Pei Qinhu was still leisurely, and Pei Yan was still working hard to complete the final homework. The originally tall pile of firewood now only had the bottom layer, and Li Ji's burned firewood had also been burned out.

Another tall pile was replaced, and the top layer had been burned to coke.

From a distance, he saw Song Zhe and Li Ji walking up one after another. Pei Qinhu shook his head and sighed softly.

Pei Yan turned her head and looked at Pei Qinhu. She really didn't understand. It was just two bottles of wine. When she came up, she even talked to Pei Qinhu, but Pei Qinhu didn't reply to her, but moved away with a smile.

He asked her to finish her homework. Of course she didn't know that Song Zhe and Li Ji had already come up.

Suddenly, Pei Qinhu jumped up, and with a flash of red light, he appeared in front of the two of them.

"Why is it you, Song Zhe, where is your uncle?"

Song Zhe didn't think so much at first, but when Pei Qinhu asked, he immediately understood that there was more to it than just drinking.

"Uncle Pei, I haven't found him. Is there anything wrong? I can help you convey it."

Glancing at Li Ji standing next to Song Zhe, Pei Qinhu thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, I'll go find him by myself tonight. You can go back."

Song Zhe nodded, bowed his head, and said, "Uncle Pei, please teach me slowly. I'll go back and practice by myself."

"Let's go."

But Song Zhe had just taken a few steps when Pei Qinhu stopped him again, "Song Zhe, have you hit a bottleneck recently? I see that you are full of spiritual power, but you are missing something. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask

Me, maybe I can help you."

Song Zhe turned around, with some doubts on his brows as he was thinking about what to say.

After thinking for a long time, Song Zhe pursed his lips, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said: "Uncle Pei, I don't know how to explain this matter. Uncle Pei also said that he can only rely on himself for this matter, and no one else can help him."

Pei Qinhu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Tell me about it, maybe my suggestions will be useful."

"Have you reached the second level of perfection and touched the threshold of the third level?"

"Well... you can say that, but no matter how hard I work, I still can't see hope."

"What did Senior Brother Zhao tell you?"

"He said that if I go down the mountain for a walk and see the outside world, I might be able to do something good if I come back during the big test in about ten years."

"What about you? What do you think? Should you go down the mountain or continue to practice hard?"

"I don't know, maybe going down the mountain is good, but I don't know what I can do going down the mountain."

Pei Qinhu smiled and shook his head

, said: "No, Song Zhe, do you still remember when you were a child? Do you still remember your ideals?"

After raising his head and thinking for a long time, Song Zhe could only shake his head in the end, sighed and said, "I can only think of being a hero like Master, and that's about it."

Pei Qinhu couldn't stop shaking his head and sighed in a low voice, "Oh, you, it's time to go down the mountain and have a look. You have been practicing for too long and you are stupid. Have you forgotten what your uncle said back then?

"

Song Zhe thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't remember it. He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"You, Zhao Li told each of you, never fight to win, your sword is for justice. Do you remember?"

Song Zhe shook his head and said he didn't remember.

In this valley, the breeze was gentle, and although the sun was shining high, the temperature was pleasant. Suddenly, everything became different. Pei Qinhu burst out with breathtaking power, pressing directly towards Song Zhe.

Li Ji, who was next to Song Zhe, felt the terrifying spiritual pressure. His hands couldn't stop shaking and he couldn't even make a fist. You can imagine how much pressure Song Zhe was under.

Song Zhe lowered his head, thinking about something. For a long time, he didn't say a word or make a move, he just lowered his head quietly.

The temperature is getting higher and higher, and small flames can be clearly seen in the trees not far away. They flicker and flicker, then go out. After turning around, they start to burn again, which is much bigger than last time.

Suddenly, Song Zhe laughed, twisted his neck, and said, "I understand, Uncle Pei, I'll go back and pack up and go down the mountain."

Pei Qinhu did not answer him, but said to Li Ji: "Li Ji, come with me."

"Oh, okay, uncle." Li Ji was obviously stunned for a moment before he replied.

Li Ji followed Pei Qinhu and slowly climbed up the iron rope, leaving Song Zhe alone. He turned around with a smile and went down the mountain.

When they passed the iron rope, they saw Pei Yan sitting on the ground tiredly, not caring about the white clothes she was wearing.

Pei Qinhu shook his head. He was too lazy to say anything, but called Li Ji to the river.

The sky is full of water mist, and under the sunlight, a rainbow is looming, and the strange color looks so fascinating.

"Li Ji, let me ask you, why do you learn swordsmanship?" Pei Qinhu asked Li Ji seriously.

Li Ji stood there and thought for a long time, but he was still young and confused at first, so he didn't know how to answer Pei Qinhu.

Seeing that Li Ji didn't speak but was deep in thought, Pei Qinhu laughed and said: "I forgot, you don't understand this. Forget it, I will teach you slowly in the future. This kind of thing, forget

No, you have to remember it well, otherwise you

Practicing the sword is all in vain."

"I understand, uncle."

"Today, I will teach you the Red Flame Sword Technique. In fact, this Red Flame Sword Technique is the most practiced in our sect. There is another one called 'No Self', but no one practices that sword technique."

"Why? Li Ji couldn't help but ask.

"Selfless Sword requires the swordsman to have no other in his mind and pursue the art of swordsmanship wholeheartedly. This is basically impossible, you know? People are called human beings because they have feelings, do you understand?"

"Um..." For the current Li Ji, this is obviously incomprehensible, but he can understand a small part of it.

"never mind."

"Red flames are divided into four levels: first introduction, transformation, flying dragon, and fire god. However, this thing is also very difficult. Most people can only practice to the second level, and a few can practice to the third level.

Level, very few, just one or two, can reach the fourth level. Also, there is the Fire God Technique, which is what Song Zhe passed on to you. How many Zhou Tian can you run?"

Li Ji didn't even think about it and replied: "Thirty-six weeks."

Pei Qinhu was obviously stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Li Ji to answer so quickly.

Li Ji scratched his head and said, "Senior brother also asked me last night."

Pei Qinhu laughed and said, "No wonder. Thirty-six, that's okay. Then I'll pass on the first realm to you."

"Chuyin, as the name suggests, you can only start practicing after you can convert the spiritual power in your body. How to do it? It's easier. Come on, do you see the water in the river?"

"Yeah." Li Ji nodded and responded.

Pei Qinhu casually threw an unbladed dagger to Li Ji. Li Ji reached out to catch it and looked at Pei Qinhu, not knowing what to do.

"Just like lighting firewood, you light this sword. Then, and most importantly, you throw this sword into the river to ensure that it is burning. When you do it, I will teach you the second level.

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"Do you want to ask, this doesn't seem to be very different from before, and it seems that it has no use after practicing it?"

Li Ji didn't say anything, and Quan took it as acquiescence.

"If the first level is so powerful, then how much effort do you think you have to work to reach the second level? In other words, how much effort do you have to put in to achieve it?"
Chapter completed!