Rebirth through the book

A five-pound iron block, although wrapped in cotton, is also very heavy. Qin Jin was a little curious about the recent situation of the son reported by the Hadeshenwei. Now that he saw this thing, he picked it up and looked at it casually. "You're smart, you know that the sword I gave you can't be swung to make this?"

"Thank you for the compliment, father," Qin Zheng cupped his hands. He also thought about it. Although he was not close to his father, he could treat him as the instructor back then. Although he had been in a high position for a long time, he knew what the situation was like. What kind of things should be done.

"Let's go, I'll teach you how to practice swords." Qin Jin's interest came and went quickly, and he seemed to lose interest after playing with the weight for a while.

"Yes," Qin Zheng followed his pace.

The Twelve Nether Moves have their own names, and they can match the moves of the Supreme Heart Sutra, so how could it be simple.

"The first move, the dark dragon goes out to sea, the sword must be fast, one hit is sure to hit, watch it."

"Yes!"

The blade of the sword flipped along with the wrist, and in an instant, it leaped out of the calm sea like a dragon, and it was caught off guard.

"Come and show me," Qin Jin said to Qin Zheng, who was watching carefully, after performing the first move and putting away his sword.

Sure enough, he was a master. If he hadn't deliberately slowed down, Qin Zheng couldn't guarantee that he could see clearly, which meant that there was indeed a need to learn.

Qin Zheng drew his sword and raised his hand to draw the sword. The sword style looked the same, there was no trace of mistakes, but it didn't have such an amazing feeling.

"There's more than enough stability, but not enough sharpness, come again!" Qin Jin's carelessness seemed to be put away when he pointed, appearing quite harsh.

Qin Zheng just needed such rigor to detect gaps and make up for gaps, otherwise there would be no need for guidance.

"Yes," drew out the sword again.

"Come again!"

The sword came out, but it was a point faster, but it still didn't work.

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Qin Zheng practiced the first move for a whole day, and he did not know how many times he used the sword, but as long as Qin Jin said to do it again, he would use the sword again.

However, Qin Jin also taught seriously. He could see that the child's progress every time he drew the sword, although subtle, did not feel tired, not impetuous but patient, coupled with his natural talent, he really deserved to be his son.

Although he looked dissatisfied on the surface, he was very satisfied in his heart.

"Okay, stop," Qin Jin waved his hand and said, "After practicing for a day, don't stop taking medicine baths after you go back, and don't waste your internal energy before going to bed at night."

"Yes, father," Qin Zheng endured the pain and withdrew his sword and bid farewell.

Out of the leader's courtyard, the servant followed by himself. Qin Zheng let the servant hold the sword and rubbed his stiff right arm. In fact, his whole body hurts, but it is very valuable. Qin Jin is a good teacher.

After eating, Qin Zheng entered the medicated bath that belonged to the leader. The heat was steaming, but his whole body felt more corrosion-like pain than before. It's just that the inner strength circulated, but it was stronger and recovered faster.

Sitting cross-legged with eyes closed, the drops of water on the forehead and nose wing kept dripping, creating ripples on the water surface, but the ripples trembled more violently, as if they were attracted by something and wanted to turn into whirlpools, and the thick emerald green color became lighter and lighter After a long time, the ripples swayed, and the person with closed eyes suddenly opened their eyes, but the momentum was stronger than before.

Qin Zheng looked at his hands, and then stood up from the clear water-like wooden barrel. Just now, he broke through the fourth layer of the Nether Frost Heart Sutra.

Bathing his whole body with clean water again, when Qin Zheng came out wearing silk obscene clothes, his wet hair steamed for a while, but it dried up in an instant.

The long hair is flowing, the boy's eyes are a little narrow and long, and his stature is more than an inch taller than when he came here.

Qin Zheng didn't bother with his hair anymore. Even if he wasn't used to it when he came here, he is used to it now. He sat cross-legged on the bed, and once again sat down to circulate his internal energy.

Today is due to the thick accumulation and continuous training in the past, coupled with the continuous exhaustion of internal energy in sword practice today and the resumption of operation, it is possible to break through naturally.

Although there is no stagnation, stability is still necessary. By the time he has stabilized completely, it has already arrived at Haishi, which is almost eleven o'clock at night.

Qin Zheng finished his work, then extinguished the candle with a flick of his fingertips, and fell asleep. The child's body is just growing up. Although he has to work hard, it is too late. It is necessary to ensure eight hours of sleep every day.

At the same time, Su Yu was standing in front of her window, the moonlight was dim, the clouds were densely covered, and the outside became pitch black as the lights of the main courtyard were turned off.

At this time, he should have fallen asleep, and the candles had already been extinguished, but he felt inexplicably irritable. It had been three months, and Qin Zheng practiced martial arts every day. He should be the person who hates this kind of method the most. Is not it?

In his previous life, Qin Zheng thought he was too talented and had outstanding internal strength, but he didn't know that even he could beat him. If it weren't for the loyalty of the old leader's subordinates, he might not be able to subdue everyone.

It's just that now he is struggling to practice external skills, is he aware of the shortcomings of his previous life?No, that person didn't know how to look back when he hit the south wall. Even if he was reborn, he was equally stupid, which caused the Nether Sect, the number one demon sect that had been passed down for hundreds of years, to fall apart.

Although Su Yu once had admiration for Qin Zheng, loved him and killed him decisively, but now that he thinks about it, he really just did what he wanted, especially killing innocent people indiscriminately. Sure enough, if his eyes are blinded by love, he will be blind, even he is no exception Fortunately, that little bit of love has long been wiped away, and the life-saving grace of the old leader has also been repaid in his previous life.

It is better to settle the grudges in the previous life with his own hands. No matter whether Qin Zheng has changed or not, he will never show any mercy.

The window was closed, and it was such a dark night, Su Yu returned to the bed without any hindrance, and fell asleep.

Night vision is his innate ability.

The days continued, and Qin Zheng went to the main courtyard to practice swords every day. It took two full months from the first form of the underworld dragon to the sea to the fourth form of the group of demons dancing wildly.

In the third month, however, the speed was significantly accelerated. Qin Jin would often demonstrate it once and ask him to correct the shortcomings after practicing. Later, there was even a style to be practiced in two days.

It wasn't until the end of the three months that Qin Jin was about to leave the head teacher again to deal with matters before ordering, "Zheng'er, although you are proficient in the first four poses, you still lack internal strength. Although the last eight poses have been pointed out hastily by your father, But you need to explore it yourself, your Heart Sutra has already been cultivated to the fourth floor, you can also go to the top floor of the Zangshu Pavilion to choose the lightness exercise."

"Yes, Father," Qin Zheng clasped his fists and saluted.

"Heh..." Qin Jin took out a notebook from his arms and handed it to Qin Zheng, "This is the experience of cultivating for my father. You didn't love these things before, but now you want to learn but you don't have time to teach you. You can only rely on yourself gone."

Qin Zheng took the notebook solemnly, put it in his arms carefully and said, "Thank you, father." Such things as martial arts experience are already very precious.

"Well, it's not bad." Qin Jin stood up and patted his head and said, "The Nether Sect will always be passed on to you. You can work so hard. I feel at ease as a father. Go back."

"Yes," Qin Zheng refrained from touching his hair, turned around abruptly and left. Although he had a ten-year-old body, he was not used to such intimacy.

After returning, Qin Zheng received the news that Qin Jin had left, so he stopped paying attention to the future training in the main courtyard, but opened the notebook and began to read it carefully.

He already reads very fast, but he finished reading in one afternoon.

Now that he has practiced to his current level, he should learn the superior lightness kung fu, and he also plans to choose some other sword techniques to practice.

Zangshu Pavilion may really be a good place.

On the second day, Qin Zheng didn't rush to Zangshu Pavilion, but recruited the young man who had been staying here for six months.

After they usually practiced, they would prove themselves to each other. Qin Zheng chose them for the purpose of training with them. If there is no opponent, learning is useless.

Qin Zheng's courtyard was already very big, with lush flowers and plants in front of the gate, but it was surrounded by an empty stone platform, which was suitable for fighting.

"I asked you to come here today to test and teach martial arts." Qin Zheng was holding an ebony sword in his hand. The same weight of five catties was made of South China Sea ebony wood. , so as not to hurt others. "To practice against this young master, you need to use all your strength. For the winner, this young master can promise him a condition."

This tone should be enough to arrogantly reveal the identity of the original owner!Qin Zheng sighed silently in his heart, he was indeed not suitable for a career like acting.

"Yes, this subordinate understands," ten teenagers clasped their fists in response, each holding a wooden sword.

At the beginning of the battle, Qin Zheng looked at the young man on the opposite side, and then said please, and suddenly drew out his sword to strike first, the swordsman is fast!

clang!The ebony and the yellow wood collided with each other, making a dull sound. Qin Zheng's eyes flashed with appreciation, and he turned around again, and the sword went down the road.

The young man stood on the ground alone, and turned over, but the sword came towards Qin Zheng's neck, and he retracted the sword to defend, but it was a false move, turned sideways, and the dragon went out to sea!

The sword light was magnificent, on the ebony side, a strand of long hair fell from his neck, the young man was slightly stunned, and then withdrew his sword way, "I lost, thank you, young master, for your mercy." If the sword light was drawn towards his neck, , I am afraid that the blood has been spattered three feet, just a strand of hair, it is the young master's mercy.

"Your foot is very stable, but the sword is not fast enough, just practice again." Qin Zheng said.

"Thank you, young master, for your guidance," the young man cupped his hands in thanks, and then got off the stone platform.

The teenagers in the audience had heard about the cruelty of this young master, and were ready to be injured, but they didn't expect that this would be a deadly game, but the young master was merciful. It can be seen that the rumors are not credible, and the teenagers will also be merciless. So relieved.

The other boy continued to go up and started to fight, and the swords collided with each other, and there was a dull sound every time he made a move.

Su Yu looked at the stage seriously, the person holding the ebony wood was as stable as a rock, but the yellow wood trembled every time it touched it, although it was subtle, he could see the slightest difference in his eyes.

Qin Zheng's sword is no longer just gorgeous, and every move has a tendency to be calm. It may not be so easy to win against him.