C25 Sword Art of Fleeting Time

"Not bad, it's time to practice martial skills for the first stage of the Martial Disciple Stage." The old man nodded, but didn't give him the jade slip like the young man did.

"You can only go to the first level of Martial Skill Pavilion and at most choose two of them. Go."

Lin Yi was surprised for a moment, but he didn't ask. After bowing respectfully, he entered the house.

Lin Yi didn't know how many levels there were in the Martial Skill Pavilion, but he could only go to the first floor so he didn't care.

Martial artists could not lack cultivation methods and martial skills. These two techniques were the foundation of a powerful martial artist. Similar to cultivation level, cultivation methods and martial skills had different levels. Lin Yi knew that there were four types: Sky, Earth, Profound, Yellow. Among them, the Yellow Rank was the lowest and the Heaven Stage was the highest. As for higher, Lin Yi didn't know if there was a higher rank.

As for the shelves on the first floor of Martial Skill Pavilion, what one could see upon them were all Yellow Rank cultivation methods and martial skills. To a cultivator like him with Martial Cultivator Stage, it was the most suitable.

Lin Yi didn't need any martial skills for now, so his gaze fell on the bookshelves that held Martial Skills.

"Star Shattering Palm, Mountain Shattering Palm, a Yellow Ranked Martial Technique, its might is extremely strong."

"Wind Moon Slash. Borrowing the power of the wind, turn it into a wind blade. Killing the enemy formlessly, mastering it, its power is boundless."

"30,000-meter claw, high grade yellow rank martial skill, turning the palm into a claw, incomparably sharp."

Lin Yi looked at the martial skill in his hands and then put it down. In his previous life, he lived on Earth and had always had the dream of walking across the world with a sword. Now that his dream had been fulfilled, he had an unspeakable perseverance towards the sword. In this selection of martial arts techniques, he wished for a set of sharp sword techniques.

"Flowing Light Sword Tactic: Sword Aura, fast as lightning. If you don't make it, then it's fine. If you don't, then you must be killed!"

Lin Yi's gaze paused for a moment. The Breathtaking Sword Technique, although it was called a sword technique, it was actually not divided into several stages like the other martial arts techniques. It only had one move, the sword, and it killed people. Extreme speed. Even before the sword was unsheathed, there were already injuries and deaths.

"This sword technique is quite similar to what I was thinking." Lin Yi pondered for a moment and was moved.

"A single finger of light and a sword appeared like a beam of light. Fast, accurate, ruthless!"

Lin Yi flipped to the next book on sword techniques. After that, he no longer hesitated and directly took away the Fleeting Sword Art.

"This one." After putting away the Fleeting Sword Art, Lin Yi prepared to go pick out another set of Qing Gong technique. After all, in a battle, casualties were inevitable. If one was unable to defeat the other, they could instantly escape with their superior movement techniques. Moreover, to fly over walls, to tread lightly, it was even more so in his previous life. As a person of Earth, he had never realized his dream!

Next, Lin Yi carefully selected the movement technique amongst the numerous Martial Skills. In the end, he chose a movement technique called Ghastly Shadow. When this movement technique was cultivated to its peak, one could become like a ghost. Only shadows could be seen.

Lin Yi, who had a pretty good harvest, brought the two martial skills he had chosen to register with the old man at the door.

"Fleeting Blade Art!" The old man's eyes flashed, and he said: "Young man, although the description of the sword technique is strong, this is the first time someone has selected it in the Martial Skill Pavilion. You have to know that the requirements of this martial skill is extremely high. If you can't do it with lightning speed, don't even mention killing, you won't even have the chance to draw your sword! "

"I know." Lin Yi understood that the opponent was trying to warn him out of his good intentions. If he couldn't be the fastest and only had one attack, it would be very difficult for him to use the sword to drink blood, let alone kill.

"It's good that you understand. This technique is extremely difficult to cultivate. If you don't have confidence, it's best not to use it carelessly." This Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track is a pretty good movement technique. " The old man did not say anything else and immediately helped Lin Yi register. After all, Martial Skill Pavilion cultivation techniques and martial skills had to be returned within a month, and could not affect the other disciples in their cultivation.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior." After Lin Yi received the Martial Technique, he respectfully saluted and thanked the old man.

"Yes." The old man smiled and nodded, "This three foot tall mountain is useless to me even after a long time. Since you've chosen the Fleeting Sword Art, I'll give it to you. Take it and play with it."

"There's no need to thank me. This old man will not accept the gifts from you young disciples. If you have the time, then go and train hard!" Seeing that Lin Yi was about to thank him again, the elder smiled and waved his hand.

Lin Yi touched his nose and put his gratitude aside. With this Breathtaking Sword Technique, he was ready to get another treasured sword, but he did not expect to get one from the old man.

After greeting the elder with a smile and a nod, Lin Yi turned around and left.

"I haven't seen such an interesting disciple in a long time." Watching Lin Yi leave, the elder mumbled to himself. He lazily leaned back on his teacher's chair and started to taste the strong wine in the pot.

The reason why the Seven Star Mountain was called the Seven Star Mountain was because it had the seven largest peaks. These seven peaks soared into the sky, and were extremely steep. And the area where the Seven Stars Sect was located, was precisely in the middle of the seven main peaks encircling them.

Other than the small house that was assigned to disciples with Seven Stars Sect when they first entered the sect, they could also go to the seven enormous peaks to search for the Blessed Paradise where they could cultivate. After all, this place was extremely vast, and there were many suitable places for cultivation. Since he had nothing better to do, he might as well give it to the sect disciples.

At this moment, on a precipitous cliff, there was a wide expanse of land floating in the air. Below the cliff was a vast sea of clouds.

However, Lin Yi wasn't in the mood to appreciate it. He was sweating profusely and repeating the same action: taking out the sword.

"Bam!" With another explosive sound, a deep gash immediately appeared on the cliff wall. It was the mark of a sword.

Lin Yi had been training hard here for nine days now. The cliff wall was filled with cracks of varying sizes. These were all marks left behind by Lin Yi's determination to train hard during these nine days.

The Fleeting Sword Art stressed upon the speed at which the sword was executed. In a battle, one must be able to instantly strike out with a sword, faster than any opponent, in order to effectively display its power.

This sword art did not focus on the sword, it only focused on speed. After all, there was only one strike. If he failed, his opponent would be on guard. It would be very difficult for him to release the power of the sword technique again. Surprisingly, his sword was fast enough to kill in a single strike. This was the essence of the Fleeting Sword Art.

Lin Yi ignored the sweat that was all over his body. He knew that he had to persevere in everything he did in order to improve. Moreover, this Fleeting Sword Art was not easy to cultivate. To instantly unleash a sword, it was too difficult. If one did not practice repeatedly hundreds of times, it would be impossible to obtain its essence.

After a long time, the soul veins in his body became much dimmer. Only then did Lin Yi stop and sit on the ground with his back against the cliff.

As the morning sun gradually turned into the setting sun, Lin Yi put the three foot tall mountain back into its scabbard. Watching the sea of trees churning under the cliff, a brilliant smile appeared on his face.