Chapter 94 Spell Knife, Encounter with the Fairy

Lao Jin's great revenge was avenged, allowing Jin Ziming to untie the knot that had been in his heart for more than 20 years.

From then on, his three major goals in cultivation were only two dreams: the peerless swordsman and the fairy in white.

After taking off a big burden, I feel inexplicably relaxed, and even my mood seems to be a little more complete.

Life returned to normal, and he and Lao Lu often went to their five sites.

With Lu Rongfei's sophistication and control ability, as well as Jin Ziming's rapid progress in technology, business and people, the business went smoothly.

Since he didn't want to reveal that he could drive demonic energy or cyan aura, and the method of "Crazy Demon Splashing Ink Sword" was too mysterious, he decided to rebuild the "Fengchi Sword" first.

However, his understanding of the mysteries of wind and the different artistic conceptions of wind did not meet the requirements of this martial art, and the power he displayed was never strong.

He slowed down the speed of drawing the knife and increased the input of internal energy. He practiced repeatedly and pondered hard, and seemed to have noticed something.

Stopping the swing of the knife, Jin Ziming began to think about that strange feeling.

After thinking hard for a long time, he caught that glimmer of inspiration: it was a sound, the sound made by a knife dancing in the wind.

In his mind, he instantly remembered what he had said after he and Lin Xi teamed up to kill the elder of the Long Qing sect:

"I also know some spells. Your idea of ​​this trick is really wonderful. I will design one later, saying hello and killing people at the same time..."

Is it possible for me to recite the incantation without using my mouth, but to use the "Feng Chi Dao" to swipe the sword?

Overjoyed, he immediately started experimenting and found that a single syllable of a spell could only be emitted at a certain moment when the sword was drawn, which was not only far-fetched but also had little power.

How to use the resistance of the wind to make a coherent sound without changing the knife technique? This is the key.

Jin Ziming began a new painful and joyful creation. He remembered the dream of the peerless swordsman:

In the breezy wind, white mist hovered above the cold moon.

Haven't you always wanted to create your own "fog knife"?

If we use the "Wind Chi Sword" as a basis and introduce fog, we don't need to change the sword technique. As long as we can change the shape of the fog on the blade, we can control the sound of the sword dance.

As long as you master the power and secrets of the fog and combine it with the way of wind, it doesn't seem difficult to use the sound of a knife to issue spells.

You can even add several spells to each style of "Feng Chi Dao", allowing you to choose flexibly in actual combat.

In this way, the same move can produce different effects, making it extremely difficult for the opponent to adapt.

For example, the first three moves of "Feng Chi Dao" are very gentle. If a powerful spell is embedded in the seemingly gentle moves, wouldn't it be a huge contrast and "surprise"?

Moreover, the fog itself can also disrupt the opponent's sight. Even if the strange cyan aura is used, the enemy may not be able to detect it.

Once you open your mind, your imagination will be endless.

Jin Ziming dug out the book of Buddhist mantras given by Monk Yimao and began to study on his own.

Soon he ran into trouble. Buddhism mostly used spells to pray for blessings, eliminate disasters and purify, and there were very few offensive ones.

I remembered that during the training of the outer sect, someone once used Taoist spells for confrontation and it was very powerful, so I went to Tianxiahui to buy a "Complete Collection of Taoist Spells" and took it back to study.

After careful selection, Jin Ziming chose his favorite person from the Buddhist and Taoist mantras.

The next step is to practice the pronunciation of the spell first, and then start swinging the knife at will, and imitate the pronunciation of the spell by controlling the shape of the fog band on the knife and combining it with the wind direction.

After working for more than a month, he was finally able to use the knife to produce the complete tones of more than ten spells.

Jin Ziming entered the third step, which is also the most difficult step. In each form of "Feng Chi Knife", he added a fog band and issued a spell.

This requires him to have a sufficient understanding of the way of fog. Jin Ziming needs to go into the mountains to understand the mystery of the fog.

He walked in the thick fog, flew over the fog area, or meditated on the top of a tree. Gradually, he began to understand the core of the fog's power:

It lies in the unpredictable, ethereal and traceless nature, and it lies in the extreme weakness that hides changes and uncertainties.

The days passed day by day in hard training and business expansion, and in a blink of an eye it was time to explore the Monster Forest. He stopped going out, and as expected, the message from Wang Mengxue arrived.

Jin Ziming arrived at the agreed-upon inn.

"Brother Jin, these are the pills you need. There are also some healing pills that you may need."

Wang Mengxue was a little shy and handed him a large wooden box.

Jin Ziming opened it and found that in addition to the two hundred small pills used to preserve animal blood, there were also many varieties, all of which were marked with their effects and usage.

"Thank you! Xueer."

"This is all a small matter. Brother Jin took the risk to accompany me. That's a big deal."

"You're welcome. My real name is Jin Ziming. You just need to know it.

In front of outsiders, you just call me eldest brother. If they ask me my name, you just say my name is Zhu Lei and I am your cousin."

He randomly gave himself a pseudonym.

"Jin Zi Ming," Wang Mengxue said softly, "Okay, big brother."

"Has the specific time and place for the gathering been decided?"

"Three days later, before Si hour, the pavilion ten miles outside the west gate of Thunder City."

In the next two days, Jin Ziming went to the branch to sit in class. It was not until he got off work the next day that he declared that he needed to use annual leave.

The next morning, he first picked up Wang Mengxue, and then changed his appearance and aura to avoid causing trouble for the Lingyun Sect and himself after a dispute with the disciples of the big sect.

The two of them left the city together and arrived at the meeting place.

It was an abandoned pavilion, overgrown with weeds, with thirteen young men and women already standing around it.

The two walked forward, and Wang Mengxue found that she didn't know anyone, and couldn't help but look embarrassed.

Fortunately, a handsome man came over and said hello:

"Is this Junior Sister Wang? Hello! I am Guo Zheng from Jingdan Hall, and I recommended you to the Alchemy Sect."

"Oh, I've met Senior Brother Guo."

"Who is this?"

"He is my cousin Zhu Lei. Master said that my cultivation level was too low and he was afraid of delaying this important operation, so he asked him to protect my safety."

"He is in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, so I'm afraid he can't keep you safe." A woman in red next to him said with a joking smile.

"Senior Sister Hongyao is the leader of the Alchemy Sect this time. Junior Sister Wang, please come and greet us."

"I've met Senior Sister Hongyao. I've caused trouble to everyone, please forgive me!"

"Senior Sister Hong Yao, Master Xue'er asked me to come because I have lived outside the Monster Forest for many years and am familiar with the situation there.

In addition, I am good at hunting and cooking, so I can help you fellow seniors and brothers and do some rough work." Jin Ziming said "humbly".

Qi Hongyao looked at Jin Ziming and said:

"You're quite clever, so you can stay. But if you enter the monster forest, you will be responsible for your life and death. We will try our best to take into account Xueer's safety, but we have no obligation to protect you."

"I understand, when you enter the forest, you have to settle for your destiny."

Xueer was very disturbed that Jin Ziming was belittling herself like this. She looked at him apologetically, but the other party shook his head slightly and said it was okay.

"Our Lingfu Pavilion and Alchemy Sect are all here, but the Xingguang Sect and Xiaoyao Sect are still not here. They are really powerful and have a big air."

The leader of the Lingfu Pavilion was an elegant young man in yellow, who couldn't help but said sourly.

After a while, eight people flew in from a distance. They were the disciples of the Lingyun Sect's superior sect, the super sect Starlight Sect.

The leading young man in gray smiled and said:

"Ding Yuanpeng, Qi Hongyao, I'm sorry, we delayed some time in gathering people in Thunder City, so we are late."

"It's okay, Senior Brother Huo Lei, we just arrived." Qi Hongyao said with a smile.

After about half a cup of tea, seven figures appeared in the distant sky, and the last person from the super-powerful sect also arrived.

The group of monks were still in the air, and Jin Ziming's heart started to beat wildly. His dream lover Ye Ranyi was actually among them.

He couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he had agreed to Old Man Ouyang to come here to protect his apprentice.

The beautiful woman is still fluttering in white, with a fairy-like air. Under the sun, her beautiful face exudes a heroic spirit. The two completely different temperaments blend together, making her even more graceful and radiant.

The group of people descended slowly. The man in white at the front was majestic and had an extraordinary appearance.

This man has a well-proportioned figure, and his facial features are as if they were carved by a painter, exuding the masculine beauty of a man.

If we compare him with Jin Ziming, the former is exquisite and dazzling, while the latter is rough and primitive.

He and Ye Ranyi stood together, perfectly matched, like a pair of lovers.

"I'm so late, please forgive me."

"Brother Shangguan, it's okay." Qi Hongyao said with bright eyes.

Ye Ranyi glanced at the crowd, and when he saw the rude man, he couldn't help but be startled, and immediately sent a message and asked:

"Jin Ziming, what are you doing here?"

"Ah, senior sister, how did you recognize me?"

"I have my own way of cultivating cause and effect, and I don't distinguish it from the spirit and breath."
To be continued...