Chapter 15 March , Day of Revenge【The moonlight is like a mirror. 】 [Sun Er, who was swinging his sword on the reef, seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around.] 【On the vast river surface. 】 [A pair of gray wings broke through the river water, like a gray crescent moon hanging in the sky. ] 【In an instant.】 [The duck spread its wings in the air, and the gray moon instantly turned into a big sun, emitting bright light. The long-accumulated sword intent surged out and slashed into the river, leaving a long and narrow sword mark.] [“This…” Sun Er’s fish-cutting knife was ready to move, and a strong desire to fight was aroused in his heart. ] suddenly. The duck standing proudly in the air above the river let out a long cry and flew straight towards the fisherman on the reef. "Good sword skills!"
Sun Er laughed heartily. However, he could not suppress the impulse in his heart, and swung his sword under the moonlight, slashing straight at the flying duck. The brutal knife light was filled with endless murderous intent. Two sword shadows, one gray and one white, met in mid-air and then passed each other. Subsequently. Countless sword lights were as dense as a woven net, colliding with each other with clanging sounds. Song Lin's blood permeated his body, and the strength of his wings was no less than that of ordinary metal. Sun Er, who had also reached the Vermillion Bird Blood stage, fought him to a standstill with his sword strikes filled with murderous intent. Sun Er's sword strikes with ruthlessness and without mercy, which is also the path he will take in the future. Song Lin's knife, with wings as blades, is not limited to one style. It is also a display of mind and thought. 【August 15.】 [Looking at the moon by the river, the sword intent resonates. You and Sun Er fight fiercely under the moon, and both of you enter the realm of enlightenment. After the battle, your understanding of each other's sword intent becomes deeper.] 【Finally, he actually figured out a special combined attack technique! 】 [A man and a duck looked at each other by the river and couldn't help but burst into laughter. ] "Ha ha ha ha" "quack--" Song Lin looked at the moon in the sky, and suddenly felt a desire for victory for the decisive battle that was destined to take place in the future. In their current state. Add half a year... On March 3rd next year, if we combine our two swords, we may have a chance of defeating Chen Guzhou! [In the following days.]
[You devoted yourself to honing your sword skills. You did not become complacent with your temporary progress. You practiced the Puyang Sword over and over again, soaring through the sky, with your wings as your blade. You almost turned the Puyang Sword into an instinct of your body.] [In this regard, Duck Killing is inferior. ] [You understand that this is because the Duck Killing Fate is not yet complete, and the comprehension of its artistic conception has not reached its limit. The artistic conception and upper limit of the Duck Killing Knife are actually much higher than the Park Yang Knife, and can be used as a hidden killing move. ] [At this point, your progress in cultivation has completely surpassed that of your previous life.] [On September 9th, climb high and look far. ] [You and Sun Er were traveling on the Minjiang River, and found a second nest of bighead carp at another location on the river bottom. One of the bighead carp was shaped like a cow, and could be called a 'treasure fish'.] [You and Sun Er were overjoyed, and together you captured the bighead carp king, and had a feast that night. The blood and qi in your body surged, almost turning into substance. You understood that you were getting closer and closer to the third stage of blood and qi, the 'Qilin Power'.] [However, what is Qilin power? ] [You are confused, and Sun Er, a fisherman with little knowledge, doesn't know where to go next. ] [If it weren't for the series of adventures after meeting you, perhaps in his limited life, he would never have the chance to reach this realm. ] 【October.】 [You eat bighead carp every day, transforming your qi and blood, nourishing your body endlessly.] 【November.】 [You finally feel that your strength has reached the limit of your physical body, your body is no longer nourished, your Yang turns to Yin, and the blood you take in automatically turns into pure Qi and blood. Whenever you are eager to fight, your Qi and blood surge throughout your body, boiling like mercury.] [Suzaku Blood still has room for improvement. 】 【In December, the weather is cold and the ground is frozen.】 [Your Qi and blood are condensed into substance. When you exert your strength, your blood boils and your strength reaches a terrifying 2,000 kilograms. You can push rocks and cut water with your sword. Jackals, tigers, leopards, and Minjiang piglets will die at the first touch of your hands.] [You have reached the limit of the Vermillion Bird Blood stage and can no longer advance. However, you still have only a limited understanding of the Qilin Power. ] [One month. ] [You spent your second year by the Minjiang River. ] [The fisherman Sun Er caught up with you and stepped into the limit of Suzaku's blood. Unfortunately, the road ahead is unknown, and he started to stay where he is just like you. ] "The Taoshi Baiqi Diagram only has a visualization diagram, which teaches people how to practice strength, but does not teach people how to break through the realm..." Minjiang River. Song Lin stood on the shore, looking at Sun Er who still hadn't given up, and pondered deeply in his mind. "Qi and blood realm, Qi and blood..." "The first step in Qi and Blood cultivation is to train strength. The second step is to nourish Qi and Blood. Then the third step... is it to train strength? But why is the first step called Tiger and Leopard Strength, and the third step called Kirin Strength?" Song Lin was puzzled. He has a talent for bird watching, an iron stomach, and is equally gifted in artistic conception and physical strength. Sun Er directly maxed out his comprehension talent, and was far ahead in practicing swordsmanship.
They definitely have enough talent. However, without the guidance of predecessors and the corresponding knowledge, I was stuck at this step. "Power, strength... strength, strength... What does it mean that our ancestors chose such a name?" “I can’t figure it out.” "I really can't figure it out!" Song Lin shook his head helplessly. [On February 2, the dragon raises its head. ] [The spring rain continued for seven days, and the water level of the Minjiang River surged.] [You stand by the river, bathing in the spring rain. Suddenly you discover that the usually diligent Sun Er has rarely practiced. He stands alone in the rain, concentrating on gazing into the distance.] [“Gah——”] [You are amazed and fly up to the sky, and find that the surging Minjiang River is like a silver dragon stretching for thousands of miles, raising its head from the earth.] [“Is he going to comprehend the sword’s intent again?” You wondered.] 【However, things don’t seem to be as you thought. 】 [After watching the rain for half a day, Sun Er put away his sword and returned to his room. The next day, he opened the door and continued to look out over the river and watch the rain.] [The third day... The fourth day...] 【After seven days of heavy rain, it finally stopped. 】 [You watched Sun Er turn around and go back to the house, and you couldn't help but frown, "What did he realize?"] [One day later. When you saw Sun Er again, you found that his vigorous blood seemed to have a more restrained look. After a fight, it was still within the range of Suzaku blood.] 【Time flies by. 】 【February 15, February 18...】 Minjiang River. Sun Er was collecting incense, candles and paper money, packing them carefully. His movements were light and slow, but his aura grew stronger and stronger, causing the air in the room to become increasingly stagnant. He is gathering his strength. Song Lin knew that Sun Er had been waiting for this day for ten years. Today, he must kill his enemy with his own hands in the presence of the corpses of his father and brother. Song Lin saw an unprecedented determination in his eyes. 【Foolish man, bright yellow fate. 】 【With a sincere heart, a lot of accumulation will lead to a sudden burst of energy. The passion of a lifetime is like a moment of fireworks, like the afterglow of the setting sun.】
at last. Sun Er packed his bags, turned around and opened the door. Song Lin flapped his wings and followed. March 3, the day of revenge. Set off-- (End of this chapter)