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Chapter 69: Great Enlightenment of the Dark Abyss Magic Skill

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    In the eyes of some people, Zhang Shaochen is already a dead man.

    When they were waiting, the news came that the boy had died.

    Under such circumstances, Zhang Shaochen practiced even harder.

    He wants to save himself!

    He can't let these bastards get what they want!

    It's just that although he improved after hard training, Zhang Shaochen soon discovered that his cultivation was as if he had hit the ceiling as he practiced.

    This kind of ceiling is invisible and has quality.

    Specifically, after his swordsmanship "Chuguang", he seems to have seen that the third realm "Pofeng" is not far ahead, but he can only see it, but can't touch it.

    No matter how hard he practiced, he just couldn't break through.

    He really wanted to break through.

    If one reaches the third realm of breaking the wind, then one is not too far away from the fifth realm of "controlling qi".

    Why are you so obsessed with reaching the fifth level?

    It's very simple, Shao Kang is the fifth realm

    With such eagerness in mind, he recalled the trip to Yuzhang, Xi Linger's "tonifying" injustice was eliminated and turned into an inspiration, so he also seized every opportunity to go down the mountain to experience and strive to be a hero.

    It's a pity that he was unlucky, and the vicinity of Dongling Mountain has been very peaceful recently.

    The things he did were not very eye-catching. It was said that he was a chivalrous man, but in fact he was very reluctant, and basically belonged to the category of good people and good deeds.

    Zhang Shaochen was very depressed.

    Several times, he used his sword to ask the sky: "In broad daylight, the sky is bright, why is it so hard to find bad guys?"

    If the magistrate heard what he said, his nose would probably be crooked!

    No matter what, if you pay, you will gain.

    After doing a bunch of good people and good deeds, Xi Ling'er has swallowed some inspirations after the dissatisfaction has been eliminated.

    Not to mention, there was no reaction at first, but it happened to be the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the sword spirit, who claimed to have amnesia, really remembered something.

    Xi Ling'er feels that this memory that she occasionally recalls is nothing, because it is not a clue that reminds her of her past life experience.

    However, for the young man, this thing is so precious that it makes him ecstatic!

    The cause was still Xi Linger.

    She sensed the teenager's anguish about the progress of swordsmanship.

    And because of the mid-autumn night, the night moon was full, the lonely boy was too lonely, so he held the sword under the moon and said something to the sword that missed his relatives, which might have touched Xi Linger and sank deep in the river of memory.  a piece of debris.

    So, when the young man was lying on the bed, about to fall asleep, half asleep, Xi Ling'er suddenly appeared from the sword, floating above the young man on the bed, and spoke silently, only speaking in his soul:

    "Master, Xi Ling'er remembered something, like sword skills, and wanted to tell you about it."

    "Sword skills?!"

    With just one sentence, the boy was so shocked that he lost all sleepiness!

    He sat up "teng" all of a sudden, as if he was going to get out of bed.

    However, Xi Ling'er made a gesture to signal him: "No need. Comprehend this skill, it is suitable for half-dream and half-awake."

    In one sentence, the boy was made to lie down again, and half-closed his eyes, trying to return to the dazed state just now.

    The mountain moon in Mid-Autumn Festival is big and round.

    The bright moonlight seems to be a little different tonight. When it penetrates into the house through the window, it seems to have some golden brilliance.

    Xi Ling'er was oscillating up and down in the golden and jade-like moonlight.

    Qianli's figure is more vivid and delicate than usual.

    The pleasant voice, like birds chirping in the empty valley, began to echo in the young man's heart and soul.

    A little misty, a little clear, like a god singing heavenly music.

    It was this magical voice that seemed to open the door to a new world for the young man.

    When he was really listening "intentionally", Zhang Shaochen suddenly remembered a sentence:

    "You know nothing about the power of this world."

    Of course, this sentence, which sounds powerful, was adapted from a sentence Dugu Yu Ni once said to him.

    He heard Xi Linger talk about yin and yang:

    "Yangqi Hualong Chariot,

    Yin Qi turns into a jade girl,

    ? Turning infinitely,

    Rondo Nether Sky"

    He heard Xi Linger talk about gods and ghosts:

    "Suzaku Lingtian,

    & nbsp;

    A town of mountains and rivers,

    The ghost escaped"

    Xi Ling'er talked a lot.

    Although Zhang Shaochen still doesn't know what these have to do with swordsmanship, Xi Ling'er has directly engraved all these things in his heart and soul.

    He doesn't remember, but he still remembers; he doesn't understand, but he also understands.

    In the end, Xi Ling'er became more and more anxious. Although it was still a girl's sweet voice, in the boy's heart and mind, it was already resounding like nine days of thunder:

    "Great comprehension of the magic skills of the deep abyss, the secret to killing evil!"

    "Wandering corpses at night, seven evil demon souls, nine ghosts and thieves together, thousands of demons hordes, all who meet me will be destroyed!"

    "The gigantic beast, Luo Qian, slashes thousands of monsters, and treats me as a cripple!"

    "Dragon beacon and seven candles, chasing evil without leisure, the curse of the ancestor of the devil, and the death front!"

    "Destroy evil and eliminate evil, all ghosts will hang in the air, and the three-day Dharma will be as I said!"

    "Where my sword is, all demons will be punished, and thousands of monsters will destroy their souls!"

    After the strange indoctrination, the boy suddenly realized.

    With a single word, the Lingguan will be cleaned up for thousands of years.

    He has suddenly arrived at the once extremely difficult situation of breaking the wind.

    And his current understanding and cognition of swords, how can a mere third wind breaking realm be able to carry it?

    What he lacks now is nothing but the accumulation of time and the tempering of actual combat.

    What's more important is that because of his status as a slave, he has always learned the most elementary magic and sword skills of the Demon Cult.

    What he lacks the most is real advanced sword skills.

    And just now, Xi Linger taught him a trick.

    Although he still doesn't quite understand this set of things, he thinks it must be very powerful.

    Even in the dark, he can feel that such sword skills can already be called divine skills, and words like "advanced" and "smart" can no longer be described.

    When he woke up, he also asked Xi Ling'er gratefully: "Please tell me, what kind of sword skill is this? What's its name?"

    Speaking of which, Xi Linger's performance tonight is really not in line with her usual image of an innocent and charming girl; now I hear her say in a mysterious and profound way:

    "Sword skills follow fate."

    "If it's a strong name, it may be 'Killing Evil Jue', or 'Thousand Demons Exterminate Souls', or 'Ten Thousand Devils Slay Sword', it depends on what you like."

    "This sword skill has no name."

    "Since it has been through my mouth, even if it is said casually, there is a sequence, and there is a hue, which corresponds to a definite number."

    "The art of killing evil, the robbery of killing thousands of monsters, and the sword of subduing and killing thousands of demons can be triple realms."

    "There are three layers of sword tactics, or they are progressive, or they are only juxtaposed, or each has its own advantages."

    "Or, none at all."

    Hearing this, Zhang Shaochen recollected it, and couldn't help but admire sincerely:

    "Xi Ling'er, what you said is deeply in line with the essence of my Taoism's 'The Great Way is Nameless'."

    "Now I believe more and more that you are really a down-and-out Xuanzhen, a down-and-out fairy!"

    Xi Ling'er, who was still unpredictable just now, immediately smiled like a flower when she heard this, nodded repeatedly and said:

    "you're right!"

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