After looking at the content on the scroll again, Ling Xiao pinched his brows rather feebly.
"Attaching the external sword intention to the body, using it in such an extreme way, I am afraid only the old man Xie Shizi can think of it."
According to the description above, when recording a small success at night, use spiritual sense and control of breath to disrupt the opponent's vision and judgment.
And this cultivation method is indeed even more jaw-dropping. There is no fixed pattern to follow in terms of steps. You only need to move no more than three feet under the trees in the mountains and avoid everything falling around.
As for breath, you need to master the two completely opposite forms of luck, "receiving" and "releasing".
If the external sword intention is attached to oneself, it will definitely cause damage to one's own body. If it is not controlled properly, it will hurt oneself before hurting the enemy.
This set of movement and martial arts is completely a double-edged sword.
After thinking for a moment, Ling Xiao called out Xuan Que. With a slight movement of his mind, the sword intent condensed and spread out instantly.
Xuan Que crossed his body, narrowed his eyes, calmed down, and felt the expanding sword intent all around.
After a while, Ling Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, and the majestic sword intent also burst out at this moment, and the Xuan Que on his right hand swung suddenly.
The blades of the sword came out sharply, and the sword movements were swift and fierce, as if they were lingering in the stream.
Scared!
With an angry scolding, Ling Xiao stabbed out his sword, and his sword intent instantly restrained itself at this moment.
Only this time, Ling Xiao did not gather them on Xuan Que, but attached them to the body surface, and Ling Xiao's body speed increased instantly.
Only the sounds of swords were left in the silent air, and Ling Xiao's body also became illusory at this moment.
The hazy figure seemed to be covered with a layer of moonlight, and the dark Xuanque danced wildly in the night, stirring up all kinds of sharp edges.
After three breaths, the sword will come out.
The hazy feeling on Ling Xiao's body immediately dissipated, and his sharp sword intent lingered behind him.
Ling Xiao's whole body ached, and he couldn't even hold Xuan Que tightly. Immediately, he half-knelt down and stood Xuan Que in front of him.
In just three breaths, Ling Xiao could no longer bear it. The external aura attached to his body brought more than just physical burden.
What's more, Ling Lie's sword intent continued to stir Ling Xiao's body silently.
In other words, the sword intention that spreads out is not used to hurt the enemy, but is given to oneself.
"The sword intention is still like this. If a person with a strong killing intention gives the killing intention to himself, there is a high probability that the killing intention will swallow him up and fall to the edge of losing control. This set of martial arts is too extreme..."
Ling Xiao gasped for breath, because his sword intention was too pure, so the harm to himself was even more fatal.
The only way to change this embarrassing situation is to strengthen your body.
If the evil dead son saw this scene, he would be extremely shocked, because Ling Xiao had no one to guide him.
I have basically seen clearly the advantages and disadvantages of Night Travel Record, and have come up with corresponding countermeasures.
Such understanding and execution ability are difficult for even him to match, but Ling Xiao himself knows it very well.
Continuing to spread his sword intent, Ling Xiao wanted to lower the sword intent attached to his body this time.
Immediately, the sword intent spread out, Ling Xiao held the sword in both hands, and the sword glow bloomed above Xuan Que, the dark edge revealing the darkness.
In an instant, 30% of the sword intent instantly attached itself to Ling Xiao's body, and most of it was given to Ling Xiao's right arm.
Because the spiritual barrier on his right arm was opened, Ling Xiao's arm strength more than doubled.
Today, the toughest and strongest part of Ling Xiao's body is his right arm.
Ling Xiao suddenly swung Xuan Que. Due to the blessing of the sword and the strength of his arms, Xuan Que seemed to be nothing in Ling Xiao's hands.
The speed of Xuan Que's swing continued to increase, the sonorous sounds continued to sound, and the white figure also transformed into streaks of residual light at this time.
As the blade of the sword moved swiftly, Ling Xiao's figure sometimes flickered on the green steps, and sometimes moved among the jungle.
There was a burst of turmoil in the mountains, and countless fallen leaves were falling. After ten breaths, Ling Xiao stopped and looked intently at the red leaves falling on his shoulders, and then gently touched his forehead with his left hand.
"It seems that the sword intention must not only be condensed and spread, but also the spiritual awareness must be distracted at the same time. Otherwise, the core value of this technique will be lost."
Ling Xiao murmured to himself. After just his initial contact with Night Walk, he understood that in order to minimize the side effects of Night Walk, he must cultivate his spiritual sense and his body.
Night Walk Record is actually about body and martial arts, but what is more important is practicing Qi and cultivating one's body, as well as mastering one's own power.
As Ling Xiao learned more and more martial arts, his understanding of martial arts became more thorough than before.
The fastest way to distract your thoughts is to learn to do two things, or even multi-task. Ling Xiao has to put in a lot of effort in this regard.
Until evening, Ling Xiao was still practicing his multitasking, but the effect was not ideal.
"Well……"
With a dull sigh, Ling Xiao stretched his body. This martial art was not profound, but the training conditions and methods were extremely demanding.
If he wants to achieve something, Ling Xiao has to put in a lot of hard work.
I~!@#￥%……&***
Ling Xiao complained and cursed, waving his hands in the air to vent his anger.
"puff."
Familiar laughter came, and Mu'er didn't know when she was standing behind Ling Xiao, with an angry smile on her face.
Ling Xiao curled his lips and looked at Mu'er with some embarrassment.
"Are you not angry?"
Mu'er came to Ling Xiao's side with a slight smile on her face, stretched out her right hand, and directly picked up Ling Xiao's ear.
"Hey, it hurts... please be gentle."
"Angry, of course I'm angry! Who says I'm not angry anymore!"
Mu'er's laughter was still as sweet as a silver bell, but the strength in her hands did not relax at all.
After a moment, Mu'er let go of her hand, her cheeks puffed up, her red lips bulged high, and she looked at Ling Xiao with a displeased face.
Looking at her look, Ling Xiao was amused for a while, but he didn't say anything and just continued to practice.
Looking at the silent Ling Xiao, Mu'er curled her lips and did not disturb him, but just stood aside quietly.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Xiao calmed down his mind and continued to comprehend and sense his own spiritual sense. Recently, his strength had increased too fast, and Ling Xiao had not adapted to his physical strength.
It wasn't until midnight that Ling Xiao opened his eyes and settled down Mu'er, who was already sleeping beside him. Ling Xiao took out the first chapter in his arms and studied it carefully.
They didn't have much time left. Lu Huanxi didn't know when she would confront the two of them again, so Ling Xiao could only practice harder.
As the sky gradually turned white, Ling Xiao put away the iron first article in his hand. With the support of huge mental power, even if he studied all night, Ling Xiao still didn't feel tired, but just a little tired.
Looking at the gurgling spirit stream beside him, Ling Xiao took out a scroll from his arms. This was the third-level high-grade spiritual breath talisman that the evil dead son had refined for him.
Ling Xiao took a sip of water from the Lingxi River and felt the spiritual power surging throughout his body. Ling Xiao activated the talisman in his palm.
Daylight emerged, a magic circle spread out at Ling Xiao's feet, and rich spiritual energy gathered towards Ling Xiao's side in an instant.
Sitting cross-legged, Ling Xiao began to breathe in and out continuously, and the spiritual power in his body was also mobilized. The remaining half of the heavenly crystal divine veins in the body were also mobilized, and the spiritual power was full of energy, lingering around the whole body.
Half an hour later, Ling Xiao slowly opened his eyes and felt the increasingly pure spiritual power in his body. Ling Xiao's tiredness from studying all night was also swept away.
With the blessing of three external forces, Ling Xiao's cultivation speed has completely exceeded the normal. Of course, under the careful teaching of Xie Shizi, Ling Xiao did not act too hastily, but continued to strengthen and temper his meridians and the nine spiritual energy lines in his body.
Flow, so that spiritual power and foundation are constantly sublimated and stabilized.
Until seven days later, it was midnight in the mountains.
The gentle evening breeze blew over his cheeks with a hint of coolness, Ling Xiao's clothes lifted slightly, and his whole body's aura completely calmed down at this moment.
The strong sword intent was clean and pure, and then spread crazily at an extremely exaggerated speed.
The sword intention condensed on Xuan Que and Ling Xiao themselves. As his thoughts swayed, Xuan Que suddenly came out, and a dark sword edge cut off the falling leaves.
Under the moonlight, Ling Xiao's figure moved quietly, and he kept recalling the formula of Night Walk in his heart. His spiritual sense was also spreading at this moment, and his five senses became more ethereal than ever before.
The sword moved at will, the sword edge flew forward, Ling Xiao's figure swayed, and in an instant, he appeared under a giant tree.
Waves of swords rushed out, knocking down fallen leaves. Xuan Que waved wantonly, and the fallen leaves fell one after another. Ling Xiao's figure also flashed at this moment.
The fair-skinned figure shuttled among the fiery red maple leaves. Upon closer inspection, not a single fallen leaf was stained on her body.
The steps may seem chaotic, but they imply rules. After twenty breaths, more and more leaves are falling.
It became increasingly difficult for Ling Xiao to dodge, and his body gradually reached its limit.
A quarter of an hour later, Ling Xiao's physical strength could no longer support him, and Xuanque stood in front of him, panting continuously.
The maple leaves scattered in all directions, vying to fall on the young man's shoulders and back...
Mu'er, who was observing from the side, raised his eyebrows slightly. The martial arts that Ling Xiao practiced was very mysterious. When dodging, he could use the gaps in the fight to launch a counterattack.
Although the results are quick, the side effects are also quite obvious. With Ling Xiao's current physical strength, it is simply impossible to maintain the full operation of Night Walk for a long time.
However, the upper limit of Ye Xinglu is extremely high. As long as his sword intention and physical strength can keep up, Ling Xiao can greatly increase his explosive power and speed in a short period of time.
After seven days of hard work, Ling Xiao's Night Journey Record has been completed.
After watching Ling Xiao practice with his own eyes, Mu'er naturally had a deep interest in this martial art. With Ling Xiao's temperament, Ling Xiao would not refuse any request Mu'er made to him, but this time, for this extraordinary
Mu'er didn't mention a word about his martial arts skills.
The inheritance of martial arts and techniques is extremely taboo. Only the creators and inheritors know what this small scroll represents.
Each of the exercises and martial arts is the result of the creator's painstaking efforts, countless days and nights, and even the experience gained from trying the techniques himself.
The inheritors are those who constantly change and revise what they get, and then pass it on in a better way.