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Chapter 173 The spirit of martial arts?

Chen Qian and the woman in blue looked at each other for a long time, and the woman finally breathed a sigh of relief and her face was full of frustration.

"Okay, okay, this requirement is a bit difficult, so just change it. Just take me to the inner city palace," she pointed to the arch in front of her. "When you pass through the reincarnation gate, you can reach the reincarnation palace by walking a few more steps. The distance is very close, so you don't have to go deep into the inner city. How about it? When you arrive at the reincarnation palace, I have a way to get my consciousness out of the reincarnation knife, so you will feel more at ease when you think about it."

Chen Qian narrowed his eyes and stared at the face of the woman in blue. His eyes were like a knife, as if it could penetrate people's hearts. The woman in blue felt panic, but she forced herself to calm down.

After a while, he nodded and said, "Yes, I can try it. If you don't do it, you may soon be wiped out. At that time, I will repay my kindness with you."

"Hmm? What are you talking nonsense?" The woman in blue was worried about being touched by Chen Qian. The heart of the woman in blue jumped. This was her biggest weakness and the bottom line. If Chen Qian really saw it, she would undoubtedly have a handle and the consequences were not good.

Chen Qian said: "If you are not anxious and lurking with peace of mind, you will not reveal your flaws so quickly. I will find a strange rust knife that will force you out, and I will not deceive me here with sweet words, saying that there is an exit to leave. Now I have made another request, and these things are a little more obvious."

He waved the rust knife, and at this time he should have called it the Reincarnation Knife, and continued: "Losing the seeds of life and death will have a great impact on you, and I don't believe that your consciousness can always be attached to a knife. Sooner or later, you must take action. Even if you can't meet me, you will find a way to help others."

The woman in blue is silent.

After a long time, she said quietly: "You are right. If you don't leave the Reincarnation Sword as soon as possible, I will soon completely dissipate and my consciousness will disappear, and the two martial spirits that form the consciousness body will be completely integrated into the sword."

She raised her head, put away her resentful expression, looked at Chen Qian with a serious look, and said, "But I still want to thank you. If it weren't for your arrival, even if I could have existed for thousands of years, my consciousness was chaotic and I didn't even have self. What's the point?"

"We?" Chen Qian nodded, knowing that the other party was referring to the three women who were exploring the secret room of the ruins with him. "Rust knife, or the reincarnation knife flew out of the cave in the air, and someone else wanted to attack?"

The woman in blue was not surprised and said generously: "My consciousness was locked in the reincarnation knife. The qi and blood in the knife were not enough to allow me to break through the blockade. I could only generally feel the outside world's breath. But I was always in a daze. It was not until your day came that the true dragon blood induced the mechanism that I was awakened. I originally wanted to absorb the true dragon blood and accumulate qi and blood in one fell swoop, but..." She looked at Chen Qian and kept silent.

"Is the real dragon bloodline?"

Of course, Chen Qian knew what the other party wanted to say, but he didn't expect that Dao Fei was stopped by himself halfway through. But he believed that it would definitely not be that simple, otherwise why would the seeds of life and death run into his hands?

But there is no need to say it out now.

Withdrew his gaze, Chen Qian walked towards the arch and said, "It's useless to say these things. Let's go into the inner city. These doors have been closed for so many years. It shouldn't be easy to open, right? The inner city is surrounded by high walls and there is no place to settle on the wall, so it's difficult to climb."

Walking into the middle doorway and reaching the front door, Chen Qian reached out to try to push the door, but the door didn't move at all.

The woman in blue also floated over and said with a smile: "This door is not like this." As she said, she also raised her hands and pressed her two white little hands on her.

Touch the iron door with your palm.

fluctuation!

A wave emanated from the woman in blue.

"The qi fluctuates?"

Chen Qian looked sideways and felt that what the woman exuded was a feeling full of vitality, as if it was early spring, grass grew and warblers were flying, and everything was about to recover.

Then, the huge gate, which was five people tall, trembled slightly, and the same fluctuations came from it.

"This sect is clearly a dead object, so why does it also cause fluctuations in the qi? "

Chen Qian had not yet fallen into doubt, but the aura of the woman in blue changed suddenly, becoming gloomy and silent, as if it was the coldest cold and frozen thousands of miles away.

Correspondingly, the fluctuations from the closed iron door also changed, and then a "click" sound seemed to be broken.

Kick!

With the sound of the machine spring turning, the iron door slowly opened, revealing the scene behind the door.

Inner city.

The dungeon is divided into inner city and outer city. This outer city is where Chen Qian was originally located. It was used for ordinary people hundreds of years ago. It was spread all over the streets and yards, and the buildings looked very simple, without too many carvings.

But the inner city is different.

Chen Qian just took a rough look inside, and his eyes were all about high-gate mansions, high-walled courtyards, stone lions in front of the door, and beasts in the roof. Although they were dilapidated, they could still feel a little noble.

There is no doubt that these buildings were inhabited by people with status in Morran at that time, and were the residences of court officials and nobles.

After figuring this out, a trace of unknown premonition suddenly flashed in Chen Qian's mind, but it was fleeting. He thought about it but couldn't find a clue. He didn't know where in the inner city, which aroused his subconscious concern.

Since he couldn't figure it out, Chen Qian let it go for the time being. He looked at the inner city ahead and did not enter immediately. Instead, he turned around and asked the woman in blue floating beside him, "Is your method of opening the door related to the spirit of martial arts? Also, how did you say that this reincarnation gate can help people practice internal skills?"

The woman in blue cooperated very well and replied directly: "This reincarnation gate contains a martial spirit that my father had infused in the past. The fundamental of this martial spirit is the life and death reincarnation technique, so it can guide others."

"What is the spirit of martial arts?" Suddenly, Chen Qian asked a question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

"Don't you know?" The woman in blue looked different. "This should be well known, right?"

"Everyone knows it?" Chen Qian shook his head, "I'm afraid it's different now than hundreds of years ago. Many things have changed. Since you are dependent on the knife, you should be very clear about my affairs, right?" Chen Qian said, narrowing his eyes.

The woman in blue shook her head: "My consciousness is in the knife, and my five senses are lost. I can only vaguely sense the outside world. How can I know? So as soon as I feel the breath of the immortal general and the immortal civil servant, I can't hold back and I'll be aware of it."

She didn't seem to want to talk more about this issue, and changed the subject: "As for what the spirit of martial arts is, it is difficult to answer, because you have not cultivated to the realm of the hidden gods and have not experienced it personally, it is really difficult to explain. After all, the spirit of martial arts has no fixed form, it can be a passage of speech, a move, a weapon, or even a trace, a piece of air!"

"Wait a minute!"

Chen Qian frowned, feeling that the woman in blue revealed too much information in this simple sentence, and he couldn't accept it anymore, so he could only pick up a key question: "What is the realm of Tibetan God? Is it also a realm of martial arts? Could it be a stage division of innate martial artists?"

"I don't even know the realm of the God of the God?" The woman in blue stared at Chen Qian, and her expression seemed to be seeing an illiterate person. "How can a congenital warrior be compared with the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the Demon! It turns out that you don't know anything, so how can I explain it to you clearly in the short term? Let's teach you slowly in the future."

After the words came, she stretched out a white finger and pointed to the inner city.

"Now, go to the palace first, don't worry, the distance is not far, it won't take long to go back and forth! It's very safe."

ps:Thanks to the "He Baiyue" friend for the reward.

This is the second update today.

The third update is at night.

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