Chapter 709 Tracking

The secret technique of swordsmanship was originally Zhang Qingyuan's secret technique based on swordsmanship, referring to a certain novel in his previous life, the secret technique of the grass-like power that slashed the sky with a sword.

In the process of creation, biological knowledge from previous lives, cell structure and the like are combined as a way to accumulate power.

So there is a frame of swordsmanship.

This is the secret technique that Zhang Qingyuan really created based on the knowledge of previous life!

But he, Zhang Qingyuan, is not a god either, and he can't really create life. It is even more different from the peerless existence of grasses that uses leaves as a sword and cuts through the nine heavens in his previous novels.

This secret technique only had an empty shell at the beginning.

The effect is only to be able to continuously accumulate power,

In fact, it is just an advanced version of the Yunjian method.

However, after obtaining the spiritual weapon Jianwan, I don't know why this sword and Jianwan seem to have some unknown changes between the two!

It's like giving life to the sword!

In the end, the power of swordsmanship greatly increased,

And with the continuous accumulation of power for several years, the power contained in it has reached a level that even he himself cannot understand!

"In all counts, it has been almost eight years since Zongmen's Inner Sect's Great Rivalry of Zhenzheng broke out the power of swordsmanship. Under the accumulation of these eight years day by day, this power makes me feel the mood at the moment!"

Zhang Qingyuan unconsciously touched his chest, feeling a certain sword species contained in it, and his face changed a little.

Eight years of cultivation, eight years of accumulation, the terrifying degree of which can be imagined.

Although Zhang Qingyuan had used swordsmanship when he was fighting against the enemy, it was only a means of compressing his own true essence and using swordsmanship to release it.

The power that is combined with Jianwan itself and contained in the dantian body has never been used!

When facing Ouyang Shihong's pursuit that day, he was not too nervous at all, because he still had the most hidden last card!

At the moment of facing Ouyang Shihong that day, Zhang Qingyuan even had the feeling that a single sword could inflict heavy damage on the opponent!

But he quickly suppressed the eagerness to try.

Use the power of the soil to escape from the bottom of the sea.

Because this sword is so powerful,

But the price is huge!

If the biggest trump card was used against Ouyang Shihong on that day, the eight-year effort would be released in one go, and it would take a few more years to accumulate such a powerful force again.

This is a one-time hole card!

Unless he encounters a life-and-death crisis with no escape, Zhang Qingyuan will only keep it hidden in the depths of his heart, constantly accumulating energy,

Wait until the moment when it has to explode!

But now, with the advent of the fact that all grass and trees are soldiers, the situation seems to have turned a corner.

"This secret technique is not that simple!"

Today's Zhang Qingyuan has digested a large number of classics with the help of Goldfinger.

In this world of self-cultivation, it can be regarded as a knowledgeable evaluation.

Therefore, his eyesight is far higher than that of the ordinary cultivator of the real Yuan realm who only practiced martial arts and martial arts in a well-behaved manner.

The more you read,

The more I see something wrong with it!

"Can't go wrong, that feeling...the gap between real life and no life!"

"Just, why is it like this..."

Zhang Qingyuan frowned.

The footsteps could not help but slow down, thinking hard.

Logically speaking,

This is not an excellent technique, because its preparation time is not short. If such a method is used in a battle, I am afraid that it will not be instantly crossed by someone and killed in one strike!

But this technique is too strange!

In the complicated printing pattern, there is a certain meaning that even Zhang Qingyuan can't understand!

It was precisely this part that he couldn't understand that made the tree man who was transformed by the true essence to have the possibility of "birth"!

The possibility of this "birth",

There is a certain similarity with the changes in sword species and sword pills that Zhang Qingyuan himself discovered back then!

And these,

It is completely absent from the wood-based arts and martial arts that Zhang Qingyuan has acquired!

"This technique may have some origin!"

Zhang Qingyuan's footsteps stopped.

this thing,

It was the result that he had just been in a booth with a black robe covering his face, a female nun who was extremely vigilant.

Zhang Qingyuan didn't care at first. There are many such people in the black market. Basically, everyone who comes to trade will cover their faces and make disguise. Even if you see that person with your own eyes, it may not be them. true appearance.

The black market itself is a place to sell things of unknown origin.

Zhang Qingyuan was naturally not interested in learning about other people's past.

After the transaction is over, leave.

But now it seems that

It seems a little too early to leave on my own.

Zhang Qingyuan turned around and returned along the original road. His feet seemed to shrink into an inch, but his figure flickered and disappeared like a ghost with his slow pace.

In the black market, there were all kinds of monks dressed in strange clothes in the black market, but they were not surprised, and they all moved away.

this speed,

Needless to say, they are all above the real Yuan realm.

The black market is a mixed bag.

Avoiding trouble is the creed of almost everyone.

At most, there are only one or two people who can't keep their mouths shut, whispering there, wondering if that one has been deceived in the black market, and hurried to find a buyer and so on.

However,

among the scattered crowd.

The skinny figure who was originally looking at something at a certain booth, as Zhang Qingyuan disappeared, stood up, waved his hand to the booth owner, and then entered the crowd and entered the dark alley. .

After vigilantly looking around, making sure no one was paying attention.

The pace quickly accelerated, leaving only a series of phantoms in the same place.

Turning around a few dark corners, leaving the black market, and entering another alley, the thin figure flashed away like a burst of speed.

Going around several times,

Finally came to a remote yard.

This black market

It is hidden in a town, and there are common people living in the town as a cover, so there is no shortage of houses.

"Boss, that person is lost!"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, a group of people gathered around the table and seemed to be talking about something.

The thin figure took care of the gate of the yard. Seeing that the light of the sound insulation formation around him closed and closed, he hurriedly walked to the big man with a scarred face, headed in the yard, and said.

"I lost it, what happened?"

The big man with the scar and the evil face frowned and turned his head,

In those small eyes, the sharp eyes like falcons slashed like knives, making the thin man feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave for a moment.

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