The young Patriarch looked strange. Qin Mu’s arm-thick vitality was also called vitality silk?
Is there such thick vitality silk?
Is there such a powerful vitality thread?
Moreover, what does it mean that his vitality is not strong enough? He has never seen such a powerful vitality cultivation in the spirit fetus realm!
This young man from the disabled old village pierced a wooden pillar as thick as a bucket with one sword, and pierced a mountain rock two feet thick with another sword. The power contained in the vitality silk has exceeded that of countless swordsmen in the spiritual realm!
The village chief smiled slightly and reminded Qin Mu: "That's right. You haven't mastered the most basic movement of swordsmanship, stabbing. What if all your strength can be concentrated on stabbing? What if you can use all your strength to stab?
How about using all your strength?"
Qin Mu couldn't believe it, shook his head and said: "Using Qi to control the sword is just using the vitality silk to control the sword. The vitality silk is too soft, how can it be possible to exert all the power?"
"can do."
The village chief said leisurely: "You have to treat the sword as a part of you, just like your own hand. Now, raise your hand and imagine that you are holding a sword in your hand, with the index and middle fingers of your hand attached to the sword.
, when your hand thrust out, the sword also thrust out!"
"As part of your own body?"
Qin Mu was puzzled. The thick vitality thread on his arm rolled up the sword again. His right hand was holding it empty, his thumb pressed on the ring finger and little finger, and the index and middle fingers stretched out, as if they were attached to the sword.
Qin Mu thrust forward, only to hear a scoff, and his vitality ribbon thrust forward with the sword. The sharp sword cut through the air and let out a sharp whistling!
He couldn't help being surprised and delighted. Previously, when he used Qi to control the sword, the power contained in the sword was only 10% of his own power at most, but now he felt that the power in the sword had doubled!
The young Patriarch smiled and said: "This is called the Sword Pinch Technique, which is the starting point for practicing swordsmanship. You were able to penetrate the rocks without using the sword technique just now. It seems that your vitality is still more powerful than mine back then!
"
The village chief shook his head and said: "But what he did is not enough. Sword-holding skills alone cannot defeat a master who has been immersed in swordsmanship for decades. Mu'er, let your vitality burst out from your palms and try again.
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Qin Mu followed his words, wrapped the sword with vitality threads in his palm, stirred up the vitality, and stabbed forward again.
call--
When he thrust out his sword, he actually set off a whirlwind. The sword whistled in the whirlwind, which was very harsh!
The young Patriarch's eyes twitched, and he immediately realized that the power of Qin Mu's sword was about 10% higher than the previous one. The old cripple in front of him only gave Qin Mu such a huge improvement with just two words of guidance.
Awesome and admirable!
The village chief shouted: "The vitality thread is not wrapped around the sword, but rooted in the sword. The sword is a part of your body, the vitality is also a part of your body, they are all your body! Try again!"
Qin Mu's vitality merged with the sharp sword and was immersed in the sword. He suddenly felt like he had an extra hand.
As soon as the sword was thrust out, he suddenly felt that his power was like a great flood finding an outlet. Seventy-eight percent of his power was gathered in the sharp sword, and he stabbed towards the village!
There was a roaring wind in the village, and suddenly the wooden stake on which the butcher often stood in front of the sharp sword cracked in half!
Qin Mu was stunned. His sword never touched the wooden stake, but the sword wind stabbed the wooden stake in half!
The young patriarch admired that the old cripple in front of him could unleash his amazing potential with just a few words. His attainments in swordsmanship were indeed extremely high.
"not enough."
The village chief said: "Your power has not been fully exerted. Although you have used your own power on the sword, what about your spiritual fetus? Where is the power of your spiritual fetus? The spiritual fetus must also hold the sword and stab it again!"
Qin Mu calmed down, and in his spiritual treasure, the spiritual fetus moved together with himself, and pointed forward!
"Not good enough! Where is the Alchemy Art? The Alchemy Art not only requires you to refine the Alchemy Heart, but also requires you to plant the Alchemy Heart in your sword! Grow the sword for me!"
"It's not enough, let's start again! The Danxin Sword is planted, this is the key to the Danxin Jue!"
"Legs are connected to the earth and are the source of strength. Use the leg skills taught by the lame man to borrow strength from the earth!"
"Where are the eyes? Where is the eye that the blind man taught you? Let your sword also have eyes!"
"You learned boxing from Master Ma, and your muscles became as strong as those of a dragon. You also saw a real dragon. Why is it that your sword doesn't have the majestic majesty of a dragon, or the destructive power of Master Ma's boxing?"
…
Qin Mu thrust his sword over and over again, and the village chief's demands on him became higher and higher. First, he only mobilized his own strength, then asked him to mobilize the power of his vitality and spiritual fetus, and then asked him to use Ma Ye's fist to cripple him.
The legs are integrated into the swordsmanship, making it more and more difficult.
In just a few moments, he had already thrust out countless swords, but the village chief was still not satisfied and asked him to continue practicing.
Granny Si, Laizi and others looked at Qin Mu who was practicing the sword, and each showed a shocked look. Qin Mu used his energy to control the sword, and thrust out the sword. It made a short and urgent whistle, and then a strong wind blew, blowing to both sides.
Blowing away, even the flags of the blacksmith shop, medicine garden and butcher shop were blown away and fluttered backwards!
And every time he thrust out his sword, a sword mark appeared on the ground. That was the result of the sword wind grazing the ground!
Granny Si felt a little unbelievable and murmured: "In such a short period of time, the village chief trained Mu'er to become a master of swordsmanship. This is too..."
The village chief shook his head and said: "I didn't teach him any swordsmanship, I just helped him integrate his strength and integrate what you taught him. Now he only understands the action of stabbing at the beginning, and he is far from truly mastering it.
There is still a long way to go before stabbing. The most basic movements of swordsmanship include chopping, lifting, hanging, clouding, point, collapsing, intercepting, shearing, etc. Only when he has mastered these most basic movements can he be considered a master.
Only after you get started can you learn swordsmanship. Mu'er, stab the pig-butchering knife again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Mu threw up the butcher knife, used his energy to control the sword, and thrust out the sword like lightning!
when--
The sharp sword met the butcher's knife, and pierced the sword made of cold iron gold crystal, and the sword tip was exposed from the back of the knife.
The butcher's knife and the sharp sword both fell to the ground. Qin Mu was stunned and stepped forward to take a look. He had no idea that he had made such great progress in just a short moment.
The most basic movement of swordsmanship, stabbing, can be so powerful!
The village chief was slightly shocked. Qin Mu mastered the stabbing technique so quickly, which was beyond his expectation. He said, "Mu'er, you can go see the master of the sword hall now."
"Wait a minute!"
The young Patriarch opposite quickly raised his hand, and a wooden stick floated over from the woods. The young Patriarch stretched out a finger and whittled the stick. In the blink of an eye, he whittled it into a three-foot-long wooden sword and handed it to Qin Mu.
, said: "Use this sword to meet him, don't use the real sword."
Qin Mu took the wooden sword and looked at Granny Si. Granny Si said: "The master of the Sword Hall has sealed his other divine treasures and only kept the spiritual treasure treasure. Now that you are in the spiritual realm, if you use a real sword
, will stab him to death. Go ahead."
Qin Mu thought for a while, took off the sword pouch and Shaobao Sword from his body, placed them at the entrance of the village, and walked into the wooden building in the next village with the wooden sword on his back to meet the master of the Jianmen Hall.
The master of the Jianmen Hall is still half-kneeling and half-sitting, holding the sword box in his hand, his eyes as sharp as a sword: "You have come back from asking for advice on the best swordsmanship in the world? Use the best swordsmanship you have learned in the world to attack me! I want to
Look, who dares to speak so brazenly and think he is number one!"
Qin Mu shook his head and said, "I didn't learn swordsmanship. The village chief only taught me one move."
The master of the Sword Gate Hall frowned and said coldly: "I'll give you time, and you can learn it again. Come to me after you learn a sword move!"
Qin Mu was confused: "The founder of your Heavenly Demon Sect told me to use a wooden sword to see you, not a real sword, for fear of beating you to death..."
"absurd!"
The Master of the Sword Gate Hall exploded with momentum, and the air seemed to be filled with a tragic aura, mixed with the sound of the collision of gold and iron, as if there were countless sharp swords clashing and clashing.
It was the smell of iron mixed with blood, the smell of rust mixed with the smell of blood. Only by killing an unknown number of people and creatures could one have such a tragic momentum!
The buckle of his sword box opened automatically, the long box opened, the sword clanged, and swords flew out of the sword box happily!
He feels the same as the sword. When he is happy, the sword is also happy. When he is angry, the sword is also angry. When he wants to fly, the sword will carry him to fly. When he wants to kill, the sword will kill.
He is the master of the sword hall and a swordsman.
Now, he wanted to kill someone, and the sword in the sword box leapt out, and in an instant, the room was filled with sword light!
Without thinking, Qin Mu used his energy to control the sword, pinched the sword technique, and stabbed forward!
The sword light in the sword box exploded, and then there was a soft ding sound, and the sword light fell into pieces!
Bang——
The tall body of the sword hall master crashed through the wall behind him, flew backwards like lightning, and then hit the wooden building opposite with a wooden sword stuck in his chest.
Qin Mu was startled, and quickly took back the wooden sword. He quickly looked at it and saw that there was only some blood on the tip of the sword, but it did not pierce the sword hall master. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
On the wooden building opposite, the master of the sword hall slowly slid down, falling faster and faster, and then sat on the ground with his buttocks, his eyes blank, as if he had not recovered yet.
"Are you okay?" Qin Mu waved to him.
The master of the sword hall shook his head numbly. His body was not seriously injured, but his mind was severely damaged.