NOVEL NEXT Chapter 16: Ancestral Sword Manual
Then, Liu Jian took Shen Lang to the training ground. The ground here was bumpy, but there were many disciples practicing hard, and they exuded an aura of perseverance.
Shen Lang looked at this scene and was a little more shocked. He understood that the external poverty could not cover up the sect's inner strength and spirit.
Although what he saw in front of him was a little surprising, he also became more determined to practice well in Xuantian Sect.
The next day, Liu Jian found Shen Lang with a serious look on his face and said to him: "Shen Lang, I have a mission in a few days to go to Wutong County to deal with the Demon Suppression Tower riot. This is not a small matter, you have to be prepared. ”
Shen Lang nodded in agreement with firm eyes, and then turned around and headed to the disciple room, wanting to seize the time to practice and improve his strength.
However, not long after Shen Lang arrived at the disciple's room, he heard an urgent call from outside: "Shen Lang, master calls you over."
Shen Lang's heart trembled. He didn't know why Emperor Xing wanted to see him at this time, but he still hurriedly got up and went.
When Shen Lang came to Xing Tianzi, Xing Tianzi suddenly attacked him without saying a word.
Shen Lang was shocked, but his body reacted subconsciously and quickly used moves to resist.
Xing Tianzi moved one move after another, and the attack was as fierce as the wind and rain, and Shen Lang tried his best to deal with it.
Under Xing Tianzi's attack, Shen Lang kept using his moves. The more Xing Tianzi fought, the more surprised he became. He found that Shen Lang's moves were so experienced, and he didn't look like a new disciple at all.
As time went by, Shen Lang gradually adapted to Xing Tianzi's attack rhythm, and could occasionally counterattack with a few moves, which surprised and delighted Xing Tianzi.
"Stop!" Xing Tianzi shouted and stopped the attack.
Shen Lang was breathing heavily, with beads of sweat on his forehead.
Xing Tianzi looked at him with burning eyes and said, "Shen Lang, I didn't expect you to make such rapid progress. It seems that you are indeed a talented person."
Shen Lang said humbly: "Master, I'm so complimentary. It's all because of my good teaching."
Xing Tianzi nodded slightly, his eyes full of relief.
"Shen Lang, your talent is good, but if you want to go further on the path of cultivation, you need to master more profound mental methods."
With that said, Xingtianzi began to teach Shen Lang a unique mental technique.
Shen Lang listened attentively, keeping every word in mind.
Xing Tianzi explained and personally demonstrated and guided Shen Lang so that Shen Lang could better understand the operation of the mind.
Following Xing Tianzi's teachings, Shen Lang felt the breath in his body gradually surge, as if a powerful force was awakening.
After explaining the mental method, Xingtianzi carefully took out a yellowed sword manual from his arms, handed it to Shen Lang solemnly, and said: "This sword manual is an undisclosed secret of our sect. It contains extremely important records. You must practice your profound swordsmanship diligently and not let it go."
Shen Lang took the sword manual with both hands, his eyes full of excitement and awe.
After returning to his residence, Shen Lang held the sword manual tightly, his eyes flashing with impatient light. He was so eager to learn this magical movement skill as soon as possible.
He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said resolutely: "The system will consume three years of life to deduce the martial arts "Spiritual Shadow Step"."
As his words fell, a crisp sound of "ding" sounded in his mind.
Hearing this familiar voice, Shen Lang quickly held his breath and concentrated, immersing himself wholeheartedly in this wonderful realm.
[The martial arts deduction of "Lingying Step" begins]
[In the first year of deduction, a vague figure seems to appear in your mind, moving at an extremely strange pace. You try hard to capture every detail of that figure's movements]
[In the second year of deduction, the figure gradually becomes clearer. You feel that your understanding of this movement begins to deepen, and the breath in your body slowly flows.]
[In the third year of deduction, the figure has become clearer, and you can clearly see the agile pace changes]
[End of this deduction]
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However, when Shen Lang withdrew from this state and happily wanted to continue deeper, he was shocked to find that he had encountered difficulties at the entry level.
He realized that his current life span was simply not enough to support him in completing subsequent deductions.
Shen Lang's brows furrowed tightly, his heart filled with anxiety and unwillingness.
He must find a way to gain more lifespan, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve greater breakthroughs in this movement technique.
In desperation, Shen Lang had to rush to find Liu Jian to take over the task.
When he came to Liu Jian, Liu Jian looked at his eager look and was slightly startled.
Shen Lang said eagerly: "Senior Liu Jian, I'm here to take over the mission you mentioned last time."
When Liu Jian saw Shen Lang being so active, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but praise: "Shen Lang, you are really motivated and hardworking. It's rare for you to have such determination and perseverance. But this mission is not easy, you must be careful ah."
Shen Lang nodded firmly and said, "Senior, don't worry, I will do my best."
Then, Liu Jian's expression became serious and he explained to Shen Lang the precautions in the task in detail, emphasizing every detail repeatedly for fear that Shen Lang would miss something.
After the explanation, Liu Jian carefully took out a magic-seeking disk from his arms, handed it to Shen Lang solemnly, and said, "This magic-seeking disk can help you find the target in your mission. You must keep it properly."
Shen Lang took the Demon Seeking Disk with both hands, held it tightly in his hands, and nodded solemnly: "Thank you, Senior Liu Jian, I will definitely complete the task and live up to your expectations."
Then, Shen Lang turned and left.
Shen Lang held the Demon Seeking Disk tightly in his hand, and set off on the road to Wutong County with a solemn look.
Along the way, he kept thinking about the cause of the turmoil in the Demon Suppression Tower, and various speculations and doubts were intertwined in his heart.
The scenery along the way passed by his eyes quickly, and as he got closer and closer to Wutong County, Shen Lang's uneasiness became stronger.
Finally, he arrived in Wutong County.
As soon as he stepped into this land, a strong demonic aura came to his face. The breath seemed to carry endless evil and oppression, which made Shen Lang's breathing stagnate.
Shen Lang frowned, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes. He knew that there must be a huge danger hidden here.
He took a deep breath, calmed the waves in his heart, and then walked forward carefully.
He was extremely cautious with every step he took, as if a trap might appear under his feet at any time.
The magic-seeking disk in his hand began to flicker slightly, and the light was sometimes bright and sometimes dim, as if guiding him.
Shen Lang stared at the magic-seeking disk closely, adjusting the direction of advance as its light changed.
Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the darkness around him. Shen Lang's heart tightened, and he immediately drew his sword and looked around vigilantly.