Li Shui Sword Sect is located in the territory of Yin Shang Kingdom in the southeast of Tianyuan Continent. In Tianyuan Continent where there are many swordsmen sects, Li Shui Sword Sect can only be regarded as a small and unpopular sect. However, even so, Li Shui Sword Sect has its own influence in Yin Shang Kingdom.
Not a small influence.
Hai Wuya, the current leader of the Li Shui Sword Sect, is ranked fifth on the "Tianxing Ranking" of the Yin Shang Kingdom's sword master list. He has mastered Li Shui Sword Technique to perfection and has reached the level of Sword King.
When talking about swordsmanship, we must mention the division of sword cultivators. Tianyuan Continent’s sword cultivators are divided into nine levels. From low to high, they are Sword Attendant, Swordsman, Sword Master, Sword King, Sword Emperor, Sword Sect, and Sword Master.
, Sword God, Sword Master.
Among them, the sword warrior is only an apprentice of swordsmanship. The cultivator has practiced the most basic sword soul skills to the fifth level. After reaching the level where the vitality can be transformed into liquid and can stimulate the sword light, he will truly become a swordsman. As for the swordsman and above,
Levels, each level is divided into nine levels, divided by numbers one to nine from low to high.
For example, Hai Wuya, the leader of the Li Shui Sword Sect, has now reached the level of a ninth-level sword king. As long as there is an appropriate opportunity, he will definitely become a powerful sword king in one fell swoop. At that time, even the entire Yin and Shang Kingdom will probably be rare.
Win the opponent.
When Ye Feng was eight years old, he had an astonishing talent. He practiced on his own, and actually reached the first level of sword soul cultivation. It was precisely because of his talent that he became the first member of the Lishui Sword Sect to be admitted at the age of eight.
Disciple, become the most potential new star. It's just a twist of fate. Ever since Ye Feng joined the Lishui Sword Sect and practiced the orthodox basic sword skills, his cultivation has stagnated, so much so that he has not made any progress for ten consecutive years.
, still stuck in the initial entry stage of Sword Warrior.
Sitting by the lake, looking at the endless blue waves in front of him, Ye Feng smiled self-deprecatingly.
In the past ten years, he has experienced ups and downs that many people will never experience in their lifetimes. He has suffered from the harshness of the world, and his mind has long been tempered to be as hard as stone. But even so, he often thinks of the contemptuous looks that many of his classmates looked at him, and how he fought for the harvest back then.
When the elders of his disciples, who were his disciples, now regard themselves as useless and wish to expel him, he will be extremely excited.
It is said that when a great responsibility comes from heaven, one must first work hard, but the time of hard work is too long. In ten years, a child becomes a teenager, and the boy becomes a *man in a blink of an eye. Thinking of all his youth life,
Spending time in the sarcastic eyes, a bitter smile would always appear on Ye Feng's lips.
He thought about giving up, and also thought about leaving Li Shui Jian Zong forever in three months. But if Ru really left quietly, he was not willing to do so. He did not want to leave in failure, and he wanted to prove himself with actions.
He is not the trash that people call him. Let those who have laughed at him and looked down on him know how stupid his behavior has been over the years.
Unknowingly, Ye Feng grabbed his palm into the sand by the lake and dug out a fist-sized hole in the sand. When he felt a stinging pain in his palm, he woke up from his anger. He saw that he was scratched by a sharp stone.
Blood flowed from the broken palm, and he couldn't help but frown. He subconsciously put his palm in his palm and sucked hard.
A drop of blood slid down the palm of his hand and landed on the purple pendant on his chest. In an instant, the purple pendant released a light layer of brilliance. When the brilliance dissipated, the blood stains on the surface of the pendant also disappeared without a trace.
The strange sight that suddenly appeared on the pendant on his chest did not attract Ye Feng's attention. After stopping the blood from the wound on his palm, he crossed his legs on the ground and began to practice according to the basic Sword Soul technique, guiding the weak vitality in his Dantian.
flow in the body.
In Tianyuan Continent, the basic Sword Soul skills practiced by all sword cultivators are exactly the same. However, the Li Shui Sword Sect's skills have been compiled by predecessors and have more insights than ordinary skills from their predecessors' practice, allowing them to practice more effectively.
or reduce time waste.
The so-called Soul of Sword Technique is actually the simplest Qi refining method. Practitioners rely on breathing to incorporate the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into the body, thereby tempering the meridians and physique. When the thickness of the vitality in the body reaches a certain level,
It will be converted into a liquid state, and at that time, the sword soul technique can no longer meet the practitioner's own needs. He must find a higher level of inner strength and mental technique to practice, and he can start to practice high-level sword skills.
Tianyuan Continent's swordsmanship and sword skills are divided into four levels: "Thunder and Wind", among which the Xing-level skills are the worst and the Thunder-level skills are the highest. The skills of each level are divided into three levels: high, middle and low. According to Ye Feng
As you know, the disciples who can enter the inner courtyard of Lishui Sword Sect must practice the middle-level internal skills, mental skills and sword skills. Although the middle-level skills are only at the bottom, the disciples from the outer courtyard can only practice the lower-level skills.
Compared with other levels of martial arts, there is a huge difference.
Ye Feng closed his eyes and concentrated, silently guiding the vitality to flow in his body. Under his control, the vitality as thin as a gossamer in his dantian slowly began to flow, flowing through his limbs and bones, and finally returned to his dantian.
When a normal person performs Qigong exercises, each time the vital energy is allowed to walk in the body for a week, the vitality in the body will be condensed by a few points, and the thickness of the vitality in the Dantian will increase.
But Ye Feng is different. For the past ten years, every time after finishing his training, he would be helpless to find that the vitality he had worked so hard to gather would quietly dissipate after entering his dantian. In the end, he could only maintain the strength of a first-level sword soul.
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After another round of practice, the eastern sky was already turning fish belly white. Realizing that he had made no progress at all after practicing all night, Ye Feng felt extremely depressed again.
That is to say, his mind has been trained far beyond ordinary people in the past ten years. Otherwise, if it were someone else, faced with repeated losses and despair, he would have long thought of committing suicide.
After opening the package he carried with him and eating a steamed bun hastily, Ye Feng entered the cultivation state again. This time he tried his best to concentrate, but due to the two previous failures, no matter how hard he tried, he could not calm down his heart.
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Just when he was at a loss, suddenly, a subtle sound came from his ears.
"You did it wrong!" The voice was extremely small, as if coming from a distant place, making Ye Feng mistakenly think that he was hallucinating.
"Who is it?" Ye Feng quickly looked around and asked in shock.
After the voice fell, the surroundings fell into silence again. Finding that there was no one beside him, Ye Feng couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Ye Feng calmed down again and tried to guide the vitality to flow in his body. But just when his mind calmed down again, another voice came to his ears.
"It's really stupid. A guy who obviously has the body of Tianluo wants to practice vitality. Isn't he asking for trouble?" The voice that came this time was clearer than the last time.
Hearing the sound, Ye Feng stood up suddenly and scanned the scene beside him with lightning eyes.
Except for the majestic mountain peaks thousands of meters away, all that could be seen beside him were thatch over a foot high. There was no way anyone could hide in the grass at this height, and it was even less likely that anyone was lurking in the cold pool ahead.
"Who's talking?" Ye Feng said coldly.
"Haha!" Ye Feng's vigilant look made the voice very happy. After laughing, the voice suddenly became serious and said: "Little guy, do you want to find me? See what's different on your chest."
Ye Feng lowered his head to look at his chest and was stunned for a moment when he saw that the pendant on his chest was emitting a layer of light lavender light.
Ye Feng casually took off the pendant, and felt lost for a while. This pendant was a gift given to him by his mother on his sixth birthday. He has worn it for twelve years. But until today, this is the first time he has worn it.
See this crescent moon pendant radiate light.
"What? Are you curious about why the pendant glows?" the voice said again. After saying that, the surface of the pendant suddenly became brighter, and then a cloud of purple mist erupted from the pendant.
The fog slowly gathered in the air, and finally condensed into an illusory scene. In the foggy scene, a tall and tall old man, whose face was full of wrinkles, but could not conceal his heroic spirit, appeared in front of Ye Feng.
"That's all, little guy, for the sake of you waking me up, I will sacrifice some soul power and show my true face in front of you." In the mist scene, the old man opened and closed his mouth and said.
Looking at the illusion that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Ye Feng was stunned. Over the years in the Lishuijian Sect, apart from chopping firewood and practicing, he had always been studying, but even with his knowledge of reading thousands of books, he had not heard of it.
No one has ever been able to use fog to condense images, let alone have conversations with people.
"Who are you?" Ye Feng asked warily.
Facing Ye Feng, who was full of vigilance, the old man smiled slightly and said: "It's been too long, and I have long forgotten who I am. But there is one thing I can tell you. My appearance can change your current situation. Do you want to
Do you want to become stronger? Do you want to never be looked down upon or bullied by others? If you want, promise me something, and I will naturally help you get rid of the reputation of being a loser."
The old man in the smile was like a bewitching demon, giving people a particularly sinister feeling. However, even so, facing the old man's temptation, Ye Feng's heart still trembled.
For him, who had been oppressed for ten years, nothing was more attractive than becoming stronger. So after hearing that the old man had the ability to make him stronger, he was so excited that he could no longer hide his inner joy.