I began to understand the myriad things by chopping wood

Chapter 183: Harvest of the Black Book, Nine Styles of Cloud Dragon
"call--"

"Susu-"

The strong wind mixed with the sharp sword energy kept whistling in the cave.

In the core of the mountain not far away, a fierce hurricane of sword intent would blow up every once in a while. The aftermath would blow out along the cracks in the rocks nearby and benefit Xie Yuan.

There is no regularity to this sword wind. It is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, sometimes frequent and sometimes rare. It all depends on luck.

This made Xie Yuan believe even more that this was due to the magic of the Black Book.

The mysterious and chaotic nature of the Black Book of Heaven. The several pages of martial arts secrets that were split from the book that was destroyed in the mythological era are not a symbol of auspiciousness and opportunity.

Such a huge sword intent roared, but fortunately it was deep in the mountain, so it could not hurt anyone or disturb anyone. After all, Yunshan Mountain was high into the clouds and the mountain was extremely vast. The core of the mountain was very far away from the surface of the mountain, and was covered by soil and rocks, so the Yunshan disciples outside were unaware of it.

As for whether the masters of Yunshan knew about it or not... Xie Yuan didn't know. But if they just lived on the mountain and didn't go inside, it was normal for them not to know.

[Black Book: (198/200)]

Up a little bit more.

Xie Yuan's spirits lifted, and he sat cross-legged in the cave, bathing in the sword wind, just like bathing in the spring breeze, feeling contented.

If an outsider didn't understand what he meant, and saw that he looked happy because of the sharp wind, he would think that he had a strange hobby.

Sharp... Sword Qi...

Xie Yuan had been blowing the wind for so long, and it was not completely without any gains other than progress.

Although he could gain something in the end without using his brain, after comprehending the sword energy for such a long time, he still had some extra insights into swordsmanship.

Sword Qi mixed in the wind, like a series of sword techniques attacking from different angles, speeds, and powers.

Even with the same gust of wind, there will be sword energy at different angles, which means attacks at different angles.

Xie Yuan seemed to have exchanged moves with many expert swordsmen, and his understanding of swordsmanship had increased in his mind, but it seemed as if there was a layer of gauze between them, making it hard to fathom.

Just like the sword wind, he could feel it and feel it, but he couldn't catch it.

"Maybe the time has not come yet."

Xie Yuan had enlightenment in his heart, but he was not impatient. Enlightenment itself is a matter of a flash of inspiration, which may come in the next moment or forever. Some people have been unsuccessful for a long time, and gradually their mentality becomes unbalanced, which is the beginning of their obsession.

But Xie Yuan would probably never get anxious. Anyway, if he couldn't understand something, there would be someone who could help him figure it out.

[Black Book: (199/200)]

Yeah, I almost figured it out.

Xie Yuan's face was calm, he was already accustomed to his own understanding.

Time passed slowly, with the sword wind whistling from time to time.

A strong sword force mixed with gravel blew over and hit Xie Yuan's naked body, making a sound like the collision of metal and stone.

Xie Yuan's body surface is like a layer of iron sheet. It seems flexible to the touch, but it contains extremely strong defensive power.

Xie Yuan immersed himself in his thoughts, and wholeheartedly felt the sharpness of the sword wind. He felt a different sword energy every time, but with the same intention.

Although Xiao Kai was cheating, Xie Yuan could still talk about his seriousness and diligence when using the cheating, and he had shed some sweat.

[Black Book: (200/200)]

Numbers jumped on the virtual panel, but Xie Yuan could no longer see them.

His mind was clear, and he seemed to see countless wind-like figures around him, each wielding a sword and attacking him continuously.

Xie Yuan seemed to see a mountain, with countless steps on it, which represented countless swordsmen, and even countless ownerless swords, constantly waving and displaying different sword techniques. There were also whirlwinds swirling around the mountain, and countless figures in the wind, displaying sword techniques in the air, floating in the air, which looked strange, weird, and even funny.

But Xie Yuan had no other feeling about this scene. He was completely immersed in the world of swordsmanship and seemed to have forgotten why he came here.

He felt like a monk on a pilgrimage, he took many steps and bowed his head, after an unknown amount of time, he finally arrived at the holy land. Looking at the various sword techniques he had longed for, he was so infatuated that he forgot everything else and was completely distracted.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, Xie Yuan felt a slight pain in his body, and suddenly he was startled and woke up.

He frowned and touched his bare chest, finding some scratches on the skin.

My defense was broken. No wonder I felt some pain just now and woke myself up.

How long has this wind been blowing... Oh no!
Xie Yuan was shocked. Could it be that several days and nights had passed?

He quickly picked up the clothes hidden behind his back and put them on, then rushed out of the cave and found that it was already dusk.

"It's evening. I don't know if it's evening that day, or..."

Xie Yuan had an inexplicable feeling of being so absorbed in playing games during class that he forgot to attend class when he looked at the time. He was about to rush back to the outer courtyard, but he turned around and climbed up to the cave on the cliff not far from here where he often practiced.

"Forget it, it's too late anyway, so it doesn't matter if we wait a little longer!"

Xie Yuan came to the cave, glanced in front of him, and his expression changed.

【Yunshan Sword Style·Perfection】

[Cloud Dragon Nine Styles·Entry Level: (1/500)]

"The Yunshan Sword Style has indeed been perfected... Another perfected technique."

Xie Yuan's eyes lit up, and he flicked his hand lightly, suddenly drawing his sword.

A bright sword light appeared in the cave, illuminating the dim cliff in the evening.

boom--

The sword energy slashed out, leaving a deep mark on the wall of the cave, and rubble fell from the top of the wall.

Xie Yuan put away his sword, his eyes shining brightly.

The Yunshan sword style has been perfected, so its power is secondary.

Just like the perfection of the Benlang Sword Technique, the perfection of the Yunshan Sword Style brought about a comprehensive improvement in the basics of swordsmanship, with chopping, stabbing and slicing all being extremely precise.

Moreover, although Yunshan Sword Style is higher in grade than Benlang Sword Art, it is a sword technique that is used to lay the foundation, so the effect is even greater. Although Xie Yuan has only been practicing swordsmanship for a short time, his foundation is already extremely solid, far beyond that of practicing swordsmanship since childhood, as if he has been immersed in swordsmanship for decades. Not only that, a sword technique has been practiced to perfection, and Xie Yuan himself has recently integrated into the sword style and gained some insights, so he truly comprehended a trace of sword intent from it. This is a perception close to the foundation of swordsmanship, and even if he performs ordinary moves, the power is greatly increased.

Understanding the meaning of the sword and the knife also counts as being an expert in both sword and knife?
But what he really kills is actually the axe.

Xie Yuan looked pleased. The more methods one has and the stronger his strength is, the happier he will be.

And the harvest this time doesn’t end here.

"Nine Cloud Dragon Styles... Entering right away?"

Xie Yuan was a little surprised. He had never even seen this sword technique, but had only heard of its famous name.

The Nine Styles of Cloud Dragon is one of the most profound sword techniques of the Yunshan Sword Sect that is famous throughout the world. It is unpredictable and has infinite power.

This is a sword technique of extremely high grade, which has always been mastered by masters. Few disciples at the Qi and Blood Transformation Stage can get started.

Qin Zhenyang is one of them, and he has never heard of the others. Of course, as a menial disciple, he is not well-informed. But these people must not be many. After all, the swordsmanship of the Yunshan Sword Sect has always been known for its many changes and exquisite moves, making it difficult to master.

Moreover, as Yunlong Nine Styles is one of the top sword techniques of Yunshan Sword Sect, not everyone is qualified to learn it, and the threshold is extremely high.

Ordinary inner sect core disciples cannot learn and comprehend unless they have made meritorious contributions. They must become true disciples of each peak and hall.

Xie Yuan was a handyman, but he learned it all of a sudden and got started, which was really a pleasant surprise.

He was eager to try, grasped the hilt of the sword, and drew his sword again.

The long sword made a sound like a dragon's roar.

The sword light flickered, like a flying dragon in the clouds, shaking its head and wagging its tail. The sword blade was hidden in the bright white sword light as if hidden in the clouds and mist, making it difficult to see clearly. While people were panicking, the sword had already arrived.

Xie Yuan used the first move of the Nine Cloud Dragon Moves in the cave. His figure was graceful, and the sword was shining. Both he and his sword were constantly flashing, making it difficult to distinguish their tracks. If he were to fight an enemy here, the enemy might not be able to catch the corner of Xie Yuan's clothes before being killed by a sword.

The sword light suddenly flashed, then stopped, revealing Xie Yuan's tall figure standing with his sword sheathed.

"It is worthy of being the top swordsmanship of the Yunshan Sword Sect. Its power surpasses all the skills I have learned!"

Xie Yuan was filled with excitement. Even though he had just gotten started and could only use the first move, its power was not to be underestimated.

In terms of power and difficulty, this technique ranks number one among all the techniques he knows.

It's unpredictable, yet extremely sharp, no wonder it's difficult to get started.

The Nine Styles of Cloud Dragon are highly powerful and more difficult.

Of course, for Xie Yuan, the difficulty is naturally not a consideration. With his talent, the more difficult the better.

"I have perfected the Yunshan Sword Style, and learned the Nine Yunlong Styles. The Black Heavenly Book is really amazing. Well, to be honest, it must be the perfect Yunshan Sword Style, coupled with the comprehension of the sword meaning in the sword wind, that allowed me to directly comprehend such a powerful sword technique and enter the door directly."

Xie Yuan nodded, feeling very excited. Such a harvest was really exciting.

But in addition to this, he felt more than that. After being in the world of sword intent for so long, he still had some understanding in his heart, but he couldn't figure it out for the time being.

[Black Book: (1/500)]

"I'll know next time... Each time is harder than the last. The next time may be a long time later."

Xie Yuan nodded, put away his sword, jumped out of the cave, and quickly fled along the cliff. Climbing on this cliff every day was very helpful to his understanding of Yunlong Step, and it improved rapidly.

By the time I got back to the servants' compound, the moon had already risen, which was the time when most of the servants had finished their work.

Xie Yuan greeted many familiar servants in the courtyard. Seeing that no one was unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief:
"It doesn't seem to have been too long. It should be that day."

Tian Zhuang was not far away, and when he saw him coming, he casually greeted him:
"Junior Brother Zhang, did you go to the Banshan Guest House this morning?"

"Yeah, the day of the sword fight is approaching, I'll go over there and sort things out first. By the way, how many days are left?"

As soon as Xie Yuan asked, he heard Tian Zhuang counting on his fingers and said:

"There are still seven days until they go up the mountain. Oh, there are so many things going on recently..."

After hearing this, Xie Yuan was sure that he had only comprehended Kung Fu for one day, which was not bad. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain if he had been missing for too long.

Seeing that he did not attract anyone's attention, Xie Yuan quietly joined the chores and prepared to wash up and rest.

You have been learning for so long today, so have a good sleep, get enough rest, and combine work and rest.

It’s just that the servants’ compound does smell a bit… It’s filled with disciples who have worked hard all day, and the smell is really unpleasant.

After all, it was just a menial job. The Yunshan Sword Sect was established on a high mountain, and the living conditions in the mountains were not very good, especially for menial jobs. Only those who had lived in a large dormitory knew how uncomfortable it was.

However, Xie Yuan had been practicing for a long time and had a firm mind, so this was not difficult for him to endure.

Anyway, I should be able to move upstream soon...

As I was letting my thoughts wander, Tian Zhuang, who was brushing his teeth next to me, suddenly said:
"By the way, I ran into Senior Brother Qin this morning, and he asked why you didn't come."

"Brother Qin? Qin Zhenyang?"

Xie Yuan was stunned for a moment and confirmed.

"Yes, it was the eldest brother. I saw that he seemed to want to talk to you about something, so I said that you must have gone to the Mid-Levels Guest House to do some work. He didn't say anything and left. Did he go there to look for you later? Did you see him?"

Tian Zhuang asked.

Xie Yuan paused, his face stiffening.

How do I know whether he went or not? Did I see him or not?

Just as I was wondering how to answer, there was a commotion at the gate of the compound, and then there were voices of greetings:

"Senior Brother Qin!"

"Hello, senior brother!"

Qin Zhenyang's calm and peaceful voice sounded at the door:
"No need to be polite.

"Junior Brother Zhang Shan, come here for a moment."

(End of this chapter)