Thus, Zhu Yao, whose body had accumulated impurities for thirty-three years, squatted in the toilet for an entire day. Even with the cultivation of a Foundation Paragon, she could not even stand up. By the time she returned to the courtyard, the moon was already bright and the stars were sparse. She didn't know where her master had gone.
Zhu Yao mustered up the last bit of her strength, and took a bath in the pool at the mountain peak. Only then did she crawl all the way back to her room. This Body Cleansing Art was too life-threatening.
From tomorrow onwards, she would abstain from food. This was Zhu Yao's most resolute thought in the house.
She slowly closed her eyes. Oh right, she seemed to have forgotten something today? Forget it, I'll sleep first.
In these five years, Zhu Yao's only achievement, was to memorize all the Mystic Arts that could be cultivated under the Azoth Core realm. As someone who had experienced examination-oriented education and crossed the one-log bridge of the college entrance examination, memorizing was a piece of cake. Furthermore, her master would often explain to her the method of operating the cultivation method. She had accumulated five years of basic theoretical knowledge.
Now that his cultivation had increased, it was much faster to put it into practical use. Basically, he would learn it after trying a dozen times. Occasionally, when it was too difficult, his master would guide him from the side, and he would be able to understand it thoroughly. Hence, in the past three months, Zhu Yao had been desperately learning the Mystic Arts that she had fallen behind.
There was only one skill that she could not defeat, and that was the Imperial Sword Technique.
Looking at his disciple who once again fell from a height of less than four meters, Yu Yan let out a long sigh.
Zhu Yao wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Crawling up, she picked up the longsword at the side, her face was filled with defeat. No matter how powerful an Immortal was, he would not be able to withstand acrophobia!
That's right, Zhu Yao was afraid of heights. At places that were slightly higher, her legs had already turned soft, let alone when she was standing on such a tiny sword, flying around. It's scary, okay?
"Master, can I not use a sword?" As an immortal cultivator, not being able to fly was indeed very degrading. It was just that her fear of heights was an irresistible reason. "I'm really afraid of heights. My legs turn to jelly when I stand on it. It would be better to change to a wider weapon and have a wider field of vision. "At least she would feel safer.
Yu Yan glanced at her, and seriously began to ponder this question. Actually, in Ancient Hill Sect, there were indeed people with various types of weapons, and there were various types of flying mystic tools as well. However, the majority of them were swords, because swords were still the most powerful of all weapons. Furthermore, Ancient Hill Sect was famed for their sword arts. He was also good at swordsmanship.
"What kind of weapon do you want?"
"I'm not asking for much. I just want something that's a little wide, easy to use, and can be used both offensively and defensively. It's best if it can shrink and contract freely. "
Yu Yan sighed, and pondered for a moment. "Regarding the weapon, I will think of a way. For the next few days, practice more of the other Mystic Arts. A month later, follow me to participate in the Inter-Sect Tournament."
"The Inter-Sect Tournament!" In that case, she could leave the mountain. Wait a minute. "I … Do I have to participate as well?" She didn't even know how to ride a sword. If she went, she would be instantly killed. Didn't they say that only the top three in the sect's martial arts competition could participate?
Yu Yan indifferently glanced at her. "You just have to watch."
"…" So they were just onlookers, but why did she feel inexplicably displeased with her master's gaze?
"Although you are already in the Foundation Building realm, your cultivation has advanced too quickly, and you are not proficient in many spells. Watching other people's fights will be beneficial to you."
Zhu Yao nodded. Indeed, her actual combat experience was equivalent to zero. Although she had learned the spells by rote, it was still a problem to see if she could put them to use. Even if the opponent's cultivation was much lower than hers, if they were to fight, she might not be able to win.
This was just like learning multiplication in the beginning. Anyone could memorize the multiplication table, and multiplication of single digits, could even be said out of their mouths. Everyone knew that two times two equals four, but what about twenty-two times two? This required accumulating experience and searching for methods, in order to calculate it in the shortest time possible.
The same was true for spells. Although everyone's spiritual energy was high and low, it was still the same. Although everyone's spiritual energy was high and low, the speed at which you attacked, and the way you used your Mystic Arts were all different. These were the crux of victory.
"Master, I understand." Zhu Yao clenched her fists. This was the first time she treated cultivation seriously ever since she crossed over to this world.
Yu Yan nodded. After explaining to her the essentials of a few Mystic Arts, he turned around and left.
Zhu Yao began to seriously practice these Mystic Arts as well. The majority of the Mystic Arts she practiced were lightning-type Mystic Arts, and their attack power was extremely strong. Like the Lightning Guiding Art. As the name suggested, when the Mystic Art was activated, she would use her spiritual energy to gather a bolt of lightning. Her master said that when she reached the Nascent Soul stage, she would be able to comprehend the Great Lightning Guiding Art. When that time comes, it would not be a single bolt of lightning, but thousands of lightning bolts. There was another Mystic Art called Heavenly Descent. It was currently the strongest Mystic Art she knew. With her current spiritual energy, she could barely cast it once. The difference between Heavenly Descent and Lightning Guiding Art was that Lightning Guiding simply used her own spiritual energy to form lightning bolts. As for Heavenly Descent, it would directly attract heavenly lightning bolts to descend. However, this Mystic Art could completely drain her spiritual energy once it was cast. If she missed, she could only lie on the ground and wait for death.
Of course, other than these, she still needed to use other types of Mystic Arts as well. However, she had to first convert the lightning spiritual energy in her body into the corresponding spiritual energy that could be used to cast Mystic Arts, before she could cast them. For example, the Fireball Art. She had to first convert her lightning spiritual energy into fire spiritual energy before she could cast it. Putting aside the fact that this was time-consuming, it was even more exhausting.
However, it was impossible for a practitioner to only use one type of Mystic Art. Her master had also said that she could not focus on only one type. As a Lightning Spirit Vein holder, she would only be considered capable if she could learn other types of Mystic Arts well.
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A month later. It was the day of the Inter-Sect Tournament.
Three days ago, Zhu Yao felt that the atmosphere in the Sect was different. Even the usually cold Jade Forest Mountain, would occasionally have disciples passing by. Although they could not enter, with Zhu Yao's current divine sense, she could still sense them.
Zhu Yao felt that a huge wave of excitement was approaching. However … She could not leave.
Ever since her spiritual energy went berserk back then, her master once again reinforced the formation. This time, even paper cranes could not fly in. After knowing the truth, Zhu Yao's tears fell.
Although her master had once promised to bring her out to watch the tournament, in these three days, she simply could not find his figure. She had turned the entire Jade Forest Mountain upside down, yet, she could not find her master's figure.
No, to be precise, she had not seen her own master for a month. After he taught her Mystic Arts that day, he disappeared. Although he would often disappear without a single word in the past, it had never been this long. If not because she could not leave Jade Forest Mountain, she would have reported his disappearance to the Sect Master.
Master, hurry and come back to walk your disciple. I want to go out! Scratch the door!!
Zhu Yao bitterly waited for an entire morning, and only when it was noon, did her master, who had disappeared for a month, finally return. Zhu Yao could not help but shoot a hundred thousand volts of resentment light wave at him.
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