"Ding ding ding ding ding..." Chu Li swung his sword slowly and awkwardly. The movements were almost exactly the same, and he used the three sky-killing moves.
He always felt that it shouldn't be called the Three Heaven-Slaying Styles, but the One Style.
Or maybe I haven't understood the other two moves yet, and I have only realized one move. Is it because my understanding is not enough, or because my cultivation is too shallow?
He didn't know that almost no one could evolve these eighty-one swords into one style, and at most it could be transformed into three styles. His deep cultivation, coupled with the Tianxing Dongxu Technique and his profound swordsmanship, made it so easy.
A sword.
"Ding ding ding ding ding..." The clear sound was heard endlessly. Dong Jianxin's movements became lighter and lighter, and his shadow was almost invisible. Only the sword light was faint, and the sword body could not be seen clearly. He could only feel the breeze blowing.
Moving, gentle and agile.
In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred swords were swung out. Dong Jianxin retreated suddenly, and finally the sword body appeared.
He returned the sword to its sheath and looked at Chu Li with admiration: "Junior brother, what kind of swordsmanship do you have?"
Chu Li smiled: "Three moves to kill the sky."
"Is this the Three Heaven-Slaying Styles?" Dong Jianxin nodded slowly and said, "It is indeed the Three Heaven-Slaying Styles, with amazing power, but why have you only mastered one?"
Chu Li smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know either, I can only figure out one move."
"This style is powerful enough." Dong Jianxin praised: "Only with this kind of swordsmanship can you control the Sky-Slaying Sword. Otherwise, he will not listen to your control at all, and will even directly counterattack."
Chu Li smiled and said, "Is this Heaven-Slaying Sword really so weird?"
"It's very weird." Dong Jianxin nodded slowly: "It is said that this sword is almost possessed by demons."
"I have reached this level of training, can I use the Sky-Slaying Sword?"
"Then you have to ask Master."
"Is Master here?"
"I'm back now. I taught Tang Xu a lesson." Dong Jian smiled happily, going away from his usual seriousness.
Chu Li immediately laughed and felt relieved, but it was a pity that he didn't do it himself, otherwise it would be more relieved.
"Let's go, you eat first and go see the master." Dong Jianxin pointed to the lunch box next to his feet.
The two men's swords were shining brightly, but the clouds were calm and the wind was light. They did not touch the lunch box. It can be seen that Dong Jianxin has great control over the swordsmanship, sending and receiving it freely. The Qingfeng Sword is extremely good, and Chu Li has a desire to practice.
"Let's meet Master first." Chu Li said.
Dong Jianxin no longer forced himself, and the two of them left the sword tower and came to a large hall.
Zhou Dunli was sitting on a bright yellow futon, reading a book quietly. When he heard footsteps, he put down the book and looked at the two of them with a smile, feeling secretly satisfied.
One of these two apprentices is a genius, profound in intellect, and the other is honest and rigorous. There is no intrigue between them, and Yinxian Mountain has no worries about becoming stronger.
Dong Jianxin trained Chu Li into a sword technique and showed it to him, and asked him what happened.
"Well, let's take a look." Zhou Dunli said.
Chu Li directly unsheathed his sword, thrust it out slowly, and then slowly sheathed it. His movements were indescribably awkward, like a child swinging the sword who couldn't hold the sword. It made people anxious, and they wished they could swing the sword instead of him.
Zhou Dunli's eyes flashed, and the room suddenly lit up, like a flash of lightning.
Chu Li turned to look at him.
"Good swordsmanship." Zhou Dunli nodded lightly: "You have mastered the three sky-killing styles."
"Did you practice?" Dong Jianxin was surprised.
Chu Li also looked at him in surprise: "Master, aren't there three styles?"
"You have already practiced the three postures." Zhou Dunli nodded.
"Obviously there is only one move." Chu Li said.
Zhou Dunli chuckled lightly: "Who said there is only one stance? Draw the sword, draw the sword, and return the sword. Aren't these three stances?"
"This..." Chu Li was stunned.
He never expected this answer.
Zhou Dunli smiled and said: "To be honest, I haven't mastered these three Heaven-Slaying Moves. I've only heard of these three moves. If you can master them, you are indeed very talented and can use the Heaven-Slaying Sword."
Chu Li looked at him in confusion.
Zhou Dunli's words suddenly gave him a flash of inspiration.
Three postures: draw the sword, draw the sword, and return the sword. These are the three postures. So why do you only focus on drawing the sword, but ignore drawing the sword and returning the sword? In fact, drawing the sword and returning the sword are also exquisite and powerful.
Seeing him like this, Zhou Dunli shook his head, smiled, and glanced at Dong Jianxin.
Chu Li looked back and smiled: "Thank you, Master!"
"No need to thank me." Zhou Dunli smiled and shook his head: "Chu Li, I want to explain to you clearly the dangers of this Sky-Slaying Sword. You can only use the sword once, otherwise it will definitely backfire. Although you are strong, you may not be able to survive. The scary thing is
Arouse your murderous nature, kill countless people, but cause endless harm!"
Chu Li said in a deep voice: "Master, don't worry, I will be careful. If I feel the backlash, I will throw it away immediately!"
"It will be too late by then." Zhou Dunli shook his head: "Once the backlash starts, you won't throw it away even if I ask you to, as if it is your woman or your parents, how can you throw it away?"
Chu Li smiled and said: "How powerful is he?"
"Don't try it lightly." Zhou Dunli said: "The Heaven-Slaying Sword has always been suppressed by our Yinxian Mountain because the harm is too severe. I'm afraid I will pay for it. Even if I kill Tang Xu, it is not worth it!"
Chu Li said: "Isn't Tang Xu's martial arts really powerful?"
Zhou Dunli nodded slowly: "He is indeed better than Tang Haotian, and his mind is more cunning and agile, making it difficult to deal with."
"Master, since he is such a threat, let's destroy him!" Dong Jian thought to himself.
Zhou Dunli shook his head: "I have already severely injured him, and I don't want to do anything again within a month."
Chu Li's eyes flashed, thoughtfully.
Zhou Dunli said: "Don't try to find him. He must find a secret place to heal his wounds, or even heal his wounds in the imperial mausoleum."
"Imperial Mausoleum..." Chu Li was thoughtful.
He knew where the imperial mausoleum was. There were masters from the gods hidden in the imperial mausoleums of Daji, not to mention the imperial mausoleum of Dafu, there must be masters from the gods.
The imperial mausoleum is a strange place, a world of its own. Living in the imperial mausoleum, you can become gods by understanding the remains of the gods. However, these gods can only exist in the imperial mausoleum. Once you step out of the imperial mausoleum, they will be taken away immediately.
With the power of gods, one can only become a master from the outer world.
Although Tang Xu is weak now, if he hides in the imperial mausoleum, there is nothing he can do. He will only die if he goes in.
Zhou Dunli said with a smile: "You can avoid the idea of taking advantage of others and just practice honestly."
"Yes." Chu Li nodded.
Zhou Dunli said: "You have already reached the seventh level. It will not be that easy to go up again. Calm down and take your time."
"...Yes." Chu Li nodded helplessly.
Zhou Dunli stood up and left the hall. When he came outside the hall, he flew up lightly and landed on the top of the hall. Then he pulled out a long sword with colorful ancient colors from the mouth of a water-swallowing beast on the corner of the hall.
He landed lightly in front of Chu Li and handed over the long sword: "Take it."
Chu Li took it with both hands: "Is this the Sky-Slaying Sword?"
Zhou Dunli nodded: "It needs wind and frost to polish its evil spirit. Even so, the effect is not great. It is still a fierce blade, so be careful!"
"Yes." Chu Li couldn't hide his high spirits and pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword.
"Zheng..." A clear chant sounded from the scabbard.
However, there was a muffled sound in Chu Li's mind, shaking endlessly.