I, Ding Xiu, am the number one killer of Gu Long Martial Arts!

Chapter 2 Wedding Dress Magical Art!

The peaks are tall and graceful, and the walls stand thousands of feet tall. Mount Emei stands majestically on the earth.The mountains are lush and green, and the mountain streams and waterfalls are even more interesting. The clouds and mist are shrouded in it, just like a foreign land!
On the Pengfeng Peak, behind Xuanzhen Temple, in a very ordinary courtyard, at this moment, there is a young man who looks like seventeen or eighteen years old, holding a five-foot-long knife, pointing at a piece of foot in front of him. There are huge boulders that are as tall as one person, and they keep repeating the same action!
I saw him standing sideways, holding the handle of a knife that was more than half a foot in length with both hands. The blade of the knife was facing the sky, and the tip of the knife was forward. As his hands fell, he suddenly slashed out. The target was pointed directly at the huge rock in front of him, but But just when the blade was about to hit the boulder, it quickly hovered again.

At this time, the blade was only a millimeter away from the boulder, which showed that the young man's control over power had reached an astonishing level!

Close the knife!

Raise the knife!

再劈
This cycle continued for more than an hour without stopping.Judging from his movements, he is already quite fast. He raises the knife, chops, and puts the knife away. The whole set of movements is as smooth as clouds and water. It is obvious that he has been practicing hard for many years.

"Look, that idiot Ding Xiu is practicing his best swordsmanship in the world again!"

"Hehe. I think, if he practices like this, even if he practices for another 100 years, he still won't be able to practice the best swordsmanship in the world! Why is he still a direct disciple of the headmaster? I don't think he can even train like us outsiders. Not even as good as a disciple!”

"Elder brother is still very powerful. I heard that he has received the master's true inheritance, and his sword skills are so fast that he has perfect skills. The master is planning to teach him the secret of double sword killing!"

"Well, if I could have half the talent of Senior Brother, I would be satisfied."

Several young men in Taoist robes hurried past the courtyard, with some harsh comments constantly flying into Ding Xiu's ears in the courtyard, but he didn't seem to care at all and continued to practice his skills without any distractions. Knife skills.

Gradually, as time went by, his knife became faster and faster. In the end, the blade was cutting so hard that it was beyond the reach of the naked eye. Looking from a distance, only streaks of light and shadow could be seen. Flashing, although the blade did not hit the stone, it left a mark half a foot deep!
"Ding"

Suddenly, a crisp sound came out, and Ding Xiu couldn't help but stop, looking helplessly at the long knife in his hand. To be precise, it was half a long knife, and the broken half of the blade was directly driven into the boulder. .

"Ugh"

Seeing this, Ding Xiu couldn't help but sigh: "It's broken again. It's true. After all, our Emei sect is also one of the seven sects in the world. Why is the craftsmanship of the foundry so poor!"

As he spoke, he thrust the broken knife in his hand into the ground, then stretched out his hand and pressed it on the boulder. As soon as he released his inner strength, there was only a muffled sound, and the boulder that was as tall as a person suddenly trembled. , the half-cut knife that had been chopped into the stone flew out on its own, like a sharp arrow that came off its string, flew out and landed dozens of feet away.

There is no one else here. If anyone were here, they would be surprised. The depth of this skill is no longer inferior to any of the top masters in the world!

However, Ding Xiu was very troubled by this, because he knew very well that his current state was getting worse and worse, and all of this was due to the internal skills he had cultivated... Martial Arts Zen, the Wedding Clothes Divine Skill!

Hate the gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others!
This sentence is the origin of the name of the wedding dress magic skill. After practicing this skill, although it is infinitely powerful, it will make people's true energy become extremely hot and violent. Not only is it difficult to control it, but it will also make them Suffering so much, that kind of pain, is beyond the reach of a human being, unless you transfer your power to others!

But as a martial arts practitioner, who would be willing to give away his years of hard training to others? !
Originally, at Ding Xiu's age, no matter how talented he was, it was impossible for him to practice the Wedding Clothes Magic Art to this extent, but who made him a time traveler, and a time traveler with a golden finger!
Although his golden finger is just a piece of white feather that looks very broken, it is integrated into the depths of his soul, not only greatly increasing his intelligence and possessing extraordinary learning ability, but also attracting the vitality of heaven and earth to strengthen his body. Increase the speed of his internal strength training!It is precisely because of this that he was able to practice the Wedding Clothes Magic Art to the eighth level at the age of less than 20 years old and be able to use it normally!
If it were anyone else, not to mention whether they could practice the magical art of wedding clothes to the eighth level before the age of 20, even if they could, given the characteristics of the magical art of wedding clothes, they would be in unbearable pain and unable to continue until they could cultivate to the sixth or seventh level at most. !
However, although Ding Xiu had a golden finger to help him, as he practiced the Wedding Clothes Magic Skill more and more deeply, his true energy became more intense. If this continues, he might have to be like those senior masters who practiced this skill and could not bear the backlash of the hot true energy. , went crazy, went crazy and died.

"Sixth Senior Brother! Sixth Senior Brother!"

Just when Ding Xiu was deep in thought, suddenly, not far away, a nimble figure rushed towards here. Although the road to Mount Emei was steep, it was as smooth as walking on the ground. After a while, he was already close.

"Little junior sister, do you have something to do with me?"

Ding Xiu looked at the girl in front of him, then looked up at the sky, and said, "It's still early for dinner."

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat."

The girl made a face at Ding Xiu and said: "Master asked me to tell you that tomorrow we will start teaching Shangqing Sword Technique. Master said that this is the only way to cultivate Qi and practice swordsmanship in Xuanzhen Temple, so anyone who enters the house can Disciples, you must learn. Master also said that if you still stick to your sword skills and refuse to learn the sword this time, you will be demoted to junior fellow apprentice and I will be replaced as senior sister."

"is it?"

Hearing this, Ding Xiu couldn't help but feel a trace of suspicion on his face. He had always been distrustful of the girl's words, especially in this matter. All this was because the two were of the same age, and they were even in the same year, same month and same day. However, Ding Xiu became his senior brother and the girl became his junior sister. This made the girl very unhappy about this.

However, although her words cannot be fully believed, the previous part cannot be ignored. Ding Xiu has a hunch that if this time he refuses to learn swordsmanship like before, the old stubborn master will definitely be furious!

"Of course."

The girl smiled sweetly, and then left happily with a sly smile.

Ding Xiu looked at her back and couldn't help but sigh again: It turned out that it had been seven or eight years since he came to this world without knowing it!
By the way, seven or eight years ago, Ding Xiu was still a good young man living in the future 21st century, but he never thought that when he was making a big sword, he was hit on the head by an inexplicable feather that fell from the sky!

Yes!

You read that right, it’s a feather!
A piece of feather that was about the size of an inch and should have been as light as nothing, but it knocked him completely unconscious. He lost consciousness on the spot. When he woke up again, he was shocked to find that he had traveled to this strange place in front of him. In the world of martial arts, he has become a teenager who is only in his teens!
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