Chapter 87: Three days of sword-making, the power of ten tripods!
"Three days."
Lu Changsheng glanced at the attribute panel.
The Qi and Blood Sword Secret Method on it showed that the sword had been forged for three days.
In three days, the Qi and Blood Sword had undergone obvious changes.
Lu Changsheng focused his consciousness on the Qi and Blood Sword in his body.
At this moment, the Qi and Blood Sword looked very small, but after three days of continuous accumulation, it had accumulated a lot of Qi and Blood, exuding a unique power.
"Give it a try."
Lu Changsheng's mind moved.
"Cut!"
With Lu Changsheng's light shout.
Instantly, the Qi and Blood Sword instantly penetrated the body.
At the moment when the Qi and Blood Sword penetrated the body, a blood-colored sword light flashed in front of his eyes.
"Boom".
The Qi and Blood Sword arrived at the place designated by Lu Changsheng in almost the blink of an eye.
It was a hard boulder.
Quick, accurate and ruthless!
The speed of the Qi and Blood Sword was as fast as lightning.
But the Qi and Blood Sword does not rely on its sharpness to kill the opponent, but relies on the vast amount of Qi and Blood accumulated between the Qi and Blood, and then explodes with a bang.
Suddenly, the huge boulder actually broke into pieces.
Lu Changsheng's pupils shrank slightly.
Although he had expected it, he was still shocked in his heart.
It has only been three days since the sword was forged, and the power of the Qi and Blood Sword is almost the power of ten tripods.
After all, Lu Changsheng now has a very precise control over power.
It can be seen at a glance that the power released by the Qi and Blood Sword just now is definitely the power of ten tripods.
The power of ten tripods in three days, the power of a hundred tripods in a month, wouldn't it be the power of one thousand two hundred tripods in a year?
Moreover, this is still a very conservative calculation.
After all, as long as Lu Changsheng continues to change his marrow and blood, the more Qi and Blood his body can accommodate, the more Qi and Blood he will lose every day, and the Qi and Blood Sword can absorb more Qi and Blood to "forge the sword".
Then the power of the Qi and Blood Sword can continue to rise.
Even Lu Changsheng only needs to set aside half an hour every day to "forge the sword". When he consciously mobilizes the blood and qi to forge the sword, the body can generally recover the blood and qi by taking some medicinal food.
In this case, the efficiency of sword forging will be greatly improved.
At that time, it is not impossible to have the power of two hundred, five hundred or even a thousand tripods a month.
In short, the sword of blood and qi has infinite possibilities!
Lu Changsheng released the sword of blood and qi, and he immediately called up the attribute panel to check.
Host: Lu Changsheng
Comprehension: 719 (Hidden Dragon in the Abyss)
Secret method of sword forging with blood and qi: 0 days of sword forging.
Secret method of turning the sky into treasure: the first level
Triple wave: the second level
Nine-level skill of leaping into the dragon gate: the second level
Dragon transformation: the second change
Secret method of nine-character thunder sound: perfect (remaining)
Sure enough, the "time" accumulated by the secret method of sword forging with blood and qi has been reset. If you continue to forge the sword, you have to start the calculation again.
"The Qi and Blood Sword must be used as a killer, and cannot be used until the most dangerous moment."
"Once used, it must be the final blow!"
Lu Changsheng also has a positioning for the Qi and Blood Sword.
A killer!
Once used, it must be the final blow to determine the outcome.
After all, the Qi and Blood Sword Secret Method needs to be accumulated over time, and once used, it must be accumulated again.
The more it accumulates, the more terrifying its power will be.
If it accumulates for one year, three years, five years, or even ten years.
How terrifying will the power be once it is slashed out?
"The 'time' accumulation of the Qi and Blood Sword is too vague. It would be better if it could be more specific."
"Then, take the current three days of Qi and Blood accumulation as the unit, three days of ten Ding power, one month of one hundred Ding power, and one year of one thousand two hundred Ding. Based on this standard, the amount of Qi and Blood per day is limited."
"For example, if the amount of Qi and Blood is ten strands, it is equivalent to one day of sword casting. If twenty strands of Qi and Blood are actually accumulated on this day, the attribute panel will show that the sword is cast for two days. If two hundred strands of Qi and Blood are accumulated, it will show that the sword is cast for twenty days. But in fact, the real time has only passed one day."
Lu Changsheng's mind moved.
Set a standard for the "Qi and Blood Sword Casting Secret Technique" on the attribute panel.
In this way, you can intuitively know how terrifying the power of the Qi and Blood Sword is.
Otherwise, if a year has passed, during this year, Lu Changsheng took the initiative to "hard practice" the Qi and Blood Sword every day, and added several marrow changes and blood changes, then after a year of sword casting, who knows how powerful the Qi and Blood Sword is?
But if the amount of accumulated Qi and blood is counted as one day, then one year may show that the sword is forged for ten years. One thousand two hundred Ding in one year, ten years is the power of twelve thousand Ding.
This can very intuitively reflect the power of the Qi and Blood Sword.
As if sensing Lu Changsheng's thoughts, the attribute panel did make corresponding changes.
While Lu Changsheng created the Qi and Blood Sword Secret Method, he was still a doctor in Miaoshou Garden.
One day, Lu Changsheng went to visit his master Wu Jing.
Wu Jing was sick.
It was obviously just a cold, but it never got better.
His body was getting weaker day by day.
Lu Changsheng also took Wu Jing's pulse several times and prescribed medicine several times, but the effect was not very good.
Lu Changsheng knew that this was Wu Jing's "vitality" gradually running out, which meant that the end was coming.
Wu Jing was actually seventy-nine years old, and he would be eighty this year.
It is rare for people to live to seventy, and Wu Jing has exceeded the age of seventy.
According to the average life expectancy of this era, it is really very long-lived.
But Lu Changsheng was still not happy.
When Wu Jing saw Lu Changsheng, a smile appeared on his face.
"Changsheng, I'm old, I don't know how long I can hold on. But I have no regrets."
Wu Jing was very relieved.
Meeting Lu Changsheng may be the most gratifying thing in his life.
His skills have finally not been lost.
"Master, you will get better."
Lu Changsheng comforted him and then walked out.
The trees on both sides of the street have sprouted new branches, full of green.
But a few months ago, these trees were still bare.
"Trees flourish and wither, people die and die."
"Even warriors seem to be unable to escape the limit of life..."
Lu Changsheng hadn't thought so much before.
But seeing the master's current appearance, he seemed to have some strange changes in his heart.
When a warrior reaches the realm of divine power, although it seems that he has transformed in all aspects, his life span has not increased significantly.
If there is no external force, some warriors in the realm of divine power die at the age of dozens, and some die at the age of hundreds.
At best, they are a little better than ordinary people, and they are not so easy to get sick.
"For warriors in the Divine Power Realm, their life span cannot be significantly extended, but what about those above the Divine Power Realm?"
Lu Changsheng felt the surging power in his body.
With such terrible power and such a strong body, there is no reason why his life span would not increase.
Lu Changsheng believed that martial arts would definitely increase his life span!
He only needed to take one step at a time and slowly climb to the top of martial arts.
…
The Great Dragon Heavenly Sect has seven islands and thirty-six caves under its jurisdiction.
The thirty-six caves are divided into the upper three caves, the middle nine caves, and the lower twenty-four caves.
Among them, Liyang Cave is one of the lower twenty-four caves.
On this day, Guo Jiuling, the master of Liyang Cave, finally came out of retreat.
"Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master, the divine power has been accomplished!"
Many disciples of Liyang Cave saluted respectfully to welcome Guo Jiuling out of retreat.
"Good, very good."
"This retreat finally reached the Hundred Tripod Realm. When the next thirty-six caves are ranked, we in Liyang Cave will have the opportunity to rank in the middle nine caves!"
Guo Jiuling seemed very happy.
The 36 caves are ranked every ten years. The top three caves do not change much, but the middle nine caves often change a lot.
Only when the cave master reaches the Hundred Ding Realm can he be qualified to compete for the ranking of the middle nine caves.
Guo Jiuling glanced around, but his most respected thirteenth disciple Li Ji was missing from the crowd.
Li Ji was born with supernatural power and was highly valued by Guo Jiuling.
Before he went into seclusion, he asked Li Ji to leave Liyang Cave and find the upper volume of the Nine-Character Mantra Secret Method, which is said to be called the Nine-Character Thunder Sound Secret Method.
The combination of the upper and lower volumes is the complete Nine-Character Mantra Secret Method.
This Nine-Character Mantra Secret Method is very unusual and has a great origin.
Even among the secret methods in the realm of divine power, it is well-known.
After Guo Jiuling got the news, he asked Li Ji to go out. It should not be difficult to get the Nine-Character Thunder Sound Secret Method.
"Where is Li Ji? Why doesn't he come?"
Guo Jiuling's words made everyone below look at each other in bewilderment.
Finally, the eldest disciple gritted his teeth and reported: "Master, Junior Brother Li Ji was killed by thieves in Nanyang Prefecture and is dead..."
"What, Li Ji is dead?"
Guo Jiuling stared at the eldest disciple with a glare of lightning, and a terrifying aura was like a mountain pressing down on his head, making all the disciples in Liyang Cave breathless.
"Master, a bone-forging warrior under Junior Brother Li escaped and said that Junior Brother Li was killed by a refining warrior in the organ-refining realm more than a year ago..."
"What a joke, a refining warrior, who can kill Li Ji?"
Guo Jiuling sneered.
He has many disciples, but Li Ji is the best among them, with more potential to be promoted to a divine power warrior.
But now he is dead.
Even killed by a refining warrior.
"Why don't you go and avenge Li Ji?"
Guo Jiuling asked again.
No one answered, all lowered their heads.
Li Ji's popularity in Liyang Cave is not good, and Guo Jiuling has not come out of retreat, so who dares to act on his own?
"Humph, forget it, has Li Ji obtained the Nine-Character Thunder Sound Secret Method?"
"Master, according to Junior Brother Li's subordinates, Junior Brother Li seems to have obtained the Nine-Character Thunder Sound Secret Method. But Junior Brother Li died, and the Nine-Character Thunder Sound Secret Method disappeared..."
Guo Jiuling did not speak again, but his eyes became colder and colder.
"Forget it, I will go to Nanyang Prefecture in person to retrieve the Nine-Character Thunder Sound Secret Method, and by the way, avenge Li Ji."
"Old Three, Old Five, Old Seven, Old Eleven, you will follow me down the mountain."
The disciple who was named immediately stepped forward and said: "Yes, Master."
...
At the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the candlelight flickered and the gloomy air was chilling.
"Boom".
A huge stone door rose.
A man wearing a faceless mask walked out of the stone door.
The hall was also filled with many warriors.
These are the high-ranking members of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, all of them are guardian elders.
"Meet the leader!"
"All right, everyone stand up."
The leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect raised his hand, and everyone stood up.
"Where is Xu Mao?"
The leader asked.
"Xu Mao greets the leader!"
An old man who looked quite wealthy knelt on the ground respectfully.
Xu Mao was Xu Yuanwai from Xujiazhuang.
He had been at the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect for a long time, but this was the first time he had seen the leader.
"Xu Mao, have you heard of Zhuang Shisan in Nanyang?"
"This... I haven't heard of him before, it's like a master who suddenly appeared."
"However, I heard that Zhuang Shisan can turn his blood into silk, and the warrior who killed Zhao Xingzuo can also turn his blood into silk. Maybe these two people have some relationship."
Xu Mao replied respectfully.
He actually guessed in his mind that the person who killed Zhao Xing was probably a disciple of Zhuang Shisan, or a nephew, or someone very close to him anyway.
Otherwise, how could one have such a unique martial art as turning Qi and blood into silk?
As for Zhuang Shisan being the one who killed Zhao Xing, Xu Mao didn't think about it at all.
Zhuang Shisan was a divine power realm warrior who could kill Elder Zhao Wuji, and the person who killed Zhao Xing was just a visceral warrior.
It was only a few months apart.
In just a few months, it was possible to go from the Zang Refining stage to the point of beating Elder Zhao Wuji to death?
That's simply impossible!
"Elder Zhao Wuji was beaten to death by Nanyang Village Thirteen. How has our Wan Du Sect been provoked to this extent?"
"This revenge must be avenged!"
"However, Nanyangzhuang Thirteen is not a weakling. Since he can kill Elder Zhao Wuji, he must have reached the Hundred Cauldron Realm. A lion must fight a rabbit with all his strength, let alone a powerful one in the Hundred Cauldron Realm?"
"This time, I will go to Nanyang in person and bring the four guardian elders with me. I should be able to kill Zhuang Shisan without fail."
The leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Cult made a decision.
It would be fine if an ordinary warrior was killed, but Zhao Wuji was an elder in the realm of divine power. This was a great shame and humiliation for the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.
Nanyangzhuang Thirteen must be killed!
…
"The divine dragon becomes perfect, and the understanding increases by 18."
A line of small words appeared in front of Lu Changsheng's eyes.
"Did the dragon become perfect? And its comprehension increased by 18 points. This is an eighteenth-level martial skill..."
Lu Changsheng was a little surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, it was expected.
The Divine Dragon Transformation can only be completed after reaching the third transformation. The third transformation of Shenlong can directly double the physical body.
Such a huge leap cannot be achieved by ordinary secret methods.
With the current power of Lu Changsheng's basic sixty cauldrons, the increase has doubled, which means an increase of one hundred and twenty cauldrons, reaching the terrifying power of one hundred and eighty cauldrons.
If the second wave is used again, the increase will be 50%.
With a full blow, Lu Changsheng could hit two hundred and seventy cauldrons of power!
This is a terrifying number.
"It's not yet time to jump over the Dragon Gate for the third time, and my energy and spirit are not in the best condition. If I try to jump over the Dragon Gate forcibly, I will most likely fail."
"It's the third wave. It's been so long. It feels like it should have been completed long ago, but it hasn't been completed yet. It seems like something is missing."
Lu Changsheng frowned.
Two months have passed since he created the secret method of making swords with Qi and blood.
Even the Divine Dragon Transformation has been completed and reached the third transformation, but the third wave has not been completed for a long time. This is abnormal.
With Lu Changsheng's understanding, it would be impossible for him to be unable to practice the three waves to perfection for such a long time.
Lu Changsheng fell into deep thought.
He's looking for a reason.
Many thoughts flashed through my mind.
Finally, Lu Changsheng seemed to have found the reason.
"artistic conception!"
"The triple wave simulates big waves. You need to see real ocean waves to understand the true artistic conception of big waves."
"Otherwise, no matter how high your understanding is, you will not be able to complete the triple wave."
Lu Changsheng understood.
He needs to see a real big wave!
"Nanyang is not near the sea. If you want to see the sea, you have to go to Zhanhai Mansion."
Lu Changsheng knew that Zhanhai Mansion was actually not far from Nanyang Mansion. It would only take two or three days to get there by horseback.
When it came to his own martial arts practice, Lu Changsheng did not hesitate and made a decision quickly.
He first went to visit the master.
Wu Jing is still the same, very weak, and he doesn't know how long he can survive.
After visiting Wu Jing, Lu Changsheng asked Wang Ruhai to take care of Miaorentang.
After everything was arranged, Lu Changsheng took out the docile little mare.
Lu Changsheng patted the horse's back and said with a smile: "Ma, let's go see the sea, ride!"
The horse seemed to be very excited, galloping away like a joyful hooves. In a moment, it rushed out of Nanyang City and disappeared.
