What a lucky world!

Chapter 280 You're using this to test your cadres?

One hundred lucky coins!
Zhang Mu used most of his luck money to exchange for clues to opportunities, but he used luck money condensed by the Luck Palace.

In fact, after Qianyuan Martial Village successfully advanced to the level of a gathering force, the amount of luck and fortune it accumulated also increased significantly.

When they were still at the Condensation Realm, they could condense about 120 crystals per year. Now, they can condense at least 1,000 crystals per year.

According to Zhang Mu's guess, the Qi Luck Money that a Qi Condensation Realm force can accumulate each year is about one hundred to five hundred, while that of a Qi Gathering Realm force should be between one thousand and five thousand, depending on the size of the force itself.

As the leader of the village, Zhang Mu has absolute control over the village's fortune and wealth, so he doesn't need to carry it with him; the Heavenly Secret Scroll can be used to deduct it.

A set of incomplete techniques and a hundred luck coins isn't too expensive.

Immediately, Zhang Mu had a thought and chose to exchange.

The next moment, a set of moves appeared in Zhang Mu's mind. Zhang Mu immediately closed his eyes and carefully digested them.

After about half a cup of tea's time, Zhang Mu opened his eyes again.

I have mastered the incomplete moves of the Tai Xu Po Wang Sword Technique.

As the Heavenly Secrets Scroll was deduced, Zhang Mu learned more about this sword technique.

During the era of the war between humans and demons, there existed a super sect on par with Mount Shu, named Louguantai.

Like Mount Shu, Louguantai was also completely destroyed in that great battle, and its lineage was severed.

This Taixu Powang Sword Technique is the ultimate martial art of Louguantai.

Tai Xu Po Wang cuts through the illusions before one's eyes and breaks through the demons in one's heart. On the surface, it is a sword technique, but in reality, it is a mental cultivation method.

The core principle is to sever the three corpses and instantly become an immortal.

However, the incomplete move on the pillar in the pavilion has nothing to do with the Three Corpses Slaying Technique, but is the "Soul Devouring Emptiness" from the Tai Xu Po Wang Sword Technique.

This move is designed to strike at the enemy's mind!

This was precisely the kind of mental attack that Zhang Mu needed to deal with the Sun-Devouring Demon.

Zhang Mu took a deep breath, stepped back, and bowed towards the central pillar of the pavilion.

There's no such thing as a free lunch.

I just happened to need this kind of martial art, and then I happened to come across this good thing.

impossible!
It's easy to guess that this must have been left behind by the senior in the pavilion.

Perhaps he realized that Zhang Mu had no means to deal with a great demon in the Sun Devouring Realm, so he deliberately left another sword mark containing sword intent.

As for why not teach it directly?

Zhang Mu guessed that on one hand, the other party might not want to form this karmic connection with him, and on the other hand, it might be due to the senior's temper.

The sword intent on the sword mark is not lasting and will dissipate on its own in a few hours.

If you're destined to see it, you will; if not, then forget it.

After bowing to the pavilion pillars, Zhang Mu bowed to the void and said, "I will remember the kindness of the senior in imparting his knowledge."

After saying this, Zhang Mu drew his sword again and went up to Qingping Martial Village once more!
……

The vast blue sky.

A figure stood on a sword, his gaze piercing through the sky, watching Zhang Mu leave the pavilion halfway up the mountain, his brows slightly furrowed.

"You grasped it so quickly?"

"Could this kid also possess the physique of having a clear sword mind?"

Suddenly, his gaze turned cold and sharp. He turned around and looked at the empty space behind him, and whispered, "Come out!"

The next moment, the void rippled, and a clear laugh rang out, as a beautiful young woman gradually revealed herself.

The woman appeared to be in her early twenties, with a slender figure and exceptionally beautiful appearance. Every smile and frown seemed to captivate the heart. At this moment, she stood barefoot, her feet resting on a pure white lotus.

"The White Lotus Saintess Ling Xiang'er greets Lord Pei!" "This junior did not intentionally follow him, but merely..."

Before she could finish speaking, a sword flashed and pierced through the White Lotus Saintess's throat. The White Lotus Saintess stared at the other party in disbelief.

"I will not negotiate with the demon race!" Pei Zhaoming said calmly. "Next time we meet, come in your true form!"

Immediately, the figure of the White Lotus Saintess in front of him transformed into a petal of a white lotus flower, which drifted down gently.

Watching the falling white lotus petals, Pei Zhaoming looked north, snorted softly, and then his figure disappeared into the horizon like lightning.

……

Zhang Mu stepped back into the gates of Qingping Martial Village.

Everything around seemed unchanged, except for the rotting corpses scattered everywhere and the swarms of mosquitoes.

But it was as if Zhang Mu had stepped on a switch; as soon as he entered the gate of the martial village, the rotting corpses stood up again.

They roared silently at Zhang Mu, then picked up their weapons and slowly surrounded him.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Mu drew his Yinhu sword.

The Tiger Sword trembled slightly, and a tiger's roar rang in Zhang Mu's mind, causing his internal energy to circulate wildly.

The next moment, Zhang Mu unleashed "Soul Devouring Void"!
Sword shadows rose from the Yin Hu Sword, and with a slash from Zhang Mu, they instantly transformed into fierce tigers emerging from the mountains, charging towards the rotting corpse!

These fierce tiger sword shadows pounced on the rotting corpse, biting hard. Then, a faint yellow light could be seen being bitten out of the corpse by the tiger, which then swallowed it whole, emitting a series of mournful cries.

As the yellow light was swallowed by the tiger's sword shadow, the rotting corpses that were originally impossible to kill fell to the ground one by one.

The fierce tiger sword pounced on one rotting corpse, then pounced on another.

In an instant, the rotting corpse that had been so troublesome for Zhang Mu was solved.

But the situation changed the next moment.

Zhang Mu discovered that many of the corpses automatically emitted a yellow light. The yellow light seemed to flee from the corpses as if it were fleeing, and then gathered together to form a yellow cocoon of light.

A somewhat mournful voice came from the cocoon of light—

"My lord, please have mercy!"

"This servant did not mean to harm you, sir!"

As they spoke, cracks appeared on the cocoon of light. Then, the cocoon split open, revealing a woman who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Twin ponytails, 168cm tall, D-cup, white fur, cat-like, with a large, fluffy tail swaying slightly behind her.

"My lord, are you satisfied with this?"

Zhang Mu frowned slightly, stepped forward, and looked at the other person.

"You can see right through me?" Zhang Mu said coldly.

"This servant possesses only a small talent or supernatural ability..." the demoness said softly, swaying her waist. "My lord, I was merely protecting myself just now; I had no intention of harming you."

"Please, sir, have mercy on me..."

As she spoke, the enchantress leaned towards Zhang Mu!

"Get lost!" Zhang Mu raised his foot and kicked hard. The Tiger Sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, quickly piercing more than thirty holes in the demoness's body, each strike avoiding vital points.

"Damn it, when you transform, can't you at least change your face too!" Zhang Mu spat. "A weasel's face, and you use that to test the cadres?"

"Which cadre can't withstand such a test!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

My eyes were inflamed, so I rested for two days. Sorry for the inconvenience.

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