Cultivation Starts From Simplifying the Exercises

"boom!"

The crackling sound resounded in the sword array, and Qiu Yuanzeng's blood turned into light was cut to pieces by Chen Fei's sword, revealing Qiu Yuanzeng's real body. At this moment, Qiu Yuanzeng looked at Chen Fei with terrified eyes, and he was driven back with great strength.

But no matter how to retreat, at this moment Qiu Yuanzeng is in the sword formation, there is no way to go, no way to retreat.

The bloody light that had protected him countless times was torn apart by Chen Fei's sword.

The body-protecting blood light transformed by this blood source skill allowed him to face the siege of two mid-stage Aperture Realm warriors back then, without any injuries, and finally retreated completely.

But now, facing Chen Fei's sword, it was completely shattered. In a trance, Qiu Yuan once had the illusion of facing a strong man in the late stage of Aperture Realm.

"Your Excellency, you have something to say, something to say!"

Qiu Yuanzeng shouted loudly, at this moment Qiu Yuanzeng had already seen clearly Chen Fei's true cultivation, which was in the middle stage of the Aperture Realm. With all his strength, Chen Fei's state can't be hidden anymore.

Qiu Yuan felt depressed. If he had known that Chen Fei was in the middle stage of Aperture Training, he would definitely not have been so arrogant just now, and might even retreat in the end.

After all, in the middle stage of Aperture Realm, it is enough to protect Feng Xiupu and the others, and there is no point in continuing to consume it.

But who would have thought that Chen Fei's youthful face was already very good in the early stages of Aperture Realm, but in the middle stage of Aperture Realm, this was never expected.

Although Zongmen disciples have much better resources than casual cultivators, no matter how good the resources are, it is impossible to give you the resources of the entire sect, and cultivation also pays attention to gradual progress.

It will take at least several decades to break through to the Aperture Realm, and then cultivate to the middle stage of Aperture Realm. There shouldn't be such a young middle stage Aperture Realm as Chen Fei.

But it doesn't make much sense to talk about this now, how to save one's life is the most important thing now.

Chen Fei didn't answer, his body flickered, and he came to Qiu Yuanzeng, and the Qianyuan sword in his hand stabbed forward.

As soon as the sword edge moved, the sense of sharpness already filled Qiu Yuanzeng's sea of ​​consciousness.

Even Qiu Yuanzeng couldn't stop Chen Fei's sword with the body protection of blood origin power just now. Now that the blood origin skill has been broken, how should he block this sword?

If you can't stop it, you will die!

Thinking of death, Qiu Yuanzeng's eyes widened in horror, he still didn't want to die, he had worked so hard to reach the middle stage of Aperture Realm, which is extremely rare among casual cultivators.

Because of this, Qiu Yuanzeng's character became more and more arrogant, because ordinary casual cultivators would only become his prey, even disciples in the sect, as long as they moved fast enough, they would not be able to escape his killer.

Such a day, how carefree and carefree, Qiu Yuan never wanted to die, he still wanted to continue to enjoy this kind of life, even if he was promoted to the late stage of Aperture Realm in the future.

"ah!"

Qiu Yuanzeng roared crazily, and the blood in his body boiled up, and in the blink of an eye, countless blood flowed from Qiu Yuanzeng's body.

Qiu Yuan once obtained the blood origin skill in a dilapidated city, and the buryer buried it in the deepest place. It is rumored that this exercise was a township exercise of a sect back then, and its power is unparalleled.

However, there is a disadvantage of the Blood Origin Kungfu. For those who have achieved success in cultivation, every six months, the blood in the whole body will boil, which lasts for an hour. During the period of blood boiling, practitioners are in great pain.

But as long as he survives this pain, his cultivation will actually increase a bit, and at the same time, the energy in his body will become more refined.

Casual cultivators have few resources, so Qiu Yuanzeng relied on the characteristics of blood origin kung fu to cultivate step by step. But this kind of suffering every time will also make the practitioner's character become extremely irritable invisibly.

Qiu Yuan once turned into a blood man, but behind him, a black shadow rose up like a monster, staring at Chen Fei at this moment, countless resentments surged towards Chen Fei's sea of ​​consciousness.

Birth, old age, sickness, death, separation of love, meeting of resentment and resentment, not getting what one wants, blazing five shades!

Life is full of hardships, and the silent roar exploded in Chen Fei's mind, like a nightmare waking up, trying to drag Chen Fei into the endless hell.

Kill God!

In Chen Fei's knowledge of the sea, a sword light tore apart all the illusions, and went all the way forward, nailing into the eyebrows of the black shadow behind Qiu Yuanzeng.

Qiu Yuan screamed in pain, his whole body twisted continuously, and the black shadow behind him collapsed directly after roaring.

"laugh!"

The Qianyuan sword pierced Qiu Yuanzeng's body, and the blood light attached to Qiu Yuanzeng's body was distorted piece by piece, then torn apart, turning into pieces and disappearing one after another.

Qiu Yuan, who was in the blood light, tried desperately to resist the sword, but he could only watch in vain as the Yuan force on his body was exploded, and watched the tip of the sword getting closer and closer to him.

"open!"

The spiritual knife in Qiu Yuanzeng's hand trembled violently, bursting out a dazzling light, but immediately, this light was suppressed forcefully by the Qianyuan sword.

"boom!"

Cracking sound rose into the sky, Qiu Yuan Zeng spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, his body flew upside down, hit the sword array, was bounced back fiercely, and hit the ground, his complexion as paper, his breath as gossamer.

One sword broke the defense, and another sword was on the verge of death. Qiu Yuan was once hit by Chen Fei's two swords to such a field.

Qiu Yuan had always thought that he could only become like this if he provoked a strong person in the late stage of the Aperture Realm. In the late stage of practice, even if you meet a martial artist in the sect, you have to fight to know the outcome.

But now Qiu Yuan once understood that when he met a real Tianjiao, he would play his cards so unreasonably and so desolately.

He was obviously in the middle stage of Aperture Training, but he wanted to run, but he couldn't. Even with only two moves from others, he was almost dead.

Qiu Yuan tried to raise his head, and saw that Chen Fei was already standing in front of him, and the Qianyuan sword turned into a phantom, stabbing at his forehead.

"I know where the Da Jing Lei Sword is, I know where the Da Jing Lei Sword is!" Qiu Yuan once yelled frantically, exhausting all his strength, fearing that if he was too late, he would be decapitated.

The tip of the Qianyuan sword rested in front of Qiu Yuanzeng's eyebrows, Chen Fei looked at Qiu Yuanzeng, frowning slightly, shocked by the thunder sword?

Qiu Yuanzeng looked at the blade in front of him, and desperately crawled backwards, until he was a few feet away from the tip of the sword, and Qiu Yuanzeng fell powerlessly on the ground.

"What's the matter with the Da Jing Lei Sword?" Chen Fei looked down at Qiu Yuan and asked.

It's no secret that the Yuanchen Sword School's skills are lacking around Xianyun City. It's not unusual for casual cultivators to know about this kind of thing.

If Qiu Yuan had said other things, Chen Fei might not have the slightest interest, but the exercises of Yuanchen Sword Sect are indeed different.

The Chongyuan sword skill has already reached perfection, and there is only a little time left for the Giant Spirit Sword and Duntianxing to achieve perfection. Recently, Chen Fei has been thinking about exercises from time to time.

If he could make up all the exercises in the sect, Chen Fei would be able to practice smoothly all the way to the peak of the Aperture Realm, without having to worry about the exercises at all.

Moreover, the Yuanchen Sword Canon, which has smelted seven exercises, may even be stronger than the Zhenpai inheritance of the Xianyun Sword Sect.

But it's a pity that the Yuanchen sword code was damaged before Chen Fei came to the sect.

Now that he suddenly heard the Da Jing Lei Jian, Chen Fei naturally wanted to listen. If Qiu Yuan had lied, it would be nothing more than a sword strike, and nothing would be delayed.

"Some time ago, I saw a person who used your sect's kung fu, which was very similar to the rumored Dajinglei Sword." Qiu Yuanzeng said cautiously.

Whether he can survive at this moment depends entirely on Chen Fei's will, Qiu Yuan once suppressed the severe pain in his body, and dared not even take a breath.

"Do you know the status of Dajingleijian after training?"

Chen Fei laughed softly, and in Qiu Yuanzeng's eyes, this smile was full of coldness. Obviously, Chen Fei didn't really believe Qiu Yuanzeng's words.

Qiu Yuanzeng's forehead was covered with cold sweat for a moment, seeing Chen Fei's eyes getting colder, Qiu Yuanzeng's heart trembled even more, he hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "It's my best friend, he got the Thunderbolt Sword. "

Qiu Yuan once glanced at Chen Fei, and saw that Chen Fei's expression remained unchanged, so he hurriedly continued: "The complete Thunderbolt Sword can cultivate eighty-five acupuncture points!"

Chen Fei's brows could not help but twitch. He had planned to do it directly, but he couldn't help but stop at this moment, because Qiu Yuan was right.

According to the records of the Yuanchen Sword School, the complete Dajinglei Sword indeed has eighty-five acupuncture points cultivated, which is five more than the Zhongyuan Sword and the Giant Spirit Sword.

But how could the skills of the Dajingleijian be obtained by casual cultivators outside?

A bright light suddenly flashed in Chen Fei's mind.

In the past two years, in order to restore the cultivation method, Chen Fei deliberately looked through many classics collected in the sect, and in one of the classics, he saw a record.

Hundreds of years ago, Yuanchen Sword Sect had internal strife, and several branches even fought violently. Later, several masters left Yuanchen Sword Sect with their disciples.

However, even though he left, the cultivation techniques of each branch at that time were backed up in the sect, and the Yuanchen Sword Sect then redeveloped those branches that had left.

At that time, Chen Fei regarded the history of this sect as a story, because hundreds of years had passed. Ever since the sect's classics were damaged, it's not that the sect didn't think about looking for those offshoots who ran away back then, to see if they could find some secret books.

But those branches that had left disappeared earlier than the Yuanchen Sword Sect, and they disappeared at some point, and they couldn't find it if they wanted to find it.

Now, is there a casual cultivator who has found the secrets of the exercises left behind by those who left the branch?

"Everything I said is true. I can take you to find my friend. I just beg you to spare my life!" Qiu Yuanzeng said in a low voice. In order to survive, Qiu Yuanzeng no longer cared about his friend.

"Self-binding cultivation!" Chen Fei looked at Qiu Yuan and said.

"yes!"

Hearing Chen Fei's words, Qiu Yuanzeng's heart settled down, which means that in a short period of time, he can finally not have to die.

Qiu Yuan once struggled to stand up, his fingers slid across the acupuncture points all over his body, the flow of Yuanli was stopped, and his breath suddenly became stiff, like stagnant water.

Chen Fei appeared in front of Qiu Yuanzeng, and made sword fingers with his right hand, and touched the center of Qiu Yuanzeng's eyebrows, his violent mental power swept across Qiu Yuanzeng's body in an instant.

"Let you bind yourself, how dare you play tricks?"

"error……"

"Boom!"

Qiu Yuanzeng's body trembled slightly, his face was full of pain and ferocity.

A wave of vitality rippled, and with one finger, Chen Fei pierced Qiu Yuanzeng's fifteen orifice points, and Qiu Yuanzeng's realm suddenly slipped, falling to the early stage of orifice practice.