Chapter 56 Thorn

The young patriarch looked strange, Qin Mu's thick arm was also called vitality silk?

Is there such a thick vitality thread?

Is there such a powerful vitality thread?

Moreover, what do you mean your vitality is not strong enough? He has never seen such a powerful vitality in the Spirit Embryo Realm!

This young man from the old village pierced the thick wooden pillar of the bucket with one sword, and pierced the rock two feet thick with another sword.

The village chief smiled and called Qin Mu: "That's right, you haven't mastered the most basic action of swordsmanship, stabbing. What if all your strength could be concentrated in the action of stabbing? What if you could put all your Are all the strengths exerted?"

Qin Mu couldn't believe it. He shook his head and said, "Using Qi to control the sword is just using the vitality silk to control the sword. The vitality silk is too soft, how can it be possible to exert all the power?"

"can do."

The village chief said leisurely: "You should treat the sword as a part of you, just like your own hand. Now, you raise your hand and imagine that you are holding a sword in your hand, and the index and middle fingers of your hand are attached to the sword. , when your hand stabs out, the sword also stabs out!"

"As part of your body?"

Qin Mu was puzzled, the thick strands of vitality in his arms rolled up the sword again, his right hand held it empty, his thumb pressed on his ring finger and little finger, and his index finger and middle finger stretched out, as if they were attached to the sword.

Qin Mu stabbed forward, only to hear a snort, his vitality thread also stabbed forward with the sword, the sword cut through the air, and let out a sharp whistling!

He couldn't help but be surprised and happy. Previously, he used qi to control the sword, and the power contained in the sword was only 10% of his own power at most, but now he feels that the power in the sword has doubled!

The young patriarch smiled and said, "This is called the sword choreography, which is the starting form of practicing swordsmanship. You can pierce through the rocks without using the sword jue just now. It seems that your vitality is still stronger than mine! "

The village chief shook his head and said, "But what he has done is not enough. He can't beat a master who has been immersed in kendo for decades. Mu'er, let your vitality burst from your palm and try again. ."

Qin Mu obeyed the words, the vitality thread in his palm wrapped around the sword, pulsing his vitality, and pointed forward again.

call--

His sword pierced, and a whirlwind was actually set off, and the sharp sword whistled in the whirlwind, which was very harsh!

The corner of the young patriarch's eyes jumped, and he immediately noticed that the power of Qin Mu's sword was increased by about 10% compared to the previous sword. The old cripple in front of him only pointed out a few words, and Qin Mu had such a huge improvement. Awesome and awesome!

The village chief shouted: "The silk of vitality is not wrapped around the sword, but rooted in the sword. The sword is a part of your body, and vitality is also a part of your body. It is your body! Try again!"

Qin Mu's vitality merged with the sharp sword, immersed in the sharp sword, and he suddenly felt that he had an extra hand.

This sword pierced, and he suddenly felt that his power was as if the flood had found a vent, and 70 to 80% of his own power was gathered in the sword and stabbed in the direction of the village!

There was a roar of wind in the village, and suddenly the wooden stake on which the butcher often stood in front of the sword snapped in half!

Qin Mu was stunned, his sword never touched the stake, but Jian Feng stabbed the stake in half!

The young patriarch praised that with just a few words from the old cripple in front of him, Qin Mu had unleashed his astonishing potential, and his skills in swordsmanship were indeed extremely high.

"not enough."

The village chief said: "Your strength has not been fully exerted. Although your own strength is used on the sword, what about your spiritual embryo? Where is your spiritual embryo's power? The spiritual embryo also needs to hold the sword and stab it again!"

Qin Mu calmed down. In his spiritual embryo, the spiritual embryo moved with himself and pointed forward!

"It's not good enough! Where is the danxin formula? The danxin formula not only requires you to refine the danxin, but also wants your danxin to be planted in the sword! Plant me a sword!"

"It's not enough, come again! Dan Xin planting a sword, this is the most crucial point of Dan Xin Art!"

"The legs are connected to the earth, which is the source of strength. Use the lame to teach your legs to use the power of the earth!"

"What about the eyes? Where is the eye that the blind taught you? Let your sword have eyes too!"

"You learned boxing from Ma Ye, your muscles are like dragons, and you have seen a real dragon. Why don't you have the majestic atmosphere of a dragon in your sword, and the destruction of Ma Ye's boxing?"

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Qin Mu stabbed his sword over and over again, and the village chief's requirements for him were getting higher and higher. First, he only mobilized his own strength, then he asked him to mobilize the strength of his vitality, the strength of his spiritual fetus, and then he asked him to use Ma Ye's fist to lame. It is getting harder and harder to integrate his legs into the swordsmanship.

In just a short while, he had stabbed an unknown number of swords, but the village chief was still not satisfied and let him continue to practice.

Granny Si, Cripple, and the others looked at Qin Mu who was practicing swordsmanship, each with a startled look, only to see Qin Mu deflecting the sword with anger, and stabbed it out with a short and urgent whistle. Blowing away, even the flags of the blacksmith shop, medicine garden and butcher shop were blown wildly and fluttered backwards!

And every time he stabbed out, a sword mark appeared on the ground, which was the consequence of the sword wind brushing the ground!

Granny Si only felt a little incredible and murmured, "In such a short period of time, the village chief has trained Mu'er to become a master swordsman, which is too..."

The village chief shook his head and said: "I didn't teach him any swordsmanship, I just helped him integrate his strength and integrate what you taught him. Now he only understands the action of stabbing at the beginning, and he is far from mastering it. There is still a long distance to stab. And the most basic movements of swordsmanship are split, smash, hang, cloud, point, collapse, cut, cut, etc. It is only when he has practiced these most basic movements well. You can learn swordsmanship before you get started. Mu'er, stab the pig-killing knife again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Mu threw up the pig-killing knife, and stabbed the sword like lightning with his anger!

when--

The sharp sword met the pig-killing knife, pierced through the sword made of cold iron and gold crystal, and the tip of the sword was exposed from the back of the knife.

The pig-killing knife and the sharp sword both fell to the ground. Qin Mu was stunned and stepped forward to look at it. He didn't expect that he had made such a big improvement in just a short period of time.

The most basic action of swordsmanship, stab, can have such a powerful power!

The village chief's heart trembled slightly. Qin Mu mastered the stabbing technique so quickly, which was beyond his expectations, and said, "Mu'er, you can go to see the Sword Hall Hall Master now."

"Wait a minute!"

The young patriarch on the opposite side hurriedly raised his hand, and a wooden stick floated over from the woods. The young patriarch stretched out a finger and slashed it on the stick. In the blink of an eye, it became a three-foot-long wooden sword and handed it to Qin Mu. , said: "You use this sword to see him, don't use a real sword."

Qin Mu took the wooden sword and looked at Granny Si. Granny Si said, "The Hall Master of the Sword Hall has sealed his other divine treasures, and only keeps the spiritual treasures. Now he is in the spiritual embryo realm. If you use a real sword, you will stab him to death. Go ahead."

Qin Mu thought for a while, then took off his sword bag and Shaobao sword, put them at the entrance of the village, and walked into the wooden building of the next village with the wooden sword on his back, to see the hall master of Jianmen.

Jianmen Hall Master was still half-kneeling and half-sitting, holding the sword box in his hand, his eyes sharp like a sword: "You have come back from the world's best swordsmanship? Use the world's best swordsmanship you learned to attack me! I want Look, who dares to be so outspoken and consider himself number one!"

Qin Mu shook his head and said, "I didn't learn swordsmanship, the village chief only taught me one move."

Hall Master Jianmen frowned and said coldly: "I'll give you time, you can go to learn. Come to me after you learn a sword move!"

Qin Muwei asked: "Your ancestor of the Demon Sect said, let me use a wooden sword to see you, not a real sword, for fear of killing you..."

"absurd!"

The aura of Hall Master Jianmen erupted, and the air seemed to be filled with a tragic aura, which was also mixed with the symphony of gold and iron colliding, as if countless sharp swords collided and collided.

That is the smell of iron and blood mixed together, the smell of rust and blood is mixed, only by killing countless people and creatures can you have such a tragic aura!

The buckle of his sword case automatically opened, the long box opened, the sword rang, and a mouthful of swords flew out of the sword case happily!

He shares with Baojian, he is happy, the sword is happy, he is angry, the sword is also angry, if he wants to fly, the sword will carry him to fly, if he wants to kill, the sword will kill.

He is the head of the Sword Hall, a sword idiot.

Now, he wants to kill, the sword in the sword box leaps out, and the sword light spurts out in the room in an instant!

Without hesitation, Qin Mu used his anger to steer the sword, pinch the sword, and stab forward!

The sword light in the sword box erupted, and then there was a ding sound, and the sword light was torn apart!

bang——

Sword Hall Hall Master's tall body smashed through the wall behind him, flew backwards like lightning, and then slammed into the wooden building opposite, with a wooden sword stuck in his chest.

Qin Mu was taken aback, he quickly retracted the wooden sword, and hurriedly looked at it, only the tip of the sword had some blood, and he was relieved that the Hall Master of the Sword Hall was not pierced.

On the opposite side of the wooden building, the Sword Hall Hall Master slowly slid down, falling faster and faster, and then sat on the ground with his buttocks on the ground, his eyes were blank, as if he had not recovered.

"Are you okay?" Qin Mu waved to him.

The Hall Master of the Sword Hall shook his head numbly. His body was not seriously injured, but his mind was severely injured.