Sword Master of Ten Directions

Chonglou, green towers, red walls and green tiles, stretching for dozens of miles, outline a solemn and solemn palace painting.

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To the southwest of the imperial city, there are dense locust trees, overlapping shadows, and the palace carvings are full of twilight.

The thick golden nanmu corridor pillars were stained with paint, heavy curtains were hung, and a few white-fronted spiders crawled back and forth happily.

As a former imperial palace and a retirement home for disgraced concubines, few people come here. It is a place of death in the hearts of people in the imperial city.

Shenjing Lake is narrow at both ends and wide in the middle. A few willow trees by the lake are too lush, and their branches rush into the lake.

There is a pavilion in the middle of the lake, which is covered with thick dead leaves. When the cold wind sweeps away, a few remaining leaves fall into the lake.

At this moment, the pavilion was filled with a solemn atmosphere. There were more than ten corpses lying crookedly along the way, all wearing the clothes of eunuchs and maids.

Blood gushed out, and the dead leaves were soaked in the blood and dyed maple color.

"Bai Wuming, a mysterious swordsman who has risen like a comet in the world in the past two years, has no idea of ​​his mastery or origin... He has defeated the five great swordsmen in the world, seized the collections of more than a dozen sects, and destroyed many long-established families."

The middle-aged woman in palace clothes holding a broad sword horizontally like a door panel and speaking has a round waist and a round waist, and her figure is three points taller than an ordinary man.

"Trespassing into the imperial city without permission, killing palace residents, genocide is a capital crime! What are you here for?"

"In the cold palace, there are actually a group of eunuchs and maids with strong skills and internal strength. The eunuchs use thin swords, and the maids use Emei stabs. They all follow a treacherous, cruel and vicious way. They can be considered third-rate in the world. It takes more than ten years to cultivate a hand, it’s really unbelievable!”

The young man named Bai Wuming played with the snatched rapier and ignored the middle-aged woman’s words.

He is of medium height and has ordinary facial features. He is neither handsome nor ugly. If the woman hadn't pointed it out, no one would have thought that he was the mysterious swordsman who had become famous in the world in just a few years.

Only a pair of eyes can give people a glimpse of something extraordinary, with such high energy and deep concentration that people can't help but look at it.

"A rough maid of the Huanyi Bureau has all her acupoints opened and her internal strength is perfect. This internal strength alone is enough to rank among the top ten in the world. Do you think those elders from aristocratic sects who practice hard day and night should commit suicide in shame?"

Bai Wuming threw away the rapier in his hand, looked straight, and grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"One sword and one shield can rule the world! Since sword and shield wielders really exist, then the legend of Shenjing Lake is also very likely to be true. Let me see the martial arts that Taizu of Dakang was most proud of. ! ”

Dakang was founded for a hundred years and has been passed down to the fifth generation of emperors. Nowadays, there are many aristocratic families in the country, bandits are rampant, and it coincides with successive years of drought and frequent chaos. Many states and counties have begun to become self-reliant.

The reigning emperor is cowardly and cannot leave the palace, and the court is controlled by his relatives and eunuchs.

There is not a single soldier left in the city who is still loyal to the royal family. They have long been broken up and sent to the border.

Dakang Taizu was born as a refugee, and conquered the world with one punch and one kick.

It is said that he received a treasure from an immortal in a dream, and learned the supreme martial arts from an immortal mirror. He simplified it and taught it to his personal guards. From then on, he was successful in the battlefield.

After seven years of raising troops, he swept through all the heroes, established the world, and wrote an incredible legendary life.

When Taizu passed away, some people said that the treasure mirror turned into light and flew away, others said that it was buried in the imperial mausoleum, and there is another legend that it sank to the bottom of the lake, so it was named Shenjing Lake.

"Peeping at Taizu's secret treasure, you will die!"

The middle-aged woman suddenly changed her color, raised her broad sword, and slashed it down horizontally. She was several feet away in an instant.

"Well done!"

A flash of light flashed in Bai Wuming's eyes, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and it came first, with a little bit of cold light, piercing the middle-aged woman's wrist.

Ding! bite! bite! bite! bite!

A string of falling beads sounded like a gust of wind. The middle-aged woman just raised her broadsword horizontally, blocking all attacks like a copper wall.

With a flick of his wrist, his pure inner energy was released, and the broad sword was struck down with the force of a mountain.

Those who use swords and shields have one sword and one shield. The sword is the shield and the shield is the sword. The strength of offense and defense all depends on the heart.

Every time Bai Wuming makes a move with his sword, his sword path changes. Sometimes it is faster than lightning, sometimes it wraps around the fingers and intestines; sometimes it opens and closes, and sometimes it is as vast as stars.

But no matter how hard they attack, it all comes to nothing in front of Kuo Jian.

The seemingly exquisite sword moves were unable to stand up against a few simple sword moves such as horizontal, frame, slap, and sweep. He even had to guard against the middle-aged woman's violent counterattack.

Occasionally, a sword stabbed, swept or slashed backwards, forcing him to work hard to resolve it.

The majestic force transmitted from the sword made his arms shake wildly and his mouth was about to burst.

The woman seemed to have infinite internal energy. She turned her head and attacked with dozens of swords like a storm, tirelessly and without needing to take a breath.

Use the simplest sword skills to perform the most reasonable and effective killing sword moves.

"A heavy sword has no edge, and great skill has no workmanship... This sword and shield method is not an exquisite sword move at all, but a top-level internal skill and mental method. After being cultivated by those with natural supernatural power, it will be extremely suitable for this sword method."

Bai Wuming secretly complained that his actual internal strength was not as good as that of a middle-aged woman. Fortunately, the opponent did not have much actual combat experience, and the sword and shield wielder was obviously more suitable for battlefield fighting, rather than individual combat between warriors.

"But as long as the inner strength is deep, even ordinary sword moves are extremely powerful. What's more, this set of swordsmanship was obviously created by an expert. It is extremely simple and simple, and it is extremely difficult to find flaws."

"We can't delay it any longer! This is the case. Go, after a hundred moves, my inner strength has faded, and I can't even escape whole body!"

Bai Wuming felt cruel, shook the long sword in his hand, and thrust the sword diagonally at an incredible angle, forcing the middle-aged woman to take a step back.

In an instant, another sword was raised, grazing her neck. Her face turned pale with shock, and she staggered back, waving the broad sword in her hand to protect her vitals.

A set of dazzling and dangerous swordsmanship opened the distance between the two people. Bai Wuming did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it, but stopped on the spot and made a weird starting position with his long sword.

As soon as the middle-aged woman got rid of the venomous snake-like attack that followed her, she felt relieved and felt a little bit ominous.

He simply gave a loud shout and channeled 100% of his internal strength. A dark yellow light flashed on the broad sword and he slashed down.

The nameless white fingers suddenly became swollen with blood, and then quickly shriveled up. His face was obviously pale by three points, and he couldn't stop looking tired. His whole body looked like he had just been fished out of the water, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Only a pair of eyes, still shining brightly, getting sharper, as if they were about to shoot out sword light.

The long sword suddenly burst into light, bursting out several feet of sword light, and the whole person seemed to be carried forward by the long sword in his hand.

The sword light moved quickly, and the flames flashed, and the movement speed doubled in an instant.

The phantom of a white tiger roared and pounced, splitting mountains and rocks with frightening power.

"At the autumnal equinox, the golden sky cuts off the mountains."

The two passed by each other, Bai Wuming holding his long sword on the ground, and there was a burning sensation in his chest.

The middle-aged woman moved her mouth, wanting to say something, but a thin line appeared on her neck, blood surged like a fountain, and she collapsed, along with the broad sword like a door panel.

"A master trained in a greenhouse has almost zero experience in fighting life and death... His internal strength can be ranked among the top ten in this world, but if you really want to distinguish between life and death, there are too many people in the world who can beat you."

Bai Wuming took out a milky-white elixir from his chest, swallowed it and activated his internal power. After a while, his face looked much better.

After getting up, I walked twice around Shenjing Lake, plunged into the lake, and surfaced once every hundred breaths.

When the sky was getting dark, Bai Wuming climbed out of the lake, holding a box that looked like wood and jade, looking around, and slowly spoke:

"Confirmed return."

The nebula turned upside down, swirled around, and a little spiritual light fell into it, falling into the cosmic millstone, and the world went dark.

Obtain fairy mirror fragments, reward 100 merits, and start the next stage of the task.

Unlock the seal on the fairy mirror fragment to restore its power, and you will be rewarded with three hundred merits and a primary escape talisman.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a room full of books in front of me. The two rooms in front of the bed seemed to be getting more and more cramped. If I was lazy and raised my hand, I might hit the potted bamboo plants on both sides.

Bai Wuming, or Lu Li, stretched his muscles.

This kind of return is already familiar, and the situation is adapted to quickly.

The figure is two inches taller than before, and the facial features have only changed a little, but they have become sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, rich and handsome.

"To me, the value of Dakang World is no longer great. Even if there are still a few masters, but withered bones in the grave, I can surpass them in a short time. If you get the escape talisman in the future and want to spend your time practicing with peace of mind, you can set the purpose The earth is set in the world of Dakang. With my strength, I can control that world, no one will come to disturb it."

There was a dark yellow talisman in Lu Li's palm. When the wind blew it, it fell into pieces and fluttered in the air.

The Lu clan in Pengcheng, where Lu Li was born, is considered a second-tier clan in the local area. Although there is no strong god-refining expert who can enter and exit Qingming, it has a prosperous population and monopolizes the river transportation business. It is a force that cannot be ignored in Pengcheng.

Being born in such a family, as a direct descendant, even if he comes from the most unsatisfactory fifth house, his food and clothing have been the same as those of a young master since he was a child.

In martial arts practice, he has been taught by famous teachers since he was six years old. His family inherits martial arts, medicinal soups and elixirs, and there is no shortage of everything.

Middle-earth has been divided into two countries since the Chuli Dynasty fell apart a hundred years ago.

In the south, a branch of the Chu Li royal family inherited the unification, and the country was named Da Chu.

The north was founded by the senior officials of Chu Li's border army, and the country was named Da Zhou.

The undercurrents in the world are surging, wars and frictions are common, and the tendency of the weak to prey on the strong becomes more and more obvious.

Pengcheng was originally located in the hinterland of the Chuli Dynasty, facing north and south. After the two dynasties were separated, it was only a few hundred miles away from the border.

The border troops of the Zhou Dynasty came to the city within a day.

Not to mention martial arts masters, this time can be shortened even more when using body techniques.

How many families of the same size and more prominent disappeared in front of the Lu family, leaving them walking on thin ice and not daring to relax at all.

No matter how arrogant and extravagant a family is, they will not relax the education of their descendants.

As the only male of Wufang's generation, Lu Li is very slow in martial arts and can be called a stubborn stone.

A person with average qualifications can complete the entry into body tempering within a hundred days. It took him more than half a year, and this was based on the fact that he enjoyed dozens of times more training resources than the disciples of the poor family.

People of the same generation with outstanding qualifications can complete the five steps of body tempering within two or three years.

Those with mediocre qualifications and slow progress can still reach the final step of body tempering before reaching adulthood. Their qi and blood are as strong as an oven, and they are heading towards the realm of stimulating internal energy and drawing qi into the body.

And Lu Li was still in the third step of body tempering until he was fifteen years old, barely able to make his muscles and bones work together, and became the laughing stock of the clan.

On his fifteenth birthday, Lu Li, who was depressed, had low self-esteem and was closed off, lost his footing and fell into the misty lake in the garden. When he was rescued by a servant, he was already dying.

I lay in bed for a full seven days before I recovered. From then on, my temperament changed drastically and my behavior was also different.

What made Wufang happy the most was that Lu Li's martial arts talent had finally risen from the level of a rotten tree to at least a piece of metasequoia.

It took a year to successfully reach the final step of body tempering.

No one knew that Lu Li’s soul had undergone earth-shaking changes since the day he lost his footing and fell into the water.