Chapter 468 To practice this skill, you must first (read)
Sometime in the middle of the night.
The west wing of the courtyard was completely dark.
On the inner side of the room, there is a small 'mountain' on the bed, and a pretty girl is sleeping under the quilt.
On the other side of the room, there was a figure of a woman in a black dress and long hair, meditating quietly on a futon.
One woman is sleeping and the other is practicing.
The west wing was quiet.
You can hear the needle drop.
At a certain moment, there seemed to be some subtle spiritual energy fluctuations coming from the main room not far away.
The noise was not loud, and even before it passed through the courtyard, the fluctuations were already insignificant.
In the west wing, it was still as quiet as ever.
The figure of the woman in black dress meditating did not move at all.
Only occasionally, the bulging quilt on the bed in the back room would move. It was the pretty girl inside, turning over in sleep.
A tiny gleam of light leaked out from the slit in his eyes, quickly scanning the blanket, and then glanced out the window in the direction of the main room.
The look in his eyes disappeared briefly.
Su Qingdai had already closed her eyes.
She was practicing 'seriously', and for a moment, the corners of her mouth slightly raised...
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"Wait, I have a question."
Inside the main house.
At this moment, facing this kind of powerful existence that was very outrageous at first sight, and who was not even several floors higher than Kunpeng Wufu in the Xuanhuang Realm, Zhao Rong was a little excited, but he learned the lesson from last time.
He thought for a while and said with a probing look:
"Um, Gui, are you sure this technique this time... isn't from the bad streets? It's the kind that's everywhere outside."
Although the "Ant Climbs to Heaven Art" practiced in the Celestial Realm is a good technique, it is too unsatisfactory. Zhao Rong has always been a little grudge, feeling that he has used a useless sword spirit.
Is there any difference if it is present or not?
However, at this moment, what he didn't expect was that Gui admitted without even thinking: "I don't know either."
Zhao Rong's forehead turned black.
Sword Spirit paused for a moment and chuckled, as if he knew what Zhao Rong was thinking and wanted to make him angry on purpose.
After a moment, it smiled and said:
"However, before I met this martial artist outside the world, I had never heard of this weird technique."
"eccentric?"
It can be classified as a weird skill... Zhao Rong was secretly surprised,
"Well, you can almost use this word. You will know after you take a look at it."
"What's the meaning?"
Gui did not explain immediately and continued to think to himself: "This unknown martial artist should have come from a very far away place. He left his hometown and traveled all the way, just like me at that time. All his cornerstone skills from his 'hometown', in the end,
I'm not sure whether it's a popular product there, but..."
"But what?"
"But I guess not, because this technique looks weird, so if there is a world where all the monks and warriors are practicing it, haha." Gui smiled, "So the fastidious Young Master Zhao, I feel satisfied this time.
It is truly a peerless skill.”
Zhao Rong: "…………"
He couldn't help but say, "Oh, no matter how powerful this technique is, this unknown warrior was still taken care of by the Great Sword Immortal Gui. He was killed by you when he was still at his peak. So in short, it's still Gui Da Sword Immortal who killed him."
The Great Sword Immortal is very powerful. The techniques of the Great Sword Immortal are even more powerful."
Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly: "By the way, you haven't told me what your cultivation technique was when you were in the Fuyao realm..."
At this time, Sword Spirit didn't seem to hear Zhao Rong's question and interrupted directly:
"Oh, is this a matter of skill level? It depends on the person. Different people will achieve different results after practicing the same skill. In the final analysis, the skill is just a tool for mountain climbing."
"It's like "The Art of Ants Climbing to Heaven". The monks in the entire Xuanhuang Realm are practicing when they ascend to the heavenly realm, but some people rise to the top and become the most powerful emperor. Some people are struggling and depressed, but they also accept their fate and understand their interests. But there are still some people,
I am not good at it, but I pick this and that, and my heart is still high, and I have become a powerful talker... Hey, do you think what I said is right?"
Zhao Rong: You can just practice my name.
The young Confucian scholar looked curious, "The third one you mentioned is a hero. I know him. Compared with this dear friend, there is also a yin and yang in his heart. He likes to show off and makes people unable to explain at all. I am a stinky weapon spirit.
I want to exchange parenting experiences with him.”
"Get out!"
I'm not angry anymore.
The two bickered again and lost a few words.
Then, the sword spirit turned around and said directly: "What do you know, where is this warrior weak? I was able to kill him in the first place because of Fu Ya's weird technique that naturally suppressed his cultivation at the level of the avenue.
Otherwise, how could it be so easy..."
"Do you think the sword hidden in my soul can suppress him?" Zhao Rong had a sharp mind.
"Uh-huh." Gui calmed down.
Zhao Rong sighed inwardly, knowing that Sword Spirit didn't want to reveal too much about the sword yet.
Half a year ago, the two had an agreement, and now he has completed most of it...
Zhao Rong shook his head and said directly: "Hey, you have said so much, what is the name of this technique?" He sounded very curious.
"I don't know."
"???"
Zhao Rong couldn't bear it anymore and complained: "Can you be more reliable to me? Why do I get more and more panicked the more I hear this?"
Gui Youyou said: "The layout is too small. Do you think these exercises are written on paper? Hehe, even if they are written on paper or jade slips, I don't know the characters of this martial artist's hometown."
Zhao Rong frowned, "Then after you killed this unknown warrior, didn't you search for his soul or something?"
The sword spirit sneered, "Give him a ghost soul, cut off the roots, and with one strike of the sword, his soul will be completely destroyed without leaving a trace behind. Do you think searching for souls is just for casual use when you are away from home?"
Zhao Rong didn't believe it, "How can you say this?"
"Those who search for other people's souls will inevitably have their most fragile hearts in contact with them. If there is someone plotting behind the scenes and there is a secret trick hidden in the soul of the prey, wouldn't it be a trap? If you are outside the circle, you will die if you are not careful.
remove."
"Hey, you better understand, I am being childish this time."
"Of course, because I have done this before."
Zhao Rong: “…………”
Sure enough, they are all old thieves.
The sword spirit said in a arrogant tone: "And whoever dares to search for my soul will die together..."
Zhao Rong nodded, "As expected of you."
Immediately he rubbed his hands and said, "Okay then, teach me the technique quickly."
"Wait a minute, before I teach you the skills, there is something I need to let you know. Don't rush me yet."
"What's up?"
"First I have to let you see the clarity of your mind."
Zhao Rong looked a little wary, and he always felt that the tone of Gui's words was a bit suffocated, and there was something wrong inside and outside.
"Seeing the clear nature of the mind...what is it?"
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PS: Brothers, refresh after two o'clock in the morning...