In front of Luohe's eyes, there are only a few simple roads to walk. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

1. Abandon your internal strength and start from scratch to practice the Demon Sword Method. Undoubtedly, the fit between the sword technique and the heart method is the most perfect, but the time Luo He spent cultivating internal strength before was also in vain, and everything had to start from scratch.

2. Give up the Demon Sword Mind Method, and continue to perform the Demon Sword Knife Technique with the original Blood Sea Demon Skill, but the inevitable mismatch between the internal martial arts and internal skills affects the use of the Sword Technique, resulting in perfection is no longer perfect, and it is easy to produce flaws.

3. Try to find a balance between the Demon Sword Mind Method and the Blood Sea Demon Skill, and use the internal strength foundation of the Blood Sea Demon Skill to change the route, so as to transform the Blood Sea Demon Skill True Qi into the Demon Sword Mind Method's internal strength True Qi.

These three paths are in front of Luohe's eyes, and he must choose one of them to follow.

For Luohe, the first one is basically equivalent to having given up. How much cost and energy does it take to abandon his internal strength and start cultivating all over again before he can return to the current state? And when he returns to his current strength, I am afraid that people who were about the same as him, or even inferior to him, have already gone ahead of him.

The rivers and lakes are very simple, and time will not wait for anyone. If you are still standing still, others will naturally surpass you.

Luohe does not want to be subservient to others, and he is not willing to waste a lot of time to spend on the road he has already traveled.

Therefore, he chose the third way, trying, merging, and correcting.

However, the higher the level of internal strength originally cultivated, the more difficult it was for merging and modifying the new martial arts. If Luo He's cultivation was only entry-level basic internal skills such as blood and water magic skills, then the starting difficulty of fusing and modifying the new martial arts would be much lower. But the Blood Sea Demon Skill can be regarded as a peerless level internal martial arts mental method, and if you want to successfully convert it into a demon sword mental method, it can be said that it is a hundred times more difficult.

But this hundredfold thousandfold is for ordinary people. Luohe has his own exclusive method, the Scarlet World.

The blood-colored world, which has been tried and tested for a hundred years, in addition to exercising actual combat ability, can also allow Luohe to try the transfer route of the internal strength method. It's just that today's Luohe doesn't dare to die at will in the blood-colored world, so every time he finds that his internal strength has gone wrong, he can only put it aside for the time being, wait for the next day to avoid this problem, and make corrections again.

Time, and time again.

How long has passed? Luo He himself could not calculate.

Outside, it is possible to rely on day and night to calculate day and night, but there is no black and white at the bottom of the valley, and the dark yellow sky will always shroud this sky.

When I was tired of self-cultivation, I sank into the blood-colored world to deduce the demon sword heart method, and when I was almost done, I returned to the real world.

Exactly, how long has it been?

This is a question that Luo He also wants to know.

It seems, many days have passed.

Slowly opening his eyes, the last trace of blood-colored true qi in the dantian was also converted cleanly, and replaced with pure black true qi that was as black as ink. The deep and quiet black glow replaced the blood-red breath, filling Luo He's eyes.

Slowly getting up, the shabby clothes were already covered with dust, and I don't know how long it has been since I cultivated this time.

With the gradual sophistication of the power, the circulation of the true qi of the internal power can gradually slow down the consumption of metabolism. Luo He couldn't remember exactly when he had eaten last time, in short, it seemed that he hadn't eaten for a long time.

Feeling the protest of the rumbling in his stomach, Luo He couldn't help but feel a little dumb in his heart, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to suck it, and a few wild fruits on the wild fruit tree fell into the palm of his hand under the effect of the sucking word.

After a hasty meal, Luo He's consciousness finally began to fully recover, but his memory seemed to be worse than before. It's as if I remember something in my head and forget something.

"I ...... Who is it?"

Looking at the reflection in the cold pool, the Luo River with its cloak spreading, it can be said that there is no image at all, but on the outline, you can still vaguely distinguish the original appearance.

"I'm ...... Luohe?"

The eyes fell into distraction, and the memories of many years ago, when this face appeared, began to slowly converge, return, and blend into Luo He's mind bit by bit.

"I'm ...... Luohe!"

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight and returned!

The crooked demon knife swirled in the air, buzzing, as if cheerfully announcing the return of its master.

The demon knife was held in his hand, Luo He gently pressed down, and the pitch-black knife qi shot out, and in an instant, it attracted the knife mist on both sides of the valley bottom, and the knife mist blended in, like a tornado swallowed by a whale, the momentum was huge and terrifying.

"Finally, it's time for the final step. ”

The knife gas enters the body, the knife gas rushes to the waste hole, the person is the knife, the knife is the person, and the knife can be out of the valley!

Before returning to the tombstone, Luo He knelt down again and respectfully kowtowed nine times for this next-generation teacher. Because the age is too far away, Luo He doesn't know what the origin of Luo Nian, the master of the same era as the Master of Tiangong, three or four hundred years ago. But he doesn't need to know that the division of mentorship between the two has been decided, which is an unchangeable fact.

Bidding farewell to Luo Nian's tombstone, Luo He let out a long breath. Now, it's time to get out of the valley.

Walking slowly into the mist of knives, I felt the stinging sensation of one knife after another that was comparable to the full force of a first-class master. The knife mist is pervasive, penetrates into the hair, penetrates deep into the bone marrow, and the pain invades almost every cell in the body. The pain emanating from the whole body was definitely a thousand times more painful than the so-called simple execution of Ling Chi.

Although Ling Chi is in pain, the skin and flesh that have been shaved off will no longer have any pain, and the knife qi enters the body, and the knife qi rushes to the waste points, but it is a complete body that feels the pain that is not inferior to the pain of Ling Chi's wounds, there are so many injured parts, the pain up and down the body, with Luohe's concentration, there are also some that are difficult to resist.

Acupuncture points and meridians are all quite fragile places in the human body. The domineering sword qi poured in like a tide, even with Luohe's current cultivation, he could only keep a trace of Lingtai clear, barely allowing himself to faint. With extremely strong perseverance, go one step at a time, step by step.

The pain faded with time. It's not that Luo He's body has begun to gradually adapt to this pain, but that the knife qi has slowly improved his body unconsciously. The fragile meridians, pulses, and acupoints gradually became more powerful under the devastating impact of the sword qi, repairing themselves, and gradually becoming more powerful under the cultivation of the true qi of the demon sword heart method.

Up and down the body, there are a total of 1,219 strange points, all of which are connected!

At this time, Luo He's figure had finally come to the periphery of Heavenly Sword Peak, and even he could vaguely remember that a little further ahead was the road he had walked.

The fog was still filling, and it was already early in the morning, and the morning glow had just risen, so even the periphery of Heavenly Sword Peak would be filled with a little fog. But right now, these thin mist can no longer make Luo He feel even half a bit of pain.

Looking at that familiar and unfamiliar world, even if the clothes on his body had already been cut by the mist, the corners of Luo He's mouth couldn't help but put a trace of an inexplicable smile.

"I'm back. ”