A Good Romance
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On the fourth day, Hu Niu was waiting there. After being glared at by Ling Han, the little girl put her hands on her hips and laughed loudly, pulling Ling Han with her to barbecue. She didn't have a good habit of doing things. A while ago, she said she was going to work hard on cultivation, but a few days later, she became lazy again.
What was unconvincing was that her cultivation actually improved so quickly. A few days ago, she broke through to the Flower Blossom Tier without a sound, and her battle prowess was immeasurably strong.
These days, he rested peacefully, forgetting all pressure, and only enjoying the love of his parents and the tenderness of his beauties. Meanwhile, Ling Han made astonishing progress in Martial Art.
The Sword Qi he grasped astonishingly reached nineteen flashes, ushering in a period of great explosion, but twenty flashes was another barrier, and he would probably be stuck for a while. Additionally, he finally grasped two bone patterns.
One was obtained from the old Vicious Mongoose, and the other from an unknown Beast King.
The old Vicious Mongoose's bone pattern was a kind of support-type martial arts technique, and even Ling Han didn't know if it could be called a martial arts technique. It was only a kind of Spirit Pattern, but when attached to Sword Qi, it could greatly increase the Sword Qi's destructive power. It itself had no offensive ability, and could only be classified as support-type.
This was very practical, and Ling Han even felt that its effect surpassed that of the other bone pattern.
That was a martial arts technique that could shoot out Cold Ice Blades, but Ling Han now grasped the Mystical Power of Annihilating Dragon Star Arrow, so his long-range attack was actually quite powerful. But thinking about it, Annihilating Dragon Star Arrow needed a certain amount of time to accumulate power before it could be shot out, and it was a true super-long-range attack, while this Cold Ice Blade was a medium-short range attack, so it could actually form a supplement.
Anyway, having more skills was never a burden, and every skill might have its own use.
Next, he was going to the middle state, so the Mysterious Three Thousand definitely couldn't be used carelessly. Otherwise, if he provoked the old monster of the Heaven's Sword Sect, it wouldn't be a joke. Thus, he flipped through the skills again, and found a sword technique.
Desolate Hell Sword.
This was something that Ling Han had obtained from an ancient site. It was said that this sword art was inherited from a strange force known as the Ancient Monks. This sword art was divided into eight moves: Ferry people, ferry demons, and ferry the common people. The first seven moves were compassionate, leaving one a chance of survival and focusing on defense. Only the last move was incomparably ferocious, as if it was possessed by the devil.
Of course, this was a Heaven Ranked Martial Technique. It was also the only sword-type Heaven Ranked Martial Technique that Ling Han had grasped. Thus, although this Sword Technique was somewhat strange, Ling Han still decided to practice it.
When cultivating a Heaven Ranked Martial Technique, one needed to grasp its will. Only then could one comprehend the will of Martial Art and bring out the full might of the Martial Technique.
Thus, if he wanted to completely grasp the Desolation Hell Sword, then Ling Han had to have a heart that bemoaned the state of the universe and pitied the fate of mankind when he executed the first seven moves of the Desolation Hell, whereas, when he executed the last move, he transformed into an Asura Devil King from hell and destroyed everything.
As he practiced the sword, he also experienced the mental state of the ancestor who created this sword technique, and his understanding of the Sword Dao deepened a lot.
'However, practicing someone else's technique, no matter how strong it is, it's still someone else's technique. Everyone has their own path. Even if it's the same path of a ruler or the path of emotionlessness, it can't be completely the same.
Thus, if one wants to be the strongest, one must create their own Martial Technique.
For example, the Rain Emperor created the Son of Heaven Fist Technique. It may not be the strongest fist technique, but it's the fist technique that best suits the Rain Emperor. As his cultivation level increases, the power of the fist technique will also increase, and in the end, it will reach great accomplishment. Only the heights that the Rain Emperor will be able to reach in the future is unknown.
Since I'm specialized in the sword in this life, then I'll create a Sword Technique, a Sword Dao that belongs to me, and improve as my cultivation level increases.
I've had this idea before, but I've never put it into practice. Now that I've advanced into the Flower Blossom Tier, it's time to put it on the agenda.
As Ling Han cultivated the Desolation Hell Sword, he deduced the Sword Dao and carried on accumulating knowledge. One day, he would accumulate enough knowledge to unleash it, and with a moment of enlightenment, he might have inspiration.
Not only him, but the cultivation of Liu Yutong and the others, after experiencing a period of stagnation, began to soar again. Although it wasn't as exaggerated as before, it was still faster than most people.
Ling Han naturally took care of Ling Dongxing the most. Only three months passed, and Ling Dongxing advanced into the Spiritual Ocean Tier. This speed was frighteningly fast.
Blindly pursuing cultivation level wasn't good. It was like pulling up seedlings to help them grow, hurting a martial artist's foundation and affecting their future potential. However, Ling Han had no choice. After all, his father wasn't young anymore, and if he didn't quickly reach the ninth layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier and save enough time to charge into the Flower Blossom Tier, then Ling Dongxing might only have a mere hundred years of lifespan.
In this life, he finally had parents, and Ling Han was confident that he would definitely become a god, so he obviously didn't want to spend a short few decades with his parents. Thus, he had to at least let his parents advance into the Flower Blossom Tier, so that after he became a god, he would have time to find divine medicine and refine it into a divine pill, allowing his parents to become gods in one step.
His relationship with Zhu Xuan Er and the other two girls also became more and more harmonious. Although they didn't have too intimate contact, their feelings deepened day by day. Zhu Xuan Er, on the other hand, didn't dare to let Ling Han hug her anymore because of the "Broken Bones" incident. Even if she glanced at Ling Han's lower body, she would blush, extremely beautiful.
This night, after Ling Han finished cultivating, he also went to bed to rest, and soon emitted thin and long breathing sounds.
Even if he advanced into the Flower Blossom Tier and left the mortal world, sleep was still the fastest and best way to recover Spirit Power. Thus, even if he didn't sleep for half a month, he would still be full of energy, but he would still sleep on time every night.
However, tonight was a bit unpeaceful.
Ling Han suddenly opened his eyes. He discovered that the window moved, and two sword-wielding people entered. The moonlight was clear, reflecting a cold light on the swords.
Ling Han sneered inwardly. They actually stole from him, were they seeking death?
He was just about to make a move, but was startled. With his eyesight, he could see things clearly even in the dark, so he naturally saw the appearance of these two people, and he actually knew these two thieves.
He deliberately snorted and sat up on the bed.
Shua, shua, two swords were immediately pressed against his neck, and a female voice was heard. "Don't move, or else I'll take your life."
"Sister, don't scare him. What if this guy is timid and screams instead?" another female voice was heard.
This scene was really familiar.
"You shut up!" the elder sister reprimanded.
The younger sister snorted, still unconvinced. What she said was very reasonable.
Ling Han smiled, and said, "Don't worry, I'm very bold, I won't scream."
The two sisters were startled. They certainly saw bold people, but bold to such an extent was really rare. You're too f * * * * * * calm, don't you know there are two swords pressed against your neck?
Hong!
At this moment, a loud sound was heard from outside, and a mighty voice rang out. "People in the town, get out!"
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