Swordsman's Way of Thunderbolt

Get rid of distracting thoughts, calm your mind.

Soon, Mo Lisao entered the state of tranquility with ease. Between breathing, breathing in the vitality of the heavens and the earth, and condensing the true art, the internal force followed the meridians of the whole body, reaching the limbs and bones, and every time he carried a large Zhoutian, his The inner strength is increased by one point, and it is not too easy to improve the cultivation base.

However, just as it was on the verge of midnight, he was cultivating, and was suddenly forced out of the state by an inexplicable force. Immediately, a broken altar appeared in front of his eyes. Before he could react, the altar suddenly appeared. A mysterious force emerged, shrouding his entire being.

"Fuck!"

Don't blame me for not being literate, I'll go all over the world in one sentence!

Before Mo Lisao had time to say the words in his heart, the mysterious power shrouded him, and his internal energy, which he had been working hard for for several months, suddenly burst like a flood, pouring out incessantly, and all of them were absorbed by the broken altar in front of him. At the same time, A message feeds back to the mind:

"Sacrificing the inner strength of the elementary Daomen for ten years, and obtaining a wisp of the sword and soul of the legendary Dao of Heaven in the Nine Realms of Jinguang...".

Episode 3: The Way of the Soul-melting Heaven

Altar, altar!

The mysterious broken altar, but the size of a palm, looks like a broken mountain. Although it is only a phantom, it still exudes a heavy breath that ordinary people can't imagine, which shocked Mo Lisao.

Don't ask him why he knew this was an altar, Mo Lisao didn't understand either, anyway, when he first saw this half of the mountain peak, he knew:

This.... is an altar!

The mysterious existence seems to be the reason why he came to this world, but it has also become his golden finger, a gluttonous golden finger that swallowed the results of his hard work for half a year in one bite!

"Sacrificing the inner strength of the elementary Daomen for ten years, and obtaining a wisp of the sword soul of the legendary Dao of Heaven in the Nine Realms of the Golden Light!"

"The first sacrifice, an increase of a hundred times, to obtain the complete sword soul of the legendary Dao of Heaven in the Nine Realms of the Golden Light!"

Inexplicable information emerged in his mind, and at the moment when Mo Lisao hadn't reacted, a bright sword light that he had never seen before appeared in front of his eyes.

The dazzling brilliance, like flowing water, turned into a handsome young man with a tall and straight body. Although he looked very lazy, he couldn't hide the sword intent and rose to the sky.

The way of heaven!

The way of heaven!

The legend of Taoism, the reappearance of the sword soul!

The way of heaven leisurely stepped into the air and came to Mo Lisao's body. The faintly flowing sword intent seemed to be looking at Mo Lisao, and Mo Lisao also looked at the sword soul in front of him with curiosity.

As a passer who is barely qualified, Mo Lisao still has some understanding of the way of heaven.

The Tao of Heaven was born in one of the nine realms of the Golden Light. The Taoist realm is divided into four sects. The Dao Lineage is a young man under the age of eighteen who is the most talented in the contemporary age. People participate in the Tianyuan Squadron, which is held once every [-] years, to seize the throne of the gods.

That is to say, in this battle, Tian Zhidao, at the age of eight, swept the entire Dao domain with a sword, shocked the four sects, and won the throne for Jianzong.

Afterwards, because of the infighting of the Sword Sect, under the arrangement of the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, he took one of the three swords of the Sword Sect, undefeated, and left the Dao Domain and entered the Central Plains.

After arriving in the Central Plains, due to fate, the way of heaven led the art to apprentice, and entered the famous Tianjian Murong Mansion in the Central Plains to learn swordsmanship, and became the second master of the Tianjian Murong Mansion.

Until later, when the Murong Mansion was in danger, the undercurrent of the Dao Domain broke out. He was born with one sword and one sword. He overturned countless opponents, guarded the Tianjian Murong Mansion, and calmed the war in the Dao Domain.

Although he is a lazy person, he rarely exerts his full strength against the enemy. He uses a sword, smoke and willow to draw a bridge, occasionally mixed with a few tricks of Jianzong's unique skills. Show, but even so, the strength he showed is still shocking enough, worthy of the name of the legend of the Dao domain.

"The Way of Heaven: Genius growth-type sword soul, after complete integration, can fully inherit its swordsmanship cultivation, but it will also be affected by its character, please be careful..."

Please be careful?Be careful!

Without any hesitation, Mo Lisao immediately opened his arms, ready to accept the Sword Soul of the Way of Heaven into his body. As his mind moved, suddenly, he saw a dazzling light blooming on the Sword Soul of the Way of Heaven.

"The jade pen is difficult to draw, and there are thousands of articles."

"When you join the WTO, you don't step on the vicissitudes of life, and you don't fall out of the dust."

"Leave the scrolls, and the sea of ​​people crosses."

"Dancing the sword and flying frost in the spare time, who is mad?"

"Be at ease as I am, one poem and one sword will settle the storm!"

With the sound of Lang Ran's poem, the sword soul disintegrated and turned into sword intents, like a flying rainbow breaking through the sky and hundreds of rivers gathering in the sea, all poured into Mo Lisao's body.

"Om..."

The soul of the sword entered the body and merged with Mo Lisao's divine soul. One was a traveler from outside the sky, and the other was the legendary Tao of the Tao. The fusion of the two is naturally extraordinary.

The extremely strong soul seems to have a real touch, which is a sign of the innate and the primordial spirit. At the same time, there are countless information that come to mind:

Fairy Dance Sword Art!

Proud Swordsmanship!

Order Sword Surround!

Heavenly Sword Twelve Techniques!

Xiaoxiang Thirteen Swords!

Yajian Sanjue ......

Good guy, all of them are swordsmanship, or sword formations, all of them flooded into Mo Lisao's mind in an instant, causing him to be stunned.

This feeling... It was like being hit with a sap in the head, Mo Lisao only felt the constant buzzing in his head, chest tightness, shortness of breath, and nausea.

Good luck!

After the complete fusion, Mo Lisao's divine soul grew stronger. Although he did not really break through the innate realm and condensed his primordial spirit, his soul power was no longer below that of ordinary innate people. Therefore, although the pain was difficult to bear, he still forcibly endured it. Down, until after a while, the memory merged, and the pain gradually disappeared.

But this is not the end, everything has just begun.

The entry of the sword soul into the body brought not only the growth of the soul, but also the root bones of his body began to transform. Of course, this process was not comfortable. At this moment, he only felt that there were thousands of them all over his body. Ants are biting.

Crunchy, numb, sore and itchy......

This feeling can't be described in words. Mo Lisao can hardly bear it. Fortunately, his willpower is not bad, and the process is not long, so he can endure it.

After the severe pain, it brought an unimaginable transformation. Mo Lisao was completely reborn, and the whole person's breath changed, and faintly, there seemed to be a sharp sword intent.

Almost subconsciously, he had already stretched out his hand and held the standard long sword that had been distributed to the outer disciples. When the time came, the human-sword synaesthesia actually made the mortal iron long sword feel as if it was spiritual, and sent out A violent tremor.

"This feeling..."

Unprecedentedly good, although there was no action, Mo Lisao had a hunch in his heart that if he wanted to, he would be able to cultivate the three-talented swordsmanship to the pinnacle in less than a moment.

Even, give him a little time, it doesn't take too long, at most ten days and a half months, he will be able to master the swordsmanship learned by the way of heaven. After coming up.

It's just that internal strength training relies on water grinding and kung fu, and it cannot be accomplished overnight.

Thinking of this, Mo Lisao suddenly felt a little sleepy, and the sleepiness came so quickly, he only felt that his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them.

That's all, let's talk about swordsmanship, internal skills, etc. tomorrow!

The difficulty was too difficult, and he couldn't even study the golden finger. Mo Lisao put down the sword in his hand and went straight back to the bedroom, laying down on the bed, and soon fell asleep......

Episode 4: The Underworld Returns to Yuan Jin

This night, Mo Lisao had a dream. In the dream, he incarnated into the Tao of Heaven, from birth, to worshipping the Sword Sect, to winning the title of Tian Yuan, to entering the Murong Mansion in the Central Plains, and then returning to the Tao domain to fight the Blood God. ........

The next morning.

Mo Lisao woke up early in the morning. He looked at the rising sun in the eastern sky, reflecting the two memories in his mind, and suddenly a kind of enlightenment was born in his heart.

Perhaps, this is the result of complete integration.

From this moment on, he is not just Mo Lisao, but the way of heaven, Mo Lisao!

Combining the souls of two people, the talent improvement is far more than one plus one equals two, but one plus one equals three, or even equals four, equals five. All in all, he is now completely reborn.

"Ok?"

"Is this what genius feels like?"

After stretching his muscles and bones a little, Mo Lisao tried to practice the True Condensation Art. Who would have thought that if he didn't practice, he would be startled, his body was like a bottomless black hole, and he absorbed a lot of energy in the blink of an eye. The vitality of heaven and earth entered the body, and the ten years of internal energy that was sacrificed last night was restored in a moment.

Not only that, but he even broke down and stood up, and in one fell swoop he cultivated the Ningzhen Jue to the perfect state, and his internal strength greatly increased. According to the standard of that mysterious altar, he now has the internal strength of ordinary people who have been practicing hard for [-] years.

"what!"

"If I can make such great progress in my practice every day, it won't be long before I can reproduce the style of the Taoist legend of the Tao of Heaven in a miserable situation."

Mo Lisao thought of where he was, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, drawing a smile, but after thinking about it, he thought of the source of all this... The mysterious broken altar.

"Om..."

As Mo Lisao's thoughts moved, a broken mountain peak the size of a palm appeared in front of him. It was nothing but the broken altar. At the same time, a large amount of information emerged in his mind:

"The Temple of Heaven!"

"A long time ago, there was chaos between heaven and earth, and there were gods born in it, holding an axe to open the heaven and earth, refining the turbidity, creating the heavens and the world, and all spirits being respected as... Pangu!"

"In the prehistoric world, the descendants of Pangu, Gonggong, Zhu Rong, the two gods of water and fire fighting for heaven and earth, Gonggong defeated in battle, angered by Zhoushan, until Tianzhu is broken, it is not Zhou."

"The god of fire, Zhu Rong, felt the lack of heaven and earth, so he invited the Great Emperor Houtu to make a move. He could not refine the true spirit for the Temple of Heaven, call all spirits to sacrifice to Pangu, and compete with the heavens and humans. It is determined by the eternal unknown..."

"Wow!"

After reading the information in his mind, Mo Lisao couldn't help but exclaimed: "It seems that this little altar that looks dilapidated is much bigger than I thought!"

After concentrating and prying again, unfortunately, the Temple of Heaven was seriously damaged. He could no longer learn more secrets, but only knew a little about how to use it.

The altar, of course, is for sacrifice!

The Temple of Heaven can accept sacrifices of various energies or items containing energy, and the object of sacrifice is Pangu.

It can be a practice, it can be a cultivation base, it can be a magic weapon, it can be a medicinal pill... As long as you can think of it, as long as it is what you want, as long as you have enough sacrifices, All are available.

However, due to the serious damage to the Temple of Heaven, sacrifices can only be made every [-] days now!

Eh, since Mo Lisao had sacrificed once last night, he doesn't have to think about it this month, at least [-] days later, he will have a second chance to sacrifice.

Before this, the good times, it was a pity not to take a good night's sleep.

As a result, Mo Lisao, who had just woken up not long ago, turned around and lay back on the bed again. After a while, he fell asleep.

sleep!

For others, it might just be sleeping, but for Mo Lisao, the way of the heavens, sleeping is actually a form of cultivation.

Abandoning distractions, breathing steadily, wandering between half-dreams and half-awakes, unknowingly affecting the operation of internal strength, although Mo Lisao is only practicing the most basic foundation-building exercises of Nanxiuzhen, the way of heaven is very extensive. Among them, there is no lack of excellent internal power and heart methods, especially the internal power and heart methods of Jianzong belong to Taoism.