Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 101 The Red Thief

Yang Qian spent almost half a day to stop and comprehend the unexpected sword intent. What he gained was a vast new world that he had never imagined before.

In Yang Qian's view, martial arts is a very down-to-earth means of cultivation. It is not as ethereal as magic or immortality. It is about developing one's potential and strength as a human being.

Even after entering the innate realm and the energy of heaven and earth is connected, it is still within the scope of human power.

But when the mysterious method of sword intent appeared on him, Yang Qian's mind had to accept the fact that he was no longer limited to cultivating his own potential and strength.

The sword intention is not a power that people are born with, but one of the countless rules of heaven and earth. It can be used for one's own benefit through comprehension.

Perhaps if Yang Qian continued to practice one sword technique after another, he could also touch the sword intent, but now with the help of the experience panel, he has shortened the process to the extreme.

Perhaps one of the reasons is that he has entered the innate realm and is connected to the energy of heaven and earth, making it easier for him to comprehend the mysteries of heaven and earth?
While hurrying on the road, he continued to comprehend the integrated application of various methods of sword intent on himself.

Yang Qian found that it was not difficult to integrate the sword intent into the sword technique. Both the "Eight Styles of Oxtail Sword" and the "Three Butterflies Soul-Breaking Sword" could be perfectly integrated into the sword intent.

With the dual blessing of sword intent and sword energy, the power of swordsmanship can increase several times, or even dozens of times.

In particular, the sword intent with the sword light can completely break away from the length and attack distance limitations of the weapon, achieving the terrifying effect of covering an area of ​​several feet in radius with one sword strike.

This is also the way to use the sword to its maximum power that Yang Qian has realized in the past two days.

In addition, sword intent can actually be used independently from sword techniques.

For example, with a flick of his fingers, a tiny blade of sword intent could jump out from Yang Qian's fingertips and could also shoot out, but the distance would not be very far, it would dissipate after only four or five feet, and the cutting force was far less terrifying than when the sword was swung with the sword technique.

There is no need for any specific movements. Yang Qian mobilizes the true energy in his body and then stimulates the sword intent in his mind at the same time. The sword intent can then be mixed into his momentum and pressed in all directions. There will be a force near his body that is repeatedly chopped and chopped by the fine and sharp force.

However, although the sword intent is good and powerful, it is not without flaws.

After two days of experience, Yang Qian felt that the biggest drawback was that this thing could not be used freely. If used too much, he would feel dizzy and even have a splitting headache.

Therefore, it is impossible for Yang Qian to squander the sword intent at will at the moment. He still needs to carefully calculate and explore the most efficient way to use the sword intent.

However, Yang Qian felt that this shortcoming could be solved.

As he continues to practice higher-level swordsmanship, the [Spiritual Light] will continue to flicker, allowing his swordsmanship to continue to improve. As time goes by, he believes that the use of his swordsmanship will be less restricted by the current constraints, and there will always be a day when he will be able to use it at will.

On the sixth day after entering the mountain, Yang Qian looked at the map and estimated that he should be not far from Leiming Mountain. At the latest, he should be able to see Leiming Mountain with its unique terrain features tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

We didn’t make a fire at noon. We ate wild sweet potatoes that we dug on the road last night. We roasted them and took them with us today as dry food.

After taking just two bites, Yang Qian suddenly stopped what he was doing, touched the oxtail knife beside him, and stood up from the stone where he was resting.

Looking around, it was still quiet, with the occasional chirping of birds or roars of animals. There didn't seem to be anything strange.

But Yang Qian did not dare to be careless, because just now he suddenly felt a pair of prying eyes staring at him.

Although this feeling is mysterious, after entering the innate realm, Yang Qian always subconsciously believes that his spiritual perception is not wrong.

Just because you can't detect a problem doesn't mean there isn't one. Yang Qian grabbed his bag and put it on his back, then ran back the same way. He would know after a try. Sure enough, just as Yang Qian was about to leave, within a few breaths, a series of powerful auras suddenly "appeared out of thin air" and surrounded him on a gravel river beach with a radius of only five or six feet.

"You are quite a clever boy. How did you find us?"

The person who spoke was a man in a dark red martial robe, also without a mask. He seemed to be in his forties and looked quite heroic.

There were six other people around, all wearing the same dark red martial robes and not wearing masks, and there were even two women among them.

These people looked to be between 20 and 40 years old, and they all held long swords in their hands.

Yang Qian thought that the seven people in front of him looked very strange. They suddenly surrounded him, so they must have bad intentions. They were probably the robbers he wanted to avoid but seemed to have failed. But looking at the temperament of these seven people, they were completely different from the thieves and bandits Yang Qian knew.

On the contrary, Yang Qian felt that these seven people had a temperament very similar to that of the outer disciples of the Five Thunder Palace that he had met before.

Could it be that these people are not ordinary thieves and bandits?
"Hey, kid, are you scared? Throw the bag on your back over here and let me see what's inside. Are you going to Thunder Mountain to offer treasures at this time? Tsk, this is the only road along the river that is the easiest to take. Every year, there are idiots like you who come here to give gifts."

"Hahaha"

The seven of them laughed, and Yang Qian's expressions were full of mockery, but they didn't have any killing intent.

Hearing this, Yang Qian finally realized that he had thought of avoiding trouble and taking another route, but the other party had already expected someone to do so, and the route upstream along the river was too easy to guess. All they had to do was set up an ambush near Leiming Mountain and wait for him to come to them.

This is indeed a bit ridiculous. Yang Qian couldn't help but laugh at himself and feel annoyed.

But the things cannot be given. Yang Qian did not say anything, slowly pulled out his long sword, threw the scabbard aside, pointed the sword diagonally, and the aura on his body was ready to go.

To be honest, Yang Qian was even a little excited. He really wanted to know how powerful he would be after integrating the sword intent.

As for fear? The people in front of him did not make him feel the kind of invincible sense of terror. In fact, it was much less dangerous than the previous night attack by two owl monsters.

Once you become stronger, the previous dangers will no longer be dangers?
"Tsk! You won't cry until you see the coffin. Well, let me give you a taste of my power first. Two junior sisters, will you take action this time?"

"Okay senior brother!"

"Hehe, it's finally our turn to take action. Boy, you better hold on a little longer!"

As they talked, Yang Qian became more and more certain that these people were not ordinary thieves.

"Boy, look at the sword!"

The two women each stabbed with a sword. Their movements were graceful and beautiful. The swords looked like ice flowers, and there was a layer of mist visible to the naked eye!

The two swords had some kind of magical synergy, working together to block almost all the space around Yang Qian to dodge and move.

Like two thorny fish swimming around, they trapped Yang Qian to death on the spot!

(End of this chapter)