A letter from home

It was still the darkness before dawn, and the chill was even colder than before. The grass and trees behind the rocks by the pond were covered in a thin layer of frost. It was already the beginning of winter.

The air was very fresh, and there was a trace of coldness. Chu Mu took a deep breath, and the coldness entered his lungs from his nostrils. His spirit was lifted, and he was very clear-headed.

Walking to the balcony, he stretched his muscles and sat down cross-legged. Chu Mu began a new day of training.

Zhongyuan Sword Qi Manual!

The sword qi moved, and immediately, it flowed through his meridians like a river. It was much better than yesterday.

The sword qi of the eighth stage of the sword qi realm was twice as much as that of the seventh stage, and it was twice as pure. Most importantly, the eighth stage of the sword qi realm could release sword qi ten meters away. In addition, the Zhongyuan Sword Qi Manual had reached the fourth level.

After completing twenty-four cycles, Chu Mu's cultivation stabilized once more. He casually pointed a finger, and with a sharp whoosh, a ray of white sword qi shot through the air. In the blink of an eye, it traveled ten meters before dissipating.

"The release of sword qi from the eighth stage is similar to external sword qi. In the future, I can mix external sword qi into it, making it difficult for others to detect." Chu Mu muttered to himself, "After I finish the second level of the sword qi protective secret technique, I'll practice my sword arts first, and consolidate my sword qi cultivation for a few days before continuing to the arena."

After a month of hard training, Chu Mu's external sword qi range had reached four meters, and the sword qi protective secret technique was even more effective.

Under Chu Mu's control, the external sword qi quickly flowed on his skin like an invisible stream. It was refined over and over again, making the invisible sword qi protective secret technique stronger and stronger.

As he trained, the external sword qi suddenly sped up uncontrollably. After a few cycles, it paused and naturally dissipated.

"I've finished the second level?" Chu Mu was a little surprised. He carefully sensed that he had indeed finished the second level of the sword qi protective secret technique.

"Good, my one month of hard work was not in vain. I finally succeeded." Chu Mu's lips curled into a smile. "The first layer can block the sharpness of a fine steel sword. The second layer can block the sharpness of a hundred tempered sword. Let me try."

Drawing his sword, Chu Mu gently cut his arm. He only felt that it was a little obscure. There seemed to be a thin white mark where he cut, but it quickly disappeared.

"Alright, the second level can block the attack of the Hundred Refined Sword. Let me see if I can block the release of the 8th Phase Sword Qi." As he spoke, a thin strand of Sword Qi emerged from Chu Mu's finger and shot towards his arm. With a puchi sound, the Sword Qi dissipated and his arm was unharmed.

However, Chu Mu could clearly feel that the protective Sword Qi in the area that was hit by the Sword Qi instantly collapsed, but very quickly, the surrounding Sword Qi was absorbed and replenished.

"It's a pity that there are no cultivation techniques for the future." Chu Mu thought to himself, and felt a little regretful: "Although with my attainments in swordsmanship and movement techniques, I usually won't be attacked by the enemy, but sometimes, I can still play a huge role."

As the sun rose, a touch of dark red fell on the pond, creating a multicolored light.

Chu Mu carried his sword downstairs and found that Li Wei had woken up surprisingly early to practice her sword.

"Good morning, Senior Brother." Li Wei's small face was covered in sweat, sparkling under the morning sun. When she saw Chu Mu, she immediately withdrew her sword and greeted him. Facing the morning sun, this kind of vitality and freshness made Chu Mu's eyes light up. He revealed a smile from the bottom of his heart and nodded.

After giving Li Wei a few pointers, Chu Mu came to the Ling Feng Sword Discourse Arena and discovered that he was not the first one. On the Sword Discourse Arena, there were already more than 30 disciples practicing their swordsmanship, and there were still people rushing over.

Although it was a little later than usual, it also meant that the atmosphere of the disciples of the Soaring Wind Courtyard was very good.

"Good morning, Senior Brother Chu!" When these disciples saw Chu Mu walking over, they immediately stopped practicing. As if they had rehearsed, they all saluted to Chu Mu and shouted loudly, giving Chu Mu a fright.

"Good morning, everyone." Chu Mu returned the sword salute.

"Senior Brother Chu is really elegant. He is not arrogant at all just because his swordsmanship is brilliant."

"That's right, some people, if their swordsmanship is a little stronger, their nostrils will be raised to the sky. No matter how strong this kind of person is, they can't compare to Senior Brother Chu."

If it was said that Chu Mu in the past was someone who made people revere his swordsmanship, then the current Chu Mu was someone who made people respect him even more.

Not long after practicing the sword, a deacon came to the Sword Discourse Arena and told Chu Mu that the Sect Leader had invited him.

"Why is the Sect Leader looking for Senior Brother Chu?"

"Maybe he has taken a fancy to Senior Brother Chu's talent and wants to take him in as his disciple."

"I don't know, but I feel that it's definitely not a bad thing."

… ….

"Not bad, your sword Qi cultivation has reached the eighth stage." Seeing Chu Mu, a hint of green flashed across the Soaring Wind Academy's eyes. He clapped his hands and laughed: "What about the concept of wind? Has it improved? "

"20%." Chu Mu said after saluting with his sword.

"20%!" The Sect Leader was shocked at first, but then his eyes lit up. His gaze was as if he was looking at a rare treasure. His gaze was so sharp that it seemed as if he could see through Chu Mu, causing Chu Mu's scalp to go numb. "Good … Good … Good. In less than ten years, your comprehension of the concept of wind will surpass mine."

The Sect Leader's tone was already somewhat excited. Twenty percent of the concept of wind, Chu Mu was only sixteen years old.

What was he doing when he was sixteen? The Sect Leader couldn't help but think back. When he was sixteen years old, he seemed to be a disciple of the Soaring Wind Academy who had just entered the eighth stage. He didn't know anything about the concept of wind.

For a moment, the Sect Leader felt a little ashamed. When they were both sixteen years old, why was the difference so big?

Furthermore, although the Sect Leader had recommended Chu Mu to go to the Fierce Wind Cliff to comprehend the concept, it was only a possibility. Because the environment of the Fierce Wind Cliff was constantly changing, it was indeed more suitable for the comprehension of the concept of wind, but it wasn't absolute.

Furthermore, even if it was possible, it would take a long time. The Sect Leader had estimated that Chu Mu would have to stay at the Fierce Wind Cliff for at least a year before he could make any progress in the concept of wind. As for reaching 20% from 10%, it would probably take two to three years. This was already a relatively fast estimate.

But he didn't expect that in just a little over a month, Chu Mu had been punished by the Fierce Wind Cliff to reflect on his mistakes for seven days. In seven days, his comprehension of the concept of wind had increased by 10%?

Was he still human? This …

Thinking about it, the Sect Leader's expression kept changing. He was absent-minded until Chu Mu lightly coughed and woke up.

"Oh right, I called you here this time because there's a letter from your family." Only then did the Sect Leader remember the important matter and quickly came back to his senses. A letter appeared in his hand and he handed it to Chu Mu.

"A letter from home?" Chu Mu was a bit surprised. After taking it over, he saw that it was from Mizar City's Chu Family. The sender was Chu Xingyun, Chu Mu's father.

"It's probably because we haven't seen each other for a long time and your parents miss you. Open it and take a look." The Sect Leader said indifferently. There was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, as if he was reminiscing.

Chu Mu nodded and opened the letter to read. The general content was "I miss my son" and so on. It also said that soon, it would be the 70th birthday of the Chu Family's old patriarch, Chu Mu's grandfather. He hoped that Chu Mu could make a trip home. At that time, Chu Mu's big brother, Chu Tian, would also return home.

"Home …" Chu Mu pondered for a moment. In the end, he decided to make a trip home.

Firstly, his current identity was that of a disciple of the Chu Family of Kaiyang City of the Great Kun Dynasty. In his memories, this grandfather of his treated him quite well. Secondly, it could be considered a training trip. When he returned, his early 8th phase sword qi would be completely consolidated. At that time, he would be able to enter the Sword Battle Arena again.

"Sect Leader, I plan to make a trip home." Chu Mu said.

"Yes, a swordsman cultivates without emotions. Family is also an indispensable part." The sect leader seemed to be implying something. "You can go home, but you must remember that you must return within three months. At that time, it will be the triennial Qingfeng Sword Battle Arena. In the past, the three inner courtyards were just going through the motions. But this time, because of you, I believe that the Sect Leader will be able to obtain a better ranking. Moreover, if you enter the top three, you will receive an extremely good reward. Even I am tempted. If you miss it, it will be a pity. "

Chu Mu nodded and pondered. He left the place and returned to the pavilion. After making some preparations, he left the Azure Edge Sword Sect.