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Chapter 962

Words:2743Update:22/08/21 00:48:12

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Ge Kong found it extremely difficult to breathe, as if he was about to suffocate.

"Hahahaha …" Zhang Tiekuang suddenly laughed wildly. He covered his forehead with one hand and laughed so hard that he was convulsing. Ge Kong's face was full of uncertainty and nervousness. Chen Zong, on the other hand, was as calm as water in an ancient well, without any ripples. Immediately, the wild laughter stopped. Zhang Tiekuang straightened his body, and a terrifying aura soared into the sky. "This is the first time I've met someone as interesting as you. Take my sword, and we'll call it quits for now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed. It turned into a cold electric light, piercing through the air as if it could cut through gold and jade. Its aura was awe-inspiring, and the sword light was unstoppable, as if it could pierce through anything. Like a bolt of lightning, Chen Zong faintly smelled a cold metallic scent.

The ear-piercing shriek was like a demon's voice, fiercely piercing into Ge Kong's ears. Ge Kong felt as if his eardrums were pierced, and his brain was being ruthlessly stirred by an invisible blade. His face was full of pain.

Chen Zong's expression remained unchanged, as if this was not a fierce sword that could pierce through anything, but a gentle breeze.

Just as the sharp and hard sword light was about to pierce him, Chen Zong's body suddenly swayed and disappeared, causing the sword to miss. The long sword paused, but the terrifying sword light pierced through the air, forming a shocking sword pressure. Like a vacuum sword Qi, it shot into the distance and pierced through a wooden pillar.

Since his sword had missed, Zhang Tiekuang was about to swing his sword a second time, but then he remembered what he had said. He stopped in mid-air, his expression uncertain. Soon after, he returned to normal and sheathed his long sword.

"The Outer Sect Competition will be held in a month. I hope you can enter the finals." Zhang Tiekuang stared deeply at Chen Zong, then turned and strode away.

After Zhang Tiekuang left, Ge Kong let out a sigh of relief. He walked towards Chen Zong, still in a state of shock, and patted his chest.

"Brother," Ge Kong called out while giving a thumbs up. He admired Chen Zong to the extreme.

This was Zhang Tiekuang, the Saber and Sword Maniac, who was ranked third among the outer sect disciples. Although he looked sixteen or seventeen years old, he was actually fifteen years old. His talent was much better than that of Chen Qingzong's. Moreover, his sword and saber skills were both of the Mortal Level, Upper Level, and he had already reached the Great Success stage. His strength was terrifying.

In the face of such a person, even Ge Kong himself found it difficult to breathe, but Chen Zong was still able to confront him head-on.

"Cultivate well. One day, you'll be more powerful than him," Chen Zong said with a smile.

"I don't dare to think about it. As long as I can perform well in the Outer Sect Tournament in a month's time, I'll be satisfied." Ge Kong smiled bitterly.

Every Sect would hold a Sect Competition every once in a while to differentiate between the Outer and Inner Sects.

The Blue Cloud Sect's Outer Sect Disciple Competition was in a month's time. This was also the reason why Chen Zong was not in a hurry to apply to become an Inner Sect disciple.

If he applied now, he could become an Inner Sect disciple with his own strength, but there were not many benefits. At most, he could choose a Mortal Level, Upper Level martial art for free.

However, if he performed well in the Outer Sect Tournament and entered the top ten, he would be rewarded. If he entered the top three, the rewards would be even better, and he could become an Inner Sect disciple.

Chen Zong was very clear on what to choose.

The following days, Chen Zong lived peacefully. Zhang Tiekuang did not come to his door again, and Cao Tianxiong did not come to Chen Zong either. After all, he was not a match for Chen Zong, and he would only be humiliating himself if he came.

Every day, Chen Zong cultivated in his own residence.

The residence of an ordinary outer sect disciple was very ordinary. It was only a wooden house, and the facilities inside were also very simple.

On the wooden bed, Chen Zong sat cross legged and cultivated the White Mist Method. The White Mist Qi from the seventh layer of the White Mist Method was very pure. It continuously circulated around Chen Zong's meridians.

Wisps of white mist filled the air around his body.

Every layer of a Mortal Level, Upper Level Method would open three meridians. The seventh layer of the White Mist Method would open a total of 21 meridians. When a Foundation Realm cultivator broke through, they would also open their meridians.

However, the meridians opened by cultivation were different from the meridians opened by cultivation methods.

In this world, the human body had nine heavenly meridians and nine earth meridians. Together, there were eighteen heavenly meridians and earth meridians. The first layer of the Foundation Realm needed to open one heavenly meridian and one earth meridian. The second layer needed to open two heavenly meridians and two earth meridians.

The ninth layer of the Foundation Realm needed to open up nine heavenly meridians and nine earth meridians.

The eighteen heavenly meridians and earth meridians were the main meridians in the human body. The rest were called auxiliary meridians. In terms of size, the auxiliary meridians could not compare to the main meridians.

The main meridians were independent, but the auxiliary meridians existed according to the main meridians, and in turn assisted the main meridians. This was also the relationship between cultivation and cultivation.

They complemented each other!

The white mist on the seventh layer had opened up 21 auxiliary meridians, which was of great help to one's cultivation. In fact, the more auxiliary meridians that were opened up, the faster a cultivator's cultivation speed would be. Moreover, the amount of Zhen Qi that could be stored in one's body would also be greater. Furthermore, the Zhen Qi that could be circulated through various meridians would also be purer.

Suddenly, the white mist around Chen Zong's body fluctuated and seemed to have increased a bit. The amount of true qi inside his body also increased and its purity increased a bit.

Mid stage of the eighth layer of the Foundation Realm!

However, this was not the end. Then a familiar feeling appeared in Chen Zong's heart. All the mysteries of the White Mist Method appeared in his mind.

The principles of the White Mist Method, the process of its creation, the analysis of its details, and everything else appeared in his mind. Not long after, all the mysteries of the White Mist Method had been grasped by Chen Zong. The white mist true qi inside his body suddenly surged. Every time it surged, it was refined and became even purer.

The white mist of Real Qi outside Chen Zong's body became denser and denser. It quickly diffused into the air and shrank. Finally, it condensed into a ball of white mist. It became the size of a fist and condensed into a solid substance. Then, it suddenly exploded and turned into countless white mists that covered Chen Zong's entire body.

Traces of white mist entered Chen Zong's body and seemed to disappear. Chen Zong's body became ethereal, as if he was shrouded in a cloud, making it difficult to grasp.

Martial intent!

White Mist Method martial intent!

A cultivation method martial intent was much more difficult to grasp than a martial art martial intent. But so far, Chen Zong had succeeded in comprehending all the mysteries of the White Mist Method. It was as if he had gone through the process of creating the White Mist Method and grasped the martial intent.

Feeling the white mist true qi around his body, Chen Zong found that its purity had increased by 50%. It had increased by a full 50%. This was undoubtedly terrifying. It had obviously increased Chen Zong's strength.

A martial art martial intent could be used or not, but a cultivation method martial intent could not be used. Once a martial intent was grasped, true qi would change and could not be hidden.

In addition to his true qi becoming purer, once he revolved the White Mist Method, the characteristics of the white mist true qi would be stimulated, causing Chen Zong's body to become somewhat illusory.

He was clearly standing motionless in his original position, but it would give people a sense of unreality.

Was there a benefit to this?

Of course there was. A sense of unreality would affect the enemy's judgment.

In a battle, judgment was very important. A single mistake could be fatal.

Speaking of which, a cultivation method martial intent was much more difficult to comprehend than a martial art martial intent, but it was also much more useful. This was because a martial art martial intent purely increased the power of a martial art. But a cultivation method martial intent could not only increase the purity of true qi and increase the power, but it could also derive the characteristics of a cultivation method.

"I've comprehended the martial intent of the White Mist Method. I've also grasped the martial intent of the Soaring Swan Sword Technique and the Azure Light Sword Technique. I've also grasped the martial intent of the Leaping Ape Leopard Movement Technique …" Chen Zong finished his cultivation and began to ponder. This was a habit left over from the past.

It seemed that in terms of cultivation methods and martial arts, there was nothing left to cultivate.

In the previous world, there were many sword techniques accumulated, but they were incompatible with this world. Chen Zong did not have the slightest clue to perfect them. After all, he did not have enough understanding of this world's cultivation methods.

He could go to the Azure Cloud Sword Martial Pavilion to exchange for martial arts, but with Chen Zong's current merit points, he could at most exchange for a medium-grade mortal level martial art. A high-grade mortal level martial art was very difficult, so he might as well not.

"Since it's like this, I'll wholeheartedly comprehend the Heart Sword Sutra." Chen Zong thought to himself.

The more he comprehended the Heart Sword Sutra, the more he felt that it was unfathomable. It was simply indescribable.

Ge Kong came to Chen Zong every few days, and Chen Zong also took some time out of his cultivation to give him pointers. This allowed Ge Kong's cultivation method to improve by quite a bit.

Compared to his cultivation method, the improvement of his sword technique was more obvious.

… …

"In the Outer Sect Tournament, I must obtain a good ranking." Cao Tianxiong said fiercely, his eyes cold and ferocious. Whenever he thought of the scene where he was defeated by Chen Qingzong in a single strike, he would be enraged. Over this period of time, he had been training even harder in order to defeat Chen Qingzong, and also to obtain a good ranking in the upcoming Outer Sect Tournament.

In an independent courtyard, Zhang Tie's upper body was naked. Every muscle was wriggling and covered in sweat. Under the sunlight, it shone with a dazzling light.

With a saber and a sword in his hands, he constantly slashed out. The saber and sword collided like a dragon or a tiger, ferocious and tyrannical.

The saber light and sword shadows turned into a storm, wreaking havoc in the courtyard. The whistling sound was terrifying.

Although he was one of the top ten outer sect disciples and ranked third, Zhang Tie was not satisfied. His goal was to be first.

Either he did not do it, or he did it best.

With such a firm belief, Zhang Tie started to cultivate even harder.

In another courtyard, the decorations were slightly different. In the corner, there were several green bamboos. Each of them was straight and had lush leaves. They looked full of vitality.

In front of the bamboos stood a tall and graceful figure wearing a dark green robe. Her slender legs under the robe were especially eye-catching.

This was a beautiful girl who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her long ponytail added a bit of heroic spirit to her.

Her bright and clear eyes were staring at a leaf of a green bamboo, as if she wanted to see the flower on the leaf.

She was the second strongest outer sect disciple, Ye Xi Jun, known as the Green Luo Sword.

Although Ye Xi Jun was a girl, her ambition surpassed many men. Otherwise, she would not have been able to stand out among more than a thousand outer sect disciples and be ranked second.

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