Xuanhuan : Please dont take my chance again

The last time Gu Xuan intercepted Hu Zi-level chance, the system rewarded him with a Spirit Body Ascension Dan, directly upgrading his Mixed Element Spirit Body from the Initial Order to the Intermediate Level.

This time, the cut of Hu was successful, and the fool actually rewarded a hundredfold understanding Dan, and the time limit was three days.

This means that Gu Xuan can be a super genius who has been enlightened for three days!

“The sword drawing style is a secret martial art, which emphasizes that one blow must be killed, and if you don’t shoot, you must see blood.” It can be used as a hole card, but it is not used against the enemy in normal times, and I still lack a new knife technique…”

“But the knife techniques searched from the prisoners in prison peak are either too evil or too yin, and there may even be hidden dangers, and I dare not practice…”

Gu Xuan looked at the hundredfold understanding Dan in his hand, and a bold idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

“I also have a fifty times the one-day comprehension Dan on me, plus this three-day time limit of a hundred times the comprehension Dan, which can increase my comprehension by fifty times and a hundred times in four days.” Maybe I can consider creating my own knife technique! ”

The idea of creating one’s own knife technique came into being, and it began to swell uncontrollably.

A flame fluttered in Gu Xuan’s eyes, and he was ambitious.

“Secret Skills. The drawing style is also created by this old man, he can, why can’t I?!

I have the elixir assist, and a large number of human order Xuanjie knife techniques as a reference, which is not more advantageous than a person hiding in an empty cell and making a car behind closed doors?

Moreover, I am still young, even if I just create a prototype of the knife technique, I still have a lot of time to polish it in the future.

What dare I do! ”

“Then I will establish my own martial arts foundation!”

Gu Xuan took a deep breath and finally made up his mind.

Of course, some preparation needs to be made before creating your own knife technique.

Gu Xuan immediately left the cell and ordered Zhang Hu to come back to collect the body.

“You can now go back and collect the body.”

“Yes.”

Zhang Hu, a miscellaneous servant, came to the dungeon cell where he delivered the most meals on weekdays.

Although it was not clear why the young adult who had arrived at Prison Peak had to personally examine the corpse, the final collection of the corpse was still done by himself.

Zhang Hu glanced at the corpse of the old man lying upright on the ground, his eyes round, his mouth wide open, and he silently recited a word in his heart, and then picked up the old man’s body and walked outside.

The bodies of all prisoners who died inside the Prison Peak were sent to the cliff behind the peak to be discarded, and the old man’s body was no exception.

But before dropping the old man’s body off the cliff, Zhang Hu began to search the old man carefully.

From the beginning of the full expectation, to the end only deep disappointment.

“Damn!”

Zhang Hu kicked hard at the old man’s corpse and said with a look of resentment, “Old bastard! Thanks to the fact that I took such good care of you in my daily life, I almost didn’t worship you like a father.

He said that he would first teach me to draw the sword, and then teach me the general principle of drawing the sword after I died, and even forced me to make a poisonous oath of slaughtering the Spirit Sword Sect after I had achieved success.

As it turned out, it was playing me!

Damn it! A man like you who has no faith in his words is just right to die! ”

Zhang Hu kicked more than a dozen feet on the old man’s corpse in disgust, spit a few more mouthfuls, and finally threw the old man’s body down the cliff.

Originally, he and the old man had already discussed it, and the old man taught him the mantle, and he avenged the old man.

As a result, the other party did not teach him the true core of the mantle until his death, and only taught him a few sword-drawing starting styles while he was alive.

What is the use of the general outline of the mental method without the starting style, it is not as good as the crop handle style.

Zhang Hu’s dream of martial arts was completely shattered, and the thought that he would most likely be a miscellaneous disciple in the Prison Peak for the rest of his life, the resentment in his heart for the dead old man could not help but be a few points.

Unfortunately, he didn’t know that in fact, the old man had not reneged on his word.

It’s just that the opportunity that originally belonged to him was cut off by Gu Xuan.

….

Here, Gu Xuan returned to his residence and began to re-read the sword techniques sent by Gu Ya.

Every sword technique, regardless of grade, good or evil, is carefully pondered and rehearsed in the mind.

This process lasted for three days.

In these three days, Gu Xuan had repeatedly studied dozens of evil door demon dao sword techniques many times.

Remove its dross, take its essence.

Feeling almost at home, he walked out of the room and came to the Prison Peak cell.

“Take the Absolute Sword that I am most familiar with as the seed, take dozens of Demonic Dao And Evil Dao Sword Techniques as nourishment, and take advantage of the resentment that has accumulated for many years at the Prison Peak to cast the foundation of my Supreme Sword Technique!”

Gu Xuan took out the fifty times the understanding Dan he had obtained earlier and swallowed it in one gulp.

In an instant, he felt as if the scene in front of him was suddenly tens of times clearer.

He could even see a wisp of dark red, black and gray gloom floating in the Prison Peak cell, and his divine perception ability was increased by a full fifty times.

Not only that, but the brain’s speed and comprehension ability have also increased by fifty times.

Now gu Xuan’s mind was bursting with countless inspirations at every moment, and those sword techniques that he had understood before were constantly colliding, and his thoughts were gushing.

“Fifty times the comprehension is much stronger than the tenfold comprehension, I don’t know how a hundredfold comprehension feels…”

Gu Xuan couldn’t help but sigh, not daring to waste a minute and a second of time, and went directly into a human-level cell and stood quietly.

In this way, Gu Xuan would walk into each cell and stay for a while.

Through the resentment, obsession, hatred and other emotions left by the former prisoners in the cell before their deaths, they constantly stimulate the inspiration of knife techniques in their brains.

In this process, the prototype of a knife technique is also slowly emerging