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Zili, Zilong and the "New Six Stars" were allowed to live in the palace. Everyone has an independent yard, some flowers and plants, pool rockeries, very exquisite and chic.

In this way, life is stable again, although sometimes I still worry about my parents and relatives who have fled, but under the fierce criticism of Zili and Zilong, everyone began to practice martial arts harder and improve their strength.

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Yincheng is a big city, and in the country of Shao, even the Shaocheng of Yingxian, the lord of the country of Shao, cannot be compared. It has a population of as many as 500,000, mainly remnants of the Shang Dynasty.

After the Dahao Dynasty replaced the Great Shang, Yinghao retained the sacrifices of the Yin Shang people in line with the principle of "destroying the country without ending the rituals", and let King Wu Geng, the son of the King of Zhou, establish Yin City on the old capital and be responsible for managing the remnants of the Yin Shang.

At the same time, in order to prevent the rebellion, Ying Hao asked his elder brother Yingxian, younger brother Yingdu, and Yinghuo to establish Fang State in the north, south, and east to supervise Wu Geng.

In the capital of the three Fang Kingdoms, the Dahao Dynasty had two official academies, because the two academies were conducive to competition and more conducive to the growth of young warriors.

On the one hand, because Yincheng is larger and more populous, and on the other hand, for political reasons, the remnants of Yin Shang are allowed to run their own one.

These academies have several common criteria, the age of entry is at least six years old, and when the age reaches thirty, you can no longer be a cadet. There are eight classes, one for every three years old, regardless of the number of students, except in special circumstances.

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In the first month of coming, King Wu Geng has successively helped everyone forge their life experiences and get their identity certificates.

With proof of identity, they can choose to live in the academy, and the vast majority of them go to register. However, it was already the depths of winter, and the snow was falling, so I had to wait until the beginning of spring to start school.

Zishang was not interested in this, but was dragged by Murong Zhixi to register.

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As the days passed, the weather became colder and colder, and the goose feather snow drifted for several days in a row, and the ground was already covered with thick snow.

Thousands of miles of ice are frozen, thousands of miles of snowflakes are drifting, and the country of Shao is silent.

Zishang carried the [Zhanchen Sword] and sat alone on the wall of Yincheng, quietly watching the wind and snow all over the city, and stayed like this for two hours.

In the past few days, Zishang has become more and more fascinated by the "Fragment of the Dark Sword", and his daily sword practice has risen from the original three or four hours to the current six hours, and his swordsmanship is close to Xiaocheng's popularity at this time.

When practicing the sword, the sub-chamber felt that the blood in his body was slightly colder, but it flowed faster, and he was intoxicated with it while practicing, and he couldn't extricate himself.

Although every time I finish practicing the sword, I will be exhausted and my physical strength will be exhausted, but there is no sweat on my body. On top of that, I feel dizzy and don't want to do anything but sleep.

Today, Zishang did not practice swordsmanship for the first time, and came to the city wall early in the morning for a walk, walked for a while, felt relaxed and refreshed, so he sat down and quietly enjoyed the snow.

One reward is two hours, at this time, Zishang's heart is ethereal, the whole person is in a very quiet state, whether it is breathing or blinking, it is secretly in line with the frequency of heaven and earth, as if blending into heaven and earth.

The [Zhanchen Sword] in his hand was frozen cold, and the biting cold made the palm of Zishang's left hand of the sword red.

However, Zishang felt nothing......

It was still snowing, and it seemed that the snow was going to bury the land of China.

Zishang's eyebrows and hair "turned gray", and his gray robe was covered with snow. He still maintained his original posture, his eyes closed, half-lying down, his right elbow on the ground, supporting his upper body, keeping his legs at an angle of one hundred and thirty-five degrees, his left leg bent, his left hand on his left knee, and holding the emerald green [Zhanchen Sword] in his hand.

Two hours later, just when Zishang was about to become a snowman, he slowly stood up, changed his right hand to hold the sword, and slowly danced the sword, and the sword technique he danced was the sword move of "Fragment of the Dark Sword".

The wind and snow drift, the people dance the sword, the weather is cold, the blood is cold......

At this time, Zishang seemed to have come to a netherworld space, surrounded by pitch black, and the space was filled with a netherworld cold that was cold to the bones and penetrated deep into the soul.

In addition to the cold, there is also a deathly silence......

I don't know how long it took, but he was in a trance, as if he heard a majestic, cold, emotionless voice.

"At the beginning of the night, the shadow follows, the soul of the dead, the death is especially confused, the resentment rushes the bell, the curse breaks the sky, and the fear is faint......"

“…… If the heart is unforbidden, the tomb is obscure, the blade is tricky, Zhao Rui is not falling, and the dry collapse is scattered...... The Netherworld is resentful, and the ...... is sharpened."

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The next day, Zishang woke up in a daze, tired and with a terrible headache, surrounded by two maids who were taking care of him meticulously. Seeing that Zishang woke up, he hurriedly ran out and called someone.

After a short while, King Wu Geng, Murong Fan, Zili, Zilong and Murong Zhixi ran in.

King Wu Geng asked anxiously: "Grandson, how is it? Are you alright? Why did you suddenly faint? Fortunately, the patrolling guards found you, otherwise wouldn't you ......?"

"Grandpa, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, just rest and rest. "Although he had a headache, he still recovered a little, and Zishang hurriedly comforted.

"Zishang, how did you get to the city wall on this cold day? I heard that you practiced swords for a whole hour, and finally suddenly fainted in the snow? It's been a whole day! What happened?" Murong Fan on the side asked suspiciously.

Zishang half-truthfully made up: "Uh...... Recently, I've been inexplicably irritable, so I'm going to walk around the city wall, take a walk, and then ...... Suddenly inspiration came, so I practiced swords for a while, but my leg accidentally cramped, the pain was terrible, and it was too cold, so I fainted. ”

Although the explanation was a bit awkward, it barely made sense, and everyone accepted this statement, and everyone comforted him a few more words, and told Zishang to rest well before leaving his residence.

After everyone left, Zishang lay on the bed and closed his eyes, and couldn't help but think of yesterday's experience.

He had no memory of sitting for two hours and practicing swordsmanship, that is, he was in an unconscious state for those three hours.

"Then how can I practice the sword? I have been practicing for an hour!" Zishang thought strangely in his heart, "By the way, I seem to have heard the Dark Sword Heart Technique!"

It turned out that in the end, Zishang heard the content in a trance, which was the original recipe recorded in the "Fragment of the Dark Sword"!

Although I can't understand what it means, it is indeed helpful for sword practice, which can not only make people enter the state quickly, but also promote the understanding of swordsmanship to a certain extent.

"Could it be that this sword spectrum will make people fall into evil spirits?" Listening to the name, I also feel a bit like the evil way sword spectrum......" Zishang guessed.

However, Zishang just woke up, and his energy did not recover much, and after speculating for a while, he fell asleep tiredly.

For three whole days, Zishang ate, slept, woke up and ate, and finally recovered almost.

Early that morning, he got up early and practiced his sword as usual.

First take a few deep breaths to adjust your spirit, qi and spirit.

Lifting the sword, starting hand style "Styx waves"

Turn around, dance the sword, the five styles of the sword of the dark sword, "the water ripples", "ripples turn into waves", "the big waves are monstrous", "the waves are stormy", and "the waves return to the underworld".

The sword moves are changing, the sword wind is fierce, the body is smart, and it can be done in one go.

The first chapter: the strongest trick "Styx bursts"!

With the sword momentum, the air seemed to be stagnant for a moment, and then it was cut by the lightning-like dancing [Zhanchen Sword], the dust flew, and the sword cut through the air, making an endless "sigh" sound.

There was a gust of wind blowing in the small courtyard, and the flowers and plants in the flower beds by the wall were blown prostrately. A few slender trees next to it resisted stubbornly, and they were also swayed by the scrape.

For a moment, a trace of evil intent flashed in Zishang's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were also hooked.

With the end of the trick "Styx Burst", a strong sword wind swept across the flower garden, and all the flowers and plants within the three zhang range were violently destroyed and shattered.

Zishang felt his swordsmanship, and looked at the flower garden in front of him, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"The Sword Technique of the Underworld, Xiao Cheng Huo......! The pinnacle of the Eightfold Realm of Body Refining!"

Under the impact of double surprise, Zishang jumped up excitedly, and forced himself not to let out a high-decibel laugh.

The last blow just now was not just as simple as destroying the flowers and plants, it was just the aftermath of the sword wind, and the loss was hit head-on, even if it was a raging bison, it could split its head, comparable to the full force of the peak of body refining!

He was excited for a while, laughing so hard that he didn't stop, he simply stopped practicing his sword, ran back to the room, closed the door, and got into the bed and laughed loudly......