I Am a Magic Sword

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Without letting the seventeen wait so long, a piece of information was directly transmitted to his mind.

Seventeen sorted out the message of the sword sent to him by Jian Ling a little, and couldn't help but open his eyes and said in surprise: "Xuan-level middle-grade exercises "Blood River Formula"?"

"Yes, it is "Blood River Trick"!"

"Blood River Trick" was one of the masters of the Red River ancestor of the master of the magic road in Baisha County. It was definitely a very good cherish practice. Later, the three ghosts of the Red River relied on "Blood River Trick" to break out a lot of fame.

Pang Bin, the seventeenth master swordsman, a bad luck who can't use a sword and has bad luck, let alone mention it!

Chen Hao asked: "Did you feel the last time you accepted the inheritance of "Beheading Sword Technique"?"

"No, only information this time!"

"Oh I got it!"

Chen Hao finally figured out why he was able to see Fu Yuanming's memory fragments through "Beheading Sword Technique" last time!

The killing inheritance skill not only records the swordsmanship created by the sword master, but also records all the mental processes of the swordsmanship, and then passes it on to the next sword master.

Rather than the sword master's own martial arts skills, the killing master inheritance skills can only be passed on to the later sword masters for some simple exercises, without any explanation.

For example, if the "Blood Warfare Technique" was practiced just now, if he died, and if his next swordsman was taught the "Blood Warfare Technique" by Chen Hao, he would only see information about the "Blood Warfare Technique," It's like looking at a book of exercises and secrets, but it doesn't allow him to see the whole process of the creation of the "Blood Warfare Exercise", which increases his cultivation perception.

Having figured this out, Chen Hao wondered whether he should wait for the seventeenth strength to reach a certain level to encourage him to create his own skills and martial arts.

"I now know why Lord Sword Spirit made me choose "Blood Warfare Method.""

"Well, just know, anyway, it's all blood-based exercises. I'm afraid it's difficult for ordinary martial arts to distinguish. Even if a master feels something wrong, you can push it towards your physique!" Chen Hao praised with exaggeration, "You responded last time. Lan Yanming’s excuses are very good, and the chance to say the excuses is just right, you have grown a lot during this time."

"Master Jianling teaches well!" Seventeen thought for a moment, and hesitantly said, "But there are some cruel ways in "Blood River Act"!"

"Too cruel?" Chen Hao laughed. "You have the Red Blood Demon Sword in your hand. Even if you don't use those cruel ways, you can improve your strength. The benefits of practicing "Blood River Secret" are not only for you to improve. Faster! Compared to the practice of the Huang-level exercises, the true energy obtained by practicing "Blood River Formula" is more pure. The amount of true gas stored in Dantian can be at least doubled. A record in "Blood River Formula" The secret method is worth learning!"

"I see, Lord Sword Spirit!"

Before dawn, he got up early at seventeen and practiced overnight, and he was still full of energy.

Push the door gently, the door won't open!

It was frozen.

The north wind rushed into the face and poured into the seventeen room, taking away all the heat.

But the temperature was not so low as to make the seventeen unbearable. After all, he is already a fighter in Qihai.

The snow had not stopped yet, and the snow almost buried the road dam in front of Missy's door.

I don't know how many people will die because of this heavy snow.

Seventeen just thought about it, and found a wide plank, which was pressed against the ground and pushed hard with brute force. The plank scraped off most of the snow on the ground.

Seventeen hands and feet, coupled with strong power, soon cleared the thick snow on the front dam of Miss Miss's gate and the nearby roads.

The snow piled up into a small snow hill by him.

At this time, he took out the Red Blood Sword, intending to practice the newly acquired swordsmanship.

At this moment, the door opened.

Two small heads with double buns were just exposed in the door crack, and then the two small heads shrank back quickly. Shortly afterwards, the door was opened again, and the two young girls with their heads froze and holding their brooms drilled. come out.

"It's so cold!"

"Yes, Sister Xu, if you didn't call me, I wouldn't want to get up!"

"But is there any way? It's what Sister Green Bud has ordered. You must finish the morning scan, and you will not be allowed to eat!" A maid whispered, "If I don't wake you up, Sister Green Bud will hit you ass. ."

"Okay! Am I not getting up?"

The girl looked at the clean courtyard dam and asked in a low voice: "Ah! What about snow?"

"Snow? Isn't it still falling?"

"Fool, I mean snow on the ground!"

"Um... will it all change?" The little girl who spoke said with a smile of joy.

"In such a cold day, the fish tanks are frozen, how can the snow melt away? I think your brain melted away!"

When he heard the words of the two little girls, he was a little funny in his heart. He said aloud: "I have finished sweeping the snow, and they are all piled up there!"

He pointed to the corner of the Yuanba not far away.

The confused little girl asked, "Are you a new guard?"

"Yes, it's me!"

The two maids walked down the stairs and looked in the direction of the seventeen fingers. Sure enough, the snow had piled up there.

"It's all done!"

"Sister, since we are all right, let's just play for a while!" little girl whispered, "let's go make a snowman?"

"What snowman? Let's go back and talk to Sister Luya!" said another maid very politely, "Thank you, guard brother!"

The two maids looked twelve or three years old, and it was appropriate to call his brother.

"You're welcome."

The two maids left again in a hurry.

Soon after, a girl wearing a green jacket came out.

Seventeen knew her, she was the elder lady’s close-up girl with green shoots, her chin was sharp, her eyes were big and divine, her hair was thick, and she looked pretty.

She glanced at the clean courtyard dam and nodded at him and said, "You have worked hard, seventeen. Later, I will let Cui'er bring you breakfast!"

Cui'er, the little girl who was a little confused and wanted to be lazy.

After she had delivered a meal to Seventeen, the two knew each other.

After breakfast, Seventeen went back to take the clothes and bedding and brought them to Lanfu.

Xinyue once told him that he could take a new bedding, but at 17 he was still reluctant to throw away the one he used to sleep.

Carrying a baggage to the Missy's residence, seventeen saw a group of little girls making snowmen in the corner of the courtyard dam, and naughtyly smashing others with snowballs. The little courtyard dam was full of girls Hilarity.

The old lady was made on a wicker chair, with a thick blanket on her knees.

She propped her head in one hand and looked at the girl's group with eyes.

Green Bud stood behind Lan Yanlin and asked in a low voice: "Miss, let them continue to make trouble like this? I think they should be disciplined."

"I like to watch them lively."

"Miss Lady is so kind to them!"

"They are still young!"

"They are all twelve years old and still young. When I was twelve years old..."

Lan Yanlin waved her hand and motioned her not to speak.

She likes to clean her ears.

"I've seen Missy!" 17 pairs of Lan Yanlin saluted.

"Well!" Lan Yanlin said with a glance of seventeen and said lightly, "Mother-in-law told me about you."

Seventeen quietly waiting for what Missy had not finished.

"The original agreement was that we were young and ignorant. You don’t need to care, let alone make it a shackle. Brother valued your potential very much. You should focus on cultivation and pursue the highest state of martial arts. That’s a man. What should be done."

The voice of the elder lady was a little hoarse, and her voice was soft and weak, but with irresistible majesty.

Seventeen was trying to speak, but was interrupted by the other party.

"With all that, you go back and think about it."

She waved her hand and made him step back, obviously not wanting to talk to more than seventeen.

In the evening, a man dressed as a guard knocked on the seventeen door.

"follow me!"

"it is good!"

Seventeen did not bother to follow the pace of the man directly.