Chapter 81

The Sword Intent Seed seemed to transform into a massive vortex, drawing all the golden lightning within his body.

This process was very slow, and every thread of golden lightning separating from his spiritual energy brought Lin Xuan pain. The entire process lasted for an hour, and Lin Xuan was tormented for an hour.

However, the effect of this pain was also evident. His spiritual energy had already recovered to its green color, and the Sword Intent Seed had grown larger by a circle.

"Hmm? Absorbing lightning can strengthen the Sword Intent Seed?" Lin Xuan had a new discovery, but he soon understood. This golden Sword Intent Seed, in a precise sense, should be called Lightning Sword Intent, which is why it had such a performance.

After finishing everything, Lin Xuan ran in the direction of Xuantian Sect.

Two days later, he finally saw the magnificent mountain gate.

"Who are you?" the gate disciple shouted loudly.

Lin Xuan's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of them. Seeing the two people who were on high alert, he smiled slightly and took out a token from his chest.

"Inner Sect Disciple!" The gate disciple was greatly surprised, hurriedly bowed, and respectfully said, "Senior Brother, greetings!"

Lin Xuan walked into the mountain gate with large strides, sighing inwardly. Three months ago, he was just like these disciples, struggling at the bottom. Now, he had entered the Inner Sect and become their senior brother.

After a moment of reflection, Lin Xuan headed towards the Inner Sect.

In the Inner Sect, in front of a quiet courtyard, a young girl was pacing back and forth anxiously, muttering to herself.

"This Junior Brother Lin has been missing for three days. Even Senior Brother Luo doesn't know where he is. If he doesn't come today, I'll report it to Instructor Murong!"

This young girl was naturally Ye Qing. She had been back for three days but hadn't seen Lin Xuan's shadow. During this time, she had also inquired about Lin Xuan through special methods from Senior Brother Luo, only to find out that Lin Xuan hadn't returned to the arena.

This made Ye Qing extremely anxious. She even suspected that Lin Xuan had met with an accident.

Stomping her foot, Ye Qing angrily turned to leave.

However, the next moment, she let out a cry of surprise: "Junior Brother Lin, you're finally back!"

Lin Xuan was slightly stunned. He hadn't expected to see Ye Qing at his doorstep, but he quickly understood. It seemed that Ye Qing was concerned about his safety, which made him feel a bit warm inside.

"Senior Sister Ye, why are you here? Is there something you need?" Lin Xuan feigned ignorance.

"Are you still asking!" Ye Qing said angrily, "You've been missing for three days. I thought you had been carried away by a beast!"

Lin Xuan was drenched in cold sweat. He could only tough it out and explain, "I got lost."

Ye Qing didn't believe him at all, but seeing Lin Xuan's expression of being directionally challenged, she could only grind her teeth in anger, wishing she could bite him a few times.

"By the way, Instructor Murong will be teaching some martial arts knowledge tomorrow. Don't be late." Ye Qing said and then left.

"Teaching?" Lin Xuan was somewhat excited. He had originally wanted to find Instructor Murong, and now it was even more convenient.

Back in his room, Lin Xuan had a good sleep. Although his physical condition was still in a relatively good state, the continuous journey and the life-and-death battle had left his mind and spirit very exhausted, and he needed a good rest.

If one is too tense, they will eventually break. Only by balancing tension and relaxation can one achieve the best results.

It wasn't until midnight that Lin Xuan woke up from his sleep. He stretched and then took out a ring, the one he had obtained from the black-robed martial artist.

With a thought, Lin Xuan's perception probed inside.

The space inside wasn't very large, and there weren't many things. It was clear that this black-robed martial artist wasn't very wealthy, given his status as a servant.

There were a few bottles of healing pills, two ordinary knives and swords, and a few martial arts manuals.

Lin Xuan flipped through them. One was a cultivation technique, which he wasn't interested in and threw aside. The other was a palm technique. Lin Xuan thought about the black-robed martial artist's palm technique, which was quite good, so he took a look.

This was a martial art called Bright Fire Palm, a low-level Xuan-class technique. Once mastered, it could make the entire palm red-hot like fire, with great power, and ordinary objects would melt upon contact.

Although Lin Xuan didn't have a fire attribute, he had a lightning attribute. He could refer to the characteristics of this palm technique to form a lightning palm.

He urgently needed combat techniques, and practicing other martial arts would also benefit his sword techniques, such as fist and palm techniques, which could be applied to other areas. Moreover, swords and knives could be seen as extensions of the arm.

According to the description, the first step was to continuously use high temperatures to temper the palms, making them able to withstand the heat of the flames. Once the palms were no longer afraid of the high temperatures, one could start practicing the techniques.

The techniques were divided into three stages. The first stage was Bright Fire Palm, where the palm turned red, and the palm wind carried intense heat. The second stage was Palm Shadows Everywhere, where one could instantly strike dozens of palm shadows, which would remain condensed and carry a strong burning effect.

The third stage, the perfected stage, was called Transforming Palm into Fire, where the palm became fire, and the fire became the palm. Once mastered, ordinary swords and knives would melt upon contact.

After reading, Lin Xuan had a general understanding. Comparing himself to the black-robed martial artist, he found that the latter hadn't reached the third stage.

Just replace the fire with lightning. Lin Xuan thought. He didn't have absolute confidence, but he felt that the techniques and applications in martial arts should be the same, with the only difference being the attributes.

With this in mind, he decided to give it a try.

Communicating with the Lightning Sword Intent Seed, a thread of golden lightning appeared in his palm. More lightning surged out, enveloping his palm.

This lightning is already a part of me. I have already met the first condition. I just need to practice the techniques. He memorized all the techniques and then went to the courtyard to practice.

Golden lightning arcs appeared on his palms, and each strike carried the momentum of lightning, creating a terrifying sound. Lin Xuan completed the palm technique once and found that he had already mastered the first stage.

Actually, it was very difficult for others to quickly master it, as others only had attribute spiritual energy, not real fire. Lin Xuan's lightning, however, was directly absorbed from the outside, making it real lightning.

This situation directly caused his abnormal speed in cultivating attribute martial arts, especially lightning attribute martial arts.

"Palm Shadows Everywhere!" Lin Xuan continuously struck, forming a golden wall of palm shadows in front of him, dazzling and brilliant.

The third stage, Transforming Palm into Lightning, would require him to ponder for a few days.

"Let's call it Golden Lightning Palm." Lin Xuan named the palm technique and continued practicing, reinforcing it and combining it with the Illusory Lightning Step, constantly refining it.

Unconsciously, the east gradually turned white, and a red sun rose into the sky.

Lin Xuan stopped and began facing the sun, practicing the Longevity Technique. When the sun first rises, there is a faint purple aura around it, which is very beneficial for martial artists' cultivation. Therefore, many martial artists would face east at this time and practice their techniques.

When the sun was high in the sky, Lin Xuan stopped practicing the Longevity Technique. He had a simple breakfast and then headed to Instructor Murong's hall. Today was his first time attending such a lecture, and he was filled with curiosity about what would be taught.