"During this period, I have been focusing all my energy on the Six Cities such as Mucheng and Tieshicheng. I have neglected too much. I need to bring some people back to help me take a look and prevent any trouble."
"Well, I know what to do." Tie Zhan accepted the order and turned to leave. In the afternoon, Tie Zhan left Mucheng with the city lords of the previous six cities.
"You deliberately left me at the end. Do you have any secret mission to explain?" Han Mofeng joked.
"The Han family has such a humorous side, but I didn't realize it at all." Han Yi joked expressionlessly, and then said, "However, there is indeed a special task that requires the Han family's help."
"you."
"I want to build a Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in the inner city of the Forbidden City and on Yuanci Wuji Mountain. The inner city and the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion on the mountain will place different levels of spiritual secrets and secret techniques respectively. I have many spiritual secrets and secret techniques here.
, I need you to help me sort it out."
"This work is very complicated." Han Mofeng looked at Han Yi with a half-smile.
"If the Han family needs it, they can make a copy of those spiritual secrets."
"Okay, my Han family will take advantage of this job." Han Mofeng smiled happily.
Han Yi had no expression on his face and waved his hand. Hundreds of bookshelves hundreds of meters tall appeared. Some fell to the ground and some were suspended in the air.
"All these classics should be included in it. You can decide on your own regarding the classification."
When Han Mofeng saw those bookshelves, he was a little dumbfounded. With so many books, if you want to classify them, you don't have to read them all.
"Can I go back on my word and not take this job?"
"No school"
When Han Mofeng finally left Han Yi's courtyard, there were almost tears in his eyes. This task was too heavy. Each of the hundreds of bookshelves was hundreds of meters tall. It was roughly estimated that there must be hundreds of books.
Tens of millions of copies.
There are so many books that ordinary people cannot read in a lifetime. Han Mofeng sent a message to the Han family in Biluo City that night, asking all the elders of the Han family to bring half of their clan members to Mucheng to help him complete this heavy task. Of course,
What's more important is to engrave the spiritual techniques and secret techniques in the collection of books.
In the next six months, Han Yi stayed with Jin Wushang, exchanging swordsmanship experiences. The two also fought swords from time to time to verify each other. Regarding the use of the power of the sword soul, although Han Yi inherited the skills of Xia Wuxin and Gangzhi
Zheng Jinshang is undoubtedly the best sparring opponent, but Han Yi will not let this opportunity go easily.
This is the square in front of the palace on Yuanci Wuji Mountain. Jin Wushang and Han Yi stand opposite each other, each holding a long sword.
Jin Wushang held the Golden Scale Sword in his hand, while Han Yi held the Big Dipper Sword. The two men shot out, activated by the power of the sword soul. Jin Wushang's sword was sharp and fierce, like a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles.
.Han Yi's sword was fast and heavy, like an old boxer opening a monument with his bare hands.
"Dang Dang Dang."
The long swords clashed, and each slash of the sword stirred up invisible air waves, which exploded like a storm. The two people were staggered, and neither of them used their spiritual power. They only activated the power of the sword soul, and each of them mastered the swordsmanship.
All of his understandings were vividly demonstrated in the battle.
While Han Yi was attacking and defending, he was recalling in his mind the experiences he had exchanged with Jin Wushang over the past six months, as well as the sword fight with the black-robed man in the Gang Tomb. The sword power he was showing now was already
Gradually, I got closer to the man in black robe.
Not using spiritual power, not using physical strength, just incorporating a little bit of the power of the sword soul, relying on his understanding of the sword, the power exerted by each sword can already cut through the invisible space.
The two of them became more and more courageous as they fought, and their sword power became more and more concise. In the square inch where the sword was swung, the air turned into an invisible whirlpool, as if it was trying to suck in all the enemies around it.
"when."
"Dangdang."
The Golden Scale Sword and the Big Dipper Sword slashed, causing sparks to fly. The space shook under their sword strikes, and cracks were torn apart, which could not be healed for a long time.
Jin Wushang swung his sword, and his power suddenly increased. Han Yi's sword sank, motionless as a mountain. With a roar, it stirred up endless wind, scratched the ground, and shot out in all directions. If it weren't for the five great powers of Yuan Magnetic,
In order to protect the formation, the ground has already been plowed with countless marks, and this mountain may not be able to withstand the residual power of the sword fight between the two of them.
"Brother Han, I didn't expect that in just half a year, you have already mastered your sword skills to Rutu Steps. It's really amazing." Jin Wushang praised.
"Brother Jin, I'm afraid you haven't even unleashed half of your sword power. You and I are still far behind." Han Yi was even more surprised. Every time he had a sword fight with Jin Wushang, he could do it just right.
Controlling the sword power to a level comparable to one's own, this not only shows that the opponent's understanding of the art of swordsmanship far exceeds one's own, but also that the sword power is far stronger than one's own.
"Brother Han, your sword power seems to be different from the first time we had a sword fight." Jin Wushang smiled and changed the subject.
"Well, it is true that the sword power I have condensed now is more powerful and heavy, while the previous sword power was mainly for killing." Han Yidao.
"Actually, you can fuse the two sword styles, which may be better and more powerful." Jin Wushang suggested.
"Hahaha, Brother Jin's idea coincides with mine." Han Yi said with a smile, "That's what I think. It's just that I don't have a clue how to condense the killing sword power now. The sword power I am practicing now,
Derived from Gang Zhi Sheng, it seems that he called it
It is the power of the Gang Sword, but compared with him, I am still far behind. The complete power of the Gang Sword, in addition to being light and heavy, is also sharp enough to cut through everything, and can cut through all kinds of magic with one sword. This point,
It's quite similar to the sword skills you practice, Brother Jin."
"Really? It's a pity that I wasn't born in the same era as that senior. Otherwise, I would have talked about swordsmanship and fought with him for three hundred rounds." Jin Wushang said regretfully.
"Brother Jin, do you understand the power of the killing sword?" Han Yi asked.
"It seems that there are related records in the clan's classics, but it seems that they are only mentioned in a few words." Jin Wushang thought for a while, "If you want to condense the killing sword power, you must first cultivate the killing power, and
There are very few people who can take the path of killing, and even fewer who can condense it into the power of a sword."
"Really?" Han Yi looked a little disappointed.
"Brother Han, if you don't mind, how about unleashing your killing power?"
"no problem."
Han Yi's aura changed, his eyes suddenly became sharp, blood flashed in his eyes, and a blood-red cross mark appeared between his eyebrows. A terrifying aura rushed up, turning into a Shura who looked like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
field
The scene occupies tens of thousands of meters of space. There are countless corpses floating on the sea of blood. A black throne floats in the middle of the sea of blood. A ferocious evil ghost is entrenched on the throne, opening huge membrane wings, and hanging on the membrane wings.
Full of skeletons.
The killing force brought invisible and strong pressure, and Jin Wushang even felt that his breathing was stagnant. He looked at the transformed scene, his pupils shrank slightly, and he was so surprised that he didn't know what to do. Condensing such killing force With such power, Han Yi didn't know how many people he killed, and how many monsters he killed?
"Brother Han, have you ever been bitten by inner demons in your cultivation so far?" Jin Wushang asked a question that he had to ask.
"It's not normal to practice the way of killing without being backlashed by inner demons." Han Yi said openly, "I have been backlashed more than once."
"I saw that before you, you used evil energy to condense a mad dragon, which could even control the laws of blood."
"That's a secret technique that I practice. It feeds evil spirits, swallows them, and condenses them into forms. Now it has reached the point where the evil spirits can transform into dragons." Han Yi concealed the matter about Kui Long Jue. He also said that about Jin Wushang It's not complete trust.
"That's it. Evil spirits are also very dangerous things. Brother Han, I suddenly admire you now. Whether it's the way of killing or the evil spirit, once it backfires, the consequences will be unimaginable. You actually have the courage to do both. Fellow practitioner."
"Hahaha, I can't help it. If I practice the way of killing, my cultivation will advance quickly, and my swordsmanship will be what I am today."
"Are you eager for powerful power?" Jin Wushang looked at him inexplicably.
"Living in a world like this, who doesn't long for powerful power? My enemies are too strong. If I don't become stronger quickly, I'm afraid I will die quickly against them." Han Yi smiled bitterly, "Okay, no more of that. .Brother Jin, after seeing my killing power, do you have any suggestions for me?"
"I just recalled the records in the clan's classics. The power of the killing sword is extremely terrifying, but there is no clear training step. The most important record in it is the killing sword heart." Jin Wushang organized his thoughts and said Said, "In fact, any kind of weapon in the hands of a cultivator exists for the purpose of killing. As long as it is for killing, it has the attribute of killing. The only difference is that no one really practices for the purpose of killing. Therefore, the killing aura in the body is not that strong. But for monks who practice the way of killing, killing is their ultimate pursuit. Everything they practice is to kill people in the most effective and fastest way. Perhaps, killing The heart of the sword is to condense this will, just like the soul of the sword."
"Kill the sword heart?" Han Yi murmured to himself. In the inherited memories of Xia Wuxin and Gang Zhisheng, there are indeed records about the sword heart, but that thing is mysterious and mysterious, and the words are unclear. He cannot understand it at all. , I only know that Jianxin seems to be the ultimate in swordsmanship, but neither Xia Wuxin nor Gang Zhisheng has reached that level.
"Brother Han, I stayed in Mucheng for too long. Today I plan to leave with Aunt Qing. Before the Star Realm opens, I have to continue traveling in Canglong Continent."
Jin Wushang's sudden farewell made Han Yi stunned. He still wanted to continue sword fighting with Jin Wushang to improve his swordsmanship.