It was the night before she left the spirit world, and Qian'er was awakened by that nightmare again. Strangely, in his nightmare tonight, he was so fierce that he turned around and saw that the place where he had slept on the bed had been soaked with sweat from his dream. But there seemed to be a glimmer of light under the bamboo mat. If you don't look closely, you won't notice it. Qian'er felt very strange: "This is?"

He removed the pillow and lifted the corner of the bamboo mat from the head of the bed, and found a partition underneath, and the light was flowing through the gap between the partitions. He jumped out of bed and closed the door shut, for he did not know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

Qian'er grabbed the gap in the plank and gently took it out. Without the blockage of the wooden plank, the glimmer of light became extraordinarily bright at this moment. After a moment, however, it dimmed, and when the glimmer had faded somewhat, he looked into the recess hidden by the planks and saw that it was a dense grid, in which were two scrolls and a jade.

The glimmer came from a scroll, and Qian'er carefully took it out. There seemed to be some residual heat, and Qian Er found that the glowing part of the scroll was the part that came into contact with the sweat that flowed down the gap, and the glimmer faded when the sweat evaporated. It's also because Qian'er sweats a lot this time, otherwise it would be difficult to find this secret grid.

Carefully opened the scroll, and a voice appeared in Qian'er's mind along Qian'er's arm: "Destined person, when you hear my voice, I am already a dead person! It is the supreme magic of the Crane Sect, and it will be given to the destined person, but the king has to promise a condition, that is, to give this jade to a person, and the name is written on the jade. I will give you a blank scroll, which this king got by chance from the ancient tribes, and it must not be a mortal thing. In order not to incur trouble, it is better for people who are destined to keep the secret of discovering this secret in the dark......" The voice in Qian'er's mind became smaller and smaller, and after a long time, Qian'er still felt palpitations. Coming back to his senses, Qian'er saw that some shards of spar that had exhausted his spiritual power had fallen from the open scroll.

It turned out that there was a gramophonic array set up inside, and when the scroll was opened, this array was triggered, and after it was operated, the spar inside also ran out of spiritual power and finally shattered. Qian'er thought there was an old guy living inside. Wouldn't that just be a casual matter of taking your own life?

Gently opening the scroll, a line of small seal script jumped into his eyes - "The Supreme Secret of Anger", which is really as the voice in his head just now.

Looking at these small seals, Qianer suddenly thought that the master's recipe for the second brother Hua Yuan, the third sister Yan Shan, and the fourth brother Mi Ming were also written by Xiao Seal, could it also be a six-style formula? The more Qian Er thought about it, the more excited he became, and he knew how precious the six-style formula was now. That's the recipe for going straight to the Mahayana realm!

The scroll continues to open, and the first form of "The Supreme Secret of Anger" written by Xiao Seal - the change of anger! There are also the second, third, fourth, and fifth forms...... The further back she spread, the faster Qian'er's heartbeat accelerated...... Sixth Style! Sure enough, it's a six-style formula! Qian'er nodded happily, no!

Qian'er's hand continued to spread back...... The Seventh Form - Alone in the Clouds!

"This ......" Qian Er looked back again, confirming that there was no magic move, but a mental method, and his breathing still couldn't slow down.

"Seven Styles of Formula?!" Qian Er was deeply shocked by this word, and the Seven Styles of Formula can be used to cross the catastrophe and ascend to the Immortal! He calmed down his ecstatic mood for a while, and continued to flip back, after the heart method, a few big characters were bigger than the name of this scroll - angry, and Xi Zhi killed himself!

"If you are angry, you will kill yourself!" You will be angry and violent, and you will kill yourself!" Qian'er said several times in a row.

He suddenly sounded the nightmare he had just had, it was not this scroll that was at work. Just such a close distance can disturb the mind, and if you practice it, you will be controlled by violence. The more Qianer thought about it, the more scared she became.

If you don't read it backwards first, if you see this sentence, you may give up your mind because of the pursuit of strength, and become a demon who kills people without blinking.

After thinking for a moment, Qian Er rolled up the scroll without hesitation. After nearly ten years of life and experience, he is no longer the child who talks about revenge. But the person behind the extermination of the clan, I swear, I must find you!

Qian'er stretched out his hand and put the "Supreme Secret of Anger" into the innermost part of the Nasu Ring, which was a secret place set up by the master, even if someone snatched this Nasu Ring, people below the merger period would not be able to find it.

Qian'er lowered his head and picked up the jade that King Er had said, a thin piece of jade the size of a palm. I don't know what material it is, it feels like a jade piece. On the front of the jade is written a few handwritings - tangled Zhi Qinqi!

"Who is this Tangzhi?" Qianer asked himself, "And this jade has no content?" Qianer came over and looked at it several times, but didn't find anything.

When Tang Zhi saw the font he was most familiar with, a few tears fell on this jade, and the shocking love and grievances were finally clarified...... That's all for later.

Qian'er also put the jade into the deepest part of the Nasu ring. There is also the last scroll, which can only be barely said to be a scroll, because it is rolled up like a rag, but this is obviously not the usual kind of scroll, but it looks like a white linen rolled together. Qian'er carefully opened it, and as the king said, there was not a single word in the blank space.

I don't know how many years of wind and rain the broken edge has gone through, Qian'er carefully spread it back, and the most open of the scroll is painted with a big knife with a whole body black, the curve of the knife is beautiful and domineering, very much like a drop of water droplets! After years of washing and grinding, the pitch black of the knife body has gradually faded.

Qian'er suddenly noticed that there was a black dot on the blade. The rest of the blade was faded and white, but only this black dot still looked as if it had just been painted, and this dot looked irregular with the eyes of the eye, as if he had seen it.

Maybe it's just a coincidence, Qian'er smiled and shook his head. But my curiosity was all over the place, and I wanted to touch the black spot. It's not too much to touch, Qian'er found a reason for herself.

"Hiss" Qian'er gasped after touching the black spot. As if he had been electrocuted, he withdrew his finger from the black dot that had touched it, and he saw that his finger had been punctured, and a red drop of blood had attached to the surface of his index finger.

"This black spot doesn't look sharp, how can you pierce your hand, maybe you're too weak!" Qian'er whispered.

Ignoring the beads of blood that had not fallen, Qian'er looked at the fact that there were no other abnormalities and wanted to roll up the cloth of unknown materials.

Just as Qian'er was about to close it, the unfallen drops of blood finally fell, dripping on the blank space of the scroll that was about to be completely rolled up. Then, the blank space glowed red. Qian'er himself was startled by the vision in front of him. The red glow lasted for a while before fading. Qian Er was a little distracted by today's vision, he took a deep breath, sorted through his messy thoughts, and slowly reopened the fragment that was about to close.

The three handwritten and timeless characters of "Remnant Knife Technique" appeared on the scroll that was still blank just now.

"This ...... "Qian'er couldn't believe it, after all, even the original owner of the fragment of King Er'er hadn't discovered the contents of it, and today he didn't know how to get it out, so that no one could figure it out for a while.

Qian Er looked carefully at the blood-red font that was still floating and suddenly realized that it was his own blood that dripped on it just now.

"So you need to drip blood on this!" Qian'er nodded.

Qian'er doesn't know the way, not everyone's blood can make this "Broken Knife Technique" appear, because there is a special soul mark in it. I don't know what the relationship between Lu Dao Qianer and the person who wrote this "Broken Knife Technique".

Continuing to look down, what Qianer saw were blood-red lines of small characters: "The Residual Knife Technique, with the Residual Knife Heart Method, is actually unfinished, so it is tentatively named "The Residual Knife Technique". ”

"It turned out to be a remnant recipe! Fortunately, it comes with the practice of the mind. It's better than my three-style "Sword Fight", right?" Qian'er was clearly glad that he had found a one-step technique.

"Wait, let's see if there are any drawbacks in the end!" Qian'er's jealousy of "The Supreme Secret of Anger" made him extra careful at the moment.

Qian'er didn't pay attention to this is a few types of sword duels, what he cares about now is whether he can cultivate, even if it is a nine-style sword duel, if it is like "The Supreme Trick of Anger", it is still useless to himself.

Skipping the magic and mental method, Qian'er didn't find any special reminders, because there were still many blanks behind the mental method, and it should not have been added.

Qian'er exhaled deeply, fortunately, he should be able to cultivate. The most reluctantly ...... of this mental method

Qian'er's breathing suddenly stopped, and he saw these small words—the eighth layer of the "Broken Knife Heart Method......

"Eighth layer?eight?" Qian Er didn't believe his eyes a little, he knew the way, practiced the method, and the heart method came first! That is, after he had the strength of the heart method, he would be able to use the corresponding method. Therefore, the general formula is to have the mind first, and then the method.

"This remnant recipe has stopped writing on the eighth layer of the mental method, that is to say, that is... At the very least, it could be the six-style method..."Qian'er didn't dare to go on.

With a trembling hand, he moved to the front of the scroll, skipping the mantra from seven to one. Qian'er's gaze still stayed at the back of the magic trick - the seventh form of "Remnant Knife Technique" - looking at the knife and dreaming!

It's a seven-style spell!,Qian Er howled happily in his heart, but he didn't jump for joy. After taking a few breaths, he regained his composure, and he wanted to keep the matter a secret for the time being. I'll tell you when the time comes.

Sitting cross-legged, Qian'er memorized the heart and mantra on the scroll, and then put the mantra into the deepest part of the Nasu ring. Qian'er closed his eyes and concentrated, and practiced according to the mental method of this remnant knife technique.

Generally speaking, the higher the level of the technique, the more difficult it is to cultivate, so Qian Er realized that the "Sword Technique" that he had practiced for many years could not be completely discarded.

Night, deep ......