Invincible Swallowing Heaven

Chapter 276 Self-slashing the Sword (Thanks for the reward from Floating Blood!)
"who are you?"

Leng Qingqiu looked sideways.

"I'm just an ordinary sword sect disciple. Now that I'm seriously injured, my cultivation is useless. It's better to fulfill the Supreme Elder."

Lin Zimo was very calm, with half of his arm hanging in the air, and his sleeves were stained red with blood.

Zheng Xinglong hesitated to speak, in front of all the ancestors, how could he have any right to speak as a junior head, but he cared about this apprentice, and this time he was seriously injured and half of his arm was cut off, he was still worried that from now on Decadent, I didn't expect him to stand up.

Zhou Lin raised his head and glanced at Lin Zimo. He didn't feel good about Lin Zimo before, but this time, he can say such words, which shows that the war still brought him different changes.

"Thank you. Your arm is broken. It's not hopeless. I just said this to you. Afterwards, I will guarantee that you will be as good as before. This is my master, and his injuries will naturally be borne by me."

"Isn't it just the way of swordsmanship, I can do it too."

He suddenly stood up, with a stern expression, "It's not too late, I'll take Master back to the cave, and ask all the ancestors to protect the Dharma."

"Is there any help for me?"

Lin Zimo's sluggish eyes came alive, and he stared blankly at Zhou Lin, with a flash of gratitude in his heart.

A cripple and a genius, perhaps just at the moment of each other's thoughts, unexpectedly the actions he made in the midst of despair actually gave him a new life.

"Teacher, don't come back yet!"

Zheng Xinglong secretly transmitted the sound, feeling excited in his heart.

He knew Zhou Lin's ability, and since he could guarantee it, his apprentice would not have to become a useless person.

"Wait!"

Leng Qingqiu raised his hand to stop it: "Jianzi, it's better for me as the master to handle this matter."

"Mu Qing is my apprentice. It is more appropriate for me to do this. Jianzi still has a great future, so there is no need to waste his swordsmanship on him."

The other ancestors were silent for a while and did not speak.

Even though they are also inclined to Leng Qingqiu's argument, thinking that the sword is more important, but at this time, self-severing the cultivation of the sword means that he will become a useless person from now on. This kind of spirit of sacrificing oneself to save others is not something ordinary people can have. They...have no right to beak.

Zhou Lin glanced at Leng Qingqiu, and found that the other party's will was extremely firm, but he couldn't let go, "Master, if you cut your own swordsmanship, with your lifespan, you may die immediately. You can't use your old man's How can I explain to Master when Master wakes up like this?”

"If you die, how can I explain to him? You don't need to say any more, I have lived in vain for hundreds of years, that's enough! Tell me what you need to do."

Leng Qingqiu put away his laughing and joking look, and his face was calm.

Zhou Lin shook his head, "Master, I will not agree. I can still live with my own cultivation of swordsmanship, but others can't."

After finishing speaking, he had a thought, and the dragon-shaped ring on his finger suddenly let out a roar, and the dragon-slaying knife changed into the air, turning into a short knife and standing in the air. , causing everyone to gasp.

"He can use a knife? He didn't even know this before."

Everyone was taken aback by him. Zhou Linguang's skill in swordsmanship was terrifying enough before. Isn't this his bottom line? His swordsmanship is also so superb?
This person is really unfathomable!
Lin Zimo had a bitter look on his face, "It's ridiculous that I had been against him all the time, but he didn't take it to heart, and was willing to heal me instead. I lost, completely lost."

Since then, his mentality has changed dramatically.

Zhou Lin took the Dragon Slaying Saber away, and said calmly: "When Master accepted me as an apprentice, I refused to say that I was good at wielding knives but not swords. Master said, it doesn't matter. When you reach a truly advanced level, the truth is In the same way, everything in the world can become a sword, and I can become a master when I realize the true meaning. Now I have already realized that, so for me, the cultivation of swordsmanship is not the only one. If you cut it, you will cut it. The big deal is that I won’t be able to comprehend the way of the sword in the future, so I think it’s worth it to save Master’s life with my shallow swordsmanship.”

He glanced at Leng Qingqiu, "Master Zu is different. He has been in seclusion for hundreds of years, and his swordsmanship is astounding. If he is cut off, he may really die. I know Master is not afraid of death, but Jianzong still needs you now." .”

"But."

Leng Qingqiu frowned, but wanted to continue.

"There's nothing left."

Zhou Lin interrupted heavily, looking around, "All the patriarchs have already realized the catastrophe of the sky thunder. The strength of my sword sect is just around the corner. I can't lose a patriarch here. When the master wakes up, I will go to rebuild the Dao of the sword. That's it for the matter."

After speaking, he picked up Mu Qing, and before everyone could react, he flew out quickly and returned to the core disciple's cave.

He kicked out Lu Xiaofeng who had been cultivating in the cave, signaling that no one should come to disturb him, then he threw out the formation plate, laid out a complicated formation, and then placed his master Mu Qing in the cave.

He looked at the master whose breath was shrinking sharply, and said softly: "Master, the love of the whole life, two masters and apprentices, today, I will return this swordsmanship to you."

Reach out quickly, hold the soul, and use the secret method to move it, protect the soul of the master, and pull it out of the body.

Dayan Shenjue is the most intensive study of the soul. His soul is extremely powerful, and his research on the soul is much more profound than others. In the eyes of outsiders, he is helpless to deal with soul injuries. His methods are much more than others. .

The Ghost-Blood Double Killing Curse jointly cast by the Blood Lord and the Ghost Emperor is indeed vicious. It targets the body and the soul respectively. The double attack makes people overwhelmed.

Zhou Lin's method is very straightforward. The first is to protect the soul, and the second is the body. The time delay will inevitably lead to the double loss of the master's cultivation base and memory. Protect the master's martial arts memory and cultivation to a certain extent.

During this process, there will be a fusion of the martial arts memory and cultivation of both parties. Zhou Lin outputs his kendo memory, controls the true essence and the ghost blood double killing curse to exchange for mutual injury, trying to erase and expel the influence of the spell.

This is a blood transfusion, but it is also a struggle, and the battlefield is Master's body.

When he finally completely eliminated the influence of the Ghost-Blood Double Killing Curse, Mu Qing's body was riddled with holes, half of his body was completely withered, his flesh and blood were exhausted, and his whole body was as if withered.

"call!"

Zhou Lin opened his eyes with a tired expression. This expulsion battle was extremely exhausting. If he hadn't advanced to the realm of primordial spirit, he might not be able to deal with such a complicated spell attack.

"After dispelling the influence of the spell, the next step is to restore the blood."

Master's body was cold, with only a faint breath, dying.

He fed the big medicine to hang his life, protect the heart veins, and kept taking out the blood-enriching and muscle-enhancing elixir and directly kneaded it into powder and sprinkled it on the body surface. Mu Qing's body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually returned to its original shape.

(End of this chapter)