Time flies, more than two months have passed in a blink of an eye, and the whole world has entered late autumn.

After Lu Chen became the chief disciple, his status and identity in the sect skyrocketed, and he used his rights to exchange for a local-level cheat book in the sect building.

It was the 'Pure Yang Flame Palm!' that he had been searching for for years!

If this local-level cheats are exchanged for contribution points, it will take at least thirteen thousand points, Lu Chen has performed several missions before, and the accumulated contribution points cannot meet the requirements for redeeming this cheats, but now Lu Chen is different from the past.

With his current identity and status, let alone a local-level cheats, no one said anything even if he wanted to get ten copies.

The Pure Yang Flame Palm is a palm technique that can only be practiced by martial artists who have stepped into the innate realm, and Lu Chen has been stepping into the innate realm for a while, so he can naturally learn it.

The Pure Yang Flame Palm is a fire attribute palm technique, and only an innate true element with fire attribute characteristics can be cultivated, and Lu Chen happens to meet this condition.

In the courtyard, Lu Chen sat on the tea table, carefully studying the contents of the cheats, there were not many things recorded in it, only a few pages, but it contained very concise and concise content.

The most important thing is a diagram of the meridian operation route, but Lu Chen has not seen the reason for observing it for a few days.

The main reason is that it is too complicated, several acupuncture points in the meridians overlap and intertwine together, Lu Chen tried and tested several times but it didn't work, and he almost went crazy, but fortunately, he stopped in time to control the riotous circulation of the innate true yuan.

"Urge the innate true yuan to circulate the phoenix pool, the atrium, follow the trend, wander through the eight acupoints such as Lingxu and Tianfu, and finally condense it in the palm of your hand, and strike it out, burning the river and boiling the sea!"

Lu Chenpan sat in the courtyard, closed his eyes, silently chanted the key to the palm technique in his mouth, his mind was one, his luck was in the dantian, and the innate true yuan condensed in the dantian slowly surged, circulating along the second vein of Ren Du, and finally gathered in the palm of his hand, a wisp of fiery red flame jumped for a while, fleeting, like a candle flame.

"What the hell is going on?" Lu Chen opened his eyes, looked at the palm of his left hand, and said with a puzzled expression.

When urging the Innate True Yuan, he could clearly feel a heat flow in his body slowly flowing in the tendons, but every time it condensed into the palm of his hand, the heat flow became much lighter, not to mention the formation of a substantial palm print.

'Pure Yang Flame Palm' belongs to a very high-level martial arts secret book, only a martial artist who has reached the innate realm and has a fire attribute true element can cultivate, but looking at the entire sect, there are only a dozen martial artists who have reached the innate realm, and only one of them is a fire attribute innate true element, practicing a set of marksmanship, and has never been exposed to this set of palm techniques.

Lu Chen's idea of looking for someone to ask for advice naturally failed, so he could only rely on himself to slowly explore, but fortunately, he had plenty of time, and he could meditate on cultivating the 'Pure Yang Flame Palm' in this independent courtyard.

As time passed, most of the month finally allowed him to find the trick of cultivating the 'Pure Yang Flame Palm'.

It turned out that when he was cultivating before, he neglected two main points.

The first is that there is a big mistake in the tendon and vein lines of the operation of the innate true element, because the meridians in the body are all interconnected and staggered with each other, so when the innate true element is urged, many detours are taken, which is easy to waste the innate true element, and also prolongs the time for condensing the palm power.

The second is that his innate true yuan is not strong enough, and it is difficult to condense the innate true yuan to form a substantial palm print, and naturally he can't exert the power it should have.

What Lu Chen has to do now is to choose a fast and convenient meridian running line, add

Tightly improve the overall strength, practice makes perfect, and when he reaches the realm of the Innate True Pill, this pure Yang Flame Palm will naturally be able to skillfully display it.

During this time, in addition to cultivating the 'Pure Yang Flame Palm', he was also continuing to temper the Peerless Sword Technique.

The road of cultivation is tortuous and long, step by step, it is a process of slowly accumulating, and Lu Chen never dares to slack off.

Lock the sword edge, back mountain!

It's the dead of night, and it's quiet.

In a dense dense forest, Lu Chenpan sat on a rock on the edge of a cliff, with the Xuanqing heavy sword inserted aside, running the 'Golden Toad Tuna Technique' to expel impurities in his body, and gradually widen his muscles and veins.

The cool autumn wind blew gently, like a sympathetic hand caressing Lu Chen's chest, the tips of his hair fluttering in the wind, and his robe hunting.

"The wind is invisible, it is as soft as water, or as fierce as fire!"

"It's everywhere, but it's ethereal!"

"The wind in different seasons can bring different feelings to everything!"

"As the saying goes, wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows, which has an endless artistic conception!"

"It seems to be an ordinary gust of wind, but it contains destructive power, if I fuse the changes of the wind of all things into the soft sword, it can make my soft sword even more unpredictable!"

Lu Chen faced the wind, opened his heart, carefully felt the mystery of the wind, and visualized in his mind the figure of holding the flat plate dragon soft sword, constantly practicing the Ruyi swordsmanship.

The sword intent was misty, the figure flickered, and the Panlong Divine Sword was filled with a strange and ethereal aura, which was unguardable.

The autumn wind is full of gloomy atmosphere, and everywhere it goes, everything withers.

Pieces of fallen leaves drifted away with the wind, but when they fell on Lu Chen's body, they were strangely cut into pieces by a burst of invisible sword qi, and faintly, you could see a layer of fierce energy surrounding his whole person.

However, in this dense forest, at this moment, there is a pair of cold eyes hidden in the leaves, quietly watching the land dust not far away.

This figure has been here for a long time, and every time Lu Chen has come here to cultivate during this time, he will come over to observe secretly, trying to find the best time.

Lu Chen was immersed in cultivation wholeheartedly, so naturally he would not notice the movements around him, and this was the core realm of the Sword Sect, so he thought that he would be very safe, and he had no precautions against the surrounding environment, he would definitely not think that there would be people secretly peeping at him in this situation.

"Hmph, it's hidden deep enough, and I was almost deceived by you!" The mysterious man held a sharp sword, and the whole person hid in the branch of a big tree, looking at the figure not far away, secretly revealing a sneer.

The mysterious man narrowed his eyes, his gaze was as cold as a poisonous snake: "It's surprising that the fish that slipped through the net back then has grown to this extent in a blink of an eye." This person can't be kept, and it will be a great hidden danger in the future!"

When this thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly made a decision in his heart, and the whole person kicked the trunk of the tree, and instantly rushed out like an arrow from the string, turning into a phantom lightning and rushing towards Lu Chen, who was sitting on the edge of the cliff.

Lu Chen closed his eyes and carefully felt the mysteries of heaven and earth, his mind was like a mirror, reflecting all things in heaven and earth, and the movements within a radius of twenty zhang could not escape his perception.

When that mysterious man rushed into the range he sensed like lightning, Lu Chen's face changed drastically, and he instantly grabbed the Xuanqing heavy sword inserted next to him, and directly waved his hand to slash over.

With a bang, the mysterious man drew his sword at the same time

In an instant, the entire heaven and earth lit up with a dazzling silver sword light, as dazzling as the sun.

Thousands of sword shadows stabbed out like a torrential rain, completely enveloping Lu Chen!

"Not good!" Lu Chen was shocked when he saw this scene, his eyes flashed with a hint of horror, holding the Xuanqing heavy sword to resist frantically, and his body, which was originally loosened to the extreme, seemed to be stretched up in an instant.

"Qiang", "Qiang", "Qiang"... At the last moment, Lu Chen burst out with all the potential of his body, and frantically slashed out a series of sword shadows, forming a sword curtain to block the deadly three swords in it, but he was still stabbed in the body by the other party.

Lu Chen was kicked in the chest by the other party, and the huge force hit him hard, causing his whole body to smash into the woods behind him like a cannonball, hitting three or four big trees along the way before he stopped.

"What person?" Lu Chen held the Xuanqing heavy sword, his eyes widened, staring at the mysterious figure not far away, and shouted, at this moment he was covered in sadness and bloodstains, and his shoulders, abdomen, back and other places were densely covered with wounds.

The opponent's move was too sudden, too terrifying, as soon as he made a move, it was a killing move, if Lu Chen hadn't broken through to the level of 'the mirror heart is clear, reflecting everything', he would have almost been attacked by the other party.

When he thought about it now, he felt afraid for a while, he was too careless, living in the Sword Sect did not necessarily mean absolute safety!

The mysterious man was armed with a strange sword, one side was silver-white, engraved with mountains, rivers and trees, and the other side was extremely black, engraved with the sun, moon and stars. He stood on a rock not far away and sneered: "Little ghost, I haven't seen you for five years, but you have changed a lot!"

Hearing the other party's words, Lu Chen's pupils suddenly shrank, and cold sweat flowed on his forehead: "What do you mean!"

"Still pretending, how long are you going to hide your identity!" said the mysterious man indifferently, he was dressed in black, with a black scarf on his face, and his identity was not visible on the surface, but the eyes of the forest exuded terrifying murderous intent.

Drops of blood flowed, staining Lu Chen's cyan robe red, facing the mysterious killer in front of him, a huge sense of crisis suddenly rose in Lu Chen's heart, and he said coldly: "What identity, is Your Excellency mistaken!"

"There's no mistake, I've noticed you since you made a name for yourself in the Hidden Dragon Tournament!" the mysterious man said with a disdainful look.

Lu Chen's hair was scattered, his clothes were very sharp, he still pretended not to understand and said: "Notice something, I have no grievances with Your Excellency, why do you suddenly attack me!"

"Hmph, you are not Lu Chen at all, you just changed your name and surname, your real identity should be the descendant of the Peerless Sword Saint, Lu Zhenxuan's only son Lu Lingfeng, am I right?" the mysterious man sneered, looking disdainful.

Lu Chen's face changed greatly, his head was buzzing, he stared at each other with a pair of eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Seven kills, you are one of the murderers who attacked Wushuang City back then!"

"That's right, it's me, one of the seven kills, codenamed Wuqu!" The mysterious man also admitted his identity, anyway, in his eyes, Lu Chen was already a dead man, and it didn't matter if he knew his identity.

Seeing that the enemy who killed his father was close in front of him, the killing intent in Lu Chen's heart instantly gushed out like a tide, and his eyes were red and said, "How did you find out my identity!"

"You have exposed too many flaws, first, you can use both a soft sword and a heavy sword, so ordinary people with amazing swordsmanship will not. Second, your surname is Lu, and the Peerless Sword Saint is also surnamed Lu, which is too much of a coincidence!Third, your left hand is usually wrapped in strips of cloth, which is very suspicious, do you think you can hide your identity in this way?" the mysterious man smiled coldly, his expression very proud.

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