The night was silent, all the way up the secret path, and after spending more than half an hour, Shi Xiaole dragged his injured body and finally returned to the courtyard where he was painting the sword sect.

At this time, the sky was already slightly clear.

"This injury, I'm afraid that I will have to recuperate for at least half a month. ”

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Shi Xiaole smiled bitterly.

He is not afraid of getting hurt, nor is he shy about cultivation.

The trouble is that internal injuries are different from external injuries, not only is the recovery slower, but also during the injury, you can't use your internal force at will to move with others, and even your martial arts practice will be greatly affected.

It is equivalent to saying that because of the next recuperation, Shi Xiaole's entry will be seriously slowed down.

This is something he has a hard time accepting.

"It would be nice if the Hengshan Heart Method had the effect of treating internal injuries. ”

At this time, Shi Xiaole even fantasized that it would be good if he cultivated the Nine Yin True Scripture, or peerless internal skills such as the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

Such a little injury is not a problem at all.

But he also knew with his ass that martial arts such as the Nine Yin True Scripture must be frighteningly high, and the probability of winning the lottery is simply not too low, and it is not something that he can covet at present.

"By the way, I have completed the task of chasing and killing the three-legged bird before, and I have successfully transformed the Huashan Sword Technique, so I have accumulated two chances to draw martial arts. ”

According to the system, accumulating two extraction chances will increase the level of the extraction by one step. In other words, this time Shi Xiaole either failed to draw, and the worst in the draw was also a third-rate mid-grade martial arts.

"Anyway, in the next half a month or so, I don't want to practice martial arts normally, it's better to give it a go and see if there will be any turnaround. ”

With his mind decided, Shi Xiaole's mind sank into the Martial God Temple, and said, "System, I want to use two chances to draw." ”

The system 'kindly' reminded: "With fusion extraction, the evacuation probability remains the same, does the host insist on using it?"

The corners of Shi Xiaole's mouth twitched, but he still said resolutely: "Extract." "Silently in your heart, don't take the time.

A round of square aura flickered between the stone walls on the first floor of the Martial God Temple. Every time he arrived at such a time, Shi Xiaole found that he would be very nervous, and his heartbeat would accelerate uncontrollably.

Bite!

In the end, the square aura froze, and Shi Xiaole breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he didn't take the time.

A ray of light rushed into Shi Xiaole's brain, and after he browsed the general information, his gloomy mood immediately improved, and he said to himself with a smile: "This time the luck is very good." ”

Before the extraction, Shi Xiaole purely had the attitude of giving it a try to see if there would be a miracle, but now it seems that God is still good to him.

"Congratulations to the host, you have won the third-rate mid-grade martial arts moves, Fu Hongxue's sword drawing technique. ”

Shi Xiaole was suddenly silent.

Fu Hongxue, this person is definitely a well-known figure in the martial arts world.

This man, who has been instilled with hatred since childhood, has no childhood, and has no friends, seems to have been born for revenge.

He was lame, suffered from epilepsy, depressed and lonely, and only when he met ** Cui Nong, he rarely saw a ray of sunshine in his life.

Then, Cui Nong also died.

Fu Hongxue's life is definitely a life of ups and downs, like a candle flame in the wind and snow, cold and sad, but burning firmly.

In order to take revenge, Fu Hongxue began to practice knives at the age of four or five, practicing drawing knives 12,000 times a day, and even eating and sleeping with his hands on the knife.

It is with such efforts that the mediocre sword drawing technique has become a major killer move for Fu Hongxue to cross the martial arts.

It can be said that only Fu Hongxue's sword drawing technique is a killing technique, but because of this, it is extremely difficult for others to cultivate the knife drawing technique to the highest level.

And this, I'm afraid, is also the reason why the rating of knife drawing is only third-rate and medium-grade.

Due to Shi Xiaole's internal injuries, he happened to not be too tired during this time, and he couldn't make coordinated movements throughout his body. The knife drawing technique is tailor-made for him at this moment.

......

Not long after Shi Xiaole returned to the Sword Painting School, five people stepped on the light of the morning sun and also climbed the mountain gate of the Sword Painting School at the same time.

These five people are one old and four young.

The old man at the head was tall and thin, dressed in a moon-white robe, with three long strands of beard under his chin, and looked quite elegant.

Behind him, there were three men and one woman, and the men were all extraordinary. And the only girl, wearing a pink gown and shoulders of the same color, has a beautiful and elegant appearance and a noble and unpretentious temperament, which makes people look at it and be intoxicated.

"Haha, Second Elder, you're finally back. ”

The Great Elder and the Third Elder, together with the deacons of the Sword Painting Sect, were already waiting outside the mountain gate, and when they saw the old man in white, they immediately stepped forward to greet him.

The old man in white is the second elder of the Sword Painting School.

As for the four people behind him, they were Yuan Qiuwei, the eldest disciple of the Sword Painting Sect, Xiao Yuanbo, the second disciple, Mao Wenjing, the third disciple, and the first person under the personal disciple, Qin Zhao.

"Second Elder, when you go to Qingxue City this time, can you apply for a Jianbang token?"

The Great Elder first glanced at his nephew Qin Zhao, and then asked the Second Elder.

When the second elder heard this, his smile gradually faded and he shook his head.

The warm atmosphere outside the mountain gate suddenly became a lot colder.

The Great Elder's eyes flashed, and he said: "Since a hundred years ago, the rivers and lakes in the world caused a great chaos due to too many sects, the imperial court's scrutiny of the martial arts sect has become stricter and stricter, and it is extremely difficult to get a gang building token from the Qingxue Alliance, and the second elder does not have to blame himself." ”

Today's martial arts forces are divided into two factions: authentic and oppositional.

The so-called authenticity refers to the martial arts forces that are filed in the alliance representing the martial arts of each state and obtain the building token of the gang. Most of the martial arts forces of this kind are like clouds, with strong overall strength, and with an alliance background, they are the upper echelons of the rivers and lakes.

As for the opposition, it refers to the martial arts forces that have not been recognized by the alliance.

Although this part of the martial arts force is weak, it accounts for the majority in the Dongsheng Continent. Especially in the Pegasus Dynasty, where the Sword Painting School is located, it is more than sixty percent.

Since it is not officially recognized, all the opposition sects must pay a large amount of taxes to the imperial court and the state alliance every year, otherwise they will be deprived of the rights of the sect and confiscate the mountain gate.

The worst thing is that once the Wild Sect is murdered by an enemy, you can only ask for more blessings, and the alliance will never stand up for you.

Therefore, for any force in the wild martial arts, obtaining the token of the gang and becoming an authentic force is its most important goal.

"Alas, the old man has the responsibility of the master. ”

The Second Elder didn't know how difficult it was for an Opposition Sect to become an authentic sect. Not to mention the competition of countless opposition sects, those authentic sects also don't want new sects to join and share the fixed big cake.

But he was still a little helpless.

"Huh, Zhao'er, your cultivation seems to have made great progress?"

At this moment, the Great Elder stared at Qin Zhao with burning eyes.

Qin Zhao is sixteen years old this year, tall and handsome, and when he heard his uncle's words, he smiled slightly: "Don't hide it from the Great Elder, Qin Zhao has an occasional gain this time." ”

The second disciple Xiao Yuanbo interjected: "Where is the occasional gain, Senior Brother Qin is now a sevenfold cultivation of Tibetan Qi, and his swordsmanship has made great progress, not much weaker than me at the same age." ”

As soon as these words came out, the masters of the Sword Painting Sect who came to greet them were all in an uproar, and looked at Qin Zhao, who was not arrogant or impatient, in shock.

As the second disciple of Xiao Yuanbo, everyone knows how good his talent is, and he was a strong competitor for the four heroes of Lu Yan back then. Now he personally admitted that Qin Zhao was not much worse than himself, and how strong Qin Zhao was, he knew it when he thought about it.

The Third Elder suddenly sighed, "It's a pity!"

Many people's eyes flickered, and they understood the meaning of this sentence at once.

Regardless of strength, talent, or character, Qin Zhao is enough to rank among the top four of the younger generation of the Sword Painting School, and it stands to reason that he should be one of the four major disciples of the head of the sect, but it is ......

"Hmph, this time, the head of the house is out, and there are some things that should really be resolved. I want to be strong in the Sword Sect, but I can't do things based on human feelings!"

Someone shouted, complaining for Qin Zhao, which caused a lot of echoes.

The Great Elder and Qin Zhao glanced at each other, both secretly happy.

"Shut up! How can we refute the decisions and orders of the master?"

Seeing that the fire was almost over, the Great Elder scolded angrily, which seemed to be persuasion, but in fact, it aggravated everyone's resentment. Seeing that the goal was achieved, he led everyone back to the sect.

......

After finding a rusty knife from the room, Shi Xiaole has been practicing drawing the knife.

His hand holding the knife became more and more steady, and the speed of the knife increased with an amplitude that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

But he was increasingly dissatisfied.

Because Shi Xiaole clearly felt that the power of the knife did not increase but decreased.

"Why, how can this be?"

The strength and speed of the knife are increasing, how can the power still decrease?

After standing still for a long time, Shi Xiaole suddenly opened his eyes and said to himself: "Fu Hongxue came out of the knife for revenge, what am I out of the knife for?"

Shi Xiaole suddenly understood that his skills were improving, but only one emotion was missing.

"With hatred, faith, despair, faith, and other inner strength, pulling out the knife in the hand is the best knife drawing technique. ”

Shi Xiaole realized.

He drew his sword 12,000 times on the first day, 10,000 times on the second day, and 5,000 times on the third day...... Knife draws are becoming less frequent.

By the thirteenth day, he had not drawn his sword for two days in a row.

Day 15.

Shi Xiaole had been standing like a stake for two hours.

In these two hours, he didn't even blink his eyes, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul.

A gust of wind blew, and dead leaves swirled in the air.

Shi Xiaole gradually recovered, and his arm strained.

Brush.

Suddenly, the cold light flashed, as if the wind was blowing in half, and it blew Shi Xiaole's black hair on the sideburns.

The dead leaves fell to the ground, and if you looked closely, they were evenly divided into two.

"What a trick to draw a knife. ”

Shi Xiaole let go of the hand holding the handle of the knife and let out a long breath.

In the past few days, he has been thinking about the essence of knife drawing in the courtyard, and how to release all the emotions in his heart in one knife.

Obviously, if he wants to be like Fu Hongxue and practice drawing the knife 12,000 times a day, it is not that perseverance cannot be achieved, but that there is no need for this.

Shi Xiaole is not a pure swordsman after all, and he does not have the heavy hatred and burden like Fu Hongxue.

The sword is dead, but the man is alive.

Fu Hongxue's knife drawing technique, in Shi Xiaole's hands, should be different. Thankfully, he's done it his own way now.

Knock knock.

At this moment, a large bell rang faintly from a distance.

The bell rang three times, and all the disciples went to the martial arts arena to gather. I forgot, today is the March Sect Summary. ”

Shi Xiaole muttered to himself.