"This sword is hundreds of years ago, my disciple in a spirit mine and obtained, because no one has been able to use the sword pavilion, since you pulled out this sword, it seems that you also have a fate with this sword, I hope that one day you can make this sword famous and cultivate, now I will practice the five types of fusion sword order for you" After speaking, he used the fifth style with the "broken sword", and the sword speed was very slow, so that Lu Mu could remember the sword order.

After practicing, he threw the "broken sword" to Lu Mu and said, "Let's try it"

The fifth style Lu Mu is familiar with can no longer be familiar, with the sword order, the fusion style is not yet hand-to-hand, and he took the "broken sword" nine swords, and a sword curtain appeared around his body, and the fifth style is also the only sword style in the nine styles that is mainly used for defense.

Zhao Qing thought of Zhou Tong at this time, and he spent half a month melting this fifth form under his continuous guidance.

Only then did he really know how terrifying Lu Mu's talent was, as if he had seen a star rising in the cultivation world of the Primordial Star.

Originally, he just wanted to teach Lu Mu the first style today, but he didn't expect Lu Mu to learn the fifth style in an instant, so he decided to demonstrate all the rest. In the sixth form, countless sword bodies cut off the light, although it was only for a moment, but Lu Mu lost his vision.

In the seventh form, a thunderbolt flashed.

The eighth form, composed of nine sword qi, formed a divine eagle, and that divine eagle seemed to tear apart everything it encountered.

In the ninth type, a divine dragon appeared in the world, and Lu Mu, who was shocked by a dragon roar, was stunned.

After the demonstration, Zhao Qing threw the "broken sword" to Lu Mu and said, "Come and see how many styles you can fuse today."

Lu Mu took the "Broken Sword" and closed his eyes to recall the sword order, at this time, the Tianchong spirit in the Sahasrara exuded courage and entered his mind, and the scene of Zhao Qing's demonstration of the sixth style just now was formed in his mind, and at that moment he felt that he was Zhao Qing.

The sixth form came out casually, and with the appearance of countless sword bodies in front of him, there was also a broken light enchantment.

Then the seventh type, Ben Lei Xian, the eighth type, the Sky Eagle Xian, the ninth style, the Shenlong Xian.

Zhao Qing was extremely satisfied in his heart at this moment, and he was no longer surprised, because he knew that Chi Yuan would definitely be famous for the Yuan Xing cultivation path, if nothing else, for the sake of the young man in front of him. Even if he dies at this moment, there is no regret. There was a mist in his eyes, because he felt that his mission in this life had been completed, which was to witness the appearance of this young man.

"Xiao Mu, can you promise Uncle Shi one thing?" Zhao Qing said in a trembling voice

Seeing Uncle Shi like this, Lu Mu was also at a loss: "Uncle Shi, you say"

"No matter how high you can fly, you must remember that you were once a member of Chi Yuan" He seemed to feel that Chi Yuan was not suitable for Lu Mu anymore.

It's only been three years, this young man has learned the essence of Chiyuan thoroughly, so the next time this young man stays in Chiyuan, Chiyuan is like an eagle's nest for Lu Mu, he always has to soar for nine days.

Lu Mu was also touched by Uncle Shi's atmosphere, and suddenly knelt down, tears falling like rain: "Uncle Shi, Chiyuan is a home for me, a home that has never been, no matter when Xiao Mu is a child of Chiyuan"

"Okay, kid, get up, it's all my fault that made you cry, you see that you cry more ugly than me," he said, pulling up Lu Mu and saying humorously

Lu Mu smiled when he heard this, and at the same time secretly swore that he would protect this family "Chiyuan" for the rest of his life. Chi Yuan gave him happiness and gave him meaning in life.

In the early summer of 5338 of the Seventh Calendar of the Original Star, Lu Mu lay on the horse farm and looked at the stars in the sky, remembering that two years ago he was still begging everywhere for a meal, but now he has stepped into the path of cultivation and has become an immortal in the eyes of those who he begged for before.

Just as Lu Mu was pleasantly watching the night star, he felt that someone was approaching him, so he cleverly straightened his body, looked around, and found that it was Uncle Zhao Qing standing not far away, and carrying a package.

I saw Zhao Qing throw the package to Lu Mu, and said, "There are fifty spirit stones in it, I will send them again when I run out."

Lu Mu took the package and hurriedly thanked him happily: "Uncle Xie"

Afterwards, Zhao Qing said: "In the next few days, you will practice by yourself, and I will help Zhou Tong that kid enter the Nine Levels of Yuan Qi as soon as possible."

"Uncle don't worry, the disciple must work hard to cultivate," Lu Mu replied

The next time, Lu Mu came to the top of the cliff again in high spirits, and practiced the nine-style Chiyuan over and over again, the first four styles were very proficient, but the last five styles had just been mastered after all, so he must continue to practice so that he could use them skillfully.

Under Lu Mu's "broken sword", the sword curtain, thunder, skyhawk, dragon roar, and frightened birds and beasts all hid far away, not daring to approach.

After he mastered each style, Lu Mu decided to practice the third form of Bukong.

The third style focuses on "continuous" and infinite chains, which requires Lu Mu to perfectly control his body shape and combine it with the sword style.

Time is like flowing water, passing slowly, Lu Mu keeps practicing, how does he know that what he cultivates is no longer the Nine Abyss, such as the stars, such as the Cave Sky, whether it is the form or the meaning, it has already transcended the scope of the Nine Abyss.

This is the function of the body, which can sublimate a move and a style, just like a sword, it is a dead thing, and if a person can make its function be embodied and become a sharp blade.

Now if Jiuyuan is a sword, then Bukong is a person who uses a sword.

Four days later, he finally combined Bukong with the third type perfectly, Lu Mu felt that the explosive power of this style was not as strong as the stars and the cave sky, but the continuous striking power was much stronger than them. Therefore, Lu Mu called this third form "quicksand"

If the cave can penetrate an upper peak, the quicksand can consume it into a peakless land.

When Lu Mu returned to the racecourse, he saw Zhao Qing sitting on Bai Yu and looking at him, so he hurriedly stepped forward: "I've seen Uncle Shi"

Zhao Qing nodded and said, "I put fifty spirit stones in your room again, I have to go to Cangyue Gate today to discuss the affairs of the conference, the sword master will take you to Cangyue tomorrow, and prepare well for the Tailing Sword Conference in three days."

Lu Mu didn't expect to leave tomorrow, so he bowed down and replied, "Yes, please rest assured, uncle"

Then Zhao Qing slapped the white feather, only to see it display its double feathers and fly away.

Not long after Zhao Qing left, four more people came to the racecourse, namely Zhou Tong, Lingyue, Xiangfei and Xu Jiang.

Seeing the four of them, Lu Mu hurriedly greeted them and asked, "Senior brother and sister, you are here."

Lingyue was the first to speak, and her two big eyes looked straight at Lu Mu: "Stinky boy, tell me what method you used to get my grandfather to agree to you to participate in the Tailing Conference."

Zhou Tong also then asked: "You're not afraid of being beaten to death at the conference."

Xiangfei seemed to know something, and didn't ask any questions, just looked at him and smiled.

Xu Jiang also coaxed: "Little junior brother, you can't hide it, did you bribe your uncle?"

Lu Mu was at a loss when asked, how should he answer?

At this time, Ling Yue waved his hand and said, "You let me, I'll try this kid's catty" The other three immediately stepped back and gave way to a piece of the field

It turned out that the sword master told the four of them that Lu Mu was going to participate in the Tailing Conference with them, but he didn't explain Lu Mu's strength.

Lingyue didn't wait for Lu Mu to refuse, she dodged and punched over, and Lu Mu's luck flashed away.

But Lingyue then attacked again, and Lu Mu dodged again, and the two of them attacked one by one. Lu Mu said while flashing: "Senior sister, you can't be so unkind, how can you bully me like this"

However, Lingyue didn't hear it, and kept attacking Lu Mu, and Lu Mu was speechless and could only keep dodging.

Seeing that there would be nothing to gain if she continued like this, Lingyue pulled out her sword and used the nine abysses, and shouted: "You kid, if you don't fight back, I won't cut your nose."

Lu Mu still kept dodging, and Lingyue didn't dare to use the fusion sword style when he came up, for fear of hurting Lu Mu. However, after the eighty-one sword, he still didn't touch Lu Mu at all, because he was familiar with Jiuyuan, and as soon as Lingyue took out the sword, he immediately judged how to dodge.

Zhou Tong's eyes on the side slowly became solemn, thinking that this little junior brother is really not simple.

Ling Yue slowly seemed to notice that something was wrong, and as soon as the sword style changed, she played the first fusion style, only to see the criss-crossing sword qi flying towards Lu Mu.

At this time, Lu Mu didn't dare to hold it up, raised his hand to "break the sword" to hit the first fusion style, and pressed the strength at thirty percent, he didn't dare to use the stars, he was also afraid of hurting Lingyue.

Seeing that the sword qi was entangled, Lu Mu took the initiative to retreat, and Ling Yue was stunned for a moment and shouted: "Stinky boy, you really have some strength"

After speaking, the second form was used again, and Lu Mu had no choice but to use the second form as well, when Lingyue's second form was taken over by Lu Mu with the second style. In his heart, he no longer despises Lu Mu, and the strength of this junior brother may not be weaker than himself.

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