Chapter 67: Wordless Heavenly Book (for further reading)
Sweeping monk!
As soon as the old monk appeared, Lu Qian recognized the old monk's identity. If the Shaolin Temple had the last trump card, it was this person.
The sweeping monk took it with his big hand and released the strange suction force.
The Beggar Clan has Dragon Capturing, and Shaolin has Crane Control. Both are magical techniques of retrieving objects from the air. They involve the spirit, and only one person in a million can master them.
At this moment, the sweeping monk used the magical skill of controlling cranes, aimed at the thunder sword from the air, and grabbed it again and again, but it was all in vain.
Because the magic circle inside the Thunder Light Sword has the spiritual imprint of the controller, unless the controller dies, and then asks the magical secret realm to wash away the spiritual imprint, or a super strong person forcibly deprives it of it, but no matter what, it requires mana.
I saw that the Thunder Light Sword was still going its own way, shuttling back and forth among the crowd. Seeing that the Crane Control Technique was not working, the sweeping monk flew over to pursue him.
People chasing flying swords?
Lu Qian was so happy that he controlled the thunder sword to spin the sweeping monk in the battlefield. Soon, the sweeping monk was confused and confused.
Suddenly, the lightning sword shot up, circled around the sweeping monk, and flew into the crowd again to kill.
Just look at the sweeping monk, with hundreds of sword marks on his golden skin. The magical power of Vajra Indestructibility, the first of the seventy-two unique skills, obviously has no defensive effect against the sharp edge of the flying sword, a spiritual weapon.
The sweeping monk became angry, and regardless of his image, he roared and turned around to kill the instigator, Lu Qian.
The golden fist struck loudly with a powerful sound of breaking through the air.
Lu Qian gently raised his palm, like an antelope hanging its horns. There was no trace, but he accurately blocked the sweeper's fist and wrapped it up. Bang! All the fist movements and the sound of breaking the air disappeared under Lu Qian's palm.
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"What kind of kung fu did you use?" The sweeping monk was shocked. The young man did not use any internal force and blocked his full blow with just one flesh palm.
"You shouldn't have come!"
With a burst of energy from the palm of his hand, tens of thousands of kilograms of power exploded, causing the sweeping monk to fly backwards, and Lu Qian stepped to catch up.
The next moment, dense fist shadows bloomed like an epiphyllum under Lu Qian's fist, causing the sweeping monk to vomit blood repeatedly, and the golden luster on his body gradually dimmed.
Suddenly, Lu Qian withdrew his fist and struck out with a progressive collapse fist. The collapse force contained the shock energy, directly destroying the golden light on the sweeping monk's body and destroying the indestructible magical power of the Vajra.
Then connect the dots.
A series of finger shadows flashed, and one hundred and eight major acupoints on the sweeping monk's body were hit. He completely lost the power to resist and threw it to the ground with Lu Qian.
"It's over!"
With his body wrapped in a mana ball, Lu Qian was suspended in mid-air, looking down at the ground. With a thought, the lightning sword burst out with electricity, sweeping in all directions like a strong wind.
Sizzling, sizzling!
One by one, those who escaped were shocked to the point where their hair stood on end, their whole bodies were trembling, and they fell to the ground.
Looking at this scene with satisfaction, Lu Qian slowly fell to the ground and walked into the crowd.
The harvest time has arrived!
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Returning to the Deaf and Mute Valley, Lu Qian went into seclusion again.
Shaolin Temple has gained so much.
It's so big that I don't know if I can refine and absorb all the infuriating energy after the one-year period is up.
The battle in Shaolin Temple has become a taboo in the martial arts world, and no one dares to talk about it. On the contrary, the sword fairy has become a hot topic in the world.
Everyone knows that there is a Sword Immortal in the world who can fly into the sky, escape from the earth, and kill people thousands of steps away. However, no one knows the name of the Sword Immortal.
Only those martial arts people who survived the battle in Shaolin Temple knew it, but no one dared to leak it.
Because that name has become a lingering nightmare in their hearts.
The world has also fallen into a period of calm. All the previous grudges and battles have suddenly disappeared. It seems that everyone is afraid of something.
A few months later, Lu Qian broke through and left.
The physical strength reached the strength of eighteen galloping horses, and the spirituality of the Thunder Light Sword was completely restored.
However, the true energy in the body has not been completely absorbed, because he will leave Da Song Jianghu in a week, and there is still one thing that needs to be done.
Wu Xingyun! Li Qiushui!
Before Wu Yazi died, he asked Lu Qian to take back the martial arts learned by these two people and improve the Xiaoyao sect's martial arts library.
Lu Qian himself was a person who had a beginning and an end, so he settled the matter before leaving.
He used his spiritual weapon and robes to float and glide, and arrived at Kunlun Mountain two days later. After half a day of searching, he found the Lingjiu Palace, but there was civil strife in the Lingjiu Palace.
Because Wu Xingyun had returned to youth and his skills were greatly reduced, the thirty-six cave masters and the seventy-two island masters who were forcibly controlled by Wu Xingshan with the life and death talisman took the opportunity to rebel and attacked Lingjiu Palace to find the antidote to the life and death talisman.
Lu Qian summoned the thunder sword and entered.
The lightning sword that regained its spirituality was as fast as lightning. When it flew, electric current bloomed, forming an electric current network around the sword body. All the sword energy, sword light, and sword light were destroyed by the electricity.
The masters of the thirty-sixth cave and the masters of the seventy-two islands saw the power of the thunder sword and knew that this was the legendary swordsman in the martial arts world. They immediately knelt down to Lu Qian.
The female disciples of Lingjiu Palace were also convinced by Lu Qian, especially when they learned that Lu Qian was the leader of Xiaoyao Sect, their attitude changed drastically.
Lu Qian absorbed 80% of the internal energy of the rebels as punishment, gaining a total of ninety-eight years of Qi, and then imprisoned them.
After quelling the civil strife, Lu Qian searched for traces of the Tianshan Child Elder. However, he searched inside and outside the Lingjiu Palace and found no trace. He called the Four Swordsmen one after another to inquire.
"The Lord has disappeared since he went into seclusion, and we have not seen the Lord." The four swordsmen said in unison.
Since the Tianshan Child Elder was not in the Lingjiu Palace, she probably sneaked down the mountain to hide. Lu Qian took a different route down the mountain to search for her. He found the Xixia Palace and then discovered the traces of the Tianshan Child Elder.
When she saw Tianshan Child Elder, she was having a fierce fight with Li Qiushui.
Lu Qian used his thunder sword to stop the fight between the two, and then revealed his identity and told the story of Wu Yazi's death. After hearing this, the two old women cried in sorrow, and the old grudges were settled.
Two days later, the two passed away one after another.
Before dying, they transferred their true energy to Lu Qian, allowing him to prosper the Xiaoyao Sect.
This time, I gained more than two hundred years of internal energy.
Lu Qian was a little worried.
The total amount of Qi in his body now lasts for thousands of years. Fortunately, the container of his physical body is forged by the black and yellow Qi at all times and is extremely powerful. Otherwise, he would have exploded and died.
Using the remaining time, Lu Qian compiled the Xiaoyao sect's martial arts and the martial arts he learned into a book.
The process of compilation is a process of self-sorting.
The martial arts in this world seem useless to the cultivation of the eternal world, but the two have something in common in terms of energy and spirit.
With continuous compilation, some dross was removed, leaving the pure essence. Lu Qian had alternative ideas about some martial arts, and he could create martial arts himself.
Moreover, Lu Qian felt that his mind was becoming more and more transparent and his spirit was becoming more and more sensitive. It seemed that he had reached an innate state in martial arts and could feel something in the void.
This is a time when the spirit has been greatly refined, becoming more pure and condensed, and has taken a solid step towards entering the secret realm of supernatural powers.
Lu Qian left.
He left behind a wordless heavenly book.
The first page states that if anyone can open it and practice according to the law, he will be able to embark on the journey of true cultivation.
Many years later, the wordless heavenly book was crazily snatched away by people in the world. Everyone wanted to get it and become the next swordsman.
The wordless heavenly book traveled in all directions, and hundreds of years later, it fell into the hands of a dull-looking young monk who was ringing a bell.