Chapter 721: A Small Trick for Using the Sword

Upon hearing the method Lu Yang proposed, Daoist Wuyu suddenly felt as if Lu Yang had already completed his apprenticeship; there was no longer any need to pass on his own bottom-of-the-barrel, shameless fighting techniques to Lu Yang.

He felt that Lu Yang was fully capable of comprehending a set of shameless fighting techniques that were better suited to him and would be smoother to use.

The student has surpassed the master.

As for this "Wan Jian Return to the Sect," let alone that Lu Yang was his disciple, even if he weren't, to outsiders, he would still appear to be his disciple.

Lu Yang felt that his improvement method was indeed very useful. Not to mention that it solved the problem of "Wan Jian Return to the Sect" being too flashy, just the fact that it solved the problem of not being able to use the Seven-Star Sword Formation externally proved it was a good method.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, the Seven-Star Sword Formation belonged to Young Sect Master Lu, and had nothing to do with him, Lu Yang.

Having never had the opportunity to display the Seven-Star Sword Formation, Lu Yang felt he had let the Seven-Star Sword Formation down quite a bit.

This was a good method that killed many birds with one stone.

Soon, Lu Yang hid the Cheng Ying Sword and the Seven-Star Sword Formation in the small world of the Green Edge Sword and once again performed "Wan Jian Return to the Sect."

Sure enough, no clues could be seen from the outside, and even Daoist Wuyu, upon seeing it, had to give a thumbs up and call it insidious.

Praised by his master, Lu Yang did not become arrogant or complacent, but instead calmed his heart to learn how to perform "Wan Jian Return to the Sect" more proficiently. Daoist Wuyu watched from the side and nodded repeatedly; his little disciple's temperament was better than his own when he was young.

If he had thought of any insidious moves back then, he would have gone off to scheme against people long ago; how would he have continued to cultivate?

Seven days passed, and Lu Yang was finally able to proficiently perform "Wan Jian Return to the Sect." With one sword strike, even Daoist Wuyu couldn't distinguish whether this strike was "Wan Jian Return to the Sect" or an ordinary sword strike, let alone anyone else.

During these seven days, Yun Zhi, Yun Mengmeng, and Gan Tian came and went. Yun Mengmeng even squatted on the side to watch Lu Yang cultivate for a while, but feeling it was truly boring, she went back to listening to little tunes.

With food and drink and little tunes to listen to, her life was quite comfortable, much more comfortable than in the secret realm.

"If I had known, I would have left the secret realm and defected to you, Little Zhi, long ago." Yun Mengmeng listened to the little tune, and when the mood struck, she even shook her head and hummed a few lines. Her voice was pleasant and melodious, matching the sweet tune very well, which made Gan Tian quite surprised.

"Have you studied singing?"

"No, I'm just singing for fun."

Gan Tian was even more surprised; this meant it was pure talent.

"Shall we perform together? I'll play the tune and you sing?"

The harmony of the zither and song was very helpful for her cultivation of the Dao of Music, but she had never found a suitable person before.

"Alright." Yun Mengmeng agreed happily.

With the divine ability cultivation completed, Lu Yang put away the Green Edge Sword with satisfaction, bid farewell to his master, and excitedly went to find Meng Jingzhou.

"Old Meng, are you there? Come out and spar." Lu Yang shouted directly while blocking Meng Jingzhou's doorway.

Old Ma stood guard at the door, failing completely to fulfill his duty as a protector, letting Lu Yang shout at the top of his lungs.

With the increase in solar power, Old Ma found that the hay currently being dried was quite chewy and tasted much better than before; he had been busy drying hay recently.

Old Ma looked at the pile of hay and felt it was more fulfilling than being a protector.

"What are you howling about?" Meng Jingzhou was soaking wet, having just climbed out of ice water.

To soothe his restless heart, Meng Jingzhou had been soaking in ice water to keep himself calm.

"I just learned two moves, looking for you to spar." Lu Yang laughed.

"Oh? Looks like you think you can fight now." Meng Jingzhou became interested. His body shook, and he stopped suppressing his Yang Qi. The terrifying Yang Qi he emitted directly dried his clothes and hair.

Having followed the ancestor for over a year, plus the explosive increase in solar power and the strengthening of his single spiritual root, it was no exaggeration to say his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds. A mere Lu Yang was nothing to fear.

"What have you learned?" Meng Jingzhou squinted at Lu Yang, always feeling that this grandson was up to no good.

"Just two small tricks for using the sword." Lu Yang said modestly.

Just as Lu Yang didn't believe Meng Jingzhou's nonsense, Meng Jingzhou didn't believe Lu Yang's nonsense either.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Old Ma took the initiative to put away the hay he was drying to make room for them.

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou stood on the lawn. A breeze blew, causing the lawn to ripple wave after wave, and their clothes fluttered along with it.

Meng Jingzhou let out a loud shout, his vigorous Yang Qi forming a unique aura. With his fists one in front and one behind, he took a firm horse stance and watched Lu Yang vigilantly.

Lu Yang drew the Green Edge Sword from his waist, the blade sliding across the mouth of the scabbard, making a "Sss—" sound.

Lu Yang held the Green Edge Sword steadily, the tip of the sword pointing at Meng Jingzhou without the slightest tremor, and shouted sternly: "Meng Jingzhou, why do you not kneel when you see this genius!"

Meng Jingzhou was immediately furious: "I'll kneel to your grandfather..."

Before he could finish speaking, Meng Jingzhou fell to his knees with a thud, his face full of confusion.

Forced to kneel—Meng Jingzhou was too familiar with this feeling. This damn thing was the Immortal-Extinguishing Sword Formation.

The problem was, when did Lu Yang perform the Immortal-Extinguishing Sword Formation?

"How about it? Can't figure out how I did it?" Seeing Old Meng's confused expression, Lu Yang felt incredibly refreshed.

Meng Jingzhou nodded honestly; he really wanted to know how Lu Yang did it.

"It's very simple. There is a small world inside my Green Edge Sword. I can perform the Immortal-Extinguishing Sword Formation inside the small world, and then perform 'Wan Jian Return to the Sect.' This way, whoever I point my sword at has to kneel."

Meng Jingzhou: "..."

Who could defend against this?

Lu Yang stopped performing the Immortal-Extinguishing Sword Formation, letting Meng Jingzhou stand up.

"Come, come, come, let's officially start fighting now." Lu Yang laughed, looking like he had the victory in his grasp, which made Meng Jingzhou grit his teeth. Did he really think he had no way to deal with him?

"Take my sword, Breaking Word Technique!"

Lu Yang shouted, the Green Edge Sword thrusting out, piercing through the air as fast as lightning.

A cold sneer curled at the corner of Meng Jingzhou's mouth. It was just the Breaking Word Technique; he was looking down on him too much. He originally wanted to resist it head-on, but suddenly an indescribable feeling of wrongness lingered in his heart, and he instinctively dodged the sword.

A trench appeared directly where Meng Jingzhou had been standing.

Meng Jingzhou suddenly remembered that when Lu Yang introduced how to secretly perform the Immortal-Extinguishing Sword Formation, he mentioned that one had to perform the Immortal-Extinguishing Sword Formation first, and then perform "Wan Jian Return to the Sect."

Only a "clang" was heard as the Green Edge Sword collided with the Ancient Great Hand, piercing through the skin of the Ancient Great Hand and nearly piercing through the hand itself.

"Dharma Form?" Lu Yang said in surprise. This Ancient Great Hand was part of some kind of Dharma Form.

It seems that while Old Meng was learning from Meng Junzi, he learned how to perform a Dharma Form.

Lu Yang struck with his sword again, piercing the Ancient Great Hand once more.

Unexpectedly, this time the Green Edge Sword did not pierce through the Ancient Great Hand; it was an ordinary sword move.

Just as Meng Jingzhou was preparing to retract the Ancient Great Hand, Lu Yang struck his fourth sword, nearly piercing the Ancient Great Hand again, which frightened Meng Jingzhou so much he dared not make any other moves.

Wan Jian Return to the Sect!

Sweat broke out on Meng Jingzhou's forehead. He vaguely realized the tactics of this grandson Lu Yang.

"Wan Jian Return to the Sect" was no different from an ordinary sword strike; one couldn't tell the difference without engaging in combat.

Meng Jingzhou couldn't maintain the Dharma Form forever, and in the end, the Ancient Great Hand disintegrated, and he was forced to admit defeat.

"Alright, alright, you win."

Meng Jingzhou looked at Lu Yang with annoyance: "Where did you learn such an unscrupulous move?"

Let alone himself, any early-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator would be unable to deal with such an unscrupulous move.

Lu Yang straightened his clothes and said seriously: "Master said, externally, I must say that this move was comprehended by myself and has nothing to do with him." ===== CHAPTER 722 =====