Chapter 4: The Terrible Magical Understanding of Terror

Elderly Peak.

Luo Qingqi is in the courtyard and is watering a flower and grass.

In addition to cultivation, she enjoys this kind of leisurely mood, so most of them will do it in person, watching the spring and winter, and everything breeds, and it is not a way to realize the heavenly path.

Put the kettle down on your hand and smoke it all.

She remembered a rumor she had heard after leaving the morning, and her great apprentice, Huo Zhenshan, seemed to have caused a storm.

“Wonder the wind?”

Luo Qing frowned slightly.

No one knows the two students better than her.

Huo Zhenshan was the first apprentice she received, when she was only 15 years old, began to practice at the age of 14, in just half a year, from the first level of the body to the fourth level of the body, the efficiency of cultivation is simply amazing.

Because the general martial arts build a foundation, in the initial stage, will try to lay a good foundation, usually take half a year or even a year to improve the level.

But Huo Zhenshan has perfected the foundation, whether it is repaired or in a state of mind, it has been fully followed up.

And his physique is special.

Not the so-called martial soul, war body, or bones, but the innate spirit body that embraces all, this spirit body is more in line with the law of the celestial law, and when it is rumored that it has been given to the body, it has already been given to the heavens, and there are rumors that every innate spirit body is a powerful reincarnation.

Excited, Luo Qingqi took his first apprentice, but then for three years, Huo Zhenshan seemed to be short-lived, and there was no progress, as if overnight, his brain was completely degraded and became a mediocre.

“Two martial arts to reach a great level?”

With a murmur, Luo Qing’s cigarette butt, she suddenly developed a hint of curiosity about this great disciple who had not grown up for three years.

Soon, Mount Huo Zhen arrived at the Elders Peak.

“See the Master.”

Looking at his master, Huo Zhenshan is like a flat lake, and his hand is a courtesy.

“Shanshan, have you defeated the wind?”

Luo Qingqi directly opened the door to the mountain and asked.

“Yes...” Huo Zhenshan hesitated and said, “He disrespected me...”

“I don’t care about that, respect and position are won by your own strength.”Luo Qing smoke faintly, the essence flashed by, and the next second a wisp of real breath appeared in the body of Huo Zhenshan.

A moment later, she exclaimed, “Have you broken through?”

"Yes, Master, the disciple hastened to break through the fifth floor of the body."

Huo Zhenshan was also a little excited at this moment, looking at Master's surprised expression, he suddenly had a kind of browping and refreshing, and couldn't help but show a smile.

“This...”

Luo Qingqi was stunned and did not know what to say for a moment.

You know, the reason why she died on Huo Zhenshan is because he has not broken through the cultivation of the realm for three years, and even the inspiration she has learned has disappeared unconsciously.

Unable to store Reiki, talk about cultivation?

So Luo Qingqi only when Huo Zhenshan's life is like this, as a teacher, what she can do is to let her apprentices enjoy wealth and glory in the world, and finally gradually grow old, this life... no chance to see each other.

But now, Huo Zhenshan has broken through, does it mean that his body has been restored?

"Yes, Master, I think I should be fine with cultivation now."

The mountain laughed lightly.

"Show me your skill."

There was silence, and Luo Qingqi suddenly spoke.

Huo Zhenshan nodded, followed by a small serial palm, ghost fire eighteen kicks and other four martial arts have been practiced again, and finally at the end, Luo Qingqi stood on the side in shock and muttered: "The great success... all four martial arts have reached the great full state!"

Is this your own waste student?

Suddenly, Luo Qingqi was also a little excited, staring at Huo Zhenshan, for a long time, she sighed: "The teacher is wrong."

She did not say where she was wrong, but Huo Zhenshan understood, but he also knew that he could not blame Master for being too realistic, but he was really unconvincing, so she touched the back of her head and smiled, “Master... can I not go down the mountain?”

“You are!”

In a word, Luo Qingqi was amused, and he giggled, "This is the little devil's head that I saw, since you can cultivate, there is no reason for the teacher to drive you down the mountain."

“Thank you, Master.”

Seeing that Luo Qingqi seemed to be in a good mood, Huo Zhenshan took the opportunity to ask, "Master, I have a question I want to ask you."

“Ask me.”

"I see in the book that there is a basal ice coffin in the world that can keep a person alive, but the consciousness is in a coma, so is this person dead or alive?" 」

“Do you know about the ice?”Luo Qingqi looked at the eyes of Huo Zhenshan, but did not ask, but explained: "The Xuantian ice coffin is a rumored god, in the world is not difficult to say, but if there is, the person lying in the ice coffin is naturally alive, for the monk, as long as the spirit is not extinguished, can be resurrected, and the main function of the basal ice coffin may be to nourish the spirit."

“Oh.”

Huo Zhenshan shouted in his heart, happy nods, he knew that Xiao Xue must not die!

He grinned, his eyes full of light.

This made Luo Qingqi move his heart, not to help but say: "Zhenshan, you can cultivate, for the teacher will teach you well, then, you move into the elder peak, I will..."

Before he had finished, Huo Zhenshan couldn’t help but say, “Master, I want to participate in the Blood Festival!”

“No!”

Luo Qing's face immediately changed, frowning: "Your strength is not enough to participate in the blood ceremony."

The ceremony of the blood sacrifice, the great event of the gate, the participants, almost all of them are martial artists above the eighth floor of the body, and there are not a few disciples who are in a great physical state, and only one step away can break through to the Yuan Soul.

Among them, in order to compete for the rare veterinary blood, the gate does not care about the life and death of the disciple!

Luo Qingqi did not want to just see his disciples have the opportunity to cultivate and become stronger, and the result is falling in their eyes.

"Master, I know what you are worried about, but I really want to participate in the Blood Festival."

The mountain showed its pleading.

"Your strength to participate in the blood ceremony, or a little risk, although you have mastered the four major martial arts, but unfortunately these martial arts are only yellow martial arts."Unless...”

Luo Qingqi sighed behind and smiled bitterly: "But this can't be done, after all, the day after tomorrow is the time for the ceremony."

"Master, please pass me on to the occult martial arts."

At this time, Huo Zhenshan suddenly opened his eyes, and his hand was very solemn.

“You mean the cultivation of occult martial arts?”Even if you have time to master such a trick and a half, but by this means, I am afraid that you will not be able to win the blood ceremony."

Luo Qing spit as Lan, a dark word.

"The student has faith."

With that in mind, Mount Huo Zhen said no more.

"Then I will pass you on a basalt martial arts, and if you will satisfy me after you have finished, I will allow you to participate in the Blood Festival."

Luo Qing laughed lightly.

She decided to beat the boy, this boy seems to be a little swell, he really thought he can swagger with four great martial arts?

“All right.”

The mountain nods.

"Behold, I will pass you a sword method called the illusory sword trick."

Next, Luo Qingqi took Huo Zhenshan to the martial arts field next to the garden, took out a long sword, and began to dance.

It must be said that Luo Qing smoke is moving, but after the sword method is extremely sharp, one-trick, mysterious and extraordinary, full of incomparable power, see the soul of Huo Zhenshan shaking.

"Well, that's the Seven strokes of the illusory sword."

The sword stood, Luo Qingqi looked at his great apprentice, that is, Huo Zhenshan, and said indifferently: "How many tricks do you understand?"

"The disciples understand."

At this moment, Huo Zhenshan's mind, no enemy cheating weapon appeared!

He found the martial arts column, and found that there was more than one line on it.

"Unreal sword trick - no entry."

The mountain was straightened.

Master, I will let you know that I am still a great disciple of your pride!

The next moment, Huo Zhenshan clenched his teeth, quickly moved his heart, with his consciousness, the number of realms behind the illusory sword trick, also quickly never entered, became an entry-level.

Entry-level is not enough!

Huo Zhenshan gritted his teeth and focused his attention on the illusory sword trick.

Soon, the illusory sword trick jumped again and became a small level.

Then, Huo Zhenshan mobilizes the spirit, but perhaps because the illusory sword trick is the esoteric martial arts, from the small level to the middle of the realm, actually sucked away all the aura in the body of Huo Zhenshan!

Call!

Huo Zhenshan collapsed softly on the ground, under the surprised eyes of Luo Qingqi, took out a few Pilingdans, and restored his spiritual strength.

“Master, please look.”

After a moment, Huo Zhenshan slowly got up, took out the long sword into the center, and began to practice the sword.

Unreal sword trick, a total of seven tricks, the characteristics of the sword trick, is the "illusion" two words.

In the midst of falsehood, in the midst of the truth.

A thousand changes, between the thoughts.

At first, Huo Zhenshan danced a sword and some lame, after the exercise again, Luo Qing's cigarette butts wrinkled, obviously dissatisfied with the performance of Huo Zhenshan.

But soon, Huo Zhenshan began to practice a second time.

Third time... fourth time...fifth time!

By the fifth time, Huo Zhenshan's sword trick has been out of the bondage, not only the speed of the sword dance, but also the connection between the moves is extremely clever, and the key to this set of swords has been fully mastered.

What is more terrible is that gradually, Luo Qingqi found that in the sword method of Huo Zhenshan, he actually began to condense the meaning of the illusory sword trick, although there is still a certain distance from his own sword method, but it has reached an extraordinary effect.

“Such a terrifying martial arts understanding, is that possible?”

Luo Qing's smoke quivered, as if he saw his great apprentice for the first time, his eyes were shining continuously.

Huo Zhenshan then said to the Master, "Twelve days before the Great Blood Sacrifice, and this time it is necessary to raise the cultivation, at least to the eighth layer of the body, and to be able to protect yourself in the Sacrifice Blood Canon."

A moment later, Huo Zhenshan worshipped the master and walked in the direction of the library.