Chapter 66: The Book of Seven Arrows with a Nailhead

Night.

The candle flame is dim.

Su Ting sat cross-legged, and the divine sword was placed in front of him.

He breathed and exhaled, and a wisp of true qi fell on the divine sword, circulating again and again, from his mouth and nose.

After he stepped through the Double Heaven, the true qi in his body underwent a qualitative change, condensing into a ball of thunder light, growing stronger and stronger, and his power became more and more powerful. In the past few days, the speed at which he refined the Divine Sword had accelerated a lot.

Su Ting breathed and breathed, and after a long time, he slowly collected his strength, picked up the divine knife, and put it back in the jade box.

The golden jade water in the jade box is still blue, and the two ginseng plants are also dyed a little blue.

"Refining the Divine Sword, it's not in a hurry, now that I have entered the Double Heaven, there are many ways to protect myself, enough to protect myself. ”

Su Ting accepted the jade box, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he remembered that day, when he reached out to pat the shoulder of the head of the Sun family, the middle-aged man who intervened to stop him.

The middle-aged man, with a sturdy physique, steady steps, and stiff arms, obviously practiced kung fu to the point of being able to condense his internal strength.

It's just that Su Ting has broken through the double heaven after all, which is a level higher than him, and under the burst of true qi, the other party's palm has not been able to fall.

At that time, the middle-aged man looked shocked, but Su Ting's eyes fell on the head of the Sun family, and he didn't care much about him.

But in hindsight, the middle-aged man's skills are really not bad.

"People who practice martial arts are vigorous in blood, strong in their inner strength, and fierce and domineering. ”

"As a cultivator, my true qi is mainly based on self-cultivation, which is relatively mild and long-lived, but it is not as strong as internal strength, so before the Triple Heavenly Condensation Method, the lethality of true qi is mostly weaker than internal strength. ”

"But my cultivation of the true transmission of the Thunder Law is a bit domineering in itself, even if I haven't condensed the Dharma intent, but the true qi in my body is not necessarily weaker than my internal strength. ”

"There are three heavens in the path of cultivation, and there are also three heavens in the way of martial arts. ”

"I was a step above the other party, so I pressed the other party. ”

"But actually, I was really going to fight head-on, and the other party was proficient in moves, and I was a little inferior in punches and kicks, and my physique was not as rigid as it was, so I was also a weak. ”

"In this way, if there is a fight at that time, if I don't cast spells, don't use magic weapons, and fight head-on, I really may not be able to take him. ”

Su Ting thought like this, pondered for a while, compared it for a while, and said secretly: "But there is no need to be too concerned about the matter of frontal fighting, in my current realm, what is really awe-inspiring is the subtlety of the spell, not the frontal fighting." If you really want me to complete the spell casting, even if he is a martial arts master, it will be difficult to survive. ”

In his heart, he made a slight comparison between himself and the martial artists who are prevalent in the current world, and carefully studied the advantages and disadvantages to avoid suffering losses in the future.

He thought for a moment, and then stood up.

He looked in the direction of the northwest corner.

"Cast Complete...... Old grandson, how to survive this time. ”

......

The sky was slightly dark, and the view in the northwest corner was not clear.

But vaguely I could see that there was a small platform, and there was a scarecrow on the platform, with a lamp above his head and a lamp under his feet.

On the scarecrow, the name of the current head of the Sun family is written, and on top of it, under the lamp, there is a strand of white hair.

"Nailhead Seven Arrows Book!"

Su Ting's expression was in a trance, and there was some expectation in his eyes.

Where he was in his previous life, in the mythological stories, at the end of the Yin Shang Dynasty and the beginning of the Zhou Dynasty, it was the battle of the gods of the immortals.

And in this mythical story, the reputation of the people of Lu Zhudao is not very loud.

But most of those who have really heard the name of Lu Zhudao will not forget his outstanding performance in this story.

Lu Jian didn't make many shots, most of them relied on the Immortal Flying Knife, and the first time he appeared, he used a spell to kill the Daluo Immortal who had cultivated into a jade muscle immortal body.

This spell is the Book of Seven Arrows with a Nailhead!

With this spell, with the help of Jiang Ziya's physical mortal womb, only 21 days later, Zhao Gongming, a powerful and unstoppable Daluo Immortal, was drowsy, and finally lost his mind, and was finally killed by Lu Jian with a talisman arrow.

And now what Su Ting is using to deal with the head of the Sun family is this nail-headed Seven Arrows Book!

"I have all kinds of magic methods to kill people, and this time I tried this method to kill you. ”

Su Ting said with a smile: "The old boy of the Sun family, let Su take a lot of trouble to send you on the road, under this nail-headed seven-arrow book, you are also blessed." ”

In terms of skills, Su Ting has a lot of means, but in his heart, he has a great interest in this already famous nailhead Seven Arrows Book.

So he finally picked this nail-headed Seven Arrows Book to try the legendary curse killing technique.

"In the past, Lu Zhuan Daojun saw Zhao Gongming and took a wisp of his breath. ”

"I, Su someone, don't have the ability to take a wisp of breath from someone, but I personally took a strand of hair from the head of his Sun family. The use of this strand of hair is more direct than a wisp of breath. ”

After the Daojun returned, he used his breath to break into the scarecrow, and ordered people to build a platform, so that Jiang Taigong, a mortal in the flesh, worshiped three times a day, and went to worship this Daluo immortal, who was groggy for many days, and in the end, he lost his mind and was finally shot by the talisman arrow. ”

"And as a cultivator, it is easier for me to curse and kill such an uncultivated ordinary man as the old boy of his Sun family, which is easier than when Jiang Taigong, a mortal, went to worship Zhao Gongming, the Daluo Immortal. ”

"Although this camp is a little simpler, it is more than enough to kill him, an old boy. ”

"Maybe it's not even twenty-one days, and he, the old ghost, will be sane. ”

"This method is unpredictable, but it is three worships a day, and it is a little troublesome to ask the book talisman to be sealed and incinerated. ”

Su Ting looked at the sky and said in his heart: "No wonder Lu Zhuan Daojun handed over the hard work of stepping on the road and worshipping every day to the Taigong...... Most of them are Daojun and his old man, who is used to idle clouds and wild cranes, and is a lazy character, not as diligent as me. ”

At that moment, his heart moved, and he looked at the door.

Nowadays, the Tao is high, and the perception is becoming more and more acute.

Listening to the light and soft footsteps, but a little vague and weak, as if his cousin was coming, he was busy getting up and opening the door to greet him.

"Small Court ......"

Outside the door, Su Yuefeng was raising her hand, as if she was about to knock on the door, when she saw him open the door, she couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Su Ting laughed and said sister.

Su Yuefeng chuckled and said, "Okay, it's time to eat." ”

Su Ting said hello, walked out of the door, and turned around to close the two doors.

Su Yuefeng's eyes seemed to catch a glimpse of a figure through the crack in the door.

The northwest corner of the room was dim, and faintly through the upper and lower lights, you could vaguely see that the figure seemed to be a straw man.

She was slightly stunned and had the heart to ask.

However, at this moment, a man's voice suddenly came from outside, and said loudly: "The girl of the Su family, what kind of quilt is drying, it covers the sunshine of my house, hurry up and accept it." ”