Haibang's days settled down like this. He repeatedly stole the horse and ran with heavy weight every day, and with one or two sword techniques, time flew and it was fifteen again.

After Wang Pengyu's morning class, he tied up his sandbag and ran out of the house. Hu Xiulan sighed and shook her head and said, "This kid."

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "The key to practicing martial arts is to persevere. In the past ten days, the young master has practiced well, and his endurance and speed have increased a lot." After saying that, he continued to command some people to maintain the courtyard wall.

Wang Pengyu ran out of the house, ran around the village for a few laps, and then arrived at the beach, it was almost noon, and he was sweating profusely by the sea breeze, and he felt unspeakable.

Wang Pengyu casually found a bare stone and sat down, blowing the sea breeze. Looking at the empty beach, the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, and a deep blue line connected by the sea and sky, after a long time, he sighed and said, "The martial arts that Grandpa Wang taught me are ultimately just mortal fighting skills. Compared with Taoist techniques, it is not worth mentioning."

"The woman in white can appear instantly and disappear instantly. She stretched out her hand and stopped immediately. She couldn't get the skills of others even if she practiced this. She couldn't help but feel a little discouraged when she thought of this.

But I have no choice. These Taoist practices are hard to come by. Even if I encounter them, I may not like you to lead you to practice. Therefore, my chances of practicing Taoism are too slim. Maybe I will never have the chance to encounter such Taoist practices in this life.

Thinking of this, Wang Pengyu felt a little dejected. He sighed and stood up, turning around and leaving the coast, taking a look inadvertently, and said in surprise: "What is that?"

I saw that the sea and sky were the same color, suddenly fog surging, blocking half of the sky. Then the fog sank, and a high mountain appeared faintly, with the peaks steep and upright, and penetrated into the sky.

Not long after, the mountain gradually became clearer. Wang Pengyu was stunned and said to himself: "Is this the mirage that grandpa often talks about? The legendary wonder was encountered by himself by accident?

Just as strangely, the mountain peak in the sky suddenly moved, becoming bigger and bigger, clearer, until a tall building on the top of the peak appeared, with a plaque on the building, and the three big words on the plaque were clearly visible. Unfortunately, the font was not a mainland text. Wang Pengyu had never seen it before, and he didn't recognize any of them.

Wang Pengyu frowned, hurriedly found a branch, and drew three big words on the beach. It was a coincidence that after the drawing, a fog suddenly surged in the air, and the building retreated and revealed the square in front of the building.

Then an eleven or two-year-old woman in red with a big knife and a Taoist priest appeared in the square, and the figure of a eleven-two-year-old woman in red with a big knife, and a Taoist priest grew bigger and bigger until it was clearly visible.

The Taoist priest in the picture was explaining something. After a while, the woman in red took seven steps in the middle of the waist of the big sword, then stretched forward the big sword. A gust of sword wind blew away the fog in front of her.

The Taoist priest in the picture saw it, touched his beard with his hands, nodded with a smile, and the woman in red, withdrew her big knife, took seven steps again, and slashed forward, the same movement as before, but the movement was twice as fast as before.

It was twice as fast as this speed, which made the woman in red bulge out of clothes, her long hair flew, and she couldn't say anything elegant.

Wang Pengyu felt a move in his heart, and hurriedly followed the position where the woman was walking just now, and walked seven steps on the beach. After walking, he looked at the seven footprints left on the beach. The arrangement was a bit strange, a bit like the shape of the Big Dipper.

Wang Pengyu glanced at the figure that stopped in the air, closed his eyes, carefully recalled the position of the woman walking just now, opened her eyes, slapped her thighs and said, "Isn't it the position of the Big Dipper?"

After saying that, I took the branch and changed my position. I drew the position of the Big Dipper on the beach. I stood up at the waist with the branch and walked on the seven stars. I felt very awkward, and the movements were extremely inconsistent. The whole movement could not be completed in one go. Especially in the last four steps, the steps almost all shifted and I could not accurately step on the position of each star.

After the trial, Wang Pengyu felt a sudden thunder in his heart, and he had a premonition that as long as he could master the pace of these seven stars and accurately position the seven stars, he would definitely gain something.

Thinking of this, he looked at the air and saw the Taoist priest saying something to the little girl. While listening, the little girl started to move again with a big knife. After walking, she turned around and stabbed again.

This time the movement was slower than walking the seven-star steps. Wang Pengyu looked very carefully. He changed the place and walked the direction the woman was walking. Another figure appeared on the beach, which was also seven steps. However, the direction map line formed by the seven footprints this time was no longer the position of the Big Dipper.

I thought it was similar to the ">" number, so I looked up and looked at the woman who practiced again, then stopped moving, and looked at the Taoist priest as if asking something.

Wang Pengyu took the opportunity to look down at the direction of the picture line he imitated on the beach. Compared with the first Big Dipper, he suddenly showed his inspiration and then laughed: "I understand, this picture line is just a picture line that is formed by putting the Big Dipper, the first position of the star handle, directly down the star spoon, as the last step."

After saying that, he looked up at the air and found that the woman in red moved again. He held the sword and walked continuously, moving faster and faster until his figure finally turned into a blur. After slashing seven times in his hand, he stopped, looking dejected, and his expression was clearly visible.

Wang Pengyu took a breath after seeing it, and was able to practice until his figure was blurred and formed a series of phantoms. It did not mean that it was already incredible. Looking at the expression of the little girl in red, she was not satisfied. How fast should she be to be satisfied?

Sometimes dullness limits people's imagination, but the answer is soon found. The Taoist priest said something to the girl, took the big knife in the girl's hand, and his figure instantly faded. Then seven figures appeared, all of which were physical, and they cut straight forward, stabbed, twitched, or pounced. In an instant, seven different phantoms of blades appeared, rushed forward and rushed into the fog.

Wang Pengyu was stunned and thought that the speed was fast enough to a certain extent, and the attack was completed in an instant, just like transforming into the same figure and attacking at the same time.

Wang Pengyu suddenly felt dazed, remembering the nightmare he had when he was staying in the Shanli Inn that day. The several slashes that the warrior in armor cut out in his dream. The phantoms of the blades were moving forward together, instantly destroying so many people. Now it is comparable to the effect of the Taoist priest in the mirage.

It seems that what Grandpa Wang said is good. The martial arts in the world are only fast and not broken. It is fast enough to a certain extent and is extremely powerful. Thinking of this, I looked up at the air again, and saw a lot of pictures in the air pulling in. After doing it, only the girl looked down and thoughtful.

After a while, the girl looked up and faced Wang Pengyu with melon-shaped face, red wind eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, and a gust of wind blew the girl's hair bun. The woman who originally frowned suddenly smiled, but was full of charm, frozen in Wang Pengyu's mind. The mirage disappeared.

Wang Pengyu on the beach was in a state of decline. What could not be seen in his mind was a beautiful figure who looked back and smiled. His eyes were staring at the place where the mirage disappeared. It took a long time to come back to his senses. He looked at the traces left by himself on the ground and felt a little more thoughtful.

Then he said to himself: "The position of the Big Dipper is a total of seven changes. The steps taken according to the change are the body technique. The seven swords that are cut out should be sword techniques. Only by combining the two can we have such a great visual impact effect.

After Wang Pengyu said that, he picked up the branches and danced. Unfortunately, he could only use three moves after practicing, similar to the "cutting, picking, and wiping" handed over by Grandpa Wang. Because the time was short and the movements between the woman and the Taoist priest were too fast, he couldn't see the next few moves clearly. He couldn't remember them.
Chapter completed!