"I'm the Rain Hall Master of the sacred cult and people call me Little Rain Master. How are your spells?"
Qin Mu walked to the next room and there was a woman in the room. Her face was painted with strange markings and she wore a feather crown on her head. She held a bamboo cane with the tail of an unknown beast tied to it. It had twenty-four segments and corresponded to the twenty-four solar terms. The woman smiled, "Let's compete in spells in this room!"
Qin Mu shook his head, "I don't know spells. Can martial arts practitioners of Spirit Embryo Realm learn spells? "
The woman smiled, "Why can't they? Vital qi is magic power and those who know spells can cast spells. Cult Mistress is the existence at the peak of spells in our cult. Didn't she teach you? When I was in Spirit Embryo Realm, I had already started to roam the martial world and cast spells for rain for the people. Whenever there was a drought, the people would invite me over and that's why they called me Witch. After my cultivation became higher and my reputation grew, I was called Little Rain Master. I'm indebted to Cult Mistress for thinking highly of me and conferred me as the Rain Hall Master. However, I'm still inferior to Cult Mistress. Back then, she was chosen as the saintess and I wasn't. "
Qin Mu was bewildered, "How do you fight with spells?"
Rain Hall Master smacked her forehead and sighed, "Why don't you know anything? Since ancient times, there has been a battle between spells and battle. Those who cultivate spells and those who cultivate battle techniques would often fight to the death. Both sides would think that the other side was a heretic and had to be killed. Now, everyone is amiable when they meet, but in the past, if you ran to a divine arts practitioner who cultivated spells and said that you cultivated battle techniques, you would be sliced into pieces in the next instant! The battle power of those who cultivate spells is much stronger than you can imagine! "
Qin Mu asked curiously, "Is Imperial Sword Technique a spell?"
"No, it isn't."
Rain Hall Master shook her head and said, "Sword Control Technique belonged to battle techniques in the past, but the divine arts practitioners of Sword Control Technique thought that they were on the right path and called themselves the divine arts sect. Those who cultivated battle techniques and spells were all evil and had to be killed. That was why Yankang National Preceptor held a meeting and challenged all the strong practitioners of battle techniques in the world to cripple those who cultivated battle techniques. Didn't Cult Mistress tell you about this? "
Qin Mu frowned, "Why are they always fighting? Aren't battle techniques, sword techniques, and spells all divine arts? Wouldn't it be better to combine the strengths of all three? "
Rain Hall Master didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "A person's energy is limited. How can he have the time to cultivate all three paths to a high level? Delving into one would exhaust a lifetime of time and wisdom, and it would be difficult to cultivate to the peak. Since everyone cultivates different things, then there will be competition. No one is willing to submit to the other, so naturally, they will fight to the death. "
Qin Mu's spirit was roused as he said, "Sister, execute your spell and let me see. I've never seen a spell before! "
The Rain Hall Master raised her slender jade-like hand and pointed her five fingers downwards. With a lift and a shake, mist immediately gushed out from the room, followed by the pitter-patter of rain.
Qin Mu looked carefully and saw that after the rainwater fell to the ground, it flowed up the wall in a cycle.
Rain Hall Master waved her hand, and the lines of rain became clear like the strings of a zither. Rain Hall Master spread out her ten fingers and plucked the lines of rain. Zither music resounded in the room, and the rainwater transformed into a flood dragon that surged towards Qin Mu!
Qin Mu stretched out his hand and grabbed the seven inches of the flood dragon. With a snap, he crushed the flood dragon.
Rain Hall Master was astonished. Her hands quickly plucked the zither strings, and the rainwater transformed into knives, spears, swords, and halberds that attacked Qin Mu from all directions. Their speed was extremely fast, and the temperature of the air was rapidly dropping. The rainwater froze, and the knives, spears, swords, and halberds became even stronger!
Qin Mu flicked his ten fingers and shattered the knives, spears, swords, and halberds that were attacking him. He said, "So this is a spell. Sister, is this move of mine also considered a spell?"
Blazing flames suddenly ignited in his hands, and he used his hands as knives to slash repeatedly, sending Rain Hall Master flying.
Rain Hall Master fell into the courtyard, and her shocked and angry voice rang out, "You heretic of the battle technique sect, using battle techniques as spells …"
Qin Mu walked to the next room and saw a burly man with a stubble in the room. He was half kneeling and half sitting with a rectangular sword case beside him. There was a bronze buckle on the sword case that was fastened tightly.
"I'm Sword Hall Master."
That burly man didn't get up and remained half kneeling and half sitting. "You're carrying a sword pouch, so you should know sword skills. Let us compete in sword skills today."
Qin Mu shook his head and said, "I've never learned sword skills."
That Sword Hall Master raised his head and said in astonishment, "If you haven't learned sword skills, why are you carrying a sword pouch? Cult Mistress hasn't taught you sword skills? "
Qin Mu shook his head and said, "Granny said that there's a person in the village who has the number one sword skill in the world, so she can't teach Heavenly Devil Cult's sword skills to me in case I don't teach them anymore."
"Number one sword skill in the world?"
Sword Hall Master's tiger-like eyes opened wide, and his gaze was incomparably sharp. It was like two sword lights that pierced into Qin Mu's heart. He sneered and said, "Who dares to boast so much? Learn a sword skill from him, I want to see how much stronger the so-called number one sword in the world can be compared to my sacred cult! "
Qin Mu blinked his eyes and said, "I've also learned other things like Thunderclap Eight Strikes, Heaven Pilfering Divine Legs, Pig Slaughtering Knife Skills, I've also learned spear skills, painting skills, hammer skills …"
Sword Hall Master gently caressed the sword case beside him and said coldly, "I only want to see your so-called number one sword skill in the world! Everything else is bullsh * t! "
Qin Mu was helpless and could only walk out of the wooden building and return to Disabled Elderly Village to explain the matter to Madam Si.
Madam Si said angrily, "Sword Hall is so stubborn, he doesn't know how to be flexible! Mu 'er, you too, use your knife to chop him to death! "
Qin Mu muttered, "That's an unfair victory."
Madam Si held his hand and walked to the entrance of the village. At the entrance of the village, Village Chief and Apothecary were still brewing tea while the young patriarch sat opposite them. The three of them drank tea together.
"Village Chief, Sword Hall Master insists on competing in sword skills with Mu 'er."
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