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Chapter 3 Qualitative Change, Blood Sword Dance
It was dark at night, and the only light in the pawnshop was the oil lamp.

When a hoarse voice sounded from outside the door, Shen Bai's hair stood up.

He was very familiar with this voice. He had heard it last night. It was the voice of the old Taoist priest.

This morning, Zhang Chaofeng told him that the old Taoist priest had died in the Qian family, so how could he appear in the pawnshop at night?

"Are there really such evil things as ghosts?" Shen Bai grasped the rusty iron sword on the table.

He has a strong ability to adapt. Just by having this idea, he has already adapted.

There is no way to not adapt.

He has tried time travel, let alone other things?

Outside the door, after that voice was heard, the noise disappeared.

But then, the oil lamp on the table began to flicker.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard in the pawnshop.

The pawnshop was in full view, and there was no one else there except Shen Bai.

The sound of footsteps reminded Shen Bai that the second person who appeared might not be a human.

Just as I was thinking this, the oil lamp suddenly flickered.

A voice sounded on Shen Bai's right.

"Give me the peach wood sword."

Shen Bai suddenly turned his head to look.

In the right corner, an old Taoist priest with disheveled hair was squatting on the ground with his back to him.

As if sensing Shen Bai's gaze, the old Taoist priest raised his head with his back to Shen Bai.

A full 180 degrees, as if his neck was twisted alive, the old Taoist priest's head was pressed against his back, staring at Shen Bai with an upside-down gaze.

Through the oil lamp, Shen Bai saw a piece of peach wood sword tip in the old Taoist's mouth, with scarlet blood on it.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking.

The old Taoist priest turned the joints of his elbows, rested his palms on the ground, and rushed towards Shen Bai with his back facing down at an extremely fast speed.

Those eyes were extremely cold, and the tip of the sword in his mouth would occasionally extend out as he swung his sword.

"Give me the peach wood sword...Give me the peach wood sword..."

When he came to Shen Bai, the old Taoist priest extended a sharp broken bone from his elbow and attacked Shen Bai's chest.

"You elbowed me?"

There were beads of sweat on Shen Bai's forehead, but his heart was extremely calm.

Shen Bai swung the rusty sword.

At this moment, Shen Bai displayed his sword dance to the fullest extent.

The brilliant righteousness drives away evil spirits.

The rusty sword passed by, and under the illumination of the oil lamp, it flashed a gorgeous light.

The old Taoist's elbows broke apart and his back hit the ground hard.

Shen Bai turned the rusty sword in his hand over and stabbed it into the old Taoist's forehead.

The old Taoist priest began to struggle with his hands and feet.

After a while, the struggle gradually stopped.

A black smoke appeared on the old Taoist priest's body. Soon, the old Taoist priest turned into black smoke and disappeared.

[Kill the weird and gain a wisp of evil spirit]

Evil spirit?

Before Shen Bai recovered from the shock, he found that the smoke in front of him turned into words.

"By killing the weird, can you gain evil spirit?"

Shen Bai confirmed again and again, and suddenly found out the source of the evil spirit.

As for what is weird...

Is this still necessary?

Things like the old Taoist priest who died and reappeared, and who is somewhat similar to a ghost, are 100% weird.

“That gave me some inspiration.”

Shen Bai touched his chin and thought to himself, "Perhaps, I have an idea about the source of the evil spirit."

At this moment, everything around fell silent again.

The crisis was resolved, Shen Bai knew what evil spirit was, and also obtained a trace of evil spirit.

Now is the time to use it.

沈白眼前，烟雾再度浮现。【舞剑术lv.2（剑术+2，破魔+2）：1000/1000】

[Can be transformed, requires a wisp of evil spirit]

If you have evil spirit, use it. Shen Bai is not the kind of person who hides things.

As Shen Bai's mind moved, the evil spirit in front of him disappeared, and the words of sword dance began to reassemble like a twisted snake.

Soon, the sword-dancing technique underwent a qualitative change.

【血剑舞lv.3（剑术+4，破魔+4，震荡+4）：0/5000】

When the sword dance turned into the blood sword dance, a large amount of information appeared in Shen Bai's mind again.

The first two abilities remain the same, but their attributes have been doubled. The key lies in the subsequent shock ability.

Vibration is to increase the power of swordsmanship by vibrating one's own qi and blood through sword dancing.

Shen Bai picked up the rusty sword and danced with it casually.

After reaching level three, the scorching airflow in the body increased again.

As Shen Bai danced with the sword, the air flow surged, and Shen Bai felt his own qi and blood begin to vibrate.

The power of each sword is incomparable to the previous ones.

"With the air current as the guide and the blood as the medium, this sword technique is powerful."

Shen Bai danced with the sword for a while and then stopped.

[Blood Sword Dance +1]

"Open up!"

With something new, Shen Bai couldn't contain his excitement.

The hot air flow in the body can eliminate fatigue. Although it is not necessary to stay awake for a long time, it is still possible for a short time.

Shen Bai did not hesitate and continued to practice the Blood Sword Dance.

After reaching the third level of Blood Sword Dance, each sword requires the stimulation of blood and energy, and the increase in proficiency becomes slower.

When Shen Baigan's airflow was almost exhausted, he stopped to recover.

This goes on and on until the next day arrives.

……

When the sunlight came in, Shen Bai breathed a sigh of relief.

Before my eyes, smoke appeared and gradually condensed into words.

【血剑舞lv.3（剑术+4，破魔+4，震荡+4）：400/5000】

After one night, I gained a full four hundred points. Because my proficiency had slowed down a bit, and the airflow had been restored, my progress was still acceptable.

"It's time to open."

Shen Bai just felt hungry.

Stimulating qi and blood consumes a lot of energy, so it is normal to feel hungry.

Shen Bai went out, and when he left, he still hung the rusty sword around his waist.

Something strange happened last night, and Shen Bai felt that he would not feel safe without a sword on him.

……

Breakfast shop
Under the shop owner's surprised eyes, Shen Bai ate three baskets of buns before paying and going home.

"No wonder they used to say that the poor are good at literature and the rich at martial arts. Just to stimulate my blood circulation, I've eaten three times as much as before."

On the way back, Shen Bai was thinking in his heart.

Fortunately, the pawnshop's profits were good enough to support him to continue living like this.

Shen Bai thought about it for a while and decided to go back. He asked Zhang Chaofeng to watch outside while he went to the backyard to practice the Blood Sword Dance alone.

When it comes to your liver, you can't relax for even a moment.

Not long after, after thinking for a while, Shen Bai arrived at the door of the pawnshop.

When Shen Bai arrived at the door and was about to open it, he was stopped by someone.

"Are you the owner of the Shen family pawnshop?"

Shen Bai frowned and turned away.

Behind him, a middle-aged man in black clothes, accompanied by a dozen constables, was standing not far away.

Black clothes represent the head of police in Shengyun County.

Shen Bai didn't know why he came to see him.

The black-robed constable stepped forward and, before Shen Bai could say anything, he slowly said, "I'm Zheng Yuan, the constable from the county yamen. I've come to ask you something. I heard that not long ago, an old Taoist priest redeemed a peach wood sword from you."

(End of this chapter)