After the meal was full, everyone dispersed. Before leaving, Wang Yue and the three disciples all admired Yun Ting's post. It can be seen that they were very satisfied with Yun Ting, which was obvious from the performance of eating just now.

"Junior Brother Yunting, brother, I'm still hungry, come and get some inventory." Fenghuoxiu came to Yunting and looked at Yunting with his shiny, resentful and melancholy eyes.

Yun Ting got goosebumps all over his body, and his heart was beating. It felt very strange to be watched by a man like this. In other words, Yun Ting would feel strange. He had already slapped him when he changed to someone else and refused to be with his gay friends.

Yun Ting became interested. In order to test Fenghuo Xiu Zhuhou's current thick-skinned face, he took a deep breath, widened his eyes, and silently looked at each other with the resentful eyes.

"The monster's face is indeed very thick!" Yun Ting was lingering in his heart. He was soon defeated and his whole body was furrowed. This kind of eyes was too lethal, especially for men, which was even more lethal than women.

"Take it!" He quickly took out the grilled fish from the package and handed it to Fenghuoxiu Zhuzhu. Avoiding the hungry eyes that were like a wolf and a tiger, Yun Ting fled in panic and did not dare to look at Fenghuoxiu Zhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhu, because he was afraid that he would not be able to help but vomit.

"Am I so scary?" Fenghuoxi Zhuhou looked at Yun Ting's back and said to himself in confusion. Fenghuoxi Zhuhouxi looked at the tempting grilled fish in front of him, and immediately threw this question behind his mind and started eating grilled fish.

Then, Yun Ting got up and left the room, stretched his muscles and bones very comfortably. When he came to his senses, Wang Yue had already appeared in front of him.

"Do you believe in the sword in your hand or your own heart?"

Yun Ting smiled slightly and replied, "I believe in the sword in my hand and my own heart. The only difference between them is that the sword can directly kill the enemy and make the enemy a corpse. However, the heart cannot kill the enemy immediately. It may make it a corpse, but it controls the sword. Heart and sword, sword and heart, no one can do without each other, just like a man and a woman. The sword heart is combined, this is the sword way."

Wang Yuewu smiled, but he still didn't agree. He just stood quietly and looked at Yun Ting with his pair of sharp eyes as sharp as a sword.

"You, Meng Shenji and Xiao Liu, are the most talented people I have ever met, and are also Yi Ren, and are more talented than my five disciples. I can trust Xiao Liu, and now you and I can trust you. From this point of view, Meng Shenji can also trust you. So I decided to teach you what I have learned, without having to be too polite. Everything is as good as I want. I just hope that your sword can kill those who should be killed, and don't taint the sword in my hand." Wang Yue said lightly, but he didn't plan to teach Yun Ting's sword technique now. After saying that, the person left.

Yun Ting didn't feel lost either. Wang Yue would naturally be able to teach when he was time. Why bother to force something? Just be as he pleases.

After picking up Chongwu, Yun Ting started chopping wood again. He squandered his strength again and again and again, and Yun Ting became more and more skillful. Now he can be called a professional woodcutter.

Three days later, Wang Yue appeared again and saw the wood that was so high that it was a hill, and Yun Ting, who was still chopping firewood. He nodded slightly and said, "You don't have to cut firewood in the future. You can watch me practice swords here, and you can see how much you can experience depends on your own."

"Xiao Liu, come here, Meng Shenji, too." Wang Yue greeted.

When the three of them arrived, Wang Yue pulled out the iron sword at his waist. With a clanging sound, the iron sword flashed with a cold light and trembled continuously. The iron sword had spirituality in Wang Yue's hands, and felt like he had lived, with his own soul and his own thoughts.

He picked up a piece of wood with the tip of the sword, and the wood flew into the air. Wang Yue's sword moved, and the tip of the sword was lightly pointed, and it was slashed like a flowing water. Each sword was very slow, so slow that Yun Ting and the other two could clearly capture Wang Yue's movement, but it was very fast, so fast that the wood chips were floating in the air, and the wooden strip had been carved into a prototype. The extremes of the two speeds, the contradiction was perfectly presented, which made people feel as if it were natural and surprised.

At this time, Yun Ting discovered that Meng Shen Ji was holding a statue in his hand, but for some reason, it had not been completed. Originally, with Meng Shen Ji's knife, he wanted to carve a wooden carving, but it only took one or two hours, but now it took five days and has not been completed. What does this mean? It shows that the person carving Meng Shen Ji is very important to him, so he can't carve it. I have never seen Meng Shen Ji carve a figure in his previous life. Yun Ting wanted to know, but wouldn't ask. He would naturally know when he should know, and when he shouldn't know, Meng Shen Ji wouldn't even say that he should die.

Just when Yun Ting came to his senses, Wang Yue's sword had already carved the wooden strip into his own shape. It took only ten breaths now, and it was conceivable how fast he was to draw the sword.

"Look at it, how much you can get depends on your qualifications!" Wang Yue's sword turned into a light net, intertwined with wood carvings. The wood carving turned into a ground of broken wood powder in an instant, and no one could see its original appearance. Wang Yue began to dance with sword dances, with thousands of sword dances, and the sound of breaking through the air and the sound of wind and thunder. Even if he stood in the distance, he would be swept by the sword wind, and his skin would feel the pain. The sword dance was very gentle, but it did not lose the murderous aura, which could make people feel the murderous aura on the battlefield, and the sword heart that supported the long sword.

"Use the mind to activate qi, use qi to move the body, and nourish qi. From the inside out, from the outside to the inside, this is the principle of balance and circulation of yin and yang, and the foundation of all things. Everyone needs to know the light and heavy, understand the size, understand the square and the circle, distinguish the cold and the heat, check the movement and stillness, the vertical and horizontal body, the light and darkness, and explore the reality..."

Wang Yue suddenly recited the song, which made Yun Ting and the other two stunned. There were many things that could not be understood or understood at all, but they did not dare to let go of a word.

"Ding, the system prompts: Player Yun Ting has learned the Wang Yuexin Art."

With auxiliary tools, Yun Ting naturally forced the record down without saying a word. However, just learning Wang Yue's Heart Rule made Yun Ting feel very unreal, and the system prompts were too sloppy and there was no way to know the rest, which made this sense of incompleteness more and more serious.

Skill: Wang Yuexin Jue.

The hard work of the imperial teacher Wang Yue helps players understand the mystery of Wang Yue's martial arts.

"It turned out to be an auxiliary exercise, and I thought it was a special skill. But then again, this feels like the martial arts novels are teaching the mind skills. This is the Three Kingdoms, and it is also a mythological Three Kingdoms... Everything is possible, everything is unknown, and that super computer is really good at doing it."

Yun Ting sighed half-knowingly, watching quietly, listening to Wang Yue chanting while practicing and repeating. Although the contents were the same every time, Wang Yue chanting became more and more profound and confused as he recited, which made Yun Ting feel a headache. Without saying a word, Yun Ting also practiced swords with Wang Yue. After the beacon fire was not willing to let the princes go, he picked up the wooden sword and started dancing. Only Meng Shenji stood by, staring quietly, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Five days later, ten days later, Yun Ting ignored the outside world and practiced swords with Wang Yue. At the same time, he added his understanding of the sword and gradually found a set of sword techniques.

"Dingdong, player Yun Ting created and understood the 13 swords (remembered)."

Skills: 13 Swords (remember), players have unique skills, active, no cooling, self-judgment for consumption, self-judgment for damage. Wang Yue learned the hundred sword techniques and established the Sword Emperor Sect. Players took the essence, combined with their own comprehension and innovation, and created sword techniques one by one. Thirteen swords were stabbed out at extremely fast speed. After the enemy did not die, the enemy would die, and he would move forward and be domineering and heavy attacks. Since the player's sword skills need to be sophisticated, the 13 Swords can grow the essence skills and can be taught to others.

"Dingdong, player Yunting will reward him with two hundred reputations for the first player to create his own swordsmanship."

Yun Ting came and expressed his emotions in his heart. Another world prompt sound appeared.

"Dingdong, the player Mengshenji will reward him with two hundred reputations for the first player to create his own sword technique."

Yun Ting turned around and saw Fenghuo Xiu Zhuhou looking at him with a wooden sword with a resentful look on his face. He knew what was going on. This guy must have had his own sword skills. However, Yun Ting was a little faster and snatched the first place, which attracted the resentful gaze in his eyes.

Yun Ting ignored it and started dancing with Wang Yue again, but he always felt cold behind him, and the wind was gusts. I don’t know if it was because of the cold weather or the resentful eyes.
Chapter completed!