Chapter 277: Song Clan, Broken Engagement

"I'm so tired, Xiaohua!"

Chen Xiaohua finally climbed up Huanglong Mountain, but the scene before him made him stop in his tracks.

Inside the mountain gate of Baijianmen.

The square was covered with figures lying on the ground, all dressed neatly, as if they were at a party and were suddenly busted.

Song Lin sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a secret book in his hands.

The Red Blood Demon Sword hung above his head, spinning non-stop.

"How is this possible? It's impossible..." A voice came from my ear.

Chen Xiaohua then noticed that there was a resolute-looking man standing in front of the mountain gate. He looked distraught and as if he had suffered a great blow, and kept muttering "How is this possible?"

There was a woman lying on the ground, seemingly unconscious.

"not dead?"

Chen Xiaohua was a little surprised.

Turning around and carefully looking at the people lying inside the mountain gate, he found that they all seemed to have fallen asleep and were not in danger of life.

"Fortunately, fortunately! Otherwise, Xiaohua, I would be deeply sinful!"

"You came?"

Song Lin raised his head, his eyes were clear, with occasional flashes of sword light.

"Mr. Song..."

Chen Xiaohua looked around carefully.

"It's okay, let them sleep and they will be fine when they wake up." Song Lin said casually.

Get some sleep?
What kind of method could make hundreds of people fall asleep together?

What a shock the man in front of the mountain gate encountered!
"This is the Hundred-Step Flying Sword, take a look."

Song Lin threw a secret book over.

He found more than ten copies of the same secret book in Baijianmen, all of which were from masters of the Gangqi realm with profound cultivation.

[Control the sword with your heart, and use your body as the sword... To achieve this sword, you must first enter the state of unity between man and sword. It takes three years to cultivate your heart, five years to concentrate your mind, and ten years to cultivate the sword. Then you can obtain the sword pill that combines life and death...]

"This is a complete Hundred-Step Flying Sword!"

Chen Xiaohua was overjoyed and looked at it carefully.

I found that starting from the second page, it talked about various methods of nourishing the heart and concentrating the mind, and there were also various annotations.

The third page is the method of casting sword balls.

The fourth page is about integrating the sword pill into the body. It takes ten years to connect one's mind with the sword pill. This is the method of containing the sword.

Starting from the fifth page, there are various sword moves and seals, which make it easier for people to control the flying sword to defend against enemies and kill people from a hundred steps away.

"I can't practice this technique!" Chen Xiaohua became more and more disappointed the more he looked at it.

Not to mention anything else.

This technique is not outstanding in terms of training speed. The steps are complicated and time-consuming and labor-intensive. Not to mention nourishing the heart and concentrating the mind, even the rejection reaction of the sword that has been accumulated for ten years is enough to stump most people with ordinary talents in the world.

Is Chen Xiaohua qualified?

Compared to most people, it's naturally pretty good.

But Leiyin can only be regarded as the bottom among those who practice cultivation.

He knew that he was not blessed enough to practice this magical sword technique.

But Song Lin has it!

"What a pity..." Song Lin's voice rang out.

"What's a pity?"

Chen Xiaohua asked subconsciously.

"It turns out that this is an abandoned technique, which was derived from the Holy Spirit Sword Technique of Jianzhai. Perhaps if we trace it back to the past, it can also be traced back to the shadow of a technique from Donglin Xianya. It's a good idea, and it can be regarded as a new path..."

Speaking of this, Song Lin couldn't help but shake his head.

"Unfortunately, it can only kill enemies a hundred steps away at most, so it can't be considered a true flying sword. To me, isn't it just a useless technique?"

Chen Xiaohua heard this.

I couldn't help but look at the figures on the ground.

Song Lin's sword of mind can definitely reach a distance of over a hundred steps.

One sword can make more than a hundred people fall into a deep sleep. Isn't it countless times more powerful than the Hundred-Step Flying Sword?
in fact.

Song Lin only said half of his words.

The method of concentrating the mind is also found in the Holy Spirit Sword Art: Heart Sword Chapter. It is even more profound than the Hundred Steps Flying Sword!
The method of wielding a sword, and the techniques in the Heart Sword chapter, are even more mysterious.

As for the sword pill, Song Lin already had one. It was obtained from the ancient Jianzhai ruins and had absorbed the essence of heaven and earth for thousands of years. It was definitely of higher quality than the Baijianmen.

The only thing that inspired him was the experience of some predecessors in the Hundred-Step Flying Sword Secret Book.

It was not until he got the complete Hundred Steps Flying Sword that he realized that he already had the embryo of the flying sword. It was just that he was not in tune with the embryo and could not really control it.

Yes, sword embryo.

Hundred-Step Flying Sword or the Heart Sword Chapter can be considered the introductory chapter on the true method of wielding a sword, a method of wielding a sword created for mediocre people.

After spending a lifetime, one can only control a tiny sword embryo, which is naturally not a real flying sword.

A true genius like him should practice the sword-wielding technique mentioned in Hundred-Step Flying Sword.

Speaking of 'swordsmanship'.

Looking at the entire Donglin land, the Jianya Xuanfeng of Donglinxianya is definitely unique.

"It seems that if you want to learn sword control, one way is to go back to your previous life. Another way is to go to Donglin Fairy Cliff."

Song Lin thought silently.

"That's perfect. If I can learn a little bit of Donglin Xianya's method of condensing the golden body, it will also help me condense the supreme golden body."

What is supreme?

If you have not seen the scenery on the top of the mountain and witnessed the true high-quality golden body, how can you condense the supreme golden body that surpasses everything?

huh~~
Song Lin's figure suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Zhou Yuan.

"You just said that you wanted to participate in the Qingyun Competition?"

"How is it possible... How is it possible... that you can learn the Hundred-Step Flying Sword in such a short time?" Zhou Yuan muttered to himself in confusion, "You can even... You can even control other swords..."

Snapped!
"wake up!"

Song Lin slapped Zhou Yuan in the face.

"I...you..."

Zhou Yuan covered his face with his hands, his eyes blank.

"You just said that you want to participate in the Qingyun Crossing? And then enter the Donglin Fairy Cliff?" Song Lin asked again.

"I do not have."

Zhou Yuan shook his head subconsciously.

"I heard it all." Song Lin said affirmatively.

"You..." Zhou Yuan was speechless for a while.

You heard it and asked me?
Song Lin suddenly showed a strange look, "Let's make a deal. I will go to Dongyang Prefecture to participate in the Qingyun Competition on your behalf and promote the Hundred Steps Flying Sword on your behalf. How about that?"

"you……"

Zhou Yuan opened his mouth blankly, his pupils dilated.

He watched Song Lin's appearance change constantly and gradually become like him.

"It's settled! Hahahaha"

Song Lin snatched his bag, turned around and ran down the mountain. "From today on, I am Zhou Yuan! Don't worry, I will definitely help you carry forward the Hundred-Step Flying Sword! The name of the Hundred Swords Sect will soon resound throughout Cangzhou and shake Donglin...hahahahaha"

"Qingyun is fighting for the crossing. I, the Drunken Sword Immortal Zhou Yuan, am here!"

Zhou Yuan: “…”

Chen Xiaohua: “…”

half an hour.

Chen Xiaohua walked up to Zhou Yuan and patted him on the shoulder.

Comforted: "Brother, think about it from another perspective, this may not be a bad thing."

"what?"

Zhou Yuan turned his head blankly.

"His qualifications are countless times greater than yours. Let him bear your name. Your name may be passed down in another way in the future—for eternity."

"Drunken Swordsman?" Zhou Yuan said.

"No, it's the Crazy Sword Immortal."

Chen Xiaohua waved her fingers.

"Then I..." Zhou Yuan said blankly.

"My suggestion now is that you should not leave Baijianmen for a while. It is best to go into seclusion and not let anyone see you. Otherwise..." Chen Xiaohua left the last sentence and turned to leave.

"With his crazy temper right now, who knows what kind of disaster he's going to cause!"

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The next day.

Song Lin and Chen Xiaohua walked out of the inn and found that the streets were covered with wanted posters.

[Reward for arrest: Song Lin, a native of Sanjiang. He killed 37 Cangzhou guards on Huangquan Road, committing a serious crime of treason. He also crashed into the city gate in Huanghe County and escaped without a trace. A reward of 100,000 is offered for arresting this person.]

Look at the big red official seal on the wanted poster.

Chen Xiaohua couldn't help but look at Song Lin's face.

"What are you looking at? I am Zhou Yuan now." Song Lin raised his head and walked past the wanted poster without looking around.

"Master, where are we going now?"

Chen Xiaohua hurriedly jogged to catch up.

"Dongyang." Song Lin had no expression on his face.

"Are you really going?" Chen Xiaohua said cautiously.

"It is said that that is the territory of the Song family." Song Lin showed a strange smile.

"Master, promise me one thing, can you please not make a scene? That's the Song clan!"

Boom! !
The gate of Huanghe County was blown up again.

Chen Xiaohua was speechless for a moment, and quickly lowered her head, pretending that she didn't know anyone.

Time passes day by day.

In the blink of an eye, it was April 21st, and there were only ten days left until the Qingyun Competition.

Song Lin and Chen Xiaohua were getting closer and closer to Dongyang Prefecture, and they met more and more young talents on the way.

Fortunately.

The journey was relatively peaceful. Song Lin only robbed three martial arts sects, seven aristocratic families, and seized eighteen secret books.

They are all hidden weapon techniques.

Locust stones, flying flowers and leaves, blood drops, flying knives, darts, flying needles... Anyway, as long as he heard that someone had something flying, Song Lin would get sick and go to the house to "borrow" it for a look.

He was indeed borrowing, and no one was killed.

But those who were robbed don’t think so.

Soon.

A rumor was circulating around Dongyang Prefecture.

Recently, a "crazy swordsman" who calls himself the Drunken Sword Immortal has appeared in the martial arts world. It is said that he is from the Baijian Sect of Huanglong Mountain. He was obsessed with practicing the Hundred-Step Flying Sword and became crazy. He would grab anything related to it when he saw it.

"Hahaha, Xiao Song's flying dagger never misses its target!"

On the official road in front of Dongyang Prefecture.

Chen Xiaohua walked in front and Song Lin walked behind.

Flying knives swooshed from behind, piercing Chen Xiaohua's neck, armpits, and crotch.

Chen Xiaohua had a numb look on her face, as if she had completely given up on life and death.

At first, he was really scared, but anyone who was shot at by this for seven days would become numb.

"Not bad, another improvement."

Song Lin held a flying knife in both hands, and a hint of clarity flashed in his eyes.

Of the eighteen hidden weapons, for some reason, he only liked the flying knife technique. Maybe it was because the phrase "Little Li's flying knife never misses its target" sounded cool, or maybe it was because of his talent with swords.

A flying knife is a knife, but also a hidden weapon.

The methods and techniques of projection have some similarities with those of flying swords.

The combination of sword and knife made him understand the flying knife skill by leaps and bounds. Combined with his crazy state at this time, the trajectory of the flying knife gradually became unpredictable.

He had a feeling.

In the future, this skill may not be inferior to the flying sword, or even the Hundred Strikes of the Prairie Fire.

"Sword control is also a skill. There is no distinction between high and low skills in this world. The Hundred Strike of the Wilderness concentrates all the strength of the body into one point, using the force of the wildfire to move the world... It is at the pinnacle of skill."

"Flying swords also require the power to be concentrated at one point, and one sword can break all the laws."

"So... what about the flying knives?"

"If you cultivate to the extreme, can you kill immortals and demons and stand alone on the top of the mountain?"

this moment.

Countless inspirations burst into Song Lin's mind.

Hundred-Step Flying Sword - Xiao Li's Flying Dagger - Immortal-Slaying Flying Dagger, a small flying knife in his hands may become a mythical means.

"Master, we have arrived at Dongyang Prefecture."

Chen Xiaohua in front suddenly stopped.

"Oh."

Song Lin raised his head and looked into the distance.

A towering city stood on the earth, with walls dozens of feet high, seemingly guarded by tens of thousands of soldiers. From time to time, divine palaces rose into the sky, and monks rode flying birds and cranes.

The caravans were like a stream, and the pedestrians were like a tide.

The hundred-foot-wide city gate was completely blocked.

The scene is so prosperous that it far exceeds the Meizhou Sheng Island in Jiuquan.

Dongyang Prefecture, Song clan.

It is said that there is a thousand-year-old family in Cangzhou that has several powerful golden bodies, and one of them is among them.

Just then.

There was a slight commotion in the team ahead.

After a while.

A piece of explosive news reached their ears.

Song Xiangyu, the daughter of the Song family who had disappeared for several years, was back. As soon as she came back, she made a big fuss in the ninth room of the Song family. She would rather die than fulfill the marriage contract, and now she is under house arrest.

(End of this chapter)