Blood Yama was actually frozen by force!

This made him tremble suddenly, and looking at the girl in front of him, who was only more than ten years old, Blood Yama suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

Damn, a female baby, it's so powerful!

The little girl's internal force seemed to be tangible, and the Blood Yama was firmly fixed in the air, unable to move.

Internal force is actually the true qi in the human body, with the continuous improvement of the realm, the internal force will also have certain changes, the biggest change is that the higher the realm, the stronger the toughness of the internal force.

The so-called toughness, as the name suggests, is the strength of tenacity, and many times the realm of cultivators is not very high, so the toughness of this internal force is intangible, although it can greatly enhance its own strength when fighting against others, but it cannot be turned into a tangible object.

And when the cultivator's realm reaches a very high level, then this toughness of the internal force is transformed into a tangible force.

And this little girl who seemed to be more than ten years old in front of Blood Yama had already reached this realm!

The lowest is also the strength of the three grades of the Semi-Immortal Realm! Blood Yama was secretly frightened.

When did there become such a character in this martial arts, and it was just a little girl who seemed to be in her teens?

The little girl's eyes stared coldly at the Blood Yama who was fixed in the air, and said in disappointment: "I thought you were so powerful, I thought you could have a good time, but I didn't expect you to be so useless!"

After speaking, he withdrew his internal force. And at the moment when Blood Yama hesitated, I saw a cold smile appear on the corner of the little girl's mouth, and the whole person rushed around Blood Yama as quickly as a thunderbolt.

The pair of small fists were stunned by her dancing tiger and tiger, and smashed into the body of Blood Yama one after another, and greeted him with a head and a face.

What about the Blood Yama? I was already fucking beaten away, and my whole head was buzzing, and I didn't even have time to escape.

In this way, the little girl went up and down, waving her fists left and right and smashing on the Blood Yama, and the Blood Yama was beaten by the little girl and flew around in the air, her head was dizzy, and she couldn't distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.

The old man, who was dozens of feet away, saw this scene and couldn't help but swallow his spit secretly.

It seems that her hands are really itchy, alas, you are so pitiful......

Blood Yama, who does nothing evil and does nothing on weekdays, was tossed back and forth by a little girl in her teenage years old in the palm of her hand, but what can he do?

Is this a fucking child of an ordinary family? Which eye do you see that an ordinary child can beat a master of a semi-fairyland class so that he can't find the north? And he didn't use his mother's true qi!

Blood Yama can be said to be depressed in his heart now, Nima! Lao Tzu provoked whoever he wanted, and if he came up, he would be beaten violently if he didn't say anything.

After half a ring, the little girl was tired of beating, so she withdrew her fists and stood quietly in place.

And at this time, the blood Yama is called a miserable, damn it, there is no good place for him to be stunned. His whole head was swollen like a pig's head, his whole body was sore, and his limbs seemed to belong to him anymore.

Blood Yama opened his mouth and spit out a few teeth, leaking air as he spoke: "You, who are you dying?"

The little girl smiled slightly, rubbed her sore hands, and whispered, "I won't tell you!"

Blood Yama was so angry that he wanted to run up and kill the little girl immediately, but just now he was beaten by the little girl in front of him and lost his temper.

Fuck ......

At this moment, the old man walked over to this side, took a deep look at the Blood Yama lying on the ground, shook his head and said, "Let's go." ”

The little girl nodded slightly, and disappeared into the night with the old man. Only the Blood Yama was left alone on the roof, shedding sad tears......

On Taixuan Mountain

During this time, Mo Wentian stayed in his small courtyard and was not allowed to come out. Taixuan Zhenren took the trouble to boil medicinal soup for him every day, and now he wants to vomit when he sees the medicinal soup that this guy has drunk.

However, after about half a month of cultivation, Mo Wentiandi's body has almost healed, and his injured lungs and life have also recovered as before.

In fact, Mo Wentian had already been well a few days ago, but after this kid told the two old guys, instead of stopping this cultivation, he also made the two old guys think that he was lying, so he boiled medicinal soup and poured it into his mouth.

However, this period of time is in the past, but what is the bitterness in it, Mo Wentian survived......

On this day, Mo Wentian got up very early and practiced the five fowl opera passed down to him by Taixuan Zhenren in the courtyard.

I saw that his figure suddenly soared into the air, and suddenly swooped, like a swallow in the clouds, up and down, and uncertain.

The more Mo Wentian practiced the Five Fowl Opera, the more he felt that this exercise was profound, and the profound and difficult places in the Kyushu Swordsmanship and the Nameless Swordsmanship were usually realized when he practiced the Five Fowl Opera.

This made Mo Wentian puzzled, but just like Taixuan Zhenren said, these five bird dramas were created by a master outside the world, and they were very close to the Great Dao, which could make cultivators more compatible with the martial arts, which Mo Wentian now deeply felt.

On a whim, Mo Wentian Lian suddenly stopped and picked up a small branch from the ground.

"The ultimate realm of swordsmanship lies in the fact that as a sword, everything is unstoppable. The unity of man and sword, retracting and releasing at will, one move and one style, all are natural. ”

Mo Wentian held the branch with one hand, and he actually wanted to use the branch instead of the Shocking Sword to hone his sword.

Ordinary people practice swords, the first thing to pay attention to is the sword shape, and only after having the sword shape can there be sword energy, now the vast majority of swordsmen in the martial arts, almost the opponent in the three-foot long sword is overly dependent, if there is no such weapon, then a swordsman is also useless.

But Mo Wentian wanted to find out his own sword way, and without the Thrilling Sword, he could also fully exert his strength.

This is self-confidence, the self-confidence of being a strong person.

I saw Mo Wentian slowly close his eyes, and the true qi in his body slowly flowed, gathering all over his body.

Suddenly, Mo Wentian opened his eyes suddenly, and a stream of fine light shot out from his eyes, and his figure suddenly rose into the air, and the branch in his hand was like a long sword glowing with coldness, cutting through the air, leaving only a whimper.

Mo Wentian shouted, his right hand held the branch tightly, his figure went up and down, and the branch that was not long or short actually swung out several sword qi, and roared towards a rockery in front of him.

Rumble~

After a burst of dust, the rockery that was more than two people high suddenly became fragmented, and countless gravels flew rapidly in all directions.

Mo Wentian's face was heavy, he wanted to carve a word on the rockery for the blow just now, but he didn't expect to fail to master the strength, so he split the rockery apart.

"Alas, after all, my strength is too shallow, and I can't exert the ultimate power of swordsmanship at will. ”

Mo Wentian laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Boy, your strength is not enough now, using a tree branch as a sword, although you can swing a few sword qi, but you still have no appearance. Moreover, your biggest weakness now is that your mastery of your own internal force is not pure and proficient, if you can control your own internal force and transform it into a thread with extremely strong toughness, then you will definitely reach the level you want with a sword from a branch. ”

At this moment, Mo Wentian turned his head and saw Taixuan Zhenren, only to see the old guy slowly walking towards him with his beard stroked.

"Real person, when did you come?" Mo Wentian asked with an eyebrow.

Taixuan Zhenren glanced at him and said lightly: "It's not early or late, I'll be here when you pick up the branch." ”

"What did you just say about turning internal forces into lines? I don't quite understand it. Mo Wentian rubbed the back of his head and said to himself.

Taixuan Zhenren smiled slightly: "The so-called internal force is nothing more than a true qi in the human body, in the final analysis, it is just a breath of qi, the higher the realm, the stronger this qi will be, and the more proficient your own grasp of internal force will be." With your current strength, although you have entered the small realm of the Transformation Yuan Realm in the Mixed Yuan Realm, it is still too shallow after all. ”

"If you want to transform internal forces into tangible lines, you can only have the opportunity to do it after you enter the semi-immortal realm. ”

Mo Wentian was disappointed, and said with regret: "Doesn't that mean that I can't use tree branches as swords now?"

Taixuan Zhenren shook his head and said, "No, no, no." It just so happens that there is a book of exercises here in the poor road, which happens to suit your current needs. ”

Mo Wentian's eyes lit up, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Really?"

"You kid, when did I lie to you?"

As he spoke, Taixuan Zhenren took out a simple secret book from his arms, and Mo Wentian took it with both hands, only to see that the three big characters of "Thousand Silk Tips" were written on it.

Mo Wentian held it in his hand, only to feel that the three big characters on this secret book were like three incomparable sword qi, and they rushed straight towards him.

Mo Wentian was taken aback, quickly threw away the cheats in his hand, and spat out a pool of blood when he opened his mouth.

Seeing this, Taixuan Zhenren hurriedly stepped forward and looked at Mo Wentian deeply: "Boy, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Wentian wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and said slowly: "When I held this secret book in my hand, I only felt that there were three powerful and incomparable sword qi slashing towards me, the power was huge, and the momentum was like thunder, and I couldn't dodge it at all!"

After speaking, Mo Wentian also looked at the Qiansi Jue that fell to the ground with fear, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Taixuan Zhenren almost screamed when he heard this, and asked excitedly, "You kid really saw the three sword qis?"

Mo Wentian nodded solemnly.

"Yes, yes! I didn't expect that this thousand threads of tricks were really not lost in my hands, alas, it's really pitiful, it's pitiful!"

Taixuan Zhenren was so excited that he almost didn't shed tears, and with trembling hands, he picked up the thousand threads on the ground and handed them over to Mo Wentian again.

Mo Wentian took it again, but this time when he looked at the three big characters, he had already lost the original three sword qi.

Seeing that Mo Wentian turned his gaze over, Taixuan Zhenren pursed his dry lips and said slowly: "This thousand silk recipe was asked by my master from a kendo master back then, he thought that I would be able to learn the true meaning of this thousand silk tricks, but what I didn't expect was that my qualifications were dull, and I only saw a sword qi on this thousand threads. ”

After a slight pause, Taixuan Zhenren continued: "My master was very disappointed back then, I thought that I could rely on this book to carry forward the Southern Xuan Taoism, but in the end, it was because of me that the master drove the crane ......to the west prematurely."

Speaking of this, a trace of remorse flashed in Taixuan Zhenren's eyes.

Mo Wentian looked down at the Thousand Silk Trick in his hand, and asked softly, "Then you haven't learned this Thousand Silk Trick in that real person?"

"No, this thousand threads are not just a book of exercises, it seems to have the spirituality of recognizing the Lord. Even if I saw a sword qi back then, there was not a word in this thousand threads at all. I heard the master say that the Thousand Silk Technique is one of the best exercises in the martial arts, and it also belongs to the exercises that have long been lost, I don't know where the master got it back then. ”

"It's just that I heard that this thousand threads were created by a master of the Immortal Realm, and I don't know exactly what it is. ”

Don't ask the heavens to hear a stunned, damn it, this little trick was actually created by a master of the fairy realm?

Legend has it that even if Lu Zu's old guy was talented at the beginning, he finally turned into a Taoist at the peak of the semi-immortal realm, and he entered the immortal realm with one foot, and passed away with reluctance.

And the master of the Immortal Realm, in the legend, Mo Wentian has never heard of it at all, this time Taixuan Zhenren actually said that this thousand threads of tricks were created by an old guy in the Immortal Realm, how could this not surprise Mo Wentian?

"Real person, what do you mean by not saying a word just now?" Mo Wentian asked with an eyebrow.

Taixuan Zhenren pursed his lips slightly, and said lightly: "If it is a person who has no fate with this Thousand Silk Tips, then there is not a single word in this secret book at all, and a person like you, who saw the three sword qi at the moment of getting it, is the master chosen by the Thousand Silk Tips!"

Seeing that Mo Wentian was still looking at himself puzzled, Taixuan Zhenren said lightly: "If you don't believe it, you can open it and take a look." ”

Mo Wentian slowly opened the cheats, and there were really words!

Taixuan Zhenren took a deep breath and said slowly: "It seems that the master didn't lie to me back then......"

Mo Wentian looked at it by himself, and the whole person seemed to have entered the secret book, ignoring the Taixuan Zhenren next to him.

Taixuan Zhenren glanced at Mo Wentian deeply, his eyes were full of admiration.

This kid is really talented!

Taixuan Zhenren turned his head and glanced at Mo Wentian, turned around and walked out, and took the gate of the courtyard with him when he left.

At this time, Mo Wentian was already immersed in a thousand threads. His whole person seemed to have come to an extremely dark place, he couldn't see his five fingers, and the surroundings were even quieter and frightening.

Don't ask the sky for some reason, so he can only stand quietly in place.

Suddenly, Mo Wentian felt a chilling sword qi rushing towards him. Mo Wentian didn't think about it, so he dodged to the side, only to see that the sword qi suddenly flashed with a beam of white light, and it actually changed direction and slashed towards him again.

Nima: This fucking sword aura is still bending?

Mo Wentian suddenly fell into a predicament, and he didn't have time to think about where he was now, only to see that the true qi in his body flowed rapidly, and a strong internal force poured out of his body, condensing into the appearance of a long sword in his hand.

"Fuck! Master, when did I become so powerful?"

Mo Wentian didn't know what was going on, he only felt that those few sword qi were rushing towards him. I saw that Mo Wentian clenched the long sword formed by the internal force in his hand, and slashed towards the sword qi.

Fortunately, Mo Wentian's strength was strong enough, and those few sword qi were forcibly blocked by him.

Just before Mo Wentian had time to rejoice, another sword aura glowing with white light flew from a distance.

Nima!

Seeing that this sword qi was about to slash at Mo Wentian's body, Mo Wentian suddenly jumped into the air, and the long sword in his hand danced out of sword flowers, and he greeted the fierce sword qi.

In an instant, Mo Wentian felt as if he had been hit by a stone, and this sword qi actually shook him back several steps before he could stabilize his body.

Mo Wentian was shocked, Rao is strength was already in the Huayuan Realm, but he was still forced back by this sword qi for several steps.

It's so strong!

Mo Wentian's heart burned with scorching battle intent, damn it, sir, I don't believe that I can still be injured by your little sword qi.

At this moment, another sword qi rushed over, although this sword qi was not as fierce as the previous one, but Mo Wentian felt a piercing chill from it.

"Drink!"

Mo Wentian shouted, his eyes suddenly turned blood-red, damn it! I was trapped in this place unconsciously, and I kept provoking the master, really when the master I made the dough?

Mo Wentian stood in place, and the whole person suddenly exuded a burst of monstrous blood, and the long sword in his hand danced like a tiger and a tiger, and he greeted the sudden sword qi.

The moment that sword qi collided with the long sword in Mo Wentian's hand, it suddenly changed direction and slashed towards Mo Wentian's sideways.

Mo Wentian scolded secretly in his heart, but at this time, he had no time to change his moves, and the sword qi actually slashed directly on Mo Wentian's shoulder.

Mo Wentian opened his mouth and spit out a pool of blood, and the whole person immediately flew upside down to his side and slammed on the ground.

"These sword qi are fierce, and each has its own killing moves, either heavy as thunder, or unpredictable. ”

Mo Wentian has now discovered that he seems to have fallen into the thousand-threaded book just now, but he feels a burst of dangerous killing intent from the bottom of his heart.

Although he was caught in a thousand threads, if he couldn't persevere, Mo Wentian believed that he would definitely die here!

Therefore, at this time, he actually took out all his strength to parry the sudden sword qi.

I saw that the divine punishment mark in the center of Mo Wentian's eyebrows was flashing with a faint red light, and the whole person seemed to be a Shura from hell, exuding a fierce qi all over his body.

Suddenly, another sword qi flew rapidly from behind Mo Wentian, a sneer appeared at the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards the sword qi.

Unexpectedly, it was empty!