Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 21

Red Sand Palm is a martial art with extremely lethal power, extremely vicious and vicious.

Just looking at its cultivation method is enough to make people shudder and shudder.

Cultivate the red sand palm, the first injection to refine the palm.

This practice is not the practice of practicing kung fu, but the practice of iron making.

This set of palm techniques is the best in external skills. When practicing for the first time, you only need to insert fine sand with your palms to knead the skin and flesh.

After three to five months, the skin of the palm gradually became tougher, so I changed the fine sand into iron sand and practiced again.

However, the practice at this time has to rely on the power of the medicine, and attention must be paid to luck, so as to receive the help of internal strength.

Add five catties of old wine, ten catties each of Renzhongbai and white vinegar, stir and fry the soup, fry three sticks of incense each time, fry until four times, simmer with a slow fire to make it thicker, pour it into an iron basin and mash it into a mud with a wooden pestle , plus fine iron sand, the amount of which is equal to the medicine mud, put it in a pocket cloth, and put it on a solid wooden bench.Slap it every morning and evening, from light to heavy, from slow to urgent.One-handed or two-handed, it is up to the learner to choose.At the beginning, the hands will be bruised and swollen, and even the skin will fall off. After the practice, the secret recipe of hand washing should be used to wash it, so as to disinfect and remove the swelling, strengthen the muscles and bones, and make the inside and outside firm.It can be applied slightly after studying for a hundred days.

At this time, the palm of the cultivator is as hard as iron, invincible, even if he stops practicing at this time, it is enough to roar proudly.

There was someone who stopped at this point and made a great reputation with the semi-finished red sand palm, but he changed the name of the red sand palm to iron sand palm.

Therefore, everyone in the world thinks that the Iron Sand Palm and the Red Sand Palm are two different martial arts, but they don't know that the so-called Iron Sand Palm is just the fur of the unique technique Red Sand Palm.

The so-called iron palm is only the first two parts of the red sand palm, and the third part is the most essential part of the red sand palm, and at the same time, it is also the most dangerous part.

The third part of Red Sand Palm needs to borrow the juice of poisonous flowers and weeds, poisonous snakes, insects and ants, and cooperate with a unique secret recipe to soak the iron sand. The palm changes into a poisonous palm.

In this one, fire control is particularly important, and there is no so-called experience.

Different poisonous insects and poisonous flowers are matched with different poison palms, and the method of detoxification is also different. If the third part is not cultivated properly and the toxins are not removed in time, the practitioner may not hurt others, but hurt himself first, harming others and himself.

However, if it is cultivated successfully, then the complete red sand palm will be the most terrifying kind of unique skill in super martial arts. Those who are poisoned will attack the heart, and if there is no panacea that can cure all poisons, they will almost certainly die.

At this time, the middle-aged man named Uncle Zhong used the extremely powerful red sand palm when he made a move, but he was determined to kill him, and he did not show any mercy.

The crimson palm of true energy is filled with a stench of poison. This is a phenomenon produced by the red sand palm being activated to the extreme, and it is a manifestation of the poison released from the palm.

At this time, if Uncle Zhong slaps him with a palm, he will immediately attack his heart with poisonous gas, and it will be impossible to save him after a quarter of an hour.

Shen Lin's pupils shrank, and Bing Xin Jue had already been working at full strength, feeling the air around him, as if he had eyes behind his back, when he was advancing, he suddenly turned to the left side, and just rightly dodged Uncle Zhong's red sand splitting palm.

The red palm landed on a big tree, and immediately branded a big scarlet mark, but after a while, the big tree began to wither and yellow, and began to drop leaves. Not long after, it was poisoned to death by Uncle Zhong's palm poison, and its roots were broken.

It really is the most poisonous and hard red sand god's palm, which is so powerful that it shocks the world.

The Fengyue Knife in Shen Lin's hand came out of its sheath instantly, like a flash of lightning.

A cluster of black hairs slowly fell to the ground, quickly withered and turned into powder.

Just now, Shen Lin was almost blown by the palm wind of the red sand palm, so he was infected with the red sand palm poison. Fortunately, he has the sensory ability and fighting instinct far beyond the realm, so he can find the palm poison on his hair and remove it in time .

Almost, just a little bit, Shen Lin was about to be raped and fell into a crisis. No one was willing to try this kind of lingering feeling.

"Old man," Shen Lin snorted coldly, "You're courting death!"

He stopped slowly, turned his head, and walked back towards Uncle Zhong regardless of the gate that was close at hand.

On the Fengyue knife in his left hand, red halos flashed continuously, like a phantom, releasing endless killing intent.

The so-called mourning soldiers must win. At this time, Shen Lin was already angry because of his injuries and being stopped, but when his Bingxin sense enveloped his surroundings and discovered something, he had completely fallen into a state of madness.

Endless sorrow and loneliness, endless despair and hesitation, endless pain and suffering, at this moment, Chen Lin and the sword drawing technique are incomparably compatible.

At this moment, it was as if Fu Hongxue had traveled through time and space and possessed himself.

He raised his head slowly, and his pupils were full of lifeless energy, like Shura who climbed up from the bottomless hell, ruthless, thoughtless, thoughtless, and unstoppable.

"Clang!" Shen Lin spread out his hand, and then slowly held the Fengyue sword of the ninth rank of the mortal weapon in his hand. At this moment, he no longer suppressed his injury, and all the internal energy in his body poured out of the sword.

In a desperate fight, the members of their family will never allow this surname to be shamed, even if they die, they will not escape.

"Pfft!" As if there was a cracking sound, at this moment, Shen Lin was in nirvana in a desperate situation, and had an epiphany after being seriously injured. With this, he broke through the early second-rate stage, reached the middle-stage second-rate stage, and was promoted to a small realm all at once.

His aura is still rising, and his internal strength in the second-rate mid-stage actually exudes an aura that transcends first-rate.

This is the supreme aura of the sword drawing technique, and it is the manifestation of the realm of the Dao of the sword, which is very profound.

"The first move, the Duanyue style," he learned his own saber technique from Fu Hongxue's sword drawing technique. This is the first move, the Duanyue style.

The Duanyue Style, the Zhigang Saber Technique, is simple and direct to the extreme. It is in harmony with the heaven and the earth. The heaven and the earth are one with me.

This is the most basic knife technique, and it is also the most practical knife technique.If the user's internal strength is strong enough, perhaps, this move can be derived to the supreme state of breaking mountains and breaking mountains.

Uncle Zhong's eyes shrunk. At this moment, he couldn't see any flaws. In Shen Lin's blade, he only saw the Hunyuan as a whole, and there was no flaw at all.

Perfect, it can be called the perfect method of knife handling, even if the number of copies is hostile, Uncle Zhong couldn't help admiring, such a small child can actually practice sword skills so well, if this child does not die, he will definitely be in the future The dragon among adults.

It's a pity that he was involved in the Longmen Chamber of Commerce too early, and he still kept a close relationship with the lady. This is impossible for the young master to agree to.

So, he is dead.

However, is this really the case?
I saw Shen Lin slowly draw out the precious saber from its sheath, and slash at Uncle Zhong, what he used was the basic saber mana to slash Mount Hua.

This move was originally a bad street move, an ordinary vertical chop, but in Shen Lin's hands, it showed a different brilliance.

Endless momentum gathered on the blood-colored Fengyue knife, and the brilliance flowed on the blade like a crescent moon, like blood, which was extremely bloody.

"Child, do you think you can stop me like this?" Uncle Zhong shouted coldly, the palm wind filled the air, the red air flew up, and the red sand palm resolutely met Fengyue Dao.

"Clang!" As expected of a super Martial Art Crimson Sand Palm, in the hands of a first-class peak like Uncle Zhong, its power is astonishing.

If Shen Lin is in full bloom at this time, it's not that he has no strength to resist, but now Shen Lin is just an empty shelf, it's okay to explode in a short period of time, but if he fights for a long time, he will definitely lose.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Shen Lin's eyes, trying to worsen his internal injuries, the Fengyue knife and the red sand palm collided head-on, and his true energy immediately dissipated, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of reverse blood.

"Ah!" Shen Lin yelled, and pulled out his left hand like lightning, a blue light flashed, and a sword was unsheathed.

At this moment, it was the most opportune moment. Even at the moment of life and death, Shen Lin was still terribly calm, as if staying out of the matter, calculating the greatest advantage, turning defeat into victory.

Half-step masters have already killed two of them, not to mention a mere first-class peak, Shen Lin snorted coldly, and resolutely used the most powerful Golden Snake sword technique, Ten Thousand Snakes Killing, but the internal injury came back. Law.

"Be merciful!" A gentle voice sounded, with unquestionable majesty, oppressing Shen Lin and Uncle Zhong.

At this moment, it was as if time stood still, and everyone around felt as if the world had been pressed down, and they couldn't even move a finger.The sword in Shen Lin's hand stopped only an inch away from Uncle Zhong's throat, but it could no longer fall.

A middle-aged man walked out slowly in a gray scribe's attire, holding a green agate tin staff. He was gentle, yet overwhelming. Wherever he stood, that place seemed to be the center of the world, attracting everyone in the world. Sight.

"Shen Lin, are you okay!" Su Yi came from behind the man, looked at Shen Lin with concern, and didn't notice the gloomy face of the man next to him.

Shen Lin looked at Su Yi indifferently, twitched the corner of her mouth, and smiled mockingly: "As expected, you were already there."

"You!" Su Yi was shocked, "You"

"I can't feel his aura," Chen Lin put away the pressure, and Shen Lin slowly put away the Cicada Sword, "But your aura is always there."

"Xiaolin, listen to me"

Shen Lin stretched out her hand and stopped Su Yi's words: "I didn't blame you, I saved you, but if it wasn't for you, I would have been poisoned to death in the wild."

"You saved me once, I saved you once, and you paid it back," Shen Lin forced a smile, "We don't owe each other, so let's let fate do what happens in the future!"

After finishing speaking, Shen Lin raised his trembling feet and walked towards the gate, weak but firm.

"After all, is loneliness still my destiny?"

After leaving the gate, Shen Lin looked at the blue sky, took a deep breath, finally couldn't hold it anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out, sprinkled on the crimson autumn leaves, looking even more desolate.

(End of this chapter)