"Fellow fellows, since it's like this, I believe that the others have no interest in fighting. Let's disperse and spar again in the future, "Yang Gan said slowly when he saw the situation.
"Alright, after seeing Junior Brother fight twice, I indeed don't have much fighting spirit left," the red-browed youth said with a wry smile.
Then, he cupped his hands at the crowd and flew away on his red cloud.
The remaining Xue Ci and the others also took their leave with hearts full of thoughts.
In the blink of an eye, only Yang Gan and the youth surnamed Yun were left at the edge of the plaza.
"Brother Yun, is there anything else?" Seeing this, Yang Gan asked indifferently.
"Nothing much, I know that you've been cultivating a Baleful Yin Secret Technique recently and need some external assistance. Coincidentally, I obtained a small piece of Yin Essence Wood, it should be suitable for you." The youth surnamed Yun grinned and took out a piece of dead wood that emitted wisps of black gas and handed it to Yang Gan.
"Yin Essence Wood! This item is indeed very useful to me. Here are three thousand Spirit Stones, it should be enough to cover the value of this item. " Yang Gan's expression changed. He did not take the black wood, but instead took out a leather bag of Spirit Stones from his sleeve and threw it over.
"No need, I am willing to give this item to you." Although the black-faced youth caught the leather bag, he kept shaking his hands and was about to throw the Spirit Stones back.
"If Brother Yun does not want Spirit Stones, I do not dare to accept this piece of Yin Essence Wood." Seeing this, Yang Gan's voice sank.
The youth surnamed Yun could naturally hear the determination in the other's words. After a wry smile, he could only put away the leather bag.
Only then did Yang Gan's face relax under his mask. He raised his hand to receive the black wood and played with it for a while, his eyes revealing a joyful expression.
"By the way, can I see your true face again?" The youth surnamed Yun's expression gradually became a little strange when he saw this. For some reason, he muttered these words that came out of nowhere.
"What are you saying!" Yang Gan's hand that was playing with the black wood paused and his voice became bone-chilling.
"Hehe, if you are not willing, just pretend I didn't say anything." The youth's heart jumped and he hurriedly said with a few dry laughs.
"Fellow Daoist Yun, don't forget the oath you made back then. Unless I'm willing, you're not allowed to reveal my true identity, and don't even think about other things. It would be best if you could completely forget my true appearance. "Yang Gan touched the silver mask on his face and spoke in an eerie voice.
"Of course I remember this matter. It's just that your true appearance is so shocking, how can I forget it so easily?" The youth surnamed Yun replied with a sigh.
"Hmph, no matter what you think, you better remember it clearly. When you see my true appearance for the second time, it will be the time of your death. " Yang Gan said coldly. Then, he waved his sleeves and flew into the sky, leaving the area.
The youth with the surname Yun remained where he was, quietly watching Yang Gan's receding figure. It was as if he had completely lost his mind.
…
A black shadow swayed in front of the stone house!
Liu Ming descended from the sky and waved his sleeve in front of him. Immediately, an invisible force surged out and pushed the stone door open.
He moved again!
He entered the stone house, and at the same time, the door slowly closed.
Liu Ming sat cross-legged on the praying mat in the center of the house. He then raised his hand and placed it in front of his eyes.
The wound on the back of his palm had shockingly become a few faint traces of blood.
As his physical body became stronger, even if he didn't use any recovery lightning spells, just his own self-healing ability was enough to deal with normal small injuries.
He moved his five fingers, and after seeing that they were as nimble as before, he felt at ease and pulled.
After muttering to himself for a while, Liu Ming touched his sleeve with one hand and pulled out the cyan short sword. He held it in front of his eyes and examined it. At the same time, the snow-white long sword on Zhang Xiu Niang's back couldn't help but flash through his mind.
Although he didn't know what grade this girl's sword was, it wasn't likely to be a high grade totem. It was most likely a middle grade totem that was on par with the Cyan Moon Sword.
The power of the flying sword technique displayed by the opponent was indeed shocking, but he could faintly feel that Zhang Xiu Niang hadn't truly displayed the sword's power.
In other words, the purity of this genius disciple of the Heavenly Moon Sect's Fa Li was far from his.
But from another perspective, Zhang Xiu Niang's flying sword technique was even more frightening.
Liu Ming silently thought back to the scene when this girl had thrown the sword in her hand and then transformed it into a snow-white streak of light, easily defeating the sword light released by the Cyan Moon Sword.
It was very obvious that Zhang Xiu Niang's secret technique of directly activating the sword itself into sword light was much more profound than the sword techniques he was using now.
It seemed that he still had to comprehend the Great Symbol Sword Technique. He believed that with the mysteries of the book, there would definitely be similar high level secret techniques recorded within.
Before, his cultivation was not enough, so he couldn't comprehend more things. But now that he had become a Spirit Master, studying this book would definitely be very rewarding.
Thinking like this, Liu Ming put away the Cyan Moon Sword and slowly closed his eyes. He formed a hand seal with one hand, and a light flashed in his mind. A golden book appeared in his mind, and the pages slowly opened.
He sat cross-legged on the ground without moving, and began to quickly skim through the Great Symbol Sword Technique.
After a full two hours, his expression changed as he opened his eyes, revealing a pleasantly surprised expression.
"Great Symbol Defensive Sword Technique! There really is a sword technique that can control the sword itself to defeat the enemy! When this technique is practiced to the end, it can actually kill an enemy from a hundred miles away without leaving a trace. Even the techniques of becoming one with the sword and flying with the sword are powerful techniques derived from this technique. Very good, let me first see how this technique is practiced. "Liu Ming murmured with an extremely excited expression.
Before, the so-called "Defensive Sword Technique" that Zhang Xiu Niang practiced actually referred to the technique of becoming one with the sword.
It was just that normal cultivators liked to call this technique the Defensive Sword Technique.
After taking a deep breath, Liu Ming once again closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into his mind.
Just like this, time slowly passed. When Liu Ming opened his eyes again, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed.
Practicing the Defensive Sword Technique was actually this difficult! Not only did he have to remember countless sword gestures, but he also had to practice with his mental power over and over again in order to control the sword as he wished. Then, he had to stimulate the mysterious connection between the magic power in his body and the sword to unleash the flying sword's power to the extreme.
According to the description of the Defensive Sword Technique in the ancient records, although the power of the flying sword would be different depending on the level of proficiency, the technique was also divided into several levels, such as Beginner, Small Success, Large Success, and Great Perfection. Even at the same level of cultivation, the difference in power was like the difference between heaven and earth.
According to Liu Ming's estimation, the difficulty of practicing the Defensive Sword Technique was something that even the so-called "high level techniques" could not compare to.
If the cultivator's talent was not enough, they might forever be stuck at the beginner level.
As for the Defensive Sword Technique's becoming one with the sword, it required at least Small Success to be able to use it. As for flying with the sword, it was impossible to do without Large Success.
Before Zhang Xiuniang became a Spirit Master, she was able to comprehend becoming one with the sword. It was clear that she had the terrifying talent of the Sword Communication Body.
From Liu Ming's point of view, this exceptional disciple of the Heavenly Moon Sect's Defensive Sword Technique was only at the beginner level.
Otherwise, in the previous match, it would not have been as simple as using Sword Qi to injure the skin of his fist. Perhaps the sword would have been able to split open his palm.
Of course, if Zhang Xiuniang's Defensive Sword Technique had been trained to such a terrifying level, Liu Ming would not have used his fist to receive it. Instead, he would have activated the full power of the Heavy Water Droplet and flung it far away.
Of course, no matter what was said, this Defensive Sword Technique was a technique that could increase one's strength rapidly.
Although Liu Ming did not expect to be able to train this technique to the beginner level in a short two or three months, it was still possible for him to grasp the basics and use the Cyan Moon Sword to attack.
When Liu Ming thought of this, he immediately made up his mind and took out the short sword from his sleeve. He actually began to practice the orthodox Defensive Sword Technique.
This was different from normal Defensive Weapon Techniques. No matter how many times he threw the object in his hand into the air, the short sword would either stay in the air for a moment before falling down, trembling. Otherwise, it would flash wildly in the air, and the sharp Sword Qi released from the sword would not be able to truly condense into a shape …
Just like this, Liu Ming shut himself away in the stone house for half a month.
Just when he felt that he had finally grasped the knack of the Defensive Sword Technique, there was suddenly the sound of a bell outside the stone house!
Liu Ming had already been told about this, so he immediately knew that this was the alarm for the Sea Race. He hurriedly put away the short sword and stood up to push open the stone door.
When he walked outside with large strides, he saw that the entire city was in an uproar.
Within the huge city, flying boats and chariots flew into the air from the various Sect areas.
On the city walls, groups of armored soldiers rushed to the top of the city and quickly set up a huge glyph crossbow, aiming into the distance.
Liu Ming frowned and the black cloud under his feet lifted him up high. In the blink of an eye, he was several thousand feet in the air and could clearly see the situation near the huge city and in the distance.
At this time, all around the huge city, the dozen or so light silver towers all began to emit a strange light. At the same time, the objects hanging on the top of the towers began to hum non-stop. Moreover, the rhythm of the sound was the same, as if they were responding to each other.
At the same time, with the huge city as the center and the dozen or so towers as the fulcrum, an extremely huge silver formation was faintly forming.
In the distant horizon, there was a loud rumbling sound and a black line appeared out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, it became thicker and bigger, turning into a boundless black cloud that rolled over.
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