However, it is very difficult to get started with this mental method, and the requirements for meritorious service are extremely high, and those who can make up enough meritorious deeds have basically fixed the direction of cultivation, and few people will exchange it.

He is one of the few people who has cultivated the Heart of the Universe and successfully entered it, let alone in this world, even in the Galactic Transcendent Alliance, it is difficult to find a few people like him.

But he couldn't tell the butcher about such things.

Because seriously, he is the invader of this world. Once discovered by the world's most powerful "guardians", it is inevitable that he will die.

Li Miao hesitated and didn't know how to speak.

He didn't want to lie to a strong man like the butcher, and at the same time, he didn't want to reveal his origins.

As he was hesitating, a series of footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

More than a dozen figures streamed into the main cabin under the leadership of the little guy, and the hall, which was not very spacious, suddenly became crowded.

Li Miao subconsciously turned his gaze and was surprised to find that these dozen or so people were actually immortal cultivators with cultivation

And without exception, they have all reached the realm of the early stage of condensation, and two of them have even reached the middle stage of condensation

Noticing the abnormality, he took a serious look and recognized a few slightly familiar faces from the crowd.

"Zhou Li"

"Jinin"

"It's the people from the competition. ”

Li Miao instantly understood the meaning of these people.

There is no doubt that these people are trying to snatch the Spirit Sword Zijun

After a dozen people entered, they sat down one by one in the empty space around them.

The cabin fell silent.

Those ordinary people who were talking loudly before, when they saw these immortal cultivators with murderous aura, they were immediately silent, and they didn't dare to say a word, for fear of getting into trouble.

Li Miao frowned.

The butcher drank again as if nothing had happened.

"Li Miao. ”

Someone spoke.

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man in a black power suit, condensing the breath of the early stage, with obvious hatred on his face.

This person's name is Sun Lie, and he is the only remaining Ning Zhen monk in the Sun Mansion

He sat on the edge of the Eight Immortals table closest to Li Miao's table, and asked in a cold voice, "My Sun Mansion is full of doors, was it destroyed by you, and your Spirit Treasure Flying Sword was taken from our patriarch?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he went straight to the point.

The other dozen or so people also looked at Li Miao, wanting to see how he answered.

These people are all masters of various factions who used to have a close relationship with the Sun Mansion.

It was no secret that Li Miao was carrying a heavy treasure, and almost all the monks knew about it.

The reason why no one dared to rob it was because of Li Miao's strength, and because most people were not of the same mind.

And they, because of Sun Mansion, were magically gathered by Sun Lie and formed a powerful force.

Although the strongest person is only in the middle stage of Ning Zhen, the strength of everyone joining forces has doubled, and the lethality that can be caused is much stronger than that of Lu Yan

Li Miao knew that this was a group of fierce rivals.

In the small cabin, with his own strength, if he accidentally dealt with it and was attacked by more than a dozen magic weapons, he would suffer a big loss.

He looked at the butcher and wondered about the attitude of the strong man.

But the butcher drank to himself, without any indication.

He had no choice but to stand up and say to everyone, "The Sun Mansion was indeed destroyed because of me. However, this spiritual treasure has another way, and with Sun He's net worth, he can't afford to use such a precious treasure. ”

"You lied"

Sun Lie glared angrily.

In his eyes, Sun He was an amiable ancestor and the person he respected the most. Now that the old ancestor has been killed, not to mention, he has been so contemptuous and slandered by Li Miao, his heart is extremely angry.

Sun Lie said, "You shameless bandit, killing my people and harming my relatives and friends and taking my treasures, it is a heinous Taoist friend, for the sake of the ancestors, please join me to shoot this vicious killer here."

The others didn't speak, but looked at Li Miao's gaze and explained what they meant.

Seeing this, the mortals in the cabin hurriedly got up from their seats and ran into the back cabin.

Li Miao knew that the battle could not be avoided, so he took out the war knife from the small cosmic ring and prepared to face it.

But then the butcher stretched out a hand, pressed the handle of his knife, and snatched it away.

"Senior" Li Miao was stunned.

The dozen or so people who were about to make a move, Ning Zhen Cultivator, were also stunned for a moment.

Only now did they notice that there was a man wearing a hat next to Li Miao.

But they don't care.

Sun Liese said in a low voice, "Friend, this matter has nothing to do with you, if you don't want to lose your life, please get out of the way."

In the face of the threat, the butcher didn't even look at Sun Lie.

He took Li Miao's knife, put it on the stool, took out a chopstick from the chopsticks next to him and handed it to Li Miao, and said lightly, "You don't want to tell the origin of the heart, and I don't force it." For the sake of the power of opening the sky, I will teach you three tricks. ”

The power of opening the heavens teaches three tricks

Li Miao was overjoyed.

This butcher was reasonable, and seeing that he was hesitant, he actually didn't just ask about the Origin Energy Mind Method, and happily agreed to the request to teach him the knife technique

However, this "power of opening the sky" made him a little confused, and it was difficult to refer to his genetic instinct

The original energy of genes is the life force, what does it have to do with the opening of the sky?

Before he could respond, the butcher said, "You remember, knives and swords are very different."

"The sword is a gentleman, humble and proud, soft and strong. When fighting with people, it's often just a matter of pointing. ”

"And the knife is a butcher, if it does not move, it will drink. If it is not to kill the enemy, the knife man should not use the sword. ”

Li Miao listened carefully and nodded slightly.

The knife is the most convenient weapon for killing, and he knows this very well, and the reason why he chooses to use a war knife instead of a great sword or a battle axe is for this reason.

The butcher continued, "I will pass on your three-style sword technique, which is not a strong man's skill, but a way to kill the enemy."

His tone was solemn.

Since his name is butcher, the knife in his hand is a butcher's knife, not for fighting bravely, but only for slaughter

"This first form, I call it neck and bloodletting"

The butcher said. Yan Yan raised a finger and pointed it at the center of Li Miao's eyebrows.

Suddenly, an idea was injected into Li Miao's mind.

In the depths of his consciousness, a scene appeared.

A middle-aged butcher carries a butcher's knife and walks towards a black-haired domestic pig to be slaughtered.

The black pig was disturbed when he saw the butcher approaching him, and tried to run away.

The butcher casually lifted the pig's ears and lifted the black pig off the ground with its front feet. Then he stretched out the butcher knife and slashed lightly under the pig's neck.

Blood immediately gushed out, and the black pig didn't even howl, and after a moment of convulsion, he lost his breath.

Li Miao saw clearly. The butcher's knife seemed light, but in fact, it had accurately cut the blood vessels and vocal cords of the black pig, and instantly killed the black pig, so that it could not even scream.

Then the picture turned, the butcher was still the butcher, and the butcher knife was still the butcher knife. But instead of a pig, it was a tiger standing in front.

The butcher is again moving towards the goal.

The tiger did not flee in panic like the black pig, but roared and pounced.

In the face of the tiger's attack, the butcher was not in a hurry, sideways to avoid the bite, and then bullied, raised his hand, stabbed the tip of the knife, and cut the blade.

The movements are crisp and neat, as if they have been practiced countless times.

"Poof"

Blood splattered like a waterfall.

The tiger rolled on the ground, and after a while it lost its breath like a black pig.

The picture turned again.

The butcher is still the butcher, the butcher's knife is still the butcher's knife, and the opponent has become a yellow dragon with a ten-zhang length and a towering head.

The yellow dragon flew into the sky and spewed down the wind, knocking down trees and tearing the dirt.

The butcher watched indifferently, and when the yellow dragon flew around a few times and came to the closest position to him, he leapt up violently, and the butcher's knife stabbed hard, digging deep into the crescent-shaped scales under the dragon's neck.

Huang Long's body was huge, and the small butcher's knife failed to cut through the huge bloody wound like it had done against the black pig and the tiger before.

But the butcher's knife caused the same results as the previous two shots.

The reverse scales are pierced, and the dragon's heart is destroyed. The yellow dragon groaned in a high-pitched voice, staggered and flew around twice, and then fell down and died.

"A severed neck blow can kill the enemy. Whether you're dealing with beasts, beasts, demons, or humans. When the knife is out, it should be fast, ruthless and accurate."

The butcher's voice appeared in Li Miao's mind, and he said, "The key to determining how much water a wooden barrel can hold is the shortest plank, and the key to determining the strength of a cultivator is what level of blows he can withstand at the very least. The Great Demon may be strong to you, but the weakness of the Great Demon is also extremely weak to you. As long as you can see the opportunity, hit its interests, and return to the source with condensation, it is like taking something from a bag."

The image slowly faded from my mind.

In Li Miao's heart, there was only one kill, one stroke, one stab of the butcher, and the three fatal knife lights.

He opened his eyes, and the butcher had somehow filled another bowl of wine, and was drinking there.

And the dozen or so monks around him still maintained the posture of glaring angrily just now.

"Li Miao, death is on the verge of death, what else do you have to say" Sun Lie squinted his eyes and said inwardly.

The process of Li Miao's acceptance of the transmission of Gong was only a matter of a moment for them. They didn't even notice when the butcher nodded at Li Miao's eyebrows, and when he sat back to drink.

More than a dozen monks' true qi was surging, and their magic weapons were shining, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

And Li Miao had just recovered from the artistic conception of "broken neck and bloodletting" at this time.

Looking at Sun Lie and the others, he was in a trance, as if what was standing in front of him was not a group of people, but a group of lions and tigers, ready to pounce on himself.

"Me"

He revisited the movements of the butcher in the sea and said, "I want to practice your newly learned knife technique. ”

"How can this be justified?"

Sun Lie was furious and shouted, "Fellow Daoists, kill him to avenge the ancestor"

"Kill"

The others also let out a low cry as they cast magic spells.

In the small space of the cabin, more than a dozen Condensing Monks cast spells at the same time, and the scene was not trivial.

The terrifying true qi fluctuations directly shook the window lattice and shattered, and more than a dozen rays of light of different colors smashed towards Li Miao's location together.

However, Li Miao moved faster than them

Before everyone's "kill" sound came out, he had already pinched his chopsticks and rushed out in one step and came to the nearest Sun Lie.

With a poke of chopsticks in his hand, under his forty times the powerful power of ordinary people, Sun Lie, a Purple Mansion monk who had cultivated in the early stage of Ning Zhen, couldn't resist it at all, and his body protection true qi was instantly forced, and the eight-inch-long chopsticks directly pierced his throat.

A chopstick, kill the enemy in an instant

However, before Li Miao could rejoice, the next moment, the spells of the remaining dozen or so monks smashed down

"Not good"

He was shocked and found that he had nowhere to hide, even if he broke through the wooden wall and rushed out, he would be followed by various magic weapons and seriously injured.

The number of people and the role they played in the battle were extremely obvious. No matter how strong his skills are, he is overstretched when he is besieged by so many people at once.

However, just as the dozen or so spells were about to bombard Li Miao, the butcher moved again

"I'm a fast learner. ”

There was a slight knock, and the butcher lowered the bowl of wine.

With this movement, time around him seemed to suddenly stand still.

The dozen or so spells and magic weapons stopped in mid-air so strangely, and even the light they brought up remained motionless, neither disappearing nor prolonging the stretch.

Li Miao's eyes widened.

Is it time stagnation or spatial confinement

Such a method is simply incredible

Under his shocked gaze, the butcher of the initiator seemed to have only done a trivial thing, and said lightly, "This second knife technique, I call it skinning and boneless." ”

As he spoke, he pointed at the center of Li Miao's eyebrows.

Suddenly, a feeling emerged in the depths of Li Miao's heart, and a new picture appeared in his sea of knowledge

The bloodied black pig was laid across the shelf, the boiling hot water washed over, and the heavy butcher's knife scraped off the black fur one by one.

After a few moments, the hair was shaved clean, the butcher gestured, and the butcher's knife cut between the bones, dividing the pieces of pork bones.

The butcher knife is crisp and skillful, and the butcher's knife only cuts between the bones, and never cuts the pork bones hard. There is almost no friction between the blade and the bone, and it is as easy to divide the animal as if it were cutting into the dirt.

In a short time, the black pig had been slaughtered, and the edge of the butcher's knife was shining with cold light, without the slightest wear.

As soon as the picture turned, another goat was placed on the shelf, boiling water washed the fur, and the butcher knife gently scraped it

Livestock after livestock were slaughtered by butchers, and pigs, sheep, cattle, etc., became meat for people as the blades were divided.

And the butcher knife has never been worn out in the slightest, but has become sharper and sharper, and the edge of the knife is becoming more and more terrifying.

Suddenly, the picture turned again.

The butcher is no longer facing an animal to be slaughtered, but has become a majestic bull demon.

The bull demon snorted, spewed out waves of earth-yellow air, and stepped on its front hooves, sending out bursts of earth-shaking ripples.

The butcher raised his knife and drew a few times in front of him, and said in his mouth, "True yuan and spells are to fairies and demons, like fur and claws are to livestock." And the fairy demon itself is like the flesh of livestock. The butcher's knife can scrape the skin and remove the bones, and it can also kill the immortals and demons."

Before the words fell, the knife qi brought up by the butcher knife had already broken down the earth-shaking spell emitted by the bull demon into fragmentary power that was not threatening.