Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

Duan Yun redeemed the Murong brothers' knife from the pawnshop.

Even now, he still felt a pang of heartache.

Holding the knife, he found it hard to judge its true value.

The pawnshop was willing to pay so much to acquire it, which meant it was definitely worth at least that much, but unfortunately, he didn't know much about knives. He only felt that the material and craftsmanship were excellent; just the feel of the handle in his hand was far superior to his broken iron sword.

However, the blade of this knife was a bit dull.

He took the knife to the Murong brothers and said, "Getting this knife nearly bankrupted me."

The Murong brothers smiled and said, "Looks like you'll be as poor as me from now on."

Duan Yun, seeing his gloating expression, said, "If I'm poor, you won't have anything to eat either."

The Murong brothers said casually, "I've always eaten very little."

In fact, since Murong Ling'er came to their door, and Duan Yun insisted on staying, the Murong brothers, though still lazy, weren't quite as lazy as before.

He had started scrounging for food.

The last time he was so easily defeated was because he hadn't eaten enough.

"What's so special about this knife?" Duan Yun asked.

Besides the good material and craftsmanship, and the fact that the handle felt as smooth as a girl's hand, he really couldn't see why this knife was worth so much silver.

The Murong brothers shook his head and said, "Fine weapons are rare. It seems you're even less discerning than the pawnshop owner."

With that, he took the knife.

He ran his hand along the blade, and then the blade separated from the handle.

Duan Yun was startled, thinking it was broken, but the next moment, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Wisps of cold air emerged from the handle. Because the environment was dim just now, Duan Yun only now saw that the handle still had a blade.

It was just very thin, so thin that he had overlooked it.

"The outer blade is actually a sheath, the inner blade is the real one. A knife without this secret is worth eight hundred taels, but a knife with this secret, eight thousand taels, people would fight to the death for it." The Murong brothers spoke eloquently.

"Eight thousand taels?"

Duan Yun's eyes widened.

He had never seen so much silver.

"So, you made a profit," the Murong brothers said, throwing the knife back to him.

After hearing that the knife was worth at least eight thousand taels, Duan Yun found the knife more and more pleasing to the eye.

Expensive is good!

Good is expensive!

A knife worth eight thousand taels was pawned for eight hundred taels. If he hadn't come along, the Murong brothers probably wouldn't have redeemed it. After all, they were so poor that they didn't have the money to redeem it. Not everyone could pull out eight hundred taels of silver like him.

It could only be said that the Murong brothers really wanted to die before.

"What's the story behind this knife?" Duan Yun couldn't help but ask.

"This is a demon blade, called 'Gentleness'. If you can't control it, it will devour its master," the Murong brothers said seriously.

A knife named "Gentleness" was actually a demon blade that easily devoured its master, which was quite interesting.

Duan Yun said, "A peerless cultivation genius like me won't have such troubles."

At this moment, the Murong brothers' expression became very complicated.

Giving Gentleness to the other party meant he didn't owe Duan Yun anything, but passing on this 'Twelvefold Spring Rain' might cause terrible disasters.

He lived like neither human nor ghost now, all thanks to this ominous swordsmanship.

Although Duan Yun guaranteed that he had no long-lost younger sister, it was hard to say what other terrible changes might occur.

But he wasn't someone who dwelled on things.

The other party shamelessly insisted on learning it, and he had agreed, so he would give it to him!

Having a fearless 'fellow patient' was pretty good.

Practicing martial arts was either madness or insanity, or being cursed into a state of being neither human nor ghost.

So the Murong brothers pointed to the floor next to where the land deed was buried and said, "It's there."

Duan Yun lifted the wooden board and found a manual.

Twelvefold Spring Rain!

The Murong brothers were about to give a few pointers as a 'teacher,' but Duan Yun happily took the manual and went out to practice his swordsmanship on his own.

Completely ignoring him.

For Duan Yun, he was a peerless cultivation genius, and simple things like mastering swordsmanship didn't need anyone's guidance at all.

The Murong brothers didn't become a teacher and felt depressed.

But his mood soon improved.

"This 'Twelvefold Spring Rain' is the most profound divine swordsmanship. Even he, a peerless genius of swordsmanship, spent a lot of effort to get started. This guy is in for some trouble!"

Yes, thinking about how Duan Yun would scratch his head and ears because he couldn't find the method, the Murong brothers couldn't help but feel happy.

Serves you right for being blindly confident!

Having obtained the swordsmanship he had always wanted, and taken the most crucial step on the path of a young hero with mastery of both swords and blades, it was false to say that Duan Yun wasn't excited.

He quickly came to the backyard, sat cross-legged, and carefully read the manual.

As he read, Duan Yun revealed a slightly pained expression.

The newest novels are first published on 69shu.com!

This swordsmanship was quite difficult, even more difficult than the 'Jade Sword True Explanation'.

Although swordsmanship and bladework had commonalities, bladework also had many professional terms.

This manual, obtained from the twelve divine valleys, was probably handwritten by the Murong family's ancestor in the past, carrying an ancient and mysterious aura.

Obviously, the Murong ancestor didn't consider whether a swordsmanship novice could understand it when he wrote this manual.

He probably didn't expect that someone who had never learned swordsmanship would dare to challenge 'Twelvefold Spring Rain' right away.

But Duan Yun wasn't without a solution. He skipped the terms he didn't understand and looked at the manual from a more macro perspective.

This was a bit like fill-in-the-blank questions in language arts. As long as you connected the context, you could deduce the answer.

As he read, Duan Yun realized that things he didn't quite understand before seemed to make sense.

By this time, it was completely dark.

Duan Yun determined that this 'Twelvefold Spring Rain' was indeed a profound and mysterious divine skill. With his supreme talent and wisdom, it took him almost three hours to barely touch the threshold.

He faced the moonlight, practiced the Jade Sword Stance, and continued to study the manual.

For two consecutive days, Duan Yun was doing fill-in-the-blank questions.

It wasn't until the third day that he began to practice his swordsmanship.

In fact, the external moves of 'Twelvefold Spring Rain' only had three moves: 'Vernal Equinox,' 'Awakening of Insects,' and 'Sorrowful Silk Rain'.

'Vernal Equinox' mainly focused on the word 'split,' with the moves emphasizing sharpness; 'Awakening of Insects' focused on a sudden and violent strike, like 'spring thunder awakening a hundred insects'; 'Sorrowful Silk Rain' emphasized the speed and density of the swordsmanship, like boundless silk rain.

Each of these three moves had several variations.

These variations weren't many in swordsmanship, but Duan Yun enjoyed slashing.

Whether it was the sudden force of 'Awakening of Insects,' with the blade bringing out a sound similar to thunder, or the sharp quick blade of 'Sorrowful Silk Rain,' as if one could see from Penglai West Road to East Road, there was a sense of exhilaration.

The Murong brothers couldn't help but laugh when he saw him practicing his swordsmanship.

These three sword moves were just the appearance of 'Twelvefold Spring Rain,' and anyone could practice them.

But the core key of Twelvefold Spring Rain was that 'twelvefold'.

Rotate, the sword energy rotates onefold after another, until the highest peak of twelvefold, destroying the heavens and extinguishing the earth.

The current Duan Yun hadn't even entered the door, and even practiced some of the simplest appearance moves of Twelvefold Spring Rain incorrectly.

It could be said that if you pulled a third or fourth-rate swordsman over, they would practice this appearance better than Duan Yun.

Duan Yun's swordsmanship talent could be said to be mediocre.

"He boasted so outrageously before, saying he had talent that was one in a million, unparalleled throughout the ages, saying it even better than me, and I actually believed him a little. I'm really an idiot!"

The Murong brothers couldn't help but sigh.

After that, he went to sleep.

On this side, Duan Yun stopped practicing his swordsmanship and said with emotion, "Okay, it's enough to barely master this difficult dog-style. Next is the part that I'm better at."

"Twelvefold Spring Rain, rotate!"

Duan Yun waved his blade, and two folds of sword energy bit together, rotating and flying out. Immediately after, the third fold