The upgrade from level 3 to level 4 should be a change from quantitative change to qualitative change. Lin Yuansheng was mentally prepared to endure the pain. Is there something wrong? He felt his nose getting slightly hot, and he reached out to wipe it, only to find a shocking blood stain on the back of his hand. Lin Yuansheng hurried to the mirror, but was shocked. The self in the mirror had been bleeding from all seven orifices for a long time, but he seemed unaware of it. Warm, dark and dirty blood with impurities flowed from his nostrils, eyes, ears, and corners of his mouth. Such a horrific scene. Lin Yuansheng didn't feel any discomfort. On the contrary, as the dirty blood flowed out, he felt his eyes became clear, his ears became transparent, and even his mind seemed to be much clearer than before. "Level 1 to Level 3 is about mastering skills and training the body."

"When it reaches level 4, it turns from the outside in and begins to purify impurities in the skull and blood." The dirty blood slowly drained away, and Lin Yuansheng took a towel and wiped the traces on his face. He looked in the mirror again. The young man in the mirror did not change in appearance, but his eyes were clear and bright, his pupils were deep and mysterious, and his temperament was greatly sublimated. The eyes are the windows of the soul. People with bright and clear eyes will make people feel good about them, and unconsciously approach and trust them. This is just the benefit that comes with the level 4 sword-tempering skull. "vision." Lin Yuansheng climbed to a high place and looked into the distance. He could even see moths circling around street lights hundreds of meters away. When his attention is highly focused, he can even create a special effect similar to "bullet time", and can see the movement trajectory of high-speed moving objects. However, it is quite mentally taxing and cannot be maintained for a long time. As for hearing, he can hear sounds that are farther away, and can even actively control the direction of his hearing. On the balcony, he could actually hear the servants and the cook chatting in the yard. And the other senses of smell, taste and touch, Although it is not as obvious as hearing and vision, it is also greatly enhanced. This kind of enhancement of the five senses has far exceeded the limits of human beings and reached an inhuman level. “It shouldn’t just be like this.” Lin Yuansheng frowned slightly. The tempering of the skull and the strengthening of the five senses were indeed gratifying, but they were still far from the extraordinary powers he expected. and--

In the past, when swordsmanship skills were improved, the biggest change was not the body, but combat experience and improvement of skills. But this time, he didn't have any new memories. It can't be that this sword art has reached its limit and there is no way to further improve on the skill? "Wind spirit!" He called out the modifier. 'Role: Lin Yuansheng' 'Skills: Undifferentiated Fighting Heavenly Path Style - Swordsmanship Level 4 (Combat Skill: Unnamed) Unlimited Empty-Handed - Martial Arts Level 2'' 'Free attribute points: 4' Huh? Fighting skills?! Lin Yuansheng was shocked. The combat skills were a setting from the soul-related game in which he was tortured to death in his previous life. They were special skills combined with the equipment in the game. only, Lin Yuansheng had always thought that the Fengling modifier had already combined combat skills with ordinary skills. Unexpectedly, he saw the "combat skill" again, and it appeared when his swordsmanship level reached level 4. It seems that Feng Ling has his own standards for judging skills. Combat skills are not merged with ordinary skills, but become post-skills that are derived after the ordinary skill level reaches a certain level. "In other words, this unnamed combat skill is not one of the equipment skills in the game, but a brand new skill derived from the Heavenly Dao Style Swordsmanship by the Wind Spirit Modifier." “Don’t know how to use it?” This is not a game world, there is no keyboard and mouse for control. Lin Yuansheng could only try to use his mind to access this unnamed fighting skill. then, His mind suddenly went blank, and countless fragments of memory emerged out of nowhere. 'I have been immersed in the way of swordsmanship for sixty years, pursuing the path of swordsmanship, but have not made any breakthroughs. I only regret that my youth has passed away so early, and the way of heaven is unfair!' In my memory, the white-haired swordsman sighed to the sky. Looking at the swordsman's familiar face, Lin Yuansheng was stunned for a moment. Although there were great changes, he still recognized that it was himself. Or, ——Myself sixty years later!

However, the old swordsman in my memory has more of a master's demeanor. "I'm going to go into a state of death seclusion!" The old swordsman Lin Yuansheng said to the crying disciples, "If I don't come out alive, you can all go away and revive my Tiandao School." "master!!" "I have made up my mind. I will leave." The elderly Lin Yuansheng only carried a wooden sword and stayed indoors. The disciples had three meals delivered to their door every day, and they did not dare to disturb them. However, the meals were not touched. The disciples did not dare to enter without permission, so they could only change the dishes every day. But the food they served showed no signs of having been touched. One day, two days, three days. One month, two months, three months. gradually, No one came to deliver meals anymore, the courtyard hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and the corridors and doors were covered with thick dust. All the disciples were disheartened, thinking that their master had passed away. Under the arrangement of their eldest brother, they sealed up the backyard and went to different parts of the world, each carrying the vision of inheriting the Tiandao School. Only the eldest brother remains in this dilapidated gym. Until one day three years later, a familiar voice was heard from the backyard again. The eldest brother rushed to the backyard in disbelief and saw the master who was skinny and had bright eyes. "Only when you can understand life and death can you obtain a sword." "Be generous, remember this!" The swordsman picked up a piece of wood as a sword and slashed towards the sky. The eldest senior brother saw a sword that he would never forget in his life. The dazzling sword light burned the energy and spirit that the master had accumulated after three years of not eating or drinking, and it turned into a sword energy that burned like a flame. This sword startled all the beasts and birds in the mountain. This sword shocked the wind and rain, made the ghosts and gods weep, and made the heaven and earth pale in comparison. "Hahahahaha!" "Who says that mortals can't become saints? This sword is the answer. This sword is the answer!" The swordsman laughed until his energy ran out. The memory scene suddenly stopped. Chapter 36 Flame Killing Immersed in swordsmanship for sixty years and secluded himself in seclusion for three years. Only by burning one's energy and spirit can one make this stunning sword move that is sure to kill anyone. Lin Yuansheng was completely shocked.

He immersed himself in the fragments of memory, recalling the sword from different angles. He couldn't even tell. Are the memories that Fengling Modifier adds to myself really fictional? Even if it is fictional, the emotion of making no progress in sixty years and fighting for one's life in isolation is so real, so real that Lin Yuansheng completely puts himself into this older version of himself. That desperation, that madness. And the joy of finally touching the threshold of transcendence. All these emotions made him doubt, but the Fengling Modifier had no intelligence and would not answer any of his questions. Lin Yuansheng could only suppress this confusion deep in his heart for the time being. He took the sword from the rack, walked to the center of the training ground, drew the sword from its sheath, and faced the training dummy. "Combat skills..." Lin Yuansheng recalled the amazing sword in his memory. He slowly lowered the sword, igniting all the unwillingness, despair and anger of not being able to touch the door to the supernatural. At this moment, Lin Yuansheng rooted his back feet into the floor, and the momentum of his whole body exploded like a volcano. Lin Yuansheng stretched out his sword, the dragon on his spine trembled, and he gathered all the strength in his body into one stream, concentrating it at the heart of the sword. prick! With the will to die rather than live, Lin Yuansheng killed with his sword, his bare feet splashing on the tatami floor, causing the entire training ground to shake slightly. 'call out! ’ The sword exploded, piercing through the void and, accompanied by a fierce scream, piercing through the dummy. "It's not enough!" Lin Yuansheng roared, and the dragon on his spine twisted in an instant. All the strength of his body gathered at one point, making him fly up like a flying bird, and the sword in his hand slashed down like thunder. Pain, despair, anger. The pain of not being able to enter the door for sixty years and the will to live and die in the death gate were all condensed in the brain at this moment, turning into a long sword with blazing flames that would last forever. This long sword seemed to reveal a trace of power from the illusory spiritual world. The temperature in the training ground rose instantly, and the air seemed to be burning. In Lin Yuansheng's hand, a flame that seemed real and unreal suddenly emerged from the sword's core, and instantly wrapped around the sword, forming a magnificent flame pattern. "cut!" The blade cut the training dummy in half like tofu without any resistance. The remaining force even cut a groove several meters long and six inches deep on the ground. In an instant, the two halves of the dummy's body caught fire. 'Beep——' The flames triggered the firefighting mechanism and the overhead fire sprinklers activated themselves. Cold water was poured on Lin Yuansheng's head, but it couldn't put out the fire on the dummy. "Sir, are you okay?"

The servant asked anxiously outside the door. Lin Yuansheng did not let the servant in, but silently observed the fire in front of him. The fire burned at a high temperature and was inaccessible, but it did not ignite nearby objects, but just madly devoured the dummy. The fire finally died down when the dummy turned into charcoal.