"It sounds like a solid turtle shell." Chen Mo thought secretly in his heart. "I dare to ask Mr. Lu, has any monk in the sect practiced "Zhenji Jue"?" Chen Mo casually put the technique back on the bookcase.
"Of course this is true. As far as I know, the main skill of Shangguan Yan, who is ranked 27th on your Qianxun list, is Zhenji Jue. His total amount of spiritual power is greater than that of monks of the same level. A lot of money was made..."
"But one thing I want to remind you is that to practice Zhenji Jue you need to dissipate spiritual power out of the body, and the process of doing so is extremely painful, as cruel as a mortal falling into a hot oil pan. Those who are not strong-willed should not practice. ...Well, this technique requires twenty points of sect contribution.”
Chen Mo frowned after hearing this: "Such a powerful technique only requires twenty contribution points?"
"It is precisely because of the harsh conditions that few monks can practice. The pain is like a knife every day. The monks who can't bear it will give it away for free. How about you, little guy? I am very optimistic about you!"
The old man surnamed Lu lightly twirled his beard and nodded slightly, implying that he wanted Chen Mo to come and practice some too.
Although Chen Mo was a little tempted by this technique, it was far from the level that made him faint. Instead, he continued to ask cautiously: "Mr. Lu, you only mentioned Shangguanyan, a monk who has practiced to a small degree. What about the other people who choose this technique?" How many are unknown?"
Mr. Lu rolled his eyes, thought for a moment and said, "There are probably more than a hundred people, and almost all of them fell in love with the word perseverance."
"But you little guy is different. At least you have a stable temperament. Unlike other impetuous disciples, you just heard about the huge power of Zhenjijue Xiaocheng, and you don't care whether you can endure the pain of Thousand Swords Lingchi, so you redeemed it first Besides, there are not a few people who cried and begged me to change their exercises afterwards..."
The old man surnamed Lu laughed strangely, as if he was used to this situation.
"One percent... is indeed a bit too low."
Chen Mo's eyes flickered. He thought that he was no different from a normal monk. They couldn't bear the pain, and the chance of success for himself was too slim.
What's more, this skill is not his most ideal type. Shangguan Yan, who has achieved a small level of cultivation, must have some unknown adventures, otherwise how could he be able to withstand what ordinary people cannot?
So he shook his head and said, "Thank you, elder, for your support. Disciple, I'd better look for it again."
Chen Mo's reaction was also expected by the old man surnamed Lu. He was not too embarrassed about this topic. He continued: "Since you feel that Zhenji is definitely not suitable for you, how about the Ice Soul Sutra?"
He waved again, and the three jade slips clattered and fell into Chen Mo's arms: "Two thousand years ago, the Ice Ancestor who dominated the cultivation world of the seven countries majored in Kung Fu when he was in the Qi Refining Realm. You little guy Do you like it?"
"Ancestor Ice?"
Just hearing the name, Chen Mo felt that this technique was unusual, so he became interested. But when Yu Jian opened his consciousness to explore, a strange look appeared on his face. He wanted to say something but hesitated, and finally After hesitating for a moment, he said to him in confusion: "Mr. Lu, is there something wrong with the "Ice Soul Sutra" you gave me? Why is part of the magic formula missing every few paragraphs?"
"Hehe, you little guy, why do you always think about good things? If it is really a complete and high-grade technique, will it be your disciples' turn to choose it?"
The old man surnamed Lu patted Chen Mo on the shoulder: "This depends on one's luck. How do you like it? Do you want to take a gamble? Some monks rely on self-realization by connecting the sentences of the previous and previous spells. The spells they create are not weaker than this. I believe you can do most of the exercises on the bookcase!"
The bookcase in the Gongfa Pavilion was slapped by the old man surnamed Lu, which made Chen Mo completely helpless. Why is there such an unreliable person guarding this place? Either let him practice with great perseverance, or create a few broken classics to fool people!
Chen Mo's qualifications are not very good to begin with. If he really believed his lies and practiced indiscriminately, he would probably have no hope of building a foundation in this life.
He put down the jade slip in his hand, and said to the old man surnamed Lu with a respectful look: "Senior, please just treat your disciples as ordinary monks, and stop recommending such weird techniques!"
After hearing this, the old man surnamed Lu stared, and said angrily: "You little guy! How can you be so ungrateful? I love talents, but you say that I am making random recommendations?"
"Is it possible that you have so much spiritual power reserves that you don't want to use higher-level techniques, but instead practice inferior techniques like White Mist Technique and Qingmu Sword Technique that are extremely useless?"
"I didn't say I wanted to practice ordinary skills..."
Chen Mo gave a wry smile and bowed quickly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, it's all my fault that the disciple didn't explain it clearly. What the disciple is looking for is the kind of skill that can be used to achieve quick results in a fight. If not, then settle for the next best thing." , you can also practice a skill that is proficient in escape techniques."
The old man surnamed Lu glanced at him impatiently: "I told you earlier! Why should I waste my time talking to you about these nonsense? See this for yourself!"
A thread-bound classic was filled with dust and was slapped hard on Chen Mo's chest. The raised dust was inhaled into his nose, making Chen Mo choke and cough.
It seems that the old man surnamed Lu got angry and deliberately used some tricks to punish him.
Chen Mo felt that he was wronged. It was obviously him who took the initiative to introduce him. He still scolded him when he was dissatisfied. What kind of person was this?
He suppressed the anger in his heart, but his expression showed no abnormality, and he calmly flipped through the book of exercises given by Mr. Lu.
"Qianxuan Dunjian, a sword cultivation method inherited from the ancient world of cultivation, has fast and fierce characteristics, and thousands of armies can deal with it with ease. It requires strong spiritual consciousness and spiritual power to control the flying sword. It is not difficult to practice, but it requires many years. Only by continuous practice can you achieve something.”
Chen Mo continued to look, and there was a line below: "This technique has six levels, each corresponding to the number of flying swords that can be controlled."
The number of flying swords that can be controlled in the first three levels is 139. Once you are proficient, fighting at lower levels will not be a problem. Starting from the fourth level, the power of Qianxuan Escape Sword begins to increase exponentially.
The fourth level controls thirty-six flying swords, which can be used to perform sword escape techniques, and gain explosive speed to escape in a short period of time. The fifth level, with seventy-two flying swords thrown out at once, can set up a small Qianxuan Sword Array. , killing powerful enemies only in an instant!
As for what will happen after cultivating to the sixth level, it is not written in the classics. In fact, the classics have briefly mentioned the power of the sword array on the fifth level.
This is just a book of exercises for the Qi refining period. It only details the first four levels of tricks. If you want to learn the next two levels of tricks, you need to find a sect to redeem them. Looking at it this way, it is still a book. There are few sword cultivation techniques that can be practiced to the foundation building stage.
"How's it going, little guy? I didn't lie to you, did I? What you want is a quick victory, plus the ability to escape, and this skill is included. Should you choose this Qianxuan Escape Sword?" Elder Lu asked appropriately. road.
"Mr. Lu, how many disciples of this classic sect are practicing?"
"Ahem, there are very few people who practice this technique. The reason..." Chen Mo was curious and turned to the page to unlock the permissions. The exchange contribution on it was as high as 400!
"So expensive?!" Chen Mo was shocked. He really didn't expect it to be this price.
Excellent sect disciples either do not have huge spiritual power and spiritual consciousness to support them, or they cannot wait until the foundation building stage, and they cannot look down upon the power of the existing Qianxuan Escape Sword.
The disciples who longed for this classic had to give up due to the rigid conditions of the sect's contribution. This is purely a useless skill that cannot be achieved at a high level and cannot be achieved at a low level.
If it hadn't been for the rumored saying that the ancient sword cultivator left behind a skill that misled many senior officials of the Fuyun Sect, when setting the contribution, it wouldn't have been so high, leading to a long period of neglect.
The old man surnamed Lu also felt that Ding's sect contribution was a bit high. How could such a poor inner sect disciple save four hundred to contribute? He thought for a while and said: "Otherwise, let's stick to Zhenjijue, right? The contribution points for that exchange are much smaller. Every time you practice, take a few pain-reducing elixirs in advance. If you persist for a few years, you can always achieve something. of!"
Chen Mo took a deep breath, and he would not hesitate when it was time to take action: "Then choose this Qianxuan Escape Sword!" After that, he took out a large amount of contributions from the identity token and prepared to give it to the old man surnamed Lu.
"Oh? So generous, which disciple of Palm Peak?"
The old man surnamed Lu was also a little surprised. He couldn't help but become curious about Chen Mo's identity. He took over the Qian Xuan Dun Sword's magic formula. He touched the purple light on it, and the originally forbidden pages became smoother. He solemnly handed over To Chen Mo, the old man surnamed Lu said calmly: "The contents of the sect's exercises are top secret. They are not allowed to be taught to other disciples privately. Violators will have their cultivation level revoked at the least, and your life will be taken directly at the worst. You must remember it firmly. !”
Chen Mo said seriously: "Disciple will naturally keep it in mind."
After receiving his affirmative answer, the old man surnamed Lu ordered him to recite it on the spot. Since the contribution points of the cultivation techniques exceeded Chen Mo's expected range, he did not choose any more body-refining techniques.
It was almost evening when he came out of the Gongfa Pavilion. After Chen Mo figured out the direction, he walked quickly towards Fangshi.
In order to try out the newly learned Qianxuan Escape Sword, he still needs to purchase two more mid-level flying swords, so as to meet the second level quantity requirements.
After everything was ready, Chen Mo returned to his cave and wrote down the sword formula he had recited a few hours ago on the jade slip. He had to deduce it all the time in his mind, so it was better to directly observe it with his spiritual consciousness.
Chen Mo sat cross-legged and quietly in the room, with the jade slip floating on his forehead. He closed his eyes and carefully thought about the meaning of the magic formula.
Two more hours passed before Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were bright and he already had a preliminary understanding of this technique.
Chen Mo turned over and inserted three middle-grade flying swords a few feet in front of him. At the same time, he silently recited the magic formula of Qianxuan Dunjian. His hands changed the seals, pointing forward or high-fiving. It was extremely weird. .
"rise!"
Chen Mo shouted loudly, and the dark green flying sword in the middle came out in response, passing through the scabbard with a swishing sound, and a cold light flashed in the air, bringing up a silver snake-like sword energy, and hit it straight. On a smooth rock in front.
As Chen Mo shouted in his hand, the flying sword in the distance also followed his intention to chop or slash. At this moment, he looked inside his body. As expected, as Qianxuan Dunjian introduced, the dark green flying sword and There is some subtle connection between the spiritual power in him.
"One is not enough...get another one!"
Chen Mo gritted his teeth suddenly and raised his hand as another flying sword shot out of the air. Two rays of light intertwined in the cave. Chen Mo danced them like tigers and tigers according to the sword techniques.
I believe that Chen Mo is facing a monk of the same level at this moment. Even if he is struck by his sword moves, he will have to retreat temporarily!
Of course, when Chen Mo came up with the idea of activating the third flying sword, the feeling of powerlessness and exhaustion suddenly flooded into his mind. The use of the Qianxuan Escape Sword consumed not only his cultivation, but also his multi-tasking consciousness. .
His spiritual power was sufficient just now, but his consciousness was dry and needed to be restored again. Chen Mo had no choice but to give up the idea of continuing.
The successful use of it for the first time also made Chen Mo full of strong confidence in Qianxuan Dunjian. He mastered the first level naturally, and the next step will definitely not take much effort, just follow the gourd and draw the scoop.
In the future, if you become familiar with it for a long time, you will be able to hide several killing moves of the Afterimage Corroding Heart Sword in the Qianxuan Escape Sword, ensuring that your opponent will be caught off guard.
With this in mind, Chen Mo put away the flying sword and started practicing his own cultivation. This was the time of night when the Yin Qi was the strongest. How long would it take for him to practice?
In the next ten days, Chen Mo didn't even step out of the cave. He concentrated on studying the skills of Qianxuan Dunjian. After immersing his whole body and mind in it, he really realized some truth.
Time passed little by little.
At noon the next day, Cheng An arrived in front of Chen Mo's cave, and a crisp sound hit his invisible barrier.
Chen Mo was practicing his skills when he heard someone outside the cave asking to see him. He put the flying sword into his storage bag, opened the restraint and looked at it, and said in surprise: "What's wrong? Something happened in Baicao Garden?"
"No, the old man Qi Zhao dealt with everything in an orderly manner. He is indeed the former deacon of Yaoyuan!" Cheng An waved his hand: "Boss, I came today to remind you about the sect competition!"
"Oh? Isn't there a competition tomorrow?" Chen Mo said doubtfully.
"That's not what I'm talking about. According to rumors, Senior Brother Gu Yao is going to challenge Senior Brother Yelan Tianye who is number one on the Qianxun Ranking today! As soon as this word spread, the arena instantly became a gathering place for people to watch the excitement. There are more than seventy elites on the Qianxun Ranking, boss, are you sure you don’t want to go and take a look?”
"Why are they watching? They won't give you a spiritual stone when they fight." Chen Mo said without the slightest interest: "I advise you not to join in the fun and go back quickly to study the fighting skills to avoid being caught up by the outer disciples. It went above and beyond!”
"That's true!" Cheng An suddenly remembered that he still owed Chen Mo a lot of spiritual stones, so he dared to wander around. He quickly followed Chen Mo's words and stayed behind closed doors like him to make final preparations for the sect competition. .
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