Chapter Twenty-Five: The Thunder Knife

"The real ghost thing is composed of the power of the yin soul, and it can only be consumed by internal power to wear it out, but obviously the improvement of internal power requires water grinding effort, and even the total amount of internal qi of the transformation master cannot consume those ghost things."

"Besides, even if the master of the inner family has reached the realm of transformation, he is old and weak, and his qi and blood are already weak, and he may even have to support his daily actions with his internal qi, so that his strength can be maintained at the peak."

Ye Cheng's eyes flashed with a thoughtful look, condensing, transformation is the two thresholds of the inner family, and the pinnacle of the mundane is just transformation.

But this world must have the power to balance ghosts, otherwise this world would have been swallowed up by those fierce ghosts.

"According to the situation I saw that night, that black cloud ghost thing should be a real ghost thing, and the man in blue on the opposite side obviously used something similar to a talisman and turned a talisman into a sword to destroy that ghost thing."

"Then why doesn't this world teach the art of talisman seals, even if it's just the most superficial part, and let the people have the power to protect themselves"

Although in ancient times, mystical knowledge was power, and the world's top forces, such as the Great Spirit Dynasty, had mastered the methods of dealing with demons and ghosts, but just passing on a little superficial knowledge would not matter to their rule at all, and the strength of the entire race could be greatly enhanced, but why didn't they do it.

"Is the ruler too short-sighted, or is there some kind of restriction on the use of this talisman technique?" he remembered the blood mist that the blue-clothed man had sprayed on the talisman.

There was too little information at hand, he couldn't draw conclusions at all, his head swelled with pain, and he shook it hard, and then he came to his senses.

"According to the progress of ordinary people, they naturally can't accumulate the power that can be consumed against ghosts, but I am different from them, one internal force can't offset ghosts, then ten or twenty doors, as long as the small frame is in hand, sooner or later I can reach the level of fighting ghosts."

Ye Cheng's eyes flashed with cold light, he picked up the booklet on the ground and walked back, in the current situation, accumulating martial arts is the top priority.

The pine crane was in the center, and Ye Cheng opened the booklet made of animal skins, the paper was yellowed, it should have been some years.

"Thunder Knife"

Three ancient seal characters silver hook iron paintings, floating on the cover.

Ye Cheng opened the cover, and it was densely filled with annotations, where to exert force, where it was easy to make mistakes, and hurt the meridians, almost with a sentence of notes annotated next to the knife trick

"It is worthy of being a big clan that has been inherited for many years, and this exercise alone is enough to suppress one party"

There are not many knife moves, Ye Cheng quickly wrote them down after reading them, and at the end, he found that he still remembered the knife technique of the wind chasing knife, although Ye Cheng had already practiced to Dacheng, but after some checking, he also gained a lot.

"Hmm, the two sword techniques have the same origin, they are originally one sword move, but when the Ye family got it, they had already lost the general outline, and they could only be turned into two martial arts."

Ye Cheng's eyes fell on the last few lines of small characters, and there were still two fragments behind those lines, but there were few words that could be seen with a smoky trace.

"No matter, let's practice this Thunder Knife to the beginning first."

In the courtyard, Ye Cheng stood with a knife in his hand, and slowly displayed the knife technique of the Thunder Knife.

At first, the knife moves were extremely incoherent, and the sword momentum was broken after a few swings.

Time passes, an hour, two hours......

The practice clothes on Ye Cheng's body were already wet with sweat, but his knife moves had become more and more skillful, and the knife posture was connected up and down to form a whole.

"Drink"

Ye Cheng exhaled and let out a sound, and swung the knife shadow in all directions, the knife shadow was horizontal left and right, and the whole person seemed to be covered in a silver ball.

The biggest feature of the Ben Thunder Knife is that it is fast, fast to the extreme, others make a knife, you make two knives, others make two knives, you make four knives, the moves are wide open and closed, and there is no defensive knife move at all.

Ye Cheng's eyes have been staring at the small frame of Beiling, and with the slash just now, under the column of martial arts in the small frame, there is finally an extra line of small characters

"Thunder Knife (Starter)"

Ye Chang breathed a sigh of relief, didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly put a little plus on the Benlei Knife, and suddenly, the Benlei Knife, which originally showed the entrance, suddenly became the first layer.

"2 points were used"

Ye Cheng grinned, Ben Thunder Knife entered the first layer, and he felt a tingling in his palm and shoulder joints, as if bones were growing again

"Adjusting the muscles of the body so that the body is suitable for exerting force, this is the process of lifting, and Xuanyang's internal qi also has a lot of consumption."

"In addition to the source point, the external power of martial arts also consumes the power of internal power to obtain improvement energy"

Ye Cheng had already vaguely figured out the way of the promotion of the Beiling small frame.

"Come Again"

The tingling sensation in his body dissipated, and Ye Cheng continued to go to the plus point behind the Ben Thunder Knife, since the source point was sufficient, then take advantage of the situation to the top.

With a finger, a tingling sensation that was several times stronger than just now hit the whole body, and the Ben Thunder Knife was promoted to Dacheng, this time it was a transformation of the whole body, so that Ye Cheng's body was more suitable for the power of the Ben Thunder Knife.

Originally, this kind of change could only be achieved under the accumulation of knife practice, but with the help of Bei Ling, with just half a cup of tea, Ye Cheng's body completed the transformation

"Thunder Knife (Dasei)"

The handwriting of the small box of Beiling stopped changing, and the source point was reduced by 5 points at once.

Ye Cheng picked up the long knife next to him, and practiced Dacheng's Thunder Knife in the courtyard.

The shadow of the Dao Dao knife flashed, and only a silver light could be seen, and the speed of the knife was extremely fast, accompanied by a roar like thunder.

"Ben Lei"

The shadow of the knife dispersed, and Ye Cheng slashed to the ground, and a lightning-like white light quickly slashed through the air

Thundered

The smoke cleared, and a crack half a meter deep in the ground emerged, and cobweb-like cracks stretched densely along the edge of the crack.

"It's more than twice as powerful as the Wind Slashing Knife, and this is still without superimposing Xuanyang's internal qi."

Ye Cheng was excited in his heart, he mastered a sword move again, and his survivability was also improved here, although the pure knife move was ineffective against ghosts, but it would also increase its power when combined with Xuanyang's internal qi.

"In the final analysis, martial arts is the way to use internal qi, some people can only use one point of power for one point, but some people can use three or even five points of effect, just like a lever, and martial arts is the lever of internal force"

This truth is very simple, but it is also extremely difficult for a martial art to reach the transformation realm, just like Ye Lian, I am afraid that he is also the Wind Chasing Knife to Dacheng, and the Thunder Knife is still a little bit behind.

"With the small frame of the Northern Spirit, I will be able to reach the level of the power of the ghost sooner or later"

Ye Cheng said secretly in his heart.

After bathing, Ye Shan came over and sent five thousand taels of silver to Ye Cheng, his attitude was much more respectful than before, last time it was because of Ye Cheng's identity, and this time it was real awe

He looked at the young man with a beautiful face in front of him with some complexity, compared to his peers, he was only a little stronger, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't tell that he was a vicious person who could kill hundreds of people with his hands

"By the way, you go down and collect two things for me, one is a positive drug that is more than a hundred years old, the older the better, and the other is an ancient object unearthed from the tomb, no matter what type it is, as long as it comes out of the tomb, those objects with ghost legends are also collected for me, and the silver will come out of my account"

Ye Shan responded, who in the entire Beining City didn't know that the Ye family was obsessed with ghost legends, and there were fewer jokes, this time it was already normal to just collect some objects.

But thinking of Ye Cheng's strength in killing hundreds of cavalry alone, he vaguely guessed in his heart that maybe the entire Beining City had been deceived by his own young master

"It's terrifying to know how to keep quiet at this age"

Thinking of this, Ye Shan's expression was even more respectful.

Ye Cheng naturally didn't know that this subordinate had so many thoughts in his head, and seeing that his expression was extremely respectful, he obviously took his own affairs to heart, and couldn't help but be a little satisfied

Swinging back Ye Shan, Ye Cheng sorted out his net worth, dug out 9,600 taels, used 3,000 to buy red cloud ginseng, and took out another 5,000 taels here, a total of more than 11,000 taels of silver.

Thinking that the black market was hundreds of taels of silver for a single anonymous invitation, Ye Chen also knew that the 10,000 taels of silver tickets in front of him might not be enough, but it was too late now, and he couldn't raise more silver in just a few days.

"Take one step at a time, first the exercises, then the medicine, Xuanyang Gong is now stagnant, only to search for other exercises first"

There are other channels for medicinal materials to be collected, like the forces of the Ye family and the Feng family, there is still hope, but this exercise is a family secret, and there is nowhere to find it.

Ye Cheng didn't care about other things, he just practiced his knife every day, which made the stewards in the mansion who were ready to watch Ye Cheng's actions disappointed.

Time passed, five days passed in a blink of an eye, and the day of the black market opening finally arrived.