A sword, a donkey, and a pot of wine

Xuanhuang Realm, Western Regions.

It is the middle of winter and the weather is extremely cold.

In the mountains, the snow is above the knees.

The boy's hands were frozen red.

But he still held the sword tightly in his hand.

His figure was like lightning.

In an instant.

It had already flown more than ten feet.

It was stuck on a tree in front of me.

The sword penetrates deep into the wood.

The big tree shook, and countless snowflakes fell.

Almost buried the boy.

"The speed is there, but the attack power is not enough!"

An old man suddenly appeared.

This old man actually has one arm.

"Master, I've been practicing this Liuguang for five years, but it still doesn't work. Am I stupid?"

The young man looked up at the old man.

There was an apology in his eyes.

"This stream of light is quite difficult even for a powerful warrior or a throne king to practice. You are still a warrior whose internal force has not yet been transformed into a spirit, not even a cultivator. It is not bad to be able to reach such a level!"

The one-armed old man touched the boy's head lovingly.

Picking up a dry branch from the ground, the one-armed old man looked at the young man and said, "Child, watch carefully!"

There is no fluctuation of spiritual power.

In an instant.

The one-armed old man shot out like a brilliant stream of light.

He appeared not far away in an instant.

In front of him stood a huge rock.

All I saw was the seemingly fragile dead branch in his hand.

It actually inserted itself into the huge rock.

Only the small part held in the hand is exposed.

The old man gave his wrist a slight shake.

The boulder was actually split into two.

"hiss!"

The boy gasped.

There is a sword in my hand.

Sharp sword.

But it can only penetrate the tree trunk shallowly.

But the master used a dry branch to pierce the boulder!

It actually cut the huge rock into two!

"Master, you are so amazing!"

The boy was amazed.

The one-armed old man smiled slightly and said, "My child, the key to the Liuguang Sword Technique is speed. It also requires the mind and the sword to be in harmony, and to control the sword with the mind, in order to unleash its true power."

"Master, I seem to understand something."

The boy nodded thoughtfully.

"Then let's try again."

The one-armed old man encouraged.

The boy took a deep breath.

He gripped the sword tightly again.

I recalled the one-armed old man’s actions and words just now in my mind.

I saw his figure flash.

It flashed out like a stream of light.

A sword thrust out.

"Chong"

A voice came.

His sword collided with the boulder.

Although it penetrated shallowly.

But the recoil force caused his arm to hurt.

“There is progress, but it’s not enough.”

The one-armed old man said, "Keep practicing until your sword can wield as freely as your master."

The young man gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, Master!"

In the following days, the boy practiced hard day and night, forgetting the cold and fatigue.

His sword became faster and more accurate.

The power is also growing.

into the night.

It started snowing.

It's snowing heavily.

It was so big that it interfered with the boy's vision.

The young man stood with a sword in hand.

A cold wind blew.

The boy's clothes rustled.

Suddenly, the boy moved.

Shoot out like a stream of light.

The snow along the way had no time to fall on him.

His figure has disappeared!

The sword flashed across the night sky like a stream of light.

The huge rock cracked with a sound.

Split into two by the sword light.

"Master, I've done it!"

The boy shouted happily.

The one-armed old man standing by had a long-lost smile on his face.

In a thatched hut.

The young man was cooking wine and the old man was stewing meat.

The aroma of wine and meat is everywhere.

The two of them took a sip of wine and a bite of meat.

It's so uncomfortable.

"Master, can this flowing light really make me invincible among my peers?"

The young man drank the wine in one gulp.

asked curiously.

"Of course. Once the light appears, who can compete with it? This is no joke. Not to mention those of the same level, even those who are one or two levels higher cannot stop this light, unless..."

The one-armed old man is leisurely.

"Unless what?"

"Unless your opponent is the Taoist priest from Taiwu Mountain?"

"Are the Taoist priests from Taiwu Mountain powerful?"

"Amazing! Their Tai Chi sword power is just the right counter to my Liu Guang."

"What if I really meet a Taoist priest from Taiwu Mountain in the future?"

"It's okay. Master, this flowing light is just one move in my sword technique. There is a move in my sword technique that is specifically designed to deal with this Tai Chi sword intent!"

"Then Master, will you teach me?"

"cannot!"

"Why?"

"Because I forgot, not only this sword move, but also a lot more... What about the eternal gods, only one sword... Nüba, Shaohao, Gonggong, Zhurong, what good is it if they become gods? In the end, they still serve as food for it..."

The old man muttered something and gradually fell asleep.

"Ugh!"

The young man sighed, picked up the animal skin and covered the old man with it.

He walked out of the house.

Draw the sword from your waist!

in the snow.

In addition to the falling snow, there are also sword shadows.

In addition to the whistling wind, there is also the ringing of swords.

……