Martial Arts: the Text of the Cultivation Method of Immortal Cultivation is Deduced at the Beginning

　　Swordsmanship.

　　It is not so much a spell, but a method of cultivation. In theory, it is the same as this Pure Yang Qi Refining Jue, but one is the realm, and the sword-drawing technique is a perception.

　　It can also be said that the cultivator has a personal understanding of kendo. If you have a strong understanding of kendo, it means that you can quickly improve your swordsmanship.

　　Chen Changsheng let out a sigh of relief, thinking that he would not be relieved anymore.

　　In terms of realm cultivation, he now has the help of medicinal pills, but it is very fast...

　　But there is no shortcut to this new sword-drawing technique. It is necessary to practice sword perception.

　　Therefore, he did not continue to deduce the sword-drawing technique.

　　You can't be too ambitious in your work, you have to take it one step at a time. Chen Changsheng naturally understood this truth after studying for so long.

　　Get someone to bring a long sword.

　　He closed his eyes.

　　The next moment, the surrounding spiritual energy intertwined, and the ripples continued to spread, and the invisible spiritual energy gathered in the long sword in his hand.

　　As if absorbing unbearable energy, the long sword kept humming and trembling.

　　A chilling aura gradually filled the secret room, as if there was a beast rising up!

　　Suddenly, the closed eyes opened.

　　With a bang, Chen Changsheng turned his wrist and drew out the blade.

　　Immediately, a cold light flashed in the void, and this secret room made of diamonds was like a mass of cotton wool, and was instantly torn apart with inch-long cracks!

　　"It seems that I have to think about it and create a spirit sword by deducing the refining method."

　　He spoke softly.

　　As for sword drawing, he is only a beginner, and he cannot control the spiritual power he pours in, so he does not have high requirements for swords.

　　But after training, how can the huge spiritual power be controlled by these ordinary soldiers, I am afraid that after wielding a sword, the sword body will immediately shatter.

　　Shaking the sword in his hand, the sword suddenly snapped in the middle, and the tip of the sword fell to the ground.

　　"You have to practice this sword-drawing technique well in this half month."

　　Chen Changsheng threw the half sword on the ground and made up his mind.

　　……

　　[The main line is still immortal cultivation, and sword cultivation is just a means.Of course, I don't say that I don't use other spells, but I just say that the attack method is a sword to break through all spells, and fire spells are auxiliary]

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Chapter 43

　　half a month later.

　　Chen Changsheng sat upright in the secret room, with a fine iron long sword lying on his knees.

　　It didn't take long for the blade to rise and fall. If you looked closely, you would find that the blade was trembling slightly. It didn't stop for a moment, and every tremor was extremely slight.

　　This movement lasted for a cup of tea before it stopped.

　　Chen Changsheng let out a long breath, looked at the intact long sword, and smiled slightly.

　　After starting the sword-drawing technique, he was able to initially control the strength of the spiritual power condensed on the sword.

　　Scenarios like the scene where it collapsed immediately after throwing a sword can be avoided very well.

　　Of course, if you input too much spiritual power at one time, the long sword will still shatter.

　　However, this is the material of the blade, not uncontrollable.

　　As for his perception of swordsmanship, Chen Changsheng also had a new idea.

　　The improvement of swordsmanship requires insight. According to the current calculation, it takes about half a year to practice swordsmanship to penetrate the Dacheng.

　　He is going to practice a swordsmanship, using countless swordsmanship to greatly shorten this time.

　　Of course, we have to deal with the Mingjiao issue before we can have this time.

　　……

　　Inside the Hall of Light.

　　"Report to Ambassador Yang Zuo!"

　　The disciples of the Ming sect ran over and reported: "Iron Crown Taoist, I can't say master, Mr. Lengmian, Zhou Dian, Peng Yingyu, Bat King, Eagle King and his party have arrived at the Bright Summit, and now they are waiting outside the hall."

　　"Okay, I understand. You ask them to wait for a while, and I'll inform the leader."

　　Yang Xiao was about to give an order when suddenly a loud cry came from outside the hall.

　　"Yang Xiao, if you said that you found Yang Cult Master, it's true or false, please explain it to Lao Tzu, otherwise I don't mind tasting the blood of your Yang Zuo envoy!"

　　I saw a light and shadow coming to the main hall in an instant. The person who came was wearing a green shirt and white robe, and was extremely light. It was the Bat King Wei Yixiao.

　　"Old Bat is right, Yang Xiao, you didn't deliberately find a pretense to trick us into coming here. I tell you that with someone from Zhou, you don't want to be the leader in your life!"

　　The person was still far away, and Zhou Dian's yin and yang strange voice came.

　　He has always dealt with Yang Xiao, and if he didn't come here to see Yang Xiao's face, he wouldn't pay attention to Yang Xiao at all.

　　"Hehe, I haven't seen each other for a few years, Brother Zhou is still like this..."

　　Hearing Zhou Dian's words, Yang Xiao's face darkened slightly, and his anger was suppressed in his heart. He wanted to say that he was still so crazy, and he didn't know what to do, but thinking of Chen Changsheng, the sect leader, he temporarily changed his words and said, "It's still so straightforward."

　　"The nature of Jiangshan is easy to change, and it is difficult to change. I, Zhou Dian, have this virtue. I was like this when the sect leader was still there, and it is still like this now." Zhou Dian sneered.

　　"Say less." Mr. Lengmian said.

　　Mr. Lengmian is usually taciturn. He can say one word, but never two. He cherishes words like gold.

　　"Yang Xiao, you said that Cult Master Yang has been found, is it true or false?" The White-browed Eagle King frowned and said solemnly.

　　Although at this time he had set up a sect of his own, it had to do with being the sect leader, so he naturally came when he got the news.

　　And behind him were two men, one wearing a red cape and steel claws.

　　The other is like a jade, holding a white bone jade fan in his hand, it is the brother and sister Yin Yewang and Yin Susu.

　　"Eagle King, of course it's true,"

　　Yang Xiao had a sad face and sighed: "To tell you the truth, the leader of Yang has been in the bright top, and the bones were found in the secret room."

　　"You entered the secret passage?" King Yin Ye frowned immediately.

　　Wei Yixiao, Zhou Dian, and the others also looked bad, looking at Yang Xiao, looking like a teacher asking for guilt.

　　For them, Yang Dingtian has been dead for so long and has no feelings for them, but the secret way of teaching is forbidden!

　　"I, Yang Xiao, don't dare to go against the canon. I only discovered it when the new sect leader went there in person."

　　Yang Xiao's subsequent secret passages will be explained clearly, without any concealment.

　　After listening.

　　"Sect Master? Good!"

　　Zhou Dian stood up, pointed directly at Yang Xiao and scolded: "Among the masters of the Ming Cult, the right envoy is prudent in virtue, the Eagle King is the oldest, and the Lion King has the highest martial arts... They can't be qualified, but there is an outsider who is my Ming Cult. Sect Master, what is your intention, Yang Xiao?!"

　　"I'm afraid the sect leader is fake, it's true that you Yang Xiao secretly took power!" Wei Yixiao also sneered beside him.

　　The others did not speak, and looked at Yang Xiao with unkind eyes.

　　Obviously they agree with what they both said!

　　"This seat is the new leader."

　　Suddenly, a light and ethereal voice came from outside the hall.

　　Everyone was stunned and looked over.

　　I saw a person in the left aisle wearing a shirt with a sword hanging around his waist. He stood with his hands behind his back and stood out from the crowd.

　　It seems that the momentum is flat, but this person gradually came, and everyone could feel the terrifying atmosphere like the sea.

　　Everyone's expressions were different. When the two people behind the Eagle King saw this person, one couldn't believe it, and the other's beautiful eyes rippled.

　　"Meet the sect master." Yang Xiao hurriedly saluted.

　　Chen Changsheng raised his right hand, nodded lightly, walked up the steps without hesitation, and sat on the seat of the leader.

　　"Who is Your Excellency?" The Eagle King frowned and said solemnly.

　　Just now this person appeared without a sound, hiding from everyone's perception, his heart was ups and downs, as if he was facing a great enemy!

　　"How can the position of the leader of the Ming sect sit around? I want to ask for advice!"

　　As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Yixiao jumped up, like a bat spreading its wings, turning into a cyan streamer and rushing towards Chen Changsheng.

　　The Blue Winged Bat King is extremely light-handed, even a grandmaster should be wary of him!

　　"Is the so-called fearless because of ignorance?"

　　Chen Changsheng said lightly.

　　At the same time, as his eyes fell.

　　The next moment, a majestic and terrifying coercion swept down like a tidal wave.

　　Immediately, the entire hall was like a viscous swamp, and those who were in it only felt like they were caught in a spider web, unable to break free, and unable to move.

　　Wei Yixiao, who was in the air, felt that there was a mountain behind him, and he suddenly pressed down on him, and was immediately imprisoned.

　　Chen Changsheng's eyes were calm, and regardless of everyone's fear, he stood up gently.

　　The slender palm gently grasped the long sword at the waist and pulled it out suddenly!

　　boom--

　　A sword slashed down, and the sword energy was dazzling, like Lie Huanghuang, a blazing edge of energy shot straight to the ceiling of the hall, and slammed into a long crack.

　　hum-