Gusu South Murong

Shen Hezhi, this fingering seems to be only one move, common and simple, but the momentum is extremely fierce, full of domineering, and consumes a lot of internal energy, it really needs to be practiced, it is very complicated, and there are many places , very difficult, without a long period of comprehension and painstaking practice, it is impossible to practice.

However, Murong Fu is not someone who would be overwhelmed by the slightest difficulty. Faced with such a wonderful and miraculous fingering, Murong Fu is even more convinced of the shocking custom of family tradition. Have you mastered the art of inheritance?And I will never follow Murong Fu's old path.

In such a process, time passes day by day.However, apart from being a little familiar with the cultivation method of "Shen He Zhi", Murong Fu couldn't even get started, let alone perform it.

This fingering is indeed exquisite and profound. At least, the joint fingering now makes Murong Fu a little bit burnt out and miserable. Murong Fu has only been alone since he was a child. If there is anything he doesn't understand about martial arts, he can only Relying on myself, not thinking about Qiao Feng, the first master, Master Shaolin Xuanku, devoted himself to teaching for ten years, how many detours did he avoid?The second master, Wang Jiantong, gradually accepted Qiao Feng after discovering that he had both benevolence and righteousness, and taught him a lot. He even taught the beggar gang's unique skill of subduing the dragon with eighteen palms. Compared with Murong Fu, his father pretended to be dead and secretly learned Shaolin 72 Stunt skills, if you don't understand a problem, you can only ask Wang Yuyan, but Wang Yuyan can only study martial arts after all, but it can't make Murong Fu less detours. In comparison, Murong Fu only guards a few family-handed stunts What's the use?

Think about Xu Zhu, purely by luck, first he got Wu Yazi's internal strength of more than 70 years, then he was forced to teach martial arts by Tianshan Child Elder, and later he got Tianshan Child Elder and Li Qiushui's internal strength, none of it was self-cultivation The ones that come here are all ready-made. How can you make Murong Fu, a young master who has been cultivating painstakingly for decades, feel so embarrassed?

Comparing with Duan Yu again, first he used the Beiming Divine Art, Lingbo Weibu, and then easily absorbed the inner strength of countless masters. When the inner strength is reached, he can easily learn the Six Meridians Excalibur. With just one blow of the sword, Murong Fu, who has practiced martial arts for decades, looked vulnerable in front of him.

Murong Fu didn't have these opportunities, and he didn't have a famous teacher to teach him, so he could only choose to work hard and put in ten times the effort of others to pursue it. Murong Fu's mental distortion in the later stage was not unwilling to this providence?anger?After decades of hard work, likewise, Qiao Feng had two masters to teach him, while he could only learn by himself with a few family heirlooms. With the same noble status, Duan Yu was the eldest son of Dali, who had a good root, and he He is a down-and-out family member of Dayan, and his own hard work for decades is not as good as the adventures of Duan Yu and Xu Zhu. Under such circumstances, how can Murong Fu not be distorted?

Turning his thoughts back, Murong Fu looked at the secret book of Shenhe finger in his hand, no wonder the ancestor of Murong Longcheng once proudly said to himself that in the past, with this fingering technique, he ran rampant in the world and had few opponents.

In the past half a month, Murong Fu has read this secret book on joint fingering for countless times. However, the secret book is still that secret book, and the portrait of fingering exercises is still the same portrait of fingering exercises. There is no change in his current behavior. It's just a habit formed in the past half a month.

Every time he had nothing to do after practicing swordsmanship, he would hold the secret book of Shen Hezhi and stare at the portrait of fingering exercises in a daze.

However, for half a month, nothing came of it.Even Murong Fu couldn't help getting a little restless. Fortunately, every time such a situation happened, he forced himself to suppress it, but this is not a long-term solution after all. If it continues like this, when he really wants to This fingering practice is successful, I don't know when I have to wait.

However, this time, it seems to be a little different. All along, after finishing the practice of Shenhe Xinfa, Murong Fu stared blankly at the secret book of Shenhezhi. Falling out, although Murong Fu found it, he couldn't move because of his movements, so he distractedly opened his eyes and looked at the Shenhe Xinfa on the ground.

When he was sitting at this angle, looking at it, the fingering seemed to move. Although he didn't use much ink and a few strokes, it was indeed vivid and vivid, and he would never tire of seeing it.

In such an instant, Murong Fu was blessed to his heart, the slight movement of that finger was directly imprinted into the depths of his mind, although there seemed to be no more movement after that, at this time Murong Fu had completed his work, but in his mind was A finger also appeared, moving slowly according to the action route drawn on the Shenhe finger, and then drove the changes in the following movements, and then, what the fingerings of the movements are one finger was finalized in Murong Fu's mind!

Murong Fu suddenly opened his eyes, two purple glows flashed away, he stood up, raised his right hand, retracted, then suddenly flexed his fingers, the fingers popped out.

"puff!"

A purple finger force, like wind and thunder, like fire and electricity, carrying a fierce, terrifying, publicity, and domineering momentum, slammed on the stone wall fiercely, leaving a piercing fingerprint.

"Is this... is it the power of Shenhe Finger?"

I just had a little idea, by accident, Fu Ling's heart came to me by accident, and I got what I realized, once I cast it, the power was so great that Murong Fu couldn't help but lose color.

"This is only the initial stage. If the fingering is practiced to the highest stage, it will be colorless and formless. Its power will be earth-shattering. It can really cross the world. How can such fingering be inferior to the Six Meridians Excalibur?"

Just thinking about it, Murong Fu couldn't help feeling a little excited, but unfortunately, he also knew, how difficult is such a wonderful and miraculous martial art?I have only reached the first stage of practice, and a purple shadow will emerge with a single finger. You must know that his father Murong Bo has practiced to the stage of colorless and formless phantom, which shows how strong his inner strength is.

Murong Fu shook his head, instead of thinking about these things, he might as well think about how to train this joint finger well, when the time comes, the power will be several times greater than it is now.

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Time flies, in the blink of an eye, at this time, three years have passed in a hurry.

The sky is gray, light rain is falling, occasionally a gust of wind blows, and the rain is floating in the air, containing a wonderful arc. It is the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River. Sometimes it is a pleasure to calm down and appreciate the beautiful scenery in the rain.

Sitting cross-legged on a huge boulder in the open space, the young man in purple clothes closed his eyes and meditated. He didn't seem to feel the rain falling. He let the rain fall on him. As the rain increased, the surrounding flowers, plants and trees seemed to be nourished, and he was full of spring. However, some depressions become puddles due to the falling of rainwater. These puddles are big or small, deep or shallow. Raindrops fall into the puddles, making circles of ripples of different sizes. The youth in purple is still Practice internal exercises with eyes closed.

Whisper!

Ripples are born, expand, disappear...

Such a cycle!

At this time, the young man in purple suddenly floated up into the air, and inhaled the elegant and noble long sword lying horizontally on the ground with one palm, and practiced his sword skills one by one.

Every time the sword is swung, it will inevitably stir up a circle of transparent water ripples.

The rain was still falling, the young man was completely immersed in the swordsmanship, his figure was moving and moving in mid-air, the sword light lingered around his body, swaying wantonly, visible to the naked eye, the speed of the rain seemed to slow down, as if in slow motion.

However, the young man's movements were as smooth as ever, without any influence.

The sound of the young man practicing his sword caused the rain to fly up, mustered his internal strength, and swept out the sword. The large amount of rain seemed to stop, and then the young man swung the long sword in his hand, piercing obliquely into the ground, and the young man stopped practicing. sword.

The rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River comes and goes quickly. It was still raining heavily just now, but at this moment, the fire sun hangs in the sky, and the golden brilliance is blocked by the mist. At a glance, the colorful colors are pervasive, bright and strange, Murong Standing with his hands behind his back, the noble Sword of Protecting the Nation on the side is thrust into the ground obliquely.

No matter how strong the wind was blowing, Murong Fu's body remained motionless except for the rustling of his clothes. After a long time, Murong Fu came back to his senses. He drew out the Excalibur of Protecting the Nation, which was piercing the ground obliquely, and put it back into its sheath. Excalibur, left this land of sword practice.