"The sword comes out of thunder, the sword light is condensed, and the sound moves, the sound is empty, the sword is real, such as the third form..."

The young man in white held a wooden sword in his hand and stood there, and the long sword in his hand could not continue to practice.

"Why can't I remember it again? I didn't sleep at night? Why did I forget it?"

He thought for a long time without believing in evil, but he could not remember the set of "Thunder Sword" that he had just finished his practice yesterday.

"Yu Han!" A kind-looking boy walked in quickly and said excitedly to the young man in white: "You passed on my thunder sword yesterday, and today I was praised by my master!"

The boy in white smiled faintly, his smile a little bitter.

You were praised, but I forgot.

The boy in white was Yu Han. That day in Qizhou, the mountains and rivers changed, the sky collapsed, the earth broke, and he was involved in the cracks in space, and then crossed the continent and threw it into the territory of Yanzhou, the extreme northern part.

At that time, he was charred all over and there was no complete place, but fortunately he was still alive.

The young man in front of him was named Xu Fei, a core disciple of the Yanzhou Martial Arts Hall. He was there to try. When he saw Yu Han still had a breath, he brought him back to the Martial Arts Hall.

And relying on his identity as a core disciple, he asked the martial arts doctor to save Yu Han.

Later, Yu Han did not leave, but lived here with Xu Fei. It was also by chance that Xu Fei was worried and worried with his first swordsmanship.

Yu Han's eyes swept over the sword technique, and then he couldn't help but practice the entire sword technique perfectly from beginning to end.

At that time, Xu Fei widened his eyes, looking at Yu Han as if he had seen a treasure, and cried and asked him to teach him.

From then on, they changed from a simple life-saving grace to a complex relationship that was both a teacher and a friend.

In the martial arts lecture hall, the core disciples are the highest-level disciples, then inner disciples, outer disciples and servile disciples.

As one of the only thirteen core disciples of the Yanzhou Martial Arts Hall, Xu Fei naturally received great attention from the Martial Arts Hall, so the daily practice tasks are supervised by special elders.

That swordsmanship was given to him by the elders to train his understanding. He said that he only gave him one day to practice as much as he could understand.

However, because of Yu Han's existence, Xu Fei gave a satisfactory answer.

Later, the elder kept bringing new sword skills to Xu Fei, and each set of sword skills was just given to him for one day.

Xu Fei gave these sword techniques to Yu Han first, and Yu Han would read the sword technique jade slip almost every time, and he could practice it from beginning to end without any leakage.

Moreover, no matter whether it is the transformation between the Great Dao Shenqi or the sword moves, there is no trace of awkward feeling, as if I have practiced for several years.

However, this situation has had a little unexpected happening.

Because every time I wake up the next day, I will forget all the sword skills I practiced yesterday, but in fact it is not really all.

At least two sword moves left behind in each set of sword techniques!

Moreover, when I want to practice again, I find that I can’t practice it no matter what, and I don’t have the feeling of doing it in one go.

So, so far, there are a total of four sets of sword techniques, and Yu Han has only remembered eight sword moves.

Seeing Yu Han's face a little bitter, Xu Fei thought of his problem and scratched his head embarrassedly: "You won't tell me that you forgot the Ben Lei Sword again, right?"

Yu Han smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, and then nodded.

Xu Fei glanced at him and shook his head and said, "Even the master of the hall can't understand your problem."

Yu Han sighed, put his palm on his dantian, and his narrow eyes gradually narrowed a curve.

Dantian is the root, and Wushen is the mind. The two are united to explain the origin of the great way.

If the Dantian is destroyed, and there is no root, it is considered to be abolished, but the martial spirit is destroyed, and the artistic conception is destroyed. He will be a mortal for the rest of his life.

The meridians connect to the dantian, like a river entering the sea, or if you use magical powers to fight the enemy, the dantian can actively flow back and true energy spread throughout the body.

Once upon a time, his dantian was destroyed, his martial soul was picked and he almost died.

But he pointed his sword at the sky and set up a plan to kill the guardian of the Immortal Sect, and was finally swallowed into the crack of the space.

However, after waking up, Yu Han was surprised to find that his broken dantian was reborn.

And there seemed to be some changes in the process of rebirth.

The ordinary dantian is the same color as the body, with a pure and elegant appearance, and it breeds energy, which is the core of human body cultivation.

After rebirth, the dantian appears golden yellow, and its shape is different from the previous dantian. It has fine and strange patterns on it, which is extremely magical.

He cannot understand these patterns now, but when he is circulating the Dantian, these patterns will automatically operate, thus increasing the amount of spiritual energy absorbed by heaven and earth.

Because of this, Yu Han practiced very quickly during this period, and a feeling seemed to arise in his body, and he was eagerly looking forward to condensing the martial spirit and being in line with the great way of heaven.

After having an experience of gathering martial spirits, Yu Han was familiar with it and followed the initial method again and again, he wanted to condense his sword spirit again.

But every time he gathers souls, he feels that something is missing, so the sword soul that has just condensed and formed will always dissipate at the last moment.

"You don't have to worry. I heard that the elder of the teaching staff will come back tomorrow. He is the oldest elder in the entire martial arts hall. He is knowledgeable. Although his cultivation is a bit low, he knows a lot. You can't learn swordsmanship and the problem of being unable to condense martial arts will probably help you solve it!" Xu Fei patted his shoulder to show comfort.

Yu Han smiled casually. Xu Fei had been helping him find a solution during this period, and even asked the master where he was, but he still couldn't get any answers.

In any case, Xu Fei did not reserve at all when treating himself.

This is also the reason why he stayed to help Xu Fei.

Xu Fei took out a jade slip from his arms with a smile and handed it to Yu Han in front of him: "It's just this, I still need your help."

Xu Fei is very easy-going. As a core disciple, his cultivation has reached the peak of martial spirit.

Only half a step away, you can break through the Wu Po and enter the realm of Qingwei.

But facing Yu Han, he didn't feel a little proud, as if he was a fellow disciple.

Hearing Xu Fei's words, Yu Han couldn't help but roll his eyes, took the swordsmanship jade slip, with a slightly stern expression.

Hidden sword technique!

The name of swordsmanship seemed to have touched Yu Han's heart.

Xu Fei's voice also came from his ears: "The elder said that this set of swordsmanship is different from the previous four sets. It is a powerful swordsmanship hidden in the martial arts hall. Even if it is a core disciple, without the elder's approval, he must not practice secretly."

Yu Han frowned, and was about to carefully check the magical imprints in the jade slip.

Two figures suddenly descended and landed lightly in front of them.

"Junior Brother Xu Fei!"

One of them smiled at Xu Fei, and then said directly: "You are not young anymore, and you are about to break through to the Qingwei realm. Master has long said that you will assign a sword to you and help you organize your sword skills on weekdays. Just now, Senior Brother and I recruit new disciples outside. When we think of this, we picked up a good seedling to send to you. I just don't know if you believe it or not!"

Yu Han narrowed his eyes slightly, held the jade slip with the sword technique hidden in his hand in his palm, and lowered his arms.

The person who came is also a core disciple, named Chen Feng, who ranks eighth among the core disciples.

However, his identity is a bit special. His family has a close relationship with the Immortal Sect. It is said that his sister is a top genius Taoist couple among the previous generation of Immortal Sect exchange disciples.

The tense relationship between the martial arts hall and the immortal sect was destined to be a little embarrassed. However, this person is versatile and has some means of communication, so his popularity is pretty good.

Xu Fei is the youngest among the core disciples, but has the greatest potential and is highly valued by the elders, so he immediately flattered him.

The young man beside him smiled slightly, but there was no humble expression on his face. He just bowed slightly, as a salute, but his eyes looked at Yu Han with deep meaning.

Yu Han frowned. This is rare among new disciples.

Because the new disciples start with the servile disciples and are promoted one after another, the core disciples should be particularly envious and respectful to them.

This person is so calm and has a very unusual origin.

Xu Fei was able to become a core disciple. Although he was a little lazy in his cultivation, he was not stupid.

Seeing the boy's attitude at this moment, I was also suspicious.

Then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, walked past Yu Han, and whispered: "I'm sorry for you!"

Just as Yu Han smiled and said to Chen Feng with a little puzzled look, "Senior Brother Eight is really intent. You can naturally trust the person you chose yourself."

Chen Feng's mouth gradually curved a curve.

However, Xu Fei continued to hear the voice coming from his ears: "It's just that I already have a sword!"
Chapter completed!