"Sword of Mercy?"

Hearing this name, Ye Hongchen's heart was at a loss, the sword was a murder weapon, the main killing, and he had never heard of mercy.

"Monk, don't you think I'm not a sword cultivator?"

Looking at Wuxin next to him, Ye Hongchen asked suspiciously.

Hearing this, Wuxin turned his head and laughed lightly.

"Huh. ”

"This Sword of Mercy is the only sword technique in the Eighteen Heavenly Battles, and although it has no rank, it is not below that small level. ”

Heartless monk's robe flicked, his feet off the ground, and he tore a branch from a nearby tree.

"Well, voila. ”

The words fell, and Wuxin began to wave the branch in his hand.

Under the sultry night, Ye Hongchen didn't know when he was already sitting on the ground, waving the branch in his hand to the unintentional in front of him, as if he had integrated into it, and involuntarily picked up the wind in his hand and compared it.

Ye Hongchen looked at Wuchen's every move very attentively, and gradually discovered that although this was a sword move, there was no fierce means, and there was no killing qi mixed in at all.

The brilliance of this Mercy Sword lies in the fact that although each sword move is not fatal, Ye Hongchen asked himself, if it is really against himself, although there is no danger to his life, but he is not sure that he can go through a few moves under this Mercy Sword.

"It's really a good swordsmanship!"

Looking at the heartlessness in front of him, Ye Hongchen couldn't help but admire in his heart.

Although there is no temple in the Western Zhou Dynasty, he still knows the eighteen Tiangang tips.

It is rumored that a hundred years ago, there was a monk who only held a demon pestle, and on the bronze platform in this Xizhou, he pressed the major sects to the top of his head, and then disappeared.

And this monk, what he cultivated is one of the Diamond Sutras of the Eighteen Heavenly Gang Decisions, because no one has ever seen this monk again, let alone seen the reason why the eighteen days of the Gang Decision, this eighteen Tian Gang Decisions, which should have been red in the eyes of people, also disappeared into this world like dust....

"How is it, my mercy sword, Brother Ye thinks it's okay?"

Hearing this, Ye Hongchen nodded hurriedly like a chicken pecking rice.

"Awesome, monk, this merciful sword, I have learned it!"

Ye Hongchen patted his chest and smiled, although others looked too ordinary, but this was not the case in Hongchen's eyes.

And Wuxin next to him also nodded, just to demonstrate, without bringing in the slightest mystery, Ye Hongchen will be able to see the mystery in the Mercy Sword, which will also save a lot of trouble for Wuxin's next process.

"Close your eyes, relax your mind, and I will teach you this sword of mercy. ”

Unintentionally looked at Ye Hongchen next to him and said.

If it were someone else, Ye Hongchen would definitely not be like this, but Wuxin is Ye Hongchen's first friend since then, and Ye Hongchen has no defense against Wuxin.

"Good. ”

Ye Hongchen agreed, then closed his eyes, and then, with an unintentional wave of his hand, a golden light disappeared into Ye Hongchen's forehead.

"Looking at the sky, you still have a few hours, let's live and cultivate, although there is not much hope, it is a good thing to be able to save a life. ”

Wuxin's voice became farther and farther away, and when Ye Hongchen absorbed the Compassion Sword in his mind, when he opened his eyes, he was the only one left in the garden.

"Presumably this monk went to sleep again, it's not early, so let's hurry up and cultivate. ”

Ye Hongchen sat cross-legged as he spoke, closed his eyes, and began to carefully comprehend the Compassion Sword Duel in his mind.

The sword of mercy is one of the eighteen heavenly decisions, the sword is divided into tens of thousands, the sword of killing, and the sword of the avenue, the sword of mercy enters the Tao with the Buddha, and the suffering is not killed......

But half an hour, when Ye Hongchen opened his eyes, he held the Feng Xiao Sword in his hand and ran a mysterious qi, accompanied by the movement of the Mercy Sword in his mind...

As one sword move after another was struck, the Feng Xiao Sword in Ye Hongchen's hand faintly emitted a weak golden light, and wherever the sword light crossed, there was a golden Buddha seal...

The Sword of Mercy, a total of thirteen moves, the moves are nameless, if you use one move at a time, you will find yourself like a child who doesn't know how to use a sword at all, only the moves are connected, in order to exert the maximum power of the Sword of Mercy.

"This mercy sword move is really as good as the name, always leaving a back way for the other party, but even if it is a back road, it is just like forcing the other party to abandon the sword. ”

While practicing swordsmanship, Ye Hongchen thought in his heart that he was also curious about who could create such a peculiar swordsmanship.

This mercy sword has no moves, it can be said that it leaves a way for the opponent to survive, and this way of life can only make the opponent forced to defend, and there is no room for attack......

After practicing the Mercy Sword a few times, Ye Hongchen sat on the ground.

"Although this Mercy Sword is extraordinary, the Xuan Qi consumed is also comparable to ordinary exercises. ”

Ye Hongchen sighed with emotion, although he had the "Innate Creation Determination" in his body, plus he was a Nine Heavens Divine Vein, and the Xuan Qi in his body was more than twice as much as that of ordinary people, but even so, Ye Hongchen was almost unbearable.

This is also a matter of no choice, after all, after waiting for a few hours, he will go to participate in the selection of the sect, and now Ye Hongchen can only operate Xuan Qi cultivation, only in this way can he make himself more proficient.

However, no matter how bad Ye Hongchen was, after practicing for so long, he also found that this was not all the Mercy Sword.

To be precise, this is just the first style of a set of swordsmanship.

Although he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, thinking that this Mercy Sword was the eighteen-day battle of Buddhism, Ye Hongchen was indifferent.

After all, only as a disciple of Buddhism can one be qualified to practice Buddhist exercises.

And not to mention these eighteen heavenly gangs, even ordinary Buddhist monks must not be qualified to come into contact with this kind of exercise.

Thinking of this, Ye Hongchen couldn't help but be even more curious about Wuxin's life experience.

Although Wuxin didn't say anything, at least the monk's origin was definitely not ordinary.

This is just curiosity, for others, Ye Hongchen doesn't care too much, in his heart, as long as Wuxin is his friend, these are enough.

"This Compassion Sword is really extraordinary, although it is only the first form, but the consumption of Xuan Qi is so large, if it is the second form, wouldn't it be ......"

Thinking of this, Ye Hongchen shook his head.

"These are not things I should be thinking about now, so let's practice this first style first. ”

Not to mention that Wuxin didn't give him the second half of the Mercy Sword, even if he gave it, there was not enough time, even if this time was enough, with Ye Hongchen's realm, cultivating this first form had already become like this, and there must be no way to cultivate the second half.

Besides, just the first form of this Mercy Sword is enough to deal with the selection of this sect.

Thinking of this, Ye Hongchen cheered up, stood up again, and waved the Feng Xiao Sword in this deserted courtyard.