Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2192: Chapter 2193: Sword Techniques

As long as you find a good spiritual technique, you feel satisfied. After a bit of cultivation and barely entering the starter level, you run off to enjoy yourself. Whether it suits you or not, such people are the ones Wang Hao looks down on the most.

However, Lin Chen right now clearly makes him feel extremely delighted.

”Good!”

Wang Hao laughed heartily, patted Lin Chen on the shoulder, and then said, ”It’s not a waste of time teaching you.”

”Once I’ve mastered the basics, when will you teach me the rest of the moves, Master?”

Lin Chen inquired eagerly, his eyes full of expectation.

”Right now. But how much you can grasp will depend on your own understanding.”

After Wang Hao finished speaking, his aura suddenly transformed, with a fierce sword qi, exuding a sharpness strongly.

Though he had no sword in his hand, merely through the sword fingers formed by his hands, he was not inferior to someone wielding a Divine Weapon.

With the emergence of this aura, Lin Chen also put away his smile, his face became serious, his eyes wide open, seemingly to clearly see the sword momentum released by Wang Hao.

Wang Hao had already set his book aside; his right hand’s sword fingers slightly curved upward, and his wrist lightly lifted.

The slightly lifted sword fingers, with this slow progression, climbed a powerful sword intent and spiritual energy.

This was a different move from what Lin Chen had previously seen—those spiritual energies were not hidden in the hand but were all explosively released.

The explosive aura made Lin Chen feel a slight chill suddenly.

The most terrifying part was that those around were also the same. They slightly raised their heads to gaze, eyes fixed on Wang Hao’s uplifted hand, as if there were precious treasures upon it.

Yet this aura did not last long, only after a few breaths, Wang Hao’s fingers loosened, that sword momentum instantly collapsed, simultaneously dispelling the chill from Lin Chen’s body.

”Did you see it clearly?”

Wang Hao asked lightly without expression; this was the sword style he created in his early years, carrying very aggressive momentum, not hidden, with an indomitable spirit.

”Almost?”

Lin Chen slightly furrowed his brows, he lowered his head gently; although he had unfolded his gaze, he didn’t see Wang Hao’s moves clearly.

What he saw vaguely was that the spiritual energy moved along his dantian, converging from various meridians towards the arms.

Subsequently, as it was about to enter his arm’s meridian, those tiny, stream-like spiritual energies surged into one of the arm’s meridians.

Under the infusion of that spiritual energy, his entire arm seemed to transform into a massive sword body, only a sword blade emerging from the arm, through the sword fingers, becoming a sharp, spiritual-energy-formed sword blade.

”Actually it’s just your manipulation of spiritual energy, the operation route is simple.”

Seeing Lin Chen’s confused appearance, Wang Hao had to point out with his finger over Lin Chen’s body, sword finger wandering from his dantian, and in the wandering, Lin Chen’s internal spiritual energy seemed to be pulled, guided through the meridians.

Indeed, as Lin Chen had anticipated, that spiritual energy quickly converged on the arm, rushing forward through one point in between.

During the surge, Lin Chen couldn’t help but feel the somewhat narrow meridians faintly aching; he let out a slight hiss.

”Control this spiritual energy.”

Wang Hao reminded, he was only helping Lin Chen tidy the direction of spiritual energy flow, but the actual control was up to Lin Chen himself.

Upon hearing this, Lin Chen hurriedly focused his mind and quickly withdrew some spiritual energy.

Strangely, after Lin Chen withdrew some spiritual energy, the forward momentum surprisingly slowed down.

The originally overwhelming momentum nearly stilled, transforming into a trickling stream.

His arm meridians were no longer painful, but once his spiritual energy poured into the sword body, that might vanished, lacking the momentum Wang Hao had demonstrated earlier.

Lin Chen hesitated, his confusion deepened.

”It’s like riding a horse across a narrow bridge, with a boulder blocking the road on the other side. If your horse gallops fast enough, you can leap over effortlessly, but if you slow down, can you still make it?”

”The so-called momentum is the same; when you can deftly manipulate spiritual energy racing through your meridians, that momentum naturally emerges, but it requires a process, a training process.”

Wang Hao tirelessly explained, just as he’d previously asked Lin Chen to cultivate basics in sword technique—the proficiency in spiritual energy manipulation is crucial before advancing to the sword techniques he uses.

This sword technique is challenging due to the control needed; if one cannot master the most basic level of ease, Lin Chen cannot proceed to the next step.

Under Wang Hao’s explanation, Lin Chen nodded pensively.

Though still somewhat bewildered, Wang Hao had guided him in the power techniques; all that’s left is continuous practice.

”Before you master this, don’t bother me again.”

After saying this, Wang Hao turned back to his book, sinking into it once more, but based on his occasional smile, he seemed fairly satisfied with Lin Chen.

”Then I shall leave, Master.”

Lin Chen slightly furrowed his brow, realizing staying here was of little use, so he turned to walk away, heading back.

Along the way back, he kept pondering Wang Hao’s words as if grasping something that slipped away quickly, leaving him somewhat frustrated.

”Seems like I must figure out how to return to the trial field; but the spirit stones...”

Lin Chen thought about it, unable to suppress a bitter smile. Over the past few months, he continuously visited the trial field, though he managed only a few days between outings, entering required spirit stones for teleportation.

He had no source of income, relying solely on the spirit stones Sun Tianming provided, which were now nearly gone, presenting a dilemma concerning the spirit stones.

Lin Chen smiled bitterly; a clever wife can’t cook without rice.

Previously, he heard from Sun Tianming that for new disciples reaching the Spirit Pill realm, they receive some spirit stones monthly, and if there’s a breakthrough within the Spirit Pill realm, more are awarded.

This serves as a sect incentive.

After all, spirit stones are not easily sourced; ordinary disciples can hardly find them, evidently relying on strength improvement to obtain, making them more pragmatic.

”Well, there’s about to be a breakthrough soon; no need to rush.”

Lin Chen comforted himself, now at the ninth level of refining spirit, moving further would be solidifying the pill and stepping into the Spirit Pill realm.