C17 The One-armed Old Man

"You … "Alright!"

Qin Wu, who had been discussing the difficulty of the [Myriad Spirit Sword Technique], choked. Just as he was about to curse out in anger, he suddenly turned around and began to cheer.

Fine, aren't you going to act cool? So what if I let you take it away to learn?

Could it be that a person with mortal roots who had been at the Qi Condensation stage for more than ten years, a good-for-nothing alchemist of the first rank, would be able to learn the [Myriad Spirit Sword Technique] that had been in the Martial Pavilion for dozens of years?

Stop joking around!

Looking at the satisfied expression on Qin Ming's face, Qin Wu thought in his heart.

"Since cousin Qin Ming has already chosen his martial skill, then I will need to confirm it with the one-armed old man." Looking at Qin Ming who was flipping through the pages of the Myriad Spirit Sword Technique, a light flashed past Qin Wu's eyes.

An ordinary martial skill naturally didn't need to be reviewed by the one-armed old man who lived in the Martial Pavilion all this time.

But on the second floor, if one wanted to learn any of the martial arts, they would need to make a record of it with the one-armed old man to deduct contribution points, and they could only copy it and not take it away.

However, the one-armed old man had a rather weird temperament. Most of the disciples that he needed to meet had to do a series of tasks by themselves.

It's not impossible if you don't do it, but the result will be terrible.

Of course, if you want the one-armed old man to do it, or if you want him to talk back on purpose, the result will probably be even worse.

"Over here, on the third floor of the Martial Pavilion."

Qin Wu led the way, looking forward to see Qin Ming offend the one-armed old man.

After all, the one-armed old man even dared to fix the Celestial Sect's Sect Leader! If Qin Ming offended her, he would probably not need to participate in the Great Clan Competition for the next two months. It would not be impossible for his to be removed from the list of candidates by the entire Qin family.

In the entire Celestial Sect, who was the scariest? Qin Wu's first choice would definitely be the one-armed old man.

It was completely unfathomable!

At the end of the bookshelf, in a place where the light could barely reach, stood a small counter.

In the darkness, Qin Ming laid on a reclining chair with the only arm holding a jug of wine. In the darkness, he could not see the person's appearance clearly, but everyone called him by the one-armed old man.

However, just as he arrived at the counter, Qin Wu bowed to the one-armed old man.

Qin Ming was startled, but did not do anything.

"Hehe, this fellow still doesn't know the temper of the one-armed old man, right?" Qin Wu looked at the "stiff" Qin Ming, and thought to himself maliciously.

Although the people of Celestial Sect called the guy who was lying on the reclining chair the one-armed old man, the one who came to the Martial Pavilion to call him was not the pavilion master.

And this trash, Qin Ming, actually dared to ignore the one-armed old man. If the one-armed old man was not in a good mood, then the casual punishment he received would be enough to let Qin Ming understand how miserable it was.

"I would like to borrow the array formation《 Myriad Spirit Sword Technique》, Celestial Sect Qin Ming."

The previous owner of this body would never be able to enter the Martial Pavilion, so Qin Ming was not clear about the steps within.

Wasn't this cousin of his supposed to make a fool of himself?

"Hey, hey, hey!" What are you doing?! "

Qin Wu looked at Qin Ming who was about to leave in shock, and was completely dumbfounded.

Although he really wanted to see Qin Ming court death in front of the one-armed old man and get punished, Qin Ming's straightforward and clean action made it difficult for him to think straight.

What was he doing?!

Qin Wu looked at the one-armed old man who seemed to be asleep on the chair, and Qin Ming who was about to turn around and leave with the [Myriad Spirit Sword Technique].

One must know that all martial skills in the Martial Pavilion could only be copied and not taken away!

Even the lowest ranked martial skill could only be copied and carefully studied. Otherwise, why would everyone borrow one for ten days to half a month?

The more valuable a martial skill was, the more it was not allowed to be taken away and had to be copied. Moreover, he had to pay enough "Contribution Points", otherwise, anyone could borrow it. Spirit Ranked Martial Techniques were already common in Celestial Sect.

Qin Ming took the [Myriad Spirit Sword Technique] and left so easily, wasn't this simply slapping him in the face?

Slap his face was not important, the most important thing was that he completely disregarded the rules of the Martial Pavilion and the one-armed old man!

Looking at the one-armed old man who was still slumped on the reclining chair and Qin Ming who was walking further and further away, Qin Wu was at a loss.

Since he wanted to call Qin Ming back, he decided to follow the rules of the Martial Pavilion.

He also wanted to see Qin Ming just leave like this, so that he could bear the rage of the one-armed old man.

The most important thing was, he didn't know if he would be punished by this eccentric guy if he were to wake up the one-armed old man directly.

The Heaven's Pride that had offended the one-armed old man before was now three meters tall, right?

"I …" "Oh my god!"

In a split-second, Qin Ming disappeared from the second level of the Martial Pavilion with the [Myriad Spirit Sword Technique], and left the second level of the Martial Pavilion with the [Myriad Spirit Sword Technique]!

Qin Wu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at the seemingly unconscious one-armed old man. In his heart, ten thousand horses of grass and mud galloped past.

It can't be?

How could such a coincidence happen?

Did the one-armed old man really fall asleep?!

However, shouldn't experts at this level be able to sense the outside world at all times, even when they were resting?!

Then … Should I …

Looking at the three other battle skills that seemed to be waving at him, Qin Wu's heart began to stir.

He had spent a long time accumulating sect contribution points in exchange for the [Cloud Dragon Palm].

At that moment, Qin Ming did not even greet them respectfully, and directly brought away the Myriad Spirit Sword Technique that was comparable to the Cloud Dragon Palm, and maybe even better.

Although to Qin Wu, it was nothing more than chewing on a peony and would not help Qin Ming in any way, but he was still extremely envious.

In two months time, it would be the competition. If he could learn a decent martial skill …

Thinking of this, Qin Wu gritted his teeth.

This was an opportunity that he could not afford to lose!

Slowly moving to the bookshelf that held the three remaining martial skills, Qin Wu's eyes moved back and forth between the《 Asura Strike》 and the《 Soul Extinguishing Bell》.

He had already learned the Cloud Dragon Palm, and only these two martial skills that were quite decent for him were left.

However, the "Soul Extinguisher Bell" required one to be at the scout level to be able to cultivate, and even more so required a powerful spiritual will.

Gritting his teeth, Qin Wu took the Asura Seal into his hand. Glancing at the distant shadows of the pavilion, he quickly walked up the stairs to the second floor.

Because, this was the rule of the one-armed old man!

One step, two steps.

Slowly, Qin Wu moved to the stairs on the second floor. Turning around to look at the unresponsive darkness, Qin Wu took a step forward.

"Bam!"

Who knew that just as he took his first step up the stairs, a powerful spiritual light enveloped him completely. The great pressure made him feel as if he was surrounded by several walls, as if his entire body was going to fall apart.

Aside from that, a powerful amount of spiritual energy was coiling around his body like flames. An intense pain accompanied by scorching heat filled Qin Wu's mind.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "No way!"

In just a split-second, Qin Wu felt as if his entire body was on fire and he felt an excruciating pain that felt as if every bone in his body was about to be torn apart.

"Why, why is it that Qin Ming can leave with the [Myriad Spirit Sword Technique], and I can't even comprehend the [Asura Seal]?!"

Qin Wu howled in pain as his spirit energy wrapped around him, but no one answered him.

In the attic, in the shadows.

The one-armed old man, who had his eyes closed all this while, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the staircase to the second floor.

"Myriad Spirit Sword Technique?" "What an interesting young man."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes once more, as if he hadn't heard Qin Wu's heart-wrenching cry.

Chapter 18: The Formation has a Spirit (I leaked it before, make up for it!)

Qin Ming took the [Myriad Spirit Sword Technique] and left, so he did not understand how Qin Wu died after he left.

However, even if he knew, he would probably only say that he had done it himself.

The reason why he had directly taken away the [Myriad Spirit Sword Technique] was because the [Myriad Spirit Sword Technique] placed in the Martial Pavilion did not belong to a martial skill, but to a secret book on arrays.

If he wanted to learn formations, he could only learn the original ones.

As long as there was the slightest mistake, the final result would be the difference between heaven and earth.

Qin Wu, who didn't understand anything about this, saw Qin Ming take the most precious "martial skill" from the second floor without paying any price, and wanted to directly take the "Asura Seal" away with him. Naturally, he received the appropriate punishment.

"Myriad Spiritual Sword Array."

Back in the room where the door was kicked open, Qin Ming sat on the bed and started flipping through the Myriad Spirit Sword Technique.

Although the name of the Myriad Spirit Sword Technique was like a martial skill, it was worthy of being called the Myriad Spirit Sword Array.

Those that hadn't come in contact with the complex runes and symbols of the array naturally couldn't understand it.

But, all of these were not difficult for Qin Ming.

It was impossible for a true Grandmaster of the Dao of alchemy to only have skill in the Dao of alchemy. Even if one's own strength was relatively low, one's attainments in the Dao of array formations were absolutely extraordinary!

There was no other reason. As long as a mortal pill was willing to give its resources, a stronger ordinary person would be able to refine it.

Spirit pills, on the other hand, not only required a lot of precious resources, it also required an unknown amount of time to slowly improve.

However, when it came to mystical pills, it was no longer as simple as the dao of pills.

Myriad Arts Returning to Profound, Mysterious and Mysterious, the Gate of All Wonders.

However, the Absolute Pellet required a person to be in the state of being 'one with the world'. Normally, the medicinal effects of the medicinal ingredients would be fused together perfectly and then increased by several times. It was even created by integrating the Qi of the Heavens and the Earth.

But the mystical pills were made by man, to seize the fortune of the world.

Although the karmic luck was intangible, it was real.

The alchemy masters had once been confused, and had even had the blood and essence of a powerful cultivator poured into them. Although they had indeed formed Xuan Cores, they had greatly changed the nature of Xuan Cores.

Moreover, the Xuan Core had not changed in the slightest, and it had filled in the flaw.

At this point, it provided the Alchemy Master Sect with a true path to walk.

Formation steals the sky, and the path of alchemy becomes profound!

As Dan Di in his previous life, how could he not know about formations?

"The Myriad Spirit Sword Technique can draw in the blood of all spirits and form its own formation diagram. However, the requirements for the host body is quite high. If all the Myriad Spirit Essences can be gathered here, even an expert of the Sea Transformation stage would have to avoid it."

In a short period of time, Qin Ming had already roughly seen the entire Myriad Spirit Sword Technique once.

One had to say, this Myriad Spirit Sword Technique was indeed something that was planned elsewhere.

Using the demon beast's soul and even a person's soul that resided on the array diagram, every time it was used, it would appear as if there were ten thousand spirits coming out of it, condensing into a divine sword and borrowing the force of heaven and earth to exert a great amount of power.

It was a formation that grew stronger and stronger as the battle progressed.

However, the limitations were too much.

First was the material of the spirit diagram. How precious would a material that could inhabit ten thousand spirits be? Furthermore, how could the souls and souls of ten thousand spirits be so easily obtained?

However, if he wanted to find a demon beast with a strength similar to his own, killing it wouldn't be that easy, let alone the fact that he needed ten thousand souls?

"No wonder according to what Qin Wu said, it's a pity to forgo the taste of food."

"Formations require an array diagram. Otherwise, one would not be able to meticulously inscribe formations in such a short amount of time. However, it is hard to find a Spiritual Array Master, let alone an ordinary second-rate Pill Dao Sect."

Qin Ming shook his head, feeling pity for the [Myriad Spirit Sword Technique].

"Since you've been covered in dust for hundreds of years, let me show you how sharp I am!" Qin Ming's eyes flashed with a bright light as he looked at the book in his hand, which was inscribed with a complex pattern and made up for by the spirit array.

In that moment, Qin Ming's eyes closed slightly. In the Divine Hall's cave, the divine soul sat in a meditative pose, like a great sun, with streams of spirit energy interweaving in his body.

The spirit energy was drawn out by Qin Ming's soul, becoming threads like spider silk. In the end, they twisted and turned into spirit seals, and in the blink of an eye, there were dozens of them.

"Go!"

Qin Ming opened his eyes, and the ten spirit seals entered into the surrounding area, in a moment, a sword the size of an infant's arm formed of spirit force flashed, and the sound of wind tearing could be heard.

"Is ten Spiritual Seals a Spiritual Sword?" Seeing the flash of the Spirit Qi sword, Qin Ming shook his head.

"No wonder Qin Wu said that even the top geniuses of the Celestial Sect s would only have white swords."

The Dao of array formations was the same as the Dao of pills; there was a clear division of levels.

Spiritual Array Master, Mysterious Array Master, and Heavenly Array Master.

Just like the mortal pills and the spirit pills of the Dao of alchemy, the mystical pills were tightly ranked.

A Spiritual Array Master that could control hundreds of Spiritual Seals was only a Rank 1 Spiritual Array Master. Even the lowest rank of Spiritual Array Masters over a thousand would be a Rank 3 Spiritual Array Master.

If it wasn't for the fact that the resources and talent required by a Spiritual Array Master were too great and if they didn't need to study hard, who knew how many people would be thrown into this job like moths to a flame.

Formations could change the heavens and change the earth. The Dao of alchemy could become a Deity!

Although the principles were different, they complemented each other.

Any pill refiner who qualified and obtained his own title was an array master.

However, it was very difficult for an array master to be a pill refiner with a title.

As Dan Di in his previous life, Qin Ming had intercepted the dragon veins and heaven's energy, so it was impossible for him to not know of arrays.

On the contrary, his attainments in the Dao of array formations were in no way inferior to many grandmasters of array formations.

This "Myriad Spirit Sword Technique" had made up for the deficiencies of his martial skill, and was even able to become a method of his absolute killing.

"Since that's the case, let's make a trip to the Demon Beast Forest."

Looking at the place where the spirit sword slashed, Qin Ming's eyes flashed.

The sword wants spirit, with blood as an offering!