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- "The Tree Ancestor will definitely stay by the blood pool. With my current martial arts training, even if I rush out, I can't be its opponent."
"In that case, let's practice first and improve our strength. When my mental power reaches level 42, it won't be too late to leave."
Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged at the bottom of the blood pool. A layer of space barrier pushed the blood away, forming a small spherical space.
Putting the picture of the Divine Wood of Heaven and Earth on the ground, Zhang Ruochen stretched out his hands and slowly unfolded the picture.
The world on the scroll is vast, with strange mountains and surging rivers. Every flower and grass seems to contain infinite spirituality.
Especially the sacred tree connecting the sky, the outline is lifelike, the strokes are gentle, it is majestic and majestic, and it also gives people a simple artistic conception of the vicissitudes of life.
Zhang Ruochen stretched out a palm and pressed it on the scroll, injecting the true energy in his body into it continuously.
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
Gradually, some of the strokes on the scroll were activated by the true energy, emitting a dazzling light.
Those rays of light made Zhang Ruochen's eyes hurt, as if a lightsaber flew up and pierced Zhang Ruochen's eyeballs.
As a last resort, Zhang Ruochen had to temporarily close his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that the surrounding scene had undergone earth-shaking changes.
At this time, he stood under a straight and steep black mountain peak. Compared with that mountain peak, his body seemed extremely small, like a speck of dust.
No, that¡¯s not a black mountain.
That is the trunk of ahuge ancient tree.
The ancient tree is so strong that at first glance, it looks like a mountain peak, completely blocking people's sight.
Zhang Ruochen looked up.
??????????????????????????????????????: The ancient trees didn't know how tall they were. The trunks passed through the clouds, and only some thick branches and huge leaves were revealed from the clouds.
A leaf is like a blue boat floating in the sky. If it falls, it may cover a hill.
The whole world is filled with rich spiritual energy.
"Could it becould this be the legendary sacred tree that connects the sky?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Suddenly, a feeling of sleepiness came over him. Zhang Ruochen felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier. His body softened and he sat under the tree, leaning half of his body on the trunk, and fell asleep.
In his sleep, Zhang Ruochen heard an old voice: "The harmony of heaven and earth is the birth of all things The connection of yin and yang, the changes of the four seasons The intersection of the sun and the moon, the cycle of reincarnation"
"Who is talking?"
Zhang Ruochen tried his best to open his eyes, and his vision gradually became clear. Not far away, he saw an old man practicing sword skills.
There was something in his mouth.
" However, Zhang Ruochen couldn't see clearly the old man's true form.
The old man's body is like a shadow, sometimes condensing and sometimes dissipating. Even the voice is intermittent, making it difficult to hear clearly. What on earth is he saying?
After a whole day of observation, Zhang Ruochen found that the old man's movement and sword skills were extremely mysterious, as if he was using his sword to tell some great truth between heaven and earth.
That truth is related to "time" and should be about the origin of time.
An instant, a moment, an hour, a day, a month, a quarter, a year, a period, a dollar.
It¡¯s like the origin of space: Wuji gives birth to Tai Chi, Tai Chi gives birth to Liang Yi, Liang Yi gives birth to Four Symbols, and Four Symbols gives birth to Bagua.
The origin of time also comes from nothing: a moment produces eight quarters, eight quarters produce twelve o'clock, twelve o'clock produces three hundred and sixty-five days, and then twelve months, four seasons, fleeting years, and sixty-five years, Shengyuanhui.
The nine scales of time: moment, moment, hour, day, month, season, year, Jiazi, and Yuanhui.
At this time, the swordsmanship practiced by the old man seemed to be the birth process of time. Every move and style is full of mystery, giving people a sense of profoundness and vastness.
"If you want to cultivate the Sword of Time, you must first capture the mark of time. A mark is a moment."
The old man chanted, stepped on his steps, and waved his sword.
However, his sword had no shadow, it was like a ray of light, frighteningly fast.
"The first sword of time leaves no trace in an instant."
"The second sword of the Sword of Time, eight changes in scale."
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"The fourth sword of the Sword of Time, the cycle of reincarnation."
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"The sixth sword of the Sword of Time, the alternation of the four seasons."
"The seventh sword of the sword of time, the light of fleeting time."
Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes hard, but he could only see the first sword of the Time Sword Technique, "Moment Wuhen". Although the sword technique seemed to be traceless, some clues could still be seen.
The sword skills at the back were simply unpredictable and contained infinite laws of heaven. Zhang Ruochen's scalp was about to explode, but nothing could be seen.
Those sword techniques are too mysterious. If Zhang Ruochen forced himself to study them, he would probably suffer mental breakdown.
¡°In the final analysis, Zhang Ruochen¡¯s mental strength is still too weak.
"In this case, let's practice the first sword of the Sword of Time, the instant without trace.
Zhang Ruochen wanted to summon the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword, but found that his hands were empty, not to mention the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword, not even the storage ring.
Since you don¡¯t have a sword in your hand, use your hand as a sword.
Zhang Ruochen put his index finger and middle finger together, straightened his arm, and followed the old man's technique, stepping on his feet and performing sword skills at the same time.
After practicing for nine days, Zhang Ruochen didn¡¯t know how many swords he had used and how many times he practiced, and he had learned the old man¡¯s steps and sword moves to a perfect level.
Zhang Ruochen feels that his level of swordsmanship has improved a lot. However, he still did not display the essence of "Instant Traceless", and only learned the superficial sword moves.
Because, when he slashed out with his sword, there were still traces, and he had not reached the realm of being traceless.
"With my current level of swordsmanship, I'm afraid I've reached the middle level of the sword's heart, but I can't learn a single sword move?"
Zhang Ruochen stopped, feeling quite troubled and confused.
At this moment, the old man's voice sounded again: "If you want to cultivate the Sword of Time, you must first capture the mark of time. A mark is a moment."
"A mark is a moment."
Zhang Ruochen muttered to himself. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had realized something.
According to the records in the "Secret Code of Time and Space", space has space inscriptions, and time has time imprints.
A series of space inscriptions can be stacked to form an independent space world.
A series of time stamps can be gathered into a long river of time.
"I understand! The first sword of the Sword of Time, Moment Wuhen, refers to the understanding of the 'moment' in the time scale."
"What is a moment? A time stamp is a moment."
"Only by capturing a time mark and integrating it into the sword technique can we truly display the moment without trace."
Where is the time stamp?
Time stamps are everywhere. The key lies in whether you can control them and use them for your own use.
Zhang Ruochen stopped, closed his eyes, and began to recall the description of "Time Mark" in "The Secret Code of Time and Space".
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If someone sneaks into the bottom of the blood pool at this time, they will see Zhang Ruochen sitting cross-legged in a circle air mask with his eyes closed. One of his hands is pressed on a picture scroll, and the other hand is holding a sword. , gesticulating non-stop.
His brows sometimes relax and sometimes frown.
Just when he was comprehending the sword technique, a martial spirit rushed out from above his head and was suspended in the blood.
That martial soul looked very sacred, like a divine shadow, absorbing the power of the sacrifice in the blood pool.
It is the "False God Body" that Zhang Ruochen has successfully cultivated long ago.
The body of a false god allows the martial soul to transform into a false god, absorb the power of sacrifices, and transform it into one's own cultivation.
However, at this time, Zhang Ruochen spent all his energy on understanding the sword moves. Unknown to him, the martial spirit felt the power of the sacrifice and automatically flew out of the body to absorb that power.
The power of the sacrifice enters the martial soul, and is transferred from the martial soul to the body, turning into a huge amount of true energy, which circulates rapidly in the meridians.
"Boom!"
Driven by the power of sacrifice, Zhang Ruochen's martial arts realm rapidly improved, and he soon broke through the realm and reached the perfection of the Tianji realm. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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