Sword Devouring Art

Jianwu Continent, Lanfeng City in the southwestern border of Piaoyun Kingdom.

　　The Xing family, who used to be the three major families in Lanfeng City, has gradually declined. All the heroes of the family have disappeared, and the glory of the past has become a thing of the past.

　　Just like the maple trees in Blue Maple City, they used to be brilliant and bright, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, they dressed up the city like a blue ocean. Looking at the afterglow of the setting sun, although his figure is long, he is always a little desolate and lonely.

　　As for the blue maple leaves of the maple trees, they first turned purple and then gradually blackened, so that the residents of Blue Maple City could predict that the maple trees that made Blue Maple City famous in the Piaoyun Kingdom back then would probably compete with the criminals in the city. In the same way, the prosperity is gone, and it is heading for destruction.

　　The autumn wind is rustling, rolling up the blackened maple leaves on the ground, making them fly, and crushing them ruthlessly.

　　In a room deep in the courtyard of the Xing Family, a boy who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old with large bruises on his forehead was sitting cross-legged in meditation. A stream of mist gathered from all sides and slowly sank into his body.

　　He should be cultivating, but his expression looked a little painful, and his body was trembling slightly while sitting upright.

　　Entering the body with spiritual energy from heaven and earth is the most common foundation-building cultivation method on the Jianwu Continent, but the strange thing is that after the young man absorbed the spiritual energy into his body, black halos flashed endlessly on his body, gathering the young man's energy to form Most of the spirit energy that came was scattered.

　　puff!

　　The boy finally couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale as paper.

　　Even so, he sat up straight again, and re-entered the cultivation state with a determined face, without even wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

　　"Boy, if you cultivate like this, even you spend your whole life, you may not be able to become a first-rank martial artist.

You will be bullied and ridiculed for the rest of your life."

　　A wisp of black mist poured out from the boy's cuffs, and slowly condensed into the phantom of an old man in black robes in front of the boy.

　　The young man's name is Xing Nan, he is the young master of the Xing family.

　　Xing Nan didn't pay attention to the old man's words, and continued to practice as usual, but the corners of his lips twitched slightly could prove that his mood had fluctuated.

　　"Although you don't belong to this world, I can see that, sixteen years have passed, and you, who knew that you couldn't go back to the past, have already developed some feelings for this small family, especially for your grandfather in this life." You have regarded him as your true elder.

You have been practicing since you were four years old. You have worked extremely hard, and have been practicing diligently.putting in ten times the effort of others, but you can't even achieve half of what others have gained, why bother?"

　　The words of the old man in phantom came into the young man's ears clearly, Xing Nan finally opened his eyes, and looked at the old man in phantom impatiently.

　　"How many times have you said these words? Repeatedly, every day, you have inside this cuff for so many years, but you haven't come up with a few fresh words?"

　　Perhaps because he was in a bad mood, Xing Nan had already stopped his cultivation, glared at the phantom old man in front of him, and said angrily: "If it weren't for you old man, I would have come to this world for no reason to be bullied by others? "

　　"Boy, you can't blame me for this matter, you can only blame yourself for being too curious. If you hadn't shed blood on the nine-ring reincarnation bracelet, you will still be the same as before."

　　The phantom old man shook his head, and continued: "But your luck is good, I protected your soul and let you be suppressed by the nine-ring reincarnation bracelet." The ring of reincarnation bracelet still retains the memory of the previous life when it is reincarnated into reincarnation, and you kid is even more lucky, other people are born with only one soul essence, but you two have fusions, and your natural soul is stronger than others."

　　"Born with a strong soul, it's still just a waste!" Xing Nan replied ungratefully.

　　"Haha, that's because you don't practice the devil way. If you practice the devil way, with your aptitude and roots and more than ten years of hard work, you will be at least in the realm of demon spirits!" The phantom old man laughed.

　　"Do you want me to become those mad dog-like devils who are bloodthirsty and lose their minds? There is no way!" Xing Nan replied firmly.

　　"Hehe, that's just the early stage of cultivating in the devil way, it will be fine when you reach the realm of the devil king." The phantom old man smiled nonchalantly.

　　"Even if I reincarnate again, I will not practice in the way of devil way!" Xing Nan said in a very aggressive tone.

　　"Then you can continue to live this kind of life of being bullied and ridiculed all day long. If you go out today, your face will be swollen. If you go out tomorrow, you will probably have your legs broken. The guy who beat you today, he already said that he will beat you every time he sees you in the future." The phantom old man gloated.

　　Xing Nan felt his Qi and blood surge up, and another mouthful of blood came out of his mouth.

　　In his previous life on that blue planet, his parents died early, and he grew up in a kindergarten. This can be said to be a very poor background, which allowed him to develop an independent and resolute character, but it also made him slightly better or worse than those from family backgrounds. Better peers have more self-esteem.

　　In this life, he has no father and no mother, but his strong self-esteem has been trampled on again and again, so he will use almost assiduous practice to try to improve himself and get himself out of the current predicament.

　　It's a pity that the heaven fails to fulfill people's wishes!

　　Today he just kindly saved a weak girl who almost died tragically under the iron wheels of the carriage, but was severely beaten up by the owner of the carriage with the guards, and the large bruise on his forehead was caused by this.

　　The carriage belonged to the Luo family of Blue Maple City, and the owner of the carriage was Luo Heng, the third young master of the Luo family.

　　Luo Heng and Xing Nan are about the same age, and they have only cultivated for more than ten years, but Luo Heng is already rank nine warrior, only one step away from becoming a martial artist.

Luo Heng is known as the rare martial arts genius in Blue Maple City in five hundred years, even The famous Xuanwu Sect in Piaoyun Kingdom sent invitations to him, wanting to include him in the sect.

　　As the old man Xu Ying said just now, Xing Nan has put in ten times as much effort as Luo Heng, but his current strength is far less than half of Luo Heng's. He is only a third-rank warrior,he isn't even able to touch a single hair of Luo heng .

　　If it wasn't for Xing Nan's grandfather, Xing Hao, who still has the deterrent power of a ninth-rank martial artist, today Luo Heng and his guards would have directly let the "nosy" Xing Nan die on the street, with the support of the Luo family and Xuanwumen , Luo Heng can almost run amok in this Blue Maple City.

　　Thinking of Luo Heng's arrogance in front of him today, Xing Nan gritted his teeth with hatred.

　　"Don't you have any other better way besides cultivating the way of demons? It's useless for you to say that how powerful you were before using demon way cause I don't want to Know.

　　Xing Nan tried his best to calm himself down. Before he became stronger, all he thought was watching the moon in the water.

　　"What else can I do? When aura enters your innate demon body, most of it will be repelled.

This is due to the fact that your current level is too low, so there is no big problem. You should be very clear that the more aura contained in your body, The more dangerous it is for you. If you don't practice magic, what else can you practice? Even a swordsman must absorb aura to start, and in the future, he will have to rely on his absorbed aura to cultivate a sword spirit..."

　　At this point, the phantom old man suddenly stopped, and after pondering for a moment, he suddenly smiled and said: "I suddenly thought of a method, maybe you can try it."

　　"Oh? You don't want to kill me again, do you?"

　　Xing Nan's eyes suddenly lit up, but then he became a bit vigilant.

　　I remember that not long after I started practicing, I was fooled by this phantom old man and I almost lost my life. Since then, Xing Nan has never believed in this old man, and he is unwilling to say a word to him, just Today he was too depressed and too breathless, so he wasted some time with him.

　　As for why the phantom old man wanted to kill him, Xing Nan didn't know, nor could he interfere.

　　"I don't need to kill your life. In your condition, it is a fluke to live another ten years."

　　The old man of phantom first replied with disdain, and then continued: "I will teach you the method now, and you can decide whether you want to practice or not."

　　After speaking, the phantom old man waved his arm at Xing Nan, and then turned into a black mist and slipped into Xing Nan's cuff.

　　Xing Nan felt that there was something more in his memory, he closed his eyes and began to look up the extra memory content.

　　The method taught by the old man of phantom is called "Sword Devouring art", and it does not specify what type and grade it is, only the mental formula for cultivation and some points that need to be paid attention to when practicing.

　　Practicing the Sword Devouring Art requires a strong body. From this point of view, it should be a martial art.

　　But the strength of the Sword Devouring art is that it can devour the sword spirits of sword soldiers, and the cultivators also have to practice swords, which looks like the Dao of Swords art.

　　"It doesn't matter what kind of method it is, as long as it suits me!"

　　The Sword Devouring art is indeed suitable for Xing Nan who does not want to enter the magic way, because to practice the Sword Devouring article does not need to absorb the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth, as long as he continues to devour the sword spirit.

　　The most important thing is that practicing the Sword Devouring Art can quickly improve his strength, which is what Xing Nan needs to pay more attention to.

　　According to the introduction of the skills taught by the old man Xuying, at the beginning of practicing Sword Devouring Art, one needs to swallow a sword spirit first to build a foundation, and form a sword embryo in one's body, and then the swollowed sword spirit will melt into the sword embryo and strengthen the sword embryo.

　　Sword spirits, as the name suggests, are the spirits of sword soldiers. There are no sword spirits among ordinary swords, only among enlightened true spirit level swords.

　　True spirit level weapons are rare in Lanfeng City. Even the Luo family and the Xue family, which are still very strong, would be good if they could have one or two each.

　　However, Xing Nan knew that the Xing family had a long sword of true spirit level called "Nirvana".

　　Since the Xing family is a family of martial arts and does not practice swordsmanship, the Nirvana Sword is rarely used, but it is the only true spirit-level treasure of the Xing family.

　　If he wanted the Nirvana Sword, he would naturally need to go to his grandfather Xing Hao. Seeing the hope,He seemed impatient, so he jumped up and rushed out of the room.

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