Swordsman of the World

Chapter 32
Leizhou City, beside a river in the dense forest in the western suburbs.

Yang Le gritted his teeth in pain. Yang Dong was washing the pus and blood from his wound with river water, and digging out the carrion on his wound with a knife. In the end, he fainted from the pain.

This is the first time Yang Dong has done this. If ordinary doctors have to connect the broken bones and apply medicine to make the flesh and blood grow again, it will take a long time.

However, doctors in the cultivation world use spiritual sources for treatment.

Lingyuan is super-concentrated aura, the aura contained in it is very pure, people feel refreshed when holding it, and are not easy to get sick.Doctors use it for treatment, and the effect is twice the result with half the effort.

After all, the aura of heaven and earth is the foundation of all things.

Of course, Yang Dong doesn't have a spiritual source now, but he can condense spiritual energy. The effect of this condensing varies from person to person, but he has a secret trick.

Yang Dong raised his hand, and the power of the sword soul began to condense the surrounding aura, and the warm energy that could not be seen but could be felt condensed in his hand in a vortex.

At this point, for ordinary medical beginners, treatment with spiritual energy may not be effective. After all, the condensed spiritual energy varies with each person's aptitude, but Yang Dong has the ability to devour the sword soul, so the speed of this spiritual energy should not be condensed too fast!

"Huh? With the crazy devouring speed of devouring the sword soul, I wonder if it is possible to forcibly condense the spiritual energy into a spiritual source?" Yang Dong's head flashed, and he suddenly imagined.

He suppressed this thought for the time being, and poured spiritual energy into Yang Le's injured foot.

With the nourishment of the spiritual energy, Yang Le's foot injury gradually healed, and the pain was not so deep, because the spiritual energy condensed by Yang Dong was too strong, Yang Le's recovery speed did not stop at all, as long as he didn't stop, the healing effect would be great. it will be fine!

Because of the improvement of his injuries, Yang Le actually woke up from a faint, and let out a comfortable groan.

According to Lenin, beginners generally can only use aura to heal sword wounds, and injuries to the extent of regenerating bones and flesh can only be done by skilled doctors.

Obviously, Yang Dong used quantitative changes to cause qualitative changes, and relied on his super devouring ability to devour sword souls to achieve a mysterious effect that was unexpected.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Yang Dong let out a long breath, instilling spirit energy into a wounded man, and at the same time treating his foot injury, which had a great impact on his mind.

But Yang Le was already dumbfounded at this moment, and he didn't dare to move while sitting on the ground.

He was frightened, unbelievable, his feet were healed!
He stretched out his hand and squeezed it, it was really good, the skin healed, the muscles seemed to be regenerated, and they were still a little white and tender. He tried to stand up again, but there was no problem at all, and the aura also made his whole body much more energetic, sweeping away his depressed state. tired face.

It was also the first time for Yang Dong to treat someone. He didn't expect the effect to be so good. He couldn't help but have more confidence in his medical skills.

Because Lenin said that in the field of cultivation, there are fewer medical practitioners than swordsmen. In addition to curing diseases and saving people, they also need to make alchemy and medicine, which can also change the fate of many people, so they are also highly valued.

After curing Yang Le, Yang Dong waved his hand and said, "You can go."

Yang Le was stunned for a moment, thinking that he would be able to make a fortune in the future if he met a big man, and learn skills from the big man, then he would be able to catch up with the enemy Yang Dong in his heart, but he didn't expect that the big man didn't plan to take him in at all.

Yang Le knew that it would be difficult for him to survive as a mere swordsman in Leizhou City, let alone learn sword tactics and improve his cultivation.

Pfft!
Yang Le knelt down and said: "My lord, you saved me, and I am yours now."

Yang Dongcai didn't care what he was thinking, he walked away and said: "I see you are pitiful, and I just sympathize with you for healing your wounds. You are a handsome man of seven feet, and you have hands and feet, so you are afraid that you won't be able to survive?"

Historically, Yang Dong's understanding of the other three owners of the Devouring Sword Soul was very one-sided. The other party continued to leapfrog Devouring, and their strength became stronger and stronger, which attracted attention, and then they were chased and killed. The stronger it is, the more it is swallowed up by the sword soul in the end.

In other words, before today, he knew nothing about the other magical effects of devouring the sword soul. Now he has discovered a small magical effect, which is used to save people in medicine.

As for the other kind, whether he can condense spiritual energy out of thin air and turn it into a spiritual source seed still needs to be tried by him.

"Benefactor, I hope that benefactor will tell me your name, and I will have a chance to repay you in the future." Yang Le almost knelt and followed, clasped his hands and asked in salute.

Yang Dong said casually, "My name is Xingchenzi."

"Xingchenzi..." Yang Le stared blankly at his receding figure, which magnified infinitely in his heart.

But Yang Dong didn't know that he casually tried the medical skills he had just learned, which not only saved Yang Le's life, but also changed his fate again.

According to the original plan, Yang Dong came to Lei Zhong's sword casting workshop. After Yang Dong entered the door, he looked around. The place is small and the light is very dark. It doesn't look like a shop selling magic swords, but more like a tea shop.

"Master Lei, is my sword finished?" Yang Dong looked at a slightly fat man in black clothes sitting on a tea table.

He was Lei Zhong, he was injured with many scald scars, and Xuanyi's chest was open, revealing the hideous sword wound scars.

Lei Zhong pushed out a black exquisite box from beside him, and then opened it for Yang Dong to have a look.

The dharma sword that replaced the Xuantie sword was black in color, two fingers wide, a bit longer than the Xingchen sword, and felt particularly heavy to hold.The Star Sword Soul is suitable for him, and it is heavier than the Black Iron Sword, allowing him to exercise the strength of his arms.

The soul of the sword and the magic weapon resonate, and the sword energy of the stars is contained inside but not released. It is quite a good sword. The word Xuanxu is engraved on the body of the sword. This is the name of the new sword.

Song Muqing's phantom sword is half a finger thick, light and transparent like glass, and can also refract light, making it light in the hand. There are some strange green fluorescent spots on the body of the sword, which are not fixed, but flowing.

Yang Dong flicked his finger, and the sound quality of the sword body was clear and pleasant, and he couldn't help but admire: "Good sword."

Lei Zhong looked at him with a smile and asked, "From your accent, it seems that you are not from the local area."

"So what if I'm not from the local area?" Yang Dong asked while withdrawing his sword.

"Recently, many fleeing people have been robbed." Lei Zhong said while drinking tea: "I have a hunch that you are being targeted."

Yang Dong was slightly moved. Yang Le, who had a broken leg, seemed to be robbed.

"Hehe, could it be that Master Lei is following me?" Yang Dong joked.

Lei Zhong suddenly raised his teacup, smiled grimly at Yang Dong and said, "Guess, the news that he is pregnant with a baby and is an outsider is very expensive recently."

Yang Dong suddenly showed a ruthless expression, and said: "This sword is not bad, Master Lei, I have to try the edge, don't I?"

Lei Zhong frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, no one here dares to act wildly against me. With the strength of the old sword master in the later stage, there are countless people who want to kill me every year, but they are all dead."

"Swipe!" Yang Dong drew his sword and swung it, and the silent star sword energy cut the teacup in Lei Zhong's hand in half.

But Lei Zhong held the hand of the teacup, but it was all right, splash, the tea splashed and wet Lei Zhong's hand.

Lei Zhong's expression changed drastically, this man's sword strike was silent?If the sneak attack just now was to take his own head, wouldn't he have died unprepared?
He squinted and stared at Yang Dong, who also stared at him without any fear.

In the end Lei Zhong compromised, shook the water in his hands, and said: "It's a really good sword soul, very suitable for sneak attack."

"However, you are my customer, and I will not do anything to you. Hehe, I just kindly remind you that you have such a good shot, and I look forward to continuing to cooperate with you in the future."

Yang Dong took it lightly, no longer caring about Lei Zhong's clumsy joke, turned around and walked out of his sword casting workshop.

In the bamboo grove in the afternoon, time flies by, Yang Dong is eager to test the power of the Xuanxu sword.

Swipe, five men with hideous faces jumped out of the bamboo forest path, and immediately surrounded Yang Dong.

The leader threatened: "Leave everything and spare your life."

"It's really considerate to send cold water when I'm thirsty." Yang Dong was unmoved, but smiled slightly, and said, "Hurry up and do it together."

ah?The five thieves were taken aback. They have been in this business for so many years, and this is the first time they are so happy to be robbed!
Could it be that he pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger?Five people are suspicious of each other.

But the leader shouted: "It's just pretending, give it to me. He just came out of Lei Zhong's sword casting workshop, he must have a magic weapon!"

Clang, the five of them showed their swords at the same time, explaining the low-grade magic weapon!And they are all heavy martial arts sword souls.

Heavy martial sword souls are one of the most common sword souls on the Jianwu Continent, but it is really surprising to meet five at a time, and the momentum of the five people rose, and a powerful oppressive force came oncoming.

One swordsman in the middle stage, four swordsmen in the early stage!

With the Star Sword in his left hand and the Xuanxu Sword in his right hand, Yang Dong hastily opened the distance.

The big man in the lead was envious: "Wow, these two instruments are good, good, they are really big customers, boy, I'm sorry, you are going to die here."

Five sword cultivators with heavy martial arts souls are driving the magic sword at the same time, the heavy pressure is really appalling.

Boom, the ground was directly dented by the five people, and a small pit the size of a face collapsed.

Fortunately, Yang Dong dodged quickly, but seeing the coordinated actions of the five of them, he broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't take a hit, not even a hit!

"Where to run?"

When the five heavy swords were swung, there was a buzzing sound, and at the same time, Yang Dong was pushed behind a bamboo tree, making it impossible for him to retreat.

Yang Dong also knew that he had to face this tough battle, this is the time to test his true strength!
I saw her rushing forward, and at the same time displaying his incomparably skilled basic sword moves.

Splitting, stabbing, teasing, sweeping, collapsing, pointing, chopping, racking, cutting, twisting, picking, dialing, hanging, each move is well-organized.

The two swords crossed a simple, unpretentious, but graceful arc that contained special power, parrying every sword cut of the opponent.

The opponent's sword is heavy, but his sword is fast!The stellar sword qi cultivated with the power of the stars is even more powerful!
The shadows of the sword were heavy, like stars shining, and every sword mark burst into starlight, penetrating the bodies of these thieves.

And the sharpness of their epee didn't even touch Yang Dong's clothes. If you can't hit someone, no matter how powerful you are, it's useless!
Almost in a flash, Yang Dong abruptly passed through the siege of no one. He looked back at the five thieves, who didn't move, but trembled slightly.

puff!A sword wound exploded on the wrists of the five people at the same time, and blood gushed out like a spring.

The faces of the five people were distorted, and they watched the sword in their hands fall to the ground in extreme horror. The pain made them break out in a cold sweat for a moment.

Yang Dong turned around slowly, put away the Star Sword at the same time, scratched the Xuanxu Sword with his fingers, and said with a smile: "As expected, it was made by Master Lei. Thank you for giving my new sword a first try."

The pupils of the five shrank, took a step back in fear, and begged, "Forgive me."

(End of this chapter)