Chapter 37: Breaking the Sky

Looking from the Jingjiang River, which flows steadily, the distant sky is as blue as a wash, and the hills in the distance cannot block the flat grasslands that stretch all the way to tribes and cities. The Terrance grasslands are teemy, savage, and natural, raising cattle and alpaca dee in the endless grasslands, where herders feed the next generation with their milk and flesh. Their great ancestor, Temujin, formed an alliance with the wolf clan of the steppe, and these wolf beasts and the warriors of countless tribes, large and small, restrained the two sides in the form of blood contracts, and suppressed the blood contracts with the human luck of the entire Terrance Khanate.

Therefore, the wolves of the Terence steppe have a transcendent status, once they have made a contract with a tribal warrior, they can enjoy the status of citizens of the khanate in the cities and tribes of the khanate, they can gallop freely on the steppe without being sanctioned by humans, and their relationship with the contracted humans is extraordinary.

On the banks of the southern river of the Terence Khanate, in the middle reaches of the Jingjiang River, there is a temple called the Great Circle Temple. The Dayuan Monastery belongs to the Lama Pure Teachings.

Elder Qiujiang, an old man dressed in a red robe with a yellow robe and a yellow hat on his head, counted the prayer beads in his hand, indicating that the old man's heart was not at peace. He looked at the newly built lake and gardens in the temple, which had expanded a little, and more and more tribesmen and people from the city came to worship each year.

Some newcomers will be amazed to see the newly built and somewhat magnificent gardens and lakes with golden, red, and other fish wandering around.

If they come to the gazebo by the lake at moonlight, they can see a young man playing and drinking with two young girls dressed in cool and undisguised clothes. The sound of chasing, squeezing, shouting, and strange noises reaching the houses of some of the monks of the monastery, who already lived in cramped quarters, and who were able to live alone in private rooms for those of rank and position, reached the ears of the young, thin-skinned monks, whose eyes were uneasy and their bodies were hot, so they had to get up and light oil lamps to bring water and wipe their cheeks.

Some of the voices reached the splendid halls of worship, which were dedicated to the benevolent lamas with round heads, big ears and fat bellies, dressed in golden robes.

It is recorded in the scriptures of the Lama Purification Sect that the Lama Purification should not be slandered, otherwise they will fall into hell and cannot be reincarnated, where do the lower class people of the Khanate who live in poverty and barrenness on the steppe dare to have the courage to slander? They also offered some of the khanate's silver treasures to these lamas every year. The nobles who held the power and power among the tribes, and the Venerable Masters in the cities on the steppe, whether they believed in the Lama Purification Purification, whether it was for the sake of peace, peace of mind, purification of wisdom, lofty ideas or the concealment of demonic obstacles, the concealment of desires, the invasion of evil spirits, and the restlessness of the soul, their faces remained solemn and peaceful, and they recited the words of the Lama Purification Sutra in their mouths, and bowed their heads to the Golden Tongbao.

However, His Royal Highness the Third Prince, Timur was born naughty, crazy, and happy, and had a strong desire to enjoy, and since he was twelve years old and gradually matured, he tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, and he was out of control. He built a gladiatorial arena for monsters in his fiefdom city, and a hall for a hundred women in his private palace, and his companions often went out to hunt with him. Just like his eldest brother and second brother, as a person with excellent genes and sufficient resources, he is a figure whose cultivation progress is quite fast.

Elder Qiujiang saw His Royal Highness the Third Prince, dressed in red and white silk clothes, richly decorated, gem-inlayed, and wearing a crown in front of him, walking towards him, and he made a salute.

Tuhuan Timur hurriedly bent down to help the respected elder up.

"Your Highness, this is a reply from the High Priest of Mount Birhan."

"Okay, I'll open it and take a look." Tuhuan Timur's eyes showed a slightly moved look.

Tuhuan Timur read the short letter with a calm face, but his heart was not calm, and at the end of the letter was written "The High Priest Tokhtar Timur himself said".

Carefully observing the expression of the third prince, who was a little difficult to see, Elder Qiujiang said: "Now that the Great Khan has not established a son, King Yan is now reorganizing his army and horses on the western border of the Khanate to win the hearts of the people, and the King of the Mountain is ...... in the northern part of the Khanate."

The two of them were plotting something in the room.

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In the battle point exchange hall, Lin Luowen looked at some Xuan-level low-level combat skills in front of him, the lowest price of these combat skills was five hundred points, and the highest was one thousand points. There are indeed some advantages and disadvantages and differences in power, quality, and nature of combat skills, and they may be more powerful for combat skills that are more suitable for someone.

A quarter of an hour later, he chose a low-level skill called "Sky Breaking Slash", which was described: it could better exert the power of the offensive battle qi, and it required eight hundred and fifty battle points. Among the low-level skills, there are also some skills that are more suitable for the Ice Battle, such as the "Cold Frost" skill, which can be used for defense and can also be attached to weapons to increase damage. More suitable for hurricane warfare, there is a combat skill for "Xingyun", which can increase the user's speed, and can also be attached to the weapon to increase damage. The Sky Slash is an offensive skill that tends to be explosive. These three types of combat skills are all low-level Xuan-level combat skills, and they are all part of Xuan-level combat skills, which can be exchanged for subsequent combat skills.

Unlike the Exercise Cheats, which can exert their inherent power as long as they are mastered, the Exercise Cheats need to continuously improve their proficiency to increase their power.

In Lin Luowen's hand, he held a small piece of jade slip, he injected some yuan power into it, and then put the jade slip at the center of his eyebrows. Yu Jian emitted a faint light, and some information appeared in Lin Luowen's mind.

Head towards the indoor training hall.

Half an hour has passed. Flames burned on the blood-red heavy sword, and then a sound was heard that slashed through the dummy, leaving a trail on the dummy. Lin Luowen frowned, his wrist moved, he still didn't master the air slash, there were some deficiencies.

Continuing to practice combat skills, another hour passed. At this time, Lin Luowen had basically mastered the Sky Breaking Slash, and with the sound of breaking the sky, the battle qi on the heavy sword was burning, and the power of the sword that had increased a lot compared to before fell on the dummy, leaving a trace four or five centimeters deep.

This was an astonishing improvement, and now he was confident that he could take out the extremely fast Black-Eyed Assassin. Lin Luowen's own speed couldn't keep up with the assassin who had increased his strength by three-tenths, but his air-breaking speed was very fast, as long as he could seize the opportunity, there was still a lot of hope.

There was a round of applause, and a man in a second-year combat uniform walked by, a smile on his face.

"The power of this sword is good, if I guessed correctly, this is a Sky Breaker, right?"

Lin Luowen nodded. In order not to attract too much attention, he deliberately reduced his power a lot, after all, the power that Lin Luowen output with all his strength was not much better than that of a fourth-level battle master who ignited sixteen yuan points.

"Get acquainted. My name is Gapocho and I am a second-year student and a member of the Lions Club. Gapocho's face showed a little arrogance.

"I'm Lin Luowen, and I didn't join the club." He replied.

"So if you are interested, you can consider joining the Lions Club, the benefits of the Lions Club are still very good."

"Okay, I'll think about it."

After Gapocho finished speaking, he went up to the second floor of the training hall, where the fifth-level fighters trained.

According to Constantine, there are several well-known societies at Guardian Sword University, namely the Lion Club, the Lone Wanderer, the Chillwind Society, and the Violet Society.

Constantine once said, "In the first month, the mission board will give out less difficult missions, in order to give students some battle points in exchange for combat skills, weapons, armor and things like that." After a month, some longer missions and more difficult missions will be issued, and these missions will have more experience point rewards. ”

For first-year students, the first month is important, which means that the gap is starting to widen, and the students who have access to priority resources will undoubtedly become stronger.

In the apartment room. At this time, Lin Luowen thought silently, holding a shovel and fork in his hand, and was tumbling and frying a piece of meat of moderate thickness, adding a little rosemary, and pouring a little olive oil. There are nine identical pieces of meat in the pan.

Soon after, Lin Luowen's dinner table had thirty-six pieces of fried meat, some wheat gruel, and a plate of vegetable salad. While eating, he looked at some atlases, which described some of the city's landscapes, architecture, and cultural customs, which were still quite interesting.

The living room was filled with the smell of meat and some smoke, and Lin Luowen smelled it for a long time, so he opened the door a little more to better breathe.

At this time, some of the sunset sunlight passed through the door, and the pale golden light sprinkled on the well-fried meat steak, some gravy and grease reflected the light, and Lin Luowen drank some wine to relieve his greasy.

To Lin Luowen's surprise, Constantine rubbed his hands together and came in from outside the door with a smile.

"Boss, it's so fragrant, your cooking skills have improved." As he spoke, he picked up a steak and ate it. Take two loaves of bread from the bread box next to you, put some sour cream, tomato slices, cucumber slices and lettuce in them and bite into them.

His eyes lit up: "It's been a long time since I've eaten such a delicious sandwich, and I still miss the sandwich my mother made for me." ”

Constantine chattered for a while, and Lin Luowen replied with a sentence or two from time to time.

"Anything else?" Lin Luowen had already washed the used dinner plate and said.

Constantine's small eyes narrowed, and he said, "There is a misty valley more than eight hundred kilometers away from the Guardian Sword University, in which a large number of Xuan-level low-level spirit grasses grow, and sometimes you can see middle-level spirit grass, the name of this low-level spirit grass is Bai Ling. The four-leaf white Ling is a low-level, which can be exchanged for battle points and can also be crafted into potions. One plant can be exchanged for twenty Battle Points. However, there is a white ape guarding a four-leaf white ling, and the strength of the fourth-level long-toothed white ape is medium, so the students who know this information rarely go there to collect white ling, and those rangers, adventurers and the like have no profit to collect white ling. Therefore, there are still a lot of four-leaf white lings in this misty canyon. ”