Seeing that Senior Sister's expression remained unchanged, he made up an excuse after a moment: "I am also learning the Bloodline Sword. When I practice the Dark Force moves later, I hope I can also ask the senior sister or elders for advice here." "No, it's more than that." Hong Miao had seen something along the way: "You must have another purpose." "Then..." Xi Heng added: "I came here to find the martial arts of the transformation realm." Hong Miao shook her head when she heard this: "The Red Line Sword can only reach the Dark Power at most." "I know that too, so I plan to switch to other suitable martial arts, or further develop the Red Line Sword Technique into Hua Jin... This requires finding various Hua Jin martial arts as reference." Xi Heng looked back towards the outside of the courtyard: "Although there is none in the Red Line Sword Academy, there may be Hua Jin martial arts in Jinshi City." When the old knight known as 'Jingtao Sword' comes to Jinshi City, she can try to get it from him. "Continue to deduce the ultimate power?" Hong Miao chuckled, and looked at Xi Heng with a little more interest, no longer as cold as before: "What a grandiose statement! How can a lazy person like you have such a lofty goal? Can it work?"
"Idleness is only temporary." Xi Heng seemed a little slack only because he had been nervous when he was the emperor and had used the Death Spell seven times in his next life. Now that he had finally breathed a sigh of relief after coming to the Red Line Sword Academy, which was like a safe house. In fact, she is very capable of taking action - at least Xi Heng thinks so. "It is extremely difficult to deduce martial arts, let alone transform energy." Hong Miao seemed to have no hope for Xi Heng. But after hearing Xi Heng's goal, her attitude improved a bit: "You have worked hard all the way. Take a good rest here today. You can use everything in the attic at your convenience. There is some tea in the cabinet and the bed is already made." "Thank you, senior sister." Xi Heng nodded. Senior Sister Hong Miao is indeed a gentle person. As long as we talk a few more words, we can naturally establish a good relationship with her. "In addition, regarding the method of transforming energy that you want, I do have some clues..." As Senior Sister Hong Miao was speaking, her index finger suddenly pressed against her lips, stopping her voice. "Sister, do you have any clues?" Xi Heng gestured to the other party to continue. "Forget it. It's just empty talk now. Let's talk about it later when we have a chance." Hong Miao waved her hand, then turned and walked out of the attic, leaving only this sentence: "Breakfast tomorrow at noon." Xi Heng blinked, feeling confused and curious. Why did Senior Sister stop talking halfway? Is this the so-called riddle man? "Tsk." After shaking her head, she looked back at the attic room at the back. This is just a small two-story attic. Overall, it is not very big, at least much smaller than the emperor's bedroom where Xi Heng lived in his previous life. The first thing you see behind the door is a slightly folding screen painted with green mountains and clear waters. Behind it is a long round table that is large enough for four or five people to sit on. Next to it are two long wooden chairs, and above them hang two hexagonal lanterns with red threads hanging from them. The floor is covered with wood grain, and two calligraphy works and landscape paintings are hung on the wall as simple decorations. There were two vases on the tables on both sides of the long wooden chair, one with orchids and the other with small pink flowers of unknown origin. On the sides were porcelain items such as teacups, bowls and chopsticks, as well as an exquisite pottery pot and a small stove carved with strange animal patterns. Xi Heng walked up the wooden stairs. Upstairs were two rooms separated by a screen and a hollow wooden door. In front was a study with some rice paper, pens, ink, paper and inkstones piled up, and in the back was a neatly decorated bedroom. Through the wooden-framed paper windows on the second floor, you can see peach trees with pink flowers in bloom and the martial arts training ground in the distance. You can also faintly hear the shouts of the younger sisters and the clanging of shurikens as they practice swordplay.
"Let's start practicing the moves tomorrow... I have plenty of energy and blood in my body, and I can practice the moves two more times a day than usual, so I will become familiar with the moves faster..." Xi Heng muttered to himself as he looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window. "Once I have mastered the techniques, or when a master of Hua Jin arrives, there will be no need for me to stay in the Sword Academy any longer..." Xi Heng was thinking, and suddenly he remembered: "I have already reached the level of Dark Power. When the Tianliang Army comes to attack Jinshi City in two years, I will definitely be much stronger than I am now. Then I will go with Senior Sister to help her get revenge?" She wasn't sure whether to do it or not. "Let's wait until the Tianliang Army attacks us." Xi Heng changed his mind, went back downstairs, took out the tea leaves according to his senior sister's instructions, and heated a pot of tea for himself. …… In the early morning of the next day, Xi Heng changed into tight clothes suitable for sword practice. After washing up, he combed his hair and face in front of the mirror in the bedroom, took a steel sword in the room, and was the first to arrive at the sword practice field. I don't know whether it is three or four in the morning. The night has not yet faded. Countless stars are twinkling in the clear night sky. An arc moon hangs high in the distant sky, so small that it is pitiful. The long sword was slowly unsheathed, and the mirror-like blade reflected the starlight. Xi Heng closed his eyes, his mind immersed in the movements of the sword and his body, controlling the flow of qi and blood in his body, and gathering his strength in his palms and sword blade. The sword blade slashed through the air, making a sharp whooshing sound. The blood and energy followed the sword blade, leaving a flash of red mark in the air. He took a step back, raised his sword, and the folds of his tight-fitting clothes rippled. Then Xi Heng turned his wrist and stepped back, but suddenly his foot moved forward. The sharp blade shot forward like a white snake spitting out its tongue, pausing in the air for half a second. The slight tremor of the blade was like the sound of a string. Xi Heng pressed down his wrist, stepped on the ground with his bare feet, and then turned his whole body. The sword blade then pointed in another direction with a swish sound. She had not practiced sword skills so naturally and easily for more than ten days. After resuming the practice, she felt a different kind of comfort, as if the shuriken blade had become one with her and she could wield it as easily as using her own arm. Sweep, press down, flip, step forward and backward and stab with the sword... Only after she had practiced all the basic sword moves of the Red Line Sword did she slowly stop her sword. At this moment, several fellow apprentice sisters also arrived at the venue, but they did not start practicing sword themselves. They just gathered aside and watched Xi Heng practice his moves. They didn't even dare to get too close for fear of disturbing him. Xi Heng glanced over and saw Miss Yan Hongji again with a hint of melancholy in her eyes. Now it seems that the other party has little in common with Yan Hongji, whom he met later in Qinxie Changxiang, whether in temperament or behavior habits. She sheathed her sword with a flick of the sword's sword, then walked towards Yan Hongji. Seeing the master from the Sword Academy approaching, several apprentices and Yan Hongji became nervous and even took half a step back. "Teacher, senior sister?" "What's your name?" Xi Hengqing asked knowingly. At this moment, a faint white light had appeared in the east. She could use the light from the horizon to see Yan Hongji's exquisite face, which was almost flawless.
"...My name is Hongji, and my last name is Yan." Yan Hongji said, pursing her lips. For some reason, although this strange senior sister was kind, her keen intuition always allowed her to detect something strange, even though she had no idea what it was... "Hmm." Xi Heng casually spun his left hand in the air, and like a magic trick, he pinched out a square wooden box the size of a teacup and wrapped in red silk from the air, and pushed it to the other party: "This is for you." Yan Hongji was stunned and opened her hand, not knowing whether she should accept it. Xi Heng saw her hesitation again and reminded her: "In the future, you should not hesitate like you did today, otherwise it will be difficult to make progress in martial arts." This was what happened in the life when I first met Yan Hongji. The other party was hesitant and tried his best but not wholeheartedly in practicing sword. The result was extremely mediocre and he had to leave in disappointment in the end. Yan Hongji lowered her head and answered quietly, "Yes." Xi Heng put the wooden box in his hand into the other person's hand and explained: "The item in the box is called Huazhu Pill, which can relieve your symptoms. It can also extend your life for seven days when you are sick and on the verge of death. However, I suggest you use it at the end of your martial arts training, when you are making a desperate attempt to gain strength." "Turbidity-removing pill?" Yan Hongji was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "Why did Senior Sister know about my illness, and why did she give me this...?" "I don't know." Xi Heng also wanted to ask herself why Yan Hongji gave her this pill when she first met him. After a moment, she just casually gave an answer frivolously: "Maybe it's just because you're pretty." "Beautiful? Eh?" …… Chapter 50: Sword Qi Training Xi Heng looked at Yan Hongji's dazed look and always felt that she would never succeed in this life. However, she did not intend to spend too much time and effort to teach deliberately in this life. At most, she would just walk over and give some pointers when she had free time during sword practice. Leaving Yan Hongji, who had received the precious pill, behind him, Xi Heng continued to practice his dark energy sword moves. There is a huge difference between the Dark Force sword technique and the Bright Force sword technique. The first three levels of Bright Force moves are just some special force and attack techniques, which draw a red line with qi and blood to extend the killing distance of the sword. Even though the moves are varied and the attack positions are different, they are generally close combat methods, with only a few sword-leaving moves at most. The attack distance of the dark power is greatly improved, so that the red line of qi and blood can be cut out like the legendary sword energy. However, the distance of the strike also depends on the solidity and total amount of Qi and blood. Xi Heng walked slowly to the sword-practicing stone that few people used, looked at the countless deep and shallow sword marks on it, took small steps back, and kept a distance of three meters between them. Recalling the sword moves of the dark energy and the mental method of blood circulation, she took a false step forward and raised her long sword. She suddenly tapped her left toe, and the blade stabbed forward with the dark energy. The Qi and blood in his body were pushed forward, and the hidden power burst out. As his right arm sank into the sword, it rushed towards the far end.
The tip of the sword suddenly flashed red. The next moment, red fell on the sword-refining stone like a flying nail, with a bang like a bullet hitting the stone, and a nail hole appeared on the surface of the boulder. "Good, the first try can produce some results..." Xi Heng gradually approached and touched the pierced holes with his soft fingertips. The nail hole is two centimeters deep, and the penetrating power of one shot is comparable to that of an ordinary bullet, but the effective killing range is only about three to five meters. Even so, it is much better than some of the spells in the Blood Sea Technique - even the Blood Arrow Technique is not so powerful. "It is indeed as the Black Spirit Blade Master said. Magic is not as useful as martial arts when facing a master..." Xi Heng sighed, and then tried to defend the magic he had learned: "However, the Red Line Sword Technique is almost only used to kill a single target. It is not as comprehensive as the Blood Sea Technique." "Keep practicing." Xi Heng took another step, drew his sword, and continued to thrust forward as before. After practicing sword after sword, she quickly mastered the move 'Blood Nail'. Ever since he used hidden energy to open up the tendons and bones in his body, all kinds of movements that were once difficult to do can now be performed with ease, and his martial arts talent seems to have also increased. The most obvious thing is that it is easier for her to memorize the moves and practice them into instinct. An ordinary martial artist might need more than ten days of persistent practice to master a move with few variations. She only needed to repeat it a dozen times and her muscles and bones would remember the moves. As long as she had an idea in her mind, the sword would thrust forward with incomparable sharp momentum. After reaching the level of Dark Power, the speed of practicing moves will be more than ten times faster than that of Bright Power. As Xi Heng was practicing, she suddenly remembered what Master Zhao, the Red Thread Sword Master, had said to her, and she began to talk to herself: "The sword was born for killing. The more you kill, the clearer your swordsmanship will be. Once you understand the swordsmanship, your swordsmanship will improve by leaps and bounds." "Perhaps the increase in my sword-training speed is not only due to my muscles and bones, but also due to the clear sword intent." …… Gradually, time passed. The dawn in the east became brighter and brighter, and a red sun slowly rose from the horizon. When the first ray of sunlight of the new day fell on Xi Heng, she had already completed the 'Chongyun Blood Nail'. Her body became tired due to the continuous use of a large amount of blood, energy and dark energy. At the same time, dozens of nail holes had been carved on the sword-training stone. The method of aiming the sword energy was relatively easy. After all, Xi Heng had practiced stabbing with the sword countless times. He could stab accurately even at a position several meters away without a deviation of half a centimeter. Moreover, the distance of Xi Heng's blood sword energy was not only three to five meters as stated in the secret book, but seven to eight meters. It's just that the distance is a little bit, so the killing power will be half as weak. However, the lethality of sword energy is comparable to that of pistol bullets. Even if it is only half, it can easily pierce the head of an ordinary warrior. Even a dark force warrior who had never practiced body protection techniques could be killed instantly if stabbed silently by Xi Heng when he was caught off guard or unable to block the attack.
After practicing the moves, Xi Heng sheathed his sword and exhaled, then walked closer to the sword-practicing stone and casually counted the nail holes he had pierced. "Thirty-three sword marks..." Xi Heng muttered to himself, "Is it okay to practice thirty times after each rest?" An ordinary warrior who has just started to learn dark energy can only practice ten moves at most in one breath. And because she had practiced the Life-Taking Technique many times before, her energy and blood were obviously more abundant, and she could use more moves. Afterwards, Xi Heng put away his sword and returned to the spring to rest.