Chapter 9: The Imperial Sword Technique

  "A gentleman's word is his bond!" Qian Yiqun stretched out his hand, wanting to make a pact with the fox, but found that what came back was a furry and dirty paw. He withdrew his hand halfway and said, "What's the next trick?"

  The fox didn't mind and said: "I saw that you spoke the truth just now, and you seem to have some skills. Since you want something useful, I'll teach you a..."

  "Xian Chang, the most superior is the curse of Ling Yu!" The immortal in the book suddenly spoke out to warn.

  Qian Yiqun hastily interrupted Hu Li's words and said: "Great Immortal, I've heard that incantations are the most effective, please give me a spell."

  "Do you know what a curse is?" The fox gazed at Qian Yiqun with disdain.

  The word "incantation" is a colloquialism, derived from the words "mouth" and "blessing", which is actually the character "" (to curse). In ancient times, there were people who could communicate with heaven and earth through language, manipulating the subtle forces of the Tao, and ordinary people believed that they could communicate with the gods, hence the term "incantation and blessing" was coined.

  "The power of the Tao is not something that ordinary people can interfere with. Even among the ancient true immortals, it's extremely rare. The so-called 'curse' later on was just a means to stimulate one's own spiritual essence to change the nature of things, and thus is often confused with 'incantations'."

  Qian Yiqun thought to himself: This old monster is indeed different, I wonder how many years of foundation he has accumulated! The immortal in the book also said that my innate spiritual talent is very rare in ancient times, maybe I'm the one who can control the power of the Tao!

  "The curse is effective without consuming spiritual energy, but it emphasizes the right opportunity." The fox seemed to be genuinely planning for Qian Yigun, and advised, "If there is no opportunity, even if you shout loudly, it will be useless. If there is an opportunity, just say a word lightly, and it will come naturally. If you want to fight with others, learning curses is not as good as learning tactics."

  Qian Yiqun suddenly realized, this is in line with the setting of power balance, otherwise, he would be able to rule the earth by drawing circles later, and let others mix? He smiled at the moment: "Then please teach me both, great immortals!"

  The fox almost spat out a mouthful of old blood and said, "You shouldn't be too ambitious either. I have a book called 'Curse Words' in my mind. If you really have the opportunity, you can learn it slowly by yourself. I'll teach you one trick, but after that, don't come to bother me again." After saying this, the fox's mind condensed and he thought to himself: Which trick should I teach him?

  The key is different from the curse, it is to communicate one's own spiritual essence. The thicker the spiritual essence, the greater the power of the key. Qian Yiqun's spiritual essence was not shallow, but it was not enough to control those killing techniques.

  "Jade Sword Technique!" The fox-like dog sat on the ground, speaking in a serious and loud tone, looking just like a teacher.

  Qian Yiqun was startled by the volume, and as for the title of "Yu Jian Jue", he didn't take it to heart. Having been tempered by various online games and stand-alone games in the technological era, the skill of Yu Jian seemed to be an entry-level technique, and he was also very clear that he couldn't master those earth-shattering mysteries overnight.

  The fox glanced at Mu, who was staring blankly at Qian Yigun, and thought to himself: "People's hearts are no longer ancient. In the past, if I were to pass on some trivial things to others, who wouldn't immediately kowtow? Never mind, if you can help me recreate my spiritual body, I won't hold your disrespect against you."

  "The two Han Dynasty scholars considered using both fingers and mouth as the great trick, while using only one or the other as a small trick." The fox itself had quite an ancient style, since it was going to teach, it would teach thoroughly. After a brief exploration, it was discovered that this cheap student didn't even have the basics of mysticism, and wasn't patient either, really not a good material for carving.

  "The right-handed sword technique is relatively simple, you can just remember one for now." The fox licked its lips, it had never spoken so many human words in a single day.

  Qian Yiqun nodded repeatedly, he knew this sword mantra, and had used it "not long ago" - his index and middle fingers together, commanding the fox to reveal its true form, only to be ridiculed instead.

  The right hand is simple, but the left hand is not easy. The fox has no human hands and can only give oral instructions. Under this oral instruction, it only knows that Qian Yiqun does not know the correspondence between Tian Gan Di Zhi and finger joints, let alone Wu Fang Wu Xing. In desperation, he can only teach Qian Yiqun the palm technique of Na Yin first, and then carefully point out the finger joints to be pinched with his nose for each step.

  Qian Yiqun only then realized that those Jianghu practitioners would often "pinch fingers and calculate", originally each finger segment corresponded to so many mysterious symbols, just like a human abacus. However, this finger technique was truly mysterious, pinching in different sequences would have different reactions, even if the final shape was the same, the effects were vastly different.

  One man and one fox were in the house, bumping heads together for a good while, finally managing to firmly remember this trick in their hearts. Just thinking of finding something light to try out, they heard the door creak open with a "ya" sound, the two doors already being pushed open by someone, a fragrance from outside rushed in first, directly hitting Qian Yigun's nostrils.

  Qian Xiaoxiao carefully stepped forward, holding a tray with both hands. On the tray was a steaming hot bowl of Osmanthus wine-braised egg custard tarts. She glanced at her brother crouching on the ground playing with the fox and furrowed her brow, swallowing back a complaint. She placed the egg custard tart on the table and said gruffly, "Eat something first, dinner is being prepared."

  "It's still my own sister who is dear to me, haha. " Qian Yiqun shook off the fox and took two steps to the edge of the table, just about to grab a chopstick, when he suddenly had an idea: Why not let his sister see his new skills? He withdrew his hand and pretended to be profound, saying to Qian Xiaoxiao: "Just now I told you that we have a predestined relationship, but you didn't believe me. Now, let me show you my skills."

  Qian Xiaoxiao was curious and skeptical, but she stood firm, pretending to be nonchalant and saying: "Who wants to watch you show off? You're not a three or five year old kid anymore!"

  "When you were young, those were just jokes, but this is real now." Qian Yiqun calmed his mind and said, "Watch closely!" With both hands forming a seal, as his thumbs passed through the nodes of his fingers, his left hand's five fingers intertwined, finally forming a seal shape. The spiritual sea within his body suddenly surged again, with waves crashing against the sky, whistling endlessly.

  Qian Yiqun's right hand transformed into a sword, his second and third fingers straightened to hold the pen upright, and his first finger pointed at the chopsticks in the dish, shouting: "Rise!"

  Qian Xiaoxiao widened her eyes and stared at the chopsticks on the dinner plate.

  "The eldest is no longer young and doesn't know how to improve." The little sister muttered, turned around and walked away.

  Qian Yiqun also stared at the chopsticks that were motionless on the plate, awkwardly scratching his scalp with his sword finger, and said in a low voice: "Fox, come over and give me an explanation."

  "What explanation? What are you talking about?" The eunuch's voice was filled with a tone of schadenfreude, "Do you think you're some kind of genius? Among the people I've seen, aside from Yizhi, no one has been able to wield objects after just learning the sword technique. There must be some other secret to it, if you want to know..."

  "Give it to me!" Qian Yiqun suddenly roared, his left hand pinching a seal and slamming it onto the table, while his right hand's sword finger heavily pointed at those red wooden chopsticks.

  In an instant, the pair of chopsticks came to life and jumped up in unison, suspended a foot high in mid-air, quivering with fear.

  Qian Yiqun knew that it wasn't the wooden chopsticks that were afraid of him, but rather the spiritual energy within his body was controlling them through his right hand. This spiritual energy was intermittent and somewhat clumsy, and just lifting the chopsticks into the air was already a struggle, let alone using any sword moves. After carefully examining himself, he found that the amount of spiritual energy was sufficient, but it was difficult to control when in use, which must be due to a lack of proficiency.

  Putting down his chopsticks, Qian Yiqun let out a gentle sigh and turned to face the fox, saying: "Just now, you said there was a trick?"

  The fox swallowed its saliva, crouched on the ground, and buried its long snout in its big tail, lamenting in its heart: What kind of monster did I pick up? The dust avoidance technique is fine, but even the sword avoidance technique can be like this! In fact, he's the real demon!

  Qian Yiqun waved his hand at the fox again: "Don't say anything for now, let me feel it." After speaking, he was still immersed in the joy of successfully using the mysterious technique a moment ago, and the next moment he had already entered a state of introspection. This is the gift of pushing open the true gate, which can make someone who has never been trained also enter a state of quiet contemplation like an old monk, reflecting on their inner self.

  The fox shook its ears and thought to itself: I didn't want to tell you anyway... But this kid's temperament is not bad, he knows how to reflect on himself. Alas, such talent is more important than having a rich spiritual aura, could it be that heaven wants me to obtain another spiritual body? However, people like him are the most difficult to deal with, and hard to coax.

  Qian Yiqun's brush strokes were sometimes inspired and sometimes not, until the steamed egg had gone cold. Only then did he stop moving, using his numb fingers to pick up his chopsticks and slowly start eating. He could clearly feel that his spiritual energy was almost depleted, although it was also slowly recovering, but this recovery speed was not optimistic.

  "Hey, kiddo!" The fox saw that Qian Yitun had finished his snack, but his own lamb leg hadn't arrived yet, and couldn't help but shout, "Our lamb legs should be charred by now."

  "Hmm, that's right," Qian Yiqun wiped his mouth and said calmly, "Just now I was coaxing you, how could the tortoiseshell be used at my door?"

  The fox's eyes were wide open, staring angrily at Qian Yiqun, its body arched, four claws grasping the ground, and its fur standing on end: "Let's fight it out!"