Chapter 527: Two Sword Techniques

A few days ago, when he returned to Sect, he did not rush to return to his cave house. Instead, he went to the market again and purchased a lot of green condensing fruit from many different shops.

It was the first time he saw this batch of 300-year-old fruits. It was enough to greatly increase the quality of the elixir. After keeping all of them, he flew back to the cave house.

As soon as he stepped into the cave house, he closed the door tightly and put up a no visitor plate at the door. After that, he strode into the alchemy room.

This time, he stayed inside the alchemy room for more than a month.

When the door of the alchemy room opened again, a young man with messy hair and a shabby shirt came out. It was Liu Ming.

And there were more than forty cold condensing pills in the storage amulet around his waist.

He patted the dust on his blue shirt. After thinking slightly, he walked to the cave house’s secret room.

In the secret room.

Liu Ming sat cross-legs in the center. He put a jade box in front of him, which contained several silvery pills. He gently picked one up with two fingers, put it into his mouth and started adjusting his breath.

This cold condensing pill did not melt in the mouth like other elixirs, but it slipped directly into the abdomen. The next moment, he felt a chill air scattered in his abdomen, and the chill air began to swim away in his meridians.

At this time, there was a warm feeling in the dantian, then a steady stream of spiritual power surged out and went into all his limbs and bones.

Liu Ming only felt that his body was hot for a moment, then another cold air quickly gathered in his abdomen.

With the cycle of hot and cold, Liu Ming felt that the spiritual power in his body was slowly expanding.

After taking more than 20 cold condensing pills, he finally recovered the spiritual power absorbed by the mysterious bubble. His cultivation naturally returned to the Condensation Period later stage.

At this time, Liu Ming didn’t mean to leave the secret room in a hurry. Instead, he closed his eyes and couldn’t help reading at the Tai Gang Sword Tactic in Divine Thought.

With his current cultivation base, he could already train the other two powerful techniques of the Sword Cultivation.

The magical power of the finger sword on Tai Gang Sword Tactics could even be launched in in a spiral shape sword qi after cultivating with a unique method. It would be far stronger than other sword mystic arts.

But also because of this, Tai Gang Sword required a high toughness of the meridians of the cultivator. If he didn’t meet the requirements and forcefully cultivated it, it might cause his meridians to break or even lose control of his sword qi, making him self-explode. Therefore, normal Condensation Period later stage cultivator really couldn’t cultivate such technique=,

But for Liu Ming, who had practiced Hell Bone Code and Tiger Dragon Hell Prison, this was naturally a piece of cake for him.

As for the second magical power, it was the body and sword fusion that Liu Ming had long dreamed of.

When he first met Ye Tianmei in Shituo Mountain that day, Liu Ming witnessed the terrifying power of this body and sword fusion technique.

It was just that this kind of magical power could only be used when he had slightly mastered the Sword Controlling Technique.

Although Liu Ming had deliberately not practiced the technique of Sword Cultivator in recent years, he frequently uses the Sword Controlling Technique in combat with people. In addition to fighting the Demonized Lan Xi in the Illusive Demonic Pupil’s illusion, he had used the Sword Controlling Technique countless times and had slightly mastered. Therefore, he could also practice this body and sword fusion.

If he wanted to cultivate this magical power, he must put a drop of blood essence into the sword every day. Then, he had to use the relevant symbols mentioned in Tai Gang Sword Tactics for seven days and seven nights before he could achieve his first success.

In the other words, this magical power was just the basic of the real flying sword technique.

So Liu Ming immediately memorized these two sword tactics silently. He prepared to use all the remaining materials to refine into pills while practicing these two sword techniques.

One day later, a burst of cracking sound came one after another.

During this period, except for refining the condensing pills, Liu Ming spent the rest of the time comprehending and practicing the magical powers of the finger sword. He could already cast launch the finger sword.

In the secret room, Liu Ming lightly tapped at the ten meters gray boulder, then he flicked his finger.

“Pch“, a white sword qi blasted out. The boulder was penetrated in an instant, leaving a hole the size of an inch.

Liu Ming smiled slightly. He lifted his arm and flicked his fingers a few times at the boulder.

A burst of whistling sound!

Sword qi blasted out from his fingertips one after another, and all of them flashed into the boulder.

At the next moment, there were five holes of half an inch size on the boulder, but these holes were only a ruler deep. The sword qi didn’t penetrate through the boulder.

This finger sword, if it was condensed and fired with a single finger, the condensed sword qi in the body was relatively concentrated and powerful.

If he launched it with five fingers, although the power was reduced, the time needed to condense sword qi was greatly reduced. From condensing sword qi to launching it from his fingers, he almost did it in an instant.

With Liu Ming’s spiritual power cultivation base, he can achieve five sword qi instantly at most.

In comparison, although the sword light cast by sword weapon was more powerful, it would inevitably take some time to cast it. It was by no means convenient and concealed by the magical power of the finger sword.

When Liu Ming first started practicing finger sword, he also encountered some problems. For example, the problem of how to control the direction of sword qi.

When he made the sword gesture for the first time, the sword qi surged from inside his body to his fingertip. An inch size translucent light ball was condensed on his fingertip. It lost control and flew out for ten meters away, exploding on its own.

After more than ten days and nights of continuous practice, he finally cultivated this sword qi to the state where he could launch freely. He could control the power of the finger sword by adjusting the time of condensation.

At this moment, Liu Ming was thinking while changing the chant in his mind. A thicker white sword qi was launched out in a rapid spin. It flashed and went into the gray boulder in the far corner.

This was exactly the spiral sword energy.

“Boom”!

The gray boulder burst open in an instant, and the dense rubbles scattered to the surrounding in an instant.

Liu Ming’s face was slightly startled when he saw it. Although he knew that the finger sword technique recorded in Tai Gang Sword Jue was much more powerful than the ordinary finger sword, the scene before him was still beyond his expectation.

Such an astonishing power was almost no less than the sword light emitted by a spiritual sword. If an ordinary cultivator of the same level took a hit from this finger sword without any defense, his protective aura would be broken, and he would suffer a heavy injury.

After Liu Ming was overjoyed, he soon recovered his calm.

He then spent more than half a month refining the remaining materials into pills, then he sat cross-leg again, carefully comprehending the mystic arts of body and sword fusion.

After more than ten days, Liu Ming, after comprehending this sword tactic, decided to start sacrificial refining his spiritual sword.

After his sleeve flicked, the crimson sword flew out of it. After circling in the air, it became five meters in size and floated in front of Liu Ming.

He lifted a finger, forcing a drop of blood from it, changed his gesture and pointed lightly at the blood essence. The blood essence instantly blasted at the flying sword.

As the blood essence went into the sword, it turned into a blood thread that roamed on the sword. The small sword trembled from time to time, making a buzzing sound.

Seeing this, Liu Ming remembered the sword gesture silently in his heart. He kept changing his gestures and launched a series of symbols into the small sword.

Suddenly, the surface of the red flying sword flashed wildly a few times. The red runes lit up, emitting a dazzling light.

A weird scene appeared.

The wisps of red glow appeared out of thin air on the surface of the flying sword, slowly drifting towards Liu Ming. The red glow wrapped around him layer by layer.

After a while, Liu Ming was wrapped tightly in the red glow, and he closed his eyes without moving.

One day and one night later, Liu Ming opened his eyes and changed his gesture. The red glow faded and revealed the flying sword.

At the same time, the red glow wrapping around Liu Ming’s body also dissipated.

He lifted up with one hand, forced a drop of blood from his fingertip and flicked it again on the flying sword. It quickly merged into it…

After seven days and seven nights, at the center of the secret room, a mass of crimson light tumbled violently. A long roar came out from it all of sudden.

With a “bang”, the light burst open, revealing the figure sitting inside.

“Back”

Liu Ming groaned and waved in the air. The small crimson sword emitted a clear chime as its light faded, and it flew back into his sleeve.

“This body and sword fusion is really amazing and extraordinary. It can transform the sword light released by the spiritual sword and merge into my body.” Liu Ming thought for a moment before muttering excitedly. He then closed his eyes and continued to meditate and adjust his breath.

A few days later.

In the lobby of Liu Ming’s cave house, whistling sounds could be heard from time to time.

A red sword light flashed out from the hall, and it had already appeared at the end of the tunnel in the next moment. In a blink of an eye, the red light flashed and returned to the hall.

The speed was so fast!

Suddenly, the crimson light vanished, revealing a young man holding a crimson spiritual sword.