Reborn in the Great Yan Dynasty: I Cultivated to Become a Martial Saint Through Telekinesis

Chapter 26 Perfection

The Wind Shadow Sword Technique is derived from the idea that the wind leaves no trace, only a shadow remains.

This sword technique emphasizes speed. The sword's momentum is like the wind, sometimes as gentle as a breeze, sometimes as swift as a gale, sometimes as strong as soft, all depending on one's mind. The key is speed.

Mo Zheng liked this sword technique.

No matter how powerful or exquisite the sword technique, the first priority is to hit the person before anything else can be used.

This sword technique, consisting of eighteen moves, is all about speed. When you can draw your sword and create a splitting light and shadow, you will have reached the state of oneness.

After reading through the entire sword technique, Mo Zheng was extremely satisfied.

In terms of sheer power, this sword technique is far superior to the Thunderclap Sword Technique.

Although the Thunderclap Sword Technique also emphasizes speed, its essence lies in the words "Thunderclap".

The subtlety of understanding lies in hearing thunder in silence.

The sword flashes and thunder roars; when the sword is about to strike, the special thunderous sound of the sword strikes to intimidate the enemy, thus achieving a fatal blow and defeating the enemy.

However, if you are fast enough, why would you need thunder to distract the enemy?

In comparison, the Wind Shadow Sword Technique is much purer, without any fancy sword sounds, it's all about speed!

Extreme speed, if you can't keep up, you're dead!

Mo Zheng agrees more with the philosophy of the Wind Shadow Sword Technique.

The saying goes, "One sword can break all laws," and this time it's the true essence of swordsmanship.

Within half an hour of entering and leaving the Scripture Pavilion, Mo Zheng had already memorized the external martial arts training method of the Wind Shadow Sword Technique perfectly.

After returning the manual and parting ways with Zhou Xian, Mo Zheng began practicing swordsmanship as soon as he got home.

Mo Zheng's observations throughout the day, from Prefect He Zhaohui of Jinqing Prefecture in the morning to the various events at the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall in the afternoon, made him realize that he was still too weak.

Even though his cultivation speed was already among the best in Jinqing Prefecture, and even in the entire Liangzhou.

But the weak are still the weak.

Among all the disciples in the martial arts hall, whose external skills are now very refined, his martial arts level is the weakest. After all, the others entered after achieving perfect Qi and Blood, and it has been half a year since the last disciple entered.

As for his trump card, telekinesis, it can only be used in life-or-death battles. Once it is used and discovered and thoroughly investigated, it will have endless consequences.

This sense of urgency made it impossible for Mo Zheng not to put in his utmost effort in cultivation.

With the help and correction of his mental power, Mo Zheng's progress in the Wind Shadow Sword Technique was extremely fast.

He possesses a foundation in the Thunderclap Sword Technique at a subtle level.

In just one night, he had mastered almost all eighteen moves of this sword technique, making the entire technique as easy as wielding an arm. At this rate, he would probably reach the level of subtlety in just two or three months.

Whether this speed is fast or slow, Mo Zheng doesn't know, but he has indeed put in his utmost effort in cultivation.

There is no need to hide one's talent.

He's not even considered an outer disciple anymore.

According to Zhou Xian, the better one's talent and the stronger one's strength, the more benefits one can enjoy in the martial arts academy.

The more benefits one enjoys, the better one's strength will improve; it's a mutually reinforcing and cyclical process.

If Mo Zheng were to conceal his talent, he would be wasting his own time and resources. Right now, no one would pay attention to someone who isn't even an outer disciple. All eyes in the Martial Arts Hall would probably be focused on the twenty names engraved on the True Inheritance Stele.

Sword practice, meditation, and stance training are where Mo Zheng spends most of his time.

He spent the rest of his time attending the swordplay class at the Wendao Hall every three days.

According to the introduction to the Martial Arts Hall given by Zhou Xian, all the teachers who can give lectures in the Hall of Enlightenment are masters of the Visceral Realm.

Qi and blood, skin and flesh, tendons and bones, internal organs, and acupoints—these are the five realms of cultivation. The realm of internal organs is only one realm away from the realm of acupoints, making it arguably the strongest among all martial saints in the Great Yan Dynasty.

These people are not only teachers of Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy, but also pillars of many powerful forces and families, and even strong people from other states and countries. They are all invited by Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy to give lectures.

This level of teaching staff is undoubtedly formidable.

These masters, who have grasped the essence of martial arts at the external skill level, are giving lectures to Mo Zheng and other youngsters at the subtle and unified realms. Their insights are undoubtedly profound and highly inspiring, pointing them in the right direction from the very beginning of their martial arts cultivation.

Direction is important; at least it prevents people from going astray.

Those who can enter the Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy are all geniuses, and sometimes the thing that geniuses need to be careful about is going astray.

Mo Zheng, who came from a small martial arts school and whose students were mostly self-taught, immediately benefited greatly from this formal and meticulous teaching.

The speed at which he mastered the Wind Shadow Sword Technique increased even further.

Life in the martial arts hall was intense and fulfilling. Mo Zheng didn't need to worry about anything; he could just focus on cultivation.

They usually eat top-quality delicacies, which are mixed with the flesh and blood of demonic beasts. They often receive guidance from teachers, have no shortage of Qi and Blood Pills, and are given cultivation techniques early on.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

"Sigh, I still envy you, Junior Brother Mo."

At the foot of the mountain, Mo Zheng, Zhao Tong, and Wang Yuan were having dinner in a small courtyard.

The three of them lived in adjacent courtyards, were of similar age, and had roughly the same level of martial arts cultivation, so they naturally became acquainted.

Wang Yuan sighed, "Zhao Tong and I have been here for seven months now, and we have to hunt monsters every month. It's really dangerous."

Zhao Tong nodded and said, "Yes, especially in the first three months, neither Wang Yuan nor I broke through to become entry-level martial artists. The mission of hunting two demonic beasts a month was really life-threatening. If it weren't for the care of our senior brothers and sisters in our team, we probably wouldn't be alive now. Unlike you, Junior Brother Mo, the headmaster specially approved that you don't have to complete the hunting missions."

Both of them looked on with envy.

The Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy provides the best conditions and has extremely strict requirements for its disciples. Hunting monsters is meant to prevent them from just studying behind closed doors and instead improve their experience in life-and-death combat.

Martial arts are inherently life-or-death skills; one must grow through battle.

"I'll be going into the mountains to hunt monsters sooner or later anyway," Mo Zheng replied with a smile.

Monsters are a major threat to the human race. After coming to the Martial Arts Hall, Mo Zheng has gained a deeper understanding of monsters. Monsters are born wherever there are few people.

The fewer traces of human activity there are in the mountains, rivers, and seas, the more monsters there are.

Even in the northwest of the Great Yan, where it borders other countries, there is a wild mountain range with towering peaks stretching for thousands of miles. It is a forbidden land for humans and a paradise for monsters.

They do not live in harmony with humans. Just like the black leopard that Mo Zheng encountered on Mount Dacang, they could invade human territory at any time, or even launch a large-scale beast tide to destroy a city or even a country.

According to the records of the Great Yan Dynasty, there have been several large-scale beast tides in history, which once occupied most of the southern province, causing tens of millions of human casualties.

The parents of the three Mo brothers died in an attack by demonic beasts.

The purpose of training martial artists is to resist demonic beasts, so the Martial Arts Hall certainly cannot let these geniuses be idle.

"Don't rush. It will take some time for your Qi and blood to reach full maturity. Focus on improving your swordsmanship. The higher your swordsmanship level, the more advantageous it will be for fighting demonic beasts," Wang Yuan advised.

At least a martial artist in the Skin and Flesh Realm has had their skin and flesh tempered, greatly increasing their defensive capabilities, making them much safer to deal with demonic beasts than a martial artist in the Qi and Blood Realm.

Even a martial artist at the peak of the Qi and Blood Realm still has weak physical defenses. When dealing with demonic beasts, they can only carefully seek out their vital points and kill them with a single blow, rather than engaging in a direct confrontation.

Mo Zheng laughed but didn't say anything.

He has achieved a state of perfect balance of Qi and blood.

Although the headmaster gave him half a year to cultivate, that was the speed at which ordinary disciples at the Microscopic level cultivated. He possessed mental power, and with the help of the Qi and Blood Pill, plus the cultivation environment of the Martial Arts Hall, his Qi and Blood improved at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary people. In just one month, his Qi and Blood had reached perfection, and he had also comprehended and cultivated the Wind Shadow Sword Technique to the Microscopic level.

As for hunting monsters, it's something we'll have to face sooner or later. Other disciples can do it once they enter the sect, but he also has telekinesis, which allows him to manipulate flying knives to kill enemies in mid-air. His trump card for survival is far superior to that of ordinary martial arts hall disciples.

According to the rules of the Martial Arts Hall, only outer disciples can enjoy many benefits, such as various cultivation techniques, elixirs, armor, and divine weapons in the Treasure Pavilion and the Scripture Pavilion.

Aside from attending the lectures, Mo Zheng could only watch helplessly, because to become an outer disciple, he had to complete the monster hunting mission.

"What Senior Brother Wang said isn't quite right either. A first-tier demon beast's core alone is worth a thousand taels of silver. Your family is so wealthy that you don't care, but Junior Brother Mo and I still need to buy weapons, armor, and pills. How can we cultivate without killing demon beasts?" Zhao Tong retorted.

Every demon beast has a demon core within its body, which is the condensation of the demon beast's blood and essence. When refined into pills and consumed, it greatly benefits one's physical strength and cultivation.

"Besides, martial arts duels, life-or-death battles, are much faster than cultivating on your own. Junior Brother Mo isn't even an outer disciple; he's not even qualified to spar in the training grounds."

Wang Yuan retorted, unconvinced, "Junior Brother Mo Zheng is still young, and he has a long time ahead of him in the Martial Arts Hall. Why argue over temporary gains and losses?"

"In martial arts cultivation, one should not delve into the internal organs before the age of forty. As one's qi and blood decline day by day, the hope of becoming a martial saint diminishes day by day. Every effort is made in the blink of an eye!" Zhao Tong replied.

Seeing the two arguing back and forth about the matter, Mo Zheng couldn't help but smile wryly.

This isn't the first time.

These two neighbors, one born into a wealthy family, was naturally more at peace with his circumstances, while the other was born into a poor family, endured hardships, and pursued spiritual progress with great courage and determination.

It's not a matter of who's right or wrong; both of them have worked very hard in their cultivation, it's just that each person has their own personality.

"Alright, stop talking and eat, the food's getting cold," Mo Zheng advised.

Sword practice is still necessary, and hunting demonic beasts is also an urgent matter.

He was born into humble circumstances, and his family needed to earn more money. Hunting monsters was the fastest way for martial artists to make money, although it was somewhat dangerous.

After a good night's sleep, early the next morning, Mo Zheng ate breakfast, then took his weapons and headed straight for the Sutra Repository.

"Huh? Junior Brother Mo Zheng, it's only been a month, what are you doing here?"

The same short disciple who greeted Mo Zheng last time asked doubtfully, "Your Qi and blood are not yet fully developed, so I cannot give you the internal energy cultivation method that comes with the Wind Shadow Sword Technique."

"My Qi and blood are now complete," Mo Zheng replied.

"It'll be perfect in just one month?"

The shorter disciple was somewhat skeptical; it had taken him six months to achieve mastery of external martial arts himself.

But seeing that Mo Zheng's expression didn't seem to be joking, he thought for a moment and said, "It seems that Junior Brother Mo has laid a very good foundation before entering the hall. Come with me."

Mo Zheng didn't explain, and followed the other person, the two of them entering the Sutra Repository again, one in front and one behind.

After passing the rooms with wooden signs hanging on them, we soon entered an empty room where a young man was sitting by the window reading.

"Master Qian, this new junior brother Mo is here to receive the follow-up techniques of the Wind Shadow Sword Technique," the short disciple said respectfully as he approached Qian Zhongyou.

Qian Zhongyou, whose name is listed as the eighteenth on the True Inheritance Stele, was in charge of various miscellaneous affairs of the Sutra Repository.

He was studying a cultivation technique when he heard the report. He looked up at Mo Zheng and smiled, saying, "Junior Brother Mo Zheng, I've heard Zhou Xian mention you. Meeting you for the first time today, you truly are a handsome and talented man."

"However, we must still abide by the rules of our martial arts hall. Please." He raised his hand in a gesture of invitation.

What rules could a martial arts hall possibly have? It's nothing more than strength.

Mo Zheng strode to the center of the room, while Qian Zhongyou lightly stepped down and gracefully landed in front of Mo Zheng.

"Just use your full swordsmanship, Junior Brother Mo, there's no need to hold back," Qian Zhongyou said with a smile.

"Please enlighten me, senior brother."

Mo Zheng drew his sword, bowed, and without holding back, unleashed the Wind Shadow Sword Technique, thrusting it straight at Qian Zhongyou.

Having been there for a month, Mo Zheng had already gained a good understanding of the strength of the true disciples.

All those who are ranked among the true disciples are experts in the Bone and Tendon Realm, and those ranked at the top are practically invincible in this realm.

Mo Zheng's perfect qi and blood were no match for Qian Zhongyou. Even with his mental power, he was still far from being a match for him.

The Wind Shadow Sword Technique was activated, and one fierce sword light after another appeared, like a howling wind, continuous and unending.

"Excellent swordsmanship!"

Qian Zhongyou's eyes lit up. He could tell at a glance that Mo Zheng's swordsmanship was highly advanced. This Wind Shadow Sword Technique had been cultivated to the level of subtlety.

This is no simple matter, considering that this young man has only been here for a month.

Ding ding ding ding!

Several crisp sounds rang out in succession, but Qian Zhongyou was seen wielding his long sword with a leisurely stroll. The swift and fierce sword light was easily blocked by him, and not a single one broke through his defense.

Mo Zheng's expression remained neither joyful nor sorrowful as he continued to draw his sword.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged more than ten moves, with Mo Zheng on the offensive and Qian Zhongyou on the defensive.

As the short disciple watched, his expression turned serious.

Although his skill level was far inferior to Qian Zhongyou's, after watching for so long, he could still tell that Mo Zheng's swordsmanship had clearly reached the subtle level of the Wind Shadow Sword Technique.

This was nothing to the disciples of the Martial Arts Hall, who had already mastered the art of external martial arts.

However, the boy's Wind Shadow Sword Technique was clearly taken away just a month ago.

This superior sword technique, which contains the secrets of the Unity Realm, is much more difficult to cultivate than basic sword techniques, even though it is at the same level of subtlety.

Generally, it takes disciples of the martial arts hall six months to a year to cultivate to the level of subtlety.

The other party only spent a month, and such talent and comprehension are considered extremely outstanding in the entire martial arts hall.

I fear that in a few years, his name will be inscribed on the Stele of True Transmission!

……

Jinqing Mansion Martial Arts Hall.

In an open space, Zhao Xiuxiu was diligently practicing her swordsmanship.

Suddenly, a petite female disciple with delicate and lovely features ran over, holding a letter in her hand, and said with a smile, "Senior Sister Xiuxiu, your letter has arrived!"

"My letter?"

Zhao Xiuxiu stopped abruptly, sheathed her longsword, stepped forward to take it, and said, "Thank you, Junior Sister."

"No need to thank me, no need to thank me. Was it written by your little lover before? I heard he's quite powerful despite his young age. I wonder when he'll come to our martial arts hall to train." The female disciple said with a teasing look.

"It's not him, it's Father."

Zhao Xiuxiu had already torn open the envelope and seen its contents. She had written a letter to inquire about Mo Zheng's situation, and this was Zhao Feng's reply.

What happened to He Feiyang that day was, after all, a shameful affair, so no one present publicized it, lest the He family hold a grudge. Therefore, the other people in the Jinqing Prefecture Martial Arts Hall did not know Mo Zheng's identity.

"Your father..."

The female disciple looked somewhat disappointed and was about to leave when she suddenly saw Zhao Xiuxiu's expression change, and she was extremely surprised.

"What's wrong, Senior Sister?" the female disciple asked with concern.

"It's nothing, it's nothing..."

Zhao Xiuxiu came to her senses, gave a bitter smile, and said, "I'm afraid he won't come to our martial arts hall again."

"What do you mean?" the female disciple asked, puzzled.

Zhao Xiuxiu waved the letter in her hand and laughed, "Junior Brother Xiao Mo has already been admitted to the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall. He kept it from me for so long."

hiss!

Upon hearing the words "Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall," the female disciple immediately gasped, her face filled with disbelief.

The young man, at such a young age, was actually a martial arts genius admitted to the Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy!

Among the disciples of Jinqing Prefecture Martial Arts Hall, who doesn't know how formidable the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall is?

Graduates from this program will at least be able to break through and become a martial artist at the Bone and Tendon Realm!

The key is that boy, so young...

"Junior Brother Mo, you really kept this from me for so long!"

Zhao Xiuxiu muttered to herself, finding it inexplicably funny.

I was so worried that he would be bullied by Liu Jiang and his gang, but who knew he would hide it so well.

Why would she need to worry about the disciples of the Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy?

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