Chapter 3: The Woman in the Painting

Ling Hao shook his head and patted his forehead with his hand, only to feel that his head was a little swollen. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

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 Hao couldn't help but be attracted by it, this sword technique was different from any sword technique 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 Hao, who was watching it, 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 Hao was still unsatisfied, but his face was 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 Hao still couldn't resist the temptation of this mysterious sword technique.

Finally began to practice this set of swordsmanship.

However, in the process of internal vision, Ling Hao 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 Hao was slowly 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 Hao summoned the flying sword and observed it carefully.

This sword is really extraordinary, and when I think about it, I cut 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, so Ling Hao, who couldn't wait, began to cultivate.

While Ling Hao was cultivating his swordsmanship, he was consolidating and improving his cultivation.

Two years have passed in a flash.

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

In two years, it has also broken through from the congenital one to the triple peak, and it is one step away from the congenital quadruple.

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 Hao thought secretly: "This nameless sword technique is really good, such a powerful force against the sky, if it is really as this sword technique says, I am afraid that even 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 two years.

There is also a shadow dance duel that integrates the essence of the master's life, Ling Hao has practiced it no less than a thousand times, and it is finally a success.

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 Hao's sharp eyes on the edge of the cliff looked into the distance of the white clouds tumbling.

It's finally time to descend the mountain, and it's been seventeen years since I climbed this mountain.

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

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!"

After shouting, Ling Hao jumped down the cliff to ......

The Tianwu Continent, which is respected by martial arts, is divided into four continents, east, west, north and south, all of which are separated by the vast sea. These four continents are the largest in Dongzhou, the other three continents combined, are not half the size of the Dongzhou continent, most of the territory of Dongzhou belongs to the territory of the Great Zhou Kingdom, the Great Zhou Kingdom is not only the most extensive country, but also the most prosperous place for martial arts, and it is the origin of martial arts.

A few days later, in a primeval forest, Ling Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head, 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 someone, even if he is ugly, it should seem extraordinarily kind at this moment.

Ling Hao, 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 incense this master ancestor.

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

Especially the deep eyebrows locked, and the pair of eyebrows and eyes that revealed a trace of sadness, people wanted to know more deeply, looking at those eyes, Ling Hao was actually 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 Ling Hao hadn't seen any beautiful women, oh!

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 Hao didn't have much thought.

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 Ye Zhiqiu, the master accidentally found this painting in a historic site. ”

At first, I was just amazed by the beauty of the person in the painting, until I looked at the painting once, and suddenly it was like a dream to enter the painting.

I saw a woman dancing a sword in front of me, 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 Ling Hao looked, he couldn't see the magic of this painting.

After watching for a long time and gaining nothing, Ling Hao had no choice but to give up, in fact, for any martial arts, he didn't expect that even the master could do nothing, he didn't think he was better than the master.

He just wanted to see the people in the painting.

After a few days of traveling, I was a little tired, and I casually put the so-called portrait of the ancestor on my face, and fell asleep.

In a daze, Ling Hao seemed to have a dream, and he came to a stone room, where the woman in the painting was meditating.

"Hey!" Ling Hao shouted at the woman, but the woman didn't react.

I couldn't help but Ling Hao walked over and patted her shoulder with his hand, "Huh!" I never thought that my palm would pass directly through her body unimpeded, which made Ling Hao feel incredible, even after trying a few times, helpless Ling Hao, looking at this peerless face, actually had an idea, only to see it slowly bend down, muttering and slowly printing towards the small mouth of the woman in the painting.

At this moment, the middle-aged man dressed in white flashed out, looked around, and then turned his head to look at Ling Hao's movements at this time: "Lingxi Qiankun diagram, it's a bit interesting, hehe!"

Just as the lips met, suddenly Ling Hao's originally transparent lips suddenly turned into a physical thing.

Of course, Ling Hao naturally didn't know all this, and thought that he would directly make up for the gap.

"Boom!" Ling Hao's mind was blank, he never thought that these warm and soft lips were so real, Ling Hao quickly opened his eyes, and looked at each other, as if he could see the horror of both sides.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, "Ah!" the woman in the painting shouted, flew away, and then her gaze was cold, and a substantial wind blade slashed towards Ling Hao.

I saw that the middle-aged man turned into a sword light and submerged into Ling Hao's body, disappearing before the wind blade hit Ling Bo.

Seeing the wind blade fluttering into the air, the woman in this painting showed a puzzled expression..........

"Whew!" Ling Hao, who sat up suddenly, forgot that he was still on the tree at the moment, and fell directly under the tree, and hurriedly ran light skills, and borrowed his strength twice before falling smoothly to the ground.

"It's so dangerous" Ling Hao patted his chest, I don't know if he said "dangerous", referring to the dream or the present.

Then Ling Hao touched his lips and muttered, "But that dream just now was so real." ”

"Nan Ke is just a dream" Then Ling Hao shook his head, thinking about the current situation, now that he is in the Qin Kingdom of Nanzhou, if he goes to the Great Zhou Kingdom, he will have to travel through the vast sea. "I can't go back for a while, alas, if you come, you can settle down," Ling Hao thought to himself, he wasn't the same there. ”