Borrowing a sword

Chapter 103 Even a flying flower or a plucked leaf can be deadly.

The morning sunlight shone on the bamboo in the purple bamboo forest.

This bamboo forest is quite mysterious, as it doesn't change much throughout the year.

Bamboo leaves never fall off, and bamboo keeps growing taller and taller.

But they grow very, very slowly.

On the giant rock in the center of the bamboo forest, the slender Taoist nun faced the stone wall and slowly opened her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she began to frown slightly.

This seventh elder of the Taoist sect possessed a very strong aura of otherworldly refinement.

She was like someone untouched by the dust of the world.

But at this moment, a rare hint of shame and indignation appeared on her face.

Shen Man, a stutterer who was usually very spat out of words, couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.

"You scoundrel!" she said angrily.

This slender Taoist nun opened her eyes at the same time as Chu Huaixu.

However, the two had completely different feelings.

Chu Huaixu felt as if he had survived a catastrophe. He sat up abruptly in bed and began to gasp for breath.

Shen Man is different.

She was indeed intentionally giving the other person a special training session.

But in reality, it was also a form of self-cultivation for her.

This seventh elder of the Taoist sect, who received the inheritance of the Taoist patriarch, found her nightly cultivation very tedious.

There is only one thing to cultivate—wielding the sword!
Although she sat high on the boulder, seemingly doing nothing, she actually spent most of her time immersed in her own sword domain, swinging her sword again and again!

The only difference now is that every time I swung my sword in the past, I was trying to comprehend the legacy of the Dao Ancestor. But last night's swing of the sword had an additional target.

Chu Huaixu's feelings are correct.

Faced with this extremely powerful sword light, he was indeed killed off incidentally.

In the three hours that followed, Shen Man actually swung his sword countless times.

Chu Huaixu only took forty sword strikes, purely because his future master was quite considerate.

After ten sword strikes, give him time to catch his breath.

Otherwise, he might really have a mental breakdown.

Unlike Chu Yinyin's unruly nature, Shen Man was a more measured person.

Her sword domain is actually quite magical and extraordinary.

—It has an effect similar to understanding people's hearts!

If she were to fight someone, unless the opponent's overall strength was much greater than hers and could overwhelm her, she could predict the opponent's next move, understand all their movements, and even know what they were thinking!
With Chu Huaixu's cultivation level, all his thoughts were completely exposed in front of Shen Man.

However, during her year of seclusion, she became accustomed to constantly wielding her sword within the sword domain, remaining completely immersed in the state.

Only after stopping can we review and digest everything that happened during those three hours.

Normally, today should have been no different from any other day.

However, just after she opened her eyes, some...dirty things appeared in her mind?
She saw through all of Chu Huaixu's thoughts at this moment, without missing a single one!
This certainly includes the "desire to do whatever he wanted" that arose after he was killed for the first time, when he thought he was dreaming.

And after being killed several times, his desire for revenge grew, and he wanted to put the dead woman in front of him in his mouth and keep calling her "Daddy" forever.

Fortunately, he was so exhausted that his mind became a mess, and he spent most of his time in a deep sleep.

This slender Taoist nun, who seemed detached from worldly affairs, had a rare hint of anger on her face. She looked up at the morning sky and watched the clouds drift by.

As mentioned before, Shen Man never once considered taking anyone as his disciple.

However, the sect leader and others all said that only she could teach Chu Huaixu, and that she was the only one who needed to teach him, so she accepted him as her future disciple.

But at this moment, she felt a little regretful.

She was starting to not want this apprentice anymore.

Daoist sect, Medicine Mountain.

Outside the bamboo house, a family of three sat at the table having a meal.

Han Shuangjiang and Xu Ziqing were both secretly observing Chu Huaixu's black and gold robe.

They could tell it was a magical artifact, but they didn't know where he had gotten it.

Aside from that, the robe did look rather good on him.

However, the two were somewhat puzzled.

Why does he look so listless today?

Strangely enough, he looked exceptionally healthy, as if there were no health problems whatsoever.

However, he seemed listless, and his eyes were almost lifeless.

At this moment, Chu Huaixu was indeed somewhat numb.

In the past, he was just a complete glutton, with such a large appetite that even Xiao Xu, who was also a glutton, would eat a little slower at the beginning, worried that his senior brother wouldn't have enough to eat.

But his eating today seemed somewhat mechanical.

As the meal progressed, Chu Huaixu, seemingly challenging someone, suddenly displayed a fierce determination and began to devour the food!
After finishing his meal, he slammed his bowl down on the table with considerable force.

Han Shuangjiang and Xu Ziqing looked at each other, bewildered, as he walked back into the house.

"Senior Sister Han, what's wrong with Senior Brother?" The handsome young man was utterly puzzled.

The large ice block frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then guessed, "Is the pressure of refining pills a bit too much?"

Chu Huaixu is currently the only one in the family of three who is "working".

This caused the two "unemployed vagrants" to even briefly fall into self-blame.

After returning to his bedroom, Chu Huaixu sat on a futon and opened his skill interface.

Last night, he obtained two magic jade slips, but before he could learn them, he passed out drunk.

Now that he has enough experience points, he plans to learn these two spells.

"With nearly 90,000 experience points, I could actually get another 10,000 and that would be enough to get me started with the [Six Out of Rank] skill," he thought to himself.

After hesitating for a while, Chu Huaixu decided not to learn it yet. He didn't have enough experience points right now, so it wasn't appropriate for him to make such a big investment.

"If it's just the beginner level [Six Out of Horizon], then it's better to raise the level of that True Qi Technique a few more times!"

"That power is definitely stronger than the beginner-level [Six Out of Horizon]!" Chu Huaixu felt that this was more cost-effective.

Earth-level spells of the same level are absolutely far more powerful than Xuan-level spells.

The problem is that it consumes too many experience points. Even if Chu Huaixu gets the basics down, he can't level up any further.

For a normal person in the first realm, even learning profound-level techniques is a luxury!
But Chu Huaixu now plans to upgrade both techniques at the same time, and not just by one level!
"The movement technique is called 'Crane-like Form'?" He was taken aback.

Because he immediately thought of the line: "Practice until your figure resembles a crane, and you will have two volumes of scriptures under a thousand pine trees."

"What is this Xuanhuang Realm Jiajing?!" Chu Huaixu was completely dumbfounded.

He immediately thought of the Jiajing Emperor's three ridiculously long Taoist names.

Among them, the shortest Taoist title is: Lingxiao Shangqing Tonglei Yuanyang Miaoyi Feixuan Zhenjun.

The remaining two are both several dozen characters long.

"Speaking of which, Jiajing also loved alchemy," Chu Huaixu thought, becoming increasingly speechless.

He personally didn't particularly like the name "[Shape Resembling a Crane]".

The image of the crane is actually not bad. But in many novels, those whose names contain the word "crane" are mostly not good birds.

Fortunately, he could change the name of his spells in the skill list, so he decided to go all out and picked two characters from Jiajing's Taoist name—【Feixuan】.

As for the other True Qi Technique, its name has a completely different style.

It also consists of three characters: 【指尖雷】 (Fingertip Thunder).

It's somewhat like the signature move of Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic – the Finger Flicking Divine Skill.

With a flick of the finger, it possesses immense power!

Because the released true energy is extremely fast and its force is incredibly domineering, it is named "Fingertip Thunder".

However, this technique has one requirement: the true energy must have an object to which it is attached.

"When you first start learning, the object you attach to must be hard, such as a pebble. The true energy adheres to the pebble and then is launched out."

"Once a spell is mastered to a high level, it doesn't have many requirements regarding the object it's attached to; it can be used to injure people with almost anything, like flying flowers or falling leaves."

Chu Huaixu first spent more than 17,000 experience points to learn the basics of both of the Xuan-level techniques.

Then, after hesitating for a while, he spent another 42,000 experience points to upgrade them all to level 2, from beginner to intermediate master.

He felt quite heartbroken that 60,000 experience points were gone just like that.

However, with the [Flying Profound] and [Fingertip Thunder], his overall combat strength will definitely skyrocket.

Having done all this, Chu Huaixu felt a surge of energy and decided to go out and show off.

He didn't look as listless as before.

Han Shuangjiang and Xu Ziqing, standing outside the bamboo house, watched him return, feeling somewhat puzzled.

Today's Chu Huai Xu looks rather bustling.

Under their watchful eyes, he casually picked up a fallen leaf from a sycamore tree.

Then, he unleashed a [Fingertip Grenade].

The fallen leaves shot out with astonishing speed, enveloped in true energy!

It quickly struck a large rock in the distance, producing a deafening roar that caused the rock to shatter instantly—a truly domineering display!

Han Shuangjiang and Xu Ziqing were both shocked by what they saw.

Such ruthless methods!

Amidst these two astonished gazes, Chu Huaixu chose to withdraw, tucking his fingers into the wide sleeves of his black and gold robe, and turned to walk back into the house.

He took a step forward and suddenly turned into a blur!
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared outside and returned to his bedroom.

The large ice block and Xiao Xu were left staring at each other, their surprise growing stronger.

"When did he learn the True Qi and movement techniques?" Han Shuangjiang asked in surprise.

Suddenly, she felt even more pressure, and felt that the gap between her and the dead fox had widened again.

For the next period of time, I have to push myself really hard!

The night is getting darker.

Chu Huaixu lay flat on the bed.

He didn't want to close his eyes, didn't want to face what was about to happen.

He never imagined that his path of cultivation would be so difficult.

"Before, it was just physical torture, but now there's also mental torture."

"Close your eyes, and you'll get fucked!"

Just half an hour ago, he had a thought to try and see if he could exploit a bug.

"The task is to survive these 30 days."

"Then I'll just stay up all night!"

He wasn't sure if this would be included in the calculation of the number of days, and he was somewhat tempted to do so.

Unfortunately, comprehending the essence of swordsmanship is just too tempting.

Although he hasn't figured out the trick yet and doesn't know how to improve his rating, he figured that exploiting bugs definitely wouldn't work.

Chu Huaixu sighed and glanced at the time; it was almost the same as yesterday.

After closing my eyes, I was unable to fall asleep because I was preoccupied with my thoughts.

However, after about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, even though he hadn't fallen asleep, he still entered that blank space.

Before his eyes, there was still a thick fog.

Within the mist stood a slender Taoist nun, holding a long sword, whose features were obscured.

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