chapter 9 Shura sword

After six bowls of strong wine, Nathan Ackerman began to be unable to bear it any longer. His head felt swollen and painful. He leaned on the haystack in a daze, and soon fell asleep.

In his sleep, he seemed to have returned to his childhood and the distant ancient city of Thunder.

He saw his mother, his father, his sister, and many familiar relatives.

The city lord's mansion was filled with laughter, beauty and happiness.

Nathan Ackerman ran in excitedly and threw himself at his familiar relatives, but they seemed to be unable to see him even though they were right in front. He shouted and waved in front of everyone, but his relatives were indifferent.

In a daze, everyone was quiet. They looked up at the sky, expressionless and empty.

It started to rain, and it fell on everyone. It was very cold, so cold that it made people shiver.

Sudden……

The picture was fragmented, like a broken mirror, and everyone disappeared in the cold rain.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky and the earth were dark.

Without the ancient city and his relatives, Nathan Ackerman seemed to be standing on a vast killing battlefield.

Endless creatures are fighting crazily, shouting to shake the sky, and various mysterious beasts roaring in blood and fire.

The world is enveloped by overwhelming fire from the sky and hurricanes that reach from heaven to earth.

The earth is crumbling, the sky is collapsing, and the world seems to be ending.

Between the vast sky and the earth, a bright red light cut through the darkness and tore apart the sky fire, as bright as the blazing sun. The brilliant light penetrates the battlefield, filling the air with unparalleled killing power, causing all living beings to wail, and all heroes to be terrified.

Nathan Ackerman walked on the battlefield in a daze, as if he was chasing the domineering and peerless light, but suddenly, the light stopped and locked onto Nathan Ackerman from the air. The endless killing energy boiled into the sky, and the overwhelming volume rolled up To Nathan Ackerman.

Nathan Ackerman trembled in shock and sat up with a sigh.

Dream! Nightmare!

Nathan Ackerman was covered in cold sweat and was mostly awake from the wine. He was breathing heavily, and it took him a while to swallow with difficulty.

How could you have such a dream?

I haven’t had a dream in years.

Nathan Ackerman wiped away the cold sweat and felt his mouth was dry. He rubbed his sore head and got up, and went to the yard to get some water.

In the cold courtyard, the old man was sitting under an old tree, turning over a dark knife in his hand. It was made of an unknown material. It looked like black iron and black rock. It was completely black and filled with a cold air.

"Huh?"Nathan Ackerman was attracted by the black knife and shook his head hard, thinking he was dreaming again.

"Old man?"

Nathan Ackerman shouted twice.

The old man ignored it and slowly raised the black knife.

As Nathan Ackerman watched, a bone-chilling chill inexplicably surged into his heart. In a daze, he seemed to be back in a dream again, overwhelmed by the endless killings, and felt that the black knife was staring at him. Yes, it felt like being stared at.

Nathan Ackerman carefully moved his body, but still felt that he was being watched.

The black knife seemed to have a weird spirituality that made people shudder, but in the old man's withered hands, it was as obedient as a pet, turning dexterously as the fingertips swung.

Nathan Ackerman Jin was completely awake and looked at the old man and the black knife carefully. He had seen the old man use throwing knives before. The old man used iron pieces as throwing knives casually and played around in the yard. After playing for two days in a row, Nathan Ackerman learned it for two days and felt very good, so he sharpened nine flying knives by himself and practiced them for three years for self-defense.

When he faced Cynthia Levy that day, he took advantage of the surprise attack with flying knives and caught Cynthia Levy by surprise.

"The name of the knife is Shura." The old man spread out his withered right hand, and the black knife was suspended in the palm of his hand. The tip of the knife was facing down. The knife body was filled with a gloomy cold air, and the surrounding space seemed to be distorted.

"This knife..."Nathan Ackerman's hair stood on end. He involuntarily took two steps back and looked at the black knife in surprise.

The old man's right hand suddenly vibrated, and in an instant, the black knife clanged, trembled and shot.

A terrifying killing force surged through the warehouse compound and filled the world.

At this moment, many old people in the 30 mountains of Qingyun Sect collectively opened their eyes, and they caught a murderous aura that made their hearts palpitate.

Nathan Ackerman retreated in shock, but the black knife was pressed against his eyebrows in an instant. It was as fast as a stream of light and it was difficult to catch the trajectory.

It neither retreated nor advanced, lightly touching the skin between Nathan Ackerman eyebrows.

The sharp tip of the knife was extremely cold, as if it would freeze Nathan Ackerman soul.

"Old man...you..."Nathan Ackerman didn't dare to move, sweat covered his forehead. He really felt the threat of death, and it was like being hugged by the god of death. His whole body was filled with coldness and his breathing was not smooth.

"Don't use it indiscriminately before the Xuanwu realm." The old man pushed his right hand through the air, and the black knife pierced Nathan Ackerman brow with a hiss. In an instant, Nathan Ackerman felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. The bone-chilling coldness spread throughout his body. Every cell seemed to be filled with cold air and his breath seemed to freeze.

His consciousness was spinning, and he couldn't tell whether he was in pain or dizziness. Nathan Ackerman sat on the ground with difficulty. Just when he was about to open his mouth to say something, black energy evaporated from his body, churning throughout his body, and soon drowned him.

In a daze, the old man walked towards him with his hands behind his back. He only saw the old man's eyes, like endless abyss that wanted to swallow people up.

"Am I dreaming again?"Nathan Ackerman murmured softly, slowly lying on the ground.

Everything is unreal, illusory and scary.

dream? It must be a dream.

When Nathan Ackerman opened his eyes again, it was already the morning of the next day. He was actually lying in the yard, with the warm sunshine shining on his body, making him feel indescribably comfortable.

"Why am I lying here?"

Nathan Ackerman stretched himself hard, his whole body felt light and comfortable, and there was no cold and uncomfortable feeling.

"I was dreaming. The wine is really strong. Please drink less in the future."

Nathan Ackerman stood up and bounced, moved his body, and exercised as usual.

He punched a few times in the air, and then triggered an electric arc to hit the first three sections with Vajra Strength.

But as he continued to fight, Nathan Ackerman stopped there, staring intently at the electric arc scurrying around his right arm.

There seemed to be a lot more arcs today, but they were not smooth to use.

what happened?

Did you drink too much last night?

Qin Fate turned his meridians, activated the electric arc, and punched a few more times, but this time, he was really stunned.

"I seem to have...made a breakthrough?"

"Lingwu...fourth heaven?"

"How can it be!"

Nathan Ackerman is unbelievable. He broke through to the fourth level of Lingwu in a daze?

But soon the problem came up again. Not only did his realm improve and his meridians widen, but there was something more in the Dantian Qi sea. A dark knife, filled with black mist, suspended in the silent Qi sea.

"How is this going?"

"Didn't I dream last night?"

Nathan Ackerman checked carefully and found that yes, the realm had really improved. However, due to the inexplicable improvement, the spiritual power in the meridians was still in the third heaven state and was in urgent need of replenishment. There really was a pitch-black knife in the air sea, exactly like the one the old man gave him in his dream yesterday.

Not a dream? Not a dream!

This mysterious black knife was given to me by the old man!

"Old man! Thank you!"

Nathan Ackerman was pleasantly surprised and ran back to the warehouse to thank him.

But the strange thing is that there is no one in the warehouse, and the old man is not inside.

Nathan Ackerman returned to the yard, but the old man was not there either.

In the past eight years, the old man has either been in a daze under the tree, missed the deceased in front of the grave, or slept in the warehouse. He has never left the warehouse.

"That's strange, where has the old man gone?"

Nathan Ackerman suddenly had a bad premonition. He carefully searched the warehouse and the compound, and also searched around the short mountain, but could not find the old man.

"gone?"

"Isn't it possible? You left without saying hello?"

"But the old man was really weird yesterday."

"Is it because of the girl yesterday?"

Nathan Ackerman returned to the warehouse and came to the old man's wooden bed.

A shabby cotton blanket and a few pieces of patched clothes were all the old man's belongings, and he didn't take any of them with him.

"Is this a mystery?"

Nathan Ackerman pressed his hands on those shabby clothes, and there seemed to be something inside. He slowly opened it, and there was a note, and one word - life!

Under the note, there was a sword manual and an ancient sword.

A sense of simplicity and grandeur came to my face. The sword manual and the ancient sword itself seemed to have real sword energy, filling the surrounding air with a hint of sharpness and coldness.

"The old man is really gone?"Nathan Ackerman picked up the note in a daze, suddenly feeling a sense of loss, as if something had suddenly been lost in his heart.

gone?

Are you really gone?

After eight years, this simple warehouse feels like a home because of the company of the old man.

No matter how difficult or painful it is, I always feel like I can go home and have a rest.

He knew that the old man was extraordinary, but he really never thought that he would leave so soon.

Life! my life? Whose life?

Why did the old man deliberately leave this word?

Nathan Ackerman carefully put away the note, put it close to his body, and picked up the sword manual.

Dayan Sword Code!

Without too much introduction, you will find the first style of the sword canon - Mountain and River Epee! Cut through mountains and rivers with one sword!

A concise introduction to the sword style and a concise picture of the meridians.

Nathan Ackerman frowned and looked through it. The fonts and meridians diagrams were clearly very detailed, but they were blurry. He had to concentrate hard to be able to barely see them. This was only the first form. When he turned to the second form, Nathan Ackerman He couldn't see it clearly, not even the name of the move. It was clearly there, but he couldn't see it clearly, and it even gave him a strange sense of resistance.

Nathan Ackerman's current state and mental strength are barely qualified to participate in the first form!

"What level of martial arts is this?"

Nathan Ackerman looked at the shuriken canon in surprise, it was so mysterious and extraordinary.

I have always longed for martial arts, and also looked forward to owning my own weapons. Unexpectedly, I got my wish today. But holding the sword manual and ancient sword, thinking about the drunken scene last night, I couldn't feel happy.

"Nathan Ackerman!" A high-pitched cry suddenly came from outside.

Nathan Ackerman put away the sword manual and ancient sword and hid it in the deepest part of the warehouse.

"Nathan Ackerman! Where are you dead!"Jasper Conner pushed open the iron door rudely, raised the list in his hand, and shouted sharply: "I posted it for you before dawn, and it's already noon now. Why don't you go and deliver it? Do you still want to do it?"

"I'll go right away."Nathan Ackerman simply organized and went outside to pick up the list.

Jasper Conner stood by the iron gate and kept shouting: "Don't think that you can break the rules after reaching the Lingwu realm. No matter how strong you are, you are still a servant, and it is under my control, Jasper Conner! I won't argue with you today, and I won't dare to fail to deliver the goods on time." Damn it, I’ll report it to the manager and see how I can deal with you!”