Chapter Twenty-Three: Nine Swords of Destruction
When he came to the treasure pavilion again, the white-haired old man sitting at the door saw him go and return, a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say much, but just reminded: "You have been on it for half an hour before, and there is still half an hour left today, when the time is up, come out by yourself!"
"Yes!" Ling Zhi replied, turning to enter the Treasure Pavilion.
There are many yellow-level martial arts on the first and second floors of the Treasure Pavilion, and even a small number of Xuan-level martial arts are placed, because now he still has the cultivation of the foundation building period, Ling Zhi is not ready to practice these low-level martial arts techniques for the time being, but exclusively for martial arts.
"I'm using a blood-drinking mad knife, although it doesn't matter if I use other weapons, but this knife has followed me for many years, and I'm used to using it, it's best to choose a sword martial art!"
With a secret calculation in his heart, Ling Zhi immediately let go of his divine sense and swept through all the exercises on the floor one by one. He knew that as long as he didn't probe his divine sense into the third floor and go up, on this second floor, his divine sense could still be used casually, and it would save time and energy more than seeing it with his eyes.
"The ultimate finger of the drum is suitable for those who practice music and martial arts!"
"Iron Bone Neon Fist, Yellow-level Exercises, after cultivation, the muscles and bones of the body can be turned into steel and iron bones, and the cultivation of martial artists who practice can increase their own strength by one thousand to five thousand stones. β
"Cold Ice Sword Codex, Xuan-level exercises, suitable for the cultivation of ice-cold martial artists......"
Ling Zhi's divine sense swept through the book of martial arts, and only looked at the general introduction, among which there were many powerful and high-level martial arts, but I always felt a little less interesting.
As a human being in two lives, of course Ling Zhi knows that the level of martial arts does not necessarily need to be strong, and the one who suits him is the most powerful.
"Huh?"
At this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he stepped forward, and he had come to a bookshelf, looking at a thin ancient scroll in front of him with bright eyes.
"Destroy the Nine Blades! Created by the first sword master of the Great Xia Dynasty in the past, Dugu Annihilated the World, with no tricks to win with no moves, kill the enemy, defeat the heroes, and fight the invincible opponents all over the world. One knife out, the ghost is frightened, and he wants an opponent to let himself defend a move but can't get it!"
Domineering!
In his life, he didn't even meet an opponent who could make him block a move, whether the other party was bragging or not, just a profile, he had already seen Ling Zhi's blood boiling, and he immediately picked up the thin scroll and carefully turned the first page.
The gist of the Nine Swords of Destruction:
One knife breaks ten thousand methods, which are divided into three types, namely breaking soldiers, breaking palms, and breaking gas!
Cultivators must have an astonishing and brilliant understanding, from low to high, and are divided into three realms, one: only attacking but not defending, brave and diligent, and treating the world as nothing.
It sounds arrogant, but it's not stupid and bold that doesn't know whether to live or die, but the heart of a strong man, everything is inferior, and only I have the domineering will to respect it.
The second weight: only defend and not attack: he is strong, the wind blows the hills, he is crazy and he is crazy, and the bright moon shines on the river!
This is important, the same emphasis is on the mind, no sorrow and no joy, and it is not a simple defense, but the world is big, no one can hurt themselves, defense is also attack, attack is also receiving!
It is said that cultivating to the third realm, it is almost almost a trick to win, there is no knife in the hand, there is a knife in the heart, a thought is born, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the law does not exist!
It sounds overbearing, but unfortunately, this "Nine Swords of Destruction" is a yellow-level martial art placed on the first and second floors for outer disciples to learn after all, and what makes Ling Zhi a little speechless is that the entire sword technique can only be cultivated to the first level, only attacking and not defending, from the second level onwards, whether it is the mental martial arts, they are all missing.
But even so, Ling Zhi decided to choose this one. Whether it is a past life or a present life, Ling Zhi has actually developed a habit of not liking skills, so he is so brute force to break the sky.
This is the first weight of the Nine Swords, only attacking and not defending, which is tantamount to fitting his mind, and after cultivation, he can also break all the weapons and techniques in the world, it is strange that he does not cultivate.
"Huh, you choose this one?"
When he saw the "Breaking Nine Swords" technique that Ling Zhi placed in front of him, the old man at the door showed deep surprise in his eyes.
"What's the matter, senior, can't you borrow this exercise?" Ling Zhi was stunned.
"Of course you can, in fact, strictly speaking, this exercise can never be assessed by the yellow level, and it has even surpassed many ground-level martial arts, but it is incomplete, and it has extremely high requirements for the cultivator's comprehension.
I'm not afraid to tell you that in the history of the Luoxia Sect, there have been countless disciples who have chosen to cultivate, but the final result is not only that there is no achievement at all, but in the end, many people have gone mad and become wasters!"
Speaking of this, the old man glanced at Ling Zhi solemnly, "Although the sect did not say that disciples are not allowed to cultivate, but I personally suggest that you better choose another book, and don't be fooled by those false words on the martial arts profile." β
"So there are so many doorways in it!"
After listening to the old man's story, Ling Zhi's eyes narrowed slightly, but at the same time, he also aroused the blood in his chest, and then he said to the old man without hesitation: "Seniors help register, and the disciples will choose him!"
Seeing that Ling Zhi insisted on going his own way, the old man didn't want to say anything else, but looked at Ling Zhi's gaze with a little more regret, "Okay, within a month, no matter whether you can cultivate it or not, this martial art must be returned!"
"Thank you seniors for your advice, disciple farewell!" Ling Zhi said, bowing deeply to the old man, and then turned around and left with the skill trick.
"Another self-confident madman!" Hey, that's it, I've already said what I should say, it's because he doesn't listen to persuasion, but it's no wonder that the old man ...... me" Looking at the direction where Ling Zhi left, the old man sighed.
......
Luoxia Sect Outer Mountain, the top of a giant peak with clouds.
On the towering rocks, I saw a white cloth fluttering, holding a snow-bright long knife, back and forth between strange rocks and strange stones, peaks and peaks, constantly moving vertically and horizontally, sometimes swinging a knife, bursting out with a loud sound.
Suddenly, but the figure suddenly withdrew his sword and stood proudly on a sword-shaped strange stone, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was contemplating. Suddenly, when his eyelids opened, a ray of essence burst out like lightning, and then he saw him holding the knife in both hands, aiming at the void in front of him and gently slashing.
Boom!
A red and piercing sword light appeared, and in front of the sword light, on a towering stone forest, there was a colorful snake coiling, staring at the speeding sword light with cold eyes.
The colorful snake is shaped like a mountain, with two horns on its head, a face like a grinding plate, and a colorful scale armor, which is a demon beast that has reached the rear level of the Xuan level
Suddenly, the sword light approached, and the originally normal knife suddenly burst into a dazzling brilliance like the scorching sun, and in the moment before it was about to slash the head of the colorful big snake, it suddenly accelerated, dragging a curved arc in the void, and instantly slashed at the bulge of the big snake's back.
Thundered!
The earth-shattering explosion sounded, and the colorful snake that was originally entangled in the stone forest turned into powder because of this knife, and the blood rain splashed all over the sky, dyeing the void with a layer of red.
"I see!"
Looking at the big snake that turned into powder in front of him, Ling Zhi pursed his lips, and a hint of realization flashed on his face.
This was already the fifteenth day of his cultivation of the Nine Swords of Destruction. For half a month, he has been rain or shine, except for the time for eating and resting, all of which have been used on this skill.
Originally, he thought that no matter how rebellious this skill was, it was only the first level, and with his cultivation in the foundation building period, it would not be difficult to refine it.
It wasn't until after cultivation that he realized how naΓ―ve his thoughts were.
It is not so much the essence of the sword practice as the strength of the soul!
It seems that there is only one move to break the army, but in fact, it implies all kinds of changes, not a simple knife, but two lives and three, three lives and all things, and the almost endless sword momentum is implied in it. Completely relying on the endless changing knife momentum, the enemy is expected to take the lead and kill the enemy with one move.
Just like the colorful snake just now, if it was before learning to destroy the Nine Swords, with the scale armor of that evil animal, even if Ling Zhi could kill the other party with a single sword, he would never be able to split it into blood rain powder.
But because he correctly comprehended the true meaning of destroying the first potential of the Nine Swords and the Breaking Soldier Style, in the moment of the sword, with the infinite changes in the sword light, Ling Zhi naturally judged that the most important place in the entire big snake was not the head, nor the so-called seven-inch place, but the cartilage that bulged behind it.
This is a one-shot achievement, and the power is endless.
It's no wonder that many people in the past have to go crazy in the end when they cultivate this sword technique, if Ling Zhi didn't come from the cultivation realm, he was already a foundation building stage cultivator, and his soul was strong, just the endless changes and extensions contained in a single sword move would already make him physically and mentally exhausted and messy.
After all, Ling Zhi was not an outsider, and Half Moon's cultivation, especially the existence of divine consciousness, helped him a lot, allowing him to gradually grasp some of the gist of the first weight.
When he was cultivating, he tried to cut his divine consciousness into many parts, and attached each one to the sword light that he swung, and endured the unimaginable pain of cutting his heart and skin from others. Finally, just now, he made him refine the first and first momentum on "Breaking the Nine Swords", the Breaking Soldier Style.
This also means that from now on, anyone holding any weapon, as long as Ling Zhi uses this move, the other party basically has no power to fight back.
Of course, this is not absolute, no matter anywhere, in any world, absolute power can crush everything, Ling Zhi's so-called soldier-breaking style is probably able to bully and bully people of the same level, or a little higher than himself by one or two small realms. No matter how high it is, it still depends on its own martial arts and the number of true elements.
Approximately, if you can refine the second form of the Nine Swords of Destruction, the Broken Palm Style, or the third Form, the Breaking Qi Style, you may be able to ignore the other party's realm and the thickness of the True Yuan Hun.
"The Nine Swords of Destruction have been refined into the first potential, and it is unrealistic to refine them in a short period of time, and the cultivation of the martial arts, because of the hard and continuous cultivation in the past half a month, has been promoted from the fifth level of the Huangwu Realm to the sixth level of the Huangwu Realm, but the cultivation realm is still stuck in the foundation building period.
Although I don't know if there is a thunder tribulation in this world for the time being, and whether I can advance to the Jindan stage in the future, but the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao, which focuses on the persistence accumulated over time, cannot be broken!"
Punched himself a clear water recipe casually, washed away the dust, and took out a set of clothes from the Sumeru ring to change into, Ling Zhi looked into the distance, trying to find a place with abundant aura nearby.
Because it belongs to the practice of cultivating the truth, the "Natural Formula" attaches great importance to the absorption of aura. Of course, it would be best if there was a direct supply of spirit stones, but now that the conditions do not allow it, there is only the most primitive method, absorbing the scattered heaven and earth spiritual energy between heaven and earth for spitting and cultivating.
Half an hour later, Ling Zhi had already left the peak of the previous cultivation of the Nine Swords, and then came to the foot of a more verdant and towering mountain.
"This mountain, although the aura of the cultivation realm is much thinner than that of the previous life, but it is extremely thick than where I was before, if I can breathe and breathe on it, it will definitely be of great help to my cultivation realm!"
Standing at the foot of a mountain, Ling Zhi's divine sense was released, and he immediately looked at a mountain peak with exceptionally lush trees and galloped away. The top of that mountain peak is not deserted, it seems that there are other people cultivating in it, but it doesn't matter, the mountain peak is huge, and if there is one more person, the impact should not be great.
"Huh, I'm not mistaken, right? Someone seems to have gone up the mountain from here!"
Indeed, looking at the clothes on his body, it seems that he is still an outer disciple. β
"What did you say, Outer Disciple? Isn't that looking for death? Doesn't he know that this mountain peak is the exclusive cultivation ground of Senior Sister Wuxin?"
"Hahaha, look at that kid's realm is not high, it should be just getting started, maybe he doesn't understand the rules, there is a good show to watch now, Senior Sister Wuxin is most jealous of others going to her to disturb her cultivation, let's not go, let's see how this kid ends up in a while, hahaha......"
Not long after Ling Zhi had just climbed towards the mountain, some of the disciples of the Luoxia Sect below saw this scene and began to discuss, many of them had schadenfreude on their faces, as if they wished that Ling Zhi would be repaired.