chapter 1 Qingyun Sword Slave

"not dead?"

Nafastus Brian opened his eyes and looked at his flat chest. His first thought was that he was not dead.

He remembered that it was rare for him to climb Mount Tai in his leisure time.

Who knew that the moment he reached the top of the mountain, a flash of sword light pierced his chest.

Before he could react, he immediately lost consciousness.

"It hurts!"Nafastus Brian suddenly covered his head with a struggling expression on his face.

It hurts, I have a splitting headache, and memories forcefully come back to me. All kinds of pictures flickered quickly like a movie.

The fusion of memories didn't last long, but Nafastus Brian felt that more than ten years had passed.

When he opened his eyes again, his expression gradually softened, and his eyes were filled with calmness.

It turns out that he is really not dead, he has traveled through time.

He came to this world called Xuanhuang and possessed a little sword slave on the border of Tianshui Kingdom.

Perhaps there is some providence somewhere, and the sword slave's name is also Nafastus Brian.

The fusion of memories told him that he was fifteen years old. He joined the Qingyun Sect three years ago. His qualifications were too low and he did not become a disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

He had to work in the sword washing room inside the sect and became a sword slave, specializing in the maintenance of the swords of the disciples, elders and others in the sect.

Fortunately, Qingyun Sect is not a sect that mainly focuses on swords, so he is not particularly busy and has some free time to practice every day.

In the Xuanhuang world, strength is respected.

Being born as a sword slave, it is already very rare to get an opportunity to practice.

There are also rules in the Qingyun Sect. Any handyman who has achieved some success in cultivation can become a formal disciple.

It was this rule that had always inspired Nafastus Brian, making him willing to be a slave and never leave the Qingyun Sect.

It's a pity that Nafastus Brian has enough perseverance but poor understanding. After three years of training, he could only reach the second level of martial arts, and he was still unable to enter the third level.

The criterion for becoming an outer sect disciple is to reach the third level of martial arts. It is this step that keeps Nafastus Brian out of the outer sect.

Nafastus Brian thought to himself, as a sword slave, his training time and resources were hindered. But for three whole years, he couldn't break through to the third level of martial arts. The original master's understanding was still a bit mediocre.

"Since you have lived your life again, let's live it well. In this world, Nafastus Brian's name can also be famous all over the world!"

Strangely enough, Nafastus Brian adapted quickly to the matter of time travel and set a goal for himself in a matter of seconds.

Perhaps, it has a lot to do with his occupation in his previous life. Let him stay calm no matter what environment he is in.

In his previous life, he was a talented lawyer who was familiar with the law, had a photographic memory, and was known for his calmness and calmness.

Since his debut, he has never lost a case.

"Let's try it first to see what qualifications this body has."

After saying something in a deep voice, Nafastus Brian pushed open the cabin and came to an open space in front of the door.

Putting on the Tiger Fist stance, Nafastus Brian stepped forward and punched one after another.

Tiger Fist, when you hear the name, you will know that it is a common boxing technique. In fact, among the basic skills, there are not many in the Qingyun Sect that are better than this Tiger Fist.

As a sword slave, this is all you can get. If you are not a formal disciple, you will not be able to obtain various resources of Qingyun Sect.

What are basic exercises?

There are ten levels of martial arts. The first three levels train the skin and bones to train the meridians. The middle three levels connect the flesh and blood to train the five internal organs. The last three levels open the muscles, melt the bones, and replace the marrow, reaching the peak of the tenth level.

Basic boxing techniques are specially used to polish the physical body, improve the meridians, bones, flesh and blood, and lay the foundation for the long road of cultivation in the future.

Whoops!

The powerful wind of the fist blew up the fallen leaves on the ground. Nafastus Brian's whole body felt relaxed and immersed in a wonderful feeling.

It’s strange how I can fight this Tiger Fist so smoothly today.

In his memory, when Nafastus Brian used to perform this set of boxing, he was always incomprehensible and could only follow the example of a gourd.

It only has its shape, but its meaning is unknown.

But during the fight today, Nafastus Brian felt that his brain was clear and everything was clear to him. With every punch, there will be a flow of heat flowing through the body, and the essence of the punch will be understood instantly.

Tiger Fist has a total of eighteen postures, and the first fifteen postures can only be used to maintain health and improve the body. The next three postures are used for offensive combat and require a high level of understanding to practice.

They are: tigers roaring in the mountains and forests, tigers descending from the mountains, and hundreds of beasts coming to court.

The essence of Tiger Fist lies in these three moves, but Nafastus Brian had not mastered them before. The first fifteen moves are all half-understood, so how can you focus on the next three moves?

In a blink of an eye, all the previous fifteen postures were completed. Limbs and bones, and streams of heat running around everywhere.

Nafastus Brian eyes darkened, and the idea of ​​Tiger Fist flashed through his mind, taking advantage of this feeling. Grasping the heat flowing in the body, he shouted softly and performed the Sixteenth Form of Tiger Fist: Tiger Roaring in the Mountain Forest.

Roar!

With one punch, the heat in his body boiled, all flowing to his right hand. It seemed as if a phantom of a fierce tiger appeared behind Nafastus Brian and let out a roar.

Immediately afterwards, all the bones in the body exploded. There were a hundred sounds, the sound was like anger, like the roar of a tiger.

The strong wind blew wildly, and the remaining leaves on the clearing fluttered in the air, breaking into countless fragments and falling down.

The heat in the body is still flowing, making the whole body feel warm and comfortable.

"This is internal energy! A hundred blasts of bones generate internal energy. This is the sign of breaking through to the second level. I have reached the third level of martial arts!"

Nafastus Brian closed his fists and adjusted his breath, with a hint of joy on his face. Unexpectedly, while practicing Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest in one fell swoop, he would also enter the third level of martial arts.

He wondered in his heart how my understanding had become so high.

Entering the third level of martial arts in one fell swoop is easy to explain. After all, Nafastus Brian has accumulated in this realm for more than a year.

After much deliberation, the only explanation was soul fusion. He was originally extremely smart in his previous life. A genius lawyer, with a photographic memory and an ability to memorize facts, is by no means an unearned reputation.

He already had this advantage, but with the addition of the fusion of another Nafastus Brian's soul, his understanding has improved to a higher level, which is completely justified.

"It seems that this world is the place where my intelligence and talents should be displayed. At the third level of martial arts, I have qualified to become an outer disciple of Qingyun Sect. From now on, I no longer need to be a sword slave."

Nafastus Brian whispered to himself, and suddenly, he remembered something. His face changed drastically, and he quickly returned to the wooden house and searched everywhere.

In a dark corner of the wooden house, I saw a sword soaked in ice water.

"This is it."

Nafastus Brian did not hesitate and reached out to take out the sword. His right hand was instantly frozen and turned pale.

Nafastus Brian delicate face was reflected in the ice water. There was a purple diamond-shaped mark between his eyebrows.

Nafastus Brian had a strange look on his face when he saw the purple mark.

Once a slave, you will always be a slave!

Not caring much, Nafastus Brian took the sword and ran quickly towards the sword washing room.

Naturally, the sword is not his. He maintained it for an inner disciple of Qingyun Sect. Any sword needs maintenance after being used for a long time.

Used to prolong the life of a fine sword, especially.

As a sword slave these years, his ability to find an independent residence in Qingyun Sect is inseparable from his superb sword-raising skills.

It was too late, I should have sent it over an hour ago, but it was all delayed by my boxing practice.

Nafastus Brian felt a little annoyed. As a small person in this hierarchical sect, he delayed the affairs of the big shots, and the consequences would be disastrous.

In serious cases, it may even be life-threatening.

"Senior sister Derek, he is here!"

Three people gathered in front of the sword washing room at the corner of the mountain. After seeing Nafastus Brian rushing over, one of them, a thin man, spoke quickly.

Opposite him stood a man and a woman, with extraordinary appearance and extraordinary appearance. In terms of temperament, it was in sharp contrast to the person who spoke.

Especially the woman wearing a green shirt and long skirt, with a slender figure, extraordinary temperament, and extraordinary beauty, which makes people feel humble and dare not look directly at her.

Nafastus Brian saw the woman through the crowd and felt an inexplicable affection for her.

Nafastus Brian, who had merged the memory of the original owner, was not surprised that the original owner had always had a crush on this inner disciple of the Qingyun Sect named Crystara Derek.

"You sword slave, why are you here just now? Senior Senior sister Derek has been waiting for you for a quarter of an hour." The thin man saw Nafastus Brian approaching and immediately cursed.

Crystara Derek had no expression on her face and said calmly: "Bring the sword."

Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief. The other party did not blame him and stepped forward to give him the sword in his arms.

Crystara Derek took out her handkerchief and wiped the sword from beginning to end. This action made Nafastus Brian frown slightly. Some of the goodwill from the original owner was gone.

Clang!

The sword was pulled out half an inch, and a cold wind swept out. Crystara Derek brushed her sword and quickly returned the sword to its sheath. The movement was so fast that only a cold light could be seen.

"Not bad."Crystara Derek put away the sword with satisfaction and threw a jade bottle, which landed at Nafastus Brian feet.

What does this mean, do you think he is a beggar?

Nafastus Brian was slightly angry.

The handsome man next to him smiled and said: "Junior sister Su, you are so kind-hearted. This sword slave came a moment late and gave him a reward. Why don't you pick it up quickly? Thank you, senior sister!"

Seeing that Nafastus Brian didn't move, the handsome man frowned slightly and said coldly.

If it were the Nafastus Brian of the past, he would have picked it up without the need for this handsome man to say anything.

But now...

In the end, to pick it up or not to pick it up?