Ten Directions Sword Master

Swords flashed in the courtyard, exuding a chilling aura; each move was bold and powerful, with the force of a falling star.

The bronze puppets used as targets were covered with sword marks of varying depths, the most recent of which had severed limbs or broken arms.

It took a full cup of tea's time for him to sheathe his sword and stand still. The young man with the sword exhaled deeply, his temples were neat, and his internal energy was stable.

Despite his youthful appearance, he is a rare innate martial saint.

"Those who spy on my swordsmanship deserve to die!"

The young man's eyes flashed like lightning, and he suddenly turned to the pavilion across the street. Ten feet away, the trees were dense and the view was indistinct.

His shout interrupted the movement, and a dark figure leaped up, its feet barely touching the ground, like a nimble lynx bounding across the rooftop.

He took a large step, his stride was not big, but he leaped more than ten feet.

With steady steps, as if he didn't need to catch his breath, he caught up with the shadowy figure after several dozen steps.

"Great Hero Bai, please hold your hand. I am an envoy from the Misty Rain Pavilion. I invite you to discuss our important plans..."

The shadowy figure was a middle-aged man, who cursed inwardly that the organization's internal intelligence was wrong.

It is said that Bai Wuming's swordsmanship is divine and his cultivation has just entered the Innate Realm. However, his posture is no less oppressive than that of those Innate Martial Saints who have been famous for many years.

The only response he received was a wooden sword, which cleaved down from above with the force of a falling star.

The middle-aged man, who was at his limit after birth, was struck by lightning and stood frozen in place, motionless.

The young man searched him and took a sealed letter with sealing wax. A while later, a patrol officer passed by and saw this scene. He shouted and attracted a crowd of onlookers.

The man was bleeding from all seven orifices and had long since stopped breathing, but his body did not fall down because his legs were stuck several inches into the ground, fixing him in place.

……

"The Huangjing Buqi Pill has a very strong medicinal effect. Real-world pills seem to be gentler and more nourishing. I wonder if it's due to differences in the manufacturing process or the ingredients used."

The wooden sword in his hand was cracked, and Lu Li casually tossed it into the pile of firewood.

When someone uses a wooden sword to perform the Cold Dew Style, achieving the effect of killing without damaging the sword, it might signify that their overall swordsmanship has reached a new level.

Having been in Dakang World for more than half a month, I first used the Seventy-Two Seasonal Chart to focus on mastering the Cold Dew Sword Style.

After taking another Huangjing Qi-boosting pill, along with the gall bladder of the Golden-Eyed White Python in his body, he broke through to the late stage of Qi Refining in one fell swoop.

It can be said that good news keeps coming one after another.

It seems that completely relaxing one's mind and cultivating in an environment free from crowds is also a way to adjust one's state of mind.

I never expected to be spied on while practicing swordsmanship at dawn. It seems that my return to the Great Kang world has already been discovered by someone with ulterior motives.

Bai Wuming rose to prominence like a comet, his identity and origins shrouded in mystery, his martial arts lineage unknown, and he acted without restraint, ruthlessly killing to achieve his goals.

This vague image remains in the martial arts world, so how could anyone not be curious?

Especially when the world is in chaos, the strongest army and the most powerful horses are kings, and all forces are recruiting soldiers and horses.

He had heard of this Misty Rain Pavilion before. It was originally founded by a leisurely prince who gathered a group of entertainers who played musical instruments and sang songs to entertain him.

It is unclear when, but their power has grown to become the largest force in both the legitimate and criminal worlds.

The group has over 10,000 members, and even has three innate martial saints in charge.

It's easy to see that the idle prince had his eye on the highest throne and was using the Misty Rain Pavilion as a cover to collude with various forces.

While warriors may not be able to directly confront large armies, they excel at gathering intelligence, assassinating enemy leaders, and disrupting the stability of the rear.

Unfortunately, Lu Li, whom she encountered, offered nothing of appeal whatsoever—no Misty Rain Pavilion, no prince.

The secret letter began with flattery, then sincerely invited Bai Wuming to join the Misty Rain Pavilion, treating him as a celestial guest.

The game grants access to all martial arts techniques of the Misty Rain Pavilion, an annual salary of five thousand gold coins, beautiful maids, fine horses, a luxurious mansion, and a subtle hint of official titles and ranks...

It would be better to just say that you can offer a weapon of the same caliber as the Sun-Covering Sword; that might be more appealing.

Since you don't want to make contact, just kill the person who came, and save them from all the noise.

The fact that they were spying on the sword practice proves that the Misty Rain Pavilion still secretly wanted to find out more about their own situation.

Although the Kangxi Emperor was on the verge of collapse, he still maintained a semblance of dignity both inside and outside the imperial city.

Even if Yanyu Tower wanted to retaliate, it couldn't do so openly; at most, it could send people to ambush them or publicly challenge them to a duel.

This is a good opportunity for him to practice and try out the new variations of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Sword Technique.

In the real world, it's not easy to find an opponent of similar skill level who you can use without holding back and without fear of being exposed.

"Thunder ceases, hibernating insects begin to burrow... The principle of 'hidden' is fully revealed in this custom of the Beginning of Autumn."

Putting aside the secret letter, Lu Li unfolded the lunar calendar, his gaze fixed on the autumn phenological phenomena.

"A cool breeze arrives, white dew falls, cicadas chirp... Only by connecting the beginning and end can one truly comprehend the Six Swords of Autumn."

His fingers tapped unconsciously on the table as he recalled Yu Ziqi's advice: one should not rush the practice of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Sword Technique.

After obtaining the Lunar Calendar Chart, he felt as if he had received a long-awaited rain after a drought, and he wished he could sleep with the chart in his arms.

Each time I watch it, I gain something new.

Having grasped the essence of Cold Dew for only a few days, he also glimpsed the Sword Style of Autumn Begins, and quite naturally understood the direction of his cultivation.

Things went so smoothly that it made me a little suspicious.

Was it that the Seventy-Two Seasonal Phenomena Chart was too effective for him, or was he falling into the trap of seasonal deception as described by Dean Yu Ziqi, a cognitive obstacle in cultivation?

According to ancient texts, it takes about a year to learn each move of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Sword Technique, and another year to fully master it.

Otherwise, the sword stance may become disordered, leading to left-right conflicts and missing the proper time of day.

This is also why Gu Jingyu's Twenty-Four Solar Terms Sword Technique helped Yu Ziqi succeed, but it also misled him.

Too much energy was wasted; otherwise, with Yu Ziqi's talent, he would have reached more than just the mid-stage of the Refining Spirit realm.

Before entering the Great Kang World, Lu Li boasted that he would master all six swords of the Autumn Division. Judging from this trend, it is indeed possible that he will achieve this goal.

"Never mind, we can't keep looking back and wasting precious time... Perhaps it's just the stimulation from getting the Moon Chart for the first time, and it will gradually return to normal over time."

Simplify, return to the basics, and cut away all the gimmicks – that is the true beginning of autumn.

"Besides concealing the sharpness, there is also the word 'conservation'... It's quite novel that the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Sword Technique, which is known for its complexity, also has such a sword style."

The completely opposite sword style required him to break free from preconceived notions and start from scratch.

Fortunately, this was not difficult for Lu Li; he had reached a state of selflessness, stripping away all his past sword techniques.

His fingers unconsciously began to move, revealing only the most refined sword techniques.

Only with profound swordsmanship skills and rich experience in sword fighting can one achieve this.

Once engrossed in it, noon passed before I knew it, and I only realized how much time had gone by when my stomach started growling with hunger.

"Has the carriage arrived yet?"

After finishing the reheated dishes, Lu Li wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and asked.

"Young master, the coachman is waiting and we can depart at any time."

A maid in green stood at one side of the dining table, holding a teacup for rinsing her mouth.

"Okay, no need to stay for dinner tonight."

Lu Li is capable of enduring hardship, but given the opportunity, she doesn't intend to mistreat herself.

In my dream, my past life wasn't one of great wealth and status; I spent all the money I had on myself, otherwise I wouldn't have signed up for an expensive polar trip.

Needless to say, even if he was not valued in this life, he was still born into a life of luxury, never lacking in food, clothing, or daily necessities.

The carriage that arrived was spacious and comfortable, and the driver was skilled; surprisingly, there was hardly any bumpy ride.

After giving the order to proceed to the destination, Lu Li leaned back and began to count the locations he had listed in his mind.

"The Imperial Mausoleum, Zhishou Temple, Fujiao Ridge... If we can't find any clues in these places, we'll have to make a trip to Yikang Town, the birthplace of the dragon."