It all starts with killing the vicious dog

Chapter 66 Holy Spirit Swordsmanship
A black iron flying knife about five inches long shot out, and the third-level yellow dog was hit in the head and fell straight to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, a ball of light floated up.

Zhao Shanhe stretched out his hand to grab it, and there was an extra sword technique in his mind.

"Holy Spirit swordsmanship? A total of 23 moves, and meta-mysterious techniques?"

Digesting the information in his mind, Zhao Shanhe was extremely excited.

As far as he knows, a martial artist who only has innate qi and has no comprehension of artistic conception can only be regarded as a half-step innate.

In the Holy Spirit Sword Art, it is recorded how to comprehend the sword intent and the method of cultivating the primordial spirit.

Leaving the Evil Dog Space and coming to the outside of the tower, Zhao Shanhe bought a [-]-forged black iron sword with killing value.

"The hilt is [-] centimeters, the blade is black and dull, about [-] centimeters long, [-] centimeters wide, and weighs about [-] kilograms. It looks pretty good."

He pulled out the Wanduan black iron sword and tried it casually, Zhao Shanhe was very satisfied.

After practicing the sword moves of the holy spirit sword technique, relying on the sixth-level great teleportation, he practiced 22 moves like a bamboo.

"There are moves in the sky, but there is no sword intent, and the power is much worse."

Glancing at his watch, Zhao Shanhe entered the vicious dog space on the fifth floor again.

Aiming at the third-level yellow dog, he used the holy spirit sword technique again and again.

Martial arts are divided into training and fighting. No matter how well you practice, if you are not good at actual combat, it is tantamount to showing off.

Things like wooden dummy stakes are still, no matter how powerful you are when hitting wooden dummy stakes, it’s just hitting wooden dummy stakes.

Holding the Wanduan black iron sword, Zhao Shanhe used the holy spirit sword technique to continuously kill the third-level yellow dog.

"The sword was dodged by the yellow dog."

"This sword should be more than twenty centimeters forward."

"This sword is a little too high, if it is lower than ten centimeters."

"A sword move is dead, but a person is alive. Hitting a yellow dog with a move is the best swordsmanship."

After practicing hard for more than an hour, he practiced 22 sword moves as he wanted.

When the sword comes out, the yellow dog dies. With one move and a third-level yellow dog, one swing of the sword increases the killing value of the fifth-level by nine points.

"It's getting late, go out and make dinner."

After turning off the alarm clock, Zhao Shanhe left the system space.

I went to the county town to pick up my wife, caught two splendid lobsters from the pond at home, and stewed a pot of white nine-level vicious dog meat.

After frying two vegetarian dishes, after waiting for a few minutes, my parents came.

"Didn't go to your teacher's house today?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.

"The day he went up the mountain, I will go there again." Zhao Shanhe said.

Although he is Tan Wei's student, he is only one of the other's many students.

Teacher Qin's relatives and people from Tanjiaba are in charge of ushering in and sending things away.

As a public figure, Zhao Shanhe doesn't want to overwhelm the guests because of himself.

In this day and age, many people are obsessed with money.

"Qin Wei has taught for more than [-] years, and he was my teacher before." Zhao Tiezhu fell into memory.

"Dad, shall we go tomorrow?" Zhao Liang asked.

"You go alone, I will go when he is buried." Zhao Tiezhu thought for a while and said, Tan Wei, who has been a teacher for more than [-] years, has taught too many students, so it is enough to send a representative at home.

It is a burden for Mr. Qin's descendants to bring his family to mourn, at most two families have to prepare a table of meals.

For example, if you prepared [-] tables of food, but people who ended up going to more than [-] tables, those who got the meal were fine, and those who didn't, would inevitably not make irresponsible remarks.

"Shanhe, drink something?" Zhang Dayong picked up a jar of rice wine.

"Uncle, let me come." Zhao Shanhe took the wine jar and poured a bowl for all the drinkers.

"This rice wine is pretty good, where did it come from?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.

"Sent by the Plum Blossom Group." Zhao Shanhe replied.

Meihua Group ordered a lot of rice wine from the winery as gifts.

When the driver of the Meihua Group came to fetch chips and batteries yesterday, he brought him a lot of tobacco, wine and tea.

At five o'clock in the morning, Zhao Shanhe stood up and practiced the Taixuan Sutra without distraction.

Wang Yuqing sat cross-legged next to him, silently practicing Mingyu Kungfu.

Take a rest, do some morning exercises, take a shower and change clothes, go to the factory to have breakfast, and send my wife to Wanghai Tower.

Zhao Shanhe, who came back by car, entered the system space.

Holding the ten thousand forging black iron sword, he beheaded the third-level yellow dog with one sword after another.

"The four famous wine brewing methods?"

"A low-grade spirit stone, good luck."

"A piece of sword intent spar, a good thing."

Stretching out his hand to grab it, the spar of sword intent disappeared with the wind, and Zhao Shanhe's sword intent reached the first level.

"The sword of fire is meant to be used at the beginning, and the sword is slashed out, followed by scorching heat. My mental strength has at least doubled."

"Personal will, the power of heaven and earth, added to the sword technique, is the so-called sword intent?"

"The power of the fire attribute, combined with the sword technique, is the sword intent of fire!"

After comprehending the sword intent, the destructive power of Zhao Shanhe's sword technique has increased a lot.

The sword qi originally slashed out by swinging the sword is just the condensed innate zhenqi.

The sword energy after adding the sword intent of fire has the additional effect of burning.

"The sword intent has been completed, and the universe has moved to the seventh floor, reaching the threshold of cultivation."

Sitting cross-legged, Zhao Shanhe practiced the seventh layer of the Great Teleportation of the Universe.

More than an hour later, he specialized in the cultivation of the primordial spirit of the holy spirit swordsmanship.

Sword 23 of the Holy Spirit Sword Art belongs to the soul attack move.

The Yuanshen is not strong enough to get out of the body, so he cannot use Sword 23.

The essence of the primordial spirit is the soul, and spiritual power belongs to the power of the soul.

After going out for lunch and returning some messages and calls, Zhao Shanhe entered the system again.

Came to the vicious dog space on the fifth floor, and took the trouble to kill the third-level yellow dog.

Fighting for more than an hour, practicing the Great Teleportation of the Universe and the Yuan Mystery Technique.

When the alarm clock rang, he appeared outside the tower.

"There is no medicine to increase the power of the soul?"

After leaving the system, Zhao Shanhe drove a van and went straight to Wanghai Tower.

"Eight white level-three vicious dogs are enough for a week."

Asking the restaurant chef to unload the goods, Zhao Shanhe walked into his wife's office.

Three days later, at 04:30 am.

Zhao Shanhe drove away from Zhaojiawan.

When he came to Tanjiaba, he carried a wreath.

After a white-haired old man finished reading the sacrificial oration, the funeral procession began to set off.

The winding team is like a long dragon.

The sound of beating gongs and drums, and the sound of firecrackers spread in all directions.

"Only by practicing persistently, may one be able to live forever."

Seeing the coffin gradually being buried in the soil, Zhao Shanhe's mood was complicated.

Ordinary people will face birth, old age, sickness and death, and no one wants the people around them to leave them.

After eating at Qinjiaba, Zhao Shanhe drove back to the village.

"The better the medical skills, the fewer the diseases, study the medical skills."

His Chinese medicine is only advanced, and there are still many diseases that cannot be cured.

After cheering up his spirits, Zhao Shanhe entered the system and came outside the tower.

With a heartbeat, medical books related to traditional Chinese medicine appeared on the screen.

"The price is not expensive, buy more."

The most expensive traditional Chinese medicine book only needs [-] level [-] killing points.

The wealthy Zhao Shanhe directly bought more than 3000 Chinese medicine classics.

"Put in the bracelet first, and take it out to read when you are idle and bored."

Dispelling the distracting thoughts in his mind, Zhao Shanhe walked into the vicious dog space on the fifth floor of the tower.

"The third-level yellow dog can't stop my sword, try the fourth-level yellow dog."

Arriving at the territory of the fourth-level yellow dog, the flying knife in Zhao Shanhe's hand shot out.

The flying knife went straight to the fourth-level yellow dog in the distance, and there was an extra ten thousand forging black iron sword on his right hand.

The fourth-level yellow dog spit out fireballs, and the black iron throwing knife was directly hit by the fireball.

Zhao Shanhe slashed down with a sword, and the oncoming fireball was split into two by the sword energy.

Turn around to avoid another fireball.

The Xuantie sword sliced ​​through the fireballs one by one, and then the sword swung out obliquely.

The fire-attributed sword energy swept towards the vicious dog's neck quickly and without a shadow.

A few minutes later, the fourth-level yellow dog moved its head and fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Killing the fourth-level yellow dog is a bit laborious, but it helps to improve my body and sword skills."

As the four-level yellow dogs fell one after another, the five-level killing value continued to increase, and Zhao Shanhe's swordsmanship and body skills became more and more proficient.

　Thank you Brother Sword Rumeng Xiaoqiang for your reward
　　
　
(End of this chapter)