On the back mountain of the Lin family, beside the cliff.
At this moment, Lin Xun didn't start cultivating on the mountain peak. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the mountain peak. A hundred thousand feet away from him was a cliff. Even the white clouds were within his reach.
Looking down, the entire Qingyun Town could be seen. Pedestrians came and went like ants. Even the luxurious buildings were no longer as luxurious as before. One could feel the majestic atmosphere from afar. If one stayed here for a long time, they would definitely be broad-minded.
However, at this moment, Lin Xun was not interested in admiring the scenery. Instead, he frowned and quietly thought about the Sword Drawing Arts that he had brought back.
The entire secret manual continued to slide through his mind. Lin Xun comprehended each word and added his own understanding. After a long time, he let out a sigh.
His right hand instantly gripped the wooden sword on his leg and slashed forward. In an instant, a faint sword wind swept past, cutting a piece of white cloud not far away into two.
If an ordinary person were to see this scene, they would definitely exclaim in shock. This was because the sword was ten meters away from the white cloud, and it did not emit any sword qi. It could actually be so fierce with just the simplest sword wind. If it was used on a person, it would definitely not be small.
However, a hint of disappointment flashed across Lin Xun's eyes. It had been seven days since he had obtained this Sword Drawing Technique. Even he could not help but sigh. This was really a sword technique that was easy to learn but difficult to master.
One must know that Lin Xun had already learned how to make a move the afternoon he brought it back. The first time he used his sword, it only brought out a breeze. It was even weaker than the power of the basic sword technique. However, Lin Xun did not get angry. Instead, he continued to practice hard.
Today, he had finally touched a tiny bit of the eyebrow wood. Although it was several times stronger than the first move, and could cut through the white clouds from ten meters away, it was still quite far from the Sword Drawing Arts that Lin Xun had imagined.
According to Lin Xun's imagination, the Sword Drawing Arts should be a sword that was drawn out of its scabbard and blood would be seen. Just like Lin Xun all these years, his appearance looked ordinary and even made people ignore him. However, once the sword was drawn, it would reveal its sharpness and shock everyone.
However, the reality was quite cruel. Lin Xun had only improved to this level. When he used it, it was more powerful than the basic sword technique, but it was far inferior to his current main sword technique, the Versatile Sword Technique. If this continued, there was no doubt that this cultivation technique would definitely be abandoned by Lin Xun.
However, Lin Xun was unwilling to accept this. He had tried his best to obtain the first place in the outer sect, but in the end, he only obtained a crippled cultivation technique. Without a doubt, it was a joke.
Furthermore, Lin Xun could feel that there was a huge potential hidden under the Sword Drawing Arts. However, the problem was that Lin Xun did not know how to develop it. He was like a house full of doors, constantly searching, hoping to open the right door.
Unfortunately, up until now, Lin Xun had no clue.
Suddenly, he recalled the feeling of his first sword attack. At that time, he had just been able to cultivate, but because his sword was unsheathed for the first time, it had displayed a power that far exceeded ordinary people. He had actually killed Lin Yang, who was at the third stage of the Body Tempering stage, in one strike.
There was no doubt that this was a type of Sword Drawing Technique. However, Lin Xun did not realize the profoundness of it at that time. Now that he thought about it, it was really strange. At that time, he seemed to have a different feeling.
Lin Xun was currently searching for this feeling. He had a vague premonition in his heart that if he could find this feeling, he would definitely be able to bring his Sword Drawing Arts to a higher level.
However, Lin had already thought of every move he had made before, but he still did not find anything unusual. He was now stronger than before, and his realm was higher, but he could not swing that sword.
This feeling made Lin Xun feel quite uncomfortable. It was the first time he had encountered a wall. However, a swordsman needed to have a tenacious spirit. If he gave up after encountering such a small difficulty, he might as well quit the road of cultivation as soon as possible.
Lin Xun quietly caressed the wooden sword in his hand. Due to its long years of use, the surface of the wooden sword was relatively smooth. However, it possessed a shocking toughness and sharpness. In the hands of others, it was just an ordinary wooden sword. However, in Lin Xun's hands, it was a sharp weapon that could kill.
Suddenly, Lin Xun seemed to sense something from the sword. His eyes lit up and he immediately ran to the top of the cliff. He stood up straight with the wooden sword by his waist and his right hand tightly gripped the hilt.
He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was experiencing the artistic conception of that move. Suddenly, in Lin Xun's perception, the breeze on the cliff disappeared, and the clouds gradually drifted away. A strange atmosphere filled the entire cliff.
Lin Xun was the center of all this. Under this strange atmosphere, Lin Xun shifted all his attention to the wooden sword in his hand. Gradually, his essence, spirit, and soul fused together. He even vaguely felt a connection from the wooden sword.
"This is the moment."
Lin Xun's eyes suddenly opened. He did not check the surrounding situation, but stared fixedly at the dodge in front of him. At the same time, his right hand that had been accumulating power also moved. Only a white sword light flashed, even bringing with it sparks. In the blink of an eye, Lin Xun's movements actually returned to their previous appearance.
However, what was completely different from before was that Lin Xun's forehead was now covered in sweat, and even his face was somewhat pale. However, he still could not suppress the joy that surged from the bottom of his heart. That's right, that Sword Drawing Technique had succeeded.
The mountain wall, which was originally filled with sword marks, now had a mark that was about a finger wide and three meters long. This was the power of that move just now. It was really shocking.
" Hu hu hu " Lin Xun breathed in large mouthfuls of fresh air and examined his masterpiece at a close distance. His heart was filled with a strong sense of satisfaction. Even he did not expect that his Sword Drawing Arts would have such a huge power.
However, it could also be because he had been accumulating power for a long time. It could even be said that he had poured all his essence, qi, and spirit into it. After one move, even Lin Xun, who had already reached the tempered body sixth stage, felt a sense of exhaustion. One could imagine how shocking the consumption was.
To sum up the flaws of that move, first of all, it took too long to accumulate power. If it was used on the battlefield, it would have died long ago. Secondly, it consumed too much power. If the other party did not die, it would be his own death. There was really nothing to nitpick about.
However, this was not a problem. Lin Xun, who had already grasped the essence of the Sword Drawing Art, could adjust it in the following years until he was completely satisfied. Lin Xun firmly believed that if he met an opponent who was inferior to him in the future, he would die with a single sword strike.
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