NOVEL NEXT Chapter 37 Heart and Blood Sword Manual
Xing Tianzi couldn't restrain his inner excitement and rushed to Shen Lang with a quick stride. He grabbed Shen Lang's shoulders tightly with both hands and his voice trembled slightly with excitement: "Shen Lang, tell me quickly, in this sword tomb. "What kind of adventure did you experience?"
Shen Lang smiled slightly, with calmness and calmness in his eyes: "Master, everything is a coincidence. In the sword tomb, I received the guidance of many senior sword spirits, and I made breakthroughs through continuous practice and enlightenment."
Xing Tianzi nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of admiration: "Okay! Okay! But you must remember not to be complacent because of your temporary achievements."
Shen Lang said solemnly: "Master, don't worry, my disciple understands that we must not forget our original intention and forge ahead."
Xing Tianzi nodded happily, his eyes full of expectation: "Shen Lang, I believe that you will be able to achieve your own glory on the road of cultivation. But right now, you have just broken through to the innate realm, and you still need to stabilize your realm. You must not Too hasty."
Shen Lang cupped his hands and responded, "Disciple, please remember Master's teachings."
Xing Tianzi looked at Shen Lang with gentle eyes and said earnestly: "Shen Lang, there is one more thing. In one month, there will be a competition of ten sects. Now that you have broken through to the innate realm, you can also participate."
"You know, you can't participate unless you are in the Xiantian realm, and the Xiantian realm just meets the requirements for participation. This competition has brought together young talents from various sects. There are so many masters, and the competition is extremely fierce."
"You should go and experience it. Don't be too competitive. The first thing is to protect yourself and accumulate experience."
Shen Lang looked solemn and said with firm eyes: "Disciple understands that he must go all out and live up to Master's expectations. However, I will not be timid and will definitely work hard to bring glory to the sect."
Xingtianzi nodded slightly, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and then said: "Master, here are two sword moves. They are the essence of my years of study, and now I teach them to you. These two moves are extremely powerful. If you can understand them, Mystery will definitely help you at critical moments.”
With that said, Xingtianzi stretched out his finger, tapped Shen Lang's eyebrows, and transferred the power of inheritance into Shen Lang's mind.
Shen Lang felt a huge and complicated information pouring in like a tide, and his head felt painful, as if it was about to explode.
But he endured the discomfort, gritted his teeth, and tried hard to accept this extremely precious inheritance.
After a while, the inheritance ended. Shen Lang's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. His body was shaking slightly, but his eyes were full of excitement and gratitude.
Shen Lang immediately knelt down and thanked: "Thank you, Master. I know this is your painstaking note, embodying your many years of practice experience and wisdom. I will practice hard day and night to master it and live up to your painstaking efforts."
Xingtianzi waved his hand and said: "Get up, go back and consolidate your cultivation, integrate the recent gains, and prepare for the competition. The road to cultivation is rugged and bumpy, so you must not slack off at all."
Shen Lang said respectfully: "Yes, Master, disciple, please leave." After saying that, Shen Lang stood up slowly, turned around and left.
After Shen Lang left, he walked quickly back to his residence.
He didn't bother to rest, and immediately sat down cross-legged and began to sort out the inheritance he had just received.
The two sword skills kept reappearing in his mind, and every movement and every movement of spiritual power was extremely clear.
Shen Lang was immersed in it and deduced it repeatedly, trying to find out the key.
Time passed by, and Shen Lang's forehead was covered with sweat again, but his eyes became more focused.
Finally, after countless attempts, Shen Lang found a clue.
According to his own understanding, he slowly raised the sword in his hand, and his spiritual power poured into it along the meridians.
The sword trembled slightly and made a soft sound.
Shen Lang felt happy and continued to increase the output of spiritual power.
However, at this moment, the spiritual power in his body suddenly became chaotic. Shen Lang's face turned pale and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"No, I'm still too impatient." Shen Lang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and muttered to himself.
He took a deep breath, adjusted himself, and started again.
This time, Shen Lang was more cautious and considered every step carefully.
Gradually, the sword in his hand began to emit a faint light, and the prototype of his sword moves began to appear.
At this time, the moon outside the window had climbed into the sky, but Shen Lang was unaware of it and was still immersed in cultivation.
Inside the room, the fluctuations in spiritual power became more intense, and the sword in Shen Lang's hand became increasingly brighter.
His breathing gradually became rapid, and beads of sweat fell like rain on his forehead.
Suddenly, Shen Lang suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Give it to me!"
The sword suddenly burst out with bright light, and a sharp sword energy swept out, splitting the tables and chairs in the room in half instantly.
A satisfied smile appeared on Shen Lang's face.
Ten days later, Shen Lang came out of the practice with a calmer and more restrained aura.
He walked out of the room and found that his senior brothers had recovered from their injuries.
In the courtyard, the senior brothers were competing in martial arts. When they saw Shen Lang appearing, they all stopped and gathered around.
"Junior Brother Shen Lang, you are finally released!" Liu Jian said with a smile.
"Congratulations to Junior Brother Shen Lang for reaching a higher level of cultivation!" Senior Brother Lin Qiaoxi also said.
Shen Lang smiled and bowed to his brothers: "I have missed you all these days, and I am relieved to see that everyone has recovered from their injuries."
After everyone exchanged pleasantries, Liu Jian said: "Junior Brother Shen Lang, there are still twenty days until the Ten Sects Competition. We must hurry up and prepare."
Shen Lang nodded and said, "That's right. I have also gained some insights during this period. It's a good opportunity to communicate with you."
The brothers nodded one after another, and then everyone began to discuss their cultivation experience and martial arts moves. The atmosphere was warm and harmonious.
"Junior Brother Shen Lang, your experience in the sword tomb must be extraordinary. Tell us about it." The eldest brother said with curiosity.
Shen Lang briefly recounted the adventure in the sword tomb, and the brothers were amazed.
"No wonder Junior Brother Shen Lang's strength has increased greatly. It turns out that there is such an opportunity."
"However, opportunities are also reserved for those who are prepared. We have all witnessed Junior Brother Shen Lang's hard work in daily practice." The eldest brother said.
As he was talking, Xing Tianzi came over, and everyone hurriedly saluted.
Xing Tianzi looked at Shen Lang and nodded with satisfaction: "Shen Lang, how do you feel these days?"
Shen Lang replied: "Master, I have gained a lot, but there are still some things I haven't understood."
Xing Tianzi smiled: "Don't worry, the path of cultivation is long, and it is not easy for you to make such progress. In the days to come, you brothers should learn from each other and make progress together."
Everyone responded in unison.
The next day, people from other sects actually came to Xuantian Sect.