Huangxiu

Chapter 175 Exchange
Chu Zhiyuan only felt a trance before his eyes.

In a trance, he split into countless people, each of whom practiced a sword technique.

Some have superb swordsmanship, while others are mediocre.

Some sword techniques are strange and majestic, while others are beautiful.

Some sword techniques are graceful, while others are ugly and clumsy.

Some sword techniques are like mountains, and some are like the sea.

Some sword techniques are as fast as rain, and some are as fast as lightning.

……

Countless sword techniques appeared in his mind at the same time, almost crushing his head to explode. He had a splitting headache and wished he could faint immediately.

He had never experienced such intense pain before and could not bear it. He wished he could die immediately.

It would be better to die than to live like this, let alone to be immortal.

After a moment, these sword techniques turned into light one by one, were captured by the spiritual light, and then disappeared in the mind.

When he slowly woke up, he found himself sitting upright on the Arhat bed, motionless, but his whole body was covered in sweat.

A gust of cold wind blew, and I felt cold all over.

He tried to practice his internal energy, but found himself feeling empty all over.

He was startled.

Could it be that something unusual happened that caused him to lose all his power and martial arts?
He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat again.

Then the Di Yuan Jue was performed, and endless power rose from the earth, penetrated into the Yongquan points on his feet and then injected into his Dantian.

The strong energy circulates around the body again, driving away the cold.

He shuddered slightly.

"Bang!" The sweat on the clothes was instantly shaken off, like a dog shaking off its hair.

The clothes are instantly clean and dry as if they had been sun-dried.

Chu Zhiyuan was suddenly surprised.

When will I be able to do this?

It seems that there was no such exquisite shock force before. The vibration of the internal energy could only shake away some water vapor, but it could not be so precise and subtle.

He felt a sense of ease, as if all the energy was under his control, meticulous and precise, and he could manipulate it with ease.

Under this wonderful feeling, he discovered that the Grand Master was staring at him curiously.

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists and smiled: "Hello, senior."

The old man with white beard and eyebrows hanging down to his shoulders stroked his silver beard and asked with a smile: "Fourth Master, have you learned the sword technique?"

His voice was hoarse, but it was bright and clear, and one could tell at a glance that he had a cheerful personality.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Yes."

"Can you demonstrate it for me?" the old man asked with a smile.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Please forgive me, senior. I plan to study this sword technique myself and don't want others to see it."

If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid he wouldn't even mention this request.

This is a taboo.

But the grand master mentioned it anyway, completely ignoring the taboo.

This is how a grandmaster acts, he does whatever he wants, without any constraints.

He is thick-skinned and big-hearted. He rarely pays attention to or cares about what others think.

"I have always been fair, I can exchange something." The old man said disappointedly: "I wonder what treasure or elixir the prince wants?"

Chu Zhiyuan asked: "Senior, do you have any dragon fat incense?"

"Dragon Fat Fragrance..." The old man thought for a moment and said, "I haven't heard of it. It must be something from a dragon. It should be of the fifth rank or above in the imperial court, right?"

"You can exchange it for the fifth rank."

"How much?"

"At least a hundred."

"Hey, Fourth Prince, you are so greedy. Do you know who I am?"

“It must be Senior Gu Qingshan.”

“You know who I am, yet you still dare to ask for such a high price!” Gu Qingshan laughed and said, “You are quite courageous!”

"Senior Gu, I am the prince, what courage do I need to have?" Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "I just think that this set of swordsmanship I have obtained is worth so much."

"Ten!"

“Senior, you are a Grandmaster!” Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile, “And you are an elder of the Baiyun Sword Palace!”

"Twenty pieces!" "Is the Grand Master's face only worth twenty pieces?"

"Isn't the Grand Master's face worth eighty coins? I'll give you twenty coins, and the remaining eighty coins are the face of me, the Grand Master!"

"Senior Gu, one hundred is the minimum!"

"Sir, one hundred pieces equals one hundred fifth-grade merits. Don't you think this is outrageous?"

"Senior Gu, forget it. I really don't want to leak this sword technique. It's a matter of life and death."

"You actually don't want to teach me this sword technique, so you're asking for such a high price, right?"

"I'm not asking for too much. My sword technique is worth a hundred fifth-grade merits! If your clan gets this sword technique, not to mention a hundred fifth-grade merits, you can get a thousand fifth-grade merits!"

"Hey, Prince, you are so brave!"

"If you don't want to, forget it. It's okay. There's no need to force it!"

"Thirty pieces!"

"Fifty pieces, this is the minimum, and you owe me a favor, otherwise forget it!"

"...Then I'll see if it's worth fifty coins after I take a look."

"no problem!"

Chu Zhiyuan floated down from the bed and drew out the Qingying Sword. His expression suddenly became solemn. A clear light suddenly lit up and enveloped him.

Only the clear light can be seen, but not the sword.

After a moment, the clear light stopped abruptly, and the Qingying sword had returned to its sheath.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Gu Qingshan: "Senior, how about it? How much is it worth for one favor and fifty dragon fat incense?"

“This sword technique…” Gu Qingshan stroked his beard and thought.

Chu Zhiyuan didn't worry that he would not admit it.

This sword technique is one of countless sword techniques. It is three points stronger than the Great Snow Mountain Sword Technique and two points more powerful than the Great Avalanche Sword Technique.

This is already the most advanced swordsmanship in the world.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him with a smile, watching him slowly walk down the palace steps and come to him, then he stretched out his hand, and the Qingying sword broke free from the scabbard and flew into his hand.

The sword light turned into clear light and instantly enveloped him.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at it intently and nodded repeatedly.

The same sword technique, when performed in his hands, is twice as powerful.

"Clang!" The Qingying sword turned into a ray of light and shot into the scabbard on Chu Zhiyuan's waist.

It was accurate, but it frightened him so much that he froze.

If the shot is a little off target, it will hit your waist, kidneys or lower abdomen.

This move is too risky.

At the same time, I understood that this was also Gu Qingshan’s small revenge.

“Great swordsmanship!” Gu Qingshan stroked his beard and sighed: “As expected of the Fourth Prince, he has extraordinary comprehension and his swordsmanship is amazing!”

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Uncle Thirteen originally used a favor to exchange for this opportunity, but ended up helping your clan. I wonder if Uncle Thirteen would go to you, Senior Gu, to reason with you if he knew about this."

“Haha…” Gu Qingshan laughed: “The Thirteenth Master is not your Fourth Prince.”

Chu Zhiyuan said: "I am waiting for fifty dragon fat incense, I will keep the favor for now, please don't deny it in the future!"

“Haha, don’t worry, I, Gu Qingshan, always keep my word!”

"Then I will continue to comprehend."

“In my opinion, let’s just forget it.” Gu Qingshan hurriedly stopped him.

The noise just now was too loud and too scary. He was afraid that Chu Zhiyuan would continue to comprehend and cause some big trouble.

If anything happens to the sword stele, or if there is any unusual change, it will have a huge impact on Baiyun Sword Palace, and he, as the elder guarding the sword stele, will also be to blame.

"Isn't it just one day?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.

Gu Qingshan said: “Since we have gained something, that is enough. Are you still not satisfied with this set of swordsmanship? Fourth Prince, don’t be too greedy!”

"Ah..., if that's the case, then I'll give Senior Gu a favor."

"...Should I thank you?"

"Give me the dragon fat incense as soon as possible."

“Don’t worry, you’ll be there!” Gu Qingshan snorted, “Yellow girl, Huang girl, come up!”

Huang Shirong appeared, clasped her fists and said with a smile: "Master."

"Send the prince back, and don't bring him back again."

"Yes." Huang Shirong smiled.

(End of this chapter)