Archean Eon Art

Consciousness was attracted to it, and he saw a stalwart man with disheveled hair standing on the top of the mountain, surrounded by mountains, rivers rushing through the gorge, and the sun hanging high.

However, Meng Chuan felt that even those mountains, rivers and suns became inconspicuous in front of that man.

The stalwart man looked in Meng Chuan's direction from a distance, and finally picked up a rough black sword with a long blade beside him.

"boom."

The stalwart man looked at Meng Chuan coldly, and swung his knife directly.

The terrifying light of the knife rapidly magnified in front of Meng Chuan's eyes, and Meng Chuan couldn't help but feel fear in front of this terrifying knife that destroyed the world. Just like mortals would be afraid of lightning strikes, Meng Chuan is also afraid! This is a knife more terrifying than Tianlei... However, Meng Chuan's consciousness can't dodge at all, he can only bear it.

"Boom~~~~" The light of the knife hit Meng Chuan's consciousness.

"what."

Meng Chuan suddenly broke away from the black iron sheet. He clutched his head in pain, and blood flowed from his nose. He just snorted in instinctive pain and completely lost consciousness.

Night, very quiet.

The people in the Jinghu Meng Mansion didn't know that the young master 'Meng Chuan' they were proud of had lost consciousness and fell into a coma. Time passed slowly. After several hours, Meng Chuan, who was curled up on the bed, finally moved his eyelids and followed him. Slowly opened his eyes.

"It hurts." Meng Chuan only felt a splitting headache, his memory was a little confused, and he didn't know who he was or where he was for a while.

It was a while after waking up.

Meng Chuan was completely awake.

"I inspected the black iron piece last night, and my consciousness was drawn into it, which hurt my head even more." Meng Chuan only felt a severe headache, and he lay on the bed for a long time before slowly getting up, but he felt a little dizzy when he sat up. He looked out of the window, the sky outside the window was bright, and the moon could still be seen in the sky.

"It's so uncomfortable."

Meng Chuan tried to stand up, but fell to the bed again.

He couldn't even maintain his basic balance, and he had bouts of headaches. Meng Chuan tried his best to concentrate, and with the efforts of his will, he was finally able to stand up and barely walk.

"This piece of black iron has really hurt me." Meng Chuan now doesn't want to think about the inheritance he got from the 'black iron piece', because it hurts when he thinks about it. Obviously not the time to study inheritance.

"Cuckoo."

He drank two large bowls of cold water from last night, and washed his face with some cold water, only to be more awake.

He opened the door and stood in the corridor, and shouted, "Come on."

Soon a servant girl rushed to the gate of the courtyard, and said respectfully after entering, "Master."

"Boil hot water, I want to take a bath." Meng Chuan said.

Take a bath at dawn? The servant girl was a little puzzled, but she didn't dare to ask further questions, and said respectfully, "Yes, young master."

soon.

There were several barrels of freshly heated water in the bathtub. After Meng Chuanping stepped down, he took off his clothes and went in to sit and lie in the large bathtub. He felt much more comfortable soaking in the water.

It was too comfortable to lie down, my head hurt again, and I fell asleep for a while, and when I woke up, I felt much better.

"It's much better." Meng Chuan looked inside the space between his eyebrows, and saw that the translucent little man standing in the space between the eyebrows became much dimmer, "It seems that the injury is not serious this time."

Meng Chuan shivered slightly, and the water in the bathtub was a little cold, so he got up immediately to wipe off and put on his clothes.

When I went out, I told my servants directly: "For the next three days, stop practicing, I need to meditate properly."

...

"Young master doesn't practice?"

"The young master has to chop eight thousand times of flying arrows every day, and he has to stop for three days?"

"Practice all the time and meditate occasionally, maybe the effect will be better. And last night, the young master killed the two thieves of the Blood Cloud Pirates."

"Yes, there is also Zhao Can, the bloody hand, I believe this fight should have touched the young master's cultivation, so let's meditate.

"The servants and guards were all chatting.

...

It was easy to kill two blood cloud robbers, but he was seriously injured on the 'black iron sheet', but Meng Chuan was not in a hurry, because he found that the headache gradually decreased over time, and his control over the body was also improving. Gradually recovered.

For the next three days, he was very relaxed every day, lying on the recliner, reading the biography of gods and demons, and drawing pictures leisurely in the study.

Relax completely...recover faster! The translucent villain looking inside the space between the brows can see that it is gradually returning to its original brilliance.

On the third day, Meng Chuan began to study the information obtained in the broken black iron sheet.

"The inheritance I accepted was the seventeenth form of the "Thunder World Extinguishing Knife" 'Five Thunders Come to the World'. I didn't even have a complete move? I couldn't even bear a complete move and passed out?" Meng Meng Chuan laughed at himself, he now recalled that when his consciousness was introduced into the black iron sheet, when he was hit by that knife, a lot of information flooded into his consciousness.

But his consciousness was only partly bearable, and he fell into a coma. This is the human body's instinctive self-protection.

However, Meng Chuan still carefully studied the inheritance information, which contained some of the secrets of the seventeenth style of the never-heard "Thunderbolt Extermination Knife".

Every word, every graphic description contains endless information, which makes Meng Chuan feel oppressed.

The move of "five thunders descending into the world" is actually a series of five cuts. The first cut is terrifying, and the second cut is stronger. After five consecutive cuts, the fifth cut will produce a qualitative change with unimaginable power. The power is simply unimaginable.

"The inheritance I got is only the first two swords of Wu Lei's coming to the world, which are already the most complicated sword techniques I have ever seen." Meng Chuan shook his head, the requirements for the true energy of the physical body were too high.

*****

Meng Chuan's injury is not completely healed, but the normal practice of drawing the sword, body skills, etc. has no effect.

After more than two months of accepting the inheritance of the black iron sheet, Meng Chuan fully recovered and was able to mobilize the power of the heart and soul again.

He also made up his mind.

"Unless there is a qualitative change in my mind and soul in the space between my brows. Otherwise, I will never investigate the black iron piece again." After Meng Chuan fully recovered, he began to practice the first two swords of the "five thunders destroying the world".

However, as soon as he practiced, he found that under normal circumstances he couldn't display it at all. After he realized the power of the saber, his control over the true energy of the body was considered high among ordinary people, but he obviously couldn't reach the threshold for using these two sabers. Only by mobilizing the power of the heart and soul to integrate into the body, the control of the body's true energy has been improved to a very high level. It was barely able to display these two knives.

With one strike, the thunder in the body will flicker, this move is a perfect match with the thunder body.

With two saber strikes, thunder surged in his body, and his true energy was like a wave.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the knack for the third knife, so he can only directly burst out the thunderous and wave-like zhenqi accumulated in his body in the third move.

...

Time goes by, winter goes to spring, and it is a new year.

Tianyaomen Dongning branch.

"Boom~~~" The gate was slowly pulled up under the mechanism, and a man with white eyebrows walked out with his hands behind his back.

"Brother."

Both the hunchbacked man and a burly man smiled.

"I have retreated for half a year, what happened to Dongning Mansion?" the white-browed man asked.

"Brother, Dongning Mansion is still the same as in the past. If something really happened, we would have woken you up long ago." The majestic man smiled.

"Hmm." The white-browed man nodded.

The burly man thought of something, and even took out a scroll from his arms and handed it to the white-browed man: "By the way, big brother, a few months ago, Blood Cloud Pirates wanted to sell us a piece of broken black iron. Third Gao didn't like it, I think... this piece of black iron has such a strong aura of gods and demons. Could it be a fragment of the legendary black iron book?"

"Heitie Tianshu, Heitie refers to 'Meteorite Iron', have you checked, is it Meteorite Iron?" the white-browed man asked repeatedly.

"The two blood cloud bandits were already dead when I left the customs, and they never had a chance to touch that piece of black iron," said the burly man.

The white-browed man nodded, took the scroll, opened it, and saw that the broken black iron piece was painted on the scroll, and the broken shape was clearly drawn.

"I'll check." Although the white-browed man said, he rushed to his residence immediately.

In one of the study rooms of the underground building group.

There were a lot of books in it, and the white-browed man took out a stack of scrolls, flipped through several scrolls, and finally pulled out one.

On this scroll, there are a total of twenty-six pieces of black iron.

The white-browed man checked carefully.

The appearance of these twenty-six black iron fragments is compared with the black iron fragments in the picture scroll.

"The traces of the broken edges are all exactly the same. These are indeed fragments of the Black Iron Heavenly Book "Thunderbolt Exterminating the World Knife"." The white-browed man nodded slightly. If it were the complete Black Iron Heavenly Book, there would have been demon kings from the demon race to fight for it. . Just a small fragment has limited appeal to the demon kings of the demon clan. The monster race also has its own inheritance, even stronger than that of the human race.