Each of this sword technique is upright and determined, giving people a kind of heroism and tragic tyranny that is unyielding and fearless.

Among the nine styles, three styles are attacking, three styles are defense, and the other three styles are all fighting methods that die together and seek victory in defeat.

Attack, you will attack thoroughly, decisively, and without hesitation.

If you guard, you will guard tightly, comprehensively, and you will not miss it. If you guard it, you will guard it as firm as Mount Tai.

If you cannot defeat the enemy, then defend, guard the door and protect yourself. When the enemy reveals flaws or fails to continue, it is the time to counterattack.

If both offense and defense are useless, then you will fight to the death, either you will die together or find a way out in desperate situations.

In short, no matter what, you cannot weaken your momentum. Even if you lose, you must not lose to the formation.

This is the Heart Sword!

The sword of idealism, unparalleled domineering!

The sword spirit said with some meaning: "The reason why this sword technique is good is that it contains the essence, just like practicing martial arts. Since you have chosen this path, don't hesitate, don't look around, be wholeheartedly and vigorously. Even if there are difficulties and obstacles ahead of you, you must step on your feet if you try your best. Only in this way can you cultivate the great way and achieve the peak! Daoyuan, do you understand?"

Youdao is a word that breaks all obstacles. After hearing these words, Daoyuan's eyes became brighter and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

The next morning.

Daoyuan handed over the Lingyuan grass to the sword spirit to absorb it himself. He went straight to Xiao Bufan's bedroom and was about to knock on the door when Rou'er came out of it.

"Brother Daoyuan, are you visiting your mother? Come in quickly."

When he entered inside, Mrs. Xiao quickly gave up her seat and looked at him with a smile: "I have been much better, so you don't have to come to see me on purpose."

Daoyuan bowed and said, "Madam, you are polite. I am here today. I want to completely cure your illness."

Rou'er said happily: "Really! That's great!"

Mrs. Xiao said: "But, those medicinal materials seem to be not enough, why are you..."

"I happened to get something yesterday, which is very helpful to my wife's illness. If it goes well, it should be able to completely cure your illness and avoid recurrence."

Although Daoyuan said it easily, Mrs. Xiao knew in her heart that something that could cure her illness would definitely not be an ordinary thing, and it would definitely cost a considerable price to be obtained.

She solemnly said to Daoyuan: "Thank you!"

Daoyuan said humbly: "You are so polite!" and said to Rouer again: "You go outside the room and don't let anyone disturb you."

"Don't worry, no one can get in with me, and my father can't do it." Rou'er was in a good mood and walked out with brisk steps to cover the door.

Daoyuan asked Mrs. Xiao to sit cross-legged, close her eyes, look to the sky, relax her mind, keep her mind empty and clear. He sat behind her, secretly took out the sword of life and death, and signaled the sword spirit to begin.

The sword spirit, who had already prepared, stretched out his palms and pressed against Mrs. Xiao's back. With the silent use of magical skills, a trace of mysterious and mysterious vitality entered her body bit by bit.

Half an hour later, the sword spirit retracted his palm and sent a message to Daoyuan: "Okay, her original energy has been completely replenished. The rest needs to be slowly cultivated in the future. I am very tired and need to rest for a while."

This time, although the sword spirit is still very tired, it is much better than the last time. Obviously, all this is due to the Lingyuan grass. Although the Lingyuan grass is not as high as the Wanxiang Fruit among the rare magic medicines, it is just right for the sword spirit and it is another grass. So it is not surprising that it has such an effect.

Rou'er was waiting outside the door a little anxiously. Suddenly, she saw Daoyuan opening the door and asked, "Brother Daoyuan, how are you doing?"

"It's very smooth. Now that the lady is asleep, you don't have to worry. Next, you need to cultivate well. Her constitution is weak and she has been sick for so long, which has hurt her foundation. Fortunately, Dr. Xun has been diagnosed and treated, so this is not a big deal. In the future, you should carefully match your diet and maintain sufficient nutrition. Also, remember not to let her qi hurt her body. If it hurts her heart, the consequences will be even more serious!"

"I see."

At this time, Xiang'er came to clean the room and saw Daoyuan, and hurriedly bowed and greeted her.

Since she learned that her lady was saved by Daoyuan, Xiang'er has always been grateful to him. Now that the mistress's condition has improved, it is all due to Daoyuan's achievements, Xiang'er naturally becomes more respectful and grateful.

Rou'er said, "Xiang'er, where is the father? Why didn't you see anyone early in the morning?"

"The master went out just dawn. Just as he entered the door, the owner of the Haiyuan Temple came to visit again. Now they are discussing things in the living room."

Daoyuan said: "The city is now in trouble. The city lord will definitely be very busy. If there is nothing big, try not to disturb him."

Xiang'er sighed: "There was nothing in previous years, I don't know what happened this year! Alas... I really hope everyone is safe and nothing happens."

...

In the yard in front of the guest room, Daoyuan held the sword of life and death, demonstrating the moves of the Heart Sword over and over again.

His movements were very slow, but he was very serious and he was extremely focused. Although he had been practicing for a long time, his moves were not messy at all, and he was still the same as before.

The mistress was puzzled and asked Lei Luo: "Boss Lei, what kind of swordsman is this that Brother Daoyuan practiced? Why did he practice these simple movements? From the beginning to now, I'm afraid it's been at least a hundred times!"

Lei Luo said hesitantly: "I don't understand, but the boss is indeed practicing swords. I'm sure. But..." He looked around and said with some enlightenment: "Maybe, he is trying to figure out the essence of swordsmanship. If you haven't practiced martial arts, you will naturally not know. A set of martial arts is the essence of it. With the boss's understanding, the moves will naturally not be difficult for him. If you understand the essence of it thoroughly, the power will increase many times..."

He leaned into the ear of the little three and whispered: "Look at the surroundings, how different is it from before."

The mistress was stunned and quickly looked around.

As the Taoist Yuan moves, the flowers and plants around the wall sway slightly to his rhythm, sometimes straight and as loose as loose, sometimes bent down and low, with moderate tension and movement and stillness, giving people a very harmonious feeling.

"How could this happen!" The little girl widened her eyes: "This is too incredible!"

"Speak quietly, don't disturb him..."

After a long time, Daoyuan finally stopped moving and stood with his sword in his arms. He stood in the middle of the yard with his eyes closed, motionless, like a clay sculpture.

Seeing that Lei Luo and his mistress were like this, they didn't dare to make any noise.

"call……"

Half an hour passed, Daoyuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, opened his eyes, and a different light flashed in his clean and clear eyes.

"It seems that the harvest should be quite good." Lei Luo and his mistress came over.

"I realized something, but I haven't fully understood it yet."

Lei Luo suddenly sighed and said, "If someone else says this, it will be either bragging or showing off, but if you say it to the boss... I feel that my understanding is too bad!"

Daoyuan patted his shoulder: "Don't belittle yourself. In fact, you have a strong understanding, but our situation is different."

Indeed, just from the perspective of understanding, Lei Luo is indeed good. It can be seen that he felt the power of starlight in a very short time that day. It is just because he practiced martial arts too late and his foundation was not consolidated, so he made a little slow progress, and Daoyuan has a sword spirit and magical power. Otherwise, he might not have lost much to Daoyuan.

The sun seemed to set slowly reluctantly, and half of her red face appeared on the thick clouds.

A breeze suddenly blew in the evening, with a faint fragrance of flowers floating across the nose.

Daoyuan stood quietly in the garden, watching dozens of flowers fighting for beauty in the garden, and for a moment he was a little fascinated.

Under the setting sun, a burly figure walked over with his hands behind his back.

"Why, are you worried?" Xiao Bufan came closer, looked at him, and smiled, "From the back, you really don't look like a person who is only sixteen years old."

Daoyuan smiled bitterly: "It's a pity that it's hard for people to see the other side of themselves."

Xiao Bufan looked at the gradually disappearing sunset and his voice was a little emotional: "When I was as big as you, I had nothing else in my mind. I just thought about practicing martial arts, thinking about how to improve myself, and get a good ranking in the next martial arts academy competition..."

He sighed softly: "There is no sinister world, no deceitfulness, no intrigue, and no intrigue. Thinking about it, I really miss it at that time!"

"I didn't expect that the city lord was a nostalgic person."

"Although I don't want to admit it, it seems that the truth is true. Once a person starts to be nostalgic, it is really useless except to prove that you are old."

Daoyuan smiled slightly: "There are always exceptions in everything."

Xiao Bufan didn't say anything, and his eyes gradually became distant.

After a moment, Daoyuan opened his silence: "You are looking for me, you won't just say this."

"Of course." Xiao Bufan withdrew his gaze and looked at him and said, "It is entirely your credit for my wife's illness to be cured this time, plus Rou'er's affairs... I'm going to say that Xiao rarely owe favors in his life, but this time..."

Daoyuan said: "If this is the case, you don't have to do this! I have never thought about any reward, nor am I used to others like this. My purpose of going down the mountain is to find my own life experience and enter the world to practice and seek the Tao. Master said that those who practice should always have the heart to save the world, so from this perspective, this is actually part of my practice."

Xiao Bufan looked at him with complicated eyes for a long time before saying, "Although I have never seen your master, I am sure he is definitely a hidden senior expert! Since you said that... OK, then I will save some saliva."

"Also, three days later, it will be the day when the martial arts academies in the city select disciples. How about it? Are you interested in taking a look?"

Daoyuan was surprised: "Selected by the Martial Arts Academy? Why choose?"

"Good question!"

Xiao Bufan nodded, showed an admiring look, and said, "The disciples selected will represent me, Yunxiao City, to the first city known as the city of hundreds of cities to participate in the competition. If you win again, you can enter the first floor and comprehend the Chaos Divine Monument. It records the ultimate mystery of the way of heaven. If you are lucky enough to take a look, it will have unimaginable benefits for improving your strength! Since ancient times, the first floor has been the cultivation holy place for our human warriors."

"Then, lord, have you ever entered the first floor?"
Chapter completed!