In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 341 The Emei Sect has gained another unique skill!

After explaining in detail to Gu Shaoan the method of condensing "essence seed" and "qi seed", Zhang Sanfeng changed the subject: "Have you created any new moves for your newly created martial arts recently?"

Seemingly surprised that Zhang Sanfeng would take the initiative to ask about the "Emei Sword Manual," Gu Shaoan was slightly taken aback.

He immediately nodded and said, "I just created a new move not long ago."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes lit up, as if he had become interested.

He then beckoned to Gu Shaoan and said, "Come on, let's see how good your move is."

As he spoke, Zhang Sanfeng stood up and walked out of the pavilion.

Seeing this, Gu Shaoan didn't waste any words. He picked up the Yitian Sword, got up, and walked out of the pavilion, about three zhang away.

Then, while Zhang Sanfeng waited, Gu Shaoan held the hilt of the Yitian Sword in his right hand, while his legs were slightly bent. It was not a tense posture of gathering strength, but a kind of reserved power gathering, like a bowstring half-drawn or a young bud breaking through the soil. It was as if he was slowly gathering, settling and compressing all his essence, energy and spirit into the three-foot-long sword that had not yet been drawn.

As the internal energy within Gu Shaoan circulated, his aura suddenly changed.

My whole being was like the rising sun, or the spring breeze at noon in February, filled with an indescribable warmth.

At the very moment Gu Shaoan's aura changed, the floating clouds and mountain winds in the sky above the back mountain seemed to be pulled and moved.

Strands of invisible and formless power of heaven and earth, as if summoned, began to gather towards Gu Shaoan at this moment.

"Can this sword strike also draw upon the power of heaven and earth?"

Sensing the changes in the power and momentum of the surrounding world, a strange light and a sigh flashed in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes.

The best way to verify martial arts skills is undoubtedly through combat.

However, given Gu Shaoan's current strength, he wouldn't be able to use his full power in a simple sparring match, let alone verify the strength of his newly created martial arts.

Just like when he attacked Gu Santong before, even though Gu Shaoan only used a green bamboo and did not draw on the power of heaven and earth, it was already difficult for Gu Santong to deal with.

Within the entire Great Wei Kingdom, the best candidate for testing martial arts skills is naturally the seemingly unremarkable Master Zhang standing before us.

Seeing Gu Shaoan's starting stance, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes flashed, and his interest only increased.

With his level of understanding, he could naturally sense that even before the sword was unleashed, its "intention" had already arrived—a peculiar premonition that was both warm and sharp, both new life and destruction.

"Sword Ten: Dawn, please enlighten me, Master Zhang."

Gu Shaoan uttered the name of the move in a low voice, his tone calm.

The moment the words fell.

"Zheng——!"

A clear and melodious sound, like a phoenix's cry echoing through the heavens or the clashing of metal and jade, suddenly shattered the tranquility of the mountains.

Accompanied by the sword's cry, a warm, elegant, and resolute golden light suddenly appeared in the air.

It wasn't the blinding golden light of the sun, but rather the first rays of dawn, shining through gaps in the thick clouds onto the silent earth at daybreak.

It is not particularly fiery or unrestrained, but it possesses an unstoppable, vibrant penetrating power. Its color is warm and soft, as if it can dispel all gloom and coldness, yet it contains a flavor that tears apart the night and announces the arrival of day.

Gu Shaoan's sword-drawing movement was so fast that only a blurry afterimage remained. Man and sword seemed to become one at that moment, transforming into the dawn's first rays, piercing straight for Zhang Sanfeng's left shoulder.

Without complex variations or unpredictable trajectories, it is simply the most direct, fastest, and most focused strike.

The golden light at the tip of the sword was concentrated to its extreme, becoming the brightest, sharpest, and most central source of light in this dawn. The air was silently cut open, leaving a straight, subtle, yet long-lasting golden trace. The scenery around the trace was slightly distorted, as if the space itself had been "ironed" smooth by this warm and sharp sword light.

This sword strike, seemingly upright and warm, actually perfectly blends the "sudden and swift" and "condensed and penetrating" qualities of sword-drawing techniques.

Furthermore, this sword strike contained a dawn-like atmosphere that Zhang Sanfeng had never experienced before.

Faced with this stunning sword strike, Zhang Sanfeng remained standing in place.

Only when the morning light of the sword reached within three feet of him did he casually raise his right hand.

The hand, thick like a fan yet warm and smooth like jade, with the index and middle fingers naturally joined together, as if it were merely brushing away a fallen leaf from the shoulder, or as if it were pinching a wisp of mischievous mountain breeze, gently pointed towards that most concentrated and sharpest golden sword tip.

The movements were slow and natural, yet possessed an indescribable fluidity and naturalness.

"puff……"

A soft sound, like a blunt object piercing thick cotton, rang out.

Gu Shaoan immediately felt that when his sword pierced the void a foot in front of Zhang Sanfeng's fingertip, it encountered that familiar yet unfathomable resistance once again.

A vast, gentle, yet omnipresent viscous force enveloped the morning light from all directions. It did not block it head-on, but rather, like a deep-sea current, it layered and intertwined, slowing down and disintegrating the sharpness and forward momentum of the morning light sword.

It was as if a sword had pierced into a boundless, viscous, yet infinitely vibrant, muddy swamp.

If it were the previous Gu Shaoan, facing a defense of this level, his sword momentum would probably have quickly weakened, making it difficult to advance even an inch.

Just then, the tip of the Yitian Sword, which had been enveloped in viscous energy and whose light had dimmed slightly, suddenly burst forth with a more condensed, purer, and warmer golden light.

The light spot was small, yet warm and dignified.

"laugh--!"

A very faint yet clearly audible sound, like the slow cutting of the finest silk by a blunt blade, rang out.

Immediately afterwards, the concentrated golden light at the tip of Gu Shaoan's sword cut into the solidified fat like a red-hot iron, or like the true light of dawn piercing through the last layer of mist, forcefully tearing open a tiny but real crack in the "swamp" of energy gathered at his fingertips!
In an instant, the tip of the Heaven-Slaying Sword was within an inch of Zhang Sanfeng's fingertip. The warm yet sharp "Dawn" sword intent, which was specifically designed to break through stagnation, even penetrated the barrier of energy, causing Zhang Sanfeng's fingertip skin to feel a faint, strange warmth and a slight stinging sensation.

"what?"

Faced with this scene, Zhang Sanfeng let out a soft exclamation of surprise, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

"What a wonderful 'Dawn'! It truly possesses the sharpness of dawn and the benefit of new life." Zhang Sanfeng praised inwardly, but his movements remained composed.

Just as the golden light from the sword tip was about to touch the skin of his fingertips, Zhang Sanfeng's two fingers, which were pressed together, trembled slightly in an extremely subtle way.

This tremor, seemingly slight, was in fact exquisitely subtle. In the instant the finger trembled, the nature of the energy contained within it underwent a profound and mysterious change.

Within the originally soft and sticky "yin energy," a sudden surge of extremely strong and yang energy, yet equally perfectly rounded and flowing, arose. The yin and yang energies were not separate, but rather merged, rotated, and vibrated in an indescribable, perfect proportion and speed. "Buzz..."

A deep, muffled sound, like the pulse of the earth, emanated from the small space between Zhang Sanfeng's fingertips and the tip of the Heaven-Slaying Sword.

Gu Shaoan immediately felt that the indestructible golden light of "dawn" at the tip of his sword seemed to have collided with an invisible yet extremely resilient tai chi ball.

The penetrating force within the golden light, which was specifically designed to break through stagnation and move forward without hesitation, was instantly enveloped, decomposed, assimilated, and eliminated into nothingness by the sudden appearance of the yin-yang rotational vibration force.

Like a drop of molten metal falling into a rapidly spinning vortex of ice water, it may cause a ripple, but it is quickly cooled, dispersed, and all the heat is taken away by the endless force of the vortex.

A gentle yet irresistible force flowed through the sword, not fierce, but round and long, perfectly pushing back the remaining force on Gu Shaoan's sword and his forward momentum.

Gu Shaoan used the momentum to step back and stand firmly. He twirled the Yitian Sword in his hand and pointed it diagonally at the ground. The warm golden morning light on the sword had completely subsided, leaving only the cold, watery light of the blade itself.

When he looked at Zhang Sanfeng opposite him, a hint of surprise inevitably appeared in his eyes.

Lowering his raised hand, Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a moment before asking, "Your new move is somewhat similar to your 'One Sword Separates Worlds' move."

Gu Shaoan nodded and said, "This sword is a fusion of the 'Sword Drawing Technique' and 'Sword Nine: One Sword Separates Worlds'."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said, "The fusion of the two martial arts, combined with your new artistic conception, is not much less powerful than your move 'One Sword Separates the World,' but it has the advantage of having the characteristics of 'Sword Drawing Technique,' which is as fast as lightning. It is indeed a killing move."

"Moreover, if I'm not mistaken, this move of yours should be considered a sword technique that can be practiced independently within your 'Emei Sword Manual'."

Gu Shaoan smiled and said, "Master Zhang's insight is indeed remarkable."

Because of the integration of the "Sword Drawing Technique," Gu Shaoan's Sword Ten can still be practiced independently even without having studied the earlier sword moves of the "Emei Sword Manual."

However, without the preceding sword moves as a foundation, the power will be greatly reduced.

The upper limit is the level at which one can influence the power of heaven and earth.

"Not bad!"

However, the so-called innovation does not mean abandoning one's own martial arts research and practicing new martial arts.

That's not innovation, it's abandoning what's old and not using it.

For masters, innovation means constantly developing and integrating their own martial arts, allowing them to unleash greater power.

For example, Zhang Sanfeng's "Tai Chi Swordplay" is a fusion of his own "Tai Chi Fist" and "Zhenwu Swordplay".

It is similar to Tai Chi Chuan, but also has many differences.

Therefore, in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, Gu Shaoan's Sword Ten was already considered an extremely skillful sword move.

"The Emei Sect has gained another unique skill!" Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but sigh.

Then, thinking of his two fools, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but sigh.

A few breaths later, Zhang Sanfeng changed the subject and said, "However, your cultivation progress is indeed faster than I expected. Last time you came to Wudang, your sword intent was barely there, and you had only just entered the first realm of swordsmanship. But when you made your move just now, I could see that your sword intent was quite obvious, and you had clearly entered the second realm of swordsmanship."

Gu Shaoan replied, "It was just luck; I'm still far inferior to Master Zhang."

When Gu Shaoan reached the Qi Condensation Realm, he was already aware that the difference in strength between himself and Zhang Sanfeng was like heaven and earth.

But now, Gu Shaoan's strength is far greater than it was a few years ago.

Not to mention his internal strength and skill, his swordsmanship and mastery of martial arts have also improved dramatically.

Gu Shaoan originally thought that with his current strength, he could at least make Zhang Sanfeng fight back.

Who would have thought that Zhang Sanfeng could easily deflect such a powerful sword strike?

Throughout the entire process, Zhang Sanfeng did not invoke the power of heaven and earth.

Compared to three years ago, Zhang Sanfeng still gave Gu Shaoan the feeling that could only be described as "unfathomable".

It was as if the gap in strength between the two had not narrowed at all.

This gave Gu Shaoan the feeling that compared to Ningyuan Chenggang, seeing him was like a frog in a well seeing the moon in the sky, while after entering Ningyuan Chenggang, seeing him was like a mayfly seeing the blue sky.

Seemingly understanding the meaning behind Gu Shaoan's words, Zhang Sanfeng chuckled and said, "You're not very old, but you're quite ambitious. You're already thinking about competing with this old Taoist."

After sheathing his sword, Gu Shaoan smiled lightly and said, "As the number one martial artist in the Great Wei Kingdom, I naturally take Master Zhang as my role model."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng smiled noncommittally and said, "Let's talk about it when you can achieve the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, enter the Celestial Realm, and reach the state of oneness with the sword in your own swordsmanship!"

Gu Shaoan seemed to understand Zhang Sanfeng's implied meaning and asked curiously, "Master Zhang's swordsmanship has already reached the realm of oneness with the sword?"

Zhang Sanfeng gave a light "humph": "When I was young, I was known as the 'master of both fist and sword.' Do you think I am bad at swordsmanship? I entered the third realm of swordsmanship decades ago."

Gu Shaoan cupped his hands and said, "This junior has now entered the second realm of swordsmanship. I wonder how to enter the third realm of swordsmanship, the realm of man and sword as one?"

However, when asked by Gu Shaoan, Zhang Sanfeng shook his head: "I can't say."

Then, amidst Gu Shaoan's confusion, Zhang Sanfeng spoke up: "The third realm of swordsmanship is different from the previous two realms. This realm can only be comprehended by oneself. The swordsmanship that I have comprehended is not your swordsmanship. Talking too much will only increase the difficulty for you to improve your swordsmanship."

Upon hearing this, a sense of disappointment flashed through Gu Shaoan's heart.

According to Zhang Sanfeng, there is no shortcut to entering the third realm of swordsmanship; one can only rely on Gu Shaoan's own continuous study and comprehension.

"Alright, we've finished talking. You remember to help this old Taoist priest figure out how to solve the Cihang Jingzhai problem."

After saying this, Zhang Sanfeng turned around and his figure drifted away like a floating cloud.

Gu Shaoan gave a bitter smile in response to Zhang Sanfeng's words before he left.

He doesn't have any smart drugs, so how can he suddenly make two idiots become smart?

We can't just give these two the "Evil-Repelling Sword Manual" to practice, can we?

(End of this chapter)