Zhutian Xianwu Editor

"Fusion."

On the interface board, the sacrifice points value jumped for a while, and the 2000 sacrifice points quickly disappeared.

The brand-new Sen Luo sword technique appeared in Ji Wushang's mind.

This set of swordsmanship has become more complicated, and the changes in skills have become more subtle. It can be clearly felt that this set of swordsmanship has become more perfect, as if a certain qualitative change has occurred, and it is a step higher than before.

Ji Wushang didn't end there, and continued to order: "Combine the two swordsmanship of the two instruments, the thirteen swords of the gods, the swordsmanship of Bodhidharma, and the swordsmanship of Matsukaze."

Ji Wushang turned out all the sword books he had collected before. These swords are better than Dugu Nine Swords, and may be inferior to Dugu Nine Swords in technique, but they are far more worthy of comprehension than Dugu Nine Swords in terms of the profound meaning of the realm. .

At this time, he integrated it all into the Senluo sword canon, which is bound to make this sword canon more mysterious and truly changeable.

"Fusion requires 5000 sacrifice points, please make sure."

Ji Wushang did not hesitate: "Start."

The sacrifice point disappeared again, 5000 sacrifice points, Ji Wushang was not distressed at all.

Looking at the countless scriptures and figures in his mind that looked like stars, Ji Wushang only watched for a moment and felt that his mind was exhausted, so he quickly blocked it and stopped watching.

He finally took out the Tai Chi Sword Sutra and flipped through the records.

Finally, he ordered: "Take the Taiji Sword Classic as the core, and re-deduct the Sword Classic."

"The deduction requires 5000 sacrifice points, please make sure."

"Start."

Soon after, Ji Wushang watched the unrecognizable scriptures in his head and sighed. This brand new set of swordsmanship, the original nine-style sword path has disappeared, instead only one sword is left, but this sword can be transformed into Thousands of swords.

The Tai Chi Sword Scripture was created by Zhang Sanfeng, the ancestor of Wudang, in his later years. It contains the true meaning of this great master of martial arts, is unpredictable, and contains great principles.

At this moment, Ji Wushang used it as the core, pushing the Swordsman Classic again, and deliberately turned it into one body.

Based on the structure of non-polarity, biochemical taiji, divided into two rituals, perform all phenomena.

"So, it's called Maha Yijian."

Ji Wushang looked at the martial arts editor interface again, and it displayed: "Maha a sword, master-level martial arts, training conditions, comprehend that ten thousand swords are one."

Ji Wushang's face suddenly stiffened.

You have to know that his swordsmanship at this time is still far from the realm of the pinnacle of good fortune, and whether he can comprehend the union of ten thousand swords can not be understood by just looking at the sword spectrum.

It is impossible for him to fly when he has just learned to walk.

Maha's sword may be extremely powerful, but obviously it is not what he can practice now.

Fan took another bite, and now he can only continue to practice the new Senluo swordsmanship that integrates the Nine Dragon Swords, Liangyi Swordsmanship, Shenmen Thirteen Swords, and Dharma Swordsmanship.

When he learns this all-inclusive swordsmanship, perhaps he will be able to comprehend that ten thousand swords return to one and practice that Maha sword.

From this day on, Ji Wushang has not asked about world affairs, and has been in seclusion.

He put down the fourth level of comprehension of the Sunflower Book of Swords, devoted himself to the practice of Sword Sword Canon, and at the same time tempered his true energy and consolidated his cultivation.

This time, Shaolin Wudang and his entourage, how terrifying the swallowing skills are. If it hadn’t been for the third level of the Sunflower Book, the speed of refining alien qi was horrible, otherwise he would have been backlashed by a thousand or hundreds of qi, and he would have died in an explosion.

Even so, Ji Wushang was not only the dantian, but also stored a lot of true energy in the meridians. If he exploded at this time, it would be enough to flatten the Jade Girl Peak.

Ji Wushang roughly estimated that if all his zhenqi at this moment can be refined into the purest sunflower zhenqi, at least he can increase his skill by five hundred years.

One month later, Ji Wushang who was in retreat was interrupted by Yue Buqun.

Ji Wushang looked at Yue Buqun, who was extremely gloomy, and asked: "The head is in such a hurry, what happened?"

Ji Wushang knew that Yue Buqun was content with the sword spectrum for warding off evil spirits, just like him, completely devoted to the practice of sword spectrum.If it weren't for a life-and-death event, it would be impossible to stop it, or even disturb his cultivation.

At this time, the scorching sun was high, but Yue Buqun's body was cold, and his voice became a bit sharp because of the practice of the evil spirit sword spectrum, and said, "Hengshan faction, was destroyed."

"Ok?"

Ji Wushang was startled.

Chapter 35, The Storm

The night is faint, and the moon is gloomy.

In the dilapidated ancient temple, a string of chord sounds intermittently and the melody is sad.

Under the seat of the stone Buddha, an old man with a long and thin body wearing a shabby blue shirt, with a withered face, half-squinted his eyes, playing the Huqin alone.

The tune was bleak and sad, which made people cry.

Suddenly, the old man moved for a while, and the sound stopped abruptly.

"You guys have been with me all day and are finally willing to show up?"

The old man opened his half-closed eyes and looked outside the temple, his voice was hoarse, but the light in his eyes was flowing, and there was no decay.

The old man's voice fell, and ten black shadows suddenly appeared in the temple. The speed was like a ghost, making the old man startled, his eyes gradually serious.

The ten black shadows are all black and hooded, with long swords and cold eyes.

One person pulled off the face towel and rushed to the old man: "Zuo Ting and fellow juniors have met Master Mo of Hengshan sent."

Hearing this, Mo Da narrowed his eyes, and calmly said: "Tianwai Hansong Zuo Ting? A disciple of the left leader of the Songshan faction?"

"Exactly." Zuo Ting said, "Master wants to invite Uncle Mo to go to Songshan for a comment."

Mo Da's face was dark, and from the moment these Songshan school disciples appeared, he could see that they were all martial arts.I followed him all day, until he showed up in this deserted place, obviously not kind.

This Songshan faction is not good for it.

He suddenly thought: Could it be that the previous killing of Fei Bin, the Songyang hand, was exposed, and the Songshan faction now comes to ask the guilt.

Except for Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang who were already dead, the only people who witnessed this incident were Linghuchong from Huashan School and the little nun from Hengshan School.

Could it be that they leaked the matter?

Mo Da sighed, and said leisurely: "Mo Da is an idler. I'm used to wandering around. If I don't know about the accident, I won't disturb the left leader."

Zuo Ting was not surprised at all, and said with a smile: "In this case, Uncle Master will never show up in the rivers and lakes anymore. Someone from the Hengshan faction will take over for you."

When the words fell, Zuo waved his hand.

The nine other Songshan disciples who were already ready to go drew their swords.