C14 A Lost Ancient Sword Art

Cultivation methods and martial skills were now divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Black Yellow, and Black Yellow. Each level was further divided into four sub-levels: high, medium, and low.

Ancient sword techniques were not included in the category of Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow because at that time, there was no distinction between Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow.

It was said that the entire world had once experienced an unprecedented catastrophe. The cultivation techniques and martial techniques of the past had all disappeared without a trace.

The current cultivation methods and martial techniques were all people who came later. They had been compiled based on their memories, and after countless years of development... How many people created innovations and innovations before they had today's savings... Furthermore, there was a strict classification.

No matter how ignorant Woo Zhengyang was, living in an ancient martial arts world like this, he had heard all kinds of rumors about that catastrophe, so the meaning of the four words ancient sword technique was self-evident.

A lost ancient sword technique!

Suppressing his excitement, Woo Zhengyang continued to flip open the second page of the Sword Sacrificing Spell.

The Sword Sacrificing Spell used one's body as a sacrifice to the sword, the soul as a sacrifice to the sword, the world as a sacrifice to the sword, and the vast sea of stars as a sacrifice to the sword.

The sword was a weapon, and it was the soul of the sword. The sword in its hand could split open the heavens, split open the earth, and sever life and death. The sword in its heart could not be destroyed, its soul could not be moved, and it could be invincible against me!

Each character was like a sword, carrying with it the power to break anything. They stabbed into Woo Zhengyang's heart. Just the words from before had given Woo Zhengyang a lot of benefits, and he had unknowingly immersed himself in them!

"Ah..."

Woo Zhengyang suddenly woke up with a light cry, and cold sweat instantly covered his entire body.

The last sentence of the first sentence was: "Those who do not have a strong will and are unable to completely read the first sentence in their mind cannot cultivate. Otherwise, their body will be broken and their sword will fall, and their divine soul will not exist!"

Every word at the front carried the true understanding of the Sword Dao, and every word at the back carried a true sword that could kill the heart.

The person who used the sword force in the brush and ink to write the 'Sword Sacrificing Spell' could clearly see his attainments in the Sword Dao.

Of the 27 words, Woo Zhengyang had only read those three words when he felt as if he had been cut apart by 10,000 swords. He was so shocked that he broke out in cold sweat.

Holding his mind, Woo Zhengyang continued to look down. A vibration that came from his soul came out from within the words, making Woo Zhengyang feel as if he had fallen into a hopeless situation, and his body started to tremble slightly.

The eighth word!

The eleventh word!

Fifteenth word!

Woo Zhengyang's clothes were completely drenched in sweat. He gritted his teeth and held the ancient book tightly in his hand. Fortunately, the ancient book looked ordinary, but it was abnormally tough. Not to mention being destroyed, it was difficult to even wrinkle it.

"If others can write it, I can read it! It's just 27 words, what can you do to me!"

Thinking of this, the pressure around him lessened a lot. Woo Zhengyang continued to read.

The 18th word!

The twenty-first word!

The 27th word!

"Hong... Long..."

After he finished reading the last word, Woo Zhengyang felt as if his mind had been split into two, and he could no longer bear it and fainted!

In the coma, Woo Zhengyang seemed to have a trance dream!

In the dream, there was a white figure holding a fiery red long sword, waving it repeatedly. With every swing of the sword, the sword qi would condense into a single word, flying towards Woo Zhengyang.

Raising his dizzy head, Woo Zhengyang woke up from his dream. In his hand, the Sword Sacrificing Spell seemed to have lost its vitality, turning into white light spots and dissipating into the air.

Regarding this, Woo Zhengyang did not have any regrets, because every word in the Sword Sacrificing Spell had been deeply engraved in his mind.

This was a very mysterious feeling, and many things had unknowingly appeared in his mind. What was even more amazing was that these things had entered his mind. It was still carrying the immortal sword intent. What Woo Zhengyang could come into contact with... It was still just the preface and the beginning of a few chapters.

The Sword Sacrificing Spell seemed to be the name of a martial technique, but it was a cultivation technique. It was all called the Sword Sacrifice Shattering the Void Technique. Apart from the Sword Sacrifice Shattering the Void Technique, it was also called the Sword Sacrifice Shattering the Void Technique. There was actually a four-word sword technique that could not be considered a martial technique, but was extremely simple. It was simple to the point that there were only four big words: Piercing, Flipping, Chop.

Time was extremely important to cultivators who had stepped into the ranks of ancient martial arts. From the moment they stepped into the Martial Disciple, a seed of time had been planted. And... His heartbeat and breathing had become an instinct. When he woke up, without any measurement, people knew how much time had passed. Until death.

The teachings of the Sword Sacrificing Spell were incomparably profound, causing Woo Zhengyang to immerse himself in it and forget about the flow of time. Only when he woke up did he realize that it had been half a night.

Seeing that dawn was about to break, Woo Zhengyang did not dare to waste any more time. He started to read the first chapter of the Sword Sacrifice Shattering the Void in his mind: Meridian Training.

Meridian Training through Qi was the first step of ancient martial arts cultivation, and the Martial Disciple was just a common name. This realm was originally called the Meridian Training Realm. After the Meridian Refining Realm, it was called the Reality Condensing Stage Martial Master. The Shape Gathering Stage, which was known as the Grandmaster, and so on and so forth.

Putting aside the cultivation method of the Sword Sacrificing Spell, just the insights contained within the words were extremely precious. Even during breakfast time, Woo Zhengyang read the Pulse Refining chapter six times before stopping.

However, Woo Zhengyang was not in a hurry to cultivate it. Although the words' ancient sword technique 'were tempting enough, Woo Zhengyang had only come into contact with this kind of cultivation technique, so it was better for him to go to Profound Arts Pavilion and take a look first.

Profound Arts Pavilion was incomparably huge. It occupied an entire mountain peak, located in the middle of the mountain range where the inner sect disciples and outer sect disciples lived. There were gates at the front and back, but the gates on the outer sect disciples' side could only enter the first three levels.

From the Six-union Valley to the Profound Arts Pavilion, Woo Zhengyang had to pass through the five gates of the Five Elemental Valley, Four Titans Valley, Three Talents Valley, Yin Yang Valley, and Tai Chi Valley.

Almost few people went in and out of the Taiji Valley and Yin Yang Valley. From time to time, people from the other three valleys would point their fingers at Woo Zhengyang. As the last ranked disciple, he had almost caught up to the first place.

The noise and sighs were mixed. Of course, these people wouldn't follow and watch the show like yesterday. It was still early in the morning, and most of them had to go to the outer sect's main hall to accept missions. Even though there were only a few people who went to the Profound Arts Pavilion, after all, until now... Woo Zhengyang was the only new disciple this year, and he had already chosen his own cultivation technique.

Taking out his number plate, Woo Zhengyang smoothly entered the Profound Arts Pavilion. However, with his status, he could only choose his cultivation technique on the first level.

Although it was only the first level, it was the largest in the Profound Arts Pavilion. There were countless cultivation techniques and secret techniques in a row. They were divided into two areas, cultivation techniques and combat techniques.

The martial technique and martial technique areas were also divided into movement technique, defensive martial technique, and offensive martial technique areas. Each area was divided into several small areas, and they were especially detailed.

With a light sweep, Woo Zhengyang arrived at the cultivation area.

Low-grade Yellow Rank cultivation technique: Tide-Xi Art, Spirit Swallowing Art, Purple Wind Light Technique, Vast Cloud Sun Splitting Technique.

Middle-grade Yellow Rank cultivation technique: Golden Light Great / Technique, Soft Water Mountain Circling Technique, Spirit Congealing Mist Divine Technique.

Different from the Sword Sacrificing Spell, the cultivation techniques that were created later on were divided into sections and realms. Woo Zhengyang flipped through them and found that the method to cultivate the Meridian Realm was actually quite similar. The cultivation techniques that were compiled later on were also very detailed and complete, but Woo Zhengyang was not in the mood.

"Looks like the Sword Sacrificing Spell has already penetrated deep into my heart. I can't even not cultivate it!" Woo Zhengyang thought this way and prepared to leave. Now was not the time to choose a martial technique or cultivation technique.

The moment he turned around, Woo Zhengyang suddenly caught a glimpse of something and stopped.

He never noticed that the cultivation method area had also turned into two small areas. However, that small area was really too small. There were only a few dozen books. However, these dozen books had aroused Woo Zhengyang's interest.

The name of that area was: Body Tempering Technique Region!