The moon set and the sun rose, time flowed like water.
In a daze.
Three more days had passed.
Luo Mu remained in his room, surrounded by piles of paper, some intact, some crumpled into balls, and some torn to shreds.
His eyes were bloodshot.
He held a pen, hovering in mid-air.
Compared to the surroundings.
The desk in front of him was neat and tidy.
Only one secret manual.
It was originally blank, but now it was down to the last few pages.
The front was already finished.
It was obvious.
The deduction had been completed for the most part.
“Ding!”
“You have focused your mind and heart on the profound deduction of the ‘Immortal Blade Scripture,’ and a flash of inspiration has struck you!!! Critical strike triggered, receiving a hundredfold harvest!”
In an instant.
A torrent of information flooded his mind.
Dense and numerous.
And Luo Mu finally grasped the final key point.
He lowered his pen, finishing the remaining content.
Whew!
Luo Mu leaned back.
His taut nerves relaxed.
After about ten breaths, a hearty laugh slowly echoed through the room.
Luo Mu sat up straight.
He picked up the manual on the table, his face filled with excitement.
Finally... it's done!
He successfully deduced the ‘Immortal Blade Scripture’ to the upper-grade of Xuan rank!
And according to his judgment, the ‘Immortal Blade Scripture’ should be among the top tier in the upper-grade of Xuan rank.
Because the current ‘Immortal Blade Scripture’ has almost no weaknesses!
He has integrated the essence of fifteen blade technique manuals!
A hundred blades per breath, blade power enhancement, and so on.
Of course, the most important aspect is the ‘Immortal Blade Scripture’ itself.
It could only condense a hundred Immortal Blade Qi before, but now it can condense a thousand, or even more!
The exact number depends on the physical body's endurance.
But Luo Mu estimated that the maximum should be about three thousand!
“Domain Blade Style.”
“Dominating Blade Style.”
“Extreme Blade Style.”
“Unsheathing Blade Style.”
These are the moves that Luo Mu deduced.
Simpler than before, but more powerful!
Domain Blade Style.
A hundred meters around the body is filled with Blade Qi, forming a domain.
Opponents within it will be attacked by Blade Qi from all directions at any time.
It’s a range-based attack.
Suitable for clearing the field.
But this move consumes quite a lot of blood essence.
Luo Mu estimated that he would have to reach the Spirit Sea Realm at least to be able to use it without any restraint.
After all, the quality of true essence is far superior to blood essence.
Dominating Blade Style.
Embrace the rivers and seas, the rivers and seas... return to the sea!
All Blade Qi merges into one blade, domineering and unparalleled, containing the momentum of sweeping the world.
Extreme Blade Style.
At least a hundred blades can be struck in one breath, enough to deal with agile martial artists.
Unsheathing Blade Style.
An advanced version of Dominating Blade Style.
Blade Qi merges, hidden in the scabbard, suppressed endlessly, until it reaches its limit, then erupts!
Its power far surpasses Dominating Blade Style!
“With the previous foundation, it won’t be too difficult to train.”
Luo Mu closed the manual, a smile appearing on his face.
The blade techniques were all deduced by him.
Naturally, there are no doubts about the training content.
As before, the main thing is to condense Immortal Blade Qi, this is the foundation of the blade technique.
A hundred strands is the entry level.
Three hundred strands is a glimpse of the technique.
Five hundred strands is mastery.
Seven hundred strands is perfection.
As for completion, one thousand strands can be considered complete, but it's far from reaching the limit.
It is also necessary to practice moves.
The current moves are extremely exquisite, simply understanding them isn’t enough, one must constantly practice.
“How long has it been?”
Time flies when you're practicing, even though Luo Mu had kept a watchful eye, he was a little dazed.
“It should be about three days.”
Luo Mu stood up.
He stretched his body, and crackling sounds like fried beans echoed from within.
“To have deduced a blade technique to the upper-grade in just three days, if I tell others, they wouldn't believe me.”
Luo Mu’s lips curved upwards.
Of course, all this is thanks to the system, this little helper.
And the rules he previously summarized were correct.
The longer the continuous practice, the deeper the immersion of the mind, the greater the probability of a high critical strike!
These past three days.
He worked day and night, with no other thoughts, deeply immersed in deduction.
The number of hundredfold critical strikes reached thirteen times!
There was even one three-hundredfold critical strike!
Otherwise, he couldn't have deduced it so quickly.
“Furthermore, a flash of inspiration is crucial.”
Luo Mu put away the manual and placed it in his storage ring.
Whether it’s martial arts training or the deduction of cultivation techniques, there is a saying of a flash of inspiration.
What is a flash of inspiration?
It’s a moment when you seem to enter a wondrous state, like enlightenment, in this state, your thoughts flow like a spring, far surpassing your usual state.
Like just now.
He was lucky enough to have a flash of inspiration, and the system triggered a hundredfold critical strike at the same time.
It’s equivalent to experiencing a flash of inspiration one hundred times.
The harvest is imaginable.
Therefore, he was able to instantly fill in the final key points of the blade technique.
A flash of inspiration is very rare.
It's all down to luck.
Therefore, it’s almost impossible for ordinary people to deduce martial arts, even if they spend their entire lifetime.
Taking a deep breath.
Luo Mu dismissed his thoughts, walked to the side, washed up a little, and then picked up his spirit blade and headed out.
He remembered that they were supposed to leave three days ago.
But his attention was completely absorbed by martial arts deduction.
So he forgot.
He didn't know if Cheng Qing Man and the others had already left.
——
Wandering around the Marquis’s Mansion, with the guidance of a servant, Luo Mu found Cheng Qing Man.
At this moment, Cheng Qing Man was sitting on a swing.
Her right hand held a spirit fruit, occasionally taking a bite, while her left hand held an ancient storybook, looking at it with interest.
A gentle breeze blew, swaying Cheng Qing Man's blue hair.
She has a beautiful face, her skin is as white as snow.
Especially her legs, quite long.
Under the sunlight, the whole person has an indescribable beauty.
In the past, his attention was all on cultivation.
As a result, Luo Mu never really looked at Cheng Qing Man.
But now, he felt amazed.
He didn't expect Cheng Qing Man to be so pretty.
“Luo Shi Di?”
As if sensing something, Cheng Qing Man raised her head, startled when she saw Luo Mu, then a look of surprise appeared on her face, “You’re out of seclusion!”
“Sorry, I was again...”
Before Luo Mu could finish.
Cheng Qing Man interrupted directly, even blinking her eyes.
“It’s a small matter, and besides, we’re all good friends, I totally understand you, it's only been three days, I thought you would be gone for half a month.”
“Do you want some spirit fruit?”
Speaking, Cheng Qing Man took out a spirit fruit from her bosom and wiped it on her clothes.