Chapter 145: Swordsmanship in the World

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"That's weird." Yun Zhong slapped his forehead so loudly that he simply stopped sitting cross-legged in meditation and leaned back, his brows as wrinkled as rice paper.

The young swordsman had memorized the strange set of skills taught to him by the young swordsman in a dream that was not yet a dream, and he did not miss any mistakes. Although it was extremely difficult to perform, it was still a preliminary memory. What troubles the young man the most is that there is no way to use this skill at the moment. You must know how difficult it was when he first regained his strength. It was a life-long loss of a boy's body weight, and even under that situation, Yun Zhong did not feel as frustrated as he did now.

According to the technique, the inner energy of the whole body needs to be gathered in one place, and the vast inner energy can be merged into a mighty sword, which penetrates directly into the limbs and bones, breaking open all the meridians, acupuncture points, and apertures of the whole body, leaving the original details in a mess. The meridians were forcibly rerouted and converged in one place. The young man said that this move might cause extremely painful sequelae, but the benefits contained in it would make even a god descend to earth raise an eyebrow: the idea of ​​changing one's fate against the will of heaven has always been seen in Jianghu fairy tales, and indeed It is really rare in today's world to be able to turn corruption into magic.

The young man also said that he was a mud-legged boy who came out of a remote and remote country, and because of his clumsy talent, he had to take risks every step of the way. I was barely able to take a good look at the grand scenery of the rivers and lakes.

But the young man tried hard and was full of energy, but he still couldn't touch the threshold. Even in his own opinion, let alone touching the threshold, he, Yun Zhong, couldn't even find the seal of the car shaft in front of the door.

"That's right. I guess the seniors don't know that the inner energy in my body is extremely weak, so I feel that this technique is the most suitable for me." The young man thought about it carefully for a long time, and finally he came up with some reasons, so he felt depressed. , somehow he relaxed a lot, and then he picked up the Qiuhu Divine Intent and looked at it, his brows relaxed.

Having a sword in hand does not necessarily mean that I have all the world, but it can relieve temporary worries and is the best thing.

This sword is very light to hold, and the body of the sword is slightly rubbed with the palm of the hand. It does not have the cold feeling of an ordinary long sword. Instead, it is like the water in the small river at the north entrance of the town in autumn, with a slight warmth; it is located on the sword body. The tiny gold spots in the sword flutter and sway with the lake blue background of the sword when you look closely. It looks like you are enjoying yourself, which is especially beautiful. Yun Zhong was a boy who came from a remote country. He had never seen such a beautiful sword. Thinking that this sword would be his companion in the future, he smiled stupidly for no reason and held Qiuhu in his hands. I rolled a few times on the bed, my eyes smiling and my eyebrows relaxed.

"What will the master say when I get this good sword and a skill?" The young man hesitated for a moment and put the matter aside for the time being. After all, he had not become a master. Besides, the method was taught in a dream. Even if the young man was unwilling, he could still do it. It was a chance blessing that was picked up without any reason, and the master would not blame it out of thin air. As for the person the old city lord mentioned as the inheritor, if you have time during the New Year and the holidays in the future, you can come here more often. If you can meet him in person, you can thank him for the gift of the sword and the teaching of the law.

Thinking like this, his eyelids have sunk a lot. Just looking for the secret to the operation of the technique has been laborious and laborious. Moreover, he has been able to withstand the sword energy for two days and his body has been damaged. He really can't endure any more hardships. Therefore, the young man placed Qiuhu beside his pillow and fell asleep contentedly.

Before falling asleep, the young man was still muttering something intermittently.

It's such a good sword, even Master's Qingshuang is not as eye-catching as this Qiuhu sword.

But he didn't know that the autumn lake beside his pillow turned into a stream of light in an instant and disappeared into the young man's forehead.

The surrounding furnishings were as usual, the sunlight diffused through the bead curtain window lattice, and everything was silent.

At noon, a heavy rain fell from the sky for no reason. The sound was so powerful that it almost alarmed the horses behind the city and caused a lot of neighing. The bully among the horses was even more frightened by the pouring rain. He quickly found a secluded house and stuffed his huge head into the window, causing a burst of laughter and curses.

This family didn't dislike this bastard, and even the daughter of the family, who was not even old enough, even brought two cakes from the house and stuffed them into the horse's mouth. Unexpectedly, it almost choked the stupid horse. Get over it.

And for the first time, this horse, which is usually extremely violent, buckled.

It rained continuously, but there was not a single cloud visible on the horizon. The sky was clear and blue as usual. It wasn't until the rain started for more than half an hour that a few black clouds barely lifted up from the sky, and there was the sound of thunder rolling.

Tang Bufeng happened to be lying by the window on the ninth floor of the library, looking at the rain falling rapidly from the sky, and said thoughtfully, "It is rare to have rain on sunny days."

Behind him, Ruan Qiubai smiled brightly, closed the book in front of him, and did not forget to insert a pear-shaped pendant into the pages of the book, and then replied, "How can it be considered a rare thing? Mocheng has had heavy rains in recent years, every August and September , there is such a spectacle of rain falling on sunny days, people in the city have long been accustomed to it, what’s so strange about it?”

"There is an old man in my neighborhood who calls this scene a clear sky leak. He says that whenever there is such a celestial phenomenon, the sky everywhere will be extremely dark, which is an ominous sign. Maybe in ten days or half a month, there will always be natural or man-made disasters coming here. ." Perhaps because he was out of spirits in the library, Tang Bufeng took off his long knife, tapped his back lazily twice, and then spoke.

"Is it possible that Mr. Tang thinks so deeply?" Ruan Qiubai smiled softly.

"Why do you believe this?" Tang Bufeng shook his head, "I just feel that there should be clouds and rain, and it feels like it is raining on a sunny day. I feel something is wrong."

After a long while, Ruan Qiubai slowly spoke.

"Do you want to see that sword?"

Tang Bufeng's expression moved slightly.

When there was a knock on the door, the young man reluctantly sat up and looked out the window, only to see rain pouring down and the sky above the windows of the street houses turned white. When it rained this time, the eaves of many buildings were soaked in shisha, and the long street was polished. The rain curtain mixed the vivid color of the jade in the basin into the body, making it even more green.

In the haze, the young man rubbed the pillow for a long time, but there was nothing there. He was so shocked that he quickly opened his sleepy eyes and looked towards the pillow.

Still empty.

Everyone strives to be calm during practice, and if they are afraid, they will feel frightened and angry, and the breath in their whole body will loosen. If it is a critical moment when the situation is about to be broken, all the previous efforts will be wasted with just a thought. If the internal energy fluctuates greatly, even the life may be lost by 30%. Therefore, when people in the realm of cultivation are about to break through the realm, they usually want to find a secluded place where there is nothing, sit cross-legged and meditate, and wait until the realm is stable before leaving the realm.

As soon as the young man's inner energy moved, he noticed that there was a long blue sword sitting firmly in the Dantian at the Tianshu point in his lower abdomen. All the inner energy contained in the Dantian was pressed under the hilt of the unsheathed long sword, and he could not move at all. Half a point.

Like Honghun Mountains, covering thousands of streams and rivers.

(When I woke up, it was past 12:30... the update was discontinued!!!)