Chapter 7 In order to save my brother, pass on 90% of the success
"Father, take action quickly. The boy in black is seriously injured. You will definitely be able to take him down and get the inexplicable sword technique!"
Seeing the sword master saying that he would not fight and leaving casually, Po Jun was disappointed that the best swordsman in the world could not finish off the two boys, and he once again began to hope to seize the inheritance.
Po Jun knew very well the principle of taking advantage of his illness to kill him, so he took advantage of the fact that the opponent was seriously injured, so he could attack him right now, but when his skills were restored, it would be too late.
"The inexplicable sword secret has already been obtained by the two of them from the moment they hold the hero's sword, and they cannot take it by force."
Although she didn't want to hurt her son, Jian Hui was still very realistic. He looked at the two heroic sword masters with hesitation in his eyes.
In fact, there is a best solution to the previous worries.
Bring these two young men into the Sword Sect.
But Jianhui thought about Pojun, his only son, and hesitated again.
If these two young men with extraordinary talents join the Sword Sect, hold heroic swords, and are passed down by great sword masters, then where will the next generation of sect leader get the chance to break the army?
"Father, what are you waiting for? Do you really want to pass your position to Chen Feng?"
But Po Jun didn't understand Jian Hui's painstaking efforts, and thought that the head of the Sword Sect was still holding his airs, holding his head high, clenching his fists, thinking about the good days ahead: "Hey, after I got the inexplicable sword technique, I
I want those guys from Chenfeng to kneel at my feet and regret going against me..."
Jian Hui was a middle-aged son and had a total of ten disciples. Po Jun, who was only seventeen years old, was actually the youngest.
Among the ten people, the eight in the middle are all mediocre. Only senior brother Chen Feng holds a sword to defend the Tao and has a very high prestige in the sect.
Although Chenfeng's swordsmanship is not as good as his, he has a group of junior disciples around him to help him, and the elders are also more optimistic, thinking that passing Chenfeng to the throne can carry forward the sword sect.
Po Jun was furious about this.
What made the junior brothers completely fall out was that he fell in love with some beautiful women from the villages near Jianzong and wanted to get close to them. However, Chen Feng actually stopped him. The two sides had a sword duel, which caused an uproar and he was also attracted by the elders.
He was reprimanded, deeply ashamed, and always wanted to take revenge.
The reason why Po Jun is so obsessed with the Hero Sword is because it is the gift of the sword sect master. After getting it, the elders had nothing to say.
Seeing that Jian Hui still didn't move, Po Jun changed his expression, and sprayed the spittle he had been rich in since he was a child on Jian Hui's old face: "Don't forget, before my mother died, she asked you to train me to be the best in the Sword Sect.
A strong leader, now is the best opportunity, you old man..."
Snap!
In the middle of the words, Jian Hui suddenly became furious and slapped him: "How dare you mention your mother! If you hadn't molested the village girl, smashed the village house, and made the whole sect aware, you would be the best among all the disciples."
How can one need inexplicable sword skills to correct his position with his talent! Old man? Although I, Jian Hui, have not been a hero in my life, I have worked hard for the Sword Sect. How can you take over my position when you are like this?"
Po Jun covered his mouth in disbelief, tears welling up in his eyes: "You hit me? You have never hit me since you were a child, and you hit me just because of these two boys!"
Jian Hui was shaking with anger. She looked at her palms, feeling distressed and a little regretful. She took a deep breath of the remaining sword energy of the Sword Master, refreshed herself, and said in a calm tone: "Jun'er, you have to understand what it means to be a father.
Don’t even think about the inexplicable sword skills that you have worked so hard on. These two young men may become your junior brothers. You must use them as inspiration and change your past mistakes. With your talent, as long as you concentrate on the sword, you may not be able to suppress them!
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The child is still young, so what does it matter if he makes a mistake? Education should still be the priority!
But the seventeen-year-old Juying Pojun couldn't hear it. He jumped up and down a few times before disappearing. A tearful voice came from far away: "You actually hit me! You actually hit me!"
Jian Hui stretched out his left hand, sighed, and then retracted it.
He looked at the top of the sword peak, flashed, and headed that way.
At this time, Mu Yingxiong was healing Huang Shang Yun Gong's injuries and turning off his plug-in.
Huang Shang had no choice but to lower his head, hurry up and feel the vitality of heaven and earth.
If he continues to keep the first level of talent lock open, even if he has the intention of martial arts, it is not a problem, and it is by no means a superficial understanding.
At that time, he will be the most powerful person in this world, not the best swordsman in the world like a sword master.
Unfortunately, this plug-in is not easy to renew.
It's not just about being injured, it's about the kind of life-and-death situation, the imminent extreme pressure.
Of course, the best way is to study the talent lock and fundamentally unlock it, rather than forcing it to open.
By that time, the status is fixed.
You think I am playing the erhu with full strength, but in fact I am a successful person!
"If you want to reach that state, you have to start with the flesh, blood and soul."
Huang Shang had an idea in his mind.
The more he comprehended the otherworldly realm, the more he felt that there was infinite wonder in it.
Among them, the relationship between flesh and blood will and human soul is the core.
There is a concept that many things people want to do are not determined by their own souls, but are controlled by flesh and blood consciousness.
For example, it smells really good.
Like it's really big.
For example, repeat reading.
For example, definitely next time.
These are orders issued by the flesh and blood will, and instinct is followed.
The method of asceticism studied by many religions is actually to suppress the flesh and blood will and achieve true control over the human body.
Reaching that level, the human body can perform a variety of behaviors that are unimaginable in the eyes of mortals.
In fact, it is not a superpower, it just unlocks an untapped ability.
Of course, the level of unblocking for normal people will be minimal. If restrictions are relaxed and people do whatever they want, the end result will not be to become a superman, but a genetic collapse, and the whole village will eat when the suona blows.
Flesh and blood know better than humans.
That's probably what it means.
In the setting of the main temple, the four-star otherworldly stage is actually based on the solid foundation of the previous three-star, where flesh and blood are guided by the soul and "evolve" for the first time.
After this evolution is over, the reincarnator has complete control over itself and is qualified to consider the rules of the field.
As for comprehensive evolution and extraordinary organs, the difference lies in the extent to which flesh and blood consciousness is suppressed.
The former is full-scale suppression, with oneself completely making the decision, while the latter is based on point-based support and mutual assistance. Each has its own advantages and disadvantages. There is no complete distinction between superior and inferior. The specific situation still depends on the individual situation.
Of course, the process of "evolution" is extremely dangerous and requires walking on thin ice. If something weird gets mixed in during the process, it will be engraved in the genes and produce a different effect...
"Ying Ming! Cheer up! Your injury will definitely heal!"
Huang Shang was thinking about the issue of evolution, his face was blank, and he fell silent again. However, Mu Yingxiong felt that his younger brother, who had finally shown his talents, was once again tending to develop into a salty fish. He thought that he could not withstand the serious blow, so he hurriedly called on Shang Shang, who was weak.
of true energy to increase the intensity of healing.
Click!
The flesh and blood consciousness felt safe, and the talent lock was re-locked.
In Huang Shang's vision, the world returned to its original state.
Blue sky and white clouds.
"Ying Ming, just hope you're okay. Let's use the inexplicable sword technique to study the Sword Master's Sword Twenty!"
Seeing that his brother's injury was no longer serious, Mu Yingxiong stood up and prepared to remove the thorn in his heart.
Does the Sword Master think that just not using it will be enough? Haha, you are so naive!
They have inexplicable sword techniques and can figure out the next move of the Holy Spirit's addition by themselves!
But at this moment, Huang Shang's head slowly turned and looked at the first place.
Following his direction, Mu Yingxiong saw in advance that an old man in blue clothes floated out, looking at the two of them with a smile on his face, a false look of kindness in his eyes.
He keenly felt that the person coming was not good, and he stood proudly with his sword: "Who are you?"
Jian Hui stroked his beard and smiled, releasing his sword energy: "I am the head of the Jian Sect, Jian Hui."
If the Sword Master's sword energy is overbearing, there is no one but me, and when breathed into the abdomen, the force is strong and very choking, Jian Hui's sword energy is moisturizing things silently, when breathed into the abdomen, it is soft and pure, and the force is strong.
Soft.
Regardless of his character, the quality of this sword energy alone cannot be doubted as the head of the Sword Sect.
Huang Shang had already guessed the identity of this guy, and his true energy flowed to his ears, blocking out the other person's voice.
In the original plot, Jian Hui and Po Jun did not grab the inexplicable sword technique and retreated in anger, but this world appeared, which is obviously a chain reaction.
Needless to say, the purpose is to acquire a sword and recruit disciples, which are nothing more than these two points.
So he didn't bother to listen and didn't want to dirty his ears.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not looking down on Jian Hui.
I look down upon you from the bottom of my heart.
The Great Swordsman, the founder of the Sword Sect, forged heroic swords and founded the Sword Sect lineage in order to protect China and cope with the great calamity. However, it was passed down for so many generations and was finally destroyed in the hands of such a thing.
Why burial?
Just because Po Jun was defeated in a fair decisive battle with Wu Ming, Jian Hui did not hesitate to use a secret method to freeze Jian Zong in order to protect his son, killing everyone from top to bottom, and also buried twelve close friends who were invited to watch the battle.
Friends.
It's not uncommon for the leader to wipe out his own sect, but that's usually because of major changes or simply being possessed by a demon, which is really rare.
To put it bluntly, Jianhui is the kind of parent who spoils his children. He doesn't correct his mistakes since he was a child. When he does all kinds of evil, he can no longer control it even if he wants to. Others often bear the consequences for him and pay for his own educational failure.
With such a thing, you still want to be your own master?
Pooh!
Huang Shang closed his eyes and ignored it. Mu Yingxiong also noticed it, but his attitude did not change: "Senior, what is the purpose of coming here?"
Seeing that the two people did not respect her, Jian Hui felt a little unhappy, but her tone was calm and authentic: "The heroic swords in the two hands were forged by the great swordsman, the ancestor of my sword sect. They have not been born for hundreds of years. Now they recognize their owners.
It proves that you two are destined to my sword sect, are you willing to join my sect and learn the supreme swordsmanship?"
Huang Shang had no reaction. Mu Yingxiong sneered and said, "Are you related to the Sword Master? That's interesting. When we fought the Sword Master just now, were you here?"
Jian Hui was startled.
Mu Yingxiong's temper was completely opposite to Wu Ming's. He was always unreasonable and told the truth directly: "Senior said that this sword was passed down by the great swordsman of the ancestor of your sect, but the sword master just now broke his promise.
You should have stepped forward when you were young, so why didn't you come over to recruit a disciple? Could it be that you were afraid of the power of the best sword in the world, and saw the sword master leaving, so you came late?"
Jian Hui's face darkened and became ugly.
He never expected that, as the head of the Sword Sect, he would condescend to accept disciples personally, and that these two ignorant boys should not accept it?
She hit her beloved son by mistake before, and she already felt bad in her heart. Now that she was offended again, Jian Hui's eyes suddenly turned stern. She avoided answering Mu Yingxiong's question and looked at the two heroic swords: "Young man is full of energy.
How can you become a hero and match the sword of your ancestor if you are tempered? You have disappointed me!"
"Ha! Sure enough, you are going to snatch the magic weapon by force. You are not as good as the sword master. Even if you bully the small with the big, you are still upright!"
Mu Yingxiong first obtained the magic weapon, and after a battle with the sword master, he became even more confident. Without any hesitation, the hero unsheathed his sword and pointed directly at his sword wisdom.
Jian Hui said coldly: "You have understood the 'Inexplicable Sword Technique'. You can see through all the sword moves in the world. By combining the strengths of each school, you can create the most suitable sword technique for yourself. If you can get another sword from my sword sect,
Sword Reincarnation', becoming the best sword in the world is just around the corner, and even the Sword Master will be far behind. It's a pity that you gave up this opportunity!"
Mu Yingxiong laughed directly: "Without the Sword Sect, I can become a peerless swordsman, surpassing the Sword Master. Come on, let me see how the Sword Sect leader compares to the Sword Master!"
"Oh? Really?"
Jian Hui's voice became colder and colder, and he pointed out slowly with one finger.
This finger was peaceful and went straight to the middle palace. There were no subtle changes, but the top of Jianfeng Mountain was once again turbulent, and a huge coercion slowly came down.
The various countermeasures of the inexplicable sword tactics flowed in his heart. Mu Yingxiong was not afraid and faced them with a sword.
But the moment the sword tip made contact with his fingertips, a bone-chilling sword energy spread straight up the hero's sword.
In an instant, most of Mu Yingxiong's arm was wrapped.
Mu Yingxiong tried his best to resist, his whole body was shaking with cold, and he tried his best to resist.
Can't resist it.
Because this is the true sense of using the big to bully the small.
The sword wisdom is superior to the sword master, so he is no match for the sword master, but in a pure comparison of skills, he is still better.
Of course, in the world of high martial arts, skill level is no longer the decisive factor in the outcome of a battle, so he couldn't beat the sword master at all, and he could only shrink his head just now.
But skill is skill after all, and it cannot be completely ignored.
In the past, when sword masters used swords, they had no reservations about their skills. It was out of respect between swordsmen. The competition between the two sides was mainly about the skill of the sword.
Jian Hui was different. When he made a move, he did not use the Ice Sky Sword Technique that he was best at. Instead, he activated a Jiazi's skill and struck directly.
With just one move, Mu Yingxiong was defeated.
"Now do you know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world?"
Jian Hui pressed his fingers on the tip of the hero's sword, and the true energy continued to flow out, spreading to Mu Yingxiong's entire body.
"Let go!"
At this moment, Huang Shang raised his head and stabbed out with his sword.
"Another brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. Today I will teach you how to respect your elders!"
Jian Hui didn't even care about this boy in black who had no fighting spirit. He kept his right hand motionless and drew his sword again with his left hand.
The air is cold and the power surges wildly, just like the method.
But the moment the sword finger touched the tip of the sword, his expression changed drastically, he swung his arm back, and with a muffled groan, he immediately retreated.
Because a majestic force surged from Huang Shang's heroic sword edge, his sixty years of skill felt overwhelmed and was suppressed.
"you!"
As soon as he uttered a word, an even more majestic sword force had already arrived.
One thing brings down another thing.
Jian Hui's swordsmanship is not as good as that of the Sword Master, so he doesn't dare to compete with him, but his skill is far better than Mu Yingxiong's today. As long as he is shameless, he can defeat the opponent completely;
But what Huang Shang uses is the power of heaven and earth that originally lingered among mountains, rivers, earth and rocks, sun, moon, thunder and lightning. Facing the sword master, it is not good, and it is not as subtle as the Holy Spirit's addition. The pure power will only be restrained. Now it is replaced by sword wisdom, but it is
Hearty and hearty, he drew his sword again and again.
"This child is indeed an innate sword. He can actually master the power of heaven without a teacher!"
Jian Hui looked serious, slipped out a frost-like four-foot long sword from his sleeve, and faced him.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
The swords of the two men were powerful, like two eagles, each launching a swift and violent attack on the other like a violent storm.
Between the rabbit's rise and the falcon's fall, ten moves passed, and Jianhui took the lead in changing his moves.
He swung his sword, and ice-blue sword energy covered his body. His entire old body seemed to turn into a dexterous swift, and began to shuttle freely in the dense wind and rain of sword energy.
Obviously, he also saw that although Huang Shang could mobilize the power of heaven and earth, his sword skills were not enough, so he was prepared to use chocolate to defeat him.
Jian Hui's idea was correct. His style changed and he showed off his masterly style. He was relaxed and casual, and his occasional counterattacks were like thunder and lightning.
Huang Shang's swordsmanship was impeccable, his sword moves were mediocre, but there were brilliance in the silent places.
But Jianhui firmly believed that he would be defeated soon.
Because Mu Yingxiong couldn't hold it any longer.
The cold air from before is invading his body. If it is not driven away, this kid will become a useless person.
Sure enough, after a few more moves, Huang Shang turned around and came behind Mu Yingxiong, pressing his hand on the back of his heart.
"Chance!"
Jian Hui's eyes were sharp and he was about to take action to severely injure this boy.
"Keng!Keng!"
But at this moment, a piano sound suddenly sounded.
The ethereal voice seemed to come from outside the sky, and was like a sharp blade piercing Jian Hui's heart.
"What a powerful skill!"
Jian Hui's expression changed slightly, and she looked down the mountain. She saw a gentle woman holding a guqin in her hands, playing casually, followed by a fat young maid.
"These two are unfathomable!"
When an outsider disturbed the situation, Jian Hui knew that he could no longer kill him, so he suddenly withdrew his sword and brought up the past again: "Young people don't know how high the sky is. This is just a lesson I'm giving you. If you want to recover for your brother, come to my sword sect to become a disciple."
Learn art!"
After that, he walked away.
Even now, Jian Hui still insists on accepting disciples. Jian Hui seems stupid, but in fact he is not.
He knows very well that if this kind of young man with peerless talent is allowed to grow up, he may become another sword master within ten years. Who can stop the sword master by then?
The only way to suppress them is to let them worship the Sword Sect. These two people still have a three-year agreement with the Sword Master. By then, there is no need for the Sword Sect to do anything. The Sword Master will kill them with the sword and eliminate the trouble.
Huang Shang watched him leave coldly, shook his head slightly, and pressed a bone-cold palm on his shoulder. Mu Yingxiong braved the cold and shook his head stiffly: "Don't ever join the Sword Sect for me.
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"Brother, nothing will happen to you!"
Without saying a word, Huang Shang helped Mu Yingxiong sit down, took off his shirt, and placed his palms on his frozen back.
The ninety-nine successes were achieved and passed through!