[Comprehensive] The Journey of the Protagonist

"I'm going to try you out."

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man who was still angry just now couldn't help but took a step back in fear.

Only those who have practiced internal kungfu know that there is no room for negligence in the inheritance of kungfu, especially when it comes to the operation of the veins of internal force. It is very likely that if you deviate from a certain acupuncture point, you will become crazy and crazy during your cultivation. , or die directly.

Those lucky ones who fell off the cliff and saw the cheats, if they were either naive or ignorant, or they were poor people who were cornered, even if it was honey wrapped in poison, as long as it could make me avenge myself, I would be poisoned to death. Only those who do not hesitate to realize will go to practice without hesitation.Who knows if the person who left behind the cheats was full of malice to gloat?

As for the proud son of heaven who was able to pick up the secret book that truly recorded the profound martial arts, it can only be said that luck is at play.

It's a pity that Zhao Yidao is a real scumbag who doesn't even have a chance to pick up cheat books.What he practiced hard was the basic internal strength widely circulated in the market.

What Su Xuan needs is not a martial arts master with profound internal skills. After all, what he wants to create is to travel to other non-martial arts worlds without internal skills in the future. He pays more attention to spiritual shaping.

Tianshu opened the cell door and walked in. The middle-aged man who had just yelled fiercely backed away step by step like a shivering little white rabbit.

But soon he couldn't move.

Su Xuan's eyes seemed to contain mysterious whirlpools.

The Devil's religion has always been open to good people, and it will teach many exquisite martial arts as soon as you get started. One of them is "Wonderful Wufang, Nine Styles of Deterring Souls", one of the ten magical skills. It can be transformed into 720 nine strokes, if one recognizes the weirdness and erraticness of his moves, the subtlety and meticulousness of the moves, it is indeed far above the "Liangyi swordsmanship" of the Wudang School. (Original sentence of Gu Long)

This sword technique is easy to learn but difficult to master, but Su Xuan doesn't like to be controlled by the formula. What he needs most now is a special spiritual cultivation mystery technique. Unfortunately, this kind of magical skill is mostly seen in the world of immortals, and it is almost unheard of in the world of martial arts. , Li Xunhuan's flying knife was suspected to be involved in the world of Xiao Li's flying knife.

But now he is Li Xunhuan.

If he wants to create a martial art, he should not be afraid of any path.So he tried to combine "The Treasure of Lianhua" with this breathtaking and strange swordsmanship, imitating a long sword with spiritual power, polishing it every day, and making a sound every night.

And now this cold long sword is hanging above Zhao Yidao's head...if anyone can see it.

It's a pity that this sword has not yet formed, even Su Xuan can only vaguely feel the vague outline of the sword in the chaos.

It exists.

But if he wants to try his skills on others, what he needs is someone with extraordinarily strong spirit like him. For this reason, he has to try to stimulate the spiritual sea of ​​these prisoners imprisoned in the dungeon of the Demon Cult.

After all, there is probably only one second life like him.

The stunned Zhao Yidao was in a daze, his consciousness seemed to be sinking in the sea of ​​clouds. He sat in the crude boat and didn't dare to move a little bit. The sudden intuition told him that the sword energy around him was criss-crossing. corpse.

With a flick of Tianshu's right hand, a roll of brocade cloth was spread out, and the inside was shining with silver light, full of thin and long silver needles.

He twisted his fingers and inserted a needle into Zhao Yidao's acupuncture point.

Zhao Yidao's skin swelled up, as if he had gotten into a bug that was about to move.This is the blood that was forced out of him was stimulated by acupuncture techniques and boiled up.

Tianshu moves needles like flying, with shadows flying around, busy but not chaotic, orderly and orderly.

Zhao Yidao felt like his whole body was on fire, his face was hot with smoke, and the scurrying blood made his whole body grow stronger, he wanted to jump up and escape from the scorching fire, But it was like being caught in a nightmare, the consciousness was about to wake up, but the body couldn't move at all.

Being mobilized by this kind of tiger and wolf method, although it stimulates the spiritual power, it can only be done for a while, and even, it will greatly hurt the vitality of the martial arts people, not only will make them lose all their martial arts, but will also damage their bodies , to shorten the lifespan, even if he survived by chance, he would not waste a few days.

But what Su Xuan needed was only this momentary effort.

Zhao Yidao's temples were already white.

Tianshu stopped.

Su Xuan stared closely at the puppet-like Zhao Yidao, his meridians were protruding, his eyes were swollen and bloodshot, but his face was strangely expressionless.

His fingers hidden in his sleeves are curled up, just as Zhao Yidao's temples are shrinking like breathing and are about to stop. He is about to point out, bleed out boiling blood, and bring them back to the Qinglong Society for rest and recuperation, stabilizing the suddenly boosted spiritual power , and then use his rough spirit to forge his fine mystic skills... The sound of cracking sounded, and blood flowed from the pores of Zhao Yidao's body, and he became a blood man.

he died.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Su Xuan's eyes, and he said two words lightly: "Trash."

After finishing speaking, he didn't look at the dead person any more, shook his long sleeves, turned around and left.

There are too many experiments, but too few successes.Sure enough, do you still need a strong-willed master?

His eyes were deep, revealing a kind of indifferent silence for no reason.

"Master Su, please stay." A soft and sticky female voice sounded.

"You are..." Su Xuan, whose thoughts were interrupted, looked over and saw a short and fat woman like a ball.

She smiled obsequiously, her layers of flesh trembling again and again: "My servant is the maid of Huanxi Bodhisattva."

Although she had a flattering smile on her face, she looked left and right, but she didn't even dare to fall on Su Xuan's face.

"The Bodhisattva of the Nu Family learned that Hall Master Su wanted to create a divine skill and lacked materials, so he specially sent the Nu Family to send a batch of human goods to Hall Master Su, in order to help the Hall Master achieve great success. These goods are the true seeds of the famous decent sect, and they will definitely be able to serve the people. It is their great honor to add to Hall Master Su's miraculous skills!"

"Is it... the one who joined me that day... Yunniang?" He was a little puzzled, but his doubts were like scattered clouds in the sky, which would disappear if he was negligent.

Hearing that name, the fat woman was not only trembling, but trembling all over her body. She was trembling and couldn't even speak fluently: "After learning that I can be selected by Su... , Those people are all ecstatic, Hall Master Su doesn't have to worry about not having enough goods, they can't wait, and volunteered to try their skills for Hall Master Su..."

Su Xuan pondered for a while, and decided to accept it.No matter what she came to show her favor for, he was confident and fearless.

The short and fat woman stumbled out of the dungeon. After she entered the Huanxi Hall, she scrambled like a rolling ball and fell at the feet of Huanxi Bodhisattva. , she used to be weak, but at this moment she actually had a kind of coquettish and angry attitude.

The Bodhisattva didn't ask about the task assigned to her, but said quietly, "Why are you so afraid?"

"Could it be that you have taken a fancy to him?"

Without waiting for an answer, she started talking to herself: "That's right, he is so good-looking, it's not surprising that you take a fancy to him."

The fat woman couldn't speak, and her whole body seemed to be salvaged from sweat. She kowtowed, and blood dripped down her face.

"Even I dare not go to see him, so why do you go to see him." She totally forgot that it was her own order, and said with distorted and jealous face, "You also want to be like Zhuxiu who took a peek at him." , to be a blind man?"

"He just needs to remember the first side of me." She slapped the fat woman who was shaking her head to death with force, she couldn't help muttering to herself, and then smiled with her hands in her hands.