Chapter 178: Incomplete Manual
Chu Zhiyuan sat down on the couch, watching Zou Fang open the sandalwood box, revealing a pile of dragon-essence incense inside, his face full of smiles.
"Congratulations, Young Lord," Zou Fang said with a smile, taking out two pieces of dragon-essence incense and presenting them to Chu Zhiyuan with both hands.
Chu Zhiyuan took them and examined them, nodding in satisfaction. They were all exchanged from the Heavenly Treasure Bureau.
As expected of White Cloud Sword Palace, one of the four great sects; fifty fifth-grade merits could be taken out as soon as they were mentioned. Thinking about himself.
If he hadn't taken the opportunity to fleece the Emperor, he would never have reached his current realm, still struggling in the Acquired Realm.
"With this batch of dragon-essence incense, hopefully I can reach the Fifth Heaven," Chu Zhiyuan said, examining the dragon-essence incense in his hand, not so sure. The effects of dragon-essence incense would diminish, and the first layer of the Dragon Transformation Art had its limits.
If the meridians reached their limit, no amount of dragon-essence incense would be useful. The difficulty of a Grandmaster's advancement was indeed far beyond the Acquired Realm.
He switched the fifth layer of the Dragon Transformation Art, Bone Refining, which was currently running, to the first layer, Meridian Training. The aura of the dragon-essence incense quickly merged into the aura of the Dragon Transformation Art.
He circulated the Meridian Cleansing Art of the Imperial Void Sword Sect, destroying the meridians and then repairing them with the Dragon Transformation Art. In the repeated process, he absorbed the aura of the dragon-essence incense, constantly strengthening the meridians. He was always on edge, worried that he would reach his limit at any moment.
A private room in Bright Moon Pavilion.
Inside the room were Chu Zhiyuan and Huang Shirong, sitting side by side. A faint, elegant fragrance lingered in the room.
Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu sat opposite them, serving tea and water. After the dishes were served, they ate while watching the two people opposite them. Chu Zhiyuan held a yellowed booklet in his hand, with no cover, just twelve pages of paper. The edges were tattered, but it didn't affect the content. Each page had a sword-fighting diagram.
The existence of countless sword techniques in his mind unconsciously elevated his realm and vision of swordsmanship, allowing him to see through the mysteries and realities of this one technique at a glance.
"…One technique, so, it can't be used continuously?" Huang Shirong hesitated: "I haven't been able to connect them, it feels like I'm just a little bit away from connecting them!"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "It's not that they can't be connected, it depends on how they're connected… Let's try it out."
"Yes, let's spar," Wen Qianqian's eyes lit up immediately, and she quickly pushed the table to the side, creating an open space.
Chu Zhiyuan thought for a moment, picked up a chopstick, and smiled: "I'll make a move, Hall Master Huang, you receive it."
"Okay," Huang Shirong also picked up a chopstick. Chu Zhiyuan suddenly stabbed at her brow.
Huang Shirong leaned to the side to dodge, while simultaneously thrusting her chopstick at his chest.
Chu Zhiyuan stepped down, moved three feet horizontally to her left, and stabbed the chopstick towards her left eye. Huang Shirong dodged again while attacking his chest.
Chu Zhiyuan moved horizontally again and stabbed, like a crab, stabbing the chopstick at her heart. Huang Shirong dodged and stabbed again.
Chu Zhiyuan then moved horizontally again and stabbed, the chopstick stabbing her shoulder.
Each time, his speed was a fraction faster than the last, becoming faster and faster. Eventually, Huang Shirong couldn't dodge and was finally stabbed in the shoulder. Her shoulder went numb, and the chopstick fell onto the table.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Does this count as connected?"
Huang Shirong shook her head gently, then nodded.
Chu Zhiyuan's sword technique was very strange. It could be considered connected, but it wasn't connected in the true sense, but its power was amazing.
"Take one form as the starting point, and the remaining eleven forms change according to the situation. These twelve forms are actually variations of one form."
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Because they all come from the same source, you always feel that there is an internal connection, and it seems that if you capture this internal connection, you can connect them."
"Exactly!" Huang Shirong nodded vigorously.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "The different variations of this technique are to deal with different situations. Some stab at the chest, some stab at the ribs, some stab at the brow. The moves also have slight changes depending on the target area."
Huang Shirong carefully flipped through it again.
Although she had flipped through it countless times.
Now, when she flipped through it again, she felt completely different.
It was like a person was posing in twelve positions, preparing to attack.
Thinking of it this way, she suddenly understood.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "This sword technique is incredibly powerful, it can be considered a very good sword manual, it's just a pity that it's missing a few swords."
"The power of these twelve swords is already strong enough," Huang Shirong said with a smile.
It was just an incomplete manual, why couldn't she let it go? She had studied it for several years without results and still hadn't given up, precisely because its power was formidable. Taking just one sword from it was already extremely powerful.
If she could connect the twelve swords together, it would naturally be even stronger, so she had been working hard to study it, but she didn't expect that she had entered a dead end. These twelve swords were actually just twelve variations.
It was like a layer of window paper, but she just couldn't break through it. But Chu Zhiyuan saw through it at a glance.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "After the first sword, if you can perform the second sword, its power will be even greater, and then the third sword… The power is stacked layer by layer, exquisite! Truly exquisite!"
The first sword, then the second sword, continuously performed, the power stacked layer by layer, and finally, by the time of the twelfth sword, it would be at least three times the power of the first sword.
If he were to perform it himself, the power would be even more astonishing.
Using the Avalanche Sword Art method to activate it, gathering all the power in his body each time, and then using the Earth Origin Art to recover, just thinking about it made him feel excited.
"This sword technique is like a snowball," Chu Zhiyuan said: "It's a pity it has no name."
"Then how about calling it the Snowball Sword Art?" Wen Qianqian said with a smile. Xu Mengyu pursed her lips and smiled.
"Good, laughing at me!" Wen Qianqian immediately went to tickle her. Xu Mengyu dodged, the two of them moving and chasing in the room like butterflies flitting through flowers, their white clothes fluttering, graceful and beautiful.
Chu Zhiyuan nodded with a smile: "Snowball Sword Art is too… cute."
"Then what should we call it?" Wen Qianqian stopped and asked Xu Mengyu with a smile: "How about calling it the Azure Tide Sword Art?"
"This is good!" Wen Qianqian clapped her hands and smiled: "As expected of Senior Sister Xu, this name is elegant!"
Huang Shirong said: "Then let's call it the Azure Tide Sword Art."
"A good name," Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile. Huang Shirong put away the sword manual.
She was used to Chu Zhiyuan's comprehension and didn't find it surprising.
Wen Qianqian saw that Huang Shirong wasn't speaking and it was a bit awkward, so she proactively started talking about some interesting things. There were too many interesting things happening in the Town Guard now.
Because Jade Capital City was now the most lively place, too many experts were gathering, and too many Town Guard experts were being transferred back.
When there were more people, there were more strange things and people.
Some things were so unbelievable that you couldn't imagine them, such as someone hanging themselves upside down to drink and urinate because they lost a bet. Some people called everyone they met 'wife' on the street because they went mad from practicing and had hallucinations.
Some Grandmasters kowtowed to everyone they met on the street, saying they were breaking their delusions in order to enter the Great Grandmaster realm. In short, there were all sorts of strange people and events, too many to count.
The Town Guard was extremely busy.
By the time Chu Zhiyuan and the others left Bright Moon Pavilion, it was already midnight.
Although Huang Shirong was taciturn, with Wen Qianqian around, Xu Mengyu would also provide the punchlines, making the meal very lively. Chu Zhiyuan was smiling the whole time.
After saying goodbye outside Bright Moon Pavilion, Chu Zhiyuan returned to Qing Prince's Mansion and found Feng Xi waiting outside the mansion. Seeing him return, he hurried to greet him. "Young Lord, the Young Duke of Anguo Duke's Mansion came over in the evening, saying he wanted to invite you over."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded, went into the mansion first, changed his clothes, and then went to Anguo Duke's Mansion. The gatekeeper of Anguo Duke's Mansion opened the door directly.
He turned past the screen wall and came to the front hall, where Xiao Ruoyu was already welcoming him: "Brother-in-law, elder sister is waiting in the back garden."
Chu Zhiyuan then went to the back garden.
Clusters of lanterns in the back garden were like bright moons in the night sky, illuminating the back garden like a dream, yet bright.
He floated onto the painted boat.
The painted boat was brightly lit.
Inside the boat, Xiao Ruoling was reading a book.
Under the light, she was crystal clear and gentle, like a statue of a white jade beauty. Her jade face was exquisitely beautiful, her bright eyes deep and blurred, and she was lost in thought.
