Volume 1: Red Dust Sword Gate Chapter 10: True Martial Sword Manual

  This was easy enough. After finishing speaking, Zhang Hao turned around and entered the inner room, taking out a blank jade slip and using his spiritual power to transmit the Small Grass Wood True Classic's mantra into it.

  "This mantra is inside this jade tablet." After saying that, he handed over the jade tablet with both hands.

  Hei Lao San took over the jade slip and examined it with his mind for a moment before hurriedly cupping his hands in thanks.

  Watching the black old three jumping away.

  Zhang Hao turned around and walked into the house, pouring out eighty first-class spirit stones from a brocade pouch.

  A crisp crackling sound, crystal clear spirit stones, all fell on the old willow wooden table, emitting a faint glow.

  Staring at a few three-inch-long and short spiritual stones with triangular ends.

  Zhang Hao was taken aback and lost his smile.

  The spirit stones piled together are truly a feast for the eyes!

  He casually picked up a few spirit stones and placed them in his hand, feeling the dense spiritual energy inside. Zhang Hao was somewhat excited. According to Zun's words, he needed to break through the tenth layer of Qi Refining and successfully build his foundation, which required many spirit stones. This could be considered as making preparations for building his foundation in advance.

  Last night I felt like I was about to break through to the second layer of Qi Gong practice.

  The first six layers of the Qi Gong practice are relatively easy to break through, but from the seventh layer onwards, it becomes slightly more difficult. Many practitioners with exceptional innate abilities can automatically sense and absorb spiritual energy into their bodies since birth.

  This kind of demonic talent is really enviable.

  Zhang Hao sighed as he stroked the Ling Stone on the table, carefully putting it into his waist bag. The bag was filled with a mess of things, each emitting a faint aura of spiritual energy. However, there was one thing that looked like a wooden stake, which didn't seem to have any spiritual energy emanating from it. But its five roots at the bottom seemed strange, as if they could pierce into the mud at any moment.

  Putting down the strange wooden stake in his hand, Zhang Hao felt a bit bored and casually asked:

  "Old man, do you have any defensive techniques or sword skills that don't require a lot of spiritual energy that you can teach me?"

  He yawned twice, stroked his beard thoughtfully and said, "I have many advanced techniques, but your realm is too low and you can't cultivate them now. Low-level sword techniques!"

  After a while, stroking his beard with a smile, he said, "Now I'll teach you a sword technique! It only requires practicing the first layer of Qi to cultivate it. This set of sword techniques can assist in cultivation when combined with the Starlight Qi Refining Method, and during practice, it will stimulate your sensitivity to spiritual energy, allowing you to break through the tenth layer of Qi refining more quickly."

  After finishing speaking, he transmitted a sword mantra over with his spirit.

  Zhang Hao suddenly felt that his mind had gained a basic sword technique called Zhen Wu Sword Technique.

  Zhang Hao closed his eyes and listened to the lecture on the key points, after becoming familiar with the circulation of spiritual energy, he sat on a futon and practiced the Starlight Qigong technique.

  On the second day, at dawn, he took out a fine iron sword from inside the house and held it in his hand, feeling somewhat unaccustomed to it. He then went outside and found an ancient tree, cutting off a branch from it. He whittled the branch into a four-foot-long sword shape. Although its appearance was somewhat strange, its weight felt extremely suitable.

  Holding up the wooden sword and taking a look, swinging it several times, feeling very handy.

  "You little scamp, I didn't think you'd go and whittle a wooden sword to practice with. Zhang Hao found a wooden sword, and couldn't help but nod in secret approval."

  "The most important thing about swordsmanship is to be able to wield it freely. My current realm is too low, so I find it more convenient to use a wooden sword. Although its power is not great, if I can practice my swordsmanship to the point of being proficient, then switching to a better sword later will make no difference."

  Zhang Hao said as he made a sword move.

  Met Zhang Hao, sword moves have not been used, momentum has already appeared, and he is even more satisfied in his heart.

  "Loudly said: 'This set of introductory sword moves is to lay the most solid foundation for future cultivation of more advanced sword moves, you must practice with your heart!'"

  The entry sword move of this set of Zhen Wu Jian Jue is called Cang Jian Zhuan, the essence lies in a single word "Cang!"

  If you can comprehend the meaning of this word, you will be able to successfully cultivate it and instantly break through the three layers of Qi.

  Zhang Hao listened to Kang's words and didn't say anything.

  He grasped the sword hilt, spiritual energy circulating, fine and long spiritual energy pouring into his wrist, his right hand holding the wooden sword lightly thrust forward, his wrist shook, the wooden sword's blade edge emitted a faint hiss.

  Looking at the faint virtual shadow of Muxiang's sword edge, he nodded in admiration.

  "You little stinker, not bad."

  The way of swordsmanship is vast and profound, even basic sword moves are the essence of the predecessors' painstaking creation.

  "A heavy sword has no sharp edge, a great skill is not in craftsmanship, a light sword dances with dragons, and effortlessly travels thousands of miles!"

  Zhang Hao waved the wooden sword in his hand, and spiritual energy poured into it. He launched a move of "Swimming Dragon Sword Technique", with his right hand moving like a swimming dragon. However, he didn't have much spiritual energy, so although the movement was beautiful, its power wasn't great.

  Xiang suddenly nodded silently and said:

  "The creator of the Zhen Wu Sword Manual, deeply understands the ultimate meaning of the sword, cleverly pretending to be clumsy, light as heavy, the sword has a peak but does not reveal it, using the heart to wield the sword, this is called hiding the sword!"

  "This is also a hidden form of assassination sword intent from ancient times, suddenly attacking and killing."

  Zhang Hao's ears perked up, and his spiritual energy was instantly withdrawn. The sharpness on the sword's edge immediately disappeared.

  "Haha, haha, this child is indeed teachable!" With a glance, he immediately applauded and praised without end. At the same time, his heart was even more shocked, this child only needed to be slightly pointed out, and he could understand such profound sword intent, ordinary cultivators would need one or two months to comprehend the meaning of this sword mantra, this guy is indeed a talented individual, this Tianyun Tower falling into his hands is truly not bad.

  "Great skill appears clumsy, lifting light as heavy, the sword has a peak but does not reveal it, using the heart to wield the sword, this is called hiding the sword!" Zhang Hao's sword moves did not stop, but in his heart he was thinking about the essence of this sword technique.

  With a wooden sword in hand, it danced up, like a large net of several meters wide woven in the air, with virtual shadows all around. Suddenly, the sword's momentum turned, and the wooden sword in hand was as steady as a mountain, but the sword's momentum became even more sharp, like a diamond holding up a mountain, pressing down from the top of the head. Along the way, the sword's momentum changed again, like a dragon entering a deep pool, suddenly disappearing without a trace.

  The sharp edge disappeared, the wooden sword in his hand was like an ordinary branch, slightly forward and upright, but suddenly changed its momentum, with a large number of afterimages, and densely packed sword shadows.

  Zhang Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt that the spiritual energy in his body was showing signs of exhaustion. He hastily sheathed his sword and stood up straight, and with a flick of his wooden sword, two beautiful sword flowers appeared.

  Wow! So cool, senior brother is so awesome, what sword technique is this?

  Xiaozi saw Zhang Hao dancing with his sword from afar, holding a vase of Hundred Flowers Spring, standing for more than half an hour. When he finished his sword dance, she applauded and praised him.

  Zhang Hao hadn't seen Xiaozi for several days, and at this moment, hearing her voice made him feel a little happy.

  Sheathing his sword and standing up straight, he laughed loudly and said: "Xiaozi, are you thinking of your senior brother?"

  As soon as Xiaozi saw him put away his sword, he seemed to have changed into a different person, with a playful and smiling face, light and frivolous words, slightly annoyed, but when he looked up at Zhang Hao's warm gaze, his heart felt a little sweet.

  "It's actually okay if Brother Shifu only acts like this in front of me, as long as he doesn't get stuck whenever he sees a pretty girl and tries to flatter people with honey-like words."

  Thinking of this, Xiaozi's face became even more rosy, and she raised her hand to throw a jar of wine over.