Sword God

The night is quiet.

Chen Zong lay quietly in bed, sleeping peacefully, but his eyelids flickered from time to time, and his brows wrinkled from time to time, showing that Chen Zong's sleep was not peaceful.

Chen Zong is dreaming. In the dream, swords and swords and blood and rain are flying.

It has been half a month since I returned to the Real Sword Academy, and all my injuries have been healed, but only a lot of scars have been left.

For half a month, every day, Chen Zong will dream. In his dreams, the sword and sword shadows are splattered with blood, countless figures flicker, and some people also have monsters, and they continue to kill Chen Zong, but his own hands Hold a sword, continue to slash and kill, until exhausted.

At the beginning, Chen Zong was not used to it. Even a few days ago, he even affected the state of the day, but he knew that this was a sequelae.

Twenty days of Xihuang's life and death torture, it will take a considerable period of time to kill a murderous spirit, regain peace, and then go through the riots of the monster beast army, the real martial arts powerful shot, the black demon gate warrior and the scattered monster Attacks and so on, it is not easy to survive a lot of hard work. Compared with this, this little sequelae is nothing.

Chen Zong also felt that every day after waking up in dreams, he woke up and adjusted it a little so that it would not be affected, and his spiritual will seemed to become stronger.

At this time, the thunder and sword in the body shuddered lightly and ran on its own. The speed was getting faster and faster, to the extreme, as if it had turned into a lightning, rushing between muscles and muscles in the body, the feeling of numbness, permeated whole body.

Chen Zong's eyelids flickered and his eyes opened, as if a flash of electricity flashed.

Quickly got up and sat cross-legged, dismissed the misunderstanding, running the fourth heavy shock Lei Jianjin.

After struggling to fight back and return to the Real Sword Academy, Chen Zong's cultivation practice has also made rapid progress. A few days ago, he reached the peak of the four-turn training environment. This has its own potential for extraordinary relationships, and there are also more than two dozen. The continuous torture of the sky and the grinding of the final encirclement.

There is a great terror between life and death, and there is also a great opportunity, that is to sharpen the potential of self-stimulation.

Thundering Thunder Jianjin circulated from circle to circle, and has broken the usual limit, getting faster and faster, making Chen Zonghun feel numb all over his body, as if being washed by electric current, his muscles tremble unconsciously.

In an instant, a powerful breath spread out of Chen Zong's body.

Breakthrough, it came so abruptly, but... it came naturally!

With inner strength over and over again, Chen Zong can clearly feel that his body potential is constantly being squeezed out, transformed into original inner strength, and added to it.

A little while ago, Chen Zongfang stopped practicing. His eyes were open, and his shining radiance, like lightning flashing across the sky, seemed to light up the bedroom instantly.

The virtual room generates electricity!

Breathing out, under the night, it seemed to be white mist.

Chen Zong is a little dreamy.

Recalling my own cultivation journey, it was very difficult at first, but full of stamina. The further it seems, the faster the speed, especially the cultivation of qi and blood consummation, qi and blood yangyang body and forging body skills, to yourself Help more.

Counting it, it is less than a year and a half to enter the Real Sword Academy, but cultivation is almost unimaginable from the consummation of Qi and blood to the five-turn of today's training strength.

You should know that the cultivation of vigor is more than ten times more difficult than the Qi and Blood Realm, but your practice speed is obviously much better than that of the Qi and Blood Realm, especially when you are from a common background. All resources must depend on your own Fight with both hands.

In the early stage of the five-turn training, after spending a little time to familiarize yourself with Nei Jin, your strength will obviously increase a lot.

You should know that from the peak of the four-turn to the early stage of the five-turn, the amount of internal energy has doubled, and the purity has doubled again.

Although it was still in the middle of the night, Cultivation was a breakthrough, and Chen Zong was energetic, and he simply got up and drew his sword to practice in the courtyard.

In the night, the sword light flickered, as if to reflect the moon half-covered in the sky.

The Xihuang hunting and killing the monsters and monsters, although the accident suddenly happened, causing Chen Zong to suffer heavy losses, but also, there are also great gains.

What was lost was the many monster beasts that were easily collected. Chen Zong had calculated it. Even without the 30% premium of the Zhenwu Alliance, he could definitely sell more than 10 million white jade money. Unfortunately, it was lost under the final melee Too.

More than 10 million white jade money is enough for Chen Zong to buy a lot of cultivation resources.

But the spiritual will has become more cohesive and tenacious, as well as the cultivation of breakthroughs to the five turns of training, which are great gains.

The sword light is like lightning, and it strokes into the sky, not only fast and fierce, each sword interprets the smell of a thunderbolt, as if it can break everything.

Each sword also carries an astonishing murderous spirit, which makes people feel terrified.

More efficient and more concise, the same sword, with less force and more power, this is the benefit brought by the high intensity of life and death.

The bigger benefit is that knife.

Pale knife light, light and fast and fierce, with a breath of extinction, it is called... Jinghong extinct knife.

Chen Zong has seen it three times, remembering it firmly, every time he recalls enlightenment and understands the feeling contained in it.

Light and natural, but for a time, Chen Zong couldn't find any words to describe it.

"It is certain that the sword contains the realm of martial arts after all, which is higher than the three-in-one of the mind, eye, and hands." Chen Zong secretly stood in the courtyard with his sword.

The night was full, Chen Zong closed his eyes, holding the sword in his right hand, lying across his chest, still, and the whole person seemed to become a sculpture.

In my mind, a pale blade of light flashed again, killing forward, and the atmosphere of extinction pervaded everywhere, and there was nothing to stop.

Carefully feel the mystery contained in that blade of light.

Chen Zong's right hand holding the sword trembles unconsciously, and the sword in his hand also trembles. The sword light is bright, and an oval halo is shining, not dazzling, very soft, but it seems to be eternal.

If you want to make a sword, you seem to be bound by invisible power and you can't make it.

A shackle.

Memories over and over again, suddenly, two words appeared in Chen Zong's mind.

Smart!

Yes, the lightness and naturalness of the knife is agile.

Smart, two words at a time, countless inspirations seem like a torrent of bursting embankments, bursting and impacting instantly, permeating Chen Zong's whole body, the unspeakable feeling.

The trembling right hand suddenly moved, and the trembling sword body also waved out.

The fluttering sword body seemed to have little power, filled with a light and natural taste, it looked slow, and it was painted overnight, but it left a trace, and it faded after three blinks.

This sword is silent, with no power at all.

Chen Zong still closed his eyes, closed his sword, and waved again.

Sword after sword, continually, the trajectory becomes more and more obvious, and stays longer in the night.

The pale sword light in his mind played back over and over again, and Chen Zong's sword matched his trajectory again and again.

This is imitation.

Chen Zong should first imitate the trajectory of that sword, and then further understand the mystery contained therein.

Each imitation deepens Chen Zong's comprehension, and gradually grasps what is contained in that knife.

"Senior Cloud Swordsman has said that there are two levels of martial arts. The first level is the three-in-one combination of mind, eye, and hand, which is where I am now. The second level is the six-in-one combination of spirit, mind, heart, and hand."

"The extinction knife exhibited by this predecessor is based on the six-in-one of the spirit, the mind, the eyes and the hands."

"I want to thoroughly grasp the mystery, but also to understand the six-in-one spirit."

"In other words, if I can understand the mystery of this sword, I can take this opportunity to step into the second layer of martial arts."

Chen Zong's eyes opened, and his eyes shined, like the moon in the sky, a sword waved with his hands, light and natural, and unparalleled, but Chen Zong understood that the sword's spirit stayed on the surface and mastered the essence.

It has always been difficult to make progress in the realm of martial arts. Now, I see an opportunity for improvement.

Unfortunately, the elder is dead.

Half a month ago, a dozen warriors from the real martial arts teamed up to fight the two elders of the Black Demon Gate. The process of that battle must be very fierce. Chen Zong regretted that he could not watch it with his own eyes, but he also learned the final result. .

The two elders of the Black Demon Gate are not dead, but the injuries are not light. Thirty elders of various powers have suffered heavy losses. Thirteen were killed on the spot, five were disabled, eight were seriously injured, and the rest All were slightly injured.

This is the worst loss since the founding of the Zhenwu era, and it hurts.

For a time, it was also a buzz. All other grudges were put aside for the time being, and only one of the most concerned: the Black Demon Gate.

All the signs indicate that the Black Demon Gate has made a comeback, reading the history of the demise of the Kingdom era, giving people a creepy feeling.

In that battle, two of the 13 real martial arts fighters who died were two elders in the Real Sword Academy, and one of the five disabled people was the elders in the Real Sword Academy, and eight were seriously injured. One person is also the elder of the Real Sword Academy.

In addition, there are more than a thousand excellent martial arts martial artists from various forces. In the end, there are only more than 300 people alive, dozens of them are disabled, and the others are more or less wounded, at least after ten. Recuperate for half a day.

This kind of loss is also very heavy. The disciples of Zhenjian Academy suddenly reduced hundreds of people.

Not only that, but seven or eight people became crazy because they couldn't bear the aftermath of the high-strength torture.

But those who survived and did not become lunatic, the benefits gained are also very obvious, one by one to become a breakthrough and become more powerful.

Continue to practice the sword until the dawn, after using the breakfast prepared by the maid, Chen Zong began to practice the fourth level of forging body skills, and then, it was Jing Lei Jianjin.

At noon, a deacon came and brought good news.

"Chen Zong, congratulations on becoming a disciple of the palace. Now, please follow me." The middle-aged deacon smiled.

Xiu was qualified to become a disciple of the Zhen Palace after four rounds of training. However, when he returned, he was very tired. Two deaths of two elders and other elders were injured and many disciples died. Chen Zong did not apply until yesterday, and he responded today.

In response, Chen Zong also smiled.

Becoming a disciple in the palace is naturally better than a formal disciple.