Lifting the curtain of the inner room, Xiang Sheng took the lantern and placed it in front of the table in the main room. He slowly stepped back, calculating the distance in his mind.
When she reached ten feet, she stopped immediately, flipped her palm, and a long sword appeared in her hand.
The long sword was no lighter than a branch. When Xiang Sheng held it in his hand and chopped it down, he immediately felt that his movements were slightly deformed.
She adjusted herself for a while before finding the feeling. She immediately held her breath, stared at the candle flame ten feet away, and chopped down with her sword!
Chant!
The sword split the air, making a slight sound. Not only was the candle flame ten feet away from the sword not blown away, but even the door curtain half a foot away from the sword was not blown away at all.
Xiang Sheng was not surprised to see this. He then moved his mind, transferred his true energy to the sword body, and swung out another sword.
Wow!
A gust of wind blew, and an arc-shaped sword light suddenly flew out from the sword body. However, it only flew halfway before the sword light dissipated into nothingness, and the candlelight remained bright.
The true essence of the Qi training stage can only support a distance of half a meter...
Xiang Sheng frowned slightly, waved his hand and the long sword disappeared, then he summoned another spiritual long sword and chopped out a sword light in the same way.
This time, the sword light flew to two-thirds of the distance before dissipating on its own, still failing to affect the candle flame.
Standing with his sword put away, Xiang Sheng's face was not depressed at all, but rather a slight smile appeared on his face.
Apart from methods like the "Beauty Bell", the strongest method she can use at the moment is to stimulate her true energy with spiritual weapons.
Two-thirds of a meter is her limit.
However, as long as the sword realm breaks through to the mastery realm, she can surpass this limit in an instant. How can she not be happy?
However, if we want to surpass the limits, there is no such thing as easy.
There is no rush for a breakthrough.
Instead of racking her brains to find shortcuts, she might as well try to build a tower from sand. With the help of Yuanquan, she could accumulate much faster than ordinary people.
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng's thoughts suddenly became clear. He stopped thinking about it and simply continued to practice.
For the next few days, with Xiao Tao's help and cover, Xiang Sheng practiced very regularly.
Every morning he would breathe in spiritual energy to increase his cultivation, study sword scriptures for two hours in the morning, and practice sword from the afternoon until the next morning.
During the first two days, Xiang Sheng practiced downward slashing, until she ran out of things to practice, she began to practice other sword styles.
With a foundation in swordsmanship, Xiang Sheng found that the time it took to master other sword styles was gradually shortened. From two or three days, to the last style of sword-drawing, it only took a few hours to master the key points. With one thrust of the sword, he could draw out seven sword flowers in the blink of an eye.
Fourteen came to check the progress from time to time, but Xiang Sheng's swordsmanship level was far beyond his, and he pretended to be a beginner. Naturally, Fourteen could not see the flaws and was easily fooled.
"Half a month."
Late at night that day, Xiang Sheng stood under a tree in the courtyard, sword drawn, a fierce look flashing across his eyes.
She exhaled lightly and practiced the Breath-Containing Technique to hide the sharp edge.
Being with the sword all day had subtly changed her temperament. Fortunately, she had retrained the Breath-Containing Technique during this period, so that she would not be exposed.
Today, she is no longer obsessed with breaking through the mastery realm.
Compared to when she first started learning, her sword speed, five senses, willpower, and thinking have all been greatly improved. The benefits of practicing swordsmanship are far beyond her imagination.
However, at this point, the Yuanquan has been completely consumed.
For the past two weeks, Dangchen Peak hasn't seen a single drop of rain. While Xiang Sheng was practicing swordsmanship, he'd heard his servants mention a severe drought this year, with no harvest in the secular world and widespread famine. He doubted that rootless water would be available anytime soon.
If you want to obtain it, you can only rely on water spells.
If the inner disciple is in the Qi Refining Stage, he only needs to make 100 contributions to obtain basic Five Elements spells.
Xiang Sheng didn't want to expose his own cultivation level, so he asked Shi Si to keep an eye on whether there were any magic spells being sold in the market.
However, it seemed that because the sect's method of providing spells was simpler and cruder, no one in the market sold such basic spells. Xiang Sheng waited for half a month but received no news.
Xiang Sheng frowned slightly and looked up at the crescent moon in the night sky.
There is still a full half month before Xiang Hongyu comes out of seclusion. Without Yuanquan's assistance, his swordsmanship progress will be greatly reduced.
With every bit of progress she made, her confidence in dealing with Xiang Hongyu would decrease, which was something she absolutely did not want to see.
After thinking for a moment, Xiang Sheng suddenly fixed his gaze on the bright moon in the sky.
Maybe... there is another way.
Although there was a high possibility of falling into greater danger, Xiang Sheng did not hesitate at all and went out with his sword in hand under the cover of night.
A moment later - Dangchen Peak, Zhaoshui Pavilion.
Xiang Sheng pretended to look sad, walked into the pavilion, scanned the surrounding night scene, sat quietly for a while, and simply drew his sword to practice casually in the pavilion.
Today is not the day of Wangyue, so most people from the Tianyan Sect will not show up.
However, if the Tianyan Sect has really infiltrated the inner sect of the Chiyan Sect, there would probably be someone watching here even at normal times.
As his mind turned, Xiang Sheng drew his sword more seriously, and a faint sound of breaking through the air was heard.
After practicing for a whole night, the sound of swords disappeared from Zhaoshui Pavilion, and only the chirping of insects remained, making it peaceful and quiet.
At dawn the next day, Xiang Sheng put away his sword and left, without a trace of reluctance.
Shortly after he left, a moon-white figure slowly appeared on the cliff opposite Shuizhao Pavilion.
"Master, this woman is the attendant of Xiang Hongyu, one of the ten inner sect disciples. Her name is Xiang Sheng. She has mixed spiritual roots and no talent for cultivation. She is also not very literate. She should not be able to decipher the ciphertext in the letter. Her coming here must be a coincidence."
A black shadow suddenly appeared behind the man in white, and he knew Xiang Sheng's background very well.
The man in white smiled softly upon hearing this, "You are quite skilled in swordsmanship despite your young age, but it's a pity that you are a mortal."
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