Chapter 140.
Wang Dust, as if he had returned to the time in his previous life when he spent his days and nights livering games.
He possessed a spirit of concentration and seriousness that often manifested itself in the form of obsession and committing OCD.
In order to perfectly brush through a copy or create a tactic, Wang Dust could tirelessly test and practice over and over again until he felt satisfied.
And now, with great enthusiasm, he devoted such a spirit to the study and mastery of the Royal Sword Art!
Wang Chen had no intention of becoming a pure sword cultivator.
But he also had a Sword Immortal dream in his heart.
The dream of a Sword Immortal who would fly to the Immortals with a single sword and enter and leave the Green Destiny!
And the Royal Sword Technique, as well as the flying sword that he had traded for with his family’s money, was undoubtedly the starting point of this dream.
So ……
Liver, to the death!
After the flying sword was in his hands, Wang Dust reprogrammed his time.
Twelve hours a day, he used two of those hours to take care of his family’s manor, cultivating the spiritual fields to tend the orchard.
Incidentally, he planted some more fruits and vegetables.
One hour to solve the three meals, two hours to rest and sleep to recuperate.
Of course, the three, six, nine days of the Fallen Violet Mansion lectures, that is definitely going to listen to.
As for the remaining time.
Wang Chen devoted all of it to the cultivation of the Five Elements Technique and the Royal Sword Art!
And the more time he invested in the Royal Sword Art, the more he could realize the vastness and depth of this art.
The core of the Royal Sword Art was the flying sword sacrifice and control method.
Next was the basic sword art.
The basic sword art of the flying sword was divided into stabbing, chopping, slashing, circling, pointing, collapsing, intercepting, pressing, and returning.
All nine styles.
Thanks to the Patriarchal level’s Object Control Technique.
Wang Chen was extremely quick to get started in flying sword control and mastered the essentials in a very short time.
However, learning the nine basic sword techniques was not as easy.
Flying swords were different from ordinary swords, and required the cultivator’s mana and spiritual power to maneuver through the air.
It was naturally much more difficult to perform sword arts.
The first and last two of the nine basic styles, “Stab” and “Return”, were quite easy, while the other seven styles were a great test for Wang Chuan’s cultivation and enlightenment!
In the beginning, Wang Chuan made a lot of mistakes, making holes in the walls and furniture of his house.
Yet he was never able to get the hang of it.
And because his skills were not pure, his experience value rose very slowly.
Sometimes after half a day’s effort, it only went up by one or two points.
The most troublesome thing was that practicing the Royal Sword Art was extremely consuming in terms of mana and spirit power.
Wang Chen’s divine soul attribute was as high as 15 points, and his mental power was far stronger than that of a cultivator of the same rank, so it wasn’t much of a problem.
But in terms of mana, it was very crotch pulling.
The Five Elements Technique that Wang Chuan had majored in was mediocre, and he was currently only at the seventh level of Qi Practicing.
He had tested that with full mana, he could only accomplish a maximum of three long-distance attacks!
Then he had to return to his qi to recover, otherwise he couldn’t continue cultivating further.
This in turn led to a tough experience value boost, and half a month down the line he hadn’t even brushed up to the peak of the initiation.
But Wang Chen did not get discouraged by this.
He started with the first style first, and after cultivating to the point where he was pure and comfortable, he then went on to attack the second style.
Little by little, he would grind, and little by little, he would increase his experience.
Little by little, he also tamped down the foundation!
Tucked away in the secluded manor, away from the hustle and bustle of Sunset Peak.
Wang Chen silently cultivated and labored, silently cultivating and practicing his sword.
No matter how dull and boring such days were, he did not produce a single waver.
A Taoist heart that grew more rounded and solid with each passing day!
When the weather grew colder and the rice in the spiritual fields began to yellow.
Wang Chen shifted the place where he practiced the Royal Sword Art.
This was because the relatively cramped environment at home no longer allowed him to perform the flying sword art to his heart’s content.
Out of the need for concealment.
The place Wang Dust chose was in the upper reaches of the creek.
A dense forest near a valley.
Snort!
A streak of light golden light instantly flew dozens of steps away, skimming over a large moss-covered rock by the side of the stream.
Only a “click” was heard.
This rock, which had experienced countless winds and rains, was cut down by a large piece.
The incision was smooth and incomparable.
At this time, the stream of light bypassed the front of a large tree, flying back to the front of Wang dust.
It was suspended in the air, and the silver bright frost-like sword body vibrated three times in a row, emitting a crisp vibrating sound.
It seemed to be showing off and inviting credit.
Wang Dust smiled faintly.
This Fire Crow Sword, after dozens of sacrifices and nourishment, had established a solid link between his divine soul and mana with him.
And it had produced a hint of spirituality!
The reason why Wang Chen named it “Fire Crow Sword” was because when Huo Zhenghai forged this flying sword, he incorporated Earth Fire Bane Qi and Geng Jin Qi respectively.
It was named “Fire Crow Sword” because when Huo Zhenghai forged this sword, he incorporated the Earth Fire Bane Qi and Geng Jin Qi respectively to match his Fire Crow Technique and Geng Jin Finger.
The flying sword’s phases were primarily fire and secondarily gold.
Once infused with Fire Crow Inferno or Geng Jin power, they could inspire even greater power!
Especially after the addition of the Grandmaster level Fire Crow Art, the sword out of the flames of the sky, only the fire crows coiled and fluttered, the lethality and lethality of the range is horrible and fearful.
The Fire Crow Sword was aptly named!
In fact, the upper limit of the Fire Crow Sword was not high, and at most, it could only be elevated to the level of a second-stage spiritual weapon.
In the future, when Wang Chen advanced to the Jindan, Yuanying or even higher realms.
Then it would inevitably be necessary to replace it with a new flying sword.
But for now, this Fire Crow Sword was already the most perfect weapon he could have, the most perfect weapon he could have!
“Return!”
Wang Dust clenched his hand on the sword technique with a surge of mana.
The Fire Crow Sword suddenly circled around behind him and was inserted into the scabbard with unparalleled precision!
[Sword Art – Experience +1]
A message alert arrived late.
[Sword Art (Proficient): 183/200]
It’s almost time to upgrade.
Looking back at the past difficult hours of sword practice, Wang Chen sighed in his heart.
The Royal Sword Art was undoubtedly the strongest skill he had ever practiced.
The difficulty level was also the highest!
Wang Dust estimated that with his own enlightenment, I’m afraid it would take a long time to break through to Proficiency Rush Minor!
He looked at the number of human virtue points that were already down to double digits and couldn’t help but shake his head.
Virtue is not enough when it comes to use!
Wang Chen already had several spells that had been brushed to the apex of Sovereign, and needed a large amount of human virtue to complete the final promotion.
Now all of them were stuck.
I really want to find another Mass Grave Evil Nest to brush up on!
With this in mind, Wang Chen returned to his manor along the stream bank.
He picked thousands of pounds of fragrant pears in the middle of his own orchard.
The manor’s fruit forest area has about seventy acres, mainly planted with peach, apricot, pear and other fruit trees.
The years of these fruit trees are not very long, are still in the fruiting period.
Just because Wang dust take over before being deserted for a long time, no one to take care of this year’s fruit rate is very low.
Later Wang dust pruned the branches, cleaned up the weeds, and applied a lot of spiritual fertilizer.
So the yield of autumn pear is still OK.
Wang dust picked a large fragrant pear bite down, cool sweet juice with silk spiritual qi instantly filled the mouth.
The flavor is great!
These fruits that contain spiritual qi are of course able to sell spirit stones.
But with the ones produced this year, he planned to keep them for himself or take some to give away.
For example, Wei Xiong Wei Lian’s siblings, Senior Brother Cao and Steward Gu, and the old turtle at the mountain entrance!
“Boing Boing.”
It was at this time that a tiny figure jumped into his arms.
It was none other than Little Round Round.
Wang Dust stroked the little guy and felt out another fragrant pear to give it a taste.
Round Round opened its small paws and endeavored to hold onto the large pear, clicking and gorging on it.
In the blink of an eye, the size of the fragrant pear is even bigger than it ate cleanly.
Even the core with the skin was swallowed into the stomach.
“Don’t be in a hurry, eat slowly.”
Wang Dust smiled and gave it another one, “There’s still plenty more.”
He had been working hard, and Yuan Yuan hadn’t been idle, digging holes in the ground all day in search of treasure.
The spirit of raising a family touched the heavens!
It was just that apart from the first time it found a few nice things for Wang Dust.
It didn’t have any decent harvests in the recent days.
Wang Dust could see that the little guy felt lost because of this, so he persuaded it several times.
He really didn’t need Little Round Round to support his family!
“Go.”
Wang Dust sacrificed his Willow Leaf Flying Boat and flew towards the entrance of the Inner Mountain Gate with Yuan Yuan.
He harnessed the flying boat and just landed next to the stone monument, the sleeping Xuan Turtle immediately opened its eyes, sniffled and said, “Well, it’s the smell of fragrant pears.”
Nose can be really smart!
Wang Chen did not put away the flying boat and directly came to the Xuan Turtle’s body, taking out two baskets of fragrant pears from his storage bag and setting them up.
“Elder Xuan Turtle, take your time.”
“Wait.”
As a result, he was just about to leave when Xuan Turtle shouted, “What are you running so fast for?”
Wang Chen stopped in his tracks, “Senior Xuan Turtle, is there anything else you want?”
He gave Xuan Turtle the pears merely in passing.
The two baskets of fragrant pears weren’t worth many spirit stones.
And this wasn’t the first time that Wang Chen had given fruit to this Beast that Guarded the Rui.
To be honest, Wang Dust felt that its old man was quite pitiful.