The young patriarch had a strange expression on his face. Qin Mu's thick arm is also called vitality thread
Is there such a thick vitality thread
Is there such a powerful vitality thread
Moreover, what does it mean that one's vitality is not strong enough? He has never seen such a vigorous vitality in the spirit embryo realm!
This young man from the disabled village pierced a wooden pillar as thick as a bucket with one sword, and a two-foot-thick mountain rock with another.
The village head smiled slightly, and pointed Qin Mu and said, "That's right, you haven't mastered the most basic movement in swordsmanship, stabbing. What if you can concentrate all your strength on the movement of stabbing? What if you can use all your How about all the power?"
Qin Mu couldn't believe it, he shook his head and said, "Using Qi to control the sword is just using 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 head said leisurely: "You have to 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 finger and middle finger of your hand are attached to the body of the sword. , when your hand stabs out, the sword also stabs out!"
"As a part of your own body?"
Qin Mu was puzzled, the thick strands of vitality in his arm curled up the sword again, his right hand was held empty, the thumb was pressed on the ring finger and little finger, and the index finger and middle finger stretched out, as if sticking to the sword.
Qin Mu stabbed forward, only heard a chirp, his vitality ribbon also thrust forward with the sword, the sharp sword cut through the air, and let out a sharp whistling!
He couldn't help being surprised and delighted, before he controlled the sword with Qi, the power contained in the sword was at most only 10% of his own power, but now he felt the power in the sword doubled!
The young patriarch smiled and said: "This is called pinching sword formula, which is the starting method for practicing swordsmanship. You have been able to penetrate mountains and rocks without using the sword formula just now. It seems that your vitality is still stronger than mine! "
The village head shook his head, and said: "But what he has done is not enough. Just relying on the sword art is not enough to defeat a master who has been immersed in the way of swords for decades. Mu'er, let your vitality burst from your palm, try again .”
According to Qin Mu's words, the strands of vitality in his palm entangled with the sword, pumped up the vitality, and once again stabbed forward.
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When he stabbed out with the sword, a whirlwind was set off, and the sharp sword whistled in the whirlwind, which was very ear-piercing!
The corner of the young patriarch's eyes twitched, and he immediately noticed that the power of Qin Mu's sword had increased by about 10% compared to the previous one. The old cripple in front of him only gave Qin Mu such a huge improvement by pointing out a few words. Awe-inspiring!
The village head 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 your vitality is also a part of your body. They are both your body! Try again!"
Qin Mu's vitality merged with the sharp sword, and when he was immersed in the sharp sword, he suddenly felt like he had an extra hand.
When the sword stabbed out, he immediately felt that his strength seemed to have found a vent, as if a great flood had found an outlet. Seventy to eighty percent of his strength was gathered in the sharp sword, and he stabbed towards the village!
The wind howled in the village, and suddenly the wooden stake on which the butcher often stood in front of the sharp sword split in two with a snap!
Qin Mu was stunned, his sword never touched the wooden post, but the sword wind pierced the wooden post in half!
The young patriarch praised Qin Mu's astonishing potential with just a few words, and his attainments in swordsmanship were indeed extremely high.
"not enough."
The village chief said: "Your strength has not been fully utilized. Although your own strength is used on the sword, what about your spiritual fetus? Where is the power of your spiritual fetus? The spiritual fetus should hold the sword and stab again!"
Qin Mu settled down, in his spirit embryo divine treasure, the spirit embryo moved together with himself, and pointed forward!
"It's not good enough! Where is the alchemy formula? Not only does the alchemy formula require you to refine your alchemy, but it requires you to plant your alchemy in the sword! Plant a sword for me!"
"It's not enough, let's start again! Planting a sword with loyalty, this is the most important point of the formula of loyalty!"
"Legs connected to the ground are the source of strength, use the legs taught by the lame to borrow strength from the ground!"
"What about the eyes? Where is the eye of heaven that the blind man taught you? Let your sword have eyes too!"
"You learned boxing from Master Ma, and you have trained your muscles like a dragon, and you have seen a real dragon. Why doesn't your sword have the majestic atmosphere of a dragon, and the destructive force of Master Ma's fist?"
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Qin Mu stabbed with the sword again and again, and the village chief asked him more and more. First, he only mobilized his own strength, and then asked him to mobilize the power of vitality, the power of the spiritual fetus, and then asked him to cripple Ma Ye's fist. It became more and more difficult for his legs to be integrated into the sword technique.
In just a short moment, he had stabbed an unknown number of swords, but the village chief was still not satisfied and asked him to continue practicing.
Granny Si, the cripple and the others looked at Qin Mu who was practicing the sword, and they all showed shock. Qin Mu used his energy to control the sword, and when he stabbed out with the sword, he made a short and sharp whistling sound. Blow it away, and even the flags of the blacksmith shop, medicine garden and butcher shop are fluttering and fluttering backwards!
And every time he stabs out with his sword, a sword mark appears on the ground, which is the result of the sword wind brushing the ground!
Granny Si felt a little unbelievable, and murmured: "In such a short period of time, the village chief trained Mu'er to be a master of swordsmanship, which is too..."
The village chief shook his head and said, "I didn't teach him any sword skills, but I just helped him integrate his strength and what you taught him. Now he has only just begun to understand the movement of stabbing. It is far from the real mastery. There is still a long distance to stab. The most basic movements of swordsmanship include chopping, lifting, hanging, clouding, pointing, collapsing, cutting, cutting, etc., and it will not be considered until he has practiced these most basic movements well. You can learn swordsmanship only after getting started. Mu'er, stab the butcher's knife again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Mu threw up the butcher's knife, controlled the sword with Qi, and stabbed out like lightning!
when-
The sharp sword met the pig-killing knife, and pierced the precious knife made of cold iron and gold crystals, and the tip of the sword was exposed from the back of the knife.
Both the butcher's knife and the sharp sword fell to the ground. Qin Mu was stunned, and stepped forward to look at it, completely unaware that he had made such great progress in just a short moment.
The most basic movement of swordsmanship, stabbing, can possess such powerful power!
The village chief's heart trembled slightly. It was beyond his expectation that Qin Mu mastered the stabbing technique so quickly, and said, "Mu'er, you can go see the master of the sword hall now."
"Wait!"
The young patriarch on the opposite side quickly raised his hand, and a wooden stick floated over from the woods. The young patriarch stretched out a finger, and whittled on the wooden stick. In the blink of an eye, he cut it into a three-foot-long wooden sword, and handed it to Qin Mu. , Said: "You use this sword to meet him, don't use the real sword."
Qin Mu took the wooden sword and looked at Granny Si. Granny Si said: "The master of the sword hall sealed his other divine treasures, and only kept the spiritual embryo divine treasure. Now he is at the spiritual embryo realm. If you use a real sword, you will stab him to death. Go."
Qin Mu thought for a while, took off the sword pouch and the Shaobao sword from his body, put them at the entrance of the village, and walked into the wooden building in the next village with the wooden sword on his back to see the master of the sword gate.
The master of Jianmen was still half-kneeling and half-sitting, holding the sword case in his hand, his eyes were as sharp as a sword: "You came back after consulting the number one sword technique in the world? Use the number one sword technique in the world you have learned to attack me! I would rather Let's see, who dares to speak so brazenly and consider himself number one!"
Qin Mu shook his head and said, "I didn't learn swordsmanship, the village chief only taught me one movement."
The master of Jianmen frowned, and said coldly: "I will give you time, and you can learn it later. Come to me after you have learned a sword move!"
Qin Mu wondered: "Your ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect said, let me meet you with a wooden sword, not a real sword, for fear of killing you..."
"absurd!"
The Hall Master of Jianmen exploded in momentum, and the air seemed to be filled with a tragic atmosphere, which was mixed with the sound of metal and iron colliding, as if countless sharp swords collided and struck each other.
It was the smell of iron mixed with blood, the smell of rust mixed with the smell of blood. Only by killing an unknown number of people and creatures can one have such a tragic aura!
The buckle of his sword case opened automatically, the long box opened, the sword clanked, and swords flew out of the sword case cheerfully!
He feels the same with the sword, he is happy, the sword is also 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 master of the sword hall, Jian Chi.
Now, when he wanted to kill someone, the sword in the sword box leaped out, and in an instant, sword lights gushed out in the room!
Without hesitation, Qin Mu controlled the sword with Qi, pinched the sword formula, and stabbed forward!
The sword light in the sword box erupted, and then there was a light ding, and the sword light was torn apart!
Boom—
The tall body of the master of the sword hall smashed through the wall behind him, flew backward like lightning, and then slammed into the opposite wooden building with a wooden sword stuck in his chest.
Qin Mu was taken aback, quickly retracted the wooden sword, and hurriedly looked, but there was some blood on the tip of the sword, and he didn't pierce the sword hall master, so he was relieved.
And on the opposite wooden building, the body of the master of the sword hall slowly slid down, the speed of the fall became faster and faster, and then he sat on the ground with his buttocks on the ground, his eyes were blank, and he seemed to have not recovered.
"Are you okay?" Qin Mu waved to him.
The head master of the sword hall numbly shook his head, his body was not seriously injured, but his mind was severely wounded.