Destiny is ashes

Chapter 25 This is also a flying sword

gun? !

An Jing was stunned for a moment, a little bit unbelievable, but he immediately looked around vigilantly: "Everyone with a gun died here, this ruins is so dangerous?!"

"Besides, what kind of world is this? Sword Spirit...what should I call you? Sir or Your Excellency?"

"We are in a relationship of mutual assistance, no need to call me sir." The sword spirit said: "I don't know what world this is, but my fragments are here."

"However, I recognize this relic... It is somewhat familiar, and it should have something to do with my era."

After looking at it for a while, the sword spirit was still unsure. He said calmly: "But I am broken and I have forgotten many things."

"Most of those corpses have internal energy as strong as a thread. The leader probably had internal energy as strong as a river when he was alive. The thing that killed them seems to be some kind of soul-stealing magic."

"This place is indeed somewhat dangerous. Let's break through the inner breath as soon as possible and go back."

An Jing nodded slightly. This ruins could have caused the death of so many gunmen at the Inner Breath Realm. It must be more dangerous than Xuanming Manor.

Besides, danger was one thing, and he also had to get back to the village as soon as possible and pretend to be asleep.

This was the tacit understanding between him and the owner of the medicine shop. He had to pretend that nothing had happened and not reveal any flaws.

He must get full marks on this test.

The owner of Yaozhuang would never have thought that after An Jing returned, he would have reached the inner breath realm!
As for whether there would be any flaws in breaking through the internal energy... With the sword spirit and the Pure and Quiet Sword Observation, An Jing believed that ordinary people would never be able to see his true strength, at least the owner of the Medicine Manor could not.

However... An Jing thought of the strength of the owner of the medicine shop himself.

The other party is at the inner strength realm, has "inner supernatural powers", and possesses many supernatural powers and skills that ordinary people cannot possess.

Even though the opponent is extremely old and his blood and energy are exhausted, he is still a strong enemy.

unless……

An Jing lowered his head and looked at the guns in the hands of the corpses.

Since he died from soul-stealing magic, there should be no poison, right?
After asking the sword spirit and getting a definite reply that there was none, An Jing began to search the corpse without any scruples.

There were no extra items among these people's bodies, basically just bullets and guns. The group in the lead had more equipment, including some destroyed communication terminals and elixirs, but they were all completely damaged.

The corpse has become such a state that it has been dead for at least seven or eight years. Seven or eight years is enough time for many tough things to become fragile and decayed.

Not to mention the obviously decayed guns and clothes, even the oddly shaped small daggers hanging from the corpses' waists were all completely decayed and covered in rust.

However, the gun in the leader's corpse's hand was different from the guns in the hands of others.

It was the size of an ordinary rifle and looked like two metal rails. In the center was a white crystal that looked very similar to 'jade'. This strange gun was not decayed. Although it could not be said to be as shiny as new, it was just covered with dust.

“This is a magical tool.”

The sword spirit took a look and said in surprise: "Magic weapon spiritual weapon, magic weapon spiritual treasure."

"Although the magic weapon is just a low-grade tool that can only carry 'Taoism', it has already been used. It should be a magic weapon used to release some kind of offensive magic."

"This magic weapon requires at least internal energy to use, and its spirit core is almost exhausted. It can't be used... Well, there is another one on the left that can be used."

An Jing looked at the undamaged magic weapon that the sword spirit had mentioned, picked it up and took a look, and found that the white jade in the center was still emitting a faint light: "Then I'll keep it."

After searching through the corpses, An Jing gained a lot - not only did he get a magic gun, but he also got two intact gunpowder weapons.

The two gunpowder weapons were stored in boxes. They were probably someone's spare weapons. They were large in caliber, powerful in firepower, and still functioning normally. An Jing collected a lot of bullets that were probably not broken, and then tried to fire them - the power was unusually large. After the thunderous gunshot, the rock ground was hit with a dent nearly palm deep.

These guns were loaded with a huge amount of gunpowder, and there seemed to be Taoist patterns on the muzzles. Their destructive power seemed to be much higher than what he remembered from his previous life.

"Flying sword?"

After seeing the power of the gun, the sword spirit was surprised and said, "Is this actually a flying sword case? However, this is the first time I have seen such a fragile disposable flying sword."

"This is not a flying sword, it's a musket." An Jing wanted to explain, but the sword spirit was puzzled: "It's made of five metals, it's powerful, it's extremely fast, it can pierce and break armor to hurt the enemy, it can easily kill monks who are not as strong as itself - look, isn't this a flying sword?"

An Jing blinked, thought about it, and suddenly felt relieved: "Yes, this is the flying sword."

"This sword-flying technique has been developed to a very mature level. Even ordinary people without inner spiritual energy can use it."

The sword spirit was actually quite interested in this aspect: "It seems that the weapon cultivation skills in this world are very advanced."

An Jing didn't reply. He didn't know what to say. Anyway, he collected a lot of bullets, carried some with him, and then kept most of them in the original place: "You don't need too many. You can't hide them."

Two guns, one magic weapon gun. He is not strong enough to use the magic weapon gun, so he cannot use it for the time being.

Two pistols were enough, he only had two hands after all.

Moreover, for some reason, An Jing found that he was quite good at using a gun - what did he do in his previous life? How come he was so knowledgeable about astronomy and geography that he could even use a gun now?

After suppressing this doubt and gaining unexpected rewards, An Jing did not forget the original purpose of coming to this strange world.

Breakthrough inner breath.

"To be honest, I don't know much about the martial arts path of Huaixu Realm. In my era, everyone followed the right path of Qi Refining."

In response to An Jing's question, the sword spirit came straight to the point: "But I think that in the same world, even if tens of thousands of years or several eras have passed, as long as the people are still the same, the basics will not change too much."

"In the final analysis, it all comes down to grasping the innate Qi, using it as a foundation, from strands to strands until it fills the entire body."

"The question now is, which method do you want to use to advance? The Yang method? The Yin method?"

"The method of Yang, the method of Yin?"

When An Jing heard this, he knew that this was another way of saying the method of "movement and stillness".

He couldn't help but ask, "I am more familiar with the method of movement... Didn't we travel to another world to avoid the eyes and ears of the Demon Cult and advance? Or is there something special about the method of stillness?"

"The method of movement can be used to break through in battle, while the method of stillness is safer."

The sword spirit could also quickly understand the concepts of movement and stillness, yin and yang. After thinking for a while, he said, "But it would be better to have both movement and stillness, and to combine yin and yang into one."

Now An Jing became curious: "What does this mean?"

In fact, An Jing also knew the method of tranquility. It was recorded in An's Martial Arts Classics: There is a strange gate in the South China Sea Mooring Country, named Baiju Gate.

The followers of this sect are good at entering the Tao through dreams. Their disciples sleep soundly all day long and move around the body in their dreams.

If the martial arts classics were just like this, they would be nothing more than a collection of folk tales. The most important thing about the martial arts classics is the annotations, and according to the annotations, the Baiju School masters a special method of visualization that can extremely strengthen the spirit, and then capture the "inactive but stable innate Qi", and then master the inner breath.

All roads lead to the capital, the ways of movement and stillness are all the right ways, this is another way.

The so-called sleeping all day is nothing more than meditation to maintain a state of 'stillness'. The disciples of Baiju may not be good at martial arts, but their internal energy is extremely powerful.

(End of this chapter)