(I have been away from home these two days, and I have been relying on my brothers for monthly tickets, red tickets, etc.... I will not be short of two updates every day...)

With the ability to fight happily without leaving any effort, Chen Xun was indescribable and he improved his mastery of the Barbarian Soul Sword Technique. He felt that his qi and blood were about to be exhausted, so he stopped the sword force, stood aside with a slightly pale face, and asked Zongsang: "Uncle, what is the five powers of my long sword?"

Zong Sang was afraid of hurting Chen Xun, so he wanted to keep his remaining momentum. In this way, Chen Xun's full-strength attack would be difficult to deal with easily. He stopped and was sweating profusely, laughing and applauding:

"You guys, you said it's five forces. Do you think you had a few hundred swords when you attacked me just now?"

He looked at the white frost all over the ground, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said,

"I said I was sweating all over my head when I had sex with you. Why did I feel colder and colder as I got? It turned out that it was frosting again?"

"You blind guy, where is there frost ten meters beside you?" Nan Liao saw that Zong Sang and Chen Xun had been fighting for a long time, but he didn't notice the wonders of Chen Xun's Xuan's skill, and scolded him with a smile.

Zong Sang then noticed that he was in the frost, and the sunset was shining warmly ten meters away. He took a breath of cold air and said, "What mysterious skill are you practicing? Why is it so strange?"

He was severely injured in the body of the Great Gufeng. The soul sea itself surged and the divine flowers were filled with six-armed trolls. He absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to reshape the injured body. Among them, the extremely cold and mysterious energy was the most majestic.

Su Tang said that he was already a Xuanhan spiritual body, and the soul and soul essence naturally became Xuanhan attribute.

When Zong Sang fought with Chen Xun, he was not affected much. The main reason was that he already had the cultivation level of the ninth level of the Barbarian Martial Arts. If he had just advanced to the seventh level of the blood exchange, it would never be so easy in front of Chen Xun's sword.

When Chen Xun broke into the village, he could easily kill two powerful enemies from the Shandong tribe, one injured and one died, which showed the power of Xuanhan's spiritual body.

Nan Liao thought Chen Xun had recovered some memories, and now he practiced the mysterious skills of his family. He pulled Zongsang for a while and told him not to ask more questions.

Nan Liao dispersed the onlookers again and asked them to do whatever they should do. After watching Chen Xun fight with Zong Sang, he truly confirmed that Chen Xun is indeed of the upper-level barbarian martial arts.

In addition to integrating the secret fist of Dapeng into the sword skills, Chen Xun could make the air condense into frost and extremely cold evil spirits, and his power was even more amazing.

As for Chen Xun's long time to use the barbarian martial arts with all his strength, Nan Liao saw it far exceeds other upper-level barbarian martial arts who had just advanced to the seventh level of blood exchange. He secretly felt that the barbarian soul he had practiced was so pure and powerful, but in fact it was a slight difference from the barbarian martial arts at the peak of the ninth level.

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The secret of Fu Yuangong cannot be taught privately by outsiders; since the sea of ​​souls and spiritual energy shaping matters have been hidden for so many years, and have never told Grandpa Zongtu, Chen Xun will naturally not mention it again.

When he sat down at the stone hall, he used the extremely cold mysterious energy to enter his body and double-hardened his muscles, bones, skin and flesh, Chen Xun still told Nan Liao, Zongsang, Grandpa Zongtu and others that he knew without reservation.

These insights are still very superficial. They are nothing in the aristocratic sects that have been passed down for a long time. However, the black pythons that have been destroyed to such a decline are extremely valuable.

Nan Liao and Zong Sang are both at the peak of the ninth level of the Manchu Martial Arts. I don’t know when the first drop of the Manchu true blood will be condensed and the return of the fetus realm will be entered. However, Chen Xun’s insights are still very useful to them.

This means that even if they cannot enter the Return of the Body Realm, their cultivation and strength will still have room for further improvement, which means that they can break through new limits and reach a new peak again.

Chen Xun guessed that most of the nine-level barbarians are difficult to enter the Return of the Body Realm. In fact, the purity level of qi and blood training and the strength of the body are far from reaching the level of condensed Xianman's true blood.

The so-called peak is actually far from the peak. Only by using different polar spiritual energy to carry out multiple tempering and constantly tempering the muscles, bones, skin, flesh, qi, blood, bone marrow, and to a new extreme can we continuously shorten the gap in the realm of entering the fetal return.

Especially after the seventh level of blood exchange and eighth level of marrow changes, and when the ninth level of blood coagulation, there is no longer a clear training goal, it is likely that after reaching the ninth level, the more important thing is to constantly break through the existing limits without being affected by the so-called peak and keeping the pace of continuous improvement.

Even the mysterious spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence, strength and weakness, are very different in practice. Chen Xun went deep into the lake and wasteland to practice hard for several months, and had a deep feeling about these.

"What A Xun said, we have really benefited a lot. This may be a way for us to break through our existing cultivation level." Nan Liao sighed. He also told Chen Xun some of his insights on practicing the barbarian soul without reservation, hoping that both of them could gain something.

Chen Xun said to Grandpa Zongtu: "Grandpa, the black python has emerged in many powerful people, and has also had Tianman who competed with the peerless strong people in the Tianyuan Realm. Why do their cultivation experiences have no barbarians recorded the past? "

Wu Gongzongtu sighed: "In addition to the Manchu inheritance of the Manchu Martial Arts, the most important thing is the Barbarian Master, and the Barbarian Master has the highest status in the tribe. Because many secret techniques are taught by the Barbarian Master, but there is no record of the Barbarian Literature. This is also the rule passed down by ancestors..."

Only then did Chen Xun know why the black python had declined like this. Although this secret method can consolidate the status of the barbarian master in the tribe, once the barbarian master accidentally dies, the barbarian martial arts will easily break the inheritance.

However, there is a lack of effective communication between barbarian masters, and their respective trainees are built in isolation, and their training paths are usually getting narrower and narrower.

In comparison, although the Yunzhou aristocratic sects are extremely vigilant, the various cultivation experiences and secret techniques of the aristocratic sects are recorded in the text. In addition to ensuring the continuous inheritance, the inheritance system is also constantly improving.

Chen Xun took out the silk book "The Remnant Explanation of the Daoyun" written by Taoist Qingmu, handed it to Grandpa Zongtu, and said, "Although the silk book still has many confusions, I remember it all in my heart. The silk book may be of greater significance to stay in the black python."

Wu Gongzong understood the meaning of Chen Xun. Although this silk book was not very profound, it was the first barbarian martial arts training notes to get out of the secret shackles. The black python was about to be revived, perhaps this was the right way.

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Chen Xun said that he wanted to integrate the secret fist of Dapeng into the Jiuyou Spike, but after thinking hard for several days, he realized that this was not an easy task.

Chen Xun's soul sea is transformed by the blood of six-armed trolls. It is much more pure and precious than the ancient bloodline that is coming out now. The spiritual wisdom and spiritual consciousness produced are far less than Su Tang's state of mind. Only when practicing barbarian martial arts practices can he have such a high level of understanding.

However, even so, Chen Xun was in front of Gushan Stone Village. He saw more than a thousand wild tribes asking wolves to chew on them, leaving behind broken limbs and bones all over the ground. His mind and soul fell into a state of unspeakable sadness. He suddenly developed spiritual wisdom when the attack of the green wolf, and stimulated the fighting instincts possessed by the six-armed trolls' blood. He accidentally integrated the Taoist meaning of the Dapeng Secret Fist into the black sheath long sword, and used it completely through this.

The integration of Dapeng's secret fist into the sword skills is just that the five postures of Dapeng's secret fist on the soul sea has slightly changed, and the fissure momentum is transformed into sword momentum. This is a very difficult thing for others.

The Nine Nether Spear itself evolved from the "Reverse Scale" of the Martial Soul Warriors inherited by the Black Python for thousands of years. If the two Martial Soul Warriors are integrated with each other, the difficulty will be increased by a hundred times or more than a thousand times.

The mind produces all forms, and all things are one mind.

Chen Xun knew that in theory, there was a possibility of fusion between the two barbarian soul wars, but he could not do it himself.

Even if he can integrate the five postures of Dapeng's secret fist into the spear technique, he is still two completely different barbarian soul warfare from the reverse scale. When using it, the soul sea needs to visualize different barbarian soul phases to switch and fight with the enemy, but it will lose its energy and greatly weaken its power.

Chen Xun was already a mysterious cold body at this time, which was an extremely rare spiritual body for the true Qi Refining Cultivator, but Su Tang was not very clear about whether martial arts cultivator was good or bad.

After spring, the ice and snow melted, and the extreme cold and mysterious energy between heaven and earth disappeared without a trace. Chen Xun was not busy practicing the Fuyuan Gong that Su Tang taught him.

In the next ten days, Chen Xun carefully painted this trip to the lake and wastelands and hundreds of herbs that Su Tang had learned to identify on the animal skin.

Some herbs are unique to the lake and wasteland, and some herbs also grow in the Mangyaling; after the Su family, they will open the commercial road from Canglan City to Mangyaling North Mountain, and there will be continuous vendors coming down from Canglan City.

Even if these herbs cannot be refined in the village, they can still exchange some scarce products with the caravans from Canglan City.

In addition, Chen Xun was mainly practicing the Dragon Binding Art in the village.

Although Chen Xun only knows the first level of the Dragon Binding Art, he also has the foundation for practicing spiritual knowledge.

Don’t look at Chen Xun’s keen spiritual sense at this time, and he can even sense a weak aura hundreds of meters away. However, according to the standards of returning to the fetus realm, his spiritual consciousness is as thin as a gossip and has not yet been able to perform magic.

For Chen Xun at this time, the Dragon Binding Art combined with the archery technique has the mystery of the arrow being shot without any loss, which is enough to make him spend a lot of effort to practice.

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One day, Chen Xun returned from the deep mountains of Mangyaling to practice. Seeing that there were many people surrounding the village, he thought that the Su family had finally arrived at the northern mountain of Mangyaling, and walked into the village with great anticipation.

Chen Xun walked into the stone hall but saw Gu Jianfeng, the son of Gu Hu, sitting inside with several barbarians from the Heishan tribe.

"Axun, Jianfeng is here on behalf of the Heishan tribe. First, I would like to thank you for your life-saving grace, and second, I would like to send a gift to shake hands with my black python..." Wu Gongzongtu grabbed a broken bone staff in his hand, waved with a smile, and asked Chen Xun to sit over.

No one came to Canglan, but after hearing this news, Chen Xun was also very happy. The tribe had been killed for many years, and it was difficult to let go of hatred and shake hands and make peace. This would win the opportunity for the black python to rest and rest.

At this time, the Black Python clan had less than a thousand people. Except for Zongtu, Zongsang and Nanliao, no one had advanced to the upper level of Martial Arts. It was difficult to establish a foothold in the northern mountain of Mangyaling. Even if it won the opportunity to rest for three or five years, it would have no meaning to the Black Python.

Although Gu Jianfeng was only sixteen years old, he helped his father Gu Hu look at the affairs of the clan since he was a child. His face had long been cleared from his childishness and seemed smart and capable.

Gu Hu may still be wary of the black python, so it is also suitable to let his son Gu Jianxing come to the black python.

The slightly thin face of Gu Jianfeng is like a knife and axe. His eyes are bright and energetic. His bulging muscles are full of strength. He stands up like a mountain, not even shorter than Zongsang. When he sits with Grandpa Zongtu, Nan Liao, Zongsang and others, his momentum is not weaker, and his mood is actually stronger than the sixth level of Martial Martial Arts he possesses at this time.

It's only two or three years away from Huohou, and the ancient swordsman can be promoted to the seventh level and become a real upper-level barbarian martial artist.

Speaking of which, Zong Ya and Zong Ling’s qualifications may not be stronger than Gu Jianfeng.

Seeing Gu Jianfeng standing up to salute, Chen Xun rubbed his hands and said with a smile:

"That day, I shot a few arrows from Brother Gu in front of the village. Brother Gu was not used to it, but instead mentioned the previous tricks. I'm sorry."

"In front of Axun Village, you are kindly willing to save Jianfeng's life. How could Jianfeng not understand?"

Gu Jianfeng said respectfully that when Wild Horse Creek was in danger, he was still in shock and had not looked at Chen Xun carefully. At this time, he saw that Chen Xun's childish face was indeed two or three years younger than him, but when he stood in front of him, he had a demeanor that was so deep that he could not see the depth.

Why did the black python let a horse in the black mountain? Gu Jianfeng didn't know the details, but he guessed that the boy in front of him must have played a role, and he was still grateful in his heart, and continued,
Chapter completed!