The Swordsman who started from Baicaotang

The blade is sharp.

The huge knife light whizzed away and instantly pierced through Liang Zishan's body and broke out of his body. The whole person exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist.

But Wu Qingshui had already disappeared without a trace.

Two long and narrow knife marks were left on the ground, spreading out and disappearing.

Huang Feng's face was pale, and his blood and essence were almost completely depleted. Or maybe his cultivation was too low, so he could only use force. He took out a bottle of top-grade blood and essence pills from his arms, swallowed them all in one gulp, and a warm current spread throughout his body, and he felt better.

"Coach, are you okay?"

After hearing this, Cui Meng suddenly woke up from his dream. He looked him up and down for a long time before speaking, "Are you really Huang Feng?"

"Guaranteed genuine!" Upon hearing that, Huang Feng rolled his eyes at him.

Call ~

Cui Meng let out a long sigh, still in disbelief.

"You know what? You have realized the rudiments of the sword's meaning. You are no longer an ordinary swordsman. You have embarked on the path of the sword. From now on, no sword technique will be difficult for you. You will learn it once you see it and master it once you learn it."

You don’t have to say it!

Huang Feng believed that he had a great understanding, especially in swordsmanship, which he could master at a glance. More than 90% of his skills were learned by himself, and he was indeed a martial arts genius.

"Enough of small talk, coach, let's leave now."

The two slashes scared Wu Qingshui away, and Huang Feng's blood and qi were mostly consumed. Even if he swallowed the best blood essence pill, it would be difficult to recover to the peak in a short period of time. If he forced it to perform, his foundation would be destroyed and his way forward would be cut off.

Now that Cui Meng had been rescued, the mission was accomplished. Moreover, Wu Qingshui could not catch up with him even with his Qinggong skills, so he could only give up.

It's very dangerous in the deep mountains and old forests. The place is full of blood and there might be monsters coming here just by smelling the blood.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a tiger roar resounded through the forest, frightening Cui Meng.

"go!"

"Come on!"

Cui Meng said a few words and immediately fled. Huang Feng was not panicked, he touched the corpse and left in style.

A moment later, a huge black tiger rushed into the pine forest, swallowed Liu Deshui's body in one gulp, and then picked up the scattered body parts.

The corpses of warriors are also a great tonic for monsters. Devouring powerful warriors can open up the monsters' intelligence and turn them into real monsters. Real monsters can condense their demonic energy, just like copper skin and iron bones. Only the innate true energy can break the monster's flesh.

The monsters that have become spirits have developed intelligence. They rarely appear near human cities, because humans also have extremely powerful warriors who are capable of killing them.

Those without spiritual intelligence are called wild beasts, those with spiritual intelligence are called spirits, those with condensed demonic energy are called monsters, and there are also great monsters, monster generals, monster kings, monster emperors, monster lords, monster emperors, and so on that have practiced for many years.

The three of them walked through the thorny jungle for more than 20 miles in one breath. Cui Meng couldn't walk any more, so he stopped.

Liu Xiong stood by and watched. Cui Meng took the healing pill and was practicing Qigong to heal his wounds. Huang Feng was also refining the pill, trying to restore the Qi and blood in his body.

Because Huang Feng was at a high level and had realized the rudiments of the sword intent, he could refine the elixir very quickly. After an incense stick of time, he had consumed two bottles of top-grade blood essence, and his strength was restored to its peak.

Cui Meng was still healing himself. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he pulled out a martial arts manual that he had found on Yang Qianli's body. The others had no martial arts manual except some pills and banknotes.

Come to think of it, who would carry a martial arts secret book with them?

Unless you can't understand it and haven't learned it yet. Most people have already memorized the skills they learned. If you don't even have this kind of memory, you won't achieve much in martial arts.

When I took it out and looked at it, I saw three big words written on it: Bronze Body Kung Fu.

After a careful reading, Huang Feng was furious. It was indeed a rare martial arts secret book, and it was also a method of cultivating the three realms of true qi for both internal and external cultivation. It was just incomplete, with the first sentence missing and part of it completed by Yang Qianli, so it was impossible to practice it.

He thought he had gotten a great bargain, but it turned out to be a stinky duck egg, and a huge stinky one at that. Huang Feng was so angry that he almost threw away the secret book.

After thinking for a while, Huang Feng decided to keep the secret book. Since Yang Qianli could complete part of it, he could do it too. Maybe he could complete the technique and practice it at that time.

The practice of cultivating both internal and external skills is indeed not simple. It is a superior practice that cannot be compared with ordinary practices.

Cui Meng had fought for Baicaotang for so many years before he was rewarded with the skills. Huang Feng thought he had not contributed at all and didn't know when he would be able to obtain the skills of the third level of true qi.

Huh?

Maybe there is another way, a shortcut.

He has broken through the embryonic form of sword intent and is also a well-known genius. If Baicaotang trains him vigorously, perhaps it can give him the skills.

After thinking about it, I think there is indeed room for maneuver. When the time comes, let Cui Meng go and test the waters. Maybe it will work.

With this thought, Huang Feng's mind was at peace. Looking at the martial arts secret book in his hand, he no longer had any impatient thoughts. Instead, the more he read, the more interesting it became. Inspiration flashed through his mind. He actually completed part of it.

I don’t know how long it took, the sun set in the west, and a ray of afterglow fell down.

With a "wow" sound, Cui Meng spat out a mouthful of black blood, then he let out a long breath, looking a lot more relaxed.

A bit of joy appeared on his face, and he said with a smile: "Huang Feng, Liu Xiong, this time it's all thanks to you, otherwise I really couldn't escape this time."

"Coach, you're welcome!" Liu Xiong replied stiffly, expressionless.

Huang Feng didn't have this expression. He put away the martial arts secret book in his hand and replied: "Coach, can you go back and talk to Master Gui to see if Baicaotang will train a genius like me?"

No extra words, just get straight to the point.

"Ha ha……"

Cui Meng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of your matter. A genius like you is beyond our reach in Baicaotang, so we will naturally help you a lot!"

"Old Gui has always taken care of the younger generation. If he hadn't given me a mid-grade armor, I would have died in the hands of Wu Qingshui and the other three."

Perhaps Mr. Gui had seen through this a long time ago and rewarded him with a mid-grade armor for self-defense, which he actually put to use.

Seeing that it was about to get dark, the three of them left without much chat. After walking about ten miles, it was getting dark.

Suddenly, shouts were heard, one after another, echoing in the mountains and forests.

"Lao Cui, where are you?"

"Coach, where are you?"

"Teacher!"

"........."

When I got closer, I saw Hu Liu leading a group of guards, holding torches, moving through the mountains and forests, shouting as they walked.

"Lao Hu, I'm here!"

Before he finished speaking, three figures rushed out and came in front of Hu Liu.

“Old Cui!” Hu Liu was overjoyed to see the man coming. He ran over and saw Cui Meng standing in front of him in one piece. He said quickly, “God bless me, God bless me!”

Hu Liu didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and never respected heaven and earth. Just now, he wanted to kneel on the ground and ask God for help.

"This time, it's all thanks to Huang Feng and Liu Xiong, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to escape."

Hearing this, Hu Liu hurried to the two of them and knelt on the ground with a plop. This frightened Huang Feng, who immediately helped him up.

"Huang Feng, Liu Xiong, thank you very much. You saved Lao Cui, so you are my saviors. If you need me in the future, just ask. If I, Hu Liu, frown, I will be a son of a bitch."