Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 243: Using God to Control the Blade, Flying the Sword at a Hundred Steps

Ma Ji followed Ruomei into the house and went to the front hall of the main courtyard. He saw his father Ma Yao talking to his mother Liu Qing.

Ma Yao watched his son come in with a smile. When he was about to speak, his eyes fell on Ma Ji's handsome face that seemed to be shining. He asked with surprise and joy: "Good boy, when did you break through to the sixth level of martial arts?" Good realm?"

Ma Ji smiled and said: "I just made a breakthrough last night, and today is my day off. I thought it was time for you to come back, so I rushed home to tell you the good news."

Ma Yao sighed: "Now it is really the waves behind the Yangtze River that push the waves ahead. I, as an old man, will eventually be surpassed by you."

Ma Ji smiled and said: "Dad, your cultivation has already reached the peak of the seventh level of martial arts. Maybe you will break through one day."

Ma Yao shook his head: "Four years ago, we, father and son, began to practice the 'Huntian Fighting Victory Technique' together. You have gone through the three levels of skin training, tendon changing, and bone forging since you were completely ignorant of martial arts. As a father, you only practiced Yi." The gap between the breakthrough in the realm of muscles and the completion of bone forging is obvious. Moreover, my father can clearly feel that his potential has been exhausted. Without special opportunities, his cultivation in this life will stop here."

Ma Ji consoled him: "Dad, you don't have to speak too early. There is no fixed chance. Who knows it won't fall on you."

These words are not empty talk. If he talks about opportunities, he feels that he is his father's biggest opportunity.

Ma Yao was only slightly touched. After all, he was more delighted with his son's achievements. He smiled at that time and said: "It's a coincidence. This time I went to Suzhou to purchase goods and got something by chance. I just used it to congratulate you on your success in cultivation. one's gift."

The divine thoughts integrated into the sword body can follow the veins and acupuncture points of the flying sword, thereby absorbing the vitality of the world and strengthening itself. Under normal circumstances, there is no risk of consumption, and the flying sword's telekinesis is extremely fast, and the range of flight is covered. It can reach a hundred steps around the body, so it is known as the "Hundred Steps Flying Sword".

After Ma Ji was stunned for a moment, his face immediately turned into surprise.

But this kind of flying sword, which is made and refined with special methods, is very different. Not only is it an unparalleled sharp weapon, but it also has a structure like the meridians and acupuncture points of the human body inside the sword, which can move the gods. Integrate thoughts into it.

After that, he asked Ma Ji to wait, got up and went to the back in person, and soon came back with a small sandalwood box.

Ma Yao had also known for a long time that his son was also practicing Taoism and had reached the realm of seventh-level object control. He even followed the practice of "Jade Capital Chonglou Contemplation Method" for a few days, but he still couldn't get in and had to give up.

The seventh level of Taoism is called "controlling objects", which means that you can control matter by interfering with the spiritual thoughts released by the Yin God.

If it is an ordinary object, it can only be wrapped with spiritual thoughts, just like being moved with invisible palms. Not only is the spiritual energy consumed very quickly, but its power is lackluster, and its scope of action does not exceed a radius of ten feet around the body.

He brought the box to Ma Ji and said with a smile, "Open it and take a look. I'm sure it's what you want most."

Ma Ji practiced the "Jade Capital Chonglou Contemplation Method" and reached the seventh level of Taoism. He has long wanted to get a flying sword to use. Unfortunately, although there is no shortage of skills in making flying swords in the world, each family has With his current strength and power, he can only look back and sigh at the undisclosed secrets of various factions.

"This is... a flying sword!"

Ma Ji opened the lid of the wooden box with a little curiosity. A small handleless sword as wide as a leek leaf and only five inches long, which looked more like a toy than a weapon, lay quietly in the box.

He also knew that his son needed a flying sword to give full play to his Taoist cultivation, so he had been planning for this for a long time.

This time Ma Yuanyuan went to Suzhou to intercept the man who abducted women using the evil method of "making animals". One of the important reasons was that he heard that this man had a flying sword.

Of course, in front of his wife and children, he never mentioned this matter. He only said that the flying sword was in an antique shop in Suzhou. The shopkeeper did not know the goods and only sold it as an ordinary utensil. He spent fifty taels of silver to pick it up. . Liu Qing had no doubt that he was there, but Ma Ji had long known that his father had kept secrets from his mother and son, but his father had his own reasons for not telling them, so he never took the initiative to inquire.

Seeing the cold light lying quietly in the wooden box in his hand flickering like a flying sword with tangible and intangible electric light, Ma Ji's consciousness sitting on the top floor of the white jade building differentiated a ray of spiritual thought and integrated it without any hindrance. In the sword body.

Then he had an extremely strange feeling in his heart, as if he had two bodies at the same time. Although one of them had no sense of color, fragrance, sound, smell, or touch, it could perceive everything around him more clearly.

"rise!"

With this thought flashing through his mind, the flying sword immediately flew up from the bottom of the box and floated flatly in front of him.

"go with!"

Thoughts flashed again, and the flying sword suddenly disappeared from its place, turning into an indistinguishable silver-white electric light, flying out of the hall and into the lush canopy of a tall tree in the courtyard.

"Broken Arrow Style!"

Ma Ji's mind flashed through the "Nine Swords of Broken Arrow Style" sword technique that inspired Ah Fei to create and learned from him. The flying sword actually evolved the subtle changes of this sword technique according to his thoughts, and it moved freely in the gaps between the dense branches and leaves. shuttle.

"receive!"

Just as he was thinking, a ray of white light flew out from the tree crown, flew back to Ma Ji, and fell back neatly into the wooden box in his hand.

Until this moment, eighty-one leaves fell from the tree crown. Each leaf was disconnected at the connection between the blade and the petiole. First, the "Broken Arrow Style" used by the God's sword to separate the air was not only a move. Exquisite, the precision of the sword is also meticulous, without any deviation.

Ma Yao's eyesight was extraordinary and he could see all the subtleties of his son's sword. He was very surprised and said to himself: "No wonder people say that Taoism is only the lowest two levels behind martial arts. Starting from the seventh level of imperial objects Until he entered the third level, he was always one step ahead of the warriors of the same level. When he was dealing with the monster before, if he had not made some mental calculations and had no intention of doing so, he would not have time to use his truly powerful methods, and the result would be unknown."

Liu Qing saw that the father and son had said everything they needed to say, and seeing that it was already getting late, he called Qingli and Ruoxue to bring over the meals they had prepared. The family of three sat around the table and had a heartwarming meal. dinner.

It was just after dinner, and the family was chatting about home affairs. Suddenly, a servant led someone in from outside.

Ma Ji recognized the visitor as Zhao Jia, and together with Qian Yi, Sun Bing, and Li Ding, they were his father's subordinates in the army. After leaving the army, he joined his father and became his father's right-hand man in business.

But he was already a third-generation man, especially in his previous life. He had already guessed from the names of these four people that they had made up their identities and their relationship with his father.

Of course, as an old Jianghu, he is also well versed in the principle of "seeing through but not telling off". The other party calls himself Zhao Jia, and he usually calls him "Uncle Zhao".

After Zhao Jia entered the door, he first greeted Liu Qing, Ma Ji, mother and son, and then said to Ma Yao: "Brother, there was something wrong with the batch of goods imported from Suzhou last time. I'm afraid you need to go and see it in person before handling it. "

Ma Yao's expression changed slightly, he nodded and said, "Okay, we'll go right away!"

(End of this chapter)