Chapter 33 The Secret of the Shadowless Flying Knife
Ying Wuhen and Taoist Wild Dog returned to the main hall of the Wild Dog Gang.
Ying Wuhen seemed to be in a good mood and kept teasing the little white dog.
Taoist Wild Dog had also recovered his mood at this time. He played the role of deputy gang leader with all his heart and asked: "Gang leader, who should we go to next?"
"No need, I have already ordered the old man to gather all the people from other sects." Ying Wuhen said with a smile, "You can have a good rest."
"Yes." Taoist Wild Dog lowered his head.
But he did not leave, and the desolate look of Tie Zhanxiong appeared in front of his eyes.
He knew he shouldn't ask, but he couldn't help but be curious.
So he bit the bullet and asked: "Gang leader, where did your Shadowless Flying Sword learn from? It's so powerful that even the Master of the Iron Sect is not your enemy."
Ying Wuhen turned his head and looked at him, his slightly narrowed eyes flashed with a golden light: "You want to know the secret of my trick?"
Taoist Wild Dog suddenly trembled and said quickly: "Don't dare. I just said it casually. My mind is broken. Gang leader, just pretend you didn't hear it."
After saying that, he slapped himself hard several times.
When Ying Wuhen saw this scene, he chuckled: "There's no need for this. If you really want to know, I can tell you."
"Really?" Taoist Wild Dog was surprised.
"Really. It's just that I only tell dogs my secrets." The smile on Ying Wuhen's face was quite evil. She touched the little white dog beside her and said, "As long as you are willing to be a dog like him, I will Tell you."
Taoist Wild Dog subconsciously looked at the little white dog and trembled all over.
Although he gave himself a self-deprecating name like Taoist Wild Dog, it did not mean that he really wanted to be a dog.
"For an ugly person like me, even if I become a dog, I will still be a scoundrel and not worthy of the gang leader, so let's forget it." Taoist Taoist Wild Dog said with a forced smile.
"Heh. Then step back. I want to rest."
"yes."
Taoist Wild Dog turned around and left, while Ying Wuhen took the little white dog back to his bedroom.
Ying Wuhen was about to go to bed to rest, but found that the little white dog was not curled up as usual, but was staring at her blankly.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
A trace of anxiety flashed in the little white dog's eyes, and he turned around, wanting to say something but not daring to say it.
Ying Wuhen blinked and suddenly understood.
"Ah! I understand. Speaking of which, I haven't told you the secret of the flying knife." She said, "You want to know this, right?"
The little white dog nodded immediately.
"Ha. Okay. Come on, come on, sit next to me."
The little white dog walked over.
Ying Wuhen touched his head and said, "Okay, I'll tell you now. The secret of my flying knife."
"Since I learned this secret skill of flying knives and became famous through it, countless people have wanted to know the secret of my flying knives. Some of them guessed that it was a spell. Some people guessed that it was some kind of magic weapon. And some of them guessed that it was a magic weapon. People speculate that this is actually an adaptation of mortal martial arts. "So they tried to consume my magic power, tried to interfere with the use of magic weapons, and even asked mortal warriors to consult. Unfortunately, they all failed. Do you know why?"
"Because they are all wrong." Ying Wuhen said with a smile: "My Shadowless Flying Knife is neither a spell, nor a magic weapon, nor a martial arts, but a combination of magic and magic weapon!"
The little white dog's eyes suddenly widened.
"The real name of my Shadowless Flying Knife is the Soul-Destroying Pregnancy Knife Technique. It is not an offensive spell, but a simplified version of a certain weapon forging technique. Its function is to collect materials and then continuously use mana to breed them. Finally, a one-time magical flying knife was created that was somewhere between tangible and intangible.”
"Because it is between the tangible and the intangible, it cannot be blocked by any flesh and blood spells, and can easily penetrate the enemy's heart."
"This flying knife cannot be seen, there is no wind noise, and there is no mana fluctuation. It can only be discovered after breaking through the golden elixir and gaining divine consciousness."
"You can't dodge or block anything below the golden elixir level. It's invincible. That's why I'm able to gain such a big reputation and be sure to die when I take action!"
The little white dog's pupils vibrated.
He finally understood why he lost at that time? There is such a strange magic in this world.
"However, this spell is not flawless. The key lies in the mana." Ying Wuhen continued: "Pure mana can touch the flying knives, but most of the time it has no effect. But if you encounter If my mana has completely opposite properties, it will be different. They will cancel each other out, eventually causing the flying knife to fail."
The little white dog's eyes lit up, and a certain thought immediately came to his mind.
However, Ying Wuhen just smiled sarcastically: "Since I know this flaw, I will naturally find a way to make up for it. Back then, I traveled all over the country, trying to find a technique that was least easy to be restrained. Emperor Tian paid off his hard work, and finally I found this This "Blood Vine Kung Fu" is quite ridiculous. It is obviously a wood-moving technique, but it introduces the evil spirit of blood and wants to go on the path of killing. The founder is unable to coordinate the contradiction between the two, resulting in the kung fu. The method is very ineffective and has many side effects, so it is disliked by most people.”
"But to me, this is the best technique. Is there anything rarer than the wood elemental magic with blood-evil energy?"
Ying Wuhen said with a smile: "In this case, anyone who wants to restrain me must meet two conditions. First, he must be a man, and secondly, his magic power must be the Jin Xing Kung Fu with a vitality, but the Jin Xing Kung Fu master kills, how can it come from Even if someone is so bored and creates a technique similar to "Blood Vine Technique", who would be stupid enough to practice it? "
A trace of despair flashed in the little white dog's eyes.
Ying Wuhen was right. No one knows how to practice this stupid technique, and therefore no one can restrain Ying Wuhen's Shadowless Flying Knife.
"Okay, the story is over, go to sleep." Ying Wuhen patted the little white dog on the head.
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Two days later, Qixuanmen.
In the bedroom, Chu Lu opened his eyes, looking a little confused.
He had been practicing hard for the past two days, but he had made no progress at all.
Of course, Chu Lu also knows that cultivation is a hard work, and it takes time to break through the realm.
There are many people who have been stuck in a bottleneck for decades and have been unable to make any progress.
But for some reason, he just felt something was wrong.
It didn't feel like a bottleneck, but more like some kind of... stuck in the throat?
Chu Lu was about to open the chat group and ask the group of teases to see if a blind cat could encounter a dead mouse.
But he just had time to call Luo Qingdie, when suddenly there was a quarrel outside.
"I want to see your leader!"
"Why can't you see me? I have something important to do. Can you bear the delay?"
Chu Lu frowned slightly, got off the bed, and pushed the door open.
(End of chapter)