The strongest shuttle system

Chapter 311 A peerless sword is about to be born!

The evil emperor smiled bitterly, and asked back: "Haven't you already experienced it just now, why bother to ask the old man."

Hearing what Xiehuang said, Zhuhuang suddenly realized, with lingering fears in his heart.

Just now, he lost any ability to resist. If Lin Fan was an enemy, he would have died long ago.

The evil emperor let out a long breath, and sighed: "Using a sword to form a domain is the highest state that all warriors pursue."

While the two were talking, Lin Fan who was not far away had already put away the Blood Demon Sword and walked over with a smile.

It doesn't make much sense to cultivate into a magic knife.

However, Senluo Daoyu is an unexpected harvest!

Whether it's a sword or a knife, once it forms a domain, such as Sword 23 Sword Domain, it will directly go up to a higher level, and its power will increase greatly!

The Pig Emperor was impatient, and couldn't bear it at first, so he quickly asked, "Young master Lin, how did you manage to not be affected by the magic knife, and still use the moves of the magic knife?"

Although the evil emperor on the side refrained from speaking, in fact, he wanted to know the answer more than anyone else.

After killing his parent and child by mistake, he has been blaming himself.

For so many years, he has retreated in seclusion in order to find a solution to the problem of the magic knife's infatuation.

If this problem cannot be solved, then he will die and cannot rest in peace.

Lin Fan nodded when he heard this, and explained: "The human body has three major dantians, which are divided into the lower dantian, which is located in the lower abdomen, and is used to accumulate true energy. The middle dantian, which is located at the heart, is used to store essence and blood. There is also the upper dantian, Located on the head, it is the sea of ​​human consciousness."

What he said is common sense among warriors.

The Pig Emperor and the Evil Emperor naturally knew this.

So, when Lin Fan mentioned these things, they all looked at Lin Fan in surprise and waited for the next article.

"The imperial sword will produce violent emotions. This emotion will flow along the meridians to the sea of ​​consciousness in the dantian, affecting the consciousness. My solution is to control the consciousness to forget things and me, too. The state of forgetting emotion. Once this state is reached, no matter how violent the emotion is, it will not affect the sanity."

As soon as the words came out.

Pig Emperor's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help muttering: "That's right, that's the truth, why didn't I think of it before!"

Not only the Pig Emperor, but even the Evil Emperor became excited.

However, after counting breaths, his joy sank again.

After a long time, he smiled wryly and shook his head.

"To tell the truth, Mr. Lin, I have thought about this method before, but how difficult is the realm of forgetting emotions? I have been in seclusion for so many years, but I still can't reach this state. Even the tragic death of my beloved son can't make me free. Forget it."

Indeed, being too forgetful is an extremely special state in martial arts.

To reach this state, one does not rely on strength, but understanding.

Some warriors can't enter this mysterious realm even if they spend their whole lives.

And some warriors can enter this mysterious realm just by realizing it overnight.

Lin Fan smiled lightly and didn't say much.

He has already told the evil emperor about the method, but whether it can be done or not is none of his business.

In the next few days, Lin Fan became more and more proficient at practicing the magic knife.

It's just that, like Sword 23, the magic knife moves require a lot of real energy. Every time he uses the magic knife domain, he will consume [-] to [-]% of the real energy in his body, almost exhausted.

Casting a big move and casting a domain, the consumption of true energy is completely different.

At present, both the magic knife and the sword 23 can only be used as trump cards.

a few days later.

Bye Sword Villa!

Since this month, the news of the birth of the Divine Sword in Baijian Villa has touched the hearts of countless warriors.

On the rivers and lakes, all warriors with a bit of fame flocked towards the villa.

On the official road a few miles away from the villa, several fast horses were galloping.

These people carried swords on their backs and had ferocious faces. One could tell at a glance that they were people in the world not to be trifled with.

Seeing this, the common people on the official road avoided them one after another, lest they would offend these warriors who would kill at every turn.

"Hahaha, this time the divine sword is born, and I, the Seven Monsters of Western Shu, are determined to win it!"

"Hey, if the boss has the divine sword in his hand, he will be able to reach a higher level. At that time, we will kill the Zhonghua Pavilion and make that Wuming bow his head and become a minister!"

The seven people on the galloping horses are members of the Demon Sect of Xishu, nicknamed the Seven Monsters of Xishu.

The chief boss is named Etongtian, and he is used to using a set of falling rain swordsmanship, which kills without blood, and is feared by the Sichuan and Sichuan martial arts.

However, 20 years ago, seven people were defeated by Wuming, the myth of Wulin, and they were forced to swear that they would never step out of the Wulin.

Over the years, the seven of them have devoted themselves to practicing martial arts in order to one day defeat Wuming and avenge their shame.

And a few days ago, the boss Evil Tongtian felt the vibration of the long sword in his hand, and knew that the Sword Worshiping Villa had been tempered for several generations, and the divine sword of hundreds of years was about to be born, so he broke his oath and came to grab the sword.

Hearing the words of the people beside him, a slight smile floated on the face of Evil Tongtian.

However, he still shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Twenty years ago, that Wuming was already the best in martial arts, brothers, don't underestimate the enemy."

Behind him, a rough man with a beard and a double ax retorted in a low voice: "I'm afraid of a bird, boss, you have reached the perfect level of rain swordsmanship, if you can seize the divine sword again, what is Wuming? .”

This person is nicknamed the Axe Demon. Back then, he used two Xuanhua axes to kill countless people in the Southwest Wulin.

"That's right, Boss, we've been aggrieved enough to be turtles these years. Look at the current martial arts, even the old boy who is the tyrant can rule the roost. There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings. We, the Seven Saints of Western Shu Going out of the mountain again, after taking the divine sword, kill Wuming first, and then kill Xiongba, the boss will be the supreme martial artist, and he will also give us brothers and sisters the title of Grand Marshal, a great general."

The speaker held a white paper fan in his hand, nicknamed Paper Fan Fairy, ranked third among the seven monsters, and was also the brains of the seven.

"Hey, third son, what kind of marshal are you? If you want to be a prime minister, wouldn't it be nice for us brothers to be appointed as marquises and worshiped as prime ministers!"

Finally, the second child among the seven monsters, Tieguaixian with white beard and hair, stroking his long beard under his chin, laughed.

Feeling happy in his heart, Eitongtian couldn't help speeding up his horse and ran towards the villa.

The seven people ran for a while, and saw a small teahouse at the foot of the mountain where Baijian Villa was located.

At this moment, the teahouse was full of warriors holding swords, chattering and drinking, very lively.

And in front of the teahouse, two disciples from the Sword Villa were guiding the coming martial arts people to stop with low eyebrows.

Among the seven monsters, the fourth-old Ax Demon snorted coldly, drove his horse forward and asked, "Where is the Excalibur, take us there quickly, or watch out for your head."

The disciple of Worshiping Sword Villa gave a wry smile, quickly bowed his head, and explained: "The divine sword has not been fully cast, and we still have to wait for a few hours. At that time, some disciples will lead everyone to get the divine sword."

(End of this chapter)