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Chapter 272: The Inheritance of Cultivation Techniques

I don’t know what the ancient big sword is. With Chen Pan’s strength, it can’t tell its level at all. It can only be used as the last killer in this kind of battle, so it is naturally terrifyingly powerful.

Among the only four remaining saints, the master of this cave. He was not boastful to be the strongest of the saints. It was just that fate made him encounter the even more amazing Three-foot sword. At this time, he was already scarred and used his own spiritual power to twist into a shackle to bind the soul of the Three-foot sword.

The big sword was sacrificed, and countless purple auras gathered from all directions onto the ancient big sword. Soon, the whole big sword became purple aura and began to exude a terrifying power, and the aura became extremely terrifying.

On the other hand, the bound three-foot sword struggled hard, and felt like it was about to break free. Yue Huihong suddenly withdrew the shackles of mental power, and pinched countless magic tricks in his hand, and the waves of air rolled, and countless spiritual swords condensed beside him. Chen Pan is not unfamiliar with these spiritual swords. It is the Lingxi sword, but it is countless stronger than he uses. In the end, Yue Huihong pinched the sword technique with his hand, pointed at the Sanfoot sword, and rushed towards the Sanfoot sword. On the other hand, the man who sacrificed the big sword also waved the big sword and chopped down the Sanfoot sword.

As a result, it was about to appear, and suddenly it became dark before my eyes and all the scenes disappeared.

"In this battle, I finally successfully shot the three-foot sword into the Lotus Peak. Because I finally used unusable power and the influence of my mood, my realm fell to the Taiyi Jinxian realm. Moreover, because my injuries were too severe and my vitality was quickly lost, even Tianji Pavilion could do nothing."

"I have been pretentious all my life and my skills are not inferior to others. If I hadn't been requested by Emperor Yuan, I would never have joined this battle. Especially after the war, my life is not long, and I always think of it and regret it. If I have the chance, I just want to fight the Sanchi Sword in a legitimate way, even if it's death."

"I have a premonition that the Three-Foot Sword is not dead, and he will appear, but I can't wait for that time. Now I will leave my robe and bowl, waiting for those who are destined to be. If you can see and hear the things left by my spiritual consciousness, your mental power will definitely be far beyond ordinary people. I don't ask you for anything, I just hope that if you have the opportunity to meet the Three-Foot Sword, you can use my lifelong unique skills to fight it with it."

As soon as the words were finished, a large amount of information flew into Chen Pan's mind. It was the complete cultivation method of "Lingxi Sword", "Void Spirit Armor" and "Rin Divine Art". The Void Spirit Armor is a defensive technique of mental power that can provide powerful protection to the soul. It was because the Poison Xiu practiced this skill that he could take Chen Pan's eight swords without death. He could even be released to the body to protect the whole body.

The Rin Divine Art is a magic trick that can capture people's minds and is not much different from the remaining books I obtained before, but the Lingxi Sword is very different. The volley of thousands of swords is not the ultimate power of this skill. After reaching the extreme, you can use the Ten Thousand Swords to set up the Lingxi Sword Formation and become a trapped formation without any escape from the formation gate. Moreover, after the sword formation is condensed, the Lingxi Sword will be born until the target is killed.

This formation was created by Yue Huihong when he lost to the Sanqi Sword and was in a stable state for 100 years after he lost to the Sanqi Sword. He broke and then stood up. It was extremely powerful, but it was impossible to use it until the Hunyuan Sword. When he finally surrounded and killed the Sanqi Sword, Yue Huihong used the forbidden technique to force this move to help others seal the Sanqi Sword into the black hole of Lianfeng. He also forced this move because he forced this move, so he was powerless after the war and finally died.

This move is powerful. Yue Huihong thought that if he could advance to Hunyuan, he would be able to fight against the Three-Foot Sword. It was just because of various reasons that eventually turned into everything Chen Pan saw, so it became a regret for his life.

"Although I know most of the martial arts in the world, I learned them from Tianji Pavilion and Langya Holy Land, so I can't teach you. Only these three martial arts are created by myself, you can do your best to learn them. There is another thing to ask me. If you have the chance, please help me deliver the cultivation method of the Ling Divine Arts to Tianji Pavilion and Langya Holy Land. When I see Emperor Yuan, please tell him on my behalf: I, Yue Huihong, have already paid back my love. If you don't want it, it doesn't matter. Anyway, everyone is dead, so what else can I owe."

"The biggest disadvantage of mental power techniques is that they are slow to take effect. In order to avoid giving up because you have not seen the effect, I set up a relatively simple Lingxi sword formation around the lobby. When you go out of this illusion, this formation will be activated. Even if I have no way to break this Lingxi sword formation, I can only use force to break the power. You can only get out of trouble by practicing Lingxi sword until you can hurt the Daluo Jinxian, so that you can do it yourself!" The voice gradually faded away, then disappeared, and never appeared again.

After a while, Chen Pan felt the world spinning, and after a dizzy head, he returned to the lobby. The statue in front of him had not changed at all, and the light on his body disappeared completely. The only difference was that the two eyes that were originally looking at him had already looked upwards.

"Oh, my god!" Chen Pan was so scared that he jumped suddenly at the back, jumping out at least three meters away, and then fell to the ground. This made Acao startled too.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" A Cao hurried over and helped Chen Pan up, very worried.

Chen Pan hurriedly stood up: "It's okay, how long have I been standing there just now?"

"Absent? Are you missing? I see you have been patting there, but I didn't see you missing." A Cao said in confusion.

Haven't lost your mind? Could it be that I felt like a long time had passed just now, but in reality it was only a few seconds? Chen Pan frowned and thought about it, and then thought about what he had just seen, and was immediately overjoyed. Yue Huihong is also a strong man among the saints. How could the three martial arts that he could be proud of would be weak? He finally made a profit after entering this trip.

Just remembering Yue Huihong's entrusted, Chen Pan could only smile. It was nothing to give the skills to Tianji Pavilion and Langya Holy Land. Anyway, I wanted to go and see it, and maybe I could use this as an excuse to enter the school. As for the competition with the Three-Foot Sword, let's forget it for the time being. A world who can kill is afraid of killing, so he killed it. Chen Pan felt that he did not seem to be able to deal with him for more than two hundred years.

But in general, I still have to thank Yue Huihong for this. These techniques have a great effect on him. Chen Pan tidyed up his clothes and bowed to Yue Huihong's statue three times. After worshiping, he immediately started to think of this statue again. The materials of this statue must be very unusual if Yue Huihong can use it to entrust the robe and bowl of the descendant of the spiritual consciousness. Of course, as if they were like those hidden stones, Chen Pan still couldn't put this thing in the stone axe birthmark.

"Forget it, let's go." Chen Pan said helplessly, then pulled Acao and flew up. Just after flying less than ten meters, his expression suddenly changed drastically. In the magical technique, thousands of small spiritual swords flew towards him.
Chapter completed!
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