Chapter 233: The Fusion Blood Magic Sword is 100% used with bare hands?
“My son is not afraid!”
Ji Jiuwei’s face was full of distress, she hugged her son tightly and patted his back, but her eyes swept over everyone coldly: “Everyone is so big. Zhanzhan, he is still a child, why bother to use a knife or a gun to lose the peace of the Taiping Palace? "
Ah Yi! If you get into trouble, I'm blocking you! Xin Zhuo sighed shamelessly.
People from all over the world suddenly realized, but...he is still a child? A child who is halfway to the level of a great master...
Regarding the "Good Fortune Pavilion", there was still an old man with a sad look on his face, and said angrily: "Junior sister Ji, we are not just arguing with the younger generation, but this Good Fortune Pavilion is of great importance. It is the ancient magical martial arts that opened up for me in the Taiping Palace." A great blessing, just waiting for the prosperous times to come, I can help you
Which is more important, Junior Sister Ji! Think about it yourself!"
Ji Jiuwei frowned slightly, and seemed to think the matter was difficult, but still protected Xin Zhuo: "My son is a bit naughty, I will discipline him, I will discuss this with Gong tomorrow. The master said!”
Everyone looked at each other and couldn’t say anything for a while.
“Let Jiang Yuqing tell himself, why did he break into the Creation Pavilion without permission?”
An old voice in the distance came like a bell, and it was unclear whether it was angry, plain, or majestic.
Everyone saluted at the same time, and then couldn't help but look at Xin Zhuo in Ji Jiuwei's arms.
Ji Jiuwei couldn't protect him any longer, so he had to pat Xin Zhuo on the head and lower his voice: "You brat, the palace master is asking, come back, it's okay, to be honest, my mother is protecting you!"
Xin Zhuo's nose was filled with the refreshing fragrance of Manju flowers on my mother's body. He turned back to look at the place where the voice came from, and felt that he was being stared at by a hot gaze. , with a slight cough, the appearance of the naughty child seeking my help disappeared, and he cupped his fists and saluted:
"To be honest, uncles, senior uncles, senior brothers, and senior sisters, I just entered the Taiping Palace today and took a nap in the afternoon. Suddenly, I felt something calling me from the dark, and a voice saying, 'Jingtai Miaoti, cleanse creation'..."
He couldn't run away, so he had to make up an excuse to pass by. Xin Zhuo looked very serious. He still understood the principle of deceiving others first. He said, "I have never experienced this feeling before. I am extremely curious in my heart. At night, I couldn't bear it any longer, so I followed the inspiration in my dream and tried to test the water in each palace. Finally I got here, and an accident happened!"
This stylish answer is so full of style and dreamy. !
Even though the people present were all masters at the top of the martial arts pyramid, they had heard and heard about it. If you think about it carefully, it seems to be the same as the plot of those literati's fantasy books.
The crowd looked at each other blankly, not understanding, and not knowing how to question it. It seemed very reasonable, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why a boy who entered the Taiping Palace on his first day did this?
Shui Qingliu, Hongye and Yuan Chengfeng frowned slightly, is this really the case?
Even my mother fell into deep thought.
There was a burst of laughter in the distance, and the voice of the "Palace Master" asked: "Oh? So, you have a destiny destiny with the Creation Pavilion, maybe you already know the ancient supernatural powers?"
Countless eyes around him suddenly became hot and surprised.
Xin Zhuo glanced at my mother and thought that it would not work if she did not explain one or two things. He quietly looked into the moon-watching well:
Inexplicably, there was an extra sacrifice for the spirit:
[Sacrifice to the spirits: The ancient magical scrolls storage room contains eighteen volumes of broken martial arts magical powers.
The dark charm has been washed away, and the owner of the well can share it! 】
After how long, there was finally a new martial arts technique, and it was obtained in this way. Xin Zhuo couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
The key is "magical power"!
The difference between "supernatural power" and "martial arts" is that the latter requires the warrior's personal understanding, development of meridians, and enlightenment to achieve such things as Hinayana, Mahayana, mastery, subtlety, transformation, and enlightenment.
"Supernatural power" is similar to the "Tongxuan" in martial arts, but it has non-attack abilities that are not found in martial arts. To give an inappropriate example, Sun Wukong's Ruyi Golden Cudgel belongs to the skill of attack and somersault. But it’s just magical power.
Supernatural power but not absolutely incapable of attacking.
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but feel excited. Being broken or something was nothing at all. It could be integrated!
Seeing that everyone was still waiting at this time, I remembered too many martial arts techniques, so I threw out two true ones and a few false ones.
So he looked solemn: "There are four exercises in total. I will tell you them all without hesitation!"
Ji Jiuwei's eyes brightened slightly, and he wanted to stop him, but when he saw that the people around him were already full of energy and sat down cross-legged, he had no choice but to give up!
"This book, called "Sunflower Book", is about refining elixirs and taking medicine, connecting the inside and outside, the way to practice qi, guided by thoughts, too vague and too empty, the world is divided into pure and turbid, and people are born, and people's vitality... ...If you want to practice magical skills, no matter whether you are a man or a woman, you must first commit suicide!”
The group of people who listened carefully were suddenly surprised.
Xin Zhuo has already begun to tell the second part:
"It is called "Lingbo Weibu". Lingbo Weibu is actually a wonderful art of controlling air and flying..."< br>
"It's called "The Wonderful Residence of the Gods", it's a fragment..."
"It's called "The Blood-Drinking Sword", it's the sword technique of Leng Wuwei, a master of the nineteenth realm before 1,900 years ago..." That's it. In the end, the first two parts were compiled based on the countless mental law books in his mind. He adapted them in a reasonable way based on the various techniques in his mind. If they don't see any problems, it's their own business if they fail to practice or dare not practice.
After that, his face was dripping with cold sweat, and he lay in my mother's arms again: "Mom, I'm tired, take me back!"
Ji Jiuwei was also immersed in the conversation. While understanding the technique, he felt sorry for his son when he heard this, grabbed him, and rushed straight to the "Douyun Palace".
When he arrived in the yard, Xin Zhuo found a random excuse, rushed into the room, closed the door tightly, took a few deep breaths, sat down cross-legged, and carefully tasted the eighteen incomplete magical powers.
In detail, although these eighteen incomplete magical powers are all offensive martial arts and the like, they are also divided into two types, one is a magical power that confuses the mind, and the other is a cruel offensive magical power.
Grab!
【Yuehua 80/100】
【Blood Drinking Mad Sword Magic Fragment】
[The Fragment of Hooking the Gods and Miaozhu]
[The Fragment of the Heaven Seizing Sword Technique]
[The Fragment of the Bloodthirsty Magic Kung Fu]
[The Fragment of the Fantastic Magic Kung Fu]
……
[Zhongmiaolixin Fragments]
Ponder for a moment.
Fusion!
【Yuehua 20/100】
The surface of the well is shining like never before, weapons are flying, figures are swaying, and martial arts are colliding!
[Blood Transforming Divine Sword Skill Remaining]
(Cannot be fused again, can be perfected with strong blood energy and murderous intent, can enter the third grade natal essence treasure magical power)
[Soul-inducing plant connected with white blade]
(Cannot be re-fused)
Absorb!
The phantoms in his mind were shaking like a roller coaster, and the meridians all over his body were sore and numb. It took him a full stick of incense to calm down, and he was already covered in cold sweat.
Is the Blood Transforming Sword useless?
Inspiring souls and fighting with swords? 100% being caught with bare hands? Is there really such a kind of martial arts in the world? Isn't this contrary to Kuro's talent?
This thing...
He endured the discomfort and even had a strong desire to find someone to give it a try.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, and then Shui Qingliu walked in, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Junior brother, I know you haven't slept. Without comment, tell senior sister, the Sunflower Book..."
Before she could finish speaking, Xin Zhuo couldn't help it anymore. He picked up a bamboo stick that he didn't know what to do next to him. He locked his breath on the clear flow of water, concentrated on it, and cut it down with all his strength according to the method of connecting a soul-inducing tree to a white blade: "Water Qingliu, take the sword!"
Shui Qingliu, who was full of thoughts, looked stagnant, as if he was being pulled by something, and suddenly stepped forward, kneeling on one knee and raising his hands, holding the bamboo tightly. strip.
Then he immediately reacted and stepped back, looking like he had seen a ghost: "Master, junior brother, what do you mean by this?"
(End of this chapter)