33. The sword intent is beginning to come true

"It's terrible!" asked Chuanting to recall the battle at that time, his indescribable heart was surging, and he imagined the bone demon as himself, with four chains tied to his body, and the eight ends were stabbed out leisurely, shuttling through the air, harvesting the demon beasts in the crowd, "If there is no rolling demonic energy, it will be perfect, and the immortal will be in the dust, and the disaster will be relieved." However, I haven't seen him in the past few years, and his ability has increased too much, which makes me wonder if he has crossed the realm of Dazun. ”

Wen Chuanting shook his head, still didn't believe that the bone demon had crossed the realm of the Great Venerable in his heart, "If he crosses, he won't fight against that thunder lion, and he will be completely crushed all the way." Based on the cultivation of the pavilion master, the Thunder Lion is stronger than the Pavilion Master, and the Bone Demon is stronger than the Thunder Lion, but it cannot reach the realm of surpassing the Great Venerable. “

"Hiss!" asked Chuanting to take a breath of confusion, "Since the cultivation has not exceeded too much, why is facing centipedes, red tigers, and feathered snakes like chopping melons and vegetables? Are they too weak in cultivation and too strong in bone demons? Or did they deliberately release water to confuse the pavilion master when they fought against the Thunder Lion?"

"Don't want to attract too much attention?" asked Chuanting frowned, "almost slaughtering the entire demon clan besieging the Sword Pavilion, such a high profile, it doesn't look like you want to be a low-key person!"

Asking Chuanting couldn't figure it out, the pavilion master also couldn't figure it out, but he didn't have time to think about it at that time, and the pavilion master was already shocked by the cruel methods of the bone demon. Thinking about it later, the speculation in my heart lingered, "He is using practical actions to deter me and shock the Sword Pavilion?!"

The Bone Demon was indeed intimidating the Pavilion Master, and at that time, he was the only one who saw his true body, and he wanted to take care of Wen Chuanting through the Pavilion Master's care of Mo Mu and the others, so he had to make a gesture. Who would have thought that the eight chains were wrapped in demonic energy, wantonly killing the demon clan, and facing the three-headed demon beast of the Dazun realm, he was tired like a dead dog, fortunately, every time he killed and devoured a demon beast, the demonic qi grew by a point, and the power that was fed back made him persevere, otherwise he would have to show his stuffing.

Wen Chuanting's fingers slid over the animal skin roll, and he gave up if he couldn't figure it out, and his eyes returned to the animal skin roll in his hand again.

Ben Thunder Sword, this is the name of the exercise contained on the animal skin scroll, the name seems to be domineering, but in fact this is a low-level swordsmanship, which can be regarded as the entry level of the Sword Pavilion. This sword technique is very common in the Sword Pavilion and can be practiced by everyone.

"If the sword rushes to thunder, it is as fast as lightning!hmph!" asked Chuanting to pout, casually throwing aside the sword book he had read, "It would be nice if we could follow Uncle Mu and Uncle Mo into the library pavilion." ”

The lack of people's hearts and the swallowing of elephants refers to asking the way it is now. It's good to have a sword book to read, but fortunately, Gao Yuanyuan wants to follow him into the library pavilion? Not a disciple of the Sword Sect, where can he have this permission. If it weren't for the fact that the second daughter of Mo Mu is now rising and is valued by the pavilion master, where would he have the share of swordsmanship.

"Killing the enemy is meritorious, the pavilion master values it?" asked Chuanting to pout, "Where is there such a good thing, the battlefield is chaotic, everyone is risking their lives to kill the enemy, everyone has the credit, why did you choose these two stupid girls? I really believe it!?"

"There is a big pie falling from the sky, and if you don't smash it, you will have a paste on your face! There must be something greasy in this!" asked Chuanting dragging his cheeks in thought, "It must be true that the pavilion master values it, and it must be true that it has something to do with the arrival of the deity." ”

"The deity doesn't pay attention to these messy things, if it's possible, it must be related to the bone demon!"

"Yes, I know that the bone demon will not be untargeted, and it must be to reach some deal with the pavilion master, otherwise it will not let Mo Mu, the two rootless stupid girls, benefit. ”

"Sins and sins, how can you call your uncle a stupid girl?!" asked Chuanting pursed his lips and felt amused at his thoughts, "Fortunately, their pavilion master values it and gets benefits, otherwise where would I be able to access these exercises." ”

Wen Chuanting shook his head, his eyes involuntarily aimed to the side, and a few animal skin scrolls were scattered on the ground, if you looked at them one by one, you would know that these were the low-level swordsmanship of the Sword Pavilion, and there were more than a dozen. "It's still a bone demon, follow the deity, and your cultivation can progress at any time. Like me, if you want to do this exercise, you have to rely on nepotism. ”

"It's good to have it!" sighed again in his heart, cleaned up his feelings, and asked Chuanting to lie on the ground with his small body, picking up the animal skins that recorded the swordsmanship one by one, stacking them neatly, and the messy ground was instantly much cleaner.

"Ben Thunder Sword, White Snow Sword, Flying Floc Sword, Fallen Leaf Sword, Meteor Sword, Songshan Stone Sword, Afterimage Sword, Spring Rain Sword, Soft Cloud Sword, Qingfeng Sword, Rock Sword, Smoke and Rain Sword. The one-foot-long short sword rotates at will in the small hand of Wen Chuanting, with the flow of every swordsmanship in his heart, the moves in his hand change, or the majestic atmosphere, or the ghostly atmosphere, or like the spring rain, or like the breeze, one swordsmanship is finished, and the other is quickly connected, the connection between swordsmanship and swordsmanship, random and natural, as if it was originally a kind of swordsmanship.

The basic moves of splitting, slashing, intercepting, teasing, picking, hooking, and stabbing are repeated many times in each sword technique, piercing, wiping, sweeping, pointing, collapsing, hanging, clouding, or interspersed among them, and randomly combining them to form these twelve sword techniques. These twelve kinds of swordsmanship are used in Q Chuan, each with a different feeling, giving people a different feeling.

"Low-level swordsmanship is low-level swordsmanship!" After the twelve swordsmanship were finished, the last move was used, and the short sword flew with his hand, deeply piercing into the wall, leaving only the hilt of the sword outside, "There are many basic moves, the moves are simple, and the pitiful ones with few artistic conceptions are carried." ”

"Hey, I'm done!" asked Chuanting very helplessly. I don't know if the moves are too simple or he is a genius, the swordsmanship is in his hands, as long as he looks at it and plays it twice, he can understand it, and the moves he uses are beautiful and natural, as if he has been invading the sword for decades.

"Swordsmanship is low-level, but it is the best swordsmanship for practicing basic skills. Siyu's voice quietly came out, echoing softly in the sea of questions.

"I know!" asked Chuanting replied with a muffled snort, pulled the sword off the wall, danced a sword flower, and lifted it upwards with his hand, "The basic moves are very standardized, right?!"

Ignoring Wen Chuanting's smugness, Siyu continued, "Everyone practices swords, they have been tempered thousands of times, and how many times has Xiaochuan practiced? ”

"Others can only be proficient in sword practice for a year or two, but I practice sword for a month, and the twelve swordsmanship is as good as I want, and even the Diyuan sword can play two moves. "I was chattering in my heart, my hand was non-stop, the sword was pointing downward, slowly leading up, a thick artistic conception appeared, and the slightest dust under the sun fell down in an instant, "Practice the sword and practice the sword, and the emphasis is not heavy! If you strictly follow the sword spectrum, the highest degree is only equivalent to the height of the sword spectrum, and you can't get out of the barrier." ”

"But there is always an existence where the blue is better than the blue!" Siyu was silent for a long time before he spoke. asked Chuanting for a theory, which made Siyu agree with it, but he felt that something was wrong.

"Hehe, how many are there from the blue?" asked Chuan Ting with a chuckle, "Of course, there are even fewer people like me." Just like this spring rain sword, spring is scarce, and the rain is soft, if so, look at it again!"

Spring is lingering, the drizzle is silent, the short sword dances softly, and the hidden killing machine is hidden!