Chapter 261: The Extraordinariness of the Moon-Picking Sword
At the end of the Mao hour, a ray of golden light pierced through the dark clouds that had been rolling all night, and the endless thunder finally stopped for a while.
Regardless of the fact that he had the token of the Imperial Guard, Wei Xianzhi, who had not slept all night, was planning on how to wipe out the Liu family in one fell swoop.
Wei Changtian, who was far away in Shuzhou, also did not sleep tonight.
After pushing open the door, he walked along the mountain road for about an incense stick of time. Along the way, he only met a few Tianluo Sect disciples who had gotten up early.
"Hello, Senior Brother."
"Master Wei."
“.”
Different but very respectful greetings were heard from the roadside from time to time, and Wei Changtian responded with a smile and a nod.
He had participated in the "grand ceremony" almost two months ago and had officially become the Holy Son of the Tianluo Sect.
The whole process went very smoothly, and there was no scene like the one seen in online articles where someone finds fault and then shows off in front of others and shocks the whole audience.
It seemed that everyone was very convinced that he had become the new Son of God.
Of course, some people may not be genuinely convinced, but they just didn't say it out loud due to pressure from Qin Zhengqiu.
But no matter what, since the ceremony was successfully completed, the result cannot be changed.
This also means that if Qin Zhengqiu suddenly died now for some reason, he would take over the position of the head cult leader and directly become the leader of the world's number one evil cult.
“Huh~”
A gust of morning breeze passed over the nine peaks, ruffling the edges of clothes.
He stopped at the edge of a cliff and looked forward.
The mountain opposite was half covered by a layer of dark clouds, cutting the peak in half. Only half of the peak and the peaks in the distance were left floating in the sea of clouds, like several islands in the sea.
When the fog clears, the sun shines through, and the remaining clouds still make thunder.
"Long"
The thunder, which had stopped not long ago, began to roar again in the distance.
Wei Changtian stood there and watched for a long time, until the morning sun tried its best to tear through the haze and completely jumped out of the sky, then he turned around and walked back along the way he came.
Behind him, a corner of Shuzhou City, which was hidden by the mountains, was revealed. Because the distance was too far, he could only vaguely see the criss-crossing gray roofs.
Just like the cities built by players in the sandbox games of the previous life.
No matter how huge and majestic it is, it is ultimately just a plaything of "God" in a higher plane.
Last night, the last question Wei Changtian wanted to ask Chu Xianping was actually -
"Brother Chu, what if I tell you that there are not only first-class masters in this world, but also..."
"Where are the real gods?"
A quarter of an hour later, Wei Changtian had walked back to the gate of Tianluo Sect and found Qin Zhengqiu meditating in a quiet room.
"Grandpa, are you practicing?"
"Hahaha, I don't want to practice anymore."
Qin Zhengqiu opened his eyes and laughed heartily: "Changtian, I heard that a fight has already started in Yuanzhou?"
"yes."
Wei Changtian sat cross-legged on the futon beside him: "The fight started yesterday morning."
"Well, I think this battle will take at least a year or so."
Qin Zhengqiu was obviously not very interested in the war in Yuanzhou. He nodded and did not mention it again. Instead, he asked with a smile, "By the way, have you started practicing the Moon-Picking Sword Technique?"
"Moon-picking sword?"
Wei Changtian was stunned and shook his head.
"No."
He was telling the truth.
Ever since he returned to Shuzhou, he had forgotten about the Tiao Yue Sword and had never thought about practicing it.
After all, this sword technique seems unreliable no matter how you look at it.
Wei Changtian knew that he was not a "protagonist" like Xiao Feng who had great luck. He had already determined in his heart that the "Tiao Yue Sword" in his hand was not the same as the immortal-level martial art "Tiao Yue Sword" in the system.
But now Qin Zhengqiu seems to have some new ideas.
"Changtian, I have been practicing swordsmanship these days when I have nothing to do. I just reached the first level yesterday."
Martial arts can be divided into four realms according to the degree of mastery: entering the hall, pure green, minor perfection and major perfection.
Under normal circumstances, a martial artist with average comprehension can reach the entry level after practicing an ordinary martial art for about half a year, the pure green level after three to five years, and it takes at least ten years to reach the small perfection.
As for the Great Perfection, it cannot be achieved through practice alone, but also requires certain opportunities.
Of course, this is just a general situation.
For example, some people with extraordinary talents, or top-three masters like Qin Zhengqiu, must practice faster.
However, no matter how fast you try, it is difficult to master a martial art to the highest level in just a few days.
So this can only mean one thing.
That is, the "Moon-Picking Sword" is indeed too simple.
"Grandpa, what next?"
Wei Changtian asked with little interest: "Is there anything special about it?"
"have!"
Unexpectedly, Qin Zhengqiu gave a very affirmative answer without hesitation.
"This sword technique is indeed a little different!"
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Changtian immediately perked up and quickly asked, "What's the difference?"
"this."
Qin Zhengqiu looked around, and finally picked up a half-burned incense stick from the incense burner next to him, and then gently waved it from top to bottom.
“Swish!”
The green smoke drew a semicircular track in the air, and a red light flashed.
Wei Changtian knew that Qin Zhengqiu was actually demonstrating the extraordinary features of the Tiaoyue Sword, but after observing for a long time, he did not notice anything unusual.
Qin Zhengqiu seemed to see through his confusion, so he stood up and walked to the door of the quiet room, pointing at an almost unnoticeable crack on the wooden door.
"Changtian, have you seen anything?"
"Well"
Wei Changtian took two steps closer and although he saw the crack, he didn't take it seriously.
With this level of killing power, it is probably less than one-tenth of the Guichen Sword.
"Grandpa, so what?"
"Hahaha, come with me and watch."
Qin Zhengqiu laughed twice, pushed the door open mysteriously, walked through the small courtyard outside the quiet room, and stopped in front of the courtyard wall made of bluestone with Wei Changtian.
This time, before he could point, Wei Changtian saw the crack, which was also very small but real.
"this"
His eyes suddenly widened, Wei Changtian asked in disbelief: "Is this also left by the move just now?"
"nature."
Qin Zhengqiu nodded with a smile, then continued to walk out of the courtyard gate, walked a dozen steps along the straight line of the gap, and finally stopped in front of a white stone.
The same crack suddenly appeared, penetrating several inches into the stone.
“.”
It is dozens of feet from the quiet room to this place, and there is a door and a wall in the middle.
So, Qin Zhengqiu's casual swing just now actually penetrated two obstacles in succession, and also cut a crack several inches deep on the boulder? !
"Grandpa."
Wei Changtian took a deep breath and asked, "How much strength did you use just now?"
“Less than 10%.”
Qin Zhengqiu shook his head and said with a complicated look: "But the reason why this move has such power has nothing to do with how much strength I use, but it carries a kind of 'momentum'."
Situation? Wei Changtian was startled.
The biggest difference between the top three grades and the middle three grades is the mastery of "momentum".
If Qin Zhengqiu had just used the "momentum" bonus, it would not be surprising that this move had such power.
But since the latter now has such an expression , "Grandpa, do you mean that you didn't use 'power' just now?"
"Um."
Qin Zhengqiu nodded solemnly, and after a moment's silence, he slowly said:
"This 'momentum' comes from this sword technique, not from me."
(End of this chapter)
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