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Only the sword cultivator's moves are slightly more powerful.
When cultivators fight, if the cultivation levels of both sides are equal, they usually compete on the quality of their skills. The better the skills they practice, the higher their chances of winning.
However, the player's wisdom is infinite.
The various combat styles developed by experienced and advanced players use modern arithmetic, formulas, and statistics to calculate how to cause the greatest damage at the lowest cost in the early and middle stages.
It is like using a combination of skills with a set of yellow-grade techniques, the power of which is comparable to that of black-grade or even low-level earth-grade techniques.
It is similar to a combination of skills that produces an effect where 1+1 is far greater than 2.
These martial arts books of the Fire Sword School, for example, are all basic yellow-grade martial arts. Except for the only mysterious-grade "Art of Hidden Weapons", they are all collected in the scripture pavilion of every family.
That's why Han Mo was able to collect all the skills needed for this strategy at once.
"Although I have gathered all the skills required for this school, can I learn it?"
Han Mo still had some doubts about this.
You know, the Fire Sword School is a martial arts style that can only be perfectly performed by those in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
This is because the "Sword Controlling Technique" can only be mastered by the monks who have established their foundation, a spell that remotely controls the flying sword to attack the enemy.
Of course, this does not mean that Qi Refining cultivators cannot learn the Sword Controlling Technique, it is just because Qi Refining cultivators do not have spiritual consciousness.
Even if one has learned it, one cannot lock onto the enemy through spiritual sense or control the flying sword to track the enemy. The best one can do is a direct one-time attack.
However, in the game, even for a player in the Foundation Establishment Stage, it would take at least a few years to master the Fire Sword style. As for mastering it, it would take at least ten years.
This time, the hint given in the notes is "Gather all the above materials, and you can learn the Explosive Fire Sword in one hour."
Last time, the “perfect foundation building” had to wait until the next day, but this time it only took one hour.
Han Mo guessed that the time difference might be because it takes a hundred years to build a perfect foundation, while it only takes about ten years to master this set of explosive fire swords.
Of course, whether it is one day or one hour, if it can be achieved, it is no exaggeration to say that this strategy note is absolutely a heaven-defying existence.
What is the most important thing in cultivating immortals?
Cultivation? Magical weapon? Divine consciousness? Spiritual stone?
None of that, it’s time!
Cultivating immortals is boring, and a secluded retreat takes up a lot of time.
However, this notebook can shorten the originally long decades of hard training to days. Compared with the golden finger green bottle of a certain celestial being, its magical effect in promoting the growth of herbs is no less than that.
However, whether it is true or not still needs to be verified.
Thinking of this, Han Mo quickly took out several books of martial arts that he had collected from his storage bag and placed them one by one in front of the notebook.
Following the instructions in the notes, he collected all the skills needed for the Fire Sword Flow, but he had no idea what to do next.
"So, what should we do next?"
While Han Mo was deep in thought, a dazzling blood light suddenly shone from the notebook. His head suddenly sank, and then he felt a strong sense of dizziness.
The next moment, he felt his consciousness enter an illusory space. The entire space was empty except for the notebook floating in the air with blood flashing on it.
Han Mo guessed that this was most likely the space inside the notebook, and this was his second time entering this space.
Looking up at the notebook, there was clearly a blinding light and he should not be able to see anything, but Han Mo saw that there seemed to be human figures practicing moves in it.
At the same time, a lot of familiar yet unfamiliar information suddenly flooded into his mind. This information included cultivation formulas, exercise methods, moves, combination of techniques, combo skills, and other various information about the Fire Sword Flow.
Because the amount of information was too huge, it took Han Mo a long time to digest it all.
When he came to his senses again, he found that a whole hour had passed.
After waking up, Han Mo checked himself briefly. After finding that he was not seriously injured, he quickly took out a magical sword and stood outside.
He took a deep breath, and then his mind moved.
In an instant, a magical sword with flames on its surface floated at his side. As he pointed his finger forward, the flaming sword quickly shot towards the rockery in front.
boom--!
A corner of the solid rockery was instantly blown down, and the high-temperature aftermath of the flames steamed the surrounding air, making a tearing sound, which showed the power of this sword.
In the Qi Refining Stage, he actually learned the Explosive Fire Sword that can only be mastered in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and it only took him one hour?
“This notebook is truly magical!”
Han Mo was deeply shocked.
"Next, try the explosion!"
After taking back the fire sword, Han Mo quickly used the "Art of Hiding Weapons" and injected most of his spiritual energy into the magic sword in his hand. This is also a way to hide the weapon quickly.
After a few breaths, the sword trembled slightly and turned fiery red all over, as if it had just been taken out of a forge. It seemed that the "Art of Hiding the Weapon" had taken effect.
However, in order to detonate the sword, you need to recite a mantra.
Borrowing from the settings in some novels about cultivating immortals, some of Bahuang Changsheng's spells also require specific mantras to be recited when releasing them.
Just like a wizard needs to chant an incantation when casting a spell, a Maoshan Taoist priest needs to shout "Ji Ji Ru Lv Ling" when casting a spell, which is a similar way of starting a spell.
Although Han Mo remembered the mantra that triggered the Hidden Weapon Technique very clearly, he was hesitant to speak it out, just because...
"No, this is too embarrassing to say. Damn the game planner for designing such a shameful slogan."
The formula was not one of those mysterious classical Chinese short sentences. Instead, it was so embarrassing that Han Mo couldn't recite it out for a long time.
"In order to build a perfect foundation, I have to fight for it."
After a pause, Han Mo closed his eyes and said loudly with a desperate attitude:
"Red Peak Spear, Immortal Shield, slay all the Immortal Kings and destroy the Nine Heavens. The top of the Immortals, proud of the world, as long as I am Han Mo, there will be heaven.
Han Mo: "..."
After a few seconds of silence.
"If Heaven had not given birth to me, Han Mo, the sword path would have been dark forever.
Take it, my strong, invincible, and most powerful move, and then crush it and die!"
I don’t know what complex ingredients this game designer has, and his bad taste.
The formula that triggers the "Art of Hiding Weapons" is actually set to be the second-year dialogue of an unknown red-haired monster in his later years, a manager, and a president.
As Han Mo recited the incantation from his memory, he controlled the long sword and shot it towards the rockery again. This time, the long sword exploded with a loud bang in mid-air.
Boom——!
The three-meter-high rockery was instantly engulfed in intense flames. The large amount of airflow generated by the explosion almost knocked Han Mo over. Even the paving tiles in the backyard were squeezed and deformed by the violent explosion and cracked into smaller gravel.
When the smoke cleared, there was no trace of the rockery in front, only a deep pit.
"With this kind of power, how can a Qi-refining cultivator resist it with his head? This is just the detonation of a magic weapon. If it were to detonate a talisman or a magic weapon, the power would be unimaginable."
Having said that, this formula is really too shameful.
Showing off also depends on the occasion. If you are in the novel of the red-haired old monster, in that kind of high-level battle, it’s okay to say a few words, and it can even add to your coolness.
But imagine that in a fight between a group of Qi-refining ghosts, if you suddenly shouted something like "Kill all the Immortal Kings and destroy the Nine Heavens" or "The sword path will last forever like a long night", you would probably be so embarrassed that you could dig out a three-bedroom, two-living-room house with your toes.
Embarrassment is secondary. The most important thing is that you may end up in social dread and be criticized by others.
"This is just a precautionary preparation. If it is not necessary, it is better not to expose the "Hidden Weapon Art". After all, it is just a battle between Qi Refining Stages."
In the end, Han Mo decided to hide it as his first trump card.
If it wasn't necessary, he didn't want to use this trump card which could easily lead to social failure in front of everyone.
But in this way, the trump card is in place. All Han Cheng needs to do is bring back the war supplies that he spent 20,000 spirit stones to purchase, and everything will be ready.
While Han Mo was getting familiar with the fire sword practice, two hours passed in a flash and Han Cheng finally returned.
"Sir, I, along with a dozen servants, have run around all the markets in the city and have finally bought all the elixirs, talismans, puppets, and magic swords you requested. I have counted the quantities several times and there are no mistakes or omissions."
As he spoke, Han Cheng took off all the dozen or so bulging storage bags hanging around his waist and placed them on Han Mo's desk.
After checking and confirming everything was correct, Han Mo nodded slightly:
"Uncle Han, you've worked hard. Go down and have a rest."
With these preparations, the best situation is that you can successfully get into the top three without using the fire sword.
Hope so!
Thus, time passed quickly as Han Mo practiced the fire sword, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day when the Ascension Conference would begin.
Chapter 37 Why did you buy these medicines?
2024-03-16
In the early morning, accompanied by the sound of six melodious bells that echoed throughout Yifeng City, the Ascension Conference officially began.
The six bell tolls represented the six sects of Tianhaizhou, the organizers of the Ascension Conference - the Jinhong Sword Sect, the Baicao Sect, the Xinghe Sword Sect, the Fenyan Valley, the Huachen Sect and the Guanghan Palace.
The Six Sects naturally cannot be compared with the huge holy land. After all, in the entire Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty, there are only five sects that can be called holy lands.
Compared with the holy land, the Six Sects are undoubtedly small local sects, but in Tianhai Province, the concept is completely different.
That is the holy place for cultivation that countless cultivators in Tianhaizhou dream of joining.
Therefore, in every Ascension Conference, countless young cultivators from Tianhai Province came here in pursuit of fame, hoping to stand out at the conference and gain the favor of the six sects and join them.
Of course, Han Mo is not among these people.
At this moment, our villain prince is nestling in the arms of his cousin... Su Mengyao, leisurely riding on a magic chariot pulled by four soaring beasts, all the way to the venue of the Ascension Conference - the Ascension Platform in the center of the city.
In the treasure carriage, Han Mo was holding a half-eaten peach cake, leaning in Su Mengyao's arms, chewing slowly.
"Is it tasty?"
Su Mengyao massaged his shoulders and asked seriously:
"This is my first time making shortbread. I know you don't like sugar, so I put more eggs and sesame seeds in it. Are they not to your taste? Do you want me to put less next time?"
Han Mo smiled and said, "No, I just like to eat fragrant things, and this tastes just right. I didn't expect our Mengyao to be able to make cakes, she is so virtuous!"
"I...I...our Mengyao?! Stupid Han Mo, go to hell!"
Hearing Han Mo's affectionate name, Su Mengyao suddenly lost her composure, and even subconsciously increased the strength of the hand that was pinching her shoulder.