Chapter 54 Sword Enlightenment, Mind

He practiced day and night for another two days. On the night of the third day, he found another problem. He found that "Basic Swordsmanship" could not improve his attack power by such hard practice. In the past two days, he practiced almost uninterrupted swords, and the basic swordsmanship made him as proficient as water, but the attack power of the basic swordsmanship was only increased to 10 points, that is to say, it only increased by 3 points in two days, which made him have to stop and think about what was going on.

After careful consideration, he has a little clue. The essence of "Basic Swordsmanship" is to lay the foundation of the luck sword and attach the spirit of war to the sword to increase the lethality. In the few days, although his swordsmanship has become more and more pure, his level has not improved. He is still a 1-star entry-level warrior, slightly feeling it with his consciousness. The whirlwind of war in Dantian is still spleen...

"Well, maybe..."

He thought for a while, and his mind suddenly turned, and half of the spirit of war was transferred from the whirlwind of the war and attached to the iron sword and stabbed it with a sword.

"The overall attack power of 30+5,35 points, good."

He withdrew the spirit of war, took a deep breath, shook his right arm, and gathered all the spirit of war in the whirlwind of war and attached it to the iron sword. At this thorn, he suddenly realized: "30+10,40 points of attack power, it seems that the power of war is inseparable from the spirit of war. It seems that my current fighting spirit can only exert half of the power of Basic Swordsmanship. Even if I continue to practice, it will not help. If so, I have to improve my strength as soon as possible. It's not easy to improve my strength. I just promoted to a 1-star entry-level warrior. I don't know how long it will take to upgrade to 2 stars. Aunt Jieya also said that it is more difficult to improve the strength of the warrior than to mention his profession. Only in training can we stimulate the fighting spirit in the body and improve strength faster... Um, hone?"

Thinking of the word "honed", his eyes suddenly lit up, but the next moment, they dimmed. How can it be called training? Can't this kind of sword practice day and night be called training? What's more, he did feel that while practicing swords, the spirit of war in the whirlwind of his war was fluctuating and even boiling, and the frequency of absorbing the spirit of wild spirits was also accelerated a lot, which should not be a problem.

For a moment, he put down his sword and lay in the courtyard looking up at the stars in the sky.

Suddenly, there were two slight sounds outside the courtyard door, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Since he stepped into the entry section, his hearing has been much sharper. Although these two thud sounds were slight, he still heard them in his ears. Suspected, he stood up with a carp, held his breath, and carefully walked to the door.

He poked his head, looked left and right, but saw nothing. He lowered his head, looked at it, and found two figures on the ground. The two groups of figures remained motionless and seemed to be dead. He didn't move. After observing quietly for a long time, he slowly stepped forward.

The two people lying on the ground are wearing black clothes. At first glance, they are used to doing things at night. He had a strange mind and turned one of them over with his foot. This man is still masked. He bent down and reached out to pull the black scarf off his face. That's a strange face, and he doesn't know it. Looking down, he found a red line on the man's neck. He reached out and touched the man's head, and the man's head rolled to one side, his head and identity.

"Fuck!"

He was shocked, jumped up and stood still and looked around.

It's still a quiet night, and you can't even see a ghost. Although there was no ghost, he saw two dead people with separated heads and bodies, and died outside the wall of his yard.

"Who are these two people? Why did they appear outside my yard and who killed them..."

Staring at the two dead people for a while, he suddenly smelled something and sucked his nose.

With this suction, a faint smile quietly appeared on his face. He was relieved, stepped forward, kicked two dead people a few times, and scolded, "Fuck, this is the end of peeping at me." After scolding, he smiled and bent down to touch the two dead men. Since the last time he turned over the body by the lake with Lai Liu, he has fallen in love with the feeling of turning over the body.

He has no hope for these two corpses, but it's good to find out a spiritual ring, some elixir, or even a few gold coins. It's just that the living can't make a fortune. If he doesn't even make a fortune of the dead, he will be too sorry for himself. He stretched out his hands and walked carefully on the two bodies, even taking off the shoes of the bodies to see if the spiritual ring was worn on his toes...

After turning over for a while, he suddenly stood up, kicked the two bodies and scolded, "What two fucking poor people who don't even have hair, damn it." He kicked again, and he didn't care that the two bodies returned to the yard and continued to lie on the ground and watch the stars.

There are many stars and bright. He looked at them and thought of his mother. Thinking of his mother, his blood boiled again. He sat up and muttered, "Mother, Fenger finally broke through the professional body and is no longer a waste. I'm sorry that Fenger lied to you before and let Yueqing tell you that Fenger has broken through as a legalist priest. Feng'er didn't want to lie to her mother, but was afraid that her mother would be worried. Mother, how are you..." Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth again and said, "Mom, wait for Feng'er. Feng'er will definitely work hard and save you when Feng'er is strong. At that time, if anyone dares to stop it, Feng'er will kill anyone."

The moon gradually rose, and his heart slowly calmed down. Under boredom, he lay flat on the cold ground again, feeling the absorption of the spirit.

After stepping into the entry stage and forming a whirlwind of war in the body, the spirit directly absorbed will not directly enter the whirlwind of war. The spin of war is equivalent to a thin wall of an airbag, which will filter the spirit qi that enters the body, and then remove the fine solid particles and impurities in the spirit of the spirit, then it will be converted into the qi of war and stored in the spin of war. This is described in the Body Secret, which is not only a skill to form a professional ontology, but also an entry-level skill. After practicing the Body Secret, Lu Feng is no stranger to the spin of war and the spirit of war.

As Jieya said, the profession of warrior is indeed different from the profession of forensics, wizards and doctors. In the absence of civil war spirit, the war swirl is almost in a sleeping state, and there are very few wild spirits that can be absorbed and converted, and it is impossible for warriors to practice through simple meditation. Only when warriors hone, such as using combat skills and fighting with others, will the spirit of war be stirred. Only then will the whirlwind of the war be activated and the whirlwind of war will operate. Therefore, if the warriors do not hone and fight, their promotion will be slower than snails.

Lu Feng thought about this and felt the whirlwind of war as if he were asleep.

At this time, he suddenly felt another consciousness in his mind. This is not the first time I have felt this way. As always, the power of the soul was mobilized, and he directly erased this consciousness. He didn't know what this consciousness was, but he vaguely felt that it might be a divine dog, or a demon god swallowing the sky, or the bone queen was not really killed by him, but it doesn't matter much. At present, these have no impact on him, and he can completely control the situation.

Perhaps, this is not a bad thing. Maybe it will bring him an ice and fire dragon heart fruit and give him an unexpected harvest like the Bone Queen being swallowed back.

"Ice and Fire Dragon Heart Fruit? Well, maybe I should refine the cold energy of the ice and fire dragon heart fruit into ice source crystals and fire source crystals into the whirlwind of the war, so that my attack may be able to attach attributes to attack.

Thinking of this, he immediately sat on the ground, condensed his mind, and mobilized the power of his soul to sink into Dantian.

In Dantian, the ice-blue ice source crystals the size of pigeon eggs and the red fire source crystals slowly rotate in Dantian, which looks very beautiful. After feeling for a while, he gathered the power of his soul and slowly wrapped it in the ice-blue ice source crystal.

Although the ice source crystal is still so cold, it doesn't have the slightest intensity, just want to be a docile child. He slowly wrapped it with the power of his soul, turned his mind, and moved it away little by little.

He is a little excited and nervous. If he succeeds, it means that he has the equivalent of having five elements.

The whirl of war does not have a blowing mouth like a balloon, but a complete airbag, which will also mean that it is impossible to stuff the ice source crystal from somewhere. But it doesn't matter. The battle is no longer a mysterious thing for Lu Feng. He knows how to do it.

When the ice source crystallizes on the film wall of the whirlwind of war, he divided part of the soul power to control the whirlwind of war. The spin of war is very magical, like the condensate of countless cells, so to send the ice source crystal into the war circle, you only need to control the war spin with the power of the soul to swallow the ice source crystal.

This is a bold idea born from Lu Feng's understanding of the battle. He doesn't know whether he can succeed or not. Maybe he should ask Lu Chengfeng, but his painstaking efforts can't wait for tomorrow, so he wants to make a great attempt.

As soon as the power of the soul was wrapped around the whirlwind of war, he penetrated the power of the soul into every small airbag of the whirlwind of war. These airbags absorbed the spirit in the body to convert the spirit of the spirit of war. At the same time, these airbags are also equivalent to the fusion edge of countless airbag cells.

As soon as the power of the soul penetrated in, the whole war trembled and squirmed slowly. At this moment, Lu Feng was a little scared again: "If I can't fix it well and destroy this battle, will I be useless again? Will it return to the soul-absorbing section and need to break through again, the whirlwind of cohesion war, or will there be no turning back once it is scrapped?

"Fuck, go for it."

He has never been a person who is afraid of wolves and tigers. On the contrary, he is a bold person.

As soon as he bit his teeth and made up his mind, the power of the soul spread out, directly wrapping the ice blue ice source crystal on the outside of the whirl of war, just like a cell soft creature to devour the prey sent to his mouth.