

"Hoo ho..."

Someone was swinging a knife and hacking, his steps were as swift as the wind, unsteady and uncertain. The wooden knife in his hand was like a shadow following him. In the night, a black shadow floated, like flying catkins.

Huang Feng practiced swordplay constantly, and with his extraordinary talent, in just a few days he had surpassed an ordinary person who had practiced for decades.

Comprehension!

There is no way to describe this thing, and there is no way to explain it. Simply put, it is this strong. Without such talent, Huang Feng would not dare to think about reaching the peak of martial arts.

Of course, it has a lot to do with the Qi and Blood Soup, as well as the daily adequate food. Only when you have sufficient physical strength and strong Qi and blood can you practice swordsmanship without restraint. Every move and every style can be done with all your strength, almost reaching the perfection that Huang Feng wanted.

He didn't know what level his swordsmanship had reached, but he had practiced each move thousands of times and was already very proficient. However, he had not yet reached the point where he could use his heart and move without being bound by the moves. His swordsmanship was still within the moves.

The work is not yet done, we still need to work harder.

Unconsciously, a ray of rosy clouds fell from the sky and landed on Huang Feng. Bathed in the early sun, he continued to practice swordplay without paying attention.

Call ~

After another stick of incense, Huang Feng finally stopped and exhaled a long breath, feeling extremely happy. The blood in his body kept surging, as if breaking through some kind of restriction.

At this moment, he understood that there is an inseparable relationship between qi and blood and breathing, and breathing is also closely related to the proficiency of swordsmanship.

In short, the more proficient you are in knife skills and the longer your breathing is, the better you can control the Qi and blood in your body, which is also very helpful for digesting Qi and blood soup and replenishing Qi and blood through daily diet.

boom!

It's like a silver bottle suddenly breaking!

Just as Huang Feng exhaled a breath of foul air, his body seemed to break free of the shackles. He heard a subtle sound in his mind. A warm current surged out from his bones and instantly rushed to his limbs.

At this moment, he felt like he was in the water, just like taking a bath, and felt very comfortable and warm all over. His energy increased greatly, as if he could move mountains and carry a tripod on his shoulders.

Of course, this was an illusion, an illusion of a sudden surge in Qi and blood. The increase in strength was real.

Musha!

He finally became a real warrior!

A warrior is someone who constantly breaks the shackles of the body and possesses energy far beyond that of ordinary people.

The day before yesterday, someone summoned the wind and rain, and also attracted the power of thunder and lightning. This thing has exceeded Huang Feng's imagination. So far, he has not figured out what is going on. He just feels that it is terrifyingly powerful and unbelievably powerful.

This matter was too far away from him, far beyond his current ability to figure out. Instead of thinking about it, he might as well practice his swordsmanship a few more times.

Yes.

He practiced his sword skills a few more times and finally joined the ranks of warriors, getting one step closer to controlling his own destiny.

The strange thing is that after he became a warrior, his mind became calm, the blood in his body stopped surging, and became very stable. It was like sinking to the bottom of the water. Eight words suddenly appeared in his mind.

The silence runs deep, the light is not dazzling.

In deep water, you can't hear the sound of running water. The bigger and brighter the light is, the less dazzling it is and it looks very normal.

The same is true for humans. After becoming a warrior, the blood and qi in the body are strong, as if all the blood and qi in the body have returned to the bone marrow and flowed into deeper parts of the body.

A half-full bucket of water sways around, while a full bucket of water is steady. Maybe that's the reason.

The strength of the body surged, and the body needed to get familiar with this power. Huang Feng started practicing sword again, but it was different this time. The sword technique that was originally very familiar, due to the lack of control over the strength, actually had various deviations.

Although he was stronger, his swordsmanship was not very good. It was not that Huang Feng's swordsmanship had deteriorated, but that he did not use his body's strength perfectly.

Once he has perfect control over this tremendous force, his strength will increase rapidly, becoming several times stronger than before.

Half day!

He estimated that it would only take half a day to master the surge in strength. By then, he could defeat more people, obtain more Qi and Blood Soup, and become a martial arts master.

At this moment, alarm bells suddenly rang in his mind, and scenes from the past came to his mind. He decisively killed the thought.

greedy!

Greed!

He almost fell into greed again, which caused him many setbacks, including his own life.

After he got the prescription, he thought he could cure it in one go, so he increased the dosage several times. He thought that a severe case required a strong medicine, so the last dose of the decoction brought him here.

Greed is at work!

It is unforgettable and really hard to forget.

If he was obsessed with the Qi and Blood Soup and forgot to practice swordsmanship diligently, he would eventually become a monster enslaved by the Qi and Blood Soup. He was still a slave, but he didn't sign a contract to sell himself.

Qi and blood soup is very important, but it is far inferior to his swordsmanship, that is, himself. The distinction between the primary and the secondary must be clearly distinguished, and one must not lose sight of the main point and pursue the trivial.

Call ~

With this thought, Huang Feng stopped practicing swordplay, and felt terrified. He almost went astray. If he hadn't died once, he really wouldn't have gotten out of this situation. There is great terror and great opportunity between life and death. The ancients were not deceiving me.

After thinking for a moment, he had made up his mind.

Practice swordplay will never stop. If there is nothing else to do, you must practice swordplay every day. When resources can satisfy your own practice, you should not waste energy to seize resources. Only when resources are insufficient, you should fight for resources.

He must be clear about whether to fight or not, and not be careless. Otherwise, he is likely to die in a confused state, and he will not know at whose hands he will die.

"Cuckoo..."

My stomach is rumbling, it's time to feed my stomach again. I look up and see the sky is full of light, a red sun is rising slowly.

have to.

It’s another sunny day!

But he didn't feel the heat, maybe because it rained.

"squeak!"

The door was opened, and a tall figure came out, it was Liu Xiong again. Liu Xiong looked at him deeply, then lowered his head and walked towards the South Courtyard, probably to eat again.

There was less disdain in his eyes, and more awe. In the past few days, Huang Feng came out to practice swordplay as soon as he heard the rooster crow, and he saw it all. He thought he couldn't do this.

After a few breaths, Xie Hai and the other three came out of the room, holding Huang Feng's clothes. Huang Feng was only wearing a pair of pants, with his upper body naked.

When practicing swordplay, it is inevitable to sweat. Clothes will easily get dirty and full of sweat odor, which is not very comfortable.

They were all men, so Huang Feng had no scruples and took off his pants. There were several water tanks in the yard, and they were all filled with water after a heavy rain. After taking a shower, I felt refreshed.

"go!"

"Let's go to the South Courtyard!"

The four of them immediately followed, not daring to delay at all.

I ate everything in whirlwind and had food in my stomach. I drank two more bowls of qi and blood soup and felt refreshed.

In the early stage of the first level of body refining, two bowls of Qi and Blood Soup were still very effective. Huang Feng no longer had the intention to challenge others. When two bowls of Qi and Blood Soup were no longer effective, he would go to compete for other people's Qi and Blood Soup.

He practiced swordplay as usual and soon mastered the strength of his whole body, even faster than Huang Feng had imagined.

Time passed quickly. Cui Meng hadn't come back yet, but it didn't matter. Huang Feng's strength improved bit by bit, and his swordsmanship became more and more proficient. Soon he could strike at will.