Evil Dragon Island was surrounded by the sea on all sides. The tides surged, and the sea breeze blew, making a whistling sound. The Spiritual Energy here far surpassed that of the Immemorial World.
Inside the cave, Chu Mu sat cross-legged on the ground. His hands were waving in the air in front of him. His ten fingers flicked continuously. Sometimes, they were like meteors streaking across the sky. Sometimes, they were like flowers blooming. Sometimes, they were like flowing water.
As Chu Mu's ten fingers moved, the dense Spiritual Energy in the surrounding air was continuously extracted. Visible white streams of Spiritual Energy gathered from afar like snakes, continuously condensing at the center of Chu Mu's ten fingers.
This was the Alchemy Condensing Technique.
The Condensing Elixir Technique consisted of more than a dozen hand gestures. Coupled with the use of Divine Sense, it could draw the surrounding Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and gather them together to form an Inner Elixir that was solidified by Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi.
When using the Alchemy Condensing Technique, one had to be completely focused. This was because it would consume a lot of Spiritual Sense and a certain amount of mental energy. It was not an easy task.
Although Xiao Chen was a beginner, the speed at which he extracted Spiritual Energy and condensed it into a Primal Core was not any slower than those who had cultivated for several years.
Chu Mu's learning ability was very strong. Every time he used it, he would become more familiar with it. After using it many times, he would quickly become familiar with it. According to Wang Huailin, some people could extract Spiritual Energy and condense it into a Primal Core without using any hand seals.
After the Spiritual Energy in the surrounding area was extracted, the Spiritual Energy in the distance would quickly flow over to replenish it. It was inexhaustible.
There were twenty-four hours in a day. A normal Ichino Sword Of Gojoseon would take twelve to sixteen hours to condense an Inferior Grade Primal Core. The Samsung Sword Of Gojoseon was even more efficient, taking four to six hours to condense one Inferior Grade Primal Core. Chu Mu had already tried it. The first time he condensed a Primal Core, he used eight hours. The second time he condensed a Primal Core, he used only six hours. This was his third time condensing a Primal Core, which was also his third day on Evil Dragon Island.
Time passed bit by bit. The white color between his fingers gradually solidified and finally formed a milky white elixir the size of a longan. It emitted a pure and majestic Yuan Qi fluctuation. It was a low-grade Yuan Qi elixir.
"Five hours. As I deepen my understanding of the Core Condensation Technique, this time will be shortened again." Chu Mu said to himself as he stored the low grade Yuan Dan into his Space Ring.
Currently, there were only five low grade Yuan Pills in his spatial ring. There was nothing else. Originally, there should have been six, but when Chu Mu condensed his first low grade Yuan Pill, he wanted to experience it first, so he swallowed it and refined it. Indeed, as Wang Huailin said, a single low grade Yuan Pill contained energy equivalent to half a kilogram of Yuan Liquid.
The Three Star Sword King turned in a thousand and eighty low grade Yuan Pills every year. On average, it was three pills a day. Now was the third day, and Chu Mu should have condensed nine low grade Yuan Pills. However, he only had five in reserve, so he wasn't worried at all. This was because he knew that in a few days, his speed would definitely increase again. Condensing four pills a day wouldn't be a problem.
Moreover, Chu Mu did not really want to condense Yuan Cores for the Evil Dragon Pirate Gang. This was just a temporary measure. It could be considered as storing some Yuan Cores for himself, which could be used for cultivation, recovery, and currency.
Time flew. In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed. Chu Mu's efficiency in condensing low grade Yuan Cores had greatly increased. Now, he could condense one low grade Yuan Core in a little more than two hours. Including the rest and recovery time, he could condense six low grade Yuan Cores a day. It should be known that his spiritual power was more than ten times stronger than the Samsung Sword Of Gojoseon. His recovery speed was also relatively faster.
Chu Mu decided that if there were no accidents in the future, he would condense six low grade Yuan Cores a day. The rest of the time, other than recovering his spiritual power and mind power, he would cultivate other things.
The space inside the cave was very small. It was suitable for living, but not for sword practice. When Chu Mu wanted to practice, he could only go outside the cave.
He was still practicing the basic sword arts.
The trajectory of each sword was clearly visible and extremely simple. It showed Chu Mu's unparalleled attainment in sword arts.
Just then, Wang Huailin walked out of the cave. When he saw Chu Mu practicing sword arts, he was stunned and shocked.
After Chu Mu finished practicing sword arts, Wang Huailin walked over and praised, "Brother Chu's sword arts are really unfathomable. This is the first time I've seen it."
Chu Mu just smiled.
"By the way, Brother Chu, this is your first time in the Ancient God World. I don't think you've practiced any sword arts, right?" Wang Huailin's eyes lit up as he thought of something and said directly.
"Yes." Chu Mu nodded. This was not a secret. On the contrary, most swordsmen who came to the Ancient God World for the first time had not practiced any sword arts. The reason was very simple. The laws of the Archean World were not complete enough. It was not suitable for sword arts to practice. Or even if there were sword arts, they could not practice them.
"I have practiced some sword arts, but because it's a family sword art, I can't teach it to outsiders." Wang Huailin said apologetically.
"It's okay." Chu Mu said. It was good to have a sword art to practice, but even if he did not, he would have a chance to get it in the future.
"By the way, I used to practice a sword art a few years ago. It wasn't passed down from my family, but its level was relatively low. I wonder if Brother Chu would like to practice it first?" Wang Huailin thought for a moment, and said.
Chu Mu nodded. His current idea was very simple. He wanted to practice sword arts and have a deeper understanding of sword arts. A low level sword art was easier to practice and easier to master. On the contrary, a high level sword art was unfathomable and difficult to comprehend.
Since he had not even touched the surface of sword arts, it was naturally best to start from the beginning.
"This sword art is called Gale Quick Sword. There is only one move in total. The name of the move is Gale Quick Sword. It is a low level sword art of Human Level." Wang Huailin said, "Sword arts are divided into Human Level, Earth Level, and Heaven Level. Each level is divided into low, middle, high, and top levels."
Human Level, Earth Level, Heaven Level, Low Level, Middle Level, High Level, Top Level, and Low Level Human Level.
However, Chu Mu did not dislike it. At least, he did not even have a single sword art.
Wang Huailin pulled out his sword and made a starting gesture. His expression was solemn, and his breath was condensed. His momentum suddenly changed, and gusts of wind blew around him, making a slight sound.
Chu Mu stepped back a dozen meters, leaving an open space. He stared at Wang Huailin, memorizing his movements and every change.
In an instant, Wang Huailin moved. His right arm swung, and the sword drew an arc in the air. Instantly, the sword in Wang Huailin's hand moved faster and faster. Each strike was faster and fiercer than the last. In the blink of an eye, he had already slashed out a dozen times. The wind rule was integrated into the sword art, and it was like a roaring gale, tearing everything in front of it into pieces.
After fifteen consecutive slashes, Wang Huailin's momentum paused. The roaring gale dissipated, and countless sword marks were left on the ground. Each of the marks was three inches deep, and all the stones in the range of the gale were crushed.
"Gale Quick Sword … …" Chu Mu thought to himself after he finished reading: "This power is much stronger than my Sword Technique Wind Break. Its application of wind rules is much better than my Sword Technique Wind Break. It's much more exquisite."
Wang Huailin sheathed his sword and began to explain to Chu Mu the essentials of Violent Wind Fast Sword. The cultivation of a sword technique wasn't something that could be understood just by looking at it. At most, it could be understood through the movements. However, the most important and core of a sword technique was the essentials. Only by knowing the essentials and using the essentials as the foundation to comprehend and cultivate could one truly master a sword technique.
Chu Mu once again displayed a shocking level of comprehension. Wang Huailin had only said it once, and Chu Mu had already remembered it. Moreover, he had quickly absorbed and digested it, drawing inferences from one instance. This caused Wang Huailin to be dumbstruck and suffer a huge blow.
Finally, he couldn't take the blow and decided that what the eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't grieve over. He turned around and went back into his cave. Originally, he had taught the Violent Wind Fast Sword to Chu Mu in order to befriend Chu Mu. This was because, based on his decades of experience in reading people, Chu Mu wasn't someone a normal sword practitioner could compare to.
However, the Gale Fast Sword was only a Low Rank Mortal Realm sword art. It was a common sword art. Using it to make friends with a promising Sword Of Gojoseon was still worth it.
Chu Mu didn't care about Wang Huailin's departure. Instead, he stood in the open space, pulled out his sword, and started to practice the Gale Fast Sword.
Just as Wang Huailin was teaching Chu Mu the Gale Fast Sword, an old man in a grey robe was standing outside a cave. His face was pale, and his eyes were lifeless. He was looking at Chu Mu.
The essence of the Gale Fast Sword was speed.
Speed was the essence of the Tempest Swift Sword. It was the purpose of the sword technique, which was to pursue speed and fuse it with the laws of wind. If one pursued even faster and fused it with the laws of wind, the speed of the sword would be extremely fast. Once the speed was fused together, it would form the howling winds.
After Wang Huailin's explanation, Chu Mu immediately understood. Apart from his outstanding comprehension ability, it was also because of his solid foundation in the sword arts.
Sword arts were the foundation. No matter if it was a sword skill, a sword secret, or a sword art, they all started from the sword arts. Even the sword artists in the Ancient God World would start with the sword arts first. They would only start with the sword arts after mastering the basic sword arts.
With his outstanding comprehension ability and solid foundation, Chu Mu was able to learn the Gale Fast Sword right away.
Chu Mu took a stance, condensed his aura, and changed his aura. A gust of wind blew past his body, causing Chu Mu's black hair and robe to flutter.
With a low shout, his aura surged. The power of his right arm holding the sword burst out instantly. The sword was slashed out at the fastest speed. The rules of the wind were integrated into the sword, and a gust of wind whistled out. The second sword, the third sword, the fourth sword …
The swords connected, and the gust of wind whistled, forming a gale. However, when he reached the seventh sword, Chu Mu frowned. His hand movements stopped, and the gust of wind dispersed, blowing away the sand and stones.
Chu Mu pondered.
The essence of the Violent Wind Fast Sword was speed, but it wasn't a haphazard speed. Instead, it was a methodical speed. It could be said that in the Violent Wind Fast Sword technique, the first sword was the slowest. The second and third sword would follow one sword after another, and each sword's speed would gradually increase. Although it wasn't very obvious, when he had just attacked, the first sword was the fastest. From the second to the seventh sword, Chu Mu felt that they had slowed down, although it was only a slight decrease.
Chu Mu knew that he must have not comprehended something.
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