Song Hexuan, who had finished taking care of Uncle De and everyone's aftermath, did not leave for two reasons: one was that it was raining heavily, and it was impossible to go out at this time, and the other was that he wanted to study the strange sound that came into his ears just now. When he was outside just now, Song Hexuan heard strange sounds more than once, picking up the only dry wood left in the broken temple, Song Hexuan put them together and lit a fire to keep warm, and the one sitting by the fire slowly closed his eyes and began to check the voice that appeared in his mind.

It's good to look at it and be startled, Song Hexuan, who closed his eyes, didn't have the imaginary system elf or anything in his mind, but a book appeared, an ancient book with a blue cover. Glancing at the name on the book, Song Hexuan sighed, if he had this book when he was an otaku in his previous life, Song Hexuan would have been so excited that he couldn't even sleep, because this was the book he wanted to play games and dreams at that time - Wudingji.

Wu Dingji is a book compiled by the Ming Dynasty emperor Zhu Yuanzhang who ordered his subordinates to continuously collect and sort out the martial arts in the rivers and lakes in the original game played by Song Hexuan, which records the martial arts moves and internal skills that appeared in the Ming Dynasty and the previous dynasties. Later, with the occurrence of the Battle of Jingyan, the emperor Zhu Yunwen took this book to the rivers and lakes. Immediately after that, Wudingji became something that everyone dreamed of.

"Hey, I've been thinking too much about it for a long time, and the book I played games in my previous life appeared in my head, and it seems that I really want revenge." Song Hexuan, who opened his eyes, said to himself.

"If the conditions are met, the martial arts will begin. Check it out. The cold voice without the slightest emotion came into Song Hexuan's ears again, and Song Hexuan, who was just about to put out the fire and rest, froze in place directly after hearing it, his eyes widened, the cold sweat on his forehead and his mouth that was not closed. These all show Song Hexuan's mood at this time.

"Really, it's true. Nima, I'll just say how can there be no golden finger in the crossing. Song Hexuan, who reacted, hurriedly closed his eyes and did it, and the blue-covered martial arts book in his mind appeared again, but this time the cover of the book was opened, and all kinds of secret martial arts began to be displayed on it.

"Damn, it's gone. So much martial arts, haha. Uncle De, your revenge will be avenged soon. Song Hexuan, who had a lot of ups and downs, laughed this time and even shed tears.

"I want to learn this, there is no vain magic skill, and Zixia Gong can also be used. As for the martial arts moves, just come and hit the dog stick and the dragon grasp. Excitedly, Song Hexuan chose at random on the Wuding book, but he didn't notice that the names of these peerless divine skills he fancied were all gray, in other words, they could only look at the goods that could not be connected.

"Nima, what about the cheating father, why can't you order anything?" Song Hexuan went away after a fruitless attempt, this day was too exciting for him, first the death of his relatives, and then there was hope for revenge, but now the hope was broken by his own hands.

In fact, these martial arts on the martial arts can be cultivated, but they are locked, as long as the conditions for unlocking are met, then you can cultivate, but it is obvious that Song Hexuan has not discovered this, he is now in a rage.

Song Hexuan, who was venting his dissatisfaction in the broken temple, finally calmed down after a period of time, he carefully recalled the voice that echoed in his ears, he remembered that the conditions were obviously met, and there were martial arts opened, so why can't he practice these martial arts now, or did he not find one that he could practice, Song Hexuan, who thought about this clearly, began to rummage through the martial arts, but there were too many martial arts on it, and it was estimated that he couldn't find it even if he turned it all night.

"If only I could act according to my consciousness, it would be nice to show which one meets the conditions." Song Hexuan thought beautifully in his own consciousness. As his cranky book began to change, the unqualified martial arts on the first page began to disappear and were replaced by two martial arts with shiny names.

"Seven absolute love, the top knife method of the rivers and lakes, the human ruthless knife is more ruthless, the seven absolute knife knives are broken and loved, and the host is sad and ruthless to meet the opening conditions." Song Hexuan, who smashed his mouth, watched it for a long time, and indeed when he buried Uncle De just now, he did have something in his heart, and at that time his heart was full of revenge, maybe this set of knife techniques was opened at some time.

"Yunlong body method, bow down and rhyme, and retire with strength." Obviously, no matter from the introduction or name of the Yunlong body method, this is a set of body methods and not the internal strength that Song Hexuan expected, which made Song Hexuan, whose expectations skyrocketed, disappointed all of a sudden, Song Hexuan lives in the era of information explosion, and he also knows that no matter how much he practices internal skills, it is in vain, but he didn't expect to encounter this embarrassing thing now.

Song Hexuan, who was extremely helpless, also had no other way, and ordered the written martial arts in his mind to determine his cultivation. In a trance, Song Hexuan seemed to see a man dressed in brocade clothes, but with a small blood-red coffin tied to his waist behind him, walking towards him, and slowly the man walked in front of Song Hexuan and stopped, staring at Song Hexuan with burning eyes.

Suddenly he moved, and the iron chains on the blood coffin behind him began to loosen under his pull, and with a bang, the iron chains were completely torn off by him and thrown aside, and the blood coffin was kicked away by the man in the process of falling to the ground, Song Hexuan looked at it, and saw that the blood-red coffin was not a person but a knife, a knife soaked in blood.

The man seemed to be used to it, and without the slightest hesitation in his right hand, he grabbed the bloody steel knife. Then the man glanced at Song Hexuan, who seemed to be too frightened to move, and after moving his lips slightly, he began to wave the blood knife in place.

"Is this lip talking, look...... All right...... What do you mean. Song Hexuan was full of doubts, how could such a scary thing come out after a little bit of the cultivation words on the martial arts book, carrying a coffin on his back at night. But gradually, Song Hexuan seemed to understand something, the man in front of him who seemed to be Jinyiwei was teaching him martial arts, and the moves he was using now were probably the set of martial arts he had just seen on the Wuding Book - Seven Absolute Loves. Song Hexuan, who understood, stared at those moves tightly, for fear that something would be missed.

It may be that just looking at it is a little unpleasant, Song Hexuan picked up a small branch next to the fire and practiced with the person in front of him, this practice is amazing, maybe even Song Hexuan didn't realize it, just when he started to practice with that brocade guard, a vague figure actually appeared behind him, and suddenly a smell of indescribable began to fill the temple, if Song Hexuan was sober, he would definitely exclaim, this is the smell of blood.

The vision of practicing the knife is far more than that, with the development of the knife technique, the yin wind around Song Hexuan is everywhere, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls is rootless, and the surrounding air is also beginning to cool down, and the red knife light continues to fly around with the branches in Song Hexuan's hand, and the narrow broken temple has become Shura Hell in a blink of an eye, as if it will be cut in half by the knife qi flying from nowhere.

The Seven Absolute Pieces of Love were originally created by a sad swordsman on the rivers and lakes for his dead wife, but later this set of knife techniques was obtained by Ji Gang, the head of Jinyi Wei at the time, and after his hand modification, the style of the whole set of knife techniques changed greatly.

Gradually, the whole set of knife techniques in Song Hexuan's hands went through all the seven absolute knife techniques, the knife fell in love, the love heart was horizontal, the heaven and the earth were ruthless, the murderous heart was burned, the love was all here, the anger slashed the love silk, and the knife broke the love in the end. Song Hexuan, who had finished performing the knife technique, stopped, and the man in front of him with a brocade robe and a coffin disappeared at some point.

Song Hexuan looked at the ruined temple, and then looked at the small branch in his hand that had been broken into several sections, he couldn't believe that this was caused by an ordinary person who didn't know anything, he closed his eyes and thought about it carefully, as if the set of sword techniques called the Seven Absolute Broken Feelings had been firmly engraved in his bones, as if he had been cultivating for a long time.

"Awesome, I'm not without internal strength, what's going on." Song Hexuan was already surprised and didn't know what to say, and after thinking about it for a long time without results, this kid directly found a small branch and was ready to do it again, but the sad reality gave him another heavy blow, and he couldn't use it. opened the Wuding book in my mind, and saw that it was clearly written that there was no internal support and could not be performed.

Song Hexuan, who spurted out a mouthful of old blood, understood, just now it was just the benefits given by the first study, and if he wanted to show it in the future, he still had to support it with internal strength. Song Hexuan, who was unwilling, directly clicked the word cultivation on the Yunlong Body Method, and Ma De Laozi is going to go through this addiction again today. Song Hexuan couldn't help but think.

Soon, the same vision as just now appeared, and a smiling young man appeared in front of Song Hexuan's eyes. Song Hexuan straightened up his tattered clothes, and was ready to follow the boy in front of him, who couldn't see his appearance clearly, but felt really handsome. But soon Song Hexuan found out that he was wrong, the person who teaches you in each set of kung fu is different, so this means that the method of teaching you is different every time.

The teaching method of the man in Jinyiwei just now is that I practice, you follow me to practice, but this gentle and jade-like boy in front of him is not like this, although his appearance gives people a lot of beautiful reverie, but his teaching method is not as gentle and beautiful as his appearance.

"Be careful." This is what Song Hexuan read from his lips. One sentence made Song Hexuan confused, isn't it just to learn a light skill, why should you be careful. Before Song Hexuan could figure out the key point, the son-in-law in front of him disappeared.

"It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, fluttering like the snow of the wind" The white-clothed boy turned around with a dashing expression and came to Song Hexuan, who was still in a state of ignorance, and kicked him out with a bang. Song Hexuan, who was beaten, figured it out, and the light skill of emotion is to start practicing from dodging. Nima's.

For the whole night, the small ruined temple in the woods outside Suzhou City constantly echoed with Song Hexuan's screams and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.