When Lin Chenxing stepped in, the five stone tablets suddenly emitted a dazzling brilliance, but they were only confined to a radius of ten zhang, and did not reveal the slightest, which was extremely weird.

At the same time, a message appeared in Lin Chenxing's consciousness, not a voice, nor a word, just a message.

"If you comprehend the 'Little Five Elements Sword Technique' within three hours, you will be eligible to obtain the Buddha-figure inheritance."

"Is the ancient style of cultivation inherited? Why do you want to comprehend swordsmanship? ”

With a hint of doubt, Lin Chenxing's gaze swept to the five stone tablets surrounding him, and at this time, the five-color brilliance converged, rendering the stone tablets into five different colors and turning them into five elements.

Green is wood;

Red is fire;

Yellow is earth

White is gold;

Black is water;

The five stone tablets are engraved with nine sword moves, which look mediocre, and there is no exertion or mantra to urge the true yuan.

"This is the 'Little Five Elements Swordsmanship'? It doesn't seem to be a mystery."

Lin Chenxing quickly swept it, and he was puzzled.

"Let's practice first!"

According to the prompt, he only had three hours to spare, and there was no effort to delay, so Lin Chenxing quickly made a decision.

Randomly choosing the sword move of the cyan stone stele, Lin Chenxing immediately moved

These nine-style sword moves didn't look complicated, and there was no mental formula, so he just swept it and remembered it in his heart.

It's just that this move has changed again!

"My True Yuan has been sealed?"

"The rudiments of true intent can't be triggered, and what's going on with this terrifying blocking force?"

With a swing of the sword, Lin Chenxing immediately stopped, this is everything has returned to normal, and the true yuan in the body has no effect.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Chenxing found that the 'armor' he was wearing was also completely imprisoned at that moment just now, and it was directly pressed back into his body, and he didn't reappear until he stopped moving.

"It seems that this is the problem!" Lin Chenxing somewhat understood the reason why Liu Feibai had been delaying here.

If he guessed correctly, Liu Feibai's 'colonial suit' should also be suppressed, so with Liu Feibai's physique, I am afraid that he will not be able to swing a few swords at all.

However, what Lin Chenxing didn't know was that he really guessed wrong!

After Liu Feibai entered the circle, he moved, although the 'colony' was imprisoned, he was not wielding a sword, but a fist.

Because, Liu Feibai got the hint that he should be able to master the 'Little Five Elements Boxing Method' in three hours!

It's a pity that this secret, with Liu Feibai's death, has become a secret that no one knows.

Not to mention this for the time being, Lin Chenxing is still exploring the mysteries here.

As for the area that leaves the stone monument, will it lose that blockage?

He thinks there is a high probability that it will, otherwise why use a stone tablet to circle it?

But he can roughly guess that out of the circle, I am afraid it is impossible to comprehend the true mystery of this set of 'Little Five Elements Swordsmanship', for the same reason.

Moreover, except for that strange resistance, just looking at the sword moves engraved on the stone tablet, there is no miracle at all.

But after all, this is just speculation, and practice makes sense.

"Go out and try it?"

If you want to do it, Lin Chenxing moved and left the area surrounded by the stone monument directly.

Suddenly, the brilliance dissipated, and the five stone tablets instantly returned to their original appearance, and even the sword moves disappeared without a trace.

"Try again!"

Retracting his gaze, Lin Chenxing raised his hand and was about to draw his sword, but he suddenly stopped, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then turned into horror.

"How come I can't remember those sword moves at all?"

Lin Chenxing's sword swung out, frozen in mid-air, his heart like a stormy wave.

Not only that, Lin Chenxing found that his memory of stepping into the area surrounded by the stone tablet was gradually blurring, and even the name 'Little Five Elements Swordsmanship' seemed to have become a distant memory.

"I'm afraid I'll forget the name completely after a while, right?" Cold sweat trickled down Lin Chenxing's forehead.

This kind of silent means of influencing memory, in addition to the reincarnation space, this is the first time he has encountered it.

Thinking about the previous prompt again, Lin Chenxing's pupils shrank suddenly, maybe others didn't feel the problem in this yet, but he knew it very clearly.

The prompt information of the reincarnation divine seal, as well as the moisturizing things of the inheritance of martial arts and martial arts, are silent

When the 'Qingyang Sword Codex' was inherited from the ancestor statue, and the 'Qingyang Nine Swords' was taught by the Qingyang Venerable, the stiffness and tingling of the information flow into my brain

And the way that message just appeared

There are some things that don't feel like anything without comparison, but once there is a comparison, then the judgment is made.

"What kind of realm have the predecessors who left this inheritance reach?"

"With such a strong existence and a legacy left behind, why can't you see any guardians or levels?"

"Is it that time is too long ago and it has all failed?"

"That's not right! Maybe for this senior, there is no need for any level, the inheritance is here, and if he can't pass the test, no one can take it away, this is his self-confidence! ”

Call~

With a gentle exhalation, Lin Chenxing settled down, and once again stepped into the stone tablet without hesitation.

The message appeared silently in his consciousness again.

Then, the five-colored light rose again, and the sword moves appeared from the stone tablet again.

Re-observing the stone tablet sword moves, without hesitation, Lin Chenxing held the sword in his hand and slowly swung out the first sword.

At this moment, the true yuan in his body was silent, the 'A' was banned, and he couldn't even feel the slightest hint of the rudimentary form of true intent, only the strength of his body cultivation that was not inferior to the Blood Pill Realm was still there.

"I don't know if the blood gang of today's physical cultivation will be suppressed"

This was the last thought, and after that, Lin Chenxing didn't have any distracting thoughts, and his mind completely sank into the seemingly ordinary sword moves of the nine styles.

In the dark, there seemed to be some kind of strange power that enveloped Lin Chenxing, restrained his limbs, and restrained his sword.

The Qingyuan Sword, which weighed only more than two hundred catties, seemed to have turned into a huge mountain at this moment, so that every time he made a sword, he had to do his best to ensure that the sword moves would not be mistaken and out of shape.

One move and one style, Lin Chenxing perfectly reproduced the sword moves of the stone tablet.

Originally, this is not difficult for any martial artist with a little foundation, but if that strange binding force is added, it will be different, and the gap between the periods is like a difference between clouds and mud.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down Lin Chenxing's forehead, he hadn't tasted this for a long time.

"And the last sword!"

The calf exerted force, the waist twisted, and the big arm was driven, and a sword slashed out like the sky.

It was obviously a simple sword, and it didn't have too complicated strength skills, but this sword consumed most of Lin Chenxing's physical strength, and it was even more tiring than fighting with people for a few days and nights.

Airplanes~

When the last sword was slashed, the cyan stone tablet suddenly let out a slight sound.

The next moment, the stone tablet was blue, and the originally rigid nine-style swordsmanship suddenly became active.

The nine figures outlined by simple lines seemed to be infused with life and soul, turning into living people, and the sword in their hands seemed to have turned into a towering giant sword, and swung it as they swung it.

"This is the real swordsmanship?"

Lin Chenxing was shocked in his heart, he didn't dare to delay, he hurriedly gathered his mind, and stared at the nine figures of the cyan stone tablet with all his attention, distracted by the nine uses, for fear of missing any action.

Ten breaths later, the blue light converged, and the nine figures solidified into nine simple line figures again, which were engraved on the stone tablet.

Lin Chenxing closed his eyes.

Time passed little by little, and a full quarter of an hour later, Lin Chenxing's eyes opened, and in the depths of his pupils, there seemed to be a figure dancing with a sword, and it gradually faded away after two breaths.

"It turns out that this is the real swordsmanship! The previous nine-style swordsmanship was just a key. ”

With a low murmur in his mouth, a gleam flashed in Lin Chenxing's eyes, and the next moment, he moved again.

The nine-style sword move is just a key, an introduction, and the swordsmanship of this cyan stone tablet is actually eighty-one!

Each movement has its own mysteries, which are very different from ordinary swordsmanship, and it seems that there is no power to kill the enemy.

In the past quarter of an hour, Lin Chenxing had already practiced several times in his mind, and he had already memorized all the sword moves, and now he only needed to practice according to his own understanding.