Chapter 25 This is also a flying sword

Chapter 25 This is also a flying sword

gun? !

An Jing was stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable, but immediately looked around with caution: "Everyone with a gun died here. Is this ruin so dangerous?!"

"Besides, what kind of world is this? Sword Spirit... what should I call you? Sir or Your Majesty?"

"We are in a relationship of mutual help. There is no need to call me Sir." Sword Spirit said: "I don't know what kind of world this is, but my fragments are here."

"However, I know this ruins... it is somewhat familiar. It should have something to do with my time."

After looking at it for a while, Sword Spirit was not sure. He was very calm: "But I am broken and I have forgotten many things."

"Most of those corpses have inner breath like silk. The leading group probably had inner breath like a river or above when they were alive. The thing that killed them seems to be some kind of soul-stirring technique."

"This place is indeed dangerous. Break through the inner energy as soon as possible and go back."

An Jing nodded slightly. If so many gunmen in the Inner Breath Realm could die here, the danger of this ruin would probably be greater than that of Xuanming Village.

Moreover, the danger was on the one hand, and he had to return to the village as soon as possible and pretend to be asleep.

This was a tacit agreement between the owner of the medicine shop and him. He had to pretend as if nothing had happened, and he couldn't reveal any flaws.

He must get full marks for this test.

The owner of the medicine village would never have imagined that after Anjing returned, he would be in the realm of inner breath!
As for whether there will be any flaws in breaking through the inner energy... With Sword Spirit and Qing Jing Jian Guan, An Jing believes that most people will never be able to see his true strength, at least not the owner of the medicine village.

But... An Jing thought of the strength of the medicine manor owner himself.

The other party is in the realm of inner strength, already 'internally born with supernatural powers', and possesses many supernatural powers that ordinary people cannot possess.

Even though the opponent is extremely old and his essence and blood have dried up, he is still a formidable enemy.

unless……

An Jing lowered his head and looked at the guns in the hands of the corpses.

Since he died from the Soul Conjuration spell, it shouldn't be poisonous, right?
After asking the sword spirit and getting a definite reply, An Jing began to dig through the corpse without any hesitation.

There was nothing extra in the corpses of these people. They were basically bullets and firearms. The leading group of people had more equipment, including some destroyed communication terminals and pills, but they were all completely damaged.

The corpse has been in such a state since it has been dead for at least seven or eight years, and seven or eight years is enough to make many tough things fragile and decayable.

Not to mention the obviously decayed firearms and clothing, the strangely shaped small daggers hanging from the waists of the corpses were also completely decayed and covered with rust.

However, the gun in the leader's corpse was different from the gun in the other people's hands.

It is the size of an ordinary rifle and looks like two metal rails. In the center is a white crystal that is very similar to 'jade' - this strange gun is not decayed. Although it cannot be said to be as clean as new, it is still Just dusty.

"This is a magic weapon."

The sword spirit glanced at it and said with some surprise: "Magical weapon, magical weapon and spiritual treasure."

"Although the magic weapon is just a low-level tool that can only carry 'Taoist magic', it has a wonderful use. It should be a magic weapon used to release some kind of attack magic."

"This magical weapon requires at least inner energy to be used, and the spiritual core is almost exhausted and cannot be used... Well, there is another one on the left that can still be used."

An Jing looked at the unbroken magic weapon that the sword spirit pointed out, picked it up and looked at it, and found that the white jade in the center was still flowing with faint light: "That's just the right time to keep it."

After searching a circle of corpses, Anjing gained a lot - not only a magic weapon gun, but also two unbroken gunpowder weapons.

These two gunpowder weapons were kept in boxes. They should be someone's backup weapons. They have large calibers, very powerful firepower, and can still function normally. An Jing collected a lot of bullets that were probably not broken, and then tried to shoot tentatively - the power was unusually powerful, and after the thunderous gunshot, a depression nearly palm-deep was made in the rocky ground.

These guns had a huge charge, and the muzzles seemed to be blessed with Dao patterns, and their destructive power seemed to be much higher than what he remembered from his previous life.

"Flying sword?"

After seeing the power of the firearm, the sword spirit was surprised and said: "Is this actually a flying sword box? But this is the first time I have seen such a fragile disposable flying sword."

"This is not a flying sword, but a musket." An Jing originally wanted to explain, but the sword spirit was quite puzzled: "It is forged from hardware, has high power and is extremely fast. It can pierce and break the enemy's armor, and can easily hit Killing monks who are not as powerful as yourself - look, isn't this a flying sword? "

An Jing blinked, thought for a moment, and suddenly felt relieved: "Yes, this is the Flying Sword."

"This method of flying swords has developed quite maturely, and even ordinary people without inner breath spirit energy can use it."

Sword Spirit became very interested in this aspect: "It seems that the weapon cultivation skills in this world are very advanced."

An Jing didn't reply, and he didn't know what to say. In short, he collected a lot of bullets, took some with him, and then kept most of them in the same place: "You don't need too many, you can't hide them."

Two guns, one magical weapon gun. Among them, he is not strong enough to use the magical weapon gun for the time being.

Two pistols were enough, he only had two hands after all.

Moreover, for some reason, An Jing found that he was quite good at using guns - what did he do in his previous life? How come he is so connected to astronomy and geography, and now he can even use a gun?

Anjing, who suppressed this doubt and gained an unexpected reward, did not forget his original purpose of coming to this different world.

Break through the inner interest.

"To be honest, I don't know much about the martial arts path in Huaixu Realm. In my time, everyone followed the righteous path of Qi refining."

Regarding An Jing's inquiry, Sword Spirit got straight to the point: "But I think that in the same world, even after tens of thousands of years or several epochs, as long as there are still the same kind of people, the basics will not change too much."

"In the final analysis, it is all about grasping the innate Qi, and based on this, from strands to filling the whole body."

"The question now is, which method do you want to use to advance? Yang method? Yin method?"

"Yang method, Yin method?"

When An Jing heard it, he knew that this was another way of saying the method of 'moving and stilling'.

He couldn't help but ask: "I'm more familiar with the method of movement... Isn't it that we traveled to another world to avoid the eyes and ears of the Demon Sect and advance? Or is there something special about the method of tranquility?"

"The method of movement can break through in battle, but the method of silence is safer."

The sword spirit can also quickly understand the concept of movement and stillness, yin and yang. He thought for a while and then said: "But it is best to have both movement and stillness, and yin and yang are one."

Now An Jing became curious: "What is this statement?"

In fact, Jingzhifa Anjing also knows that there is a record in the An family's martial arts scripture: There is a strange gate in the South China Sea mooring country, named Baiju Gate.

The disciples of this sect are good at using dreams to enter the Tao. The disciples of this sect sleep all day long and move around the sky in their dreams.

If the martial arts were just like that, they would be nothing more than a collection of folk tales. The most important thing about the Martial Arts is the annotation, and according to the annotation, what Baijumen masters is a special method of visualization, which can extremely strengthen the spirit, and then capture the "inactive but stable innate energy", and then control the inner body. interest.

All roads lead to Shenjing, both moving and still are the right way. This is another way.

The so-called sleeping all day long is nothing more than meditation to maintain a state of 'quietness'. The disciples of Baiju Sect may not be good at martial arts, but their inner energy is extremely powerful.

(End of chapter)