Xiaoyu channeled his source power into his eyes, and his eyes immediately became sharp. He looked intently into the ravine. After a while, he finally saw clearly what was shining with light red light.
"Red Jade Soft Sword!" Xiao Yu seemed to rub her eyes in disbelief.
This red jade sword is Lin Feng's weapon, and it is also a rare magic weapon. It can cut iron like clay. But why would Lin Feng abandon such a treasure here casually?
"Could it be that he left in a hurry and left it here?" Xiao Yu frowned slightly, feeling that this was somewhat unlikely.
"Ah...I remembered." Xiaoyu seemed to suddenly remember something, and an excited smile gradually appeared on his face.
This soft red jade sword was not abandoned here by Lin Feng in a hurry, but was deliberately discarded here by this person. Although he did not know the specific reason why Lin Feng did this, Xiao Yu already had the method to use it.
The thought of taking possession of something as one's own.
Thinking of this, Xiaoyu didn't waste any time and quickly ran towards the thatched house on the cliff.
In the center of the thatched house, there is a stone platform half a meter in size, with dozens of bottles of medicinal wine stacked on it. Among them are not only the qi and blood wine that Xiaoyu needs to take to maintain his physical strength, but also the poison refined from the heavenly fairy.
liquor.
On the left side of the stone platform, there was a bed made of wooden strips. At this moment, Xiaoyu got under the bed, and it took him a while to get out. At the same time, he also pulled out a bundle of canes with some effort.
come out.
This bundle of rattan was collected by Xiaoyu from the pine forest with great effort to build thatched house, but he did not expect that it would be put to use again.
"The remaining canes are more than ten meters long, which should be enough." Xiaoyu muttered to himself, took out a bottle of Qi Xue wine from his arms, and took a few sips.
After the Qi-blood wine entered Xiaoyu's body, it quickly took effect, and a brute force gradually emerged. Xiaoyu picked up the cane with great effort and walked towards the edge of the cliff.
"Grandma, this rattan is really not that heavy. It weighs at least more than ten kilograms!" Xiaoyu said panting while holding the rattan firmly on the ground.
A weight of more than ten kilograms may be nothing to a healthy ordinary person, and even a weight of forty or fifty kilograms can be carried. But Xiaoyu is different. Now his physique is like a piece of porcelain.
It will break into pieces. The weight of more than ten kilograms is already Xiaoyu's limit, and that's even after drinking some Qi Xue wine to increase physical strength.
"Huh...after I finish settling the matter here, I must investigate carefully to find out what is the reason why my physique is so fragile." A trace of deep doubt flashed in Xiaoyu's eyes.
When he first arrived at the Tianlan Sect, his physical fitness was not that bad. It could even be said to be surprisingly good. At the age of three, he was able to lift a boulder that was twice his own weight. However, all of this changed when he entered the Tianlan Sect.
Two years later something completely changed.
From the time Xiao Yu was five years old, he could clearly feel that his body was getting worse day by day, and his face was getting paler. Ding Datong didn't seem surprised at all by this situation, and even stopped Xiao Yu from checking these aspects.
of classics.
Xiaoyu also had suspicions at that time, but after all, Ding Datong had nurtured him, and with the coaxing of Ding Datong when he was young, he soon forgot about it.
But now the situation has changed again. Since Ding Datong stopped the medicinal wine refined with Tianxianzi, Xiaoyu's body has been gradually strengthening every day, although it is extremely subtle, so Xiaoyu's heart has once again evoked the original
doubts.
But at this time, Xiaoyu didn't think too much. After more than ten breaths of rest, Xiaoyu's physical strength gradually recovered. He squatted down and opened the binding rattan, picked up one end and tied it tightly.
It landed on the blue boulder, and then threw the other end off the cliff with great force.
"Crash..." The rattan fell straight down the cliff and stopped half a meter above the ravine.
"It's almost done." Xiaoyu lay on the edge of the cliff, looked down, then stood up and drank a few sips of Qixue wine. At the moment when the medicine took effect, he held the rattan with both hands and climbed up the cliff step by step carefully.
Go down...
On the blue boulder on the cliff, Xiao Yu sat cross-legged, looking at the soft red jade sword in his hand, the smile on his face never closed. Today's harvest made him a little flattered!
First, he made a strange breakthrough to the fifth level of Qi training, and now he has obtained another magic weapon, and he can start practicing the ghost sword technique that he has been looking forward to.
Although there is a crack in the middle of the blade of this soft red jade sword, which allowed the spiritual energy of the magic weapon to dissipate and was abandoned by Lin Feng, its quality of cutting iron like mud is still there. It is not suitable for cultivation.
The ghost sword technique, which requires the release of source power, is the best choice. You don't even have to worry about someone recognizing the origin of this sword and causing a commotion, because this sword is already ownerless.
"The dry food I have left should be enough to last for half a month. It's not too late to check the classics. Let's learn the ghost sword technique first!" Xiao Yu forcibly put away the joy in his heart and planned for the future.
The process of cultivation began again with hard work.
There are thirteen sword moves in Ghost Shadow Sword Technique. Although the power is not great, it is more agile, weird and changeable. When combined with the Smoke Step, it can easily kill the enemy.
The thirteen sword moves of the Ghost Shadow Sword Technique had already been memorized by Xiao Yu. He immediately stepped down from the blue boulder and used the Smoke Steps to execute them one by one.
In an instant, there were many sword shadows, rising and falling, aiming at the blind spot of the human body's defense, stabbing out cunningly. When used in conjunction with the Smoke Cloud Step, Xiaoyu's whole body seemed to be erratic like a ghost. Except for those monks with strong soul perception, ordinary people
People simply cannot accurately judge the exact location of the sword thrust...
Half a month later, on the cliff, a thin figure burst out with a tyrannical aura of origin. The shadows of his legs were like steel whips, swinging toward the sky. Every time he waved, there was a slight sound of breaking through the air.
As if it was also scattered, a circle of faint ripples appeared.
"Huh..." A gasping voice came out. The thin figure stopped practicing his leg skills, waved his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead a few times, turned around and walked towards the cliff.
This figure is none other than Xiao Yu. The leg technique he practiced just now is the Huang-level elementary magic technique passed down to him by Xiao Haiying, the eighteen-way mandarin duck kick technique. As for the ghost sword technique, he had already practiced it ten days ago with his photographic memory.