Wang Yan and Zhang Xiaobao were chatting under the big willow tree outside the high-level training field. The two little shrimps were worried about the future of the sect and racked their brains to think about how to protect themselves and get enough benefits in the upcoming second battle of guarding the mountain.
After some discussion, the two felt that their strength was not enough. Finally, Zhang Xiaobao gritted his teeth and said, "Master Po, I'll go to the Sword Scripture Pavilion today and choose a powerful martial art. Brother Yan, can you come with me and help me?"
"Sword Scripture Pavilion?"
Wang Yan thought of the skinny old man with the long pipe and his magical Blood Sword Finger. He had forgotten about him for half a month. Now, Wang Yan was about to complete the first three movements of the Blood Sword Finger. Although he had not practiced the last two fingers, he really wanted to ask for advice.
So, Wang Yan and Zhang Xiaobao hit it off and went to the Sword Scripture Pavilion. As they walked through the Martial Arts Practice Field, the bleakness of the outer gate was particularly obvious. If it was in the past, even if it was now late at night, they could at least see the patrolling disciples. But now, there was not even a shadow of the outer gate. The two walked all the way to the Sword Scripture Pavilion, but they really did not see a single person.
"Tomorrow, I'm going to participate in the minor test for handyman disciples. Help me tell Gu Xiaoyue."
"Minor test for handyman disciples? Are there any other handyman disciples besides you? This is like taking off one's pants to fart. The program design is too rigid. "
The two talked all the way over the stairs to the main hall of the Sword Scripture Pavilion. At a glance, Wang Yan saw the skinny old man lying on a rattan chair not far behind the door. Zhang Xiaobao even shouted, "Old thief, get up quickly. Master Po is here to give you money."
Wang Yan did not expect that Zhang Xiaobao and the skinny old man were so familiar. But didn't Zhang Xiaobao say that he was going to choose a secret manual? How did it turn into money?
While he was puzzled, Wang Yan only saw a blur in front of him, and the skinny old man on the rattan chair had disappeared. Before he could look around, the skinny old man's figure had mysteriously appeared behind Zhang Xiaobao.
"Stinking brat, don't you know how to accumulate some virtue with your mouth?"
The skinny old man said as he kicked Zhang Xiaobao's butt. Caught off guard, Zhang Xiaobao stumbled forward from the kick and fell to the ground like a hungry dog. Zhang Xiaobao didn't expect that he would be tricked so suddenly. He got up and was very angry. But when he saw the skinny old man smoking his pipe, he remembered the purpose of this trip. In the end, he just shouted, "Old man, give me a token of the sword scripture, the gray one."
After saying that, Zhang Xiaobao took out a sachet from his pocket and poured out ten golden beans from the sachet. He handed it to the skinny old man. The skinny old man's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he couldn't help but chuckle. After he took the golden bean, he flipped his right hand and a token with the words "Sword Scripture" engraved on it appeared.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Yan only felt that his brain was not enough to process it. He didn't expect that the skinny old man would sell a token of the sword scripture. More importantly, the token in the skinny old man's hand looked like the one that Wang Yan had.
After Zhang Xiaobao took the token, he pulled Wang Yan into the hall. He didn't hide from the skinny old man behind him and said to Wang Yan, "This old man specializes in swindling people. The most common thing he does is to fool the newcomers who come to the Sword Scripture Pavilion for the first time. He tells them how important the Sword Scripture Heart Sutra is and how it is related to the Nine Forms of Blood Sword. When the newcomers believe it, he will take out some of his experiences and use them to exchange for the token of the sword scripture.
These tokens of the sword scripture that have been exchanged are his private property. He sells them in private at a clear price. For a gray token that can only be exchanged for the first level of the secret manual, he offers a price of one hundred taels of silver. If it wasn't for the war, the Master Po wouldn't have been cheated by him. "
Zhang Xiaobao's saliva was flying everywhere and he didn't notice that Wang Yan's face was red. However, Wang Yan still wanted to defend the skinny old man and said, "I heard that the effect of the Sword Scripture Heart Sutra is very good. After thoroughly understanding it, it can reduce the required cultivation speed by 20%."
"The effect is indeed good, but it's not worth a token of the sword scripture. You don't know, after becoming a guardian disciple, every half a month there will be an outer court elder to teach you and answer questions about cultivation. If it's just about the Sword Scripture Heart Sutra, after a few lessons, you can get the same effect as a secret manual."
Wang Yan was speechless, but when he thought of the skinny old man's Qing Gong and the miraculous Blood Sword Finger, he still didn't believe that the skinny old man was a swindler. Zhang Xiaobao reacted quickly. Looking at Wang Yan's expression, he laughed and said, "Brother Yan, I say, you couldn't have been deceived by that old man, right? Do you think the Nine Forms of Blood Sword is easy to learn?
This sword art is called the ultimate sword art of the sect, but in fact, only one person can learn it every few decades. It's probably because of the high comprehension requirement. As far as I know, the first form of the Nine Forms of Blood Sword requires 50 points of comprehension, and the highest we players can start with is 30 points of comprehension. Moreover, it's harder to improve comprehension than your root bone. You'll need treasures or some extremely clever method to achieve that. If you want to reach the first form of the Nine Forms of Blood Sword, who knows when you'll have to wait, so just give up. "
Players had their starting aptitude settings. Players' starting Comprehension was set at 10, while their starting Innate Bone was set at 20. Aside from that, they also had 20 Talent Points. Each Talent Point could increase one Comprehension or two Innate Bone points. Wang Yan had heard about this many times in the past half a month, so when he heard Zhang Xiaobao's words, he naturally understood that the Nine Forms of Blood Sword was an ultimate sword art that the players couldn't learn in a short period of time. However, the problem was that Wang Yan wasn't a player, and his comprehension had reached 65 points.
Wang Yan didn't show any strange expression on his face, as if he had completely accepted Zhang Xiaobao's advice. However, when Zhang Xiaobao started to pick out the secret manuals, he walked to the skinny old man and said, "Senior, I've been wanting to ask for your advice for a long time, but unfortunately, the mountain has been sealed for a long time, so the 30-year-old Drunken Red and the Liu family's secret roast goose are not available. What do I need to ask for advice now?"
The skinny old man was originally lying on the rattan chair with his eyes closed, but when he heard Wang Yan's words, he couldn't help but open his eyes and sit up straight. After carefully looking at Wang Yan, he said, "What do you want to ask?"
"Blood Sword Finger and the Nine Forms of Blood Sword."
The skinny old man laughed and said, "I've heard the conversation between you and that brat. Why, you still don't want to give up?"
Wang Yan didn't say anything. He just looked at the skinny old man. The old man was a smart person. How could he not understand Wang Yan's intentions? He immediately stretched out three fingers. Wang Yan didn't waste any time. He took out three silver coins and placed them on the old man's hand.
After receiving the silver coins, the skinny old man laughed and said, "I don't know much about the Nine Forms of Blood Sword, so what that brat said should be true. In addition, the Nine Forms of Blood Sword is a step for every three moves, and the higher the level, the harder it is to understand. The difficulty of practicing even increases exponentially. Because of this, there is only one person in our Aojian Villa who can master all nine forms of the sword art every few decades, but these people are all geniuses.
But then again, for a sword art like the Nine Forms of Blood Sword, even if you only master one or two moves, it is enough to be your trump card, don't you think so? "
As the skinny old man spoke, he revealed a mouthful of yellow teeth and chuckled. When Wang Yan saw his smile, he felt as though his thoughts had been seen through. He quickly said, "That Blood Sword Finger …"
Without waiting for Wang Yan to finish, the skinny old man waved his hand and said, "You've only reached the fourth level of the Sword Origin Heart Sutra, and you haven't practiced the last two forms of the Blood Sword Finger, so it's too early to say anything. You just need to remember that there are five forms of the Blood Sword Finger, and each form has three changes. You can only master the fifteen changes if you understand them. If you want to go further, you need to practice the fifteen changes to the extent that you can freely combine them like eating and drinking.
It won't be too late for you to ask me at that time. "Speaking of this, the skinny old man finished. But maybe he thought that the three silver coins were too little, so the old man slowly pointed at Wang Yan with his right hand. The old man's sword finger was the first change of the first form, but with a slight twist of his wrist, the sword finger became the second change of the third form. The whole process was smooth without any hindrance.
Wang Yan was completely immersed in the changes of the skinny old man's finger. He even involuntarily stretched out his right hand and formed a sword finger to follow the skinny old man's changes, trying to figure out the mystery. The skinny old man didn't take it seriously. After all, Wang Yan hadn't learned the Blood Sword Finger completely, so he couldn't fully understand the true meaning and mystery of this set of finger techniques. Even if Wang Yan followed the skinny old man's movements bit by bit, he wouldn't be able to reach his realm.
But after a moment, the skinny old man found that he was wrong. He stared at Wang Yan's sword finger, and his eyes were full of surprise. It was because Wang Yan's sword finger seemed to be able to freely switch between the nine variations of the first three moves. Even though every single variation couldn't be said to be smooth, it could be said to be natural, and there wasn't the slightest bit of jerkiness or obstruction.
In the display of Wang Yan's martial arts information, the information of the Blood Sword Finger had also changed.
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