Chapter Forty-Nine: The Death of the Seven Pins

The courtyard was already in ruins, with blue bricks shattering and flying, and houses collapsing, as if they had experienced a magnitude 8 earthquake.

Watching Yin Madness, Hong Yuwan and the old master fighting together, Lu Yuan's mind was lively.

Ninety-eighty-seven is the next three grades, which belong to the realm of body refining, which correspond to skin grinding, quenching flesh, and refining bones.

These three realms are just the initial stage of laying the foundation in martial arts.

The sixth rank is considered a threshold, and if you want to enter the middle three grades, you not only need more advanced exercises, but also have to cooperate with the visualization of some special catalogue.

Only when you step into the six grades, generate your own internal strength, and be reborn, can you be regarded as completely out of the category of ordinary people.

Jin is bred from the flesh and blood in the body, everyone has strength, and it is very common to use.

However, before a martial artist reaches the sixth rank, the use of strength only exists in the body.

And the six-rank martial artist can mobilize the strength in his body with a single thought, transmit it to all parts of the body, and then with his fists, feet or swords, he can be a thousand.

In addition to the skyrocketing combat power, the lifespan of the six-rank martial artist will also be greatly increased.

The Lu family's ancestral Spring Thunder Absolute only supports the practice to the late stage of the seventh grade, as for what kind of exercises the old master transferred, Lu Yuan does not know.

This is also the reason why he chose to join the Blood Knife Gate and get the Blood Sea Demon Sutra.

If you want to go further in the martial arts, good exercises are essential.

"Lu Yuan, what are you doing climbing the tree, why don't you come with me quickly!"

The black dog ran all the way, turned around and found that there was no trace of Lu Yuan, and turned back the same way.

"Brother Dog, aren't I curious, I want to see how the masters make moves between them," Lu Yuan smiled and jumped down from the tree, "By the way, Brother Dog, how is your injury?" ”

"It's just a small injury, I forgot if you didn't mention it!"

The black dog waved his hand, only to see him grab his somewhat sunken chest and jerk it up.

Click!

A crisp sound is heard to reposition the dislocated sternum.

"Fortunately, Lao Tzu's skin is hard enough, and the old man's punch is like itching on his body."

The black dog smiled and waved the broadsword in his hand.

"Let's go, follow me to inform the brothers in the door to gather, and I'm going to do a big job in Chongshan City tonight!"

......

Along the way, the speed of the two was very fast, and they swept towards the outside of the city as if their feet were not touching the ground.

Lu Yuan touched the Blood Sea Demon Sutra in his arms and asked, "Brother Dog, is there anything wrong with the cultivation of this Blood Sea Demon Sutra, why was there something wrong with your expression when Sister Hong said that she would reward me with this exercise?" ”

"Haha, rest assured, this exercise is the treasure of the Blood Knife Sect, and our master has practiced this, this is the top-level martial arts, although theoretically each exercise can enhance the strength of the martial artist.

But the quality of the exercises is different, and the strength, speed, defense, and even recovery speed and longevity are different..."

The black dog glanced at Lu Yuan and continued to explain.

"The reason why I had a strange expression at that time was because this Blood Sea Demon Sutra was very difficult to cultivate, it was really difficult and difficult..."

"Brother Dog, what kind of difficult method is it, have you ever practiced the Blood Sea Demon Sutra?"

Lu Yuan asked.

"Ahem... I practiced, but I didn't succeed. ”

The smile on the black dog's face froze, and he coughed dryly, "I should not have enough martial arts qualifications, and cultivating the Blood Sea Demon Sutra requires a certain amount of martial arts roots, and the character must be decisive and decisive, and only those who can control their desires can practice." ”

"Don't look at my five big and three coarse, but in fact, my heart is too hesitant, and I naturally can't practice."

The black dog never mentioned that his martial arts qualifications were not good, looked at Lu Yuan, shook his head and said: "I think your kid's qualifications are enough to be practiced, but you can try it first, in case it happens." ”

"Brother Dog, how can this kind of top-level exercise be willing to take it out for us to cultivate, shouldn't it be treasured?"

Lu Yuan voiced his doubts.

Even if it is the Spring Thunder Decision that can only be cultivated to the seventh rank of the Lu family's ancestor, if you want to learn it, you have to pay the silver to enter the martial arts hall first.

Moreover, the martial arts hall will only teach the first half of the exercises, and if you want to get the second half, you have to contribute money and effort to the martial arts hall.

I don't know how much stronger the Blood Sea Demon Sutra is than the Spring Thunder Decision, and every member of the Blood Sword Sect can flip through the cultivation, which is somewhat subverting Lu Yuan's perception of this world.

"I knew you would ask this, your kid has too little knowledge, I'm afraid he hasn't been out of Chongshan City to see the outside world."

The black dog smiled, revealing a mouthful of black teeth, "The Blood Sea Demon Sutra is indeed a good exercise, but looking at the entire Daqian Dynasty, it is only a middle-class and upper-grade exercise, and almost everyone in the major sects practices exercises that are better than this."

For example, the Meteor Sword Sect's inheritance technique, the Heavenly Star Divine Codex, is no worse than the Blood Sea Demon Sutra.

So you understand now, the Blood Knife Sect is barely a big sect, and our Chongshan vein is still in the development stage, and it is definitely a good thing for the Blood Knife Sect to have fresh blood to practice the Blood Sea Demon Sutra..."

"I see, it's my short-sightedness..."

Lu Yuan suddenly realized that Chongshan City was still too small and too biased, he grew up here, so he would naturally have a preconceived idea, thinking that the emperor's hoe was golden.

In fact, there are a lot of such exercises in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the big sects, and it is normal to take them out for disciples to practice.

......

Outside the city.

Lu Yuan followed the black dog to gather a large number of people from the Blood Knife Sect, a total of more than fifty people.

These people are in all shapes, gathered together, disorganized, crooked, and chaotic.

Even the weapons were uneven, some with swords, some with spears, and some with hammers and maces.

However, everyone's expression is very fierce, and it is better than that of the mountain bandits.

"Lu Yuan, this is the symbol of our Blood Knife Gate, don't lose it when you wear it."

The black dog took out a red turban and handed it to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan took the headscarf and glanced at the people in the Blood Knife Sect, all of them were wearing red turbans on their foreheads, which was very recognizable.

Lu Yuan also put on the headscarf, walked to the end of the team, and blended in.

A sturdy gang member next to him glanced at Lu Yuan, and after seeing the headscarf on his forehead, he turned his head away.

"Brothers, get ready, when the door master returns, we will follow the door master to kill together!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The people in the Blood Knife Gate were very imposing, murderous, and the shouts seemed to make the sky shake a few times.

A moment later.

Yin Mad and Hong Yuwan are long overdue.

Gollum –

Yin Mad opened the sack he was holding and threw out a round object.

"The Lu family's seventh-rank martial artist has been taken down by me!"

He trampled the head of the old family master under his feet.

Lu Yuan looked at this scene and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

It's not that he's afraid, but that he has taken a fancy to that great head, and he can't wait to rush up and hold it in his arms now.

The head of the late seven-rank martial artist, how many energy points do you have to sacrifice here!