Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 38: Immortal Sword of Immortality (Part )
He Guo will probably never forget those three days for the rest of his life.

After becoming the Taoist priest’s disciple, he entered a world of swordsmanship. No, to be more precise, a “hell” of swordsmanship!
"The way of heaven is to reduce the excess and supplement the deficiency. Therefore, the void overcomes the full, and the deficiency overcomes the excess. Its meaning is broad, its principle is profound, its interest is deep, the images of heaven and earth are divided, and the signs of yin and yang are arranged..."

Lu Cheng chanted the sword formula, and a faint golden sword energy spread out from his index and middle fingers, attacking He Guo who was frantically using sword light to defend himself.

After strengthening his meridians through the Great Art of Stealing the Sky and Transforming the Soul, the power of Lu Cheng's self-created Sword Yuan Lu Meridian-breaking Sword Qi increased dramatically.

If he wanted to, Lu Cheng could use this sword condensed from Qi to break the dark and complex sword light controlled by He Guo in a head-on collision.

But of course he couldn't do that at this moment. He also had to control the Meridian-Breaking Sword Qi from sharp to blunt so as not to destroy the inferior first-grade flying sword. He could completely defeat He Guo just by relying on the subtle changes in the sword moves themselves.

It was too easy for Lu Cheng to do this. He even controlled the magic power in his body to be the same as He Guo's, and then defeated He Guo's sword light with just three or five sword moves, or kicked or slapped He Guo hard in the face.

Pain and humiliation can make people more energetic and remember more deeply, but the process of enduring it will not be so comfortable.

boom.

He defeated the sword light and kicked He Guo sideways on the waist, causing the young man to fly backwards and fall heavily to the ground, unable to catch his breath for a long time.

"Get up, is that all you can do? Your father died in vain, and your mother also sacrificed her life to buy you a broken sword. Your father and mother are both incompetent, and so are you. You are a useless person."

"……what!"

He Guo climbed up with a flushed face, and once again controlled the sword to slash down diagonally.

"Yes, this sword is a little interesting. If you can't control the sword with a peaceful and upright heart, then controlling the sword with hatred and pain is also good. It won't be as bland and boring as plain water."

Lu Cheng's body movements changed, and he flashed like a phantom. Although his speed was not very fast, he could strangely cut into the sword light in an instant and strike the sword at the most incredible place.

He Guo's army was always routed in the fight, but he gradually realized that his sword skills could make up for the gaps in his defense, and he could strike his sword at the angle that his opponent would least expect.

Ten years of practicing Taoism is not as good as becoming a demon overnight.

Lu Cheng was leading He Guo's authentic Xuanmen sword-wielding skills towards the evil path.

However, the prerequisite for becoming possessed this night was that one had devoted ten years of concentration in practicing Taoism. Without this latter foundation, there was no potential to be stimulated.

What the hell is this place called the City That Never Sleeps?

Under the rule of the founder of the Southern Demon Cult, many children from wealthy mortal families in the City That Never Sleeps made a magical contract with the poisonous insects at an early age, using their own spirituality as an offering to obtain the magic power of the poisonous insects. Then, after possessing two or three levels of magic power from practicing Qi, they no longer practiced magic power and practiced swordsmanship from an early age in order to stand out in the sword-fighting competition held every ten years.

Many children from wealthy mortal families have had their genitals pierced since childhood to attract ghosts to possess them, thus gaining extraordinary magical powers and strange spells. They also practice swordsmanship since childhood and want to participate in sword-fighting competitions.

Practicing the Taoist sword art of gradual and gradual progress in a place like this? He was stabbed to death before he could even take the two steps of gradual and gradual progress.

If Lu Cheng, his predecessor, had not been possessed by Lu Cheng, he would have studied under a Jindan Zhenren for twenty years. However, he might not have dared to claim victory in the sword-fighting competition in the City That Never Sleeps based on his swordsmanship alone.

"Gui Mei Wuwang, let's change this move to Meteor from the Sky. I will use this sword as the ultimate move in your sword skills. When you make this move, you must put aside all distractions and forget everything. This sword move should be like a meteor flying from the sky, unpredictable and irresistible. Breaking the sword is as easy as breaking bamboo!"

Guimei Wuwang was originally the most powerful counterattack sword move among the sword techniques inherited by He Guo, and it was also the one he was most familiar with.

But Lu Cheng wants to use the whole set of sword tactics as a layout, and use this sword move as a killing move. Once it is used, it will be either you or me who will die!

"Don't forget how your father died. Don't forget that your parents sacrificed their lives so that you could succeed."

"Get up! How long are you going to lie there? Don't you want to prove yourself to those high-ranking immortal cultivators? What? Prove that you are worthless?"

If it is a rough jade, it will naturally shine after being cut and polished, but what about bricks and stones?
Since then, only ashes have been broken into pieces, ending this remaining life. The long road of life is paved with countless white bones. There are many people who practice Taoism, but few who can achieve it.

If you are not a strong person, don't embark on this path, otherwise you will be like a minion standing in the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, and death will not be a relief.

After one miserable defeat after another, in this sword-fighting hell.

He Guo was in agony, howling, collapsing, crying, and curling up his body wanting to give up, but he stood up again and again. All the contempt, pain, contempt, and insults he had endured in his short sixteen years of life were gradually transformed into a sword under the tremendous pressure.

"Meteor from the sky!"

Even if my life is short, I want to bloom for this. What I want is:

"To succeed!"

The sword is drawn mercilessly.

Facing that stunning slash that was slashing towards his forehead.

Lu Cheng frowned slightly, and the magic power in his body accelerated. He was still at the third level of Qi training, but the power of the Meridian-Severing Sword Qi was constantly increasing. He used his index and middle fingers to spread the sword energy and clamped the attacking flying sword. His Taoist robe was blown backwards by the sword wind.

"You broke through."

Lu Cheng spoke calmly, and He Guo, who originally had a crazy look on his face, gradually came back to his senses with some surprise. He closed his eyes and felt the Qi in his body, and found that his magic power had indeed broken through to the fourth level of Qi training.

Even though this is just a small realm breakthrough, for the immortal cultivators from ordinary families, each small realm breakthrough may be a chasm that is difficult to overcome in a lifetime.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, when He Guo was desperately defending himself with all his sword energy, Lu Cheng suddenly withdrew the flying meridian-breaking sword energy, leaving He Guo gasping for breath and stunned.

"Well, three days have passed and our relationship has ended. You can go now."

"Hoo...Hoo...Mumble."

"Guo'er, thank you for Master Lin's teachings over the past three days. If you achieve something in the future, I will never forget the kindness of Master in teaching you the art and the teachings."

He Guo held the sword upside down, knelt down and kowtowed to Lu Cheng.

Although the past three days were like hell, He Guo was not an ungrateful person. During these three days, the other party taught, imparted knowledge and answered questions. What he gained was what many sword hall disciples could not learn even after serving their master wholeheartedly for ten or even dozens of years. He Guo could still distinguish between instruction and suppression and humiliation.

"Remember, what I taught you in the past three days is just a quick method. Just practice it and don't get too addicted to it. To truly practice the way of the sword in the future, you still need to be diligent and attentive step by step."

"Thank you, Master Lin."

Sitting upright in the room, Lu Cheng closed his eyes and let the young man leave on his own.

Teaching He Guo swordsmanship is just a trial move. The Lin family will definitely pay attention to the sword-fighting competition held every ten years in the City That Never Sleeps. No force would think that they have too many potential disciples.

As long as He Guo can attract attention, attention will naturally be drawn to himself. At that time, it will not be him who goes to find the Lin family, but the Lin family who comes to find him.

This is like setting up the chess game in advance and inviting people to join in.

(End of this chapter)