After finishing his self-indulgence, Li Ziran knew that his life was still in a precarious stage. This line of sword masters of the Jiange had been in charge for so many years, and there were dozens of big and small peaks. The gods on this mountain

You can't get down, but ordinary disciples can. Who knows, whether it's training outside or the sect's mission, there are so many old guys who are psychic, so there's no guarantee that something will not happen.

From now on, it seems that the rules regarding whether one should change his or her name or surname will have to change. As the saying goes, rules are dead, but people still have to live.

Thinking of this, Li Ziran couldn't help but take out the coarse linen clothes.

He really wanted to return this piece of clothing to Jiange and tell those who were flocking to it that this thing had a fatal flaw and couldn't be practiced.

But he felt that no one would believe what he said, and would instead kill him to take credit.

Seeing that this Jiange was coveted by everyone, and even his own sect had coveted it for more than a thousand years, Li Ziran couldn't help but smack his lips and had a headache.

Although the founders are conclusive, all of this is still in the stage of speculation, and no one can guarantee that this will happen.

He couldn't help but shudder when he thought of Xiang Tai'a's nervous appearance, which even disgusted the demonic energy. But without practice, with his cultivation level of Zhenren Li, he would probably be caught by the people of Jiange, or even found.

The traces are the grasshoppers after autumn, they can't jump around for a few days.

If you don’t practice it, it will kill you, but if you practice it, there is a chance that it will kill you, and this thing doesn’t even have a regret medicine. I don’t know how the founder of Fengjun invented such a perverted thing.

Li Ziran paced back and forth in the room, rubbing his head with both hands.

"Damn it, I've been a genius for thousands of years, why am I still entangled in such a trivial matter? If I do it, I might not survive this year if I don't do it!"

After thinking about it, he swore fiercely: "If I go crazy, the first thing I will do is to dismantle the broken sword in the sword pavilion, then strip it naked to that sissy Xiang Tai'a and tie it with chains on the sword testing platform.

snort!"

Thinking of this, Li Ziran was instantly filled with energy, picked up the burlap clothes and started studying it.

The appearance of this linen garment is ordinary and there is no clue about it, but it has experienced a battle in the cave before. It looks tattered, but in fact there is no damage at all. It is already a rare treasure in itself.

Li Ziran turned Mai Yi over, and when he saw the inner lining, he finally found the technique he was looking for.

I saw lines of primitive small characters written densely on the inner lining, including Feng Jun Chen Buyi's creative insights, cultivation experience, and the entire sword formula record.

In the end, Li Ziran learned that the linen garment itself was not a mortal thing. It was woven by ancient monks from an unknown era using Leizu hemp. Obviously, its original function had failed. Only the current invulnerability to water and fire was left.

, used by Chen Buyi to record his sword skills.

There are nine levels in total of this Mai Sword Technique, but this ninth level is purely in the preliminary stage and has no practice at all, because Chen Buyi was burned to ashes when he was in the Breaking Void Realm, which is the eighth level.

Li Ziran abandoned the imaginary pictures in his mind and secretly vowed to eat less barbecue in the future to avoid causing psychological shadow.

After mobilizing the energy and energy all over his body, he began to practice the first level of the sword technique. An extremely domineering light red profound energy gradually gathered from his inner palace, and then circulated towards the whole body, forming a Zhoutian. Although this red energy

It is still very weak, but it is clearly different from the cyclone. This is a brand new power!

It's done, Li Ziran is secretly happy. Although there will be a lot of troubles in the future. He has to cultivate two kinds of mysterious energy, and he may become crazy. But at this time, the powerful, domineering, who-is-who-is-other energy brings comfort to people.

The feeling of pleasure cannot be faked.

Just when Li Ziran was intoxicated with the increase in strength and secretly intoxicated, a change occurred. The silver cyclone, which had been changed by Zai Yuan when he recognized his master, was steady and fast suddenly started to spin like the wind, spinning faster than usual.

It increased several times. At the same time, the light red energy he had just cultivated was also sucked into him. No matter how Li Ziran controlled it, it would not help.

Seeing that his efforts just now were in vain, Li Ziran wanted to cry without tears. What is this and what? He was still worried that Mai Sword Technique had been practiced to a high level and would not be able to tolerate other profound energy. Now it's okay. It's unnecessary. Then

Yu Qingxuan Gong, who usually looks honest and honest, turns out to be a jealous woman!

Damn, how do you practice this?

He tried to practice the Mai Sword Technique again while observing the changes in the silver cyclone.

Sure enough, when he stopped again, there was another round of rotation, and his efforts were in vain again.

"Humph, I still don't believe it!"

Li Ziran was aroused to have a bad temper, and he kept trying. Others had been thinking about it for thousands of years, and it was something that his old man had sacrificed his life for. He was not willing to let it go.

It is collected into other acupoints of the body, swallowed, and circulates continuously. The cyclone cannot wait, and it is swallowed while practicing, covering up the red energy. It cannot deceive the cyclone and is swallowed.

After all this tossing, Li Ziran leaned against the wall next to the bed, his eyes dull, and he just sat there blankly, his whole body feeling depressed.

I spent a whole night of effort in vain and got nothing. The Mai Sword Technique was like trying to draw water from a bamboo basket but in vain. Mr. Fengjun, there is something wrong with your guess.

Li Ziran sighed inwardly and enlightened himself, "It doesn't matter. Dao Master, I can still beat those old guys everywhere without relying on this sword technique."

"buzz"

At this moment, the cyclone in the body trembled unnaturally, and then, a faint red texture appeared on the silver surface. Following this, Li Ziran repeated it countless times tonight, which belonged to the Mai Sword Technique.

breath.

Huh? What's going on.

He couldn't help but assume a training posture again and inspect the changes.

At this time, the cyclone representing the True Profound Realm was still spinning as usual, but the aura it emitted surprised him.

The ancient and ethereal aura that represents Zaiyuan, the majestic and simple aura that represents Yuqing Xuan Gong, and the domineering and fierce aura that represents the Mai Jianjue. They blend with each other in this cyclone and become one.

Except that Zaiyuan did not grow through cultivation and currently does not know how to improve it. As long as Li Ziran slightly mobilizes the other two mysterious energies, the cyclone will react immediately.

After swallowing, Li Ziran used the Mai Sword Technique again.

Lord Dao, bless me and let me succeed.

"boom"

As soon as the technique started, the cyclone was like exploding, devouring the spiritual energy in the surrounding air at an unprecedented speed. After the spiritual energy was drained instantly, the suction force began to spread outwards.

The first level is the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage, and the peak stage.

In just a moment, Mai's sword technique reached the edge of a breakthrough.

Li Ziran was so frightened that he quickly stopped the exercise.

???

Is this the state that Mr. Fengjun wants? I'm sorry, I questioned you just now. I was wrong and I apologize.

Li Ziran was still confused at this time. There seemed to be something wrong with this situation. If he kept going at this speed and didn't stop, would he be able to go to Jiange to find Xiang Tai'a and beat him up in a few days?

?

"I'm invincible, you can do whatever you want"

This is Li Ziran's mood at this time.

But the truth is not that simple. When he tried to run the technique again, the speed would still increase significantly, but he could not break through. After trying several times, he realized that his understanding of the technique was not up to par.

to the requirement of breakthrough.

This is just right. There is really no bottleneck in this technique. Just like what Chen Buyi described, you only need to practice and operate, and you will directly reach the peak of this level, and then you will break through when you become proficient.

The training of sword masters in the past is probably like this, but everyone is practicing one skill and sword technique smoothly. No one is like him, who superimposes several skills together to practice. The speed is not as simple as adding two by two.

Li Ziran was also a little unsure about his own cultivation method at this moment. He was not a newbie, so he naturally knew some taboos.

Although there are few who practice two, three or even more kinds of exercises at the same time, they are not impossible. For thousands of years, in order to open up the path to immortality, many amazing and talented people have come up with various methods to achieve breakthroughs. Among them, there is no lack of quantitative changes in pursuit of qualitative changes.

The great monks have many kinds of energy in their bodies, and the sea of ​​energy is extremely vast. However, their respective strengths are also distinct.

Both before and after the Great Tribulation, countless classics and countless geniuses who have fallen due to disbelief in evil have told practitioners that the techniques will affect each other, complement each other, and the five elements will feed each other. But if you try to fuse, at least one party will be swallowed up, and dozens of people will be killed.

Hundreds of years of practice were in vain. In the worst case, an explosion occurred in the inner Dantian, shattering the body into pieces.

Li Ziran didn't know where the problem was, was it Yuan Yuan or Yuqing Xuan Gong?

There is no way to verify these two things with others, and he will not tell others, unless he wants to become the research material of those old monsters Poxu.

Its daybreak
Chapter completed!