Zhao Zheng broke through in one fell swoop and became a Sevenfold Heavenly Martial Artist, which is also a big happy event, so he naturally wants to celebrate. After being happy, Ren Qianqiu and the smiling ghost immediately ran to cook a sumptuous meal of wine and food, and a yard of people gathered together to eat and drink, and came to a drunken party.

It didn't take long for the news of Zhao Zheng's breakthrough to spread outside, attracting many people's congratulations. For many days after that, there would be congratulatory people, and no one would bring any presents to a greater or lesser extent. For these people, Zhao Zheng naturally welcomed them with both hands and welcomed everyone warmly.

There are many people who come to congratulate some people with extremely high status, and the three musketeers of Mount Tai are all here, and even the head of the sect has sent his subordinates to send congratulatory gifts.

After many days, the matter slowly calmed down, allowing Zhao Zheng to regain his peaceful life.

However, this calm did not last long.

That afternoon, the sword slave called Zhao Zheng to his sword casting workshop, and his expression was very solemn.

"Senior, why did you call me over?" Zhao Zheng asked curiously.

"How many swords did I make for you?" The sword slave asked without answering.

Zhao Zheng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the sword slave to ask such a question coldly, he thought about it for a while, counted it carefully, and then replied: "If you count the Zichu Sword, you have already forged a full nine swords for me, including a high-grade sword, seven middle-grade swords, and a low-grade sword." ”

Since Zhao Zheng had a copy of the Colosseum, he would regularly enter the Colosseum copy to fight with the beasts, and accumulated many corpses of the beasts. These beast corpses were of little use to him, so most of them were given to the sword slaves. The sword slave did not take his beast corpse in vain, and almost every time he would make the best use of it and forge a sword for him. Over time, Zhao Zheng had already obtained as many as nine swords from the sword slave, and they were almost full of Heavenly Machine Box.

"I promised you before that I would teach you my housekeeping skills, the Qimen Imperial Sword Technique, and although this matter has dragged on for a long time, I have never forgotten it. The reason why it has not been taught to you for so long is because your cultivation is not high enough, even if you learn it, you can't use it, and secondly, because the number of swords you have on hand is far from enough. Now that you have reached the Seventh Heaven and have enough swords at hand, I can fulfill my original promise and teach you the Qimen Imperial Sword Technique. How's that, do you kid still want to learn? The sword slave asked with a smile.

"Of course I want to learn!" Zhao Zheng agreed, his face was full of joy, for things like swordsmanship, he has always refused to come, no matter how much he learned, he was not satisfied. He is proficient in Maha swordsmanship, and no matter how many swordsmanship he learns, he can use it for his own use and learn from each other's strengths.

"Okay, I'll start teaching you the Qimen Imperial Sword Technique today, you kid study hard, don't let me down. I love to forge swords, not to teach disciples, and if you don't study hard, I won't have that interest. The sword slave said leisurely.

"Senior, don't worry, I will definitely throw off my arms and study hard, and I won't make you embarrassed."

"Yes, that's good." The sword slave nodded, and then waved his hand, "Okay, let's go and find a clearing, and I'll teach you the Qimen Imperial Sword Technique." ”

The two walked out of the sword-forging workshop together, went down to the top of the Jade Emperor in a leisurely manner, and found an empty mountain field at the bottom of the mountain. This place is mostly earth and rocks, and the vegetation is scarce, and it seems quite empty.

"The kung fu of swordsmanship, which seems to be mysterious, is actually nothing remarkable, and its purpose is to use internal force to wrap the sword, and then control the sword against the enemy. This kind of martial arts has extremely high requirements for the internal strength and control of the martial artist, and at least he must reach the Seven Heavens to learn, otherwise, the internal force is not enough to control the sword. As for the control is also very important, only by controlling the internal force that radiates out, can the sword flying out of the precise control, if the control is not enough, the flying out of the sword must be inaccurate, can not do as you like, pointing to where to fight. The sword slave shook his head and explained.

Zhao Zheng listened intently, his eyes were as bright as cold stars, he didn't interject indiscriminately, and waited quietly for the sword slave's next words.

"When I perform the sword technique, it's a bit like playing with marionettes, except that the puppets are replaced with swords and the silk threads are replaced with internal forces. If you understand this concept, you will get twice the result with half the effort if you come to learn this Qimen Imperial Sword Technique again. The sword slave patted the sword box on the back, and the lid of the sword box opened, and a sword erupted from it. With a casual move, he threw out an internal force, firmly wrapped the sword, and brought it to his face. He stretched out his palm, letting the sword float in the air above the palm of his hand, the sword shook slightly, and overall it was still very stable.

If you look closely, you will find that in the palm of the sword slave's hand, there is a faint flow of air, which makes the air become blurred, and the air flow rushes straight up, enveloping the whole body of the sword. This transparent air flow is also the internal force of the sword slave itself.

After Zhao Zheng arrived at the Seventh Heaven, his perception ability increased greatly, and his judgment of strength became much more accurate, and with his multifaceted observations, he could intuitively feel the majesty of the sword slave's internal force.

Although the sword slave only has the cultivation of the Seven Heavens, which is on par with Zhao Zheng, the age of the sword slave is there, and after so many years of accumulation, his foundation is quite solid, and he is only one step away from the Eight Heavens.

"Everything has to be simple to complex, start with the simple, and the kung fu of imperial sword art is no exception. When you first start learning, you have to learn to control one sword first, and when you can control one sword, then practice two swords, and so on. The normal Qimen Imperial Sword Technique can only control the seven swords at most at one time. This is the result of the painstaking exploration of the ancestor who created this martial art, and the seven swords are no more and no less, just right to use. Adding a sword, or subtracting a sword, will bring different drawbacks. Increasing the sword means that it is more difficult to control, and decreasing the sword means that the power decreases. However, I have always been a non-formalistic person, and sometimes I like to control a few more swords, and I have used eight, nine, or even a dozen swords together. The sword slave said leisurely. As he spoke, the sword swirled slowly around his hand under the pull of his internal force, as if it had come to life.

"I'll give it a try." Zhao Zheng looked at the suspended sword, became interested, pulled out the Zichu sword, spread it on the palm of his hand, and injected internal force into the sword body. Because the force he injected into the internal force was too strong, the sword body bounced directly into the air, and failed to levitate. He grabbed the fallen Zichu Sword in his hand again, and showed a wry smile, only to realize that it was easier said than done, in fact, it was not as simple as the sword slave said.

"I haven't taught you the method yet, what are you anxious about?" The sword slave smiled and began to explain in detail the various tricks of Qimen Imperial Sword Technique.

Zhao Zheng listened intently and wrote down what the sword slave said. Listening to it, he found a small problem, and couldn't help asking: "Senior, why are the methods you told me all in the vernacular, instead of normal martial arts formulas?" ”

"The mantra of Qimen Imperial Sword Technique is obscure, why are you learning mantras?" The sword slave pursed his lips and said disapprerovingly, "Formulas like to be mysterious, and to complicate simple things, it is the most troublesome to learn. I have broken and crushed the Qimen Imperial Sword Technique for you, and taught you the most essential things. It's more important for you to learn these than to memorize a mantra. ”

"Okay. The senior continued. Zhao Zheng smiled bitterly again, the sword slave has always been informal, and when teaching martial arts, it is very different from others, and he does not teach formulas, but directly teaches the routines of martial arts. Fortunately, he is not a rigid person, and he doesn't care about this.

After a small half-day of explanation, the sword slave passed on the knowledge of the introductory level of Qimen Imperial Sword Technique to Zhao Zheng, although he did not teach any formulas, but all aspects were clearly explained in the vernacular. The master led the way into the door, and the cultivation was personal, and the next thing was to rely on Zhao Zheng's own efforts.

In the following days, Zhao Zheng studied this Qimen Imperial Sword Technique every day, and after spending three days in the real world, he finally mastered it.

"Buzz."

A soft buzz came from the sword body of Zi Chu's sword, and the sword slowly floated up from Zhao Zheng's palm, levitating an inch into the air. The sword body trembled slightly, and it was not very stable.

Zhao Zheng's eyes condensed, and he slowly raised his hand, and with his movement, Zi Chu's sword also rose.

"Go!" Zhao Zhengqing snorted and threw the suspended sword in his hand forward. Zi Chujian came out in response, turned into a cold light, flew forward, and after flying five zhang away, it made a turn in mid-air, and flew back to Zhao Zheng's hand.

This action was completely completed by Zhao Zheng's internal force, not by Zi Chujian itself, and had a completely different concept. If you combine the sword technique with the power of the Zi Chu Sword itself, the power and strength will definitely increase a lot.

Zhao Zheng held the Zichu Sword in his hand and looked happy, this was the most successful use he had ever used since he learned the Qimen Imperial Sword Technique.

It's hard to get started, and with a good start, it's much easier to follow. In Zhao Zheng's subsequent cultivation process, the results got better and better, and he gradually mastered the method of controlling a sword, and he could already control a sword to fly up and down.

Now that you've learned to control a sword, it's time to take on the higher difficulty. Zhao Zheng began to try to control two swords, three swords, and even more swords. When he was able to control seven swords at the same time, the sword slave began to teach him the routines of the moves. The swordsmanship of Edgeplay is completely different from ordinary swordsmanship, the moves are more flexible and changeable, and the attack methods are all-encompassing, which is relatively more complex.

When one to three swords are flying in the air, the focus is on the surprise sneak attack and the unparalleled onslaught, and when the sword is controlled by more swords, the focus is on outflanking or both offense and defense.

To Zhao Zheng's surprise, the routine of the sword technique itself was even more difficult to learn than using internal force to control the sword to fly. This learning process took him a lot of time.

It wasn't until a month and a half later that Zhao Zheng finally mastered the Qimen Imperial Sword Technique, and he had a certain amount of heat.

On this day, the sword slave claimed to test Zhao Zheng's learning results and called Zhao Zheng to the open space near the Jade Emperor Peak. Looking at the sword slave's expression, it seems that he is much more serious than usual.

"I'll call out the name of the move later, and you have to follow the name of the move I shouted." Sword Slave Zhengse commanded.

"Okay, senior, just shout." Zhao Zheng said confidently.

"Then I'll shout, you're ready." The sword slave pondered for a moment, and then shouted, "Soar into the sky!" ”

Zhao Zheng's eyes froze, his expression became serious, and his left palm slammed the heavenly machine box behind him, touching the mechanism above, causing the lid to be lifted, and a sword flew out in response. This sword is a medium-grade sword, and it was the sword slave who made it for him. His right hand was pinched into a knuckle, and he volleyed upwards a little, striking a golden yuan internal force on the sword body.

The sword body was attached to the internal force of the golden yuan, and the surface bloomed with brilliant light, and it swept towards the sky rapidly.

The sword slave raised his head, staring at the sword that flew into the sky, and suddenly shouted again: "Two dragons play with pearls!" ”

Zhao Zheng heard the cheers, did as he said, changed his moves, and slapped the heavenly machine box again, and released the second sword. Under his control, the two swords spun rapidly in the shape of a storm, turning in mid-air, and then rushed at a tree the size of a man's waist, slashing it to pieces.

"Sanyang Kaitai!" The sword slave shouted.

Zhao Zheng released the third sword, allowing the three swords to attack one point in unison from three different directions.

"Thunder in all directions!"

Zhao Zheng released another sword, bringing the four swords closer together, the four sword handles were tightly connected, and the four sharp sword blades were facing four different directions, looking like a windmill. He controlled the four swords to spin rapidly, slashing the ground and trees around them into pieces, leaving sharp trails. Because there was a word "thunder" in this move, he had an idea and injected a thunder element internal force into the four swords, causing a debut lightning to appear on the four sword bodies.

In this way, the sword slave shouted out one after another, and every time he shouted a move, Zhao Zheng followed it, increasing the number of swords all the way to seven.

Using seven swords at the same time is called "Seven Stars Shine", which is extremely consuming of internal force, and it is necessary to control the seven swords to levitate in the air at the same time, and aim the tip of the sword at one place, and shoot the internal force at that place. The seven suspended swords were like seven crossbows that opened angrily, shooting out sword qi one after another.

When performing this move, Zhao Zheng deliberately played with his various internal forces, so that each sword qi was slightly different. The internal force of Jin Yuan is golden, the internal force of Mu Yuan is green, and the internal force of Lei Yuan is light blue, and these brilliant and colorful sword qi burst out, which is extremely pleasing to the eye.

And these sword qi are not only beautiful, but also very impressive in terms of power, when they hit the ground, they bombarded the ground into a huge hole, and the rubble scattered and splashed, and the smoke and dust swept up.

The sword slave obviously wanted to take a good test of Zhao Zheng this time, and after the seven moves were shouted, he was still not satisfied, and continued to shout out other moves. And the faster he shouted, the faster he came, and when he arrived, the shouts were almost in a string.

Zhao Zheng has a heart that does not admit defeat, under the hard pressure of the sword slave, he came to a beautiful super-level performance, his spirit became highly concentrated, the dantian ran like flying, and the majestic internal force rushed up in the meridians, turning into rays of light, overflowing from his fingertips, hitting those swords in mid-air. He unleashed the moves shouted out by the sword slave one by one, and danced the seven swords up and down, moving like a dragon.

Because the sword slave shouted too fast, it had exceeded the speed at which Zhao Zheng could not keep up, so he could only temporarily write down the order of these moves, and then cast them as fast as possible. Although Zhao Zheng's casting speed was not as fast as the sword slave shouted, the order of the moves was used very correctly, without the slightest panic, and the moves themselves were also used decently, as if they had worked it for several years.

After more than fifty moves, the sword slave finally ended this test and shouted the name of the last move.

"Nine swords are one!"

Zhao Zheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, because the sword slave had never taught him this move at all, and he didn't know how to unify the nine swords!

Although the sword slave is a little arrogant, and occasionally disrespects the elder, he is still very meticulous when doing business, which is a good habit he developed when forging swords. The sword slave should not be wrong, nor did he omit this trick, and did not teach it to Zhao Zheng, but had a deeper intention.

Zhao Zheng was still three moves away from using the Nine Swords Returning to One move at this time, and when he used these three moves, his brain was spinning rapidly, thinking about the intention of the sword slave, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and figured out everything.

The sword slave had told him several times before that learning martial arts should be learned and used, and the reason why he shouted out a move that Zhao Zheng had not learned today must be to test Zhao Zheng's ability to adapt to changes.

Zhao Zheng figured out this, suddenly enlightened, and simply temporarily created a trick of his own, releasing the other two swords in the heavenly box, and controlling the nine swords at the same time. When he controlled the seven swords, he was still able to do it with ease, but it was a little difficult to control the nine swords, and the flight trajectory of the sword began to appear a little disordered, and there were signs of loss of control.

Before he could get out of control completely, he gritted his teeth and suddenly urged the dantian, releasing a more powerful internal force, making the nine swords bloom with a more brilliant light. He controlled the nine swords to fly into the air together, turning in unison in mid-air, and falling down in unison along the same trajectory. As it fell, the nine swords began to quickly close together, and they all stuck together!

At the same time as the swords were connected, the internal forces carried on the nine swords also fused together, forming a huge glowing sword qi. This fusion doubled the power of De's sword qi to an unprecedented level.

"Whoosh!!"

The huge sword qi pierced through the sky, causing a loud bang, and finally stabbed fiercely into the open space three zhang away in front of Zhao Zheng, blasting it out of a large crater, and the power was extremely amazing.

After the aftermath of the destruction gradually subsided, nine swords emerged from the smoke and dust one by one, with the hilt facing up and the tip of the sword pointing downward, appearing steady.

Zhao Zheng gasped heavily, the move just now was a lot of internal force consumption for him, which made him somewhat unbearable.

"Good !!" The sword slave looked at all this with burning eyes, and couldn't help but cheer, a simple word, showing his satisfaction with Zhao Zheng. (To be continued.) )