Chu Mu's sword was stained with human blood for the first time.
After shaking off the blood on the tip of the sword, he looked calmly and glanced at the four corpses of those who had scattered swords. His eyes were like water in an ancient well, calm and motionless. He did not feel uncomfortable or uncomfortable because he had killed someone for the first time.
"Swordsmanship is the art of killing. I am indeed a person born for the sword." He muttered to himself, closed his eyes, and stood quietly, letting the breeze blow by, his hair fluttering, and the corners of his clothes swaying lightly. , as if riding the wind back: "The feeling of killing ferocious beasts and killing people is completely different. It seems that my bottleneck in swordsmanship has been loosened."
He remembered that on Earth, his master once told him that there was a sword master in his early years, and his breakthrough was achieved on the battlefield. Killing people, thus breaking through from a swordsman master to a swordsman master, and there is a popular saying: Swordsmanship is the art of killing.
Immediately, he opened his eyes, walked towards Liu Tao's body, groped around on his body, and took out something from his arms.
"More than a hundred taels of broken silver, three Qi-nourishing pills, four Qi-reviving pills... and some odds and ends..."
Hui Qi Pill, as the name suggests, is a pill used to restore sword energy, and its value is slightly higher than Yang Qi Pill.
After putting all these things into the bag, Chu Mu looked at the swords of the four swordsmen, a large sword, a short sword and two black iron swords. The large sword and the short sword were not suitable for Chu Mu. The two black iron swords were similar to the fine steel swords, but the degree of damage was more serious than the fine steel swords, so they had to be discarded.
At this time, my nose smelled a refreshing fragrance, which seemed to have a hint of warmth.
"Three Yang Fruit, it's ripe." Chu Mu suddenly showed a happy expression and strode towards the Three Yang Grass.
The red fruit in the middle of the three leaves of Sanyangcao exudes bursts of warm fragrance, and is so brightly red that it almost looks like it is burning with fire.
He immediately took out the Baicao Illustrated Book, turned to the page about Sanyangcao, and read it carefully.
Although he had read and noted it before, he only had a general look and a general understanding, but did not go into depth.
"It's a bit troublesome." He closed the Baicao Illustrated Book and frowned slightly: "Once the Sanyang Fruit is mature, it must be sealed and preserved in a high-quality jade box to retain its temperature, that is, its medicinal properties, otherwise the temperature will Loss. Once the temperature is lost, the medicine is lost. However, I do not have a high-quality jade box. The jade boxes of these four swordsmen are just fragrant wood boxes and can only store ordinary elixirs."
"Although you can exchange the Sanyang Fruit back to the Sword Sect for 100 contribution points and five Qi Gathering Pills, but the conditions do not allow it, so you can only take it now." With a flash of sword light, the Sanyang Fruit that fell off naturally happened to be The fruit pick flew up, drew an arc in mid-air, rolled, and fell into the mouth.
Immediately, sit down cross-legged, put the stainless steel sword on your legs, interlock the thumbs and index fingers of your hands on the knees of your legs, close your eyes, take a long breath to eliminate distracting thoughts, and transfer the sword energy according to the Yangyuan Sword Qi Jue.
After ripening, the Sanyang fruit will fall off naturally. At this time, its temperature will begin to drop a little bit. The medicinal power of the Sanyang fruit lies in the temperature. The drop in temperature means the loss of the medicinal power.
Therefore, Chu Mu couldn't wait to eat the Sanyang Fruit to avoid losing too much of the medicinal power.
The Sanyang Fruit fell into the mouth, and after sitting down cross-legged, he began to carry the sword energy. At the same time, he bit it gently and felt a stream of heat flow out, filling the mouth with a strong fragrance.
It was as if he suddenly drank a mouthful of hot, rich scented tea. He grunted, his Adam's apple squirmed, he swallowed the mouthful of Sanyang Juice, and it quickly flowed into his body along his throat.
Hot, very hot. The skin turned red instantly. A trace of hot steam came out of the body, curling up like smoke. The Sanyang Juice juice flowed into the body along the throat, turning into a torrent of energy, with burning heat, as if The magma-like rolling force rushed into the body and wreaked havoc.
Chu Mu's will was definitely superhuman. Although he felt like there was a fire burning in his body, getting stronger and stronger, trying to burn him to ashes from the inside out. In this situation, ordinary people would , already dizzy and confused, unable to carry the sword energy properly at all.
However, he endured the high temperature, kept his mind clear, and moved the sword energy wholeheartedly, as if the scorching torrent in his body that almost melted his internal organs and bones to ashes had no impact on him at all.
In the Baicao Illustrated Book, it is marked in red that the juice of Sanyang Fruit has an extremely high temperature. To take it, it must be combined with other cooling drugs. Otherwise, it may burn the internal organs, meridians, etc., and even burn the brain and turn you into an idiot.
However, Chu Mu didn't care, because on earth, in order to practice swordsmanship, he endured many hardships, and he didn't pay attention to such high temperatures. Although he changed his body, his soul was still his. , and become more powerful because of the fusion.
Therefore, his will, consciousness, and soul can completely withstand the burning of this high temperature, or even ignore it.
Controlling the sword energy wholeheartedly, he moved it one week after another. Compared with the scorching torrent of the Three Yang Fruit, Chu Mu's sword energy seemed very fragile, just like the contrast between a stream and a river.
Chu Mu's sword energy was extremely condensed and refined. When it met the scorching torrent, the impact was not only not defeated, but instead cut open the scorching torrent. Moreover, as it was transported, every trace of the scorching and loud energy was absorbed and condensed into sword energy, causing the sword energy to grow rapidly at a perceptible speed.
The meridians were also slightly damaged under the impact of the scorching torrent of the Three Yang Fruit. However, as the sword energy passed by, the scorching energy merged into the meridians, not only allowing the damage to the meridians to heal, but also becoming stronger. of tenacity.
Not long after, Thirteen Little Zhoutian had been moved.
The limit at the fourth stage of the Sword Qi Realm is ten small Zhoutian. Breaking through to the fifth stage of the Sword Qi Realm, the limit increases to thirteen small Zhoutian. However, now, the scorching torrent of the Three Yang Fruit has not been completely absorbed.
He felt that he could continue carrying it.
On the fourteenth Little Week, the sword energy increased a little bit more... On the fifteenth little week day... The sword energy increased a little bit more...
On the sixteenth small week, the meridians began to feel a tearing pain. Chu Mu knew that the limit, fifteen small weeks, was his current limit. If he carried it forcibly, it would only cause hard-to-heal wounds to the meridians.
"It seems that we can only go here, and the remaining potency of the medicine can only be dissipated." Opening his eyes, it was as clear as a mountain stream, and there was a flash of sharpness. He opened his mouth and slowly exhaled. The breath, this breath, is white and scorching, like a sword shooting out.
As this breath came out, the power of the Three Yang Fruit in the body quickly dissipated.
"In the late stage of the fifth stage of the Sword Qi Realm, the strength of the meridians has increased, and it can carry two more small circles. The effect of a Three Yang Fruit is so powerful." Chu Mu was secretly amazed.
Five Qi Gathering Pills will definitely not make his cultivation reach the late stage of the fifth stage of Sword Qi Realm, nor will it enhance the strength of his meridians.
For Chu Mu, there is still a difference between the Thirteen Little Zhoutian and the Fifteenth Little Zhoutian. The fifteenth Little Zhoutian means that his sword energy cultivation efficiency is three times that of the same level of cultivation.
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"Where did this bastard Chu Mu go?" Wu Qiang beheaded a low-level ferocious beast with his sword. Blood spurted out and fell on the corner of his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and licked it, and said with a sinister murderous intent.
He likes Wang Feng. Yes, he has liked Wang Feng since Wang Feng saved his life. Therefore, seeing Wang Feng's resentment towards Chu Mu, he also hated Chu Mu. It had been almost ten days since Wang Feng had entered the Valley of Beasts as entrusted by Wang Feng. He had killed many ferocious beasts, but Chu Mu was not found, which made him a little anxious and impatient.
"Damn little bastard, if I find you, you'll be dead." Wu Qiang's eyes had a deep darkness, and his tone had a kind of perverted pleasure: "I will cut off your hand tendons and hamstrings, and then leave them on your body." I will leave thirty-two scars on you and make you cry in despair. Finally, I will kill you, cut off your head, and bring it back to Senior Brother Wang. Senior Brother Wang will definitely be very happy."
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