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"Haha, Master Hu, you are being too modest." Shi Feng was overjoyed, "This place is not just a general, it is simply a blessed land and cave. It seems that the previous cave is no longer needed. Let's open a new one here."

Just do it, Shi Feng raised his sword and flew out of the cave.

He walked around the rock wall above his head, observing the thickness and color of the rock.

It can be seen that the cave is still getting bigger under the erosion of the cold flames. Perhaps thousands of years later, this cold flame spirit land will appear in front of the world.

"Dang!" Qiao Yue's sword flew out from Shi Feng's sleeve and pierced the rock wall. With the support of Shi Feng's magic power, the weight of more than 800 kilograms was completely submerged into the rock, reaching as deep as the hilt of the sword.

Shi Feng clicked his finger, Qiao Yue's sword turned, and the stones fell one after another, falling to the bottom of the cave. However, there was no sound of collision on the ground. One can imagine how deep the cave bottom is.

Shi Feng ignored it and activated his sword. After a while, he dug out a simple cave.

Because it was directly above the cold flame, the white cold flame air quickly filled the entire cave along the entrance of the cave.

Shi Feng took out the black turtle bone and placed the spirit gathering stone next to it. As soon as the main magic circle was opened, the cold flames were continuously sucked into the black turtle bone.

Shi Feng was very satisfied and continued to transform the cave. With the experience of digging underground caves in Dongyi Mountain, Shi Feng did it methodically and skillfully.

More than ten days later, Shi Feng had dug a ventilation tunnel to the ground, put in place restrictions, and arranged camouflage to prevent the breath from leaking out.

After everything was settled, Shi Feng did not sit down to practice immediately. Instead, he got out of the cave and headed to Binglan Valley with his sword.

All the way to the giant stone forest, Shi Feng took out the jade talisman and sent a message to Taoist Liujie.

Soon, Taoist Liujie came out, "Hey, fellow Taoist Shi, didn't you leave?"

"No. This junior said that if Mrs. Xue doesn't let Qin Bing go, I won't leave for a day."

"Haha, you are so stubborn. Master will not let Miss Qin leave."

"Can I meet Mrs. Xue?"

"No. After I received your message, I reported it to Master, and she said four words."

"What four words?"

"Tell him to get lost!"

In desperation, Shi Feng could only return to the cave angrily.

After more than ten days, substantial spiritual energy had formed in the bones of the black turtle. Shi Feng sat cross-legged and tried to use the Nine Li Spirit Reunion Technique. A trace of cold flames penetrated his meridians and sank into his Dantian.

What makes Shi Feng even more delighted is that, as Master Sijiu said, after practicing the Five-Colored Eyebrow Technique, the speed of absorbing the corresponding fire aura will increase by one to two percent.

Shi Feng has mastered the Xuan Mei Xin Jue, and when he absorbs the power of the cold flames, it is indeed faster than before to carry a stick of incense.

Don't underestimate this little time. The cultivation of Jindan monks is calculated in years. Almost 20%, then your fifty years of cultivation is worth someone else's sixty years.

...Half a month later, Shi Feng emerged from the cave and headed to the giant stone forest again.

"Senior, can Mrs. Xue change her mind?"

"No. Fellow Daoist Shi, you should go back to Tai Chi Sect, right?"

"No, this junior will not leave."

...another half month.

"Senior, Mrs. Xue..."

"Oh, fellow Taoist Shi, why don't you give up? If you don't leave, Master will be angry."

...Fifteen days later, Shi Feng came to the Giant Stone Forest again, but when he activated the jade talisman, he did not see Taoist Liujie appear, only heard his voice.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, master forbids me to see you, please don't come here again. She also said that it is no longer the day when Binglan Valley is open to the public. If you dare to break in again, she, she will beat you."

After that, Shi Feng came again, and no matter how many times he sent letters, there was no reply from Liujie. Of course, Mrs. Xue didn't stop him from entering Binglan Valley, nor did she really punch Shi Feng.

Shi Feng came here on time every other month. He stood in front of the huge stone forest, facing the empty valley, and loudly begged the sect leader to show his noble hand and let his junior sister go.

After speaking, he stood respectfully for an hour, until there was no response, and then turned and left.

In the cave, apart from practicing basic mental skills, Shi Feng spent the rest of his time practicing swordsmanship.

The days passed day by day, and half a year passed. Shi Feng had practiced more than thirty sword techniques.

Long Er was awakened by the whistling sword wind. He rubbed his eyes and yawned, "You brat, is there something wrong with your head? You have a lot of profound secrets in your body. You just put them there and don't practice them, but you focus on practicing them. Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu!”

Shi Feng put away his sword, "Master Long, don't underestimate these elementary sword techniques. Although they are not very powerful, they still have their own reasons."

"What sense does these bullshit swordsmanship have?"

"Of course there is. Every sword technique has its own 'Tao'. If a sword technique is useless, then it will be lost in the long river of history and will not be passed down.

What I want to understand now is this Tao, rather than just looking at the power of swordsmanship. "

Long Er touched his big belly, "Nonsense! What's the secret of Zhongping's swordsmanship? Just take a horse stance and do a dozen moves back and forth."

"Why not! Although the Zhongping Sword Technique is a standing stance, its footwork, three in front and four in back, is repeated without any confusion.

When drawing the sword, the body cannot move, and the force can only be exerted by the wrist. The so-called "keep it, keep it level, upright and solemn", this is its way.

Although this sword technique is extremely simple, it is upright and can be used for enlightenment, which is not unreasonable. "

Long Er was not convinced and continued, "Then what kind of swordsmanship have you been practicing these days? You're stumbling around, shouting, hacking and slashing like a madman."

Shi Feng smiled slightly, "Are you talking about the Chaotic Cloak Sword Technique? You see it looks like a drunkard going crazy, but how can you hurt people by slashing randomly?

The most important thing about this sword technique is the five words 'the form is chaotic but the spirit is not chaotic', this is its way."

Long Er shook his head repeatedly, "What's the use of you understanding these low-level sword techniques?"

"The eighth level of the Taichu Sword Intention is to control the complex with simplicity. I just want to comprehend the ways of different sword techniques separately.

Sword techniques are simple and complex, but the sword principles are the same. When I can use the simple Zhongping sword technique to perform a complex sword technique, then the eighth level of sword intent will be completely comprehended."

Speaking of this, Shi Feng paced around in the room and turned to talking to himself.

Long Er was very bored, so he lay down, coiled his huge body, and continued to sleep soundly.

Shi Feng, holding the Eagle Feather Sword, continued to mutter to himself, "...These three moves are indeed a bit redundant. It is better to switch from the first move of straight stabbing to the fifth move of horizontal slashing. No, no, I am obsessed with reducing the number of moves, which is not the true meaning of simplifying the complex..."

When Shi Feng was practicing, the white fox was not idle either, and was always busy.

The guy lying next to him, motionless, was Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei struggled to resist the thunder in the Golem Mountain, and his whole body was burnt black and dying. Long Er thought he was dead. Who knew that after more than ten days, Xiao Hei's heartbeat was weak, but it never stopped.

Shi Feng remembered that the last time Xiao Hei swallowed the thunder stone in the Thunder God Palace, he also fell asleep for decades, but he did not die, but quickly transformed successfully.

If Xiao Hei can hold on this time, he may also make some progress.

Shi Feng is quite confident, because in the past few years, Xiao Hei's breathing has become more and more stable, and the burned feathers on his body have grown back, black and shiny.

In the soul-gathering coffin under the white fox's buttocks, there was a person sleeping soundly, that is, the stone demon.

The stone demon is the spirit of the earth. Fei Hongzi, the master of Lingxiao Sword, finally got one. He originally planned to use it to refine his own clone. Because of Mo Laoguai's repeated requests, he temporarily borrowed it.

Who would have thought that just as Mo Laoguai got the stone demon, Taiji Sect attacked the mountain and the stone demon fell into Shi Feng's hands.

The white fox knew that Fei Hongzi's sleeping consciousness was in the stone demon's head. Once it was discovered by it, it would be a big deal!

Therefore, the white fox hid the stone demon in the soul-gathering coffin, sealed it with layers of prohibitions, and then used the ancient divine mind technique to clear Fei Hongzi's consciousness bit by bit.

Fei Hongzi is a great cultivator in the late Yuanying period, and his consciousness is very powerful. However, the white fox suffers from the lack of a physical body. Once the consciousness is consumed, it cannot be restored by sleep, and can only be supplemented by the soul-gathering coffin, so the progress is very slow.

Time passed day by day, one year, two years, ten years, twenty years...

In addition to practicing, Shi Feng went to the giant stone forest every other month.

He didn't know that at this moment, the entire Qinzhong Continent had been shaken by a piece of news, even including the Brahma Continent thousands of miles away.