Chapter 680: The Three Great Towns Sect Peerless
Two hundred miles west of Lanhai County, Canglan Mountain, where the gate of Lanshamen Mountain is located.
It had been three months since Lu Li killed Luo Shixin in seconds, and instead of making trouble for him, Lanshamen had reduced its strength and recalled all the elders and most of the elite disciples.
Overall, the strength of Lanshamen is quite good, it originally had fifteen Merge Realm powerhouses, two in the late stage of Merge, and there is an ancestor at the peak of Merge Realm behind the scenes.
After three confrontations with Lu Li, he lost four Merge Realm in a short period of time, and even one in the late stage of Merge Realm, which can definitely be regarded as a nerve-wracking injury.
After receiving the news of Luo Shixin's death, the head of Lanshamen slapped the chair and stood in place for a long time before reacting.
In a fit of rage, he couldn't wait to immediately lead people to level the Shenyu Sect and kill Lu Li.
But after listening to the report of his disciples, and learning that Lu Li killed Luo Shixin in one move, Sha Changrong immediately hesitated.
In terms of realm, he is on par with Luo Shixin, and in terms of real combat effectiveness, he is even inferior to Luo Shixin. If it weren't for the fact that the teacher was the previous head, and now he is the supreme elder of the sect, it would not be his turn to be the head of the sect.
Even Luo Shixin was killed in one move, and it is conceivable that he went to take revenge to find death.
After all, there are also six-rank sects behind them, and there must be more than one merge realm. Fewer people go means being killed, and more people go, even if you defeat the other party, it will be a lose-lose outcome.
The six-rank sect is not a five-grade sect, and once its strength declines, it may be replaced at any time.
After hesitation, he immediately went to the master and told him the whole story.
When he walked out of Elder Taishang's residence, he was already sneering. The next day, Sha Changrong left Lanshamen and went to Haiyuan City, the capital of Haizhou.
No one knows the purpose of this trip.
However, not long after he returned, two monks dressed in black and white robes came to visit.
At this time, it was the time when the Shenyu Sect and the Hanging Sword Sect formed an alliance, and the Hanging Sword Sect was building a large number of buildings. After the construction of the sect is completed. The Hanging Sword Sect began to spread invitations and invited all sects to participate in the relocation ceremony.
Perhaps it was for this reason that Sha Changrong temporarily let go of the idea of immediate revenge, like a poisonous snake hidden in the shadows, patiently waiting to give the Hanging Sword Sect a fatal blow.
This time, he vowed not only to ruin the Hanging Sword Sect, but also to make the Hanging Sword Sect bleed.
Blood debt, only blood payment.
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Lanshamen never moved, and although Lu Li was puzzled, he didn't take it to heart.
First, he already had the strength to defeat the late stage of the Merge Realm. Second, Ji Haoyang lives in Kaiyang Peak. With him at the peak of the distraction realm, even if Lanshamen comes out, it will not be enough for him to shoot.
In the Gongfa Pavilion, Lu Li sat for half a moon.
Sleepless, day and night, only classics in the eyes, only exercises in the heart, and nothing else.
A month later, his eyes were red. Exhausted, he closed his eyes, only to feel countless sword moves dangling in his mind, and more than twenty figures tossing and turning. Fiction and reality, constantly moving around.
He tried his best not to think about it, but it had no effect, and even if he wanted to enter the cultivation state, he couldn't do it.
Another three days passed. The tome in his hand fell to the ground, and his face became paler. Suddenly, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. His expression quickly became sluggish.
The mind was so consumed that it was almost on the verge of collapse.
In the meridians and the Purple Mansion, the spiritual power was uncontrollably agitated back and forth, and two swirling nine-colored vortices suddenly appeared in the pupils of his eyes.
The whirlpool spun faster and faster, and a massive amount of red dust qi poured into the Purple Mansion, and after being refined, it rushed towards the meridians.
There were vague bursts of pain in the meridians, and the pain became more and more intense, but Lu Li was unaware, his eyes were blurred, and he fell into a sluggish state.
Suddenly, a red dust heart in the Purple Mansion lit up, emitting a thin nine-colored light, and the spiritual power that was about to riot settled down in a blink of an eye.
After a moment, the nine-colored light slowly converged, and finally only enveloped Lu Li's head. Suddenly, he let out a soft sigh and held his breath, carefully observing the twenty-six figures in his mind.
He knew very well that each figure represented a method or cultivation technique, of which there were seven people representing the exercise, one person with fist skills, three people with footwork, and the rest were sword techniques.
But at this time, there was no change in the figure of the boxer, and the figure representing the exercises, footwork and swordsmanship began to change slowly.
In the seven parts of the exercises, each figure becomes transparent, and the five red lines start from the five hearts, circulate in the body for a week, and finally arrive at the Purple Mansion.
The figure representing the sword code did not move at all, and the other six figures suddenly jumped up and merged into it in turn.
In an instant, the only remaining transparent figure shone brightly, and the whole body was densely covered with various red lines. The red line leads to the same end, and the end point is the Purple Mansion, but the starting point has changed from the original five hearts to forty air pockets.
"Forty? Prefecture-level high-grade exercises? ”
As a monk, Lu Li could see at a glance that this was the operation diagram of an exercise, and judging from the number of air pockets, it was actually a top-grade ground-level exercise.
The smile on his face had not disappeared, and four words suddenly appeared in his mind: "Mixed Yuan Heart Sutra." ”
At the same time, the three figures representing footwork instantly fused together, stepping on the mysterious steps, flickering in their minds, rushing around.
"Chasing clouds? I don't know what level this footwork is. ”
The level of the method is not as easy to distinguish as the exercises, and it is difficult to distinguish between the moves without personal cultivation and actual combat experience.
The most shocking thing is that the fifteen figures representing the sword technique, the sword technique moves were originally more or less, the power was strong and weak, but they completely broke through this limitation. The long sword in his hand danced faster and faster, and slowly only the remnants of the Dao sword light remained.
After a few moments, all the sword moves were simplified and became more and more powerful, and there was only one move left.
In an instant, every five figures fused into one, and the remaining three figures kept performing five sword moves, swinging faster again.
At the end of the dance, Lu Li couldn't see clearly when he was engrossed.
"Buzz."
The long sword in the hands of the three figures suddenly trembled, and the five moves merged again and turned into one.
"Chop the clouds."
"Shattered Empty."
"Extinguish the void."
Six words suddenly popped out of Lu Li's mind, and with the experience of the first two times, he knew that this should be the name of these three moves. Judging from the name, this mostly belongs to a set of swordsmanship.
At this time, there were only six figures left in his mind, which were Gongfu, Footwork, Swordsmanship and Fist Technique. Except for the boxing method, there is no change, and the rest of the techniques have long been completely different, and it is the Zhen Sect mastery left by the ancestor of the Hanging Sword Sect.
"It's breathtaking!"
In front of these three sets of spells, what top-grade spell sword canon is not worth mentioning at all.
I don't know how long it took, the fist legal shadow disappeared first, followed by the legal shadow, the sword legal shadow, and finally the gong legal shadow.
After another moment, Lu Li opened his eyes, his eyes full of excitement.
The three sets of Zhen Sect Absolute Sects were split into twenty-five low-level exercises.
The low-level exercises are already very good in the Chinese cultivation world, and once they meet a genius disciple who is proficient in all the low-level methods, they can go back from the exercises, and finally restore the Zhenzong mastery. I have to say that the Founding Patriarch of the Hanging Sword Sect is really amazing.
"With these three sets of spells, the rise of the Hanging Sword Sect is not far away!" (To be continued......)