Chapter 259 The Extraordinary Features of the Moon Picking Sword
At the end of Mao hour, a ray of golden light pierced the dark clouds that had been rolling all night, and the endless thunder finally took a breath.
Putting aside the fact that he holds the imperial guard token in his hand, Wei Xianzhi, who has been up all night, is planning on how to wipe out the Liu family in one fell swoop.
Wei Changtian, who was far away in Shuzhou, also didn't sleep tonight.
I opened the door and walked along the mountain road for almost a stick of incense. Along the way, I only met a few Tianluo Sect disciples who had gotten up early.
"I met my senior brother."
"Master Wei."
"..."
Different, but very respectful greetings came from the roadside from time to time, and Wei Changtian smiled and nodded in response.
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 was very smooth, and there was no scene like in the Internet articles where "someone is looking for trouble, and then he shows off himself and shocked the whole audience."
It seemed that everyone was very convinced that he would become the new Holy Son.
Of course, some people may not be sincerely convinced, but they just did not speak out due to Qin Zhengqiu's pressure.
But no matter what, since the ceremony was successfully completed, the result cannot be changed.
And this also means that if Qin Zhengqiu suddenly dies for some reason, he will take over the position of leader and directly become the leader of the world's number one demon sect.
"Huh~"
A gust of morning wind passed over the top of Jiuding Mountain, ruffling the corners of his clothes and making a sound.
Stopping at the edge of a cliff, I raised my eyes and looked forward.
The mountain peak on the opposite side is half covered by a layer of dark clouds, cutting off the peak body. Only half of the peak and the distant peaks are left floating in the sea of clouds, like several islands in the sea.
When the fog breaks, the sun shines through, but the remaining clouds still make thunder.
"Long..."
The thunder, which had stopped for a short while, began to roar again in the distance.
Wei Changtian just stood there and watched for a long time. It wasn't until the rising sun tried its best to tear through the haze and completely jumped out of the sky that he turned around and walked back along the way he came.
Behind him, a corner of Shuzhou City, which was hidden by the mountains, emerged. Because the distance was too far, only the crisscrossing gray stretches of rooftops could be seen vaguely.
Just like the cities built by players in previous sandbox games.
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 told you that there are not only masters in this world, but also..."
"Where are the real gods?"
...
...
A quarter of an hour later, Wei Changtian had already walked back to the Tianluo Sect's mountain gate and found Qin Zhengqiu who was meditating in a quiet room.
"Grandpa, are you practicing?"
"Hahaha, I won't practice any more."
Qin Zhengqiu opened his eyes and smiled heartily: "Changtian, I heard that there has been a fight over in Yuanzhou?"
"yes."
Wei Changtian sat down cross-legged on the futon beside him: "The fight started yesterday morning."
"Well, I think this battle will take at least a year and a half..."
Qin Zhengqiu was obviously not very interested in the war in Yuanzhou. After nodding, he stopped mentioning the matter and asked with a smile: "By the way, have you started practicing the Moon-Chasing Sword Technique?"
"Moon Picking Sword?"
Wei Changtian was stunned and shook his head.
"No."
What he said was true.
Since returning to Shuzhou, he has forgotten about the Moon Sword and has never thought about practicing it at all.
After all, this swordsmanship is unreliable.
Wei Changtian knew that he was not the "protagonist" with great luck like Xiao Feng, and he had already determined in his heart that the "Moon Sword" in his hand was not the same thing as the "Moon Sword", an immortal-level martial skill in the system.
But now Qin Zhengqiu seems to have a new perspective.
"Changtian, I have been practicing the swordsmanship for a few days in my spare time. I just practiced it to the level of Dengtang yesterday..."
Martial arts can be divided into four realms according to the degree of mastery - Dengtang, Chunqing, Small Perfection and Dzogchen.
Under normal circumstances, it takes about half a year for a martial artist with ordinary understanding to practice an ordinary martial art to reach the Dengtang realm, three to five years to reach the Pure Qing realm, and at least ten years to reach Small Perfection.
As for Dzogchen...it cannot be achieved by practice alone, it also requires a certain opportunity.
Of course, this is just a general situation.
For example, some extremely talented people, or third-level masters like Qin Zhengqiu, must practice faster.
However, no matter how fast it is, it is difficult to practice a martial arts to the point of "prominence" in just a few days.
So this can only mean one thing.
That is, "Moon Picking Sword" is indeed too simple.
"Grandpa, what happens next?"
Wei Changtian asked without interest: "Is there anything special about it?"
"have!"
Unexpectedly, Qin Zhengqiu gave a very positive answer without hesitation.
"This swordsmanship is indeed somewhat different!"
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Changtian immediately became energetic and quickly asked: "What's the difference?"
"this......"
Qin Zhengqiu looked around, and finally picked up a half-burned piece of fine incense from the incense burner next to him, and then waved it gently from top to bottom.
"Whoosh!"
The green smoke drew a semicircular trajectory in the air, and a red light flickered.
Wei Changtian knew that Qin Zhengqiu was actually demonstrating the extraordinary features of the Moon Sword, but after observing it for a long time, he didn't notice anything unusual.
Qin Zhengqiu seemed to see his doubts, so he stood up and walked to the door of the quiet room, pointing at a tiny crack in the wooden door that was undetectable.
"Changtian, have you seen anything?"
"Well......"
Wei Changtian took two steps closer. Although he saw the small crack, he didn't care about it.
With this little lethality, I'm afraid it's not even one-tenth of the Guichen Knife.
"Grandpa, so what?"
"Hahaha, just come out with me and watch."
Qin Zhengqiu laughed twice and opened the door mysteriously. He walked through the small courtyard outside the quiet room and stopped with Wei Changtian in front of the courtyard wall made of bluestones.
But this time, without waiting for him to point again, Wei Changtian saw the same very small, but real crack.
"this......"
His eyes suddenly widened, and Wei Changtian asked in disbelief: "Is this also what was left behind by the move just now?"
"nature."
Qin Zhengqiu nodded with a half-smile, and then continued to walk out of the courtyard, walking along the straight line of the gap for another dozen steps, and finally stopped in front of a white stone.
The same gap suddenly appeared, a few inches into the stone.
"..."
It is dozens of feet away from the quiet room to here, and there is a door and a wall in the middle.
So, Qin Zhengqiu's casual wave just now... actually penetrated two obstacles in a row, and then cut a crack several inches deep in the boulder?!
"Grandpa..."
Wei Changtian took a deep breath: "How much strength did you use just now?"
"Less than 10%."
Qin Zhengqiu shook his head and said with a somewhat complicated expression: "But the power of this move has nothing to do with the amount of force I use, but it has a 'power' in it."
Potential?
Wei Changtian was startled.
The biggest difference between the upper third level and the middle third level is the mastery of "potential".
If Qin Zhengqiu had used "power" as a bonus just now, it would not be surprising that this move would be so powerful.
But since the latter has such an expression now...
"Grandpa, you mean...you didn't use 'shi' just now?"
"Um."
Qin Zhengqiu nodded solemnly, pondered for a moment and then slowly said:
"This 'power' comes from this sword technique, not from me."
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