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The battle in the Hai family's compound the night before yesterday, as well as tonight's battle against Jian Ying and Yuwen Daoming, were all narrow victories. Net. Ning Yue also knew very well in his heart that the hard-won victory was not his work alone, and he relied on too many external forces.

If there was no Dark Xuan Ancient Sword, no Sword Spirit, and no Blood Yuan Pill, he didn't dare to imagine what the outcome of such a battle would be. I have warned myself more than once that I can't rely too much on external forces, and I need to improve my own strength, but when the crisis comes, I have to rely on the power that has been used so far.

"The Heavenly Lock Seal, even if it's just a fragment, is still higher in grade than any martial arts I practiced before. Shattering the defenses, the Thousand Crumbs of the Dark Flame can do the same, but what I need most now is ...... On the premise that you can't use dark Xuan, you can still deal with all kinds of tricks. ”

Spreading out the metal scroll again, Ning Yue sat on the ground and began to slowly read the cultivation methods recorded in the scroll.

The right palm opened and closed, constantly changing the posture, and the condensed Xuan Li flowed along the veins in the body, and after each operation, the gathered aura was refined into the purest Xuan power, and then slowly injected into the right arm. Seven times later, his right arm seemed to swell in a circle, and his entire sleeve was puffed out without wind, and the hunt was shaking.

However, at this moment, Ning Yue suddenly frowned, couldn't help but let out a painful snort, his right arm hung down suddenly, and the trembling sleeves subsided. When he was about to pour the condensed Xuan Power into his palm again, he felt a strong sense of blockage, and he couldn't go down at all, so that the power collapsed and flowed back.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of a medium-level martial arts of spiritual products. The first step alone is the simplest condensation, and it is only the first part of it, which makes it difficult for me to move an inch. ”

Snorting and laughing, Ning Yue's slightly narrowed eyes were not disappointed, but a burning fighting spirit. This is difficult, but there is no reason for him to retreat. The higher the level of martial arts, the more difficult it is to practice, and after successful control, the more powerful it will be.

Just thinking about this made him get excited, and he didn't have time to be depressed by a single failure. That anticipation alone was enough to keep him excited throughout the night.

The second time, failed.

The third time, it was still a failure of condensation.

……

Eleventh, failed.

Boom!

The entire right sleeve of the newly changed robe turned into rags, and the meridians on Ning Yue's bare arms were abrupt, and the blood flowing under the skin could be faintly seen. The condensed Xuan Li continued to flow through all the meridians in the arm, but if I wanted to complete the convergence through the wrist and then enter the palm, there was always a huge blocking force, and I couldn't continue.

"Damn, it's a little bit worse every time!"

The five fingers let go and trembled, he raised his head and exhaled a long breath, and as the condensed Xuan Li in his arm dissipated, the slightly swollen right arm immediately returned to normal, but it was a little more sore than usual.

With his left hand casually stroking the cold metal scroll, Ning Yue sighed again and said to himself, "Maybe it's because I'm not in a good state tonight, let's talk about it when I'm fully recovered." After all, it is a medium-level martial arts of spiritual quality, and it is not easy to complete the first step, and if you want to continue to cultivate, it will only be more difficult, and it will definitely not be done overnight. ”

When he was about to put the scroll away, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and with a grasp of his right hand, he pulled out the Dark Xuan Ancient Sword again, secretly calling for the sword spirit in his heart.

"Sword Spirit, can you try it, can this metal scroll be refined?"

That night, the terrifying heat of Murong Feiyun's final blow was still fresh in his memory, and the hard-hit Sect Master Pang was scorched and blackened, except for a piece of skin that was still normal color, and was blocked by this metal scroll. To be able to withstand such scorching heat, its material must be very unusual.

"If the master wants to try, the same way is to concoct it, the tip of the sword is touched, and then the sword hilt is injected with mysterious power. Leave the rest to me. As for the cultivation method mentioned above, I can rub a copy at the same time as refining, and the master doesn't need to worry about losing it. ”

"If you refine rare metals, will Dark Xuan be able to absorb power?" As soon as the tip of the sword arrived, Ning Yue couldn't help but ask again. The purpose of refining the spiritual weapon blade is to absorb the spiritual power injected into it during the refining process, and the potential of the material itself is also stimulated by the forging process.

In response, the sword spirit smiled, "Master, don't forget, the dark Xuan itself is forged from extremely rare metal. Just a certain metal material, Dark Xuan's refining can extract the most essence of it, which can be used to strengthen its own edge. The current control is not enough, and when this power is more mature, it may be that the master can use the dark Xuan as a refining tool or refining medicine, process the materials in advance, and purify the purest part of the metal or elixir. ”

"Alright, let's do it."

Ning Yue nodded, his eyes closed, and the Xuan Power in his palm was injected into the hilt of the sword.

In the next moment, a circle of faint ripples rippled at the tip of the Dark Xuan Sword, and the metal scroll it was holding against was gradually dissolving at a degree visible to the naked eye, and the invisible force quickly devoured it.

After a while, all that remained on the ground was a dark gray scroll shape, which was melted into powder and dissipated into nothingness with a breeze stroke.

"Sword Spirit, how's it going?" Ning Yue hurriedly asked, in fact, he was gambling in his heart, betting that this scroll itself still contained some kind of secret.

At the level of spiritual martial arts, the method of cultivation is not only limited to the records of graphics or words, but also some relatively high-grade martial arts scrolls, which are likely to be left by the makers with a few traces of mysterious power and aura, giving those who are destined to obtain more opportunities.

For example, the scroll of the Flame Punishment Sword that he had received from Chifeng before, there was still a little bit of fire elemental aura in it. And this scroll of the Heavenly Lock Seal is of a higher grade, and the material made of the scroll itself is still very unusual, which has to make him suspicious.

In particular, the loss of the third step of cultivation is not like the scroll being broken and mutilated and lost, but the record of this scroll was left here when it was made. So, where does that part of the record go?

Sure enough, there was a hint of a secret smile in the sword spirit's voice when he replied.

"Presumably, the master also sensed that there might be some different secrets hidden in this scroll, right?"

"In other words, the cultivation method of the third step is hidden in the scroll?"

The corners of Ning Yue's mouth were slightly raised, and his left hand subconsciously clenched his fist and trembled, secretly excited in his heart.

However, Sword Spirit's next words seemed to pour cold water on his enthusiasm.

"If that's what the owner was expecting, I'm afraid not. Due to the special material, this scroll was infused with a few traces of mystic power during refining, and some additional content was recorded. Judging from the above, it was originally intended that the cultivator had practiced the second step of this Heavenly Lock Seal, and used the power of the breaking attack to break the scroll to obtain it. Unexpectedly, the master knew the hidden content in advance by mistake through the power of Dark Xuan. ”

In the illusory space, the sword spirit looked at the columns of translucent words suspended in front of her, and at the end of the brush she raised her hand was dozens of figures, examples of the graphics of the cultivation of the Heavenly Lock Seal. And those graphics are not static, but dancing, as if the creator of this martial arts is demonstrating.

"So, what's hidden?" Ning Yue couldn't help asking.

The sword spirit replied: "Another higher-level martial art, a low-level martial art that can only be cultivated based on the Heavenly Lock Seal, is called ......."

"What's the name? Can you stop saying only half of the sentence and whet people's appetites? ”

After waiting for a long time, Ning Yue didn't hear the sword spirit finish speaking, so he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart and took the initiative to ask.

After a moment of silence, the sword spirit shook his head and replied: "It may be that the age is too old, or it may be that a certain part of the scroll was directly damaged by dark refining and refinement, and the cultivation method is still complete, but the name is here...... Crippled. ”

"No name?"

Ning Yue was speechless for a while, but the excitement in his heart far outweighed the disappointment that was not worth mentioning at all. The name is just a code name, as long as you can grasp the essentials of martial arts itself, and know the name or not, it doesn't make any difference if you actually use it.

In itself, he was just speculating whether the third part of the Heavenly Lock Seal would be hidden in the scroll, but he didn't expect that after a small disappointment, the harvest would be even greater. Heavenly Rank Martial Arts, even if it is only an inferior level, is far beyond the limit of Spirit Rank Martial Arts. Just thinking about Murong Feiyun's blow that night, the domineering and destruction that looked at the world, if he could control the same power, just thinking about it made his blood boil.

"Thank you, Sword Spirit. You continue to refine the Blood Yuan Pill, and I will continue to cultivate this kind of martial arts. ”

After smiling, Ning Yue put the dark Xuan into the sheath. Now that he knew that after the Heavenly Lock Seal was the foundation, there was also the existence of the Heavenly Rank Martial Arts, compared to the frustration of failing eleven times in a row just now, it was not worth mentioning at all, and he couldn't help but think about trying a few more times.

Even, he was secretly grateful to Sect Master Pang in his heart, and he actually gave him such a big gift.

As for the cultivation method of the Heavenly Lock Seal that had lost the scroll record, it had already been obtained by the Dark Xuan Ancient Sword, and through the power of the sword spirit, it was directly integrated into Ning Yue's mind, and he could read it at will.

At the same moment, in the illusory space inside the sword, the sword spirit stroked his hand, and several translucent words suspended in the void suddenly dimmed and disappeared.

"The Star Emperor seals, a name that I miss so much...... All of this is not arranged by fate? ”

……

After failing five more times, the panting Ning Yue shook his head suddenly, letting the cultivation method that came to mind dissipate, and secretly sighed: "Just with the excitement in my heart, even if I have motivation, I still can't do it." Take your time step by step, and you must not have withdrawn tonight. ”

Forcibly cultivating not only does half the work, but may also lead to going mad, this is not something that must be done now, Ning Yue doesn't want to be strong in this kind of thing without knowing it, and do what he can.

After a short rest, he suddenly heard a slightly noisy sound from outside the house, hurriedly got up with his sword, and walked to the window to look. I saw that in the slightly messy farm, several dragon carts drove into one after another, as well as horse-drawn carriages, and some strong men rode horses to follow.

"It's worthy of the mixed Yuanheji, and the reinforcements made up of mercenaries are really fast enough."

There is no need for him to talk, Xiong Haitai has his own to explain the situation to the visitor. They have a friendship with each other, and communication must be smoother.

The only thing that Ning Yue paid attention to was Jasmine who took it over according to his instructions, and after getting out of the car, the other party's expression was not quite right, and he immediately rushed to Xiong Haitai, who seemed to be here, and asked what these were.

Without thinking too much, Ning Yue opened the window and jumped, fell directly to the ground, and strode towards Jasmine.

At the same time, Jasmine also saw him, but she glanced at the shadow behind a house that was not far away.