The scorching sun has not yet arrived, and the morning air seems particularly fresh. A light mist fills the sky above Luolei City, covering this ancient city with a thin veil.
The Chen family seemed particularly quiet in the morning, with few people walking around in the huge manor. The members of the Chen family seemed to be accumulating energy at this time, waiting for the guests who came to visit, waiting for their physical strength to be drained again.
There were so many guests who came to visit the Chen family during this period that it was impossible to cope with them. Therefore, the daily life of the Chen family was both fast and painful.
In the backyard of Chen's family, there is a secluded back garden, which covers a very large area. Various flowers and plants are planted in the garden, and the trees are also shady.
In this large back garden, there is also a small artificial lake. There are many lotus flowers and leaves in the lake, and there are even swarms of fish.
A pavilion stands in the center of the lake. The pavilion is very unique. Against the backdrop of such an environment, it shows a different kind of beauty. At this time, there is a white figure sitting cross-legged in the pavilion. If you look closely,
, this person is none other than Chen Tian.
At this time, Chen Tian was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the pavilion, making mysterious gestures with his hands. As he breathed, a faint spiritual power seeped out from his nostrils.
In front of Chen Tian, there was the scabbard of the Nameless Sword. A strong suction force was emitted from the pattern in the middle of the scabbard. The spiritual power between heaven and earth surged from all directions with the scabbard as the center, and was finally absorbed by it.
The scabbard absorbed the strange pattern.
Because the suction force was too strong, the spiritual power surged in too fast. Because it could not be absorbed in time, the excess spiritual power formed a thin layer of spiritual power around the scabbard.
Chen Tian just sat behind the scabbard. A suction force came from Chen Tian's body. The spiritual power that entered the scabbard was tempered and released from the back of the scabbard. Finally, it was inhaled by Chen Tian.
In the body. The spiritual power that enters the body and is tempered by the Seven Stars and Bagua Array has a faint chill in it.
As he practiced quietly like this, when the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on Luo Lie City, the spiritual power that Chen Tian's spirit beads could contain seemed to have reached a critical point, and the suction force generated by his body began to gradually
Reduced until finally, the suction force completely disappeared.
When the spiritual power that the spirit bead could hold reached the critical point, Chen Tian cut off the magic formula. Immediately, the suction force emanating from the pattern in the middle of the scabbard in front of him quickly dissipated and condensed in
The spiritual layer next to the scabbard also quickly dissipated.
"Huh." After letting out a breath, Chen Tian slowly opened his eyes, and two rays of light flashed between those eyes.
"After this period of practice, my spiritual power has not improved much, but the cold air has become more dense and solid." Chen Tian took a look at the situation inside his body, then shook his head and said helplessly.
During this period of spiritual power cultivation, since the technique was only the third-level high-level Shuntian Jue, although with the help of the Seven Stars and Bagua Array, the cultivation was not able to achieve ideal results because the technique was too low.
Slowly standing up from the ground, Chen Tian sighed helplessly, and then used his spiritual power to wrap the scabbard on the ground, then pulled it in front of him and held it in his hand. After groping in his arms for a while, he found
After getting out of the storage bag, he opened it and took out the Nameless Sword from it, put it back into the scabbard, and then put it back into the storage bag.
"Teacher is sleeping. It seems that when I go out to practice this time, I have to find out if there is a higher-level Kung Fu to take my place."
Although there is still a skill book called Yuanli, for Chen Tian at this stage, the sixth-level skills are not that far away. It is best to find the seventh-level or eighth-level skills. But he is still far away.
There are only two days left, and it is useless for Chen Tian to think too much now.
"It's a method that the teacher taught me before. Now that I have nothing to do, it's good to put it to use." With a chuckle, Chen Tian slowly walked out of the pavilion and found a wider place in the garden.
After standing firm, Chen Tian opened the storage bag, put his hand in, and dragged it from the inside to get a large holding platform that was as thick as a pillar and two long, made of black iron.
sword.
"Peng." After pulling the Xuantie sword out of the storage bag, Chen Tian couldn't hold it at all. He only heard Peng's sound and it fell to the ground. The originally flat ground was instantly covered by Xuantie.
The big sword made a hole.
When Chen Tian was practicing swordplay in Kalan City, Wuming taught him a lot of tips and methods, but Chen Tian didn't use most of them, so he took advantage of the few days left to try out the effects.
Looking down at the black iron sword on the ground, Chen Tian's eyes flashed with satisfaction. The sword in front of him weighed two thousand kilograms and took two months to build.
The black iron sword that weighs a thousand pounds does not just need to be lifted. According to the standards Wuming said at the time, the sword must at least be raised and swung freely.
According to what Wuming said, in his previous world, according to his standards, if you wanted to practice the Inexplicable Sword Art well, it required extremely high physical strength, especially arm strength, which had to reach extremely high standards.
Although Wuming had made such a request at the beginning, Chen Tian refused, because the Wuming Sword itself is a spiritual treasure and does not require any effort to hold, so Chen Tian does not have many requirements for his body.
However, I haven't made much breakthrough in my cultivation right now, so I might as well try out the sword-training methods that I left behind in the past to see if they have any effect. If so, that would be gratifying. If not, just think of it as a pastime.
With this idea in mind, Chen Tian slowly squatted down, and then held his hands on the cold hilt of the sword. After a cold feeling spread throughout his body, Chen Tian began to try his best, hoping to lift this thing up.
.
"Drink." With a soft drink, Chen Tian suddenly exerted force on his hands. In an instant, veins popped up in his two arms that were not considered thick, and his face instantly turned red.
It can be seen that Chen Tian has used a lot of strength, but the black iron sword in the ground is still lying quietly on the ground, motionless. He has spent a lot of effort, but he still cannot lift the sword.
, it is difficult to even move it.
But this was all within Chen Tian's expectation. After the test, he let go of his hands, stood up straight, looked at the black iron sword, and murmured softly: "The teacher said at the beginning that before him
In that world, those people could lift a thousand-jin sword with just their physical body, but I don’t know if that’s true.”
After remembering what Wuming said at the beginning, Chen Tian now expressed doubts, because he had a feeling that even if he used spiritual power, he would probably not be able to lift the black iron sword.
"Forget it." After shaking his head, Chen Tian was too lazy to think too much. He returned his gaze to the black iron sword. After taking a deep breath, he began to use his spiritual power crazily. His hands were instantly hit by a wave of energy.
Red spiritual power package.
"Since brute force is not enough, let me try what will happen after using spiritual power." Chen Tian said softly in his heart, bent his legs, slowly squatted on the ground, and then used his hands wrapped in spiritual power to move forward and back.
Hold the hilt of the great sword.
"Drink." With a soft drink, Chen Tian suddenly exerted force with his hands. Suddenly, crackling sounds were heard from the joints all over his body, and the soft soil under Chen Tian's feet actually began to dent.
His face and neck turned red instantly, and the veins on his forehead popped out. With the help of spiritual power, Chen Tian had used his greatest strength. However, the big sword under him still stayed in place without giving any face.
.But no matter how hard Chen Tian tried, he could not lift the black iron sword, which made him very annoyed.
"Get up." Chen Tian yelled angrily, and he mobilized the spiritual power in the spirit beads even more crazily, surging into his hands. With such crazy blessing, he didn't know that Chen Tian's shouting had an effect.
, but the sudden increase in strength had an effect, and the big sword actually began to gradually leave the ground under Chen Tian's crazy movements.
Seeing such a scene, Chen Tian was ecstatic and at the same time continued to speed up the operation of his spiritual power. In just a moment, nearly half of the spiritual power that had just been filled up through cultivation was consumed so quickly.
However, after accelerating the output of spiritual power, Chen Tian finally lifted the big sword from the ground to his knees, which seemed to be Chen Tian's limit. No matter how hard he tried, he could not lift it.
"Get it up for me." He let out a roar from his deep throat, and the muscle lines of his two arms suddenly popped out. However, this roar could not bring any strength to Chen Tian, and the height of the big sword was only
to the knee position.
"Since I can't lift it up, it's better to use up all the spiritual energy in my body." Chen Tian said softly, and then made up his mind, and then quietly stayed in place, struggling to support himself.
Now Chen Tian finally understands the significance of Wuming's words about how to swing it freely. If you want to swing this sword freely, you must at least advance to the realm of a great spiritual master!
In just a moment, the gown on Chen Tian's back was soaked with sweat, his red face and neck were covered with beads of sweat, and the spiritual energy in his body was being consumed at an extremely fast rate.
After a while, Chen Tian's spirit beads finally began to dry up. After another minute, the remaining spiritual energy was drained. The spirit beads that originally emitted a dazzling red light were now dim.
"Peng." Along with a muffled sound, the black iron sword fell to the ground, making a muffled sound, and then another muffled sound came out, and Chen Tian collapsed on the ground helplessly.
, breathing heavily.
After the squeezing just now, his body has reached a limit now, and he has no strength to move his fingers. The muscles all over his body have swelled due to congestion, and they seem to be much bigger.
