Mastering the Sword Manual, sweeping across the globe

Mastering the Sword Manual, sweeping across the globe

Author: Xiaoyu Qingchen

Summary:

Brief Introduction: Choosing to master the Sword Scripture is choosing to be an enemy of the entire world!

Volume One

1. Step into the extraordinary in ten minutes

Blue Star.

Satellite orbit.

A dazzling sword light pierced the void and condensed into a Taoist priest dressed in ancient attire.

Ten breaths later, a soft chanting of Buddhist hymns gradually became clearer, transforming into a kind-faced monk.

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me." The Daoist bowed.

“Your methods are superb, I admire you,” the monk returned the greeting, “Please.”

"This small world has fallen into the Dharma-ending Age, and there is no spiritual energy to aid cultivation. You may pass on the Blood Sword Sect's Tongda Sword Scripture to sweep away injustice and use it as resources." As he spoke, the Taoist slightly raised his right hand, and a long sword appeared. The Taoist pointed it from afar, and the light at the tip of the sword instantly took shape and swiftly pounced on the azure earth beneath the two people's feet.

“Fellow Daoist, your killing intent is heavy. What have the common people done to deserve this?” The monk sighed. “The heavens are divided into forty-nine, and humanity escapes one. Those who enter the Daoist’s gate can cultivate the Heavenly Demon Sect’s Self-Reflection Holy Scripture together, to save all living beings and share in ultimate bliss.” After speaking, the monk chanted softly, and specks of light emerged from the void, slowly gathering in front of him.

The Taoist gave a soft hum, the tip of his sword flashed, and lightning crackled in his eyes.

A few breaths later, the light in front of the monk finally turned into specks of light and plummeted toward the blue star.

"Thank you for your generosity, fellow Daoist."

"It's all about who uses what."

Another sword light flashed, and the figures of the Taoist and the monk disappeared at the same time.

The satellite orbit has returned to its ancient tranquility and solitude.

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7 am.

After Zhang Qiliang finished using the restroom, he was washing his hands when, in a daze, a point of light suddenly appeared and entered between his eyebrows.

With clear thinking, the sword sweeps away all injustices in the world.

What the hell?

A cultivation method quietly emerges in one's mind. It requires no breathing exercises or cultivation; one only needs to have clear thoughts to gradually temper the body and cleanse the marrow, practice Qi cultivation and fasting, build a foundation for the Dao, reach a state of divine mastery, pluck stars and scoop the moon, and roam freely through the myriad realms.

Tsk tsk, as expected of me, even my dreams are so creative. Zhang Qiliang couldn't sleep, so he brushed his teeth and washed his face while slowly savoring the memory.

At 7:10, Zhang Qiliang went downstairs to prepare for work.

An SUV was parked against the wall, blocking half of the already narrow stairwell exit.

"Damn, that's so selfish." Zhang Qiliang's good mood instantly vanished by half. As he continued walking forward, he spat at the front of the SUV.

Yes, my mind is much clearer now.

The next instant, a warm current suddenly arose from his heart and quickly flowed through Zhang Qiliang's body.

Without any explanation, Zhang Qiliang inexplicably knew that his physical fitness had become 1.1 times its original level.

Zhang Qiliang stood still, staring blankly at his hands.

After a moment, Zhang Qiliang looked around and, not seeing anyone else, quickly spat at the SUV again, this time directly onto the windshield.

The next instant, an even stronger warm current arose, and Zhang Qiliang felt that his physical fitness seemed to have become 1.5 times stronger than before.

Zhang Qiliang ran back to the rented room as fast as he could, his eyes scanning the room before he grabbed the refrigerator and carried it away.

Extremely easy.

Zhang Qiliang searched around again, grabbed the bed board, and easily lifted the entire bed. He then switched to using one hand, and it was still effortless.

Zhang Qiliang jumps, Zhang Qiliang squats, Zhang Qiliang pushes up, Zhang Qiliang takes a deep breath and holds it...

Ten minutes later, Zhang Qiliang confirmed that his physical fitness had indeed become 1.5 times better than before.

What an amazing cheat code! Zhang Qiliang was filled with excitement.

When Zhang Qiliang went downstairs again, he had a key in his hand.

Reaching a spot where the surveillance cameras might not be watching, Zhang Qiliang gripped his keys and, as he walked, forcefully slashed down. —So what if it's some compensation? At most, he'll be detained. I've wanted to do this for a long time.

The scratches quickly grew to half a meter in length.

Yes, my mind is completely clear now.

The next moment, the warm current arrived as expected, and Zhang Qiliang felt that his physical fitness had doubled.

That wasn't the main point. At the same time, Zhang Qiliang felt that he had already tempered his body and cleansed his marrow, entering the innate realm.

From that moment on, he was no longer an ordinary person.

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From that moment on, he was no longer an ordinary person.

Wow! ...Becoming a saint is that simple?

Zhang Qiliang looked around, then put his right foot under the chassis near the SUV's rear tire and gently lifted it up, causing the SUV to tilt completely.

Zhang Qiliang felt that he had used less than one-tenth of his strength to achieve this.

Doubling physical fitness refers to a twofold increase in the overall quality of muscles, tendons, bones, nerves, blood oxygenation, etc., which is far more than just a twofold increase in strength. — In terms of pure strength, Zhang Qiliang's strength has increased more than twentyfold compared to yesterday.

Zhang Qiliang retracted his right foot, walked to the back of the car, and with about one-tenth of his strength, gently pushed forward with his palm. With a screeching sound, the SUV immediately slid forward half a meter, the tires screeching violently and leaving two long black tracks on the ground. —The Tongda Sword Scripture, which also encompasses methods of power control, helped Zhang Qiliang skip the process of readjustment.

I'm... at least better than Batman, right?

Looking at his hands, Zhang Qiliang's eyes lit up.

If I scratch this car a few more times, wouldn't I be able to jump directly from Batman to Spider-Man... no, directly to Superman?

Without hesitation, Zhang Qiliang took out his keys again and, full of enthusiasm, swiped the keys towards the SUV's rear door once more.

The scratches have increased by another half meter.

Zhang Qiliang felt... that his body seemed unchanged.

Zhang Qiliang scratched another half meter, the long scratch now covering half the car body.

There has been no change in my physical condition.

Hmm... Zhang Qiliang thought for a moment, then focused his mind on his inner world.

Soon, Zhang Qiliang understood: when he spat twice and left a half-meter scratch, his mind was clear.

Continuing to cause destruction is merely venting anger and does not help with the advancement of Tongda Sword Scripture.

Yes, blocking the doorway and teaching them a lesson to this extent is quite enough.

There's no need to vent your anger...

"Okay, Dad will let you off the hook..." With that thought, Zhang Qiliang put away the keys.

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Zhang Qiliang's cultivation was too shallow to notice anything amiss. At the moment he made this decision, a faint light flickered between his brows, in a frequency range detectable only by his spiritual eyes: [Extending one's own feelings to others, the hearts of parents are filled with compassion].

The effect is simple: if Zhang Qiliang follows the path designed by the Blood Sword Sect, he is destined to control the Small Realm. At that time, every blade of grass, every tree, and every living being in the Small Realm will regard Zhang Qiliang as their elder, their father, and their father. The Paradise Sect's secret technique merely brings forward Zhang Qiliang's parental heart as the father of the whole world by a tiny bit.

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It seems that the value of this SUV has come to an end.

It's okay, Zhang Qiliang really doesn't care at all.

There are plenty of people who park haphazardly everywhere in this world. Just find a few more cars, and Dad can still turn Spider-Man into Superman.

Thinking this, Zhang Qiliang looked around again.

It's a bit of a shame that the residents of Zhang Qiliang's neighborhood are all quite well-behaved; apart from this SUV, you really can't find another car parked haphazardly.

It doesn't matter, Zhang Qiliang still doesn't care. The neighbors have a high average quality, which is obviously a good thing... There are scoundrels on the main street outside who don't want to behave properly.

Two minutes later, Zhang Qiliang stood on the road outside the residential area.

To the right front, 74.6 meters away, in front of a small supermarket, a van is parked in reverse, and two supermarket employees are unloading goods, completely blocking the sidewalk.

To the left, 113.7 meters ahead, next to a noodle shop, a family car was parked on the left side of the road. The driver, who had gotten out to eat breakfast, either had poor parking skills or simply didn't care, as he not only crossed the yellow line but also parked crookedly, occupying more than half of both lanes. Passing vehicles honked their horns, causing congestion on the entire road.

Very good! ...The foundation of my father's enlightenment rests on these two.

Zhang Qiliang put his right hand into his pocket, grabbed the keys, and walked towards the van to his right.

"Hey, sir, isn't this a bit inappropriate? I was in line first."

Suddenly, a young voice came to my ear.

Zhang Qiliang turned his head to the side. The direction from which the voice came was a steamed bun shop. The sign above the shop was very simple, with eight big characters that read "Fresh Old-fashioned Steamed Buns from the Tea Factory".

The steamed bun shop lives up to its name, using old-fashioned dough and hand-tanned ingredients. The meat filling is made with fresh pork belly and fresh ingredients bought early in the morning. The owner's skills are quite good. Not only do the nearby residents love it, but many regular customers also travel several kilometers to buy it. Zhang Qiliang occasionally has breakfast here as well.

The reason it's only occasional is not because Zhang Qiliang doesn't like steamed buns, but because the steamed buns at this shop are too hard to buy. Basically, you have to queue up every time, and even if you queue up, you might not be able to buy them on the first try. You often have to queue up two or three times and wait for them to come out of the steamer two or three times, which can easily take ten or twenty minutes.

Zhang Qiliang usually gets up right on time, so he doesn't have much time. As for today... he certainly doesn't have the leisure for that.

The situation unfolded beyond Zhang Qiliang's control, and the commotion continued.

"Young man," the old man who cut in from the side said in a friendly tone, "I've been here for a while, but I just went to buy groceries."

“I came here yesterday,” the young man said, not one to be easily angered, “but I just happened to be going home to sleep.”

"Young man, you've got quite a temper..." The old man, a man of many experiences, smiled slightly: "How about this, you go first, and I'll buy mine after you, okay?"

"That's more like it." The young man snorted, having no further objections.

Freshly steamed buns were ready. The young man ordered three meat buns, a basket of steamed dumplings, and two cups of soy milk.

The worker at the steamed bun shop started packing the buns. The young man went to the side to wait, and the old man stepped forward and said to the worker, "Twenty-five meat buns, ten baskets of small buns, ten baskets of steamed dumplings, and thirty cups of soy milk."

The crowd behind them instantly became enraged.

"What?!" "How can you buy so many?" "There's no way you do that!"

The old man didn't even look behind him. "Please pack the meat buns in bags of three, and give me a few larger bags."

"No way!" "We were here first!" "They're all sold out! I've been waiting for twenty minutes."

The worker looked at the boss, who was in the inner room, sweating profusely as he kneaded dough, and had no time to pay attention to what was happening here.

The apprentice has no mastery of swordsmanship and only earns three thousand a month. What else can he do?

You can only start packaging.

How annoying! Standing to the side watching, Zhang Qiliang felt a surge of anger rising within him.

Being old and not dying is being a thief, what a fucking despicable thing to do!

When I become Superman... when I become a citizen of the motherland, I will definitely clean up these chaotic situations.

Thinking this, Zhang Qiliang chuckled and continued staring at the haphazardly parked vans to his left, calmly walking past the steamed bun shop.

Now?

It's certainly not convenient now; with so many people watching, it would be too unseemly to go and stand out.

Besides, with that shameless old man, if you go and ruin his plans, who knows what tricks he'll pull? You might end up getting taken away by the constables and locked up for a few days. —It's so much easier to just scrape off a car; the golden road is right in front of you. Why bother getting entangled with this scumbag?

Although I'm very angry... but as long as I become a citizen of the motherland, all problems can be solved, and then we can clear the sky and restore order. Isn't that great?

Zhang Qiliang took two steps forward, and his physical fitness became 1.9 times that of his initial state.

Zhang Qiliang took two more steps, and his physical fitness became 1.8 times that of his initial state.

Zhang Qiliang was filled with doubt and uncertainty. He tentatively took two more steps, and his physical fitness became 1.7 times that of his initial state.

Zhang Qiliang stood still, his mind focused on the sea of ​​his heart.

Zhang Qiliang quickly understood.

It's easy to deceive others, but hard to deceive yourself. With his mind not clear, Zhang Qiliang's physical condition will continue to decline.

If he takes another fourteen steps forward, or simply gives up on this "disorientation" happening right before his eyes, Zhang Qiliang's physical condition will completely revert to its original initial state.