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Chapter 35 Epee without front

The wind blew strongly on the cliff platform where the sword tomb was located, blowing the corners of Lin Qingxuan's clothes and the feathers of the divine eagle, but Lin Qingxuan watched the movements of the divine eagle intently.

The divine eagle groaned a few times and stretched out its sharp claws to grab the stones on the sword tomb. After a while, the gravel was gone, revealing a large stone slab.

On the stone slab are neatly arranged the Qingfeng Sword and the stone strips that replaced the Ziwei Soft Sword, as well as the third dark iron heavy sword and the last wooden sword.

Lin Qingxuan was curious and took them out one by one. Sure enough, he saw corresponding words engraved on the stone slabs under the sword.

"Fierce and fierce, invincible, use it to compete with the heroes of Heshuo before the weak crown." This sentence corresponds to the first Qingfeng sword that looks extremely sharp, especially better than the Jiu Zhen sword.

The second sentence under the stone is still - "The Ziwei soft sword was used before thirty years old. It accidentally injured a righteous man and was unlucky, so it was abandoned in the deep valley."

Under the black iron heavy sword is a line of small words: "The heavy sword has no edge, and it is clever and has no workmanship. Before the age of forty, it relied on it to dominate the world."

The last wooden sword is engraved with the following words: "After the age of forty, you will not be stuck with objects. Plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords. From then on, you will practice intensively and gradually reach the point where no sword is better than a sword."

"Don't be stuck in things... plants, trees, bamboos and stones can all be used as swords... Gradually, you will be in a state where no sword is better than having a sword..."

This kind of state, the more Lin Qingxuan became successful in cultivation, the more unfathomable he felt. He secretly speculated that only those few mythical masters could achieve it.

Lifting up the stone slab, he saw nothing. He glanced around the smooth stone platform and found that there was no place where the Dugu Nine Swords could be hidden. Lin Qingxuan murmured to himself: "The Dugu Nine Swords must be hidden here.

, but not in the Sword Tomb."

As soon as the thought came to mind, Lin Qingxuan looked forward and thought to himself: "There are only two places in the deserted valley where things can be hidden, and there is none in the Sword Tomb. The secret book of Dugu Nine Swords must be hidden in the stone tomb of Dugu Qiubei."

Two years ago, Lin Qingxuan would have definitely found a way to dig up Dugu Qiubei's grave and find out the secret book of Dugu Nine Swords without saying a word, because at that time, all he wanted to do was practice martial arts.

But now that Lin Qingxuan has succeeded in martial arts, and his Taoist self-cultivation skills have also been revealed, the idea of ​​​​looking for secrets from the tombs was immediately suppressed, and he thought: "Let's not say that destroying people's tombs is too rude and offensive, it is a sacred sculpture.

If he treats me sincerely, I should not insult his old master.

Moreover, the main purpose of my coming here is to find out whether the Bodhisattva Snake can prolong life, and also to increase my internal strength. I already have the authentic martial arts of Xuanmen, and I still need to practice it step by step. If I keep practicing step by step, I will definitely become a master.

Man, although the Dugu Nine Swords are good, they are just outsider martial arts, and they are still not as good as the inner martial arts in cultivating one’s body and maintaining one’s life…”

Lin Qingxuan thought for a moment and couldn't decide on the Dugu Nine Swords. After thinking about this, he let go of his greed, and felt relaxed. His thoughts became clearer, and the movement of the true energy in his body became more and more flexible.

Lin Qingxuan was startled for a moment, thought for a while and said: "The sage should get rid of extremes, extravagance, and luxury. Extremes are excessive, extravagance is greed, and Tai is extreme. If these three thoughts are not eliminated, it will not be regarded as high.

Hehe, I already have this idea of ​​becoming a high Taoist, but it seems that if I don’t force Dugu Nine Swords, giving up the best swordsmanship in the world is tantamount to letting go of greed, and practicing Taoism.

It’s a layer deeper.”

The divine eagle cooed a few times, and when Lin Qingxuan looked over, he picked up the black iron heavy sword and handed it over.

Lin Qingxuan understood that the divine eagle deliberately imitated its experience of playing sword fighting games with Lonely Qiufei. He did not know whether it was because he missed his old master and could only think of doing things with others when he was close to him, or because he wanted to guide him in his cultivation.

Black Iron Sword Technique.

Although Lin Qingxuan didn't know the true thoughts of the divine eagle, he knew it was a good intention. He reached out to take it, his wrist sank and he quickly used his strength to hold it. He estimated that the black iron epee, which was more than three feet long, weighed eighty or ninety kilograms. Lin Qingxuan

Qingxuan waved his arms and practiced a set of Quanzhen sword techniques.

After standing still, Lin Qingxuan felt that his internal energy consumption was not much, so he knew that his strength had increased a lot. He turned around and was about to speak when he heard a cooing sound, and the divine eagle flapped its right wing and hit him on the thigh.

The evil wind blew in his face, and Lin Qingxuan moved his sword to resist it with just a movement of his wrist.

The wings hit the Xuantie Heavy Sword. Lin Qingxuan felt that the force was unbearable and he took three steps back before standing still.

The divine eagle cooed happily and stabbed down with its sharp beak. Lin Qingxuan hurriedly used Quanzhen swordsmanship to deal with it, and each person fought with the eagle for more than a dozen moves in an instant.

When the divine eagle swung its wings again, Lin Qingxuan tried his best to block it, but felt a huge shock in his arm. He took a step back, lowered his sword and said: "Brother Diao, wait a minute!"

The divine eagle paused and turned its head to look at Lin Qingxuan.

Lin Qingxuan gasped and said: "Brother Diao, I am not the senior Dugu Sword Demon. I am already exhausted after fighting you for more than a dozen moves. Let's wait until I have a rest before practicing again."

After Lin Qingxuan finished speaking, he threw away the black iron heavy sword and sat on the stone platform to meditate.

When Lin Qingxuan Gong was completed, he woke up and saw four or five Bodhisattva Snakes with bloody holes in their bodies in front of him.

Lin Qingxuan was not polite. He slit the snake's body with the Jiuzhen Sword, took out five pieces of snake gallbladder and drank it, feeling full in his belly.

The divine eagle walked up to the stone platform with a few pieces of firewood in its mouth, threw them in front of Lin Qingxuan, and hummed a few times.

"I'll barbecue."

As he spoke, Lin Qingxuan first lit the firewood, swung his long sword to dispose of the internal organs of the five Bodhisattva snakes, and then threw the five snakes into the edge of the fire and roasted them while leaving the scales behind.

After half an hour, all five snakes were roasted. The smell of meat and the smell of burnt scales mixed with a somewhat foul smell.

Lin Qingxuan waved his sleeves to dispel the smell, pulled out five snakes with his long sword, and rubbed the dark surfaces. The scales peeled off, revealing the rolled snake skin and browned snake meat.

Lin Qingxuan couldn't stop burping after eating two small ones. The divine eagle ate all three snakes, including the bones and meat, before squawking with satisfaction.

After eating snake gallbladder and snake meat, Lin Qingxuan no longer practiced sword practice. He first practiced Silent Xuan Gong for two hours, and then waited until dusk before picking up the Xuan Iron Heavy Sword and continuing to practice the sword with the divine eagle.

The days of eating snake gall and snake meat while practicing sword and martial arts passed by without me noticing.

Lin Qingxuan wielded the black iron heavy sword with his right hand that day, trying to use the Quanzhen Swordsmanship skills such as One Qi Transforming Three Purities and Dingyang Needle, but it was not possible. He was thinking and slashing at will when he suddenly heard the whistling sound of the wind.

, I lowered my head to look and realized that the wind force of wielding the heavy sword actually overwhelmed the weeds three feet away from me.

Lin Qingxuan suddenly understood and praised: "A heavy sword has no edge, and it is skillful but not skillful. I understand that Xuantie swordsmanship does not have fixed moves. It is the same as the most advanced swordsmanship of the Quanzhen Sect. It uses the sword to move the energy."

Where does the special skill come from? What kind of swordsmanship do you need to practice? Just draw the sword without firing it, and it will have great power if you slash it out at will."

Lin Qingxuan's Suzhe Taoism gradually became clearer, and his views on martial arts became more and more unique. At this time, he realized in his heart that he no longer adhered to sword techniques and moves, and swung the black iron heavy sword at will.

After half an hour, the moves slowed down, and every sword swing had a strong wind, like a strong wind, and like a tiger wandering in the forest.

The divine eagle came over with two rabbits in its mouth. When it saw the movement of Lin Qingxuan dancing with his sword, it dropped the rabbit and roared loudly, with a hint of joy in its voice.

Opening its sharp claws and waving its wings, the divine eagle pounced in front of Lin Qingxuan, and stabbed Lin Qingxuan's chest with its long beak caught in the whizzing wind.

Lin Qingxuan's heavy iron sword moved and caught the sharp beak. There was a crisp clang, and Lin Qingxuan's body swayed. Although his arms were still slightly numb, it was the first time that he did not receive a blow from the divine eagle and was not repelled.

Half step.


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