(I'll add one more update today, take the girl you want.)
The power of the Taichu Sword Origin Body, a middle-grade spirit body, was beyond Chen Zong's imagination. It was an unexpected surprise. Once the hidden power was stimulated, it could increase the power of the Taichu Sword Origin by sixty percent, greatly increasing his strength.
Cultivation techniques were the foundation, and also a very important part of one's strength. Without the power of the cultivation technique, it would be hard to exert the mysteries of many martial arts, not to mention their power.
Quantity and mastery were constantly excavating the potential of the Taichu Sword Origin Body, turning it into power.
On the other side, Chen Zong was also cultivating the Taichu Sword Origin Technique.
The Taichu Sword Origin Body was transformed from the Taichu Sword Origin Technique, and was closely related to the cultivation technique. While improving the cultivation technique, it was also improving the physique, killing two birds with one stone.
While cultivating the cultivation technique and comprehending the physique, Chen Zong also paid attention to the transformation after the Yin and Yang Dao Will and the Wind, Fire, and Thunder Dao Will collided in his Spirit Sea. However, that transformation was not under his control, and seemed to happen spontaneously.
He didn't know when the transformation would end.
He was looking forward to it. Perhaps it would give him a surprise when the time came.
The Heavy Vanguard was fast, but the void was vast and boundless. Therefore, as he kept flying, he could still see the same scenery.
Chen Zong meditated in the cabin for a while, then walked out and went to the deck.
The Heavy Vanguard was huge, and so was the deck. It was very spacious, surrounded by a one meter tall fence, and then a layer of almost transparent film. It was the protective cover of the Heavy Vanguard, which had an extremely strong defensive power. It was said that it could resist the attack of the Spirit Realm without breaking.
Standing at the edge of the deck and looking around, Chen Zong withdrew his gaze and pulled out his sword. He held the sword horizontally in front of him and slowly raised it up, like an incense stick facing the sky.
His expression was cold and solemn. His eyes focused as if he was gazing at the sword. As his mind focused, a sharp light bloomed in the depth of his pupils.
His body straightened, his back like a sword. In a flash, his aura and the aura of the sword in his hand merged into one.
It was as if what stood on the deck was not a person, but a sword, a peerlessly sharp sword.
Just then, the child-faced Second Miss hopped out of the cabin and onto the deck. When she saw Chen Zong, her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly. Just as she was about to cry out in surprise, she seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly covered her mouth with both hands. She didn't want to make any sound, for fear of disturbing Chen Zong.
"She looks very powerful. She doesn't seem to be inferior to Big Sister." Second Miss exclaimed in her heart. She then shook her head. "No, Elder Sister is the most powerful. He definitely can't compare to Elder Sister, but he's not bad either."
Although she didn't put much effort into her cultivation, her family's knowledge and talent had given her extraordinary insight. She could more or less see some mysteries.
"This aura, could it be that he's comparable to the First Miss?" In another place, the expression of the grey-robed middle-aged man, who was secretly observing the situation, changed slightly. He found it hard to believe.
The First Miss was the number one genius in the family and a famous peerless talent in this star. She ranked in the top three or even higher. Her swordsmanship was superb, and her foundation in swordsmanship was extremely solid.
But now, a person who came from an unknown remote star was actually comparable to the First Miss.
Illusion!
It must be an illusion. Maybe his aura was condensed, but it was not enough to compare with the First Miss.
Chen Zong didn't seem to notice or didn't care that someone was watching. It didn't matter at all.
He was sincere and upright!
He waved his sword!
He waved his sword. The trajectory was simple and clear. The speed of the sword was not fast at all. It could be seen clearly.
A very simple swordsmanship was displayed.
It seemed to be a basic swordsmanship, but it was more comprehensive than the ordinary basic swordsmanship.
Chen Zong displayed it over and over again. There were dozens of styles in this swordsmanship, including all the skills of swordsmanship. It was many times more complicated than the ordinary basic swordsmanship.
This was Chen Zong's accumulation of swordsmanship.
The Second Miss felt bored as she watched.
She had never been interested in cultivation. Otherwise, she wouldn't be a low-level Demigod now.
"It's a very comprehensive basic swordsmanship, but it's too comprehensive." The middle-aged man in gray couldn't help shaking his head.
Being all-rounded sounded good, but to the strong, being all-rounded often meant being mediocre.
This was because every cultivator's time and energy were limited. Therefore, they would usually choose one or a few aspects to improve and become stronger.
It was especially so in the Spirit Realm. They chose one or two aspects of each aspect to reach the Spirit Realm.
If one wanted to be comprehensive, not only would it be many times more difficult, but it would also be impossible to make a breakthrough.
"You're on the wrong path." The middle-aged man in gray shook his head again. Suddenly, he had an idea. Maybe he should give some advice to Chen Zong. Then he shook his head. No need. After all, Chen Zong had nothing to do with him.
Not everyone was qualified to receive advice from a Spirit Realm expert. Even if he was in the lowest level of the Spirit Realm, there was a huge gap between him and a Demigod.
The Spirit Realm!
It was a higher transformation of life. It was an infinite improvement of the realm. It was a leap from the stars to the void.
No matter how low the Spirit Realm was, it was still unattainable for practitioners in the Demigod Realm.
This gap was insurmountable.
Chen Zong didn't know the thoughts of a Spirit Realm expert, and he didn't care. His Sword Principle was firm. Since he had stepped on the path of cultivation, he had been constantly moving forward. Perhaps he had made mistakes, but he had corrected them step by step with his own ability and improved step by step.
Until now!
The more outstanding a genius was, the more determined he was, and the less likely he was to be influenced by the outside world.
This basic sword technique had been taught to Chen Zong by his elder sister, Chen Chu Yun. It had been perfected by Chen Zong's own cultivation, and it had become his own basic sword technique. It included all sword techniques, and it might not be suitable for others, but it was most suitable for himself.
It was best if it was suitable for himself.
After all, this was someone else's place. Therefore, Chen Zong only practiced the basic swordsmanship and didn't use any other means. It was inconvenient.
After practicing the basic swordsmanship for a few times, Chen Zong returned to his cabin and continued his cultivation.
Days went by like this.
On this day, the second young lady named Lin Weihan carried a very exquisite looking long sword and wanted to compete with Chen Zong in swordsmanship.
Chen Zong had just finished practicing the basic swordsmanship. He was moved and agreed.
"Take this!" Lin Wei Han shouted. Her sword left its scabbard and turned into a cold light that pierced through the air.
Chen Zong's eyes suddenly lit up.
The sword that was thrusting towards Ye Xiwen seemed simple and direct. It was a straight line that pierced through the air. In the eyes of those who were not strong enough, they would have this kind of feeling. However, there was an incomparably shocking chill condensed within it.
But in Chen Zong's eyes, this sword was very exquisite. The martial arts in it were very profound. It was obviously a move of a very profound swordsmanship.
Of course, the swordsmanship was a good one, but when used by Lin Weiyin, it was nothing. It was sloppy and ordinary. It could only be said that Lin Weiyin didn't put much effort into the swordsmanship. She couldn't display the mysteries in it.
Chen Zong didn't fight back. Instead, he moved his feet and easily avoided it.
Lin Weihan immediately changed her stance. Her body followed the movement of her sword, and with a light leap, her petite body shot out with her sword. An extreme chill permeated the air, and vaguely, one could see the illusory image of snowflakes condensing around her body, sprinkling down.
This time, Chen Zong didn't dodge. Instead, he attacked with his sword.
It looked like one sword, but in fact, there were many swords. They shattered the shadows of snowflakes and defeated the sword momentum.
The sword momentum was defeated. The cold aura that Lin Weiyin gathered also dissipated in an instant. That sword couldn't be wielded.
"Have you seen our Lin family's Cold Flying Snow Sword?" Lin Weihan held the long sword and tilted her head. Her big eyes stared at Chen Zong. They were full of curiosity and inquiry. It was as if she wanted to see through Chen Zong.
"No." Chen Zong silently recited the name of the swordsmanship. Then, he shook his head.
Indeed, he had never seen or heard of it. However, it seemed to be a very good swordsmanship. The concept was very profound.
What a pity.
If only he could see the true face of the swordsmanship, how good would that be?
Lin Weihan's swordsmanship wasn't enough to display the subtlety of this swordsmanship.
"Then how did you break my sword momentum?" Lin Weihan blinked her eyes to show her dissatisfaction.
Chen Zong smiled but didn't say anything. If he told the truth, it would probably hurt her. It was better not to say it.
Lin Weihan pouted. She seemed to know what Chen Zong meant. Then, she put on a fierce look and said, "I am very powerful. Don't underestimate me. It's just that … it's just that …"
As she spoke, she was embarrassed to continue. After all, she neglected her cultivation. Everyone in the family knew about it.
"Humph, if my sister used the Cold Flying Snow Sword, you would definitely be no match for her." Lin Weihan said fiercely. Then, she turned around and left with her sword. She didn't want to talk to Chen Zong anymore.
Chen Zong didn't respond. He was thinking about the sister she mentioned. She seemed to be very powerful. He could see for himself.
Coming to the void, Chen Zong was full of curiosity about all the geniuses.
As time passed, Chen Zong cultivated, cultivated, cultivated, and cultivated. According to Lin Weihan, Chen Zong was a cultivation maniac, just like her sister.
Although it was boring, Lin Weihan would sometimes look for Chen Zong to chat. This was because the people on the Heavy Front were all from the Lin family. They were either too familiar with each other, or there was a difference in status. It was rare to find someone who wasn't from the Lin family. He was also younger and could talk to him.
Little did she know that when the young disciples of the Lin family saw this scene, their eyes were spitting fire.
The second miss was much more approachable than the eldest miss. In their hearts, she was a goddess. If they could get close to her, they would be willing to die.
If they could win the heart of the second miss, it would be equivalent to saving hundreds or even thousands of years of hard work. They would become important figures in the Lin family, or at least hold some power.
Now, a country bumpkin from some unknown remote planet could win the favor of the second miss. Just thinking about it made them angry.
Anger made people lose their minds. They would do things that went against common sense, or do things that they wouldn't normally do.
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