Cultivation Starts From Simplifying the Exercises

  Chapter 69 Four Peaks and Three Pulses

  Stepping on his feet, Chen Fei came to Yang Chuanfa, and the long sword in his hand flashed past, stabbing Yang Chuanzhen's chest.

"it is good!"

  Although Chen Fei just handed out a sword, Yang Chuanzhen's eyes lit up. With just one sword strike, Yang Chuanchuan could see Chen Fei's background in the way of swordsmanship.

   "Zheng!"

  Yang Chuanfa flicked away Chen Fei's attack with a sword casually, and at the same time returned the sword with his backhand, which was also Chuyuanjian's sword move. Chen Fei remained motionless, and the long sword in his hand seemed to instinctively block Yang Chuanzhen's attack.

   In just a few breaths of effort, Chen Fei and Chen Fei had already exchanged dozens of moves, with back and forth, no distinction between equals.

  The deacon's disciple stood under the stage with a loose expression, but gradually became serious. The reason for the seriousness was naturally not Yang Chuanfa, but Chen Fei.

  Although Yang Chuanfa has pushed his realm down to the bone-forging state, his own kendo background is not comparable to that of ordinary warriors, especially his understanding of Chuyuan Sword has reached an extremely high level.

   Against casual cultivators of the same level, it usually takes only a few strikes to determine the superiority.

  But now that the two are fighting against each other, it is also Chuyuan sword, and Chen Fei seems to be able to handle it with ease, making the deacon disciple think that he is wrong.

   No matter how much you practice in advance, without the guidance of a sect, if you want to practice the Chuyuan Sword to this level, it is not to say that it is as difficult as reaching the sky, but it is also very difficult.

  Among the outer disciples tested, those who have mastered the Chuyuan sword to this extent can be said to be very rare.

   "Clang!"

   There was a muffled sound of weapons clashing, Chen Fei slid back a few steps, and finally stopped, the long sword in his hand was still trembling slightly at this moment.

   "You won, I just used the power of the Marrow Training Realm."

  Yang Faxing looked at Chen Fei with a smile on his face. If Yang Chuanzhen suspected that he would be injured if he continued to suppress the realm just now, it would be too ugly.

   "Congratulations, Junior Brother Chen."

  The deacon disciple raised his right hand falsely and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Chen, come with me."

  The attitude of the deacon disciples is obviously a little more docile. The disciples of the inner sect are already considered to be true members of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, and they are not comparable to the disciples of the outer sect.

  And Chen Fei's swordsmanship background is quite extraordinary. Although the current cultivation base is still low, future achievements should still be expected.

   "Thank you, brother, for your guidance."

  Chen Fei bowed his hands to Yang Chuanzhen, followed behind the deacon disciples, and left Qianlong Hall.

  Yang Faxing stood where he was, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he became indifferent, which was quite different from the enthusiastic look just now.

  After being registered in the register and receiving a new waist badge, the deacon disciple took Chen Fei to walk around the Yuanchen Sword Sect and introduced the uses of some places.

   "My Yuanchen Sword Sect, in its glory days, had the inheritance of the four peaks and three veins. The township's exercise, the Yuanchen Sword Code, is even more smelting of the four peaks and three veins. It is unparalleled in power and shocks the world."

  On the way, the disciple deacon said proudly. Chen Fei didn't speak, but listened quietly.

   "However, there have been some major crises in these years. Although the sect has survived, some inheritances have been lost." The voice of the deacon disciple became low.

   "Then which line of inheritance can I learn?"

   "It's still too early to say which line of inheritance, you have to wait until you become a true disciple in the sect before you can get in touch with the real inheritance."

   The deacon disciple said with a smile, every new student wants to learn advanced exercises. But without being tested, it is impossible for the sect to give you the real top inheritance, because it is afraid that the entrustment is not human.

   "Then me?"

   "According to the order, Uncle Feng has been arranged in the door as your master, and Uncle Feng will come to learn the exercises in the future."

   While introducing, the deacon disciple led Chen Fei to a courtyard.

   "Is Uncle Feng here? The disciple has something to ask!" The deacon disciple shouted outside.

   "What is it?"

A figure quietly appeared at the door, saw Chen Fei, frowned slightly, and said: "Recently, eighteen disciples have been arranged for me in the door, and I can't teach these people alone. Let him be here again!"

   "Uncle Feng, calm down, this is an arrangement within the sect, and the disciple has no right to ask." The deacon disciple said with a wry smile on his face.

"Humph!"

  Feng Xiupu snorted dissatisfiedly, and took the paper representing Chen Fei's message.

  Age and bone-forging level cultivation made Feng Xiupu's frown deepen, but when he saw Chen Fei's performance in the promotion test, Feng Xiupu's expression became a little better.

   "Practice the Chuyuan sword once!"

  Feng Xiupu looked past the deacon disciple and looked at Chen Feidao.

"Yes!"

  Chen Fei nodded, lifted the long sword in his hand, and practiced the Chuyuan Sword on the spot.

  Chu Yuanjian has cultivated to Dzogchen, and every move and style has become Chen Fei's instinct. Therefore, when it is deployed at this moment, the swordsmanship appears extremely elegant and agile, almost showing all the essence of the Chuyuan sword.

  Feng Xiupu's slightly frowned brows couldn't help but slowly relaxed, looking at Chen Fei in the distance, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

  As far as Chen Fei's Chuyuan sword is displayed at this moment, even if Feng Xiupu can use it himself, it's nothing more than that.

  The annoyance of being forced to come to him because of the sect just now has been relieved a lot now.

  Although Feng Xiupu didn't know how long it took Chen Fei to practice this set of sword techniques. But since he can cultivate the Chuyuan sword to this level, it will be much easier to practice other sword techniques of the sect.

  However, Chen Fei's cultivation is still too low. He has just entered the Bone Forging Realm at this age, and his hope of going further in the future is somewhat slim.

   "Okay, stop, it's okay." After a while, Feng Xiupu said.

  Chen Fei put away his sword and stood aside.

   "The Feng Shishu, Chen Shidi will be handed over to you, and the disciple will leave first."

  Seeing that Feng Xiupu's expression eased and he was not as dissatisfied as before, the deacon's disciple hurriedly took leave. Feng Xiupu's temper is notoriously stinky, and the deacon disciples don't want to be reprimanded inexplicably.

Feng Xiupu watched the deacon disciples go away, turned to look at Chen Fei, and said: "You heard it just now, now I have a lot of disciples, so I can't always guide you in cultivation. More often, you need to work **** your own Practice, and come to me again if you encounter a problem that you don’t understand.”

   "Disciple understands." Chen Fei cupped his hands.

Feng Xiupu was quite satisfied with Chen Fei's performance, nodded slightly, took Chen Fei to the study, handed a cheat book to Chen Fei, and said: "Take this cheat book back and read it first. Pay me back in a few days. By the way, come to my place tomorrow morning at Mao, and then meet with your other senior brothers."

   "Thank you, Master!" Chen Fei glanced at the cheat book, his face beamed with joy, and finally got the exercise.

  Although this cheat book is not the top inheritance of Yuanchen Sword Sect, Chen Fei is not a casual cultivator after all, and he doesn't need to search for exercises all over the street to practice.

   After a quarter of an hour, Chen Fei bid farewell and left.

  Feng Xiupu looked at Chen Fei's back and shook his head slightly.

  Because of the Chuyuan sword, Feng Xiupu couldn't help but measure Chen Fei's roots just now, but it turned out that he couldn't look directly at it. Feng Xiupu was a little surprised that Chen Fei could even reach the bone forging state.

  At this age, with this fundamental bone, even if the understanding is a little stronger, the road to martial arts in the future will not go very far after all.

  Chen Fei returned to the house arranged by the sect, closed the door impatiently, and looked at the secret book in his hand.

   Source power!

  (end of this chapter)