Chapter 38 The Immortal Sword of Immortality (2)
No matter how many years pass in my life from then on, I am afraid I will never forget those three days.
After worshiping that Taoist, he entered a world of swordsmanship, no, more accurately, it was the "hell" of swordsmanship!
“The way of heaven’s movement is to make up for the deficiencies when there are excess losses, so the imaginary overcomes the reality, and the deficiency overcomes the excess. Its meaning is broad, its reasoning is profound, its interest is deep, the signs of heaven and earth are divided, and the yin and yang are listed... ..."
Lu Cheng recited the sword formula in his mouth, and a faint golden sword energy spread out from his middle and index fingers, using it to attack He Guo, who was defending the sword light of the crazy luck envoy.
After undergoing the great method of seizing heaven and transforming spirits to strengthen the meridians, the power of Lu Cheng's self-created Jian Yuan Lu Vein Breaking Sword Qi surged.
If he wanted to, just relying on this Qi Condensation Sword, Lu Cheng could break the dim and mixed sword light that He Guo controlled head-on.
But of course he can't do that at this moment. He still has to control the pulse-breaking sword energy to turn from sharp to dull. He doesn't want to destroy the first-level low-grade flying sword. What will happen if he only relies on the subtle changes of the sword move itself? Completely defeated.
It was too easy for Lu Cheng to do this. He even controlled the mana in his body to be the same as He Guo, and then defeated He Guo with only three or five moves of swordsmanship, sword light, or a kick. , or slap He Guo hard on the face.
Pain and humiliation can make people more energetic and remember more deeply, but the process of enduring it will not be so comfortable.
Bang.
Defeating the sword light, he kicked him sideways, hitting He He's waist. He kicked the young man backwards and hit him hard on the ground. He could not breathe for a long time.
"Get up, that's all you have? Then your father's death was really in vain, and your mother, risking her life to buy you a broken sword, your father and mother are both incompetent. , you are the same, the whole family is useless."
"...Ah!"
He Guo got up with a red face, and slashed down with the sword light again.
"Yes, this sword is only slightly interesting. If you can't wield the sword with a peaceful heart, then wielding the sword with hatred and pain is not bad. It will not be as boring as white water."
Lu Cheng The body technique changes, and the person flickers like a phantom. Although the speed is not very fast, it is strange that he can cut into the sword light instantly and fire the sword at the most incredible place.
Every time he fought, he was defeated, but he gradually realized that the sword technique could make up for the deficiencies in the defense, and the sword could be used at the angle that the opponent would least expect.
Ten years of practicing Taoism is not as good as becoming a demon overnight.
Lu Cheng is leading He Guo Xuanmen's authentic sword-wielding path to the devil's path.
But the prerequisite for this one night's obsession is to devote ten years to cultivating Taoism. Without this latter foundation, there is no potential to be stimulated.
What the hell is the city that never sleeps?
Under the rule of the founder of the Southern Demon Cult, many children from wealthy families in the Evernight City have made legal pacts with Gu insects since they were young. They use their own spirituality as offerings, gain the magic power of Gu insects, and then have two or three levels of Qi training. After the magic, he no longer practices magic. He has been practicing sword since he was a child, and he wants to stand out in the sword competition held every ten years.
Many mortal children from wealthy families have taken the initiative to attract ghosts since they were young, and have gained considerable magical power and strange spells. They have been practicing swords since they were young, and they have also attended sword competitions.
In a place like this, you can practice the Taoist Zhengfa Sword Path step by step? He couldn't wait for Bo Fa at all. After taking these two steps, he was stabbed to death by random swords.
If the predecessor Lu Cheng had not been taken away by Lu Cheng, he would have been taught by a Jindan master for twenty years. With his sword skills alone, he would not have dared to claim to be the best in the sword competition in the city that never sleeps.
"Guimei Wuwu, let's change this move to Meteor from the Sky. I will use this sword as the killing move in your swordsmanship. When you use the move, you must get rid of distracting thoughts and forget everything. This The essentials of one-style sword moves are as follows: Meteors flying from the sky are unpredictable and irresistible. "
Guimei Wuwang was originally the most powerful sword technique he had inherited and the one he was most familiar with. Sword moves.
But Lu Cheng wanted to use the entire set of sword tactics as a layout and use this sword move as a killing move. Once you cast it, you will die or I will die!
“Don’t forget how your father died, and don’t forget that your parents risked their lives for you to get ahead.”
"Get up, how long are you going to lie down? Don't you want to prove yourself to those superior cultivators? Why, prove that you are worthless?"
It's like exchanging ideas, like polishing, if it's pure. The carving of the jade scripture naturally shines, but what if it is made of masonry?
There is only flying ashes and broken pieces, ending this remaining life. The long road to life is paved with piles of bones. There are as many people who practice the Tao as an ox's hair, and as few as a lin's horn who have attained the Tao.
If you are not a strong person, you should not embark on this road, otherwise you will stand like a slave in the Ten Thousand Soul Flags, and death will not be a relief.
Failed miserably again and again, in this hell of swordsmanship.
He was in pain, howling miserably, collapsing, crying, curling up and wanting to give up, but he stood up again and again, despite all the slights and pains he had endured in these short sixteen years of life. , contempt, and insult, all gradually transformed into a sword under tremendous pressure.
“Meteor from the sky!”
Even if my life is short, I will bloom for it. What have I done? What I want is:
“Get ahead!”
The sword is ruthless, and the sword is ruthless.
Facing that flash of surprise, it hit the center of my eyebrows.
Lu Cheng frowned slightly, the magic power in his body was speeding up, and he was still at the third level of Qi training, but the power of the pulse-breaking sword energy was constantly increasing, and he spread the sword energy with two fingers, sending the sword flying. The sword was clamped, and his Taoist robe was blown backwards by the sword wind.
“You have made a breakthrough.”
Lu Cheng spoke calmly. He Guo, who was still looking crazy at first, gradually came back to his senses in surprise, and then closed his eyes to feel the energy in his body. , and found that his magic power had indeed broken through to the fourth level of Qi training.
Don't look at it as just a small realm breakthrough. For immortal cultivators from civilian families, every small realm breakthrough may be an insurmountable chasm in their lifetime.
Three days go by in a blink of an eye.
On this day, when He Guo was trying his best to defend with his sword light, Lu Cheng suddenly withdrew the whirling pulse-breaking sword energy, leaving He Guo gasping for breath.
"Okay, three days have passed and we have exhausted our fate. You can go on your own."
"Huh...huh...murmur."
"Guo'er, thank you Master Lin for your teachings these past three days. If you achieve anything in the future, you will never forget the kindness of Master in teaching you arts and teachings."
He Guo held his sword upside down and knelt down to kowtow to Lu Cheng. salute.
Although these three days have been like falling into hell, the fault is that he is not a ignorant person. During these three days, he preached, taught, and solved doubts. What he gained was that many sword hall disciples served him wholeheartedly. What Master couldn't learn in ten or more years is that you can still clearly distinguish between giving advice and suppressing and insulting.
“Remember, what I teach you in these three days is just a quick method. Just practice it and don’t get addicted to it. In the future, to truly practice swordsmanship, you still need to work hard and diligently step by step.”
< br>“Thank you, Master Lin.”
Sitting in the room, Lu Cheng closed his eyes and let the young man leave on his own.
Teaching what is better than swordsmanship is an act of asking for direction. The Lin family will definitely pay attention to the sword discussion conference held every ten years in the Evernight City. No force will dislike having too many potential disciples under its sect.
As long as He Guo can attract attention, attention will naturally be drawn to him. At that time, he will not be looking for the Lin family, but the Lin family will be looking for him.
This is like setting up a chess game in advance and inviting people to join the game.
(End of this chapter)