101 Chapter 101
Ning Shu's idea was to tie the interests of Qingfeng Sword Sect and Hehuan Sect together, hoping that Qingfeng Sword Sect would allow her to install a "signal tower" here for the sake of money.
The first step in implementing the plan is to make Qingfeng Sword Sect realize that it is profitable.
"Xuan Mo, I am a sword cultivator, can't I also fly with a sword? Will I fall halfway?" Ning Shu stepped tremblingly on an ancient sword about half a foot off the ground, with his hands open, trying hard to maintain balance.
This sword is the Wuxiang Sword, the prize won by Xuan Mo. Perhaps it was because the sword also witnessed his heroic victory on the podium on the day of the competition. In short, the moment the sword was handed into Xuan Mo's hands, it couldn't wait to recognize its master. Now it does whatever Xuan Mo says and is as obedient as a loyal dog.
But it's a pity that Xuan Mo may not be able to use it to fight in the short term, because it is different from the long sword that Xuan Mo usually uses, it is a heavy sword.
It's a heavy sword that's very wide, and when it's swung, it can knock someone half to death with just the heavy blade.
Xuan Mo waved it a few times and felt that it didn't fit his hand well, but the blade of the Wuxiang Sword was very wide, more than three times that of an ordinary long sword, which was very suitable for novices to practice flying with a sword, so in the end it turned into the current scene.
"No, the Wuxiang Sword is quite intelligent. It won't throw you off." Xuan Mo said as he jumped onto the Xuanshuang Sword to demonstrate to Ning Shu, "The first time you fly, try slightly bending your knees to lower your center of gravity. Stand your feet shoulder-width apart, make the correct sword gestures, and use your back foot to give the Wuxiang Sword the command to fly forward."
"It sounds like stepping on the accelerator..." Ning Shu lowered his center of gravity according to Xuan Mo's instructions, then slowly exerted force with his back foot. Sure enough, the Wuxiang Sword began to move forward slowly, not much faster than a turtle.
"Okay, then you can try turning. Move your toes slightly in the direction you want to turn..."
"Moving your back foot back will increase your height. Keep your balance..."
"Slowly increasing the force will increase the speed..."
Xuan Mo taught every step carefully and meticulously, and he followed closely beside Ning Shu, ready to catch her if she accidentally fell. After half a day's practice, Ning Shu was finally able to fly properly. Although he still didn't dare to perform various difficult moves like in Lu Qianfeng's videos, he was able to fly simply.
"Wow! I can really fly with a sword!" Ning Shu couldn't help but cheering as she stood on the Wuxiang Sword. The feeling of flying through the precipitous mountains and rivers was so exciting. She shouted until her voice was hoarse before jumping off the sword. Her face was flushed, not sure if it was from the cold or excitement.
"Xuan Mo, it turns out that even non-sword cultivators can learn to fly with a sword? Then how about we spread this discovery?"
Xuan Mo steadily caught Ning Shu who jumped off the sword and shook his head with regret:
"Sword flying is essentially a sword technique mastered by sword cultivators after they have become extremely familiar with the sword. It not only tests the tacit understanding between the sword cultivator and the spiritual sword, but also tests the cultivator's own spiritual energy reserves. Ordinary cultivators would probably find it difficult to even stand on a flying sword for a moment."
"Eh? Then how should I..." Ning Shu was halfway through his words when he remembered that the Wuxiang Sword had a sword spirit, and the sword body that could be used for standing was extremely spacious, so it was naturally much easier to "drive".
"Hmm...it seems that flying the sword directly is not a good idea...and there is also the issue of the cultivator's spiritual energy reserves..." Ning Shu looked at the undulating mountains in the distance and was in distress. Suddenly, a cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew towards him. Ning Shu's mind flashed, and he quickly turned around and asked Xuan Mo: "Is it windy here all year round?"
Xuan Mo nodded in agreement. "The Far North is a land of continuous mountains, with snow on the tops that never melts for thousands of years. Frigid winds rage all day long, hence the name 'Bitter and Cold Land.'"
"What bitterly cold place? It's going to be a tourist destination soon!" Ning Shu clapped his hands excitedly, and then gently patted the Wuxiang Sword that had been floating beside him. "We will use the shape of the Wuxiang Sword as a prototype and use this Tiangang cold wind as power to design a flying sword that can be used by all cultivators!
"At that time, the practicality and combat effectiveness of the sword can be ignored. Just focus on the stability and maneuverability of the sword in flight. You sword cultivators are all masters of sword forging. Such requirements should not be difficult for you to achieve, right?"
"It's indeed not difficult..." Xuan Mo first nodded in approval of Ning Shu's plan, and then hesitated to point out the problem: "But even if we work hard to enhance the stability, it will still be very difficult for cultivators who don't understand swords to control it.
They may need at least three to five days of learning before they can barely perform simple flight, and falling during the learning process is probably inevitable..."
"Oh, will the fall cause serious injuries or even death?" Ning Shu asked seriously.
"That's not the case. Foundation Establishment cultivators aren't afraid of falling from heights..."
"Isn't that the end of it?" Ning Shu felt relieved and patted Xuan Mo's shoulder. "It's perfectly normal to fall and get injured when learning this kind of extreme sport. Those monks who like excitement will love it!"
After making up her mind, Ning Shu quickly took her plan and ran to discuss it with the Sect Master. In order to convince the Sect Master that this was a good project to make money, she sat in the tea room and said:
"Master Sect Leader, although this sect competition is profitable, it is only held once every five years, and the enthusiasm will completely fade after just one or two months. It is not a long-term solution after all!
But look at this skiing... No, the projects at the Sword Control Field are different. We have snow all year round, so we can open it all year round. Just selling tickets can bring in a lot of income. When the time comes, we can dig some spiritual springs and build a resort, and then take the opportunity to sell souvenirs and so on. Then our Sword Sect will never be short of money again!
Also, leave the visibility to me. I only need to use a little trick on the spiritual network to ensure that our Qingfeng Sword Flying Field will become a must-see online celebrity attraction for cultivators!"
Ning Shu spoke passionately for a long time, her mouth dry and her tongue parched, but the other party showed no reaction. She picked up the cold tea on the table and drank it all in one gulp. Finally, she looked at the sect leader expectantly: "What do you think of this plan?"
"Sounds... good." The sect leader didn't agree directly nor reject it hastily. Instead, he looked at Ning Shu with caution: "But why do you want to help us? What are the conditions?"
Tsk, he's worthy of being the sect leader. He's just not as easy to fool as other sword cultivators. Ning Shu sighed inwardly, but his face was still filled with a warm smile:
"Hahaha, you worry too much. It's not really a condition, it's just a small suggestion..." Ning Shu pinched a tiny distance between his thumb and index finger:
"Master, most of the people who buy tickets to watch the games now learned about the news from the spiritual network. In the future, the Royal Sword Arena will definitely advertise mostly on the spiritual network. This will attract customers who are accustomed to using the spiritual network. If you don't have an internet connection here, it will affect their gaming experience."
As he spoke, Ning Shu opened his Wutong Eyes and showed the page to the Sect Master. The comments on Qingfeng Sword Sect and Quefeng City were acceptable. The only drawback was that the Internet could not be accessed at any time, which was quite inconvenient.
"So I suggest that you allow us to plant a bipedal tree in Quefeng City to serve as a signal tower. Once it's successfully planted, it's conservatively estimated that the entire Qingfeng Sword Sect and Quefeng City will be able to receive our spiritual network signal. When tourists have a good time, they can upload photos or videos in real time, which will help us promote our attraction to even more people!"
Knowing that this double-dwelling tree was the ultimate goal of the Hehuan Sect, the Sect Master stroked his beard and fell into deep thought.
He also saw the huge influence and huge profits brought by the sect competition during this period, which were largely achieved by relying on the promotion of the spiritual network.
Although the spiritual network is very annoying and interferes with the disciples' practice from time to time, on the other hand, the huge amount of information and users on the spiritual network itself is a huge resource. If I am afraid of change and reject it today, if other sects use it in the future, they may be able to surpass the Qingfeng Sword Sect.
And Master is right. Even if I want to seal the spiritual network, I can't completely remove it from the hearts of my disciples. It is better to put it in a completely controllable range and strictly control it.
Almost an incense stick of time had passed while he was thinking. Ning Shu did not rush him, but just sipped tea and waited for the sect leader's reply.
Suddenly, the sect leader spoke: "I can let you plant the spiritual weapon here, but I have a few conditions."
After all, we are putting things in someone else's territory, so it's normal for them to have a few requests. Ning Shu nodded very patiently: "You say, we can negotiate the conditions."
"First, you, the Hehuan Sect, must swear to the Heavenly Dao that this spiritual weapon will not cause any harm to our Qingfeng Sword Sect."
"Of course, that's as I should." Ning Shu agreed very readily: "I'll ask my mother to sign a Heavenly Dao Contract and send it over as soon as possible."
The oath sworn by heaven is the most stringent constraint for those who practice Taoism. Anyone who violates it will be punished by heaven.
Seeing Ning Shu agree without hesitation, the sect master's expression finally relaxed a little. He then made a second request: "Second, the use of the spiritual network by disciples within our sect must be restricted. The situation of delaying cultivation like before must not happen again!"
"Hmm... that's fine!" Ning Shu pondered for a moment on how to proceed, then proposed a plan to the Sect Master:
"I'll install an anti-addiction system for your sect's disciples. It will limit their internet time based on their cultivation level. Qi training disciples will have one hour a day, and for those at higher levels, the time will be gradually relaxed. What do you think of this?"
"Let's do this for now!" The Sect Master couldn't think of a better solution, so he nodded in agreement. "One final condition. Since this sacred tree has fallen into the hands of our Qingfeng Sword Sect, we should have the right to utilize it, rather than letting the Hehuan Sect take the lead in everything."
"What do you mean...?" Ning Shu seemed a little confused.
"We also want to have a small icon software on the spiritual network to help us practice." The sect leader pointed to the big eye icon on the light screen. "And that TV station, our Qingfeng Sword Sect hopes to participate as well. What do you think?"
【Author’s words】
The marriage is still to come, our career-minded heroine has not yet come to her senses [covering her face with laughter and tears]
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