Although he was surprised, when he felt the fluctuation in his heart, he immediately guarded his mind and returned to his original calmness.
At this time, he observed carefully and found the incongruity of the Holy Son of Hell's move.
'Yes, the last move of the Cold Light Wave Sword is a Dharma Manifestation move. The last move, Cold Sky Sword, is the original form of the martial way.'
The Cold Light Wave Sword was the last incarnation that he had cultivated. It was a magic sword forged from the cold air of heaven and earth. However, the Holy Son of Hell's level had clearly regressed to the Human Manifestation Realm. His martial way had been shattered. How could he have created this magic sword?
Therefore, after careful observation, Zuo Zhicheng discovered that although the Holy Son of Hell's move had a concept, it was not the real Cold Sky Sword. It was a simulation of the power of the mind.
"I didn't expect you to be able to deduce the Cold Sky Sword just by looking at the bits and pieces of my martial arts."
Hearing this, the Holy Son of Hell replied, "So this move is called Cold Sky Sword. It lives up to its name.
When I saw you use the Cold Light Wave Sword, I always felt that the first six moves were not enough. There should be a seventh move after that. It took me a long time to deduce this move. "
Zuo Zhicheng's five fingers moved continuously, like flowers blooming and wilting every spring and winter. It represented the passage of time year after year. It demonstrated a concept of the passage of time. "Why, do you want to cultivate the Cold Light Wave Sword Dharma Manifestation? I see that with your cultivation level, it won't be long before you can attempt the Dharma Manifestation again. "
The Holy Son of Hell shook his head. "It's not enough. Whether it's my Hell King or this Cold Light Wave Sword, they are all other people's martial arts. In the end, I can't put my heart and soul into it. With this kind of martial arts, even if I reach the Void Refinement realm, it will be difficult for me to achieve great things in the future. "
The Holy Son of Hell was right. No matter how powerful these two martial arts were, they were still other people's martial arts. Using other people's martial arts as the ideal martial way incarnation was tantamount to admitting that the creator of the martial arts was superior to himself. This kind of martial way incarnation was bound to have flaws.
Only his own martial arts could make him focus wholeheartedly and gather all his confidence. No matter what kind of situation he faced, he would have the confidence to win.
The Holy Son of Hell looked at Zuo Zhicheng and observed the changes in his moves. "The martial arts of the Tianhe Sect? Looks like you've gained a lot during this time. "
"That's right. This time, I've obtained a lot of martial arts from the Skyriver Sect. I want to completely digest the martial arts from the Underworld Sect, the Skyriver Sect, and my own martial arts. Finally, I'll condense my own true meaning of martial arts and break through to the Dharma stage."
The Holy Son of Hell laughed. "I've already learned your Cold Light Wave Sword. Aren't you afraid that I'll learn the martial arts of the Milky Way Sect? I have experience in the Dharma Idol Realm and the Void Refinement Realm. Even if I condense my true intent again, I will definitely be faster than you. "
"If you can learn it, then go ahead and learn it. The stronger you are, the better it will be for the tempering of my mental power."
The two of them hadn't really started fighting yet, but their words had already started a battle of martial arts and language. Every word and every sentence was like a knife and spear that stabbed at the other's soul.
The Holy Son of Hell laughed. His move, Cold Sky Cast My Sword, had already turned into thousands of sword shadows and cold light, piercing toward Zuo Zhicheng. Zuo Zhicheng had the Time Plate, the most profound skill of the Tianhe Sect, in one hand, and the Nirvana of Hell from the Hell Soul-Cleansing Scripture in the other. The two forces crushed toward the cold light that filled the sky.
Both of them used very little of their physical strength and mainly used their mental power to fight each other.
In such a constant collision of martial arts wills, beliefs, and artistic conception, Zuo Zhicheng felt that his mental power was getting sharper and sharper, like a knife. Moreover, he became more skilled in all kinds of martial arts. He could freely switch between different martial arts of different sects, and this kind of connection became smoother and smoother.
The Holy Son of Hell opposite him was like a huge furnace, gathering all of Zuo Zhicheng's martial arts together, burning fiercely and smelting them together.
As Zuo Zhicheng's various martial arts combined more and more closely, the power of the Holy Son of Hell seemed to become more and more unpredictable. It was as if the temperature of the furnace was getting higher and higher, and Zuo Zhicheng inside the furnace was getting hotter and hotter.
…
The next morning, before dawn, Zuo Zhicheng, who had not slept at all after practicing martial arts for the whole night, was already sitting upright in a hall. A large area in the hall had been cleared, and there were only a few tables and chairs left.
Zuo Zhicheng sat on a chair, holding a roll of animal skin in his hand and looking at it carefully. It was given to him by the Quites, and recorded the relevant information about the Totem Warriors.
Ever since he came back, Zuo Zhicheng had been cultivating or studying almost all the time. Now that he had the time to look at the information in his hands, it was a rare moment of relaxation for his brain.
"Do I need the shaman or witch doctor in the tribe to pray?" Zuo Zhicheng looked at this and touched his chin, "This is something I don't know. There are no witch doctors or shamans in Sea Capital. Even if there were, it would be impossible to get those superstitious guys to pray for me and perform a mysterious ritual."
Although there were many things that he did not understand about the Totem Warriors, Zuo Zhicheng was not in a hurry. After all, reading this was like reading a book for him to relax. He already had too many things to prepare and study about his martial arts and Taoist magic arts. Things like totems were just icing on the cake, and it did not matter if he did not have them.
Just as Zuo Zhicheng was relaxing, there was a knock on the door, and Ji Nanxian's voice came from outside, "Sir, may I come in?"
"Come in." After Ji Nanxian came in, Zuo Zhicheng looked at the information in his hand for a while. After about ten minutes, he put the information in his hand back into the Mouth of the Underworld. He now carried all kinds of important treasures and information with him in the Void Space, which was convenient and safe.
Even Ji Nanxian stood respectfully to the side, not saying a word. After Zuo Zhicheng put away the information, she said with concern, "Sir, didn't you sleep last night? If you feel tired, you can sleep for a while. "
Zuo Zhicheng looked at Ji Nanxian with interest and asked, "How did you know that I didn't sleep?"
"I guessed because you didn't change your clothes, and your sleeves were folded, exactly the same as yesterday."
Zuo Zhicheng looked at his clothes and said, "My observation and memory are good. But in addition, it's also because you and Xu Hongfei asked a lot about me, right? "
Ji Nanxian was surprised, but Zuo Zhicheng continued, "It's rare for someone your age to do that. But I don't need to sleep. I can stay awake for a long time. "
He looked at Ji Nanxian and said, "From now on, I will teach you for an hour every week on this morning. Because I'm very busy, I only have one hour. You have to cherish it.
But it depends on your situation whether you want to learn martial arts or Taoist magic arts during this hour. " Zuo Zhicheng took out a book from his arms and said, "You are very smart, but I have to see what kind of intelligence you have.
Today I will teach you the content of this book, which is the Way of Investigating Things. In a week, I will arrange an exam for you to see which one suits you better, Martial Arts or Taoist magic arts. "
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