The Global Human Body: Starting with Tom the Swordsman

This is a symbol of small success in sword practice!

Among their senior brothers, the one with the fastest small success is the senior brother Zhao Ji.

A small success in three months is extremely fast.

Now the little junior brother is full of money, it's only a month, right?

"Draw--"

The last sword light fell, leaving a shallow trace on the hard rocky ground.

"Master, I'm done practicing, what do you think?"

Lian Shan stroked his beard, remained silent, and thought to himself:

'Is it true that the so-called congenital inadequacy and weak soul are false?This is an established fact, but why? '

He looked at Bai Wu with confusion in his eyes:

'Is he really a genius? '

After thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and said:

"That's right, the sword art is Xiaocheng, the speed of cultivation is not slow, but it is still a little slower than your senior brothers, and you need to practice harder."

He knew that Bai Wu only practiced for half an hour a day. If he practiced for a day like other senior brothers, how far would he reach today?

dare not think, dare not think.

Listening to Lian Shan's words, the other disciples opened their mouths but did not speak.

If they had the speed of Bai Wu, they would have gone down the mountain to practice a long time ago.

Bai Wu nodded, it seemed that her innate inadequacy was still a little dragging her down.

"The foundation of your sword art has been firmly established. From today onwards, you don't have to go with your brothers to practice swords at Qingshi Mountain next door."

Lian Shan spoke and added in his heart:

'So as not to break the Dao heart of your brothers. '

According to Bai Wu's words, he climbed up to the top of the Qingshi Mountain next door to practice sword every day, and was accompanied by a big bluestone as tall as a person.

Spring went to autumn, cold came to summer, and after a long time, this big bluestone was covered with his sword marks.

From time to time, the brothers who have experienced under the mountain have news:

Big brother Zhao Ji swung his sword across the river in Jujiang City, beheading with one sword the Broken Golden Crab, the big demon of the Three Realms who broke into the inland river and made trouble.

The sword came out of Fenglei and accompanied him, and was called Fenglei Sword Lord.

Ranked third on the Human Race elite hunting list listed by the Yaozu, also known as the human list.

The human races on the list are all the targets of the monster race.

Over the years, many geniuses have been hunted down.

Brother Wu Liu fled in the land of flowers and willows, he was invincible with his sword, and killed more than ten monsters and succubi, he was called the young man picking flowers.

Brother Huan Yuanjing had a conflict with a Taoist disciple, but the other party hit the young one and came to the old one, just happened to be spotted by the senior brother who was passing by.

The senior brother chose the method of slashing with a single sword, and the opponent, young and old, fled away in despair...

Three years passed in a flash....

Chapter 175 Sacrifice the first embryo of Jianwan, the uniqueness of Jianshan Peak!

On the Qingshi Mountain, next to a large bluestone full of scars, eight-year-old Bai Wu started a new day of sword practice.

At the age of eight, due to his overwhelming vitality, he has grown to the appearance of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.

When ordinary people see it, they will open their mouths and say: "...?!!"

Three years of uninterrupted daily tasks made his vitality reach a terrifying 1825 points.

In terms of the algorithm of the system, the physical body has already entered the third-order state, and it is still much higher.

Master Lian Shan's swordsmanship had been recognized as a master of swordsmanship two and a half years ago, and he didn't know how far the magic power in his body had reached due to the characteristics of practicing swordsmanship.

Just a little thought, the mana is like a river rushing, many times stronger than his original 50 years of mana.

He still remembers Lian Shan's suspicious life appearance.

That night, in the ancestral hall of the Zongmen, he saw Lian Shan kneeling there and chanting.

It's just that although the way of the sword is getting better and better, and the power of the sword is becoming more and more terrifying, he still hasn't realized the sword intent that the master said.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

Swinging the sword casually, there is no mana fluctuation.

"Crack."

With a crisp sound, the big bluestone that had accompanied him for three years shattered.

Bai Wu was taken aback for a moment, as if he heard a sigh of relief.

Looking at the broken stones on the ground, each one has traces of sword energy, one can imagine how much the big bluestone has suffered in the past three years.

This can be regarded as an excellent sword refining material, especially it is engraved with his own breath, which is especially suitable for him.

Picking up the two stones with the most sword energy in the center of the big blue stone, the white mist urges the heart to refine them.

Hey, do you think you can get away with being broken?

The bluestone turned into spiritual liquid, and the impurities turned into dust and kept falling down.

In the end, there was only a thumb-sized flow of sapphire-colored spiritual liquid left.

Bai Wu opened his mouth and inhaled, the entrance of the spiritual liquid fell into the atrium, and the fire in his heart continued to burn.

This is the first embryo of Jianwan.

In the future, it is still necessary to continuously add materials and sacrifice day and night to refine the sword pill.

Big brother Zhao Ji spent a full ten years collecting materials for the sword pill. The day the sword pill was made, the wind gathered from the thunder.

Returning to his room, he took out the ingredients that his brothers had given him over the past three years, sacrificed them one by one, and melted them into the spirit liquid.

In a short period of time, the volume of the spiritual liquid increased and then decreased, becoming more pure and faintly vigorous.

Just as he was using his heart fire to sacrifice slowly and was about to practice the sword control technique, a rainbow light flew rapidly from outside the sky.

Bai Wu looked around with a flick of his mind.

It was a flying sword, the flying sword of brother Huan Yuanjing!

Why did Feijian come alone, brother?

As soon as the doubt arose, Lian Shan flew up and caught the flying sword. A voice came from the flying sword:

"Master, Junior Brother Wenbo was besieged to death by demons in the Qianren Mountains. Senior Brother and Senior Brother Wuliu have already gone, and I am going to go too. This trip is dangerous, so I would like to inform Master, if I can't come back, please return." Master sent my belongings to my parents."

The voice contained anger and determination, one can imagine Huan Yuan Jing's anger at that time.

Brother Wenbo sacrificed?

The disciple and Bai Wu who came out after listening to the movement were stunned.

He couldn't help but think of a young man with a big head as if he had turned on special effects. He usually likes to take him to eat in a big human city with a flying sword, or take out novelty gadgets from his arms to him when he returns from training. He is also one of the senior brothers who interacts with him the most.

After coming to this world for so long, it was the first time he experienced the feeling of the death of relatives and friends around him.

It seems to be a little painful...

Bai Wu took a deep breath.

He knew that the Qianren Mountains belonged to the mountains at the border of the human race, and they had always been the territory of demons.

It's just that there are many rare treasures in it, and many human monks often go there, and the traces of monsters are gradually decreasing.

Why was senior brother Wenbo besieged by demons there?

While his thoughts were fluttering, the bamboo sword that had been used for three years flew into his hands automatically, and he groaned slightly.

Lian Shan, who was standing in the air, had lost all color on his face, gloomy like water.

"Master, disciple please go!"

"Master, I'm going to bring Brother Wenbo back."

"I'm going to kill the demon!"

The disciples below were breathing heavily, and some couldn't accept the news, and were furious.

Although he knew that he would die sooner or later when he slashed demons and demons, but it came too soon.

"It's useless for you to go if you haven't cultivated yet. You should practice at home."

Lian Shan let go of Huan Yuan Jing's flying sword, and the flying sword flew back automatically.

It can be seen that the Huanyuan Jing is profound in the art of fencing.

Immediately, he turned into a rainbow light and followed the flying sword.

Just as Bai Wu was about to use his swordsmanship to follow, a word came, it was Master Lian Shan's voice:

"You sit at home, beware of demons and demons, and protect your mistress and senior brothers."

He froze for a moment, and put down the bamboo sword.

In the evening of the next day, the figures of Lian Shan, Zhao Ji and others appeared in the sky, their bodies were stained with blood, and the breathing of several senior brothers was fluctuating, obviously they had suffered severe injuries.

"Here, junior brother, this is the Lightning Crystal that your senior brother Wen Bo found for you."

Zhao Ji took out a spar the size of a fist from his arms.

Bai Wu looked at the spar, this spar was added to the sword embryo, it can greatly increase the speed of the flying sword, and it looks like a flash, which is also the origin of its name.

He suddenly saw a large young man taking out another novelty from his arms and sharing it with him.

Pursing his lips, he took the light crystal.

From that day on, there was a small mound of earth on the mountainside behind Jianshan Peak.

In the narration of Lian Shan who was found that night, he also understood the cause of brother Wen Bo's death:

The peculiarity of Jianshan Peak.

500 years ago, the name of Jianshan Peak was not called Jianshan Peak, it was called Jianshou Peak!

As the name suggests, Jianshou Peak was the leader of swordsmanship in the world.

To slay demons and eliminate demons, the swords of Jianshou Peak's disciples are the sharpest.

At the peak of its prosperity, a peak of people can protect half of the territory of the human race.

Under the sword of every disciple, they all drank the blood of the demon's heart.

It is also because of Jianshou Peak that other sects and great religions of the human race have room to develop and grow gradually.

Such Jianshou Peak naturally became a thorn in the flesh of the monster, and it was not enough to relieve the hatred.

In one day, thousands of monsters gathered at Jianshou Peak. Under the leadership of the Great Demon King Chi Jiao, they paid nearly [-]% of the price of death regardless of casualties, and moved Jianshou Peak to the level.

The world is shocked!

Since then, the inheritance of Jianshou Peak has been cut off, and it has been devastated.

Even so, the monster still hates it to death.

It's just that the subsequent human monks have developed, and they dare not attack like this again.

But as soon as the disciples of Jianshou Peak leave the mountain, they will be hunted by monsters.

Therefore, 300 years ago, Jianshou Peak gave up the name of Jianshou Peak and became Jianshan Peak.

After the head of that generation changed his name, he raised his sword and rushed to the demon territory...

.....

"In the future, when you go down the mountain to practice, remember not to reveal your identity, just say that you are an ordinary sword cultivator."

Lian Shan said earnestly and earnestly, with a somewhat disappointed expression on his face.

The name Jianshan Peak is no longer a cover-up.