Blood Sword Seven Styles

According to legend, these seven styles are the law decisions that the blood sword patriarch had an occasional encounter with and realized when he watched the changes of all things in the ancient Taoist scriptures.

The sword style, also known as the sword momentum, is the basic sword style of the seven-style sword technique, first of all, you have to concentrate on the spiritual power in the body with the sword soul, and then gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to infuse the sword weapon to form a sword momentum, and then send out a full blow.

The amount of qi gathered is inseparable from the power of the sword move, the more heaven and earth aura gathered, the more amazing the sword momentum, and the greater the power emitted.

Having said that, but it takes a process to gather qi, and this process takes time, for some rookies who have not been cultivating immortals for a few days, when they are fighting against people, if they are really gathering qi for a long time, what is the difference between waiting for death?

Jing Yun found that the sword style was actually such a chicken rib law decision, and couldn't help but be speechless for a while, fortunately, when he practiced to the consummation realm, he could instantly gather his qi into the maximum sword momentum and send out a full force blow, thinking that it seemed that he had to get a sword and strive to cultivate to perfection as soon as possible.

Three days had passed since the end of the Sword Cultivation Pool, Jing Yun woke up from the meditation when he heard the sound, and followed the other children out of the stone room, there were already several blood-robed disciples waiting outside the stone room, and led everyone to walk in the spacious passage of the cave, and came to a stone hall that was slightly larger than the Sword Cultivation Pool.

"Deputy Courtyard Master Bing, a new disciple, and the nine hundred and sixty-three people who have succeeded in condensing the sword soul, have all been brought. A burly middle-aged man said respectfully to the blood-robed young woman sitting on the only chair in the stone room.

The young woman in the blood robe walked down the high platform of the nine-story stone steps, looked at the nearly thousand boys and girls without any fireworks in the world, and said: "You must have seen the seven styles of the blood sword when you go back, if you want to cultivate the sword style, you must have a sword, and this sword sect will give each of you one." Did you find that compared to a month ago, there were two-thirds less than the number of you who were there? To tell you the truth, the competition in the Floating Red Courtyard was very cruel, and the name of survival of the fittest was also among the best in the entire Xuan Domain. Elimination elsewhere means failure, but here, elimination has only one name, and that is death. The cruelty of the Piaohong Courtyard is small compared to the cultivation realm, if you want to go far on the road of cultivating immortals, live for a long time, only to fight, to keep getting stronger, only the strong have the right and way to choose survival. There are quite a few people who have entered the middle stage of condensation, giving you three months to consolidate your cultivation and cultivate the sword style, and enter the Valley of the Hundred Beasts after three months. Take them to the secret room. "

As soon as the words fell, before everyone could react, she had already turned around and left.

Immediately, dozens of blood-robed disciples who had been waiting around for a long time led everyone through the criss-crossing passages to a mountain belly full of small stone chambers, each of which had a number on the stone door, and there were countless stone chambers along the way.

Jing Yun was speechless and took a palm-sized blood-colored triangular token from the hand of a blood-robed disciple, and he couldn't tell what material was made of. He looked at the one thousand five hundred and sixty-eight written on it, and then looked at the number on the stone door, and his heart suddenly became clear.

Although the passage in the belly of the mountain is spacious, it can only accommodate seven or eight children walking side by side, Jingyun and Xu Budong have long been separated, and the whole passage is only illuminated with some pearls, and the line of sight is relatively dark.

He sighed all the way, in the world, every pearl is no less than a thousand gold, and it is actually used for lighting here, but I am afraid that no one will believe this amount.

About half an hour later, Jing Yun stood in front of the stone door with 1,568 written on it, took out the token and pressed it into a triangular stone seal on the door.

"Rumble. "

The stone door emitted a burst of blood-colored light and slowly opened.

Jing Yun walked into the secret room of only five or six square meters, and looked at everything in the secret room through the faint light emitted by a slightly smaller pearl inlaid on the top of the secret room.

The walls of the secret room are surrounded by intricate spiritual patterns, and on the black floor in the middle, a gray futon lies quietly, and there are no other ornaments.

On the ground next to the futon, there were a few things, a silver sword and two black wooden boxes.

His eyes lit up suddenly, and he said to himself with great joy: "Although the humble only has a futon left, this sword is enough." "

This sword is three feet three inches long, about two centimeters thick, the whole body is cast with stainless steel, the hand is as light as a feather, next to the sword handle of the sword body, engraved with the word sword sect.

There was a little cold light on the tip of the sword, even if he didn't know the goods like him, he couldn't help but sigh: "Good sword." "

The more Jing Yun looked at it, the more he liked it, and when he thought of the trip after three months that the young woman in the blood robe said, he had to suppress the excitement in his heart, put the long sword in front of him, and began to cultivate cross-legged.

Although he has not been able to fully cultivate the sword style in the past few days, he has used the sword soul to attract the spiritual power in his body and communicate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to gather momentum, and he still tirelessly cultivates many times.

Although it is not successful every time, and from the sword soul to communicate spiritual power, and then to become a potential, the shortest time is half an hour. Every time he thought of this, he was a little suspicious, is there really the so-called 'heart is the momentum' recorded in the Blood Sword Duel?

Jing Yun's mind was immersed in the sword soul, and began to recite the law decision silently, the sword soul that was originally lying quietly in the depths of the sea of qi slowly rotated, and as the speed of rotation accelerated, the sea of qi like a quiet lake also rotated, and a funnel-shaped vortex appeared on the surface of the liquid formed by the spiritual power in the sea of qi. It didn't take long for a stream of spiritual power to emerge from the whirlpool, appearing on his chest through his body, condensing into a silver point of light the size of a soybean.

At this moment, Jing Yun felt that the aura around him suddenly accelerated to gather in front of his chest, and then gathered in the point of light, as the aura increased, the point of light also began to slowly increase, and it was about half an hour before it was close to saturation.

At this moment, he hurriedly pinched the sword finger with his left hand, and against the egg-sized light cluster on his chest, he quickly spit out a 'rise' in his mouth, and injected it into the long sword in front of him, and then the long sword jumped up, and the sword body emitted a dazzling light, and slashed at the wall in front of him.

"It seems that I can only practice diligently!" Jing Yun couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the wall in front of him that didn't even fall into the dust.

Although the sword style is quite powerful, it takes too long, Jing Yun thought about the trip to the Valley of the Hundred Beasts after March, combined with the meaning of the young woman in the blood robe, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless in his heart.

After all, the sword style was not of much help to the trip after three months, because no matter how confident he was, he didn't think that he could learn it to perfection in such a short period of time.

As he was hesitating, he suddenly remembered that there were two wooden boxes next to him, and he just looked at the extremely long sword in the future.

Immediately, he opened one of the boxes suspiciously, only to see that it contained several black pills, which were Bigu Dan.

In another box, a gray book was contained.

As the saying goes, a long drought is a blessing in life.

Jing Yun also felt full of happiness at this time, because the title of this book is "Sword Moves and Hundred Solutions", which everyone in the Sword Sect can learn, and it can also be said that everyone must read it when they first enter the Sword Sect.

"Sword Moves and Hundred Solutions" is not a martial art, just like the martial arts in the mortal martial arts, if this book appears in the world, it will definitely set off a bloody storm.

The book contains a variety of basic sword moves, and it is equipped with detailed illustrations, which is exactly what Jingyun needs now.

He had already understood that if he wanted to learn other exercises, he had to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and exchange them for contribution points.

As for the contribution points, they have to be earned by the tasks issued in the Buwu Hall, or those who make big contributions will receive rewards from the master, which is also a kind of training for disciples in the sect.

In the following days, Jing Yun began to practice the sword style tirelessly, striving to reach the Great Perfection realm as soon as possible, while learning the sword moves of Baijie, practicing the basic sword moves, and meditating when he was tired to recover his mental and physical strength.

Time flies, time flies.

Before you know it, the March period has passed. On this day, the bell of the assembly echoed in each secret room, and all the children stopped their cultivation and walked through the long and winding passage under the guidance of the blood-robed disciples, heading towards the valley outside the mountain.