Die For Life

"How could you... be..."

Even if he was caught by the neck, Chen Chenchen had no intention of surrendering. He clasped Lan Yan's arm with his hands, his nails seemed to be embedded in the flesh.

It's just his voice, like a little boy about to cry.

"Because my hair is black? Because I am older than the average age of a swordsman? Or..."

Lan Yan lifted his glasses: "You don't even know that there is actually a second training method for the Tibetan sword warfare?"

"what……"

"Yin, please don't be nervous outside, the banquet is still going on."

Lan Yan called Yin Guyue, then looked at the people of the Silver-Blood Guild, and asked as if having a meal and chatting: "Everyone, do you know how to fight with Tibetan swords?"

"Very well." Le Yu said first: "I know all about the cultivation, use, and practice of Tibetan sword warfare."

"First of all, the Tibetan swordsmen need the help of other warriors at first, let other warriors use light bursts to damage the body of the Tibetan swordsmen, until the Tibetan swordsmen learn the method of mental power to guide the light from being beaten, and then they can themselves Destroy yourself with light."

"They stuffed the'substantial streamer' of mental power and light into their bodies. This process is extremely painful. When the streamer runs through the body, it is equivalent to having a durian running in the blood vessels. But this process will not take too long, because the Tibetan sword apprentice Either die in this process, or within ten days there will be an'organ' that can hold the streamer."

"This is the biggest threshold of the Tibetan sword warfare, the'Ten Day Streaming Light'."

"Then after one to three years of training, the sword concealer will be completely gray-haired, have the ability to explode in the dark for half an hour, and can officially take orders for business."

Le Yu's introduction was profound and simple, not only Lan Yan and Yin Gu Yue, but even Chen Chenchen couldn't help but glance at him.

"Good point," Lan Yan said with a smile: "If it weren't for the honorable status of Young Master Jing, I thought Young Master Jing had also practiced Tibetan sword warfare."

"I just had an assassin friend." Le Yuyun said lightly, "So I am also very curious how General Blue can still practice without losing his life or hair color. Hidden sword warfare?"

"It's actually quite simple." Lan Yan said, "First of all, do you know what is the essence of the ‘organ’ that can hold the streamer?"

"It's the man himself. The blood, flesh, and bones of the sword concealer are all loaded with light, and there is no so-called ‘hidden sword organ’. From this to the end, the sword concealer is the scabbard."

Finding that everyone is still a little confused, Lan Yan taught: "Then I’m more clear about what I’m talking about-from the beginning, the streamer can actually exist in the human body. Another container?"

"You don't even need to hide the sword. Anyone who wants to, as long as they can receive the light, melt the light and spiritual power into a stream of light, and then squeeze it into their own body, then he can become a sword hider."

"The so-called Tibetan sword warfare is just a lie; the so-called Tibetan sword organ is just a deception."

Le Yu recalled Yin Yinyin’s understanding of Tibetan sword warfare, coupled with Jing Zhengwei’s experience in practicing taboo warfare, he quickly understood what Lan Yan meant:

"The Tibetan sword warfare is actually just to...eliminate the pain of the Tibetan swordsman for the streamer?"

"That's right." Lan Yan glanced at Le Yu with appreciation: "Exactly!"

"The world thinks that the sword concealer is to transform his body to be more suitable for streamer, but in fact, the sword concealer is to transform his spirit, so that he will no longer suffer from this!"

"It can be said that'ten-day streamer' is the essence of Tibetan sword warfare. As long as you can survive the'ten-day streamer', then you will be completely immune to the pain of streamer, and you don't even need to care about most of the pain. After all, this world is better than There is not much pain when the streamer is more intense."

"But this is the truth that cannot be declared to the public." Lan Yan, like a teacher in class, said in a melodious tone: "For one thing, if everyone knows that the martial artist's body can contain the streamer without special modification, then the various forces will produce privately. Hidden sword assassin."

"Secondly, the deception of Tibetan sword warfare and Tibetan sword organs has greatly increased the pass rate of the'Ten Day Streamer'. Those children accepted by the Assassin organization believe that they will really produce it because of their trust in the warfare. An'organ' that holds the streamer, so they can pass the'ten-day streamer'."

"If you let them know that there is no such organ at all, and the'Ten Day Streamer' just makes them sore that they lose their pain, they will definitely be unable to persist because of the loss of hope."

"Humans are often like this. They would rather believe that their fate in fantasy saved themselves, rather than believe that they have survived countless sufferings."

"Because catastrophe is eternal, if you have to rely on yourself every time, it will be too painful to live."

The secrets of hidden sword warfare echoed in the workshop for a long time.

Few people know anything about the Tibetan sword assassins. They only know that they are cross-street rats that everyone hates, the cruel **** of death in the dark, and the criminal reserve that the court severely cracked down on.

When Lan Yan deeply analyzed the cruelty of Tibetan sword warfare, almost everyone felt unbearable, even the elder brother of the Silver Blood Society.

They couldn't help but look at Chen Chenchen who was pressed by Lan Yan on the table. Chen Chenchen seemed to have noticed their pity, roared with tears in his eyes, and his legs jumped up and clamped Lan Yan's arms, as if he wanted a cross— —

Snapped!

Lan Yan fell fiercely and threw him onto the dining table, still clasping Chen Chenchen's throat tightly with his right hand.

Even at this moment, he did not relax his vigilance at all.

"You haven't said yet, the second training method of Tibetan sword fighting." Le Yu reminded.

"Knowing the principle, it's actually very easy to handle." Lan Yan said lightly: "Ordinary sword-hidden people don't know the truth and let the streamer scurry around in their bodies, so their bodies are being destroyed by streamers every minute and every second. So cut it drastically."

"Hair is actually an accident. Because the streamer ran to the hair, the swordsman discovered that the hair can hold a lot of streamer, so the reputation of the white-haired assassin has been passed down from generation to generation."

"The method of keeping the color unchanged and not damaging the life span is ready to come out."

"Stuck the streamer in a useless organ."

Le Yu said in amazement: "But there are no useless organs..."

"Yes." Qin Leyin said suddenly.

Leyu looked under Lan Yan's belt: "Could it be..."

"Yes."

Lan Yan lifted his shirt, revealing his battered side waist: "It's the kidneys."

"Medical lawsuits discovered very early that people have two kidneys, and even without one kidney, it will not affect life and life span. In terms of size and function, kidneys are the best choice."

"Ah, kidneys... um, I think so too."

Others practiced the Tibetan sword warfare, and you practiced the kidney sword warfare... Leyu asked, "Then why the Assassin organization doesn't use the second training method that does not damage the lifespan?"

Lan Yan said: "There are many reasons, the most important of which is that this kind of trained swordsman has no qualifications to become an assassin, and has extremely poor battery life in the dark."

"However, it is more than enough to prevent the attack of the white-haired assassin. If you hadn't used magic soldiers to create absolute darkness, I would have thrown out the light bomb just now."

"One more thing..."

"Do you remember the first step of the Tibetan sword warfare?" Lan Yan asked suddenly: "The apprentices need to be ravaged with light bursts by the warriors until they learn to guide the light from being beaten. Why is there this step?"

"Because in addition to formal learning of warfare, this is the fastest way for ordinary people to learn mental power to guide light. But the price of such rough learning is that the apprentices can’t precisely control the light and will only use the streamer to harm their whole body. They can’t The streamer is only stored in a certain place."

Hearing this, Ting Chaozao couldn't help but ask: "Then why not let them learn how to fight, even if they only learn to guide the light?"

Lan Yan: "Because of this, their pain tolerance has improved."

Everyone was stunned.

"The essence of Tibetan sword warfare is to allow Tibetan sword apprentices to forcibly distort their pain in the unbearable pain." Lan Yan sighed: "Any warrior who has learned warfare will have greatly improved pain tolerance. The pain does not allow them to twist their spirits."

"What's more, knowing the second training method will also know the truth of Tibetan sword fighting. This is not conducive to distorting pain~www.wuxiaspot.com~ So do you find the paradox here?"

Lan Yan shrugged: "If you want to use the second training method of the Tibetan sword, you have to learn other tactics first; but if you learn other tactics, the pain tolerance will increase; the pain tolerance will increase, and it will be difficult to practice the Tibetan sword. Tactics."

"Therefore, there is a small detail in the second training method of the Tibetan sword."

Leyu murmured: "...increase the pain?"

"Yes," Lan Yan said with a smile: "The pain of the streamer alone is not enough. The cultivator must increase the intensity of the destruction of the body in order to distort the pain and complete the practice of the Tibetan sword warfare."

Ting Chaozao and the others recalled Lan Yan's scarred side waist just now, and while admiring him in his heart, he couldn't help but feel extremely...fear.

People who are cruel to others will have a lot of silver and blood.

And someone who is so cruel to himself...

The Silver Blood Society will also be counseled, and will put on the posture of "I'm lying down, you are casual".

Hearing Chao Zao immediately said: "Please forgive General Lan for the rudeness of the Silver Blood Society."

Everyone said in unison: "General Lan, please forgive the rudeness of the Silver Blood Society."

"It doesn't matter, I knew that the Silver Blood Society would definitely not obey, otherwise the Silver Blood Society would not become the overlord of Dongyang District."

When Lan Yan twisted his neck, Chen Chenchen died.

"You sent an assassin, I also expected it."

"On the contrary, it is Young Master Jing..."

Lan Yan pulled out the wooden chopsticks that almost penetrated his shoulders, and slammed them heavily on the table.

"You gave me a big surprise." He smiled: "The white-haired assassin didn't hurt me, but you did."

Leyu blinked.

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