Chapter 2 Is this technique difficult? Isn't it too simple?
After a while.
The remaining five thousand people followed Elder Chen to a hidden place in the back mountain of Sword Demon Sect.
They have no choice.
On the way, several people tried to sneak away quietly, but they were discovered by Elder Chen in an instant and killed on the spot.
"Okay, we're here." Elder Chen said.
Have you arrived?
Everyone was confused.
There is obviously nothing here.
It's hard, it's not possible, Elder Chen wants to kill people and wipe out traces.
Thinking of this, everyone looked panicked.
Fortunately, Elder Chen did not look at them, but stretched out his hand to shoot a spell into the void.
Then a transparent barrier appeared in front of everyone.
"Mr. Geng, I have sent this group of people to you." Elder Chen said with respect.
"I understand."
An old voice came out, and then two crystal clear stones were thrown out from inside and flew towards Elder Chen.
"Thank you, Elder Geng. It's nothing, so I won't bother you." Elder Chen happily took the stone and said.
"Yeah." The old voice responded.
The next moment, Elder Chen moved and disappeared from the scene.
Only five thousand people were left stunned.
Before they could express any doubts, everyone felt a huge force coming.
Then, they were dragged into the barrier by that force.
The scene changes.
It's dark and dark here, full of gloom.
Surrounded by simple sword tombs.
There is a long sword stuck on each sword tomb.
Whoosh!!
The wind is blowing everywhere.
It's obviously the beginning of autumn, but there is a solemn and awe-inspiring feeling everywhere here.
Just taking a deep breath, I felt that my chest and abdomen were filled with piercing breath, and the pain was unbearable.
"Where is this place and why are there sword tombs everywhere?"
"Ah!! It hurts, it hurts so much."
"There must be poisonous atmosphere here. The Sword Demon Sect wants to kill us."
"I'm not willing to give in. I don't want to die yet."
While they were panicking, an old voice rang in the ears of five thousand people.
The voice was very soft, but everyone could hear it very clearly.
"This is the Burning Heaven Sword Tomb of the Sword Demon Sect. Next, I will teach you a Qi-nourishing Technique. Only those who successfully run the Heavenly Sword for three weeks can become the tomb keeper."
Then, the old voice chanted the Qi Nourishing Jue.
These people present seemed to have grasped the hope of survival, and they all endured the severe pain and listened to this Qi-nourishing technique.
The same goes for Lin Xiao.
He originally thought that he was in trouble this time.
Unexpectedly, there is another secret hidden in it.
Gravekeeper!?
What is this identity?
It doesn't sound good.
But it is better to die than live.
Moreover, now he has finally come into contact with the techniques of this world.
Lin Xiao endured the strong pain in his chest and abdomen, sat down cross-legged, and listened quietly.
The art of nourishing qi that is so obscure and difficult for ordinary people to understand sounded like fairy music to his ears.
Gradually, Lin Xiao fell into trance.
The spiritual energy that was originally flowing around the body began to move according to a fixed route.
Days of the week.
Two weeks.
Three weeks.
…
"Those who can run Qi Yang Jue for three days today can go to the sword pavilion in the south to receive the status of tomb keeper."
After the old voice said this, it disappeared without a trace.
The old man didn't know.
A stick of incense after he left.
One young man among the five thousand people opened his eyes.
There was a faint light in his eyes.
There is also a faint dark golden halo on the surface of the body.
It's just that these lights are extremely dim and no one can detect them at all.
"Huh!? Is this spiritual energy in the body?! Is this the Qi Nourishing Art? It feels so simple." Lin Xiao was surprised.
He feels very comfortable now.
His whole body was filled with strength, and all the tingling and unbearable feelings he had felt disappeared.
Every time you take a breath, the Qi Nourishing Art in your body will automatically start working.
Of course, automatic operation is very slow.
If he takes the initiative to control it, his speed will increase rapidly.
In just one stick of incense, he has already been operating for ten weeks.
"Using magic to circulate spiritual energy, the atmosphere and meridians are stable. Is this considered the beginning of the Qi refining realm?" Lin Xiao was not sure.
Thinking of the old voice saying that after three weeks of operation, you can go and receive the identity of the tomb keeper.
I have exceeded my ten-week limit.
Lin Xiao thought of this, stood up, and planned to collect his identity first.
But this time.
He discovered something that made his hair stand on end.
Of the five thousand people who were originally left, more than half of them were already lying in a pool of blood, lifeless.
Just a casual count, it's definitely more than half.
What...this...is going on.
Lin Xiao looked shocked.
He had just been concentrating on cultivating Qi Nourishing Technique and didn't even notice any movement outside.
"ah!!!"
Suddenly, several screams came from beside him.
Lin Xiao quickly turned around and looked.
I saw streaks of sharp spiritual energy piercing out of those people's bodies. Big holes were poked in their bodies, and blood was pouring out.
Within a few breaths, these people died of anger.
Damn it!
Lin Xiao was stunned.
How is this spiritual energy? This is simply worse than sword energy.
No one else stood up.
Lin Xiao didn't want to go to Jiange to get his identity so soon.
He still understands the principle of shooting the first bird.
Before you have absolute strength and trump cards, it is not a good thing to be too outstanding.
What's more, this is the Sword Demon Sect.
Although he had only been here for more than two hours, Lin Xiao had already felt what cruelty was and what cruelty was.
He sat back down again, closed his eyes and began to practice the Qi Nourishing Technique.
Every time it runs for a week, the spiritual energy in the body will solidify.
When Lin Xiao ran for another ten weeks, his brows furrowed slightly.
He didn't know why, but he always felt that the route of the spiritual energy in his body made him uncomfortable, as if it was taking a detour.
There are also many similar places in the formulas.
Try changing it.
Change it here too.
In this way, Lin Xiao perfected his own 'exclusive Qi nourishing technique' based on his feelings.
For a time, the speed at which he absorbed spiritual energy began to double.
Vaguely, a whirlpool of spiritual energy slowly rotated around him.
But those people around Lin Xiao who were working hard to practice Qi-nurturing techniques suddenly found that the originally violent spiritual energy became even more restless.
ah!!!
The screams continued all of a sudden.
The number of people who fell was too many to count.
There are two thousand people left.
One thousand and five.
one thousand.
six hundred.
three hundred.
When the number of people dropped to one hundred and fifty, they stopped.
Lin Xiao opened his eyes again.
The more than 100 people who survived hurriedly stood up, with fear on their faces and an illusion of survival after the disaster. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
It wasn't that they didn't want to move just now, it was just that they couldn't move.
It was as if there was a suction force that prevented them from moving.
fine.
They finally got over it and successfully ran Qi Yang Jue for three weeks.
"What the hell is this place? There are only a hundred of us left out of five thousand people."
"I've heard that the Sword Demon Sect is extremely cruel, but I didn't expect that I underestimated it."
"What do we do now?"
"What should we do? We have no choice but to listen to that person and go to the Jiange in the south to receive the identity of the tombkeeper."
After some discussion, everyone found that there was no other way.
They wanted to escape from here, but they couldn't find their way back.
With no choice, everyone headed to the sword pavilion in the distance.
When they walked to the sword pavilion, someone was already waiting for them.
He was a tall and thin middle-aged man.
When he saw more than a hundred people coming, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of surprise, and he asked in confusion.
"How many tens of thousands of people have come in this batch of you??"