"It's here!"

Xu Ning was overjoyed, and the urge to lift the Yuan rush, and the sword shook, which immediately broke the stone wall into a hole the size of a palm. His martial arts at this time were much higher than when Linghu Chong climbed the Siguo Cliff. It was not considered a swordsmanship, but his internal skills were not inferior to Yu Canghai, the leader of Qingcheng, who traveled alone for thousands of miles to Tian Boguang.

He tried to find the hollow behind the stone wall, and the long sword was used, and in a moment he had expanded the hole to several feet in a radius.

Xu Ning was a time traveler, and all kinds of common sense were not bad, so he waited for a while, and when the foul air in the cave dissipated, he made a torch and walked straight inside. He never looked at the corpse of the Hercules and Demon at the entrance of the cave.

"It's indeed my Huashan Sect's sword technique!"

Xu Ning held the torch and looked at the cave wall, so that he would naturally first look at the various sword techniques of the Huashan School. He would have to keep these sword techniques in mind, and then he would have a look at the methods to crack the sword techniques of the Huashan School.

He was originally a person with sharp mind and extraordinary wisdom, but he didn't think of the Huashan sword technique that Linghu Chong had learned all his life. He only thought that the master had taught him and never thought about anything else. Therefore, after only a while, he figured out several sword techniques to counteract these cracking methods.

"Sword moves are dead, but people live. These elders of the Demon Cult are so arrogant that they have some knowledge of their own arts and their methods are quite clever. But if these sword techniques are changed a little, how can they be cracked like this?"

When Xu Ning thought of several anti-crime methods, he couldn't help but gesture, and couldn't help but talk to himself, saying what he thought in his heart.

An old voice suddenly rang behind him, and he shouted faintly: "You kid are smart. You can think of the changes in using your sword technique to counter these cracking methods. Yue Buqun is a blessing to have a disciple like you!"

Xu Ning was stunned for a moment of joy. He suddenly turned around, but saw a fat old man standing behind him. He didn't know when he came in, but he didn't even notice it.

The fat old man stood there, his breath all over his body. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really didn't believe that someone would stand there.

Xu Ning has been planning this for a year or two. From the time he realized that he was reborn in the world of Smiling and Proud Wanderer, he planned to learn the Dugu Nine Swords. His voice trembled and he shouted: "Who are you? Why can you come to the forbidden area of ​​my Huashan Sect?"

The fat old man shouted lightly: "You don't know who I am. I see that you are also a disciple of the Huashan Sect, so I asked a few questions to test you. How do you think the method to crack down on it will be counter-resistance?"

The fat old man pointed at the stone wall and made a move. This move just restrained the changes in Yangwu Sword.

Xu Ning thought hard, and he had only thought of a few limited ways to crack the methods. At this time, he had to think about the method of restraining Yangwu Jian to repel changes through the method of restraining Yangwu Jian. In fact, it was very difficult.

Although his sword skills are good, his martial arts are outstanding among the younger disciples of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, but the ten elders of the Demon Sect are honest and powerful figures, and their martial arts are comparable to those of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. If he gives him plenty of time, Xu Ning would not be unable to think of a way to counterattack, but in a hurry, he would be a little embarrassed to think of all the ways to crack Yangwu Sword Swords.

"This must be the test of Grand Master Feng Qingyang to me. As long as I can pass the test, I will definitely be able to learn the Nine Swords of Dugu."

Since Xu Ning traveled through time, he has never forgotten Dugu Jiujian. At this time, he did not realize the big flaw in this fat old man. He immediately started to think about how to crack these tricks.

Yangwu Sword is a very difficult sword technique of the Huashan Sect. The cracking method of the Ten Elders of the Demon Sect is also very clever. Xu Ning thought hard for half an hour before he took the initiative to try it out to Yangwu Sword defeat the cracking method of the same way.

The fat old man glanced at it a few times and couldn't help but sneer: "You're a crack?" He said with his mouth and gestured in his hand. In a moment, he pointed out more than ten sword moves of Xu Ning's anti-counter attack method to crack the sword moves.

Xu Ning has been quite arrogant since he learned martial arts, but when the fat old man explained it casually, he immediately felt that a world was open in front of him. He couldn't help but be extremely excited, and he was even more convinced that the fat old man in front of him was Feng Qingyang, the Grand Master of Huashan Sect.

When the old man asked him to counterattack the second way to crack the method, Xu Ning's thoughts were wide open and he thought of three changes in sword moves. The old man casually pointed out seven or eight changes that he had never thought of. One old man and one young man were just flying in this cave, and he chatted for seven or eight hours.

The fat old man's swordsman's ability to achieve swordsmanship is far above Yue Buqun, which is indeed unfathomable. With his guidance, Xu Ning immediately understood the various changes of Yangwu Sword.

After the guidance of the fat old man, he looked at the various means of cracking Yangwu Sword on the cave wall, which was like observing patterns on his palm. Naturally, there were many flaws. Only by relying on the sword moves of Yangwu Sword itself, these methods of cracking can be reversed one by one.

Xu Ning's thoughts were much more complicated than Linghu Chong. He was already very convinced that the fat old man was Feng Qingyang. He suddenly fell to the ground and shouted: "Senior knows the swordsmanship of my Huashan Sect so much, so he must be the senior of my Huashan Sect. I dare not ask for the name of my senior, but I just want to ask my senior to teach the swordsmanship."

The fat old man said proudly: "Advanced swordsmanship? Are you worthy of learning? No matter how good the swordsmanship is, if you have no superior internal strength, it is just a mirror flower and water moon. Look at your internal strength, you have only practiced the third level of Hunyuan martial arts, and your cultivation of Hunyuan martial arts is even worse. Have you never learned Zixia magic skills?"

Xu Ning heard that the fat old man was unwilling to teach swordsmanship, and immediately felt very anxious and said to himself: "Isn't the protagonist, so he is not qualified to have an adventure?"

He kowtowed a few times and shouted: "I know I am not qualified enough, but I will work hard a hundred times, and I will ask my seniors to pass on sword skills!"

The fat old man pondered for a while, then slowly sighed: "Well, if you don't pass on these martial arts, you will have to take them to the coffin in a few years."

Xu Ning was so sad that he was not easy to interfere with. After waiting for a while, the fat old man said, "But you can't learn the best swordsmanship now. I will teach you an internal skill first. When you have some practice, you will teach you swordsmanship!"

Xu Ning felt something was wrong. Why didn’t Master Feng Qingyang pass on the Nine Swords of Dugu and teach his internal skills? But the fat old man recited a few words casually, and he was immediately attracted and could no longer think about the key points.

Xu Ning also studied art in the Huashan School for seven years, and also had Yan Chengfeng's martial arts experience and wisdom back then. He could determine the level of martial arts at the first glance.

The internal skills and mental methods taught by the old Pangpang are extremely profound, far above the Baoyuan Jin and Hunyuan Jin he learned. Although he had never seen the mental methods of the Zixia magic skills, he probably was far less than those taught by the old Pangpang. He didn't care about the fact that the uncle Feng Qingyang did not pass on the Dugu Nine Swords, and he carefully learned this internal skills and mental method.
Chapter completed!