The letter was left by Chen Zhenghong and addressed to Chen Qingzong.
The letter hopes that Chen Qingzong can work hard to practice and strive for self-improvement. It also states that if Chen Qingzong intends to take charge of the Seventh Sword Tower, he must also take good care of his sister Chen Qingyao. After all, Chen Qingyao is weak and cannot practice. If he is not willing to take charge of the Seventh Sword Tower, he must also settle down.
Good morning Chen Qingyao.
Chen Zhenghong also explained where to settle Chen Qingyao, it was his natal Lin family, located in Qinghua City.
Finally, if you have the ability, take your ashes back to the Chen family in the middle of the river and recognize your ancestors.
In addition to the letterhead, the letter contained a thin sheet of silver-white feathers. It was made of an unknown metal and was very hard when it was cold to the touch.
When Chen Qingzong returned, Chen Qingyao seemed to have found someone to rely on. After taking Chen Zong to worship Chen Zhenghong, she could no longer hold back her exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep.
At night, in the room, the lights swayed, illuminating the surroundings, and every detail was revealed. Chen Zong sat at the table and flipped through the book on White Mist Kung Fu. He finished reading it in two seconds, then picked up the book on Feihong Sword Technique and read it carefully.
Feihong Sword Technique is a top-grade mortal sword technique. Generally, only those who have reached the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm are suitable for practicing. If this was true for the original Chen Qingzong, but for Chen Zong, there is no such obstacle.
A strong soul brings super understanding, coupled with the swordsmanship insights left over from the past, just by looking at it once, Chen Zong understood Feihong Swordsmanship to a certain extent. The more he thought about it, the mystery of the swordsmanship gradually emerged.
out.
"It is indeed exquisite." Chen Zong said secretly.
The swordsmanship in this world has similarities and differences with the swordsmanship in the Canglan world. So far, the swordsmanship and martial arts I have come into contact with are all about developing one's own strength and pursuing the ultimate use of one's own strength, and
Go beyond the limits.
Of course, the same is true for the swordsmanship and martial arts in Canglan World, but they are not so prominent and not so standardized. In comparison, the martial arts in Canglan World are like wild paths.
With such feelings, it seems that the way of cultivation in this world is really far better than that in Canglan World.
The mystery of the Feihong Method was continuously analyzed by Chen Zong. Suddenly, Chen Zong's eyes condensed, and a ray of cold light burst out from the depths of his pupils, which flashed away.
As the night gradually deepened, Chen Zong raised his head, stretched his arms, stretched his muscles and bones, made a sound like fried beans, stood up, and blew out the candle, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.
The moment Chen Zong stepped towards the bed, a wisp of black light shuttled through the darkness, as fast as lightning, silently approaching with death, like the touch of death.
This was a blow that had been prepared for a long time, a fatal blow that had been awaited for a long time.
But there was no stinging feeling at all with the blow. The person who struck him immediately realized that something was wrong and made a quick decision to retreat quickly.
A dazzling sword light suddenly shined, like lightning tearing through the darkness, illuminating everything around, and two figures emerged one after another.
One is Chen Zong, and the other is the man in black.
The man in black has dark and sharp eyes and a cold aura. He is dressed the same as the three people killed in the forest, but his cultivation is stronger.
"Death!" A low shout, a hoarse and obscure voice pierced Chen Zong's eardrums like a sharp knife, as if it was about to tear the eardrums apart. At the same time, the man in black seemed to retreat, and the black short blade in his hand was like a fang.
Stabbing at Chen Zong, black aura condensed on the short blade, as if it were real, and there seemed to be a faint roar of thunder.
The seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm: Gather Qi into Thunder!
Different from the first assassination blow just now, the true energy of this blow completely exploded into a frontal fight, which was terrifyingly tyrannical.
The gap between each level of the Foundation Establishment Realm is very obvious, and it is very difficult to challenge the level. In most cases, the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm can easily kill the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
If it were Chen Qingzong, he would not be able to avoid or block this blow no matter what, and he would definitely die.
But Chen Qingzong has disappeared and was replaced by Chen Zong.
Although this attack was very fast and powerful, like thunder and lightning, under Chen Zong's eyes, it was relatively slow.
A strong soul brings not only superb understanding, but also super five senses. The super five senses allow Chen Zong to more easily capture the opponent's every move. His lightning-quick thinking allows Chen Zong to deduce the opponent in an instant.
Action trajectory.
There was no need to dodge, Chen Zong drew his sword.
There is a name for this sword, called Feihong Liankong. The sword is extremely fast and is a move in Feihong Sword Technique. This execution can be regarded as a demonstration of current practice. If others knew about it, they would be horrified.
Even though it was only the first time for Chen Zong to see the secret book of Feihong Sword Technique, and he had not even really practiced it yet, when he performed this move, it was as if he had practiced it thousands of times, and he was extremely skilled. There was a vague white mist surrounding the sword body.
As the long sword broke through the air, it made a sharp cry like a flying bird.
The attack followed the path of the opponent's fierce blow, as if cutting into a snake seven inches, causing the opponent's blow to stop unconsciously. The sword was already pressed against the opponent's throat, and it was bone-chilling.
"Who are you? Where are you from? Why do you want to kill me?" Chen Zong asked three questions in a row.
The previous interception in the forest was now an assassination in the dark. Judging from the opponent's attire, it seemed that he was from the same force. It is necessary to understand clearly.
The man in black seemed not to have heard anything, and suddenly twisted his body, separated from the Bai Hong Sword as if he had changed his body, and flew towards the window.
He is faster, Chen Zong is faster.
A mere seventh-level Foundation Establishment Realm is at best equivalent to the pseudo-Transcendent Realm of Canglan World. How could he escape under his nose?
Just as the man in black flew towards the window, a cold light flashed from behind, and a sword pierced his heart.
He lowered his head and glanced at the tip of the sword with a few drops of blood coming out of his heart. The man in black's eyes were full of disbelief, and the light quickly dimmed, and his life was extinguished.
When he drew the sword and shook it, there was no blood on the blade.
To Chen Zong, such a dark night was like day. After a search, he found a curved blade-like token from the opponent. It was completely black and as thin as a blade, with the word "Black Kill" on it.
Besides, there is nothing else.
Counting this unique token, there are four of them, and the other three came from intercepting and killing the three people in the forest.
There is no doubt that this token is a symbol of power, but in Chen Qingzong's memory, there is no force with the word "Black Kill" as its name, or perhaps Chen Qingzong doesn't know much about the various forces, so he doesn't know.
"No matter what kind of force it comes from, if you want to kill me, you should die." Chen Zong said secretly, remembering Zhao Qixing's first reaction when he saw him during the day: "The interception in the forest and this assassination, even if Zhao Qixing was not the instigator, he
An insider, or...Zhao Zhongxing..."
Sitting on the bed, Chen Zong did not sleep, but began to practice the White Mist Kung Fu.
The fourth level of White Mist Technique, the middle stage of the sixth level of foundation building realm, Moyun Sword Technique is perfected, Ape Leap Leopard Walk is perfected, and Feihong Sword Technique is completed.
Before practicing, Chen Zong took out a small white jade box and opened it. Inside, there was a pill the size of a thumb. It was white and round in color, and seemed to be shrouded in clouds. It was the Cloud and Mist Pill, a top-grade mortal level. Taking it can increase the true energy.
To improve your cultivation level, it is most suitable for practicing cloud and mist techniques, such as White Mist Technique.
After swallowing the Yunwu Pill, Chen Zongjing concentrated on the movement of his skills.
When the sky was dimming, Chen Zong's breath was long and surrounded by white mist. Suddenly, the white mist surged, and there seemed to be a faint roar coming from within.
Three more meridians were opened, and the White Mist Skill reached the fifth level. The amount and explosive power of the White Mist Qi increased by another 30%. Because of the Yunwu Pill, the White Mist Qi increased even more, and the cultivation base broke through small realms one after another.
Reaching the peak of the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, not only the amount of true energy increased by several percent, but the explosive power also increased by several percent.
With such a level of cultivation, he is not far from the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
If it were the original Chen Qingzong who wanted to reach this point, he still didn't know how much time and energy he would have to put in.
…
The deceased was a big one and it was important to be buried alone. However, Chen Zhenghong had a last wish and hoped that one day Chen Qingzong could take his ashes to recognize his ancestor and return to his family, so he was cremated.
Chen Zong was dressed in white, with a Baihong sword hanging from his waist. Next to him stood Chen Qingyao, wearing a white scarf and wearing white clothes. Chen Qingyao stared at the blazing fire in front of him with red eyes. Inside was Chen Zhenghong's body.
"My dear nephew, my condolences." Liu Chengyi, the owner of the Third Sword Tower, said softly, a bit melancholy.
Among the seven owners of Qijian Tower, Liu Chengyi and Chen Zhenghong have the best relationship.
Chen Zhenghong was cremated, Liu Chengyi arrived, and naturally several other sword tower masters also arrived. Chen Zong also saw Feng Pingsheng, the top master of the Seven Sword Tower, and the first sword tower master.
"Good nephew, I am very heartbroken by the death of Zhenghong." Feng Pingsheng said, his voice a little erratic: "But the dead have passed away, and the living should live. You have to be open-minded. Furthermore, although your father's death, although
It was Tieshan Sword Shang Zhonglei who made the move, but the initiator was Mo Zhihong, the third elder of the Mo family, who encouraged Shang Zhonglei to challenge Zhenghong."
"Mo Zhihong!" Chen Zong's pupils shrank instantly, but he didn't know there was such a reason.
"There are many quarrels between Mo Zhihong and Zhenghong, but his strength is not as good as Zhenghong's. I guess Mo Zhihong used his sword to kill people." Feng Pingsheng said: "It's a pity that I was practicing at the time and was a step too late."
"Uncle Feng, I will avenge my father one day." Chen Zong said unhurriedly.
"Okay, I believe you can do it." Feng Pingsheng smiled, but he was a little puzzled because he couldn't feel the other party's cultivation level at all. He just knew that the previous letter said that he had broken through to the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Now that I think about it, it is still at the early stage of the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Fifteen years old, at the early stage of the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, he is one of the best in Qinglin City, unrivaled among his peers.
Elsewhere, a gaze glanced at Chen Zong from time to time. From the corner of his eye, Chen Zong glanced at a bearded man, none other than Zhao Zhongxing, the great deacon of the Seventh Sword Tower.
With a sudden thought, Chen Zong took out a black curved blade token.
"Uncle Feng, do you know what this is?" Chen Zong handed the token to Feng Pingsheng with a calm tone.
When Feng Pingsheng looked at it, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but be horrified: "Black killing order, this is the black killing order from the Black Killing Building!"
While Chen Zong listened to Feng Pingsheng's words, his powerful spiritual sense also paid attention to Zhao Zhongxing's reaction. Sure enough, the moment Chen Zong took out the black killing order, Zhao Zhongxing's burly body trembled uncontrollably. It was so subtle that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
But under the cover of Chen Zong's spiritual consciousness, it was very clear.
The moment Zhao Zhongxing saw the black killing order, his heart was filled with turmoil.
Could it be that the killer of Heishalou was killed by Chen Qingzong?