660 Sword Cultivation (Thanks to the alliance leader of the fellow cultivators~)_3 660 Sword Cultivation (Thanks to the alliance leader of the fellow cultivators~)_3 The only time Mo Hua encountered a sword was when Zhang Lan was teaching the Water Passing Step. To demonstrate the Formation, he let Mo Hua stab him with a sword.
That splendidly heavy treasure sword, Mo Hua couldn’t even lift it…
In the end, he had to substitute it with a tree branch.
So, truly speaking of sword cultivation, Mo Hua had absolutely no foundation, let alone competing with other sword cultivators to see who was superior…
But being idle was still being idle, and a person should always have some aspirations.
Mo Hua thus took up swordsmanship training as his way of “intellectual recreation.”
Even if he couldn’t master it, knowing both himself and the enemy, and restraining sword cultivators, would be beneficial.
This sword technique belonged to the Sever Gold Sect.
Mo Hua couldn’t practice it openly, so he found a secluded grove, bought a second-hand, worn-out spirit sword, and practiced by himself just for fun.
The Sever Gold Sword Control Technique was a technique of the Golden Series.
Mo Hua had the Small Five Elements Spiritual Root, which included some Metal Spirit Root.
It was feasible for him to practice it.
However, after practicing for a while, Mo Hua noticed a problem.
This thing called Sword Qi, it seemed really strenuous for him to consolidate.
The sword cultivators he had seen, like Uncle Zhang Lan, Senior Brother Ouyang Feng, Senior Brother Shangguan Xu, and Situ Jian who was in the same batch as himself,
When they wielded their swords, the Sword Qi they stimulated was invariably stable in form, sharp, and powerful.
But the Sword Qi he produced…
Mo Hua found it difficult to evaluate…
The Sword Qi he managed to form first of all, the shape was unstable, called a “sword” but more like a “stick,” and occasionally like a “tree branch”…
The Sword Qi was also not sharp, sometimes it couldn’t even cut tree bark…
Not to mention its power.
He could throw a Fireball with his hand, and its destructive power was higher than this “Sword Qi”…
Mo Hua fell into deep confusion.
“Is my talent for sword cultivation really this poor?”
“That can’t be right…”
“Or is it just that everything is difficult at the beginning, and I just haven’t gotten the knack of it yet?”
Mo Hua couldn’t figure it out and decided not to think about it anymore.
There wasn’t anything else to practice anyway, so he might as well play around with it…
Whatever it turned out to be, it would be what it would be, no need to pressure himself.
If he really couldn’t master it, he’d treat it as laying a foundation for the upcoming “Tai Xu Divine Thought Transforming Sword True Jue.”
“Divine Thought into sword True Jue,” as the name suggests, should not be the same kind as ordinary sword techniques.
He might not be able to cultivate ordinary sword techniques, but that does not necessarily mean he couldn’t cultivate “Divine Thought into Sword.”
Mo Hua sighed.
That was the only way he could comfort himself…
Later, during tea and meal breaks, whenever Mo Hua had some free time, he would find a small grove and casually slash a few times with his sword.
Sword Qi flew about, trees stood firm, only the leaves gently fell.
Fortunately, Mo Hua wasn’t discouraged.
He just treated it as pruning the Sect’s trees.
…
And so, some time passed like this.
One day, as Mo Hua was returning to the Disciple’s Residence, he came across a few disciples whispering to each other.
Mo Hua focused and saw that it was Cheng Mo, Situ Jian, and three other less familiar fellow disciples.
Mo Hua quietly approached and overheard bits and pieces of their conversation:
“The day after tomorrow… during the break…”
“Outside Qingzhou City…”
“Pretending to be a Senior Brother… finally got the task…”
“Not dangerous…”
“No worries… we five are enough…”
“Just need to capture a person…”
“Easy catch…”