special living dead

Chapter 172 Sword Training
I immediately memorized the Eight Desolation Sword Art with floating golden characters in my heart, and then imitated the same pattern and smeared the other characters with blood. All the characters that appeared in the first four directions were floating characters, which recorded eight characters. The formula of the wild sword formula.

On the other hand, eight paintings are projected in the four directions behind. These eight paintings are all in the shape of villains, and the eight extraordinary meridians of the human body are marked on them.

There are a total of eight forms in the Eight Desolation Sword Jue. These eight pictures can be combined with the previous formulas to practice the Eight Desolation Sword Jue.

I deeply remembered the eight pictures in my mind, then the golden light disappeared, the eight pictures disappeared, and the cave returned to silence.

I swallowed and spit, looked at the nameless old man, I was a little worried, just now the nameless old man beat me until I vomited blood, now I have memorized the Eight Desolation Sword Art, I am worried that the nameless old man will kill me, After all, this is obviously the top sword formula of Quanzhen Dao that has been lost.

The nameless old senior sat next to him, as if he had seen through my thoughts, and said lightly: "Boy, don't be afraid. Although the old man has a weird personality, he is definitely not killing innocent people indiscriminately. This Eight Desolation Sword Art is not for you. It is predestined, and the Eight Desolation Sword Art is not a unique skill of Quanzhen Sect, if you learn it, it is your good fortune."

Hearing the words of the unknown old senior, I immediately felt relieved, and said with some embarrassment: "The unknown old senior has high morals and prestige, so naturally he won't care about younger juniors like me. However, the Eight Desolation Sword Art is not the sword art of Quanzhen Sect ? How did it appear here?"

The nameless senior waved at me, I walked over and sat next to him, the nameless old senior said: "More than three hundred years ago, the demon king led the demon sect with arrogance, and both Buddhism and Taoism were hard to resist, and there were heavy casualties. It took a hermit casual cultivator to stop the demon king. The strongest skill of this senior casual cultivator was the Eight Desolation Sword Art. Senior Xiu came to Zhongnan Mountain, and he was reincarnated in this cave. Before Bing Jie, he once said that the Quanzhen Sect needs to send someone to guard here, and he will never leave. I don't know why. , have been checked carefully, and nothing strange is found. This Eight Desolation Sword Art is probably left by the senior casual cultivator. Today, it is all because of your credit that I was able to break the seal by luck. However, you must remember, If one day you leave Zhongnan Mountain, you must not use this sword art to do evil, otherwise this old man will definitely not spare you."

I nodded heavily and said: "Don't worry senior, I, Zhou Qing, swear to the sky that I will never kill innocent good people indiscriminately."

After stroking his beard, the unknown old senior said: "The Eight Desolation Sword Art is infinitely powerful, and one sword is more powerful than a single sword. When it is used, it is really shocking, weeping ghosts and gods, the mountains and rivers surrender, and the eight desolations are wiped out. You The kid has a great chance to get this sword formula, but this sword formula is profound and complicated, and with your current state, I am afraid it will be difficult to learn it. From now on, you will come here every day at noon, and the old man will give you some pointers."

I was ecstatic, the nameless old man has profound Taoism and is willing to give me advice, that would be the best.After thanking me repeatedly, I left the cave.

After returning to the Taoist temple, I began to silently recall the general outline of the Eight Desolation Sword Jue's heart formula and the direction of the meridians and true energy in the eight pictures.

This Eight Desolation Sword Art is indeed extremely profound. If I comprehend it by myself, I am afraid that I may not be able to learn every move in three to five years.

It's just that I still have a question in my heart, why did the senior casual cultivator let the Quanzhen Taoist guard there? Is it because there is the Eight Desolation Sword Art in the cave?I think it's definitely not the reason.

There is another point that I think is the most suspicious. Those strange characters are my top ten characters, that is, the characters used in Xiaodouzi's so-called clan, which are very different from our language. Why are the sword formulas associated with these characters, and why can't the blood of the unknown old man break the seal, but only my blood can break the seal of the Eight Desolation Sword Jue?
Could it be that all of this was arranged by someone in the dark?Could it be that the cultivation of that senior casual cultivator already knows the past and the future, and he has calculated that I will appear here in 300 years and take away the Eight Desolation Sword Art?
But even that is impossible.Since Sanxiu knows the past and the future, he should know that I am the reincarnation of the Demon Lord. How could he pass the Eight Desolation Sword Art to me, the reincarnated Demon Lord?
There are many doubts in it, I thought about it all night, and my brain hurts, but I didn't come up with a reason.

At noon the next day, according to the agreement, I went to the cave of the unknown old man on time. The wine is really delicious, I can't drink it now, my mouth is so pale."

I rolled my eyes and said, "Senior Unnamed, there are so many jars of fruit wine, it's only been a few days, and you've drank them all?"

The nameless senior smiled awkwardly and said, "It's so delicious, I couldn't hold it back for a while, or else, would you brew some more for the old man?"

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Senior Unnamed, now that the mountain is covered with heavy snow, there are no fruits on the mountain. Where do you want me to make wine? Come on, I still have two jars there. Tomorrow, I will move them here for you."

Hearing this, the unknown old man immediately turned over from the bed and said, "What are you waiting for tomorrow, the old man can't wait, go get it now, the old man will accompany you."

As he said that, he held one of my arms, and I felt that my vision blurred, and my whole body was already outside the cave.

The old man laughed, jumped up with me, and rushed to the top of the cliff. You know, this place is also fifty or sixty feet high from the top of the cliff. This unknown old man jumped up immediately, which is too perverted up.

When we got to the top of the cliff, the nameless old man asked me to hurry to carry the wine. He was waiting for me here, so I had no choice but to speed up and bring the wine. It smells so good."

I said, "Senior Anonymous, shall we do business first?" The senior Anonymous said, "What business is it?"

I rolled my eyes and said, "Of course it's the Eight Desolation Sword Art. I studied it all night last night, but I don't know much about it. You always explain it to me." The unknown senior said, "Okay, meet me first. cave."

He held two jars of wine and jumped straight down. From a height of fifty or sixty feet, I dare not jump directly, so I can only fly down in the form of a real dragon.The unknown senior said: "Nine-character mantra handprint? Who taught you."

I smiled and said, "I can't say that."

The nameless senior curled his lips and said, "Who cares to know that." Holding the wine jar, he went into the cave. After I followed him in, he began to ask what he didn't understand about the Eight Desolation Sword Art. Some questions, he answered without thinking. If he can explain to me, he will frown and think about some problems for a long time.

Time passed quickly, and the unnamed senior drank up all the wine in a short time. When he was about to drink the second jar, I hurriedly reminded: "Senior, this is the last jar, you can always save yourself." Just drink it, it will be gone when you drink it all up."

He raised his dirty sleeve and wiped his mouth and said, "What a pity."

He put the wine jar and said to me: "Come with me, I will teach you and the Bahuang Sword Art."

I smiled and walked out of the cave with him. When I reached the ledge, the unknown senior jumped and went directly to a cliff opposite. I had no choice but to use the real dragon's energy to fly over.

The top of the opposite mountain was bare and completely covered with snow. The unknown senior picked up two branches from the ground, threw one at me and said, "Come on, try using the Bahuang Sword Art and attack me."

I am not very proficient in this Eight Desolation Sword Art, but the nameless senior holds the branch like a weight, and when the branch is lightly touched, I feel a mighty force pressing down on it, making my feet tremble.

The two of us practiced swords on the top of the snow-capped mountain. It was not until night fell that the unknown senior dropped the branch in his hand and said, "Let's go here today. You go back first and come back tomorrow."

Although I still have something to say, I also know that this kind of thing can't be rushed.

(End of this chapter)