After hearing the words, Liu Ming thought for a while, then he took out eight upper grade spirit stones from the cloth bag around his waist and handed them to the middle-aged woman. After that, he kept the white jade box and left the shop without saying a word.
A few days ago, after returning to the Sect, he did not rush back to his cave house. Instead, he went to the Sect's market again and purchased a lot of green condensing fruits from many different shops.
It was the first time he saw this batch of three hundred years old fruits. It was enough to improve the medicinal power of his elixir by a lot. After he took all of them, he flew back to the cave house.
As soon as he stepped into the cave house, he closed the door tightly and hung a 'Reject Guest' notice, then he strode straight into the alchemy room.
This time, the door of the alchemy room was closed for more than a month.
When the door of the alchemy room opened again, a young man with messy hair and a shabby green shirt walked out. It was Liu Ming.
And there were more than forty cold condensing pills in the storage amulet around his waist.
He patted the dust on his green shirt. After thinking for a moment in the hall, he turned and walked to the cave house's secret room.
In the secret room.
Liu Ming sat cross-legged in the center with a jade box in front of him. There were several silver elixirs in it. He gently picked one up with two fingers, put it in his mouth, and closed his eyes to adjust his breath.
This cold condensing pill did not melt in his mouth like other elixirs, but it slid directly into his abdomen. The next moment, he felt a cold air spread in his abdomen, and it began to swim in his meridians.
At this time, in his dantian, there was a warm feeling, then a steady stream of spiritual power gushed out from it, and it once again converged into his limbs.
After Liu Ming felt a heat all over his body, another cold air quickly condensed in his abdomen …
Under the cycle of hot and cold, Liu Ming felt that the spiritual power in his body was slowly increasing.
After cultivating behind closed doors for more than half a month, after taking about twenty cold condensing pills, he finally made up for the spiritual power lost by the mysterious bubble. His realm also naturally recovered to the Condensation Period later stage.
At this time, Liu Ming didn't mean to leave the secret room in a hurry, but he immediately closed his eyes and couldn't help but read the Tai Gang Sword Tactics in his Divine Thought.
With his current cultivation, he could already cultivate the other two sword cultivator abilities.
The first was called "Sword Finger". According to the Tai Gang Sword Tactics, as long as the sword embryo spirit was planted in the body and the spiritual power was cultivated to a certain level, the spiritual power in the body could simulate the sword qi and directly shoot it out with the finger. Although the power was not as strong as the real sword, the advantage was that it was easy to use. In some cases, it could even play the role of surprising and seriously injuring the opponent.
The Sword Finger in Tai Gang Sword Tactics could use a unique method to cultivate the sword qi into a spiral shape, making the power far better than similar mystic arts of other sword tactics.
However, because of this, Tai Gang Sword Finger had a high requirement for the tenacity of the cultivator's meridians. If he didn't meet the requirements and forcefully cultivated it, or the cultivation was improper, it might cause the meridians to rupture, or the sword qi in the body would lose control and explode. Therefore, the general Condensation Period later stage cultivator really couldn't cultivate this technique.
But for Liu Ming who had cultivated the Dark Bone Secret Art and Tiger Dragon Hell Prison, this was naturally a piece of cake.
As for the second magical power, it was the body and sword fusion that Liu Ming had long dreamed of.
When he first met Ye Tianmei in Shituo Mountain that day, Liu Ming witnessed the terrifying power of this body and sword fusion technique.
It was just that this kind of magical power could only be displayed when the Sword Controlling Technique was practiced to the initial success level.
Although Liu Ming hadn't deliberately practiced the Sword Cultivator technique in recent years, he frequently used the Sword Controlling Technique in battles with others. In addition, he fought with the Demonized Lan Xi in the Illusive Demonic Pupil illusion. He used the Sword Controlling Technique countless times, so his mastery of it had reached the initial success level. Therefore, he could also practice the body and sword fusion.
If he practiced this magical power, he must drip a drop of blood essence into the sword every day, and he had to use the relevant symbols mentioned in Tai Gang Sword Tactics to refine it for seven days and seven nights before he could master it.
In a sense, this magical power was also the basic technique of the real sword flying technique.
So Liu Ming immediately memorized these two parts of the sword tactics, preparing to use all the remaining materials for alchemy while practicing these two Sword Cultivator techniques.
On a certain day a month later, a series of crackling and popping sounds came out from the cave abode.
During this period, in addition to refining the cold condensing pill, Liu Ming spent the rest of the time comprehending and practicing this magical power of the finger sword. He seemed to have reached the beginner level, and he could use it.
Liu Ming in the secret room tapped lightly on a gray boulder of ten meters in the corner of the secret room with one hand, then he flicked his finger.
With a "chi" sound, a vast expanse of white Sword Qi shot out. The boulder was penetrated in an instant, leaving an inch-sized hole.
Liu Ming raised his mouth slightly, raised one arm, and flicked a few times in the direction of the boulder.
The sound of breaking through the air was loud!
A series of sword qi blasted out from his fingertips, and they all went into the boulder in a flash.
At the next moment, there were five half-inch-sized holes on the boulder, but these holes were only about a foot deep, and they didn't penetrate the boulder.
If this finger sword was condensed and launched by a single finger, the condensed sword qi in the body would be relatively concentrated, and the power would be great.
If the finger flicked instantly, although the power was small, the time to condense qi would be greatly shortened. From condensing sword qi to launching from the fingertips, it was almost completed in an instant.
With Liu Ming's current spiritual power, he could launch five sword qi instantaneously at most.
In contrast, although the sword light transformed by the sword weapon was more powerful, it would inevitably take some time to launch. It was definitely not as convenient and hidden as this finger sword.
When Liu Ming first started to practice the finger sword, he had encountered some problems, such as how to control the direction of the sword qi.
When he channeled the sword gesture for the first time to force the sword qi from his body to his fingertips, an inch-sized transparent light ball condensed on his fingertips, and he lost control of it in the blink of an eye. The light ball burst apart when it was just a few ten meters away from his hand.
After more than ten days of continuous practice, he finally trained the sword qi to the state where he could freely control it, and he could control the power of the finger sword by adjusting the time of condensing qi.
At this moment, while Liu Ming was thinking, he changed the gesture in his mind. A white sword qi that was obviously much thicker than before immediately spun and bounced out. It flashed into the gray boulder in the far corner.
This was the spiral-shaped sword qi that he officially channeled.
"Boom", there was a burst sound.
The gray boulder exploded in an instant, and the densely packed gravel shot out in all directions in an instant.
Liu Ming's face was slightly startled when he saw this. Although he knew that the finger sword technique recorded in Tai Gang Sword Tactics was much more powerful than the ordinary finger sword, the scene in front of him was still beyond his expectation.
Such an amazing power was almost no less than the sword light released by an official sword weapon. If ordinary cultivators of the same level were to take this finger sword without any defense, their protective aura would be broken instantly, and they would be seriously injured.
After the joy in Liu Ming's heart, he quickly returned to calmness.
He then spent another half a month to refine all the remaining materials into elixir, then he sat cross-legged again and carefully meditated on the body and sword fusion mystic art.
After another ten days, after Liu Ming almost understood this sword technique, he resolutely began to sacrifice to the sword weapon.
After he flicked his sleeve, the small crimson sword flew out. After a spin, it became five meters in size and floated in the air twenty meters away from Liu Ming.
He lifted a finger and forced a drop of blood essence from it. He changed his gesture and gently pointed at the blood essence. The blood essence instantly blasted at the flying sword.
As soon as the blood essence entered the sword, it turned into a blood silk that wandered on the sword. The small sword suddenly trembled and made a buzzing sound.
Seeing this, Liu Ming silently recited the sword gesture in his heart. At the same time, his ten fingers kept changing gestures, and they all disappeared into the small sword.
Suddenly, after the surface of the crimson flying sword flashed wildly a few times, the crimson runes lit up, and it emitted a dazzling light.
A strange scene appeared.
Wisps of red glow appeared out of thin air on the surface of the flying sword, and they slowly drifted toward Liu Ming. They lingered around him layer by layer.
After a while, Liu Ming was wrapped tightly in the glow, and he closed his eyes and stopped moving.
One day and one night later, Liu Ming opened his eyes and stopped his gesture. The next moment, the crimson light in front of him faded, revealing Li Mina's flying sword body again.
At the same time, the crimson glow around Liu Ming also dissipated.
He raised one hand and forced a drop of blood essence from his fingertip again. He flicked it on the flying sword again, and it quickly merged into it …
7 days and 7 nights later, in the center of the secret room, a mass of crimson light rolled violently, and a long roar came out from it.
"Bang", the light burst open, revealing the figure sitting cross-legged inside.
"Collect."
Liu Ming groaned and waved in the air with one hand. The small crimson sword in front of him suddenly let out a sweet sound as the light converged. It circled in the air and flew into his sleeve.
"This mystic art of body and sword fusion is really amazing. It can actually transform the sword light released by the spiritual sword and merge it into my body." After Liu Ming pondered for a while, he murmured excitedly, then he closed his eyes and continued to meditate.
A few days later.
In the hall of Liu Ming's cave house, there was a whistling sound from time to time.
A crimson sword light flashed from the hall, and it appeared at the end of the passage the next moment. In the blink of an eye, the red light flashed, and the escape light returned to the hall.
The speed was so fast that it was as fast as lightning!
Suddenly, the crimson brilliance faded, revealing a young man holding a crimson spiritual sword.
It was Liu Ming.
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