Chapter 32: The "Seventeen Seas Sword Seal" Learned from Playing Chess

These days, Chu Ziheng meditates all night, in addition to relying on the method in the "Black Emperor Sutra" to swallow the essence of heaven and earth, he also has hundreds of thousands of catties of sources for him to absorb, and his cultivation is basically a thousand miles a day, without any bottlenecks.

After a night of meditation, I often wake up in the morning, my waist is no longer painful, and my kidneys are not damaged......

"Xiao Chu, come and play chess with me!"

He had just stepped out of the door half a step when the old man Xiao under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village couldn't wait to shout.

"It's coming!"

Chu Ziheng happily responded, Old Man Xiao put the chessboard on the stone table under the locust tree at the door, set up the chess pieces, and was waiting to "fight to the death" with Chu Ziheng.

"Xiao Chu, I made a good move last night, and I will definitely be able to win you today." The old man Xiao, who is conservatively estimated to be a thousand years old, has a temper like a child.

"Okay, I'll wait to see what I know." Chu Ziheng replied with a smile, and his mood was also very comfortable early in the morning.

Just ten minutes later, Old Man Xiao was already frowning... He studied the killing move that he came up with until midnight last night, how could it be cracked so easily by Chu Ziheng?

Another twenty minutes passed... He's already lost...

Old man Xiao sat sullenly under the tree, his face depressed, he had successfully lost the last form of his "Seventeen Seas Sword Seal", that is, the entire set of methods......

It's not that he can't afford to lose, it's just that he hasn't won a game in seventeen days, and he's just depressed at this time...

"I am willing to lose the bet, you come here, I will teach you the last form of the 'Seventeen Seas Sword Seal'." Old man Xiao waved his hand and beckoned Chu Ziheng to come closer.

Chu Ziheng walked closer, in the past few days, the Dao methods taught to him by Old Man Xiao were directly injected into his brain with his divine sense, and he could visualize and cultivate on his own, in fact, he had not even cultivated the first seal of the "Seventeen Seas Sword Seal" to perfection.

"The first sixteen styles are the Ming Sea, the Guanhai, the No Sea, the Fire Sea, the Collapse Sea, the Weihai Sea, the Mountain Sea, the Angry Sea, the Sorrowful Sea, the Cloud Sea, the Spirit Sea, the Yuan Sea, the Xuanhai Sea, the Blade Sea, the Qinghai and the Dry Sea, and this last one is called the Sword Seal of the Sea of Heaven!"

"This sword seal is struck, as if it has been incarnated into a universe, which can be attacked for nine days, and ten places in the town, invincible in the world, and I am the only one!" The more Old Man Xiao spoke, the more excited he became, and he was about to dance.

At this time, a cold snort came from the side, and it turned out that Wang Xianpo was passing by with a few small cabbages that had just been pulled out of the ground.

"Come on, you've only cultivated to the twelfth form yourself, and you're invincible and self-respecting, and the old thing is really shameless." Wang Xianpo hugged the vegetables and walked away with a disgusted face.

(The official complaint is the most deadly.) )

Old man Xiao's old face was slightly red, and after being exposed, he couldn't say anything: "You... You know how to demolish... Demolish me... I'm on the stage, that's a good point... It's as if your Great Dao Treasure Bottle Seal has been cultivated to a circle... It's complete! ”

Wang Xianpo's pace stopped abruptly, turned her head and looked at Old Man Xiao coldly, and asked expressionlessly, "So... Can you beat me? ”

Old Man Xiao's body is actually a fierce beast, although the bloodline is not pure, but it is also a branch of the legendary true dragon. At this time, gambling on the dignity that belongs to a man and bearing the glory that belongs to the strong, how can he easily bow to Wang Xianpo!

In the end, he chose to bow his head awe-inspiringly, and his desire to survive made him obediently say: "No, I was wrong." ”

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Xianpo asked with a smile.

Oh, woman!

Have you even learned to make inches?

This old man Xiao couldn't bear it anymore, he asked categorically: "It's not wrong, can't I admit my mistake!" ”

Chu Ziheng couldn't help it on the side, and laughed out loud. These old people who live in seclusion here have obviously been together for thousands of years, but they are like children at home.

"Little broken dog, whatever you are laughing at, you are all making trouble!"

Old man Xiao glanced at Chu Ziheng angrily, and then stretched out his hand and flicked on his head, causing Chu Ziheng's body to fly dozens of feet away.

Chu Ziheng: ???

Why can you blame me, aren't you bragging about it yourself?

But Chu Ziheng's desire to survive is also strong, and the above are all inner monologues, which will never be spoken.

In the bullet just now, Old Man Xiao had already transmitted the last sword mark of the Celestial Sea in the "Seventeen Seas Sword Seal" to his mind, and he could call up that divine thought at any time for realization.

Although speaking of which, this mastery was lost to him by Old Man Xiao playing chess, in fact, Chu Ziheng also understood very well in his heart that these old men taught him all kinds of methods, all in a spirit of selflessness, all in order to promote the descendants of the demon clan, so he also respected the old people here from the bottom of his heart.

Respect!

Old man Xiao and Wang Xianpo were still arguing, and Chu Ziheng silently walked to a clearing at the entrance of the village and began to practice the "Seventeen Seas Sword Seal". There is less than a year to go, and the transformation fruit will be ripe, and he must seize the time to cultivate bit by bit, and only by improving his strength can he seize that opportunity in a year's time.

When the "Seventeen Seas Sword Seal" all appeared in Chu Ziheng's sea of knowledge, many of the things he didn't understand during his previous cultivation were suddenly all connected, and his cognition and understanding of this set of methods were all deepened a lot.

This so-called "Seventeen Seas Sword Seal" is actually to use divine power to construct a sword sea, and then use the sword sea to nurture the sword blade to form a sword seal. And this sword sea has a total of seventeen realms, cultivated to the extreme, as soon as the sword sea comes out, it is like a universe across the sky, and the endless blade is like a star in the sky, who can resist this great power?

The sea is immeasurable!

Behind Chu Ziheng, an ocean appeared, and the sea water was completely golden, rolling up thousands of waves.

Old Man Xiao's face was full of surprise, and he muttered in a low voice, "Why is his sword sea golden?" ”

Countless swords of attack detached from the golden sea water, silently hovering above his head, each one shining with golden light and extremely sharp.

Each of these blades emitted a soft sound, mingling together, as if it were a song of swords!

In the sound of the sword, the blades of the sword were put together together, forming a sword mark the size of a grinding plate, the golden divine light overflowed, and the sword qi crisscrossed for several miles, crushing the sky and the sky, alarming many old people in the village.

"Guanhai Sword Seal, go!"

This sword mark ran through the sky, causing the wind to howl, and countless golden thin blades swirled to form a small tornado, if an ordinary Dao Palace cultivator was caught in it, I am afraid that if he did not die, he would be seriously injured in an instant.

The ground shook violently, countless wide cracks cracked, and the smoke and dust dispersed, revealing a huge crater as wide as a hundred meters, on which everything was gone.

Chu Ziheng was shocked in his heart, he was able to hit such a terrifying destructive power in his hands, this "Seventeen Seas Sword Seal" was really extraordinary.

When he was shocked, suddenly a hand grabbed his dog's ear and lifted him up in the air. A cold voice like a hellish Shura came, it was Wang Xianpo......

"This is my mother's garden!"