Chapter 3: The Woman in the Painting

When he woke up, Ling Bo shook his head, only to feel a little swelling in his head.

It's surprising that he didn't die.

I saw that in the next second, his face was full of shock, and then his face was full of excitement.

It turned out that a rune appeared in his brain, similar to that on the sword's body, operating in an esoteric pattern.

Some of them multiplied and formed a strange sword technique called (Heaven Destroying Decision).

Ling Bo couldn't help but be fascinated by it, this sword technique was unlike anything he had ever seen before.

But I'm afraid it's much more subtle than any swordsmanship.

This sword technique introduces a new path of cultivation.

This is a cultivation concept supplemented by the sword.

This is completely opposite to what the master taught him, but this sword technique is weird and domineering, and Ling Bo shook his head from time to time.

However, after pondering for a moment, he nodded and smiled again, frowning and smiling from time to time.

Slowly closing the book, Ling Bo was still unsatisfied, but his face was also full of hesitation.

After all, with what he had learned before, he was also afraid that if he practiced something good or bad, he would go mad and fall into the devil.

But then I think about it, this risk and opportunity coexist, if it is really as the sword technique notes, what is the harm of taking a little risk.

In the end, Ling Bo couldn't resist the temptation of this mysterious sword trick after all.

Finally began to practice this set of swordsmanship.

However, in the process of internal vision, he was surprised to find that the disappearing flying sword actually appeared on his dantian.

And as long as he controls this sword with his mind, this transparent lightsaber will appear in his hand, and when he doesn't want to use it, he can also let this flying sword be retracted into the dantian.

Gradually, Ling Bo has slowly become numb to all this.

After going through all these things, he is now much more immune to these things that are beyond ordinary people's cognition, and finally believes in the existence of this immortal stream.

Thinking that this sword must not belong to this world, otherwise how could it be so magical,

I couldn't help but think that when I had this sword to fight with people in the future, I would definitely be able to catch him off guard.

Ling Bo summoned the flying sword and observed it carefully.

This sword is really extraordinary, and when I think about it, I slash it at a stone, and the original solid stone is as fragile as tofu at this moment.

The sword of the Secret Dao is so extraordinary, and the sword technique will not be bad, and Ling Bo, who couldn't wait, began to cultivate penance.

While practicing swordsmanship, Ling Bo was consolidating and improving his cultivation.

Three years have passed in a flash.

In the past three years, he has studied martial arts without distractions, so he has made rapid progress.

In three years, it has also broken through from a congenital one to a three.

The innate triple peak is one step away from entering the innate masterpiece.

There are a total of nine congenital ones, one to three are collectively called congenital small successes, the same four to six are called congenital great achievements, and seven to nine are called congenital peaks.

Basically, those who can reach the pinnacle of innate martial arts are all overlords.

It is precisely in this way that the innate and posterior realms are also called the grandmaster realm in the rivers and lakes.

As for the Heaven Destroying Decision, he could only barely comprehend the third sword.

This sword trick is more powerful than a sword, but this consumption is also very large, especially the third sword consumption is too large, and the current internal force in the body is seriously not enough to use this move.

However, the power of the third sword is not comparable to the first two swords, it is fierce and domineering, and the power of destruction is simply not like what mortal power can do.

As soon as this sword came out, it was destroyed in all directions.

Ling Bo Dark Incense's nameless sword technique is really good, so powerful against the sky, if it is really as this sword technique says, I am afraid that the master will not be able to receive this last sword.

In addition to these, he has also been reviewing his previous martial arts for the past three years.

There is also a shadow dance duel that integrates the essence of the master's life, and the master only created three styles for this shadow dance duel, the first style is the shadow dance step.

Ling Bo has practiced no less than a thousand times, and he is finally successful, as for the third type of shadow clone, Ling Bo has tried countless times and found that this shadow clone consumes too much, and it feels very chicken, I am afraid that only when I wait for the realm of the grandmaster can I bring this trick into play.

With this Heaven Destroying Decision and Shadow Dance Decision, you can basically gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes, which is exactly what Ling Bo thinks, after all, the rivers and lakes are different here.

This is also the master always telling him that the rivers and lakes are sinister.

It was a little cool in the autumn of the night, and a fire rose in front of the grave.

A few hares were tested on the fire rack.

looked up at the bright moon, but there were mixed tastes in my heart. There is both the melancholy of parting and the joy of walking out of the mountains.

I can't help but think of a poem that the master always chanted, and I don't know where I heard it, and I also had a deep understanding at this time.

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.

Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio.

Infinite desolation, loneliness and melancholy, it can be seen that the poet who wrote this poem was afraid that the scene was similar to his own at that time.

Already slightly drunk, Ling Bo took a jar of wine.

Come on, come on, the apprentice will get drunk with you.

Cuckoo!

Ling Bo directly, lifted the wine jar into his mouth, and poured it violently as if he was drinking not wine, but water. He also knew how strong the wine made by the master, and Ling Bo just wanted to get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows.

poured it like this, and sure enough, it didn't take long for him to lie on the ground.

The mouth was still intermittently recited: "Master, master, huhu......

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The sky is clear and the sun is shining.

Under a large tree hugged by at least three people, a teenager stood in the wind.

He kowtowed three times to the master's grave, recollected his mood, and turned around and hurried towards the cliff.

Ling Bo's sharp eyes on the edge of the cliff looked into the distance where the white clouds were rolling.

It's finally going down the mountain, and it's been eighteen years since I got up this mountain.

He doesn't know, and he doesn't need to know, because he's coming.

At the moment, there is a little struggle in my heart, but more of an excitement.

Ling Bo is not the kind of mother-in-law, with a simple package on his back, just a few changes of cloth clothes.

When I came to the edge of the mountain, I looked at the only way up and down the mountain, in fact, it can't be called a road, just a wooden stake after a wooden stake, extending down one after another.

"Master, I'll come back to see you!"

With a shout, Ling Bo jumped down the cliff.

A few days later, in a primeval forest, Limbo shook his head with a wry smile, this damn forest.

It's been three days and it's still uninhabited, for him who has been living in the depths of the mountains.

At this moment, I am particularly eager to see J alone, even if he is ugly.

It should also seem extra friendly at the moment.

Ling Bo, who was resting on a big tree, was bored and picked up the portrait of the master that the master said, and still remembered the scene when he first went up the mountain, he was forced by the master to give incense to this master ancestor.

I saw that the woman in this painting has bright eyes and bright teeth, like a fairy descending to earth, dressed in a white dress, and the collar on the white dress is embroidered with a small golden sword is very conspicuous, I saw her standing in the air at this time, Ling Bo only glanced at it, and it has been deeply imprinted in his mind, but I am afraid that this life will not be forgotten.

Especially the deep eyebrows tightened, and the pair of eyebrows that revealed a trace of sadness, people want to know more deeply, looking at those eyes, Ling Bo was obsessed with the Lord.

I don't know if that senior can draw the joys, sorrows, and spirits of a person.

It's like a living thing, and it makes the viewer addicted to it.

Although Limbo has not seen any beautiful women, oh! I should say that he has not seen any women.

I'm afraid that before he saw the woman in this painting, he had seen the most beautiful woman, and I was afraid that it was just the four red cards of Yanchun Building, the largest brothel in Yong'an City, with four fragrances in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

For this ancestor, Ling Bo didn't have much thought.

Because for the people in this painting, there are woods, not necessarily.

There was even a time when I wondered if the master was insane.

Or maybe it's too lonely to find an elite sustenance, so I made a master come out.

It wasn't until all kinds of strange things happened to me that I believed my master's words.

It is said that after being defeated by the Ye City Lord, the master accidentally found this painting at a historic site, as well as the black token of unknown material.

At first, I was just amazed at the beauty of the person in the painting.

Until I looked at this painting once, and suddenly it entered this painting as if in a dream.

I saw a woman dancing a sword in front of my eyes, and the woman couldn't see her face clearly, but it could be concluded that it was the woman in the painting.

Observing the sword moves she danced carefully, she forgot the sword moves she danced just now as soon as she finished dancing a move, and she couldn't remember them at all.

It was as if someone had changed his memories and waited for him to wake up from his immersion.

It's how to remember, I can't remember a single move, as if these sword moves don't belong to this world.

Even this made him ecstatic, and those vague memory fragments also benefited him a lot, and Shadow Dance realized it even more from it.

But no matter how much Ling Bo looked at it, he couldn't see the magic of this painting.

After watching for a long time, he had no choice but to give up, in fact, for any martial arts, he didn't expect even the master to be powerless, he didn't think he was stronger than the master.

He just wanted to see the demeanor of the people in the painting.

However, this Yong'an City is far away in the Great Zhou Kingdom, and it is still separated by a sea, and it can't go back for a while.