final catastrophe

Chapter 313 136. The Three Secrets
Dao Shen Shan, Dao Hut.

The first Swordsman opened the door and preached for three days and three nights.

On the first day, most people fell asleep and woke up at the foot of the mountain.

On the second day, I went for most of the time.

On the third day, the number of people who were really listening never exceeded double digits, including sword servants and martial arts people who rushed over.

But no matter what they thought or believed in the past, from now on there is only one God left in their hearts.

They looked tiredly and frantically at the white-clothed swordsman standing in the wind.

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After the three-day sermon, the sword servants rested for three to seven days, and their sword intent improved to varying degrees.

When they climbed the mountain again and wanted to listen to Dao Shen's lecture again, they found that the only way up the mountain was blocked by a sharp boulder hundreds of meters high.

The boulder was inserted upside down like a sword, and then turned to look to the other side, only to find that the peak of a mountain on the side was gone.

The sword waiter looked at each other in astonishment, and looked up again, only to see the word "quiet" written on the top of the inverted peak.

All the sword servants didn't understand the master's intention, so they retreated one after another, and no one tried to cross the boulder.

Then, the [-] sword servants came and went, and finally settled at about [-]. The [-] sword servants took Dao Shenshan as their home and lived here all year round.

And the lucky ones are said to be able to see the sword god in the mountains, and get his advice to make great progress in martial arts.

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At this moment, on top of a cliff soaring into the sky.

The three disciples were standing upright, what could be heard in their ears was the howling mountain wind and the waves crashing at the bottom of the cliff.

They had stood for a day and a night, but no one dared to move.

Just because the first sword god was also in front of them, he seemed to have fallen into a state of comprehension, and closed his eyes all day and night.

Shangguan Jin's expression remained unchanged, he could bear it until he fainted.

The martial arts tiger has never changed. He has already realized a set of exercises that can use breathing and luck to minimize his own consumption even if he is standing. Not to mention one day and one night, even seven days and seven nights, he can persist .

Although Long Yao stood still, her heart was trembling. She just looked at her two juniors (after all, the first futon she sat on was, of course, the senior sister), and then at the master who was like a god. He kept saying, "I'll count down another hundred times, and it's over, it's over."

I don't know how many hundred times the countdown will be over soon.

Long Yao looked at the two juniors and the master with grievances, and roared in her heart: Are you perverts! !
It seemed to feel her silent mourning.

Xia Ji opened his eyes, and said straight to the point: "I have learned three swords as a teacher so far, and I have realized three unique skills."

Wu Zhonghu, Shangguan Jin's eyes lit up, and he looked here.

Xia Ji pondered for a moment, then continued: "Since Longyao can comprehend the sword intent of my first flick of the saber, piercing the scenery, then naturally he can teach me the first unique skill, Fengshen's piercing saber energy."

Long Yao said weakly: "Thank you, Master. As a thank you, this disciple hopes to dedicate this dragon slaying to Master. I also ask Master to take it away."

Xia Ji chuckled and said: "This saber has a spirit, and it connects with your mind, so you should treat it well. I have received your wish, but as a teacher, I have already entered the realm of no sword, so there is no need for such external help."

Long Yao's eyes widened: "Ju actually still has the realm of no sword."

Xia Ji no longer paid attention to this living treasure, but said indifferently: "Look at it."

After all, he stepped back, his fingers turned into knives, and he didn't see any movement, but the strong wind wrapped around him, and the heaven and earth were enlightened, and a ray of light enveloped him.

The light seemed to be torn apart, mixed in the wind, like the vast waves of the sea, like the scales of a golden dragon.

With another finger, the shattered light directly bombarded the rocks in the distance, and a beam of light was a blade energy. Between vertical and horizontal, the hard rocks were pitted, as if tofu had been cut into pieces by thousands of knives.

"It's amazing!"

The eyes of the three disciples were all round, and they swallowed deeply.

Then Long Yao fell into deep despair
Can I learn it?
Xia Ji encouraged: "Long Yao, since you are sitting on the first futon, you are naturally a senior sister, and you still need to set an example."

Long Yao quietly glanced at the juniors on both sides.

She just felt that these two people were definitely not things in the pool, one was fiercer than the other, she nodded slightly imperceptibly, and said "um" in a mosquito-like voice.

Xia Ji nodded, and said again: "Changhu, Shangguan, you two should learn a lot from Senior Sister."

The ultimate evildoer and the future peerless hero nodded at the same time, saying: "Okay!"

Long Yao lowered her head guiltily.

Xia Ji didn't care about her anymore, but turned to look at the second disciple and said, "Chang Hu, if you can comprehend the sword intent of my second flick of the saber, piercing the cloud and night, then I will teach you the second unique skill as a master." , Izumo Secret Sword Technique."

Wu Zhonghu said respectfully: "Thank you, Master."

Xia Ji made a move with his right hand, and the arc moon long knife randomly inserted on the ground in the distance flew into his hand.

Then he slowly walked towards a thick old tree, and the knife at his waist seemed to disappear, immersed in a cloud of black mist.

The next moment, without any movement, a ray of light pierced the darkness and bloomed from the clouds.

The three of them didn't see anything, but saw that the man in the white coat still had the sword in its sheath.

"Have you ever understood?"

No matter how evil the Wuzhong Tiger is, he really wanted to see it clearly, so he tried to ask: "Is this the sword drawing technique?"

Despite asking, there was indeed a hint of disappointment in his voice that couldn't be concealed.

Xia Ji said: "If defeating an enemy is only a matter of drawing a sword, why do you need to use a second sword?"

Wu Zhonghu nodded and said, "Yes."

Then the three of them couldn't help looking at the tree just now, but the tree was in no abnormal shape, and there were no signs of breakage.

Xia Ji shook his head and said, "Leave it alone for the time being, and watch it in seven days."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the last disciple, and said: "Shangguan Jin, I am very comforted for you that you can get rid of the demons in your heart. The third unique skill, the way of flying immortals, should be taught to you.

This is the way of the sword, which cannot be manifested externally, so the teacher will help you practice in the early stage.Use the knife to help you enter the illusion and sharpen your will. "

Unconsciously, Shangguan Jin said sincerely, "Thank you, Master."

Afterwards, Xia Ji took out three volumes, which respectively recorded the essence of "Izumo Secret Sword Art", "Fengshen Breaking Body Sword Intent" and "Flying Immortal Way", and then explained them to the three disciples in detail.

In this way, it is seven days and seven nights.

There are no Jiazi in the mountains, and the days do not know the years.

Every day Shangguan Jin sat on a big black stone in a daze after Xia Ji flicked his sword, from morning till night.

Long Yao took her Dragon Slaying Saber and tried to accidentally release the sword, but never succeeded.

Wu Zhonghu began to draw his sword boringly.

Xia Ji stood in front of this apprentice, watching him draw his sword very quickly but absent-mindedly, and suddenly asked: "Does Zhonghu think this move is too mediocre? It's just a superficial sword-drawing technique?"

Wu Zhonghu nodded quietly.

Xia Ji said: "You don't understand that if one day, what you pull out is no longer a knife, then it will be a trivial achievement."

Wu Zhonghu was taken aback for a moment: "Obviously he is drawing a sword, so what does it mean that what is drawn is no longer a sword?"

Xia Ji said: "There is a real taste in this. If it is revealed, it will never be comprehended. Therefore, whether you can reach that step or not depends on yourself. You have a very strong comprehension, this matter should not be a problem for you."

Wu Zhonghu was thoughtful.

That day, at twilight, Long Yao suddenly said: "Look, why are the leaves on the top of this tree withered!"

The other two heard the words and hurriedly gathered around.

That tree was exactly the ancient tree that Xia Ji slashed when he demonstrated the "Izumo Secret Sword Technique" seven days ago. At this time, the lower half of the tree was still full of branches and leaves, but the upper half was completely withered and covered with leaves. Lost moisture and began to shrink, wrinkled like the skin of an old man.

"This is what it is."

The three looked at each other in horror.

(End of this chapter)